Chapter 22
Chapter 22
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: Gangbanged by Geum Tae-yeon's Friends in the Clubroom (2)
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The board game clubroom was the hideout for Geum Tae-yeon's gang.
A secret spot where they could avoid prying eyes and enjoy their twisted fun.
"Can't wait already?"
"Geum Tae-yeon was so damn sure about this one."
The senior girls shot me dirty looks as they set up their spots. They lined the table with bottles of booze and spread out shot glasses everywhere.
The way they eyed me wasn't normal at all.
'These girls are sex-crazed maniacs.'
My body started trembling in fear at the thought of the gangbang ahead. This setup felt straight out of a crucial scene in Boy's Corruption.
Geum Tae-yeon rummaged through a black bag and pulled out a bottle. She handed it to me—a drink that screamed hangover cure, like hootkae tea or conditioner.
The label boldly read "Cow Egg."
"Cow Egg. Drink up. You'll regret it if you don't."
Geum Tae-yeon flashed a sweet smile as she offered the Cow Egg Red, which claimed a whopping 10% Minotaur testicle content.
It couldn't be real 10%. The cost wouldn't make sense.
Probably something like 10% water boiled with Minotaur balls. That was the limit of mass-produced factory slop.
"N-no thanks."
Guys would chew cockroaches if it boosted their stamina, but Minotaur nuts? Hard pass.
I didn't even need the boost anyway. Suggesting I drink stamina juice was an insult.
When I refused, Geum Tae-yeon smirked at me and slid the Cow Egg Red right in front of me.
"Drink it whenever you need to."
Her voice dripped with confidence. She was dead certain I'd cave eventually.
While we bantered, the glasses got filled. Each one brimmed with liquid that had a brownish tint—looked like a beer-makgeolli mix.
"Come on, Tae-yeon. First round. Let's wet our whistles."
Geum Tae-yeon's crew settled around the table, clinking glasses with a cheer before downing their drinks.
Gulp, gulp. They all handled the booze like pros.
I just sat there like an idiot. My body refused to touch the beer mix, locking me in place.
"Why isn't this kid drinking?"
"What, hates beer mixes? Only straight soju for him?"
No, fuck. I hate soju. I like beer mixes fine.
Ignoring my inner screams, my body stayed mute and defiant. It was practically protesting for me to force-feed it.
Geum Tae-yeon clocked my body's reluctance like a mind reader.
"Oh, doesn't wanna drink alone, huh? Hong, top him off."
"Yes ma'am!"
Geum Tae-yeon held out my empty glass, and the senior they called Hong poured the mix.
True to her name—Hong, meaning red—she had a face flushed like a ripe tomato.
"Love shot."
Geum Tae-yeon tilted her glass at me, the beer mix sloshing gently on the surface.
"Not gonna make some memories? Or should I just spread the pics?"
"No...!"
Memories. Photos. The moment those weaknesses hit the air, my body jolted hard.
"Let's drink, Juyeon-woo. These are all memories, right?"
No choice. Realizing that, my body picked up the glass.
Geum Tae-yeon hooked her arm in mine and drained hers first. Then she waited for me to follow.
'It's moving.'
No escaping it now. My body accepted reality.
My hand rose. Against my will, it brought the glass to my lips.
"Ooh, one-shot?"
"Kid can drink."
I slammed the beer mix back. The sharp booze burned down my throat.
'Where's the food?'
Secret boozefest in the clubroom? Expecting real snacks was a pipe dream.
Chips or cup ramen at best.
Gurgle—.
It'd been hours since lunch. My stomach was empty.
Booze on an empty gut hit fast.
I craved cup ramen. No clue why my body kept blocking me.
"Need snacks?"
Geum Tae-yeon eyed me.
I shook my head. My body rejected them on its own.
"Say the word if you want snacks."
Geum Tae-yeon whispered while groping her own tits.
"They're right here."
"......"
If my body wasn't cockblocking me, I'd have begged for them right then. Shame.
"Snacks aren't the point anyway."
"Booze is all about the vibe. Just crank up the energy."
"You need drinks with a bunch of guys. But tonight it's just the one."
Glasses refilled quick. I downed another.
We crunched on chips and chatted. Mindless small talk flowed.
'Their stares are intense...'
The senior girls were sizing each other up. Who'd make the first move? Like they were jockeying for position.
"Ugh..."
My body hunched like a hyena cornered by lions.
First gangbang for me too, so I got the reaction.
'They're staring way too obviously.'
If I had control, even I'd freak. Their eyes were murderous.
They inched closer. Geum Tae-yeon especially—practically glued to me.
"Kinda hot in here. AC?"
"Better off with it off, if you ask me."
"This April weather?"
Beep—.
Turning on the AC might cool things, but separating them seemed smarter.
"Senior... n-no."
Geum Tae-yeon's hand crept downward. Destination obvious.
She shoved it straight into my pants like she owned my dick.
"Huh?"
I tried blocking her hand wedging between my legs, and she glared with axe eyes.
Her already fierce face turned ice-cold. For a split second, I felt like I was the asshole.
Geum Tae-yeon, queen of turning the tables.
"Hands. On the table."
"Here we go, Tae-yeon style."
Geum Tae-yeon nipped my earlobe and growled. The other seniors giggled at her antics.
My hands shook. I was fine, but my body felt the shame. Or so it claimed.
"Ugh..."
I raised my hands. Palms flat on the table.
Dick totally exposed now.
Geum Tae-yeon's hand slipped under my waistband, deep inside. Then she gripped my limp balls tight.
"Eek!"
"You were about to fight back, huh? Why?"
"That's...!"
"You came here to make memories with us, right?"
Geum Tae-yeon kneaded my balls. Small hands working them just right.
No pain, perfect pressure. She knew exactly how.
Pre-cum leaked out. I felt it trickle down my urethra sharp and clear.
Not just Geum Tae-yeon—the other girls closed in too.
Shadows fell over me. In a blink, four surrounded me.
"Tae-yeon, bed time."
"Let's see that famous dick. Wanna check the size."
"Feels so good inside. Fills you up perfect... Haven't tasted anything since this kid. Others are flavorless."
Geum Tae-yeon helped me up. Flanked tight, no escape.
They dragged me to the bed and dumped me down.
Three huddled in front, eyes hungry for dick.
Geum Tae-yeon yanked my pants. Grabbed panties too and stripped 'em both in one go.
"Holy...!"
"Fucking insane."
"It's huge! Wow..."
Exclamations poured out. Even from these cock-hungry delinquents who'd banged plenty.
World's top pussy lived up to the hype. Kinda proud.
But not my body. It squirmed, trying to cover up.
Their eyes locked on my dick. Lewd, sticky gazes swept my crotch.
It got hard on its own.
"Getting excited. Dick's erect."
"Looking forward to getting eaten by big sis?"
"Or maybe he likes showing off."
Giggles erupted.
"Tae-yeon, me first?"
"Let's take it slow, enjoy it."
Geum Tae-yeon grabbed my ankles, pulled me to sit on the bed's edge.
She wedged between my legs and gripped my dick.
"Bet, Geum Tae-yeon. First to make him cum with a blowjob goes first."
The white-haired senior suggested. Pudgy and Hong seniors nodded along.
Gangbangs were just games to them.
Geum Tae-yeon smirked up at me.
"Sounds fun. Perfect for memories."
"One minute?"
"One minute each, rotate."
The bet locked in quick. No input from the dick's owner.
"Me first."
Challenger: Geum Tae-yeon. She squatted between my legs and took my dick in her mouth.
Slurp, slurp, sluuuurp!
"Ngh...!"
Geum Tae-yeon lived up to it. Blowjob skills on another level.
Eum Ji-hye and Aunt were child's play. My vision went white.
"Kid's holding? Gritting through it."
"Embarrassed to cum quick?"
"Fun's in breaking him fast."
I held out. Couldn't blow in under a minute. Man's pride.
Hung in there.
"Minute's up. Out, Geum Tae-yeon."
"So close."
Geum Tae-yeon yielded easy. Her blowjob monster mouth left my dick glossy with spit.
"Next."
"Second's screwed. He's locked in now."
"Scared? Go last."
The three licked their lips, picking order. Blowjob beasts like Geum Tae-yeon—could I survive? Fear shook me.
'Not me.'
It wasn't me shaking.
"N-no!"
My body bolted upright from the bed.
Juyeon-woo grabbed his yanked pants, dick flopping, and bolted for the clubroom door.
Trying to run.
"Knew it'd happen."
"Grab him. Pin him down."
"Force the Cow Egg too."
Geum Tae-yeon's crew were second-years. Extra year at the academy.
They hadn't wasted it—faster and stronger than me.
"Mmph! Ngh!"
Subdued in seconds. Four pinned my limbs and mouth, dragged me back to bed.
Control lost. Not to my body—to these girls.