Defeat and Humiliation (2)
Two of Hyeonwoo's fingers. The length and girth looked somehow familiar, and Seoyeoni let out a moan at those two fingers.
With that all-too-familiar hip swivel—the kind that made me wonder when she'd gotten so lewd—she shook her waist. I was so shocked and thrilled that I could make her cum so easily that I'd memorized every expression, every movement, every moan of hers. Seoyeoni on top of Hyeonwoo's hand was exactly as I remembered her. Her eyes and mouth slightly slack. Trembling as she let out lewd moans. Rubbing back and forth, circling her hips in small loops. Even pressing forward constantly, trying to grind her clit—just like always.
But it wasn't perfectly the same. Her expression was different, and the amount she squirted was different. The look of confusion she had while watching me was gradually giving way to pleasure. The pussy juices she dripped onto the floor were far more copious. It felt like she got more out of Hyeonwoo's fingers than my dick...
Cleanup was, of course, my job. I got down on the floor and wiped up Seoyeoni's pussy juices. As I scrubbed, it hit me even harder. What had made me so proud just watching... what had filled my self-esteem and given me hope that I could do it too—Seoyeoni's orgasm—had been developed by Hyeonwoo. "Boyfriend orgasm," "Minjun orgasm," "baby dicklet orgasm"—I'd even given it cute names. It was all just my delusion. The sense of defeat from losing even to his fingers. The misery of wiping away the traces he'd created. Amid emotions too hard to bear, my dick stood up. The thing that never worked no matter how hard I tried was now standing straight out like a lie, dangling there.
"Oh, hyung, quick."
Hyeonwoo spotted my erection and tossed me a condom. Seoyeoni slumped onto the bed, drained. I knew it made me a pathetic loser, but I hurriedly rolled it on. This time, it didn't feel like I was going to die.
"…"
Our eyes met. Seoyeoni's face, flushed with pleasure moments ago, suddenly turned beet red. It wasn't joy at being able to do it with me or excitement. It was a mix of panic, embarrassment, shame, guilt. Like she wanted to explain herself to me. Her previous panting expression had been way better. This one was truly unbearable.
"Ah…? Ugh, urk!"
My dick felt like it was dying again, so I shook it frantically to get it up... and came like a lie. Before it even touched her pussy. I let go quick, but once it started, the ejaculation wouldn't stop. In that awkward, ridiculous pose, I spurted pathetically. No pleasure. Just the bare minimum you get from cumming. Even that faded into self-loathing.
"Whoops."
Hyeonwoo, shaking off the pussy juices from his hand. He looked at me and let out a pitying sound.
"Jeez, gonna lose again? Can't you stop this?"
Hyeonwoo sat at the computer, playing a game. Seoyeoni lay on the bed, covering her eyes. I sat there next to her like an idiot. This was how it ended up. Hyeonwoo casually turned on the PC, and Seoyeoni didn't stop him. Far from it—after that orgasm, she hadn't said a word to him or me. She was trembling faintly, so she wasn't asleep. I wanted to say something, but my mouth wouldn't move. I didn't even know what to say. The quiet room was filled only with game sounds and Hyeonwoo's mutterings. Our home date, meant to be just the two of us, was utterly ruined.
"Ha, lost again... Hyung!"
"Huh?"
"Can't you show me one game? Lemme watch you play."
"…You want me to play?"
"Yeah, I'm outta practice and sucking."
I plopped into the chair he'd vacated. I had no idea what I was doing, but I sat anyway. As I logged in and queued up, he patted my shoulder and headed to the bed.
"I'll watch from here~"
Seoyeoni was on the bed. I didn't dare turn around.
All my nerves shot to my back. I strained to hear.
Seoyeoni's hushed whispers made my stomach churn. How many secrets did they have? I never even imagined this. I'd thought it was just my technique improving... What a delusional idiot. It was all Hyeonwoo's doing. Come to think of it, I still hadn't heard anything about that little box. No clue how deep their secrets went.
What the hell was he touching? Tits? Ass? Pussy? Fuck... Even now, I'm like this. My head must be fucked up. This was the moment to get angry, yell at him to stop—and all I could do was pathetic fantasies. Eavesdropping on Seoyeoni and Hyeonwoo, pretending not to hear while uselessly clicking the mouse, secretly getting excited.
"Hyung!"
"Huh? What...?"
I was such a pathetic fuck. He called suddenly, and I even faked being startled.
"Sorry, my hands are bored. Mind if I mess with Seoyeoni a bit?"
"Mess...? What kind?"
"Y'know, squish squish."
"…"
Pathetic. I said go ahead, it's fine. A small sigh from Seoyeoni.
"If you wanna do her, just say so anytime~ I'll step aside right away."
"Y-yeah..."
"No no, not mid—show me ADC!"
At Hyeonwoo's casual toss, I quickly swapped characters. He had me totally crushed. Not sure if she felt sorry for me or what, but even with extra politeness, I was still crushed.
I mindlessly moved the mouse. No way I could focus on the game. My swollen dick throbbed secretly as I strained to hear the sounds from behind.
Rustling sounds. Something thumped.
"Hyung, Seoyeoni can wear something else, right?"
"Huh...?"
I couldn't hold back and turned around this time. Hyeonwoo was shirtless in just jeans. And Seoyeoni... she'd swapped her bunny pajamas for Hyeonwoo's white tee. The matching animal PJs we'd worn were tossed on the floor. I was still in my puppy ones, so now they looked more like a couple than us.
"Way better."
I whipped my head back before our eyes met. My heart pounded like mad. Nothing registered.
"Hyung, look at Seoyeoni. Cute, right?"
Pretending not to hear, I turned back. Hyeonwoo with his arm around her shoulders, kneading her tits. Seoyeoni, face flushed, avoided my eyes. They sat side by side against the headboard. Handsome guy, pretty girl. That's what a hot couple on a home date would look like. Girlfriend shyly wearing her boyfriend's shirt. Boyfriend teasing her naughtily. And she was taking it. The thought made it even harder to bear. Jealousy choked me. I sat far away, playing a game in clothes that didn't match, doing my own thing. I felt like the intruder, not Hyeonwoo.
"Whoa, hyung's dead!"
Gray screen. Died pointlessly. Chat filled with insults aimed at me. I... I just...
"Aw, sorry."
"…"
"Won't bug you now, focus! Looks like you won't lose? I'll watch from back here~"
At the same time, the sound of a zipper. Small, but clear.
I gripped the mouse like I wanted to crush it.
"Alright, let's have a drink first!"
We clinked glasses half-heartedly and chugged. In the end, I couldn't touch anything Seoyeoni prepared before dinner hit. Hyeonwoo ordered drinks, saying the vibe was awkwardly tense. Seoyeoni and I just went along with whatever he wanted.
"Ooh, one-shot?"
Hyeonwoo eyed her, and Seoyeoni poured. Around the low table: Hyeonwoo opposite, Seoyeoni next to me. Obvious, but right now, even that felt precious. Outfits unchanged. Hyeonwoo shirtless in jeans. Seoyeoni no-bra in his tee. Me still in animal PJs. I'd tried changing, but he kept saying I looked cute and stopped me. I knew he was teasing, but I lacked the guts to refuse. So here we were.
"One more?"
"Yeah."
As I grimaced and patted my stomach, Seoyeoni handed me water.
"...Oppa, drink water. Water."
"Thanks."
Face red, Seoyeoni tugged down the tee. Handing me water, she tried hiding glimpses of her panties. I knew it was embarrassment from them showing. But it still stung. Like she didn't want me to see, the way she kept covering.
"Good. Drink fast, get drunk quick, head home quick!"
Glasses empty, Hyeonwoo poured this time. Pace felt too fast, but "home" tempted me.
"...You leaving?"
"Yup, gotta go home."
"Yeah...?"
"Why? Want me to crash?"
Hyeonwoo grinned like he knew everything and downed his drink.
"Nah~ No way. Gotta sleep at home. You two have fun without me."
"Ah..."
"Just this and I'm out!"
A bit much, but if we paced right, we could send him off quick. A sliver of hope.
"But just drinking's lame. Something fun? Drinking game?"
"Dude, what drinking game..."
"Huh? What's this?"
Hyeonwoo found Seoyeoni's board games. Pulled out Jenga.
"Ah... Th-that was for oppa and..."
"Me?"
"Yes?? No...! Minjun oppa..."
Hyeonwoo smirked and stacked the blocks. Felt like it'd drag time, but when I offered a drink mid-stack, he took it. Not so bad. Might even speed things up.
"Oho, nice?"
"...What're the rules? Loser drinks if it falls?"
"Too boring."
"Then...?"
"We've seen it all anyway. Strip Jenga!"
"What?? "
Shocked, Seoyeoni clutched the tee hem.
"Three chances each. Or two? Anyway, me: pants, panties, socks."
"…"
"Seoyeoni's two? Put on socks~ Ladies get one per sock. Four total!"
Hyeonwoo looked at me.
"Heh, hyung gets two freebies. Whole person stripped ends it!"