Defeat, Humiliation (3)
"Whoa, hyung, you're really bad at this? Time to strip now, huh?"
He'd failed three times in a row, like he was messing with me on purpose.
"Here, have a drink first~ Then take it off."
"F-For real? Strip?"
"It's the game rules, duh!"
Hyeonwoo shrugged like I was asking something stupid. Seoyeoni stared at me with a slightly dazed look on her face.
"It would've been nice if Seoyeoni had lost—we'd get a good view. Oh well, can't be helped."
"…"
He shook the shot glass, like he was urging me to drink up and get naked already. I wished he'd let it slide, but Hyeonwoo didn't seem like the type. No way he'd back down.
I had no idea what the hell I was doing. I downed the shot and stripped off my pajamas with trembling hands.
"Oho~ Baby dick's out. Seoyeoni, check it out. Baby dick!"
"Oppa…! D-Don't say it like that…!"
It was way more humiliating than I'd imagined. Their eyes were locked on me—of course. Not on me, exactly, but on my dick. My completely shriveled-up little thing. It poked out tiny and pathetic, dangling like a sad little worm.
I wished I could just own it, like go ahead, look all you want, but I couldn't. The shame made me keep trying to cover it, which only made it look even weirder.
"Hey, no covering up."
"N-No, I…"
"Damn, it's really small, huh? Not even this tiny before. Big difference from when it's hard?"
Hyeonwoo stared at my puny dick like it was some fascinating curiosity. Seoyeoni blushed, looking mortified. My chest pounded with brutal humiliation. I had no clue what to do, but they kept staring at my dick. Feeling their gazes made all my nerves zero in down there.
"Ooh~ What's this, it's growing!"
"O-Oppa…?"
Like a lie, my dick started swelling up. Hyeonwoo even pointed at it like he'd found a fun new toy. Seoyeoni looked flustered. I was putting on a live show of getting hard. The added shame made me try to will it down, but no dice. The more humiliated I felt, the harder it got.
"Urk."
Soon it was throbbing so hard it tugged at my gut. Fully swollen, twitching on its own like crazy. I had no fucking idea why it was erect. It was just pure shame—why the hell was I excited? What did humiliation have to do with arousal…?
"Whoa~ Hyung, you're something else. Doesn't get like that with Seoyeoni."
Seoyeoni, who'd been staring blankly in shock, flinched.
"Doesn't it piss you off? Give that dick a flick."
"Huh…?"
"Hyung's got a masochist streak—that's why. Hit it, he'll love it."
Hyeonwoo was spouting total nonsense out of nowhere.
"Hey… what the hell are you…?"
"It's true~ Netorare and masochist."
I could maybe admit the netorare part, but what was this weird extra label? Masochist? Total bullshit. I wasn't a masochist. Nothing like that.
"What the fuck are you saying…?"
"Haha, look at hyung's face. Peak masochist male."
My erect dick twitched again in embarrassment. I'd tried to stay still, but no luck.
"Fuck… I'm not like that!"
"Whoa, cursing again. Keep swearing at me?"
I'd just heard way worse than a curse word, but he growled at my single "fuck." It wasn't even direct, but still. I shrank back a bit.
"N-No… that wasn't cursing, you keep saying shit that isn't…"
"Isn't what."
"What…?"
"Wipe the tip at least. It's gonna drip."
Hyeonwoo smirked and nodded at my dick. Without realizing, precum had beaded up. Blushing hard, I wiped it off with a pathetic motion.
I had no clue why my body was doing this.
"Why get all pissy when you're having fun~?"
"…"
"It's your penalty, so stay like that. Cool?"
I clenched my fists, trembling, when Seoyeoni suddenly cut in.
"Wh-What's a masochist…?"
"Hm?"
"You called oppa a masochist just now… what's that mean…?"
Hyeonwoo and I both turned to her, and she flinched a little.
"You don't know masochist? Masochist."
"Huh? Maso…chist…?"
"Yeah."
Seoyeoni shook her head like she had zero clue. Hyeonwoo grinned at her cutely.
"Kinda like you, Seoyeoni."
"L-Like me…?"
"Yeah. You're a masochist too. Huh, masochist couple?"
"No, wait, what even is it… Oppa, that's a bad thing, right??"
He smiled at Seoyeoni, then glanced between us as he poured drinks.
"Drink up. Hyung, you too."
"Huh? I-I'm not big on soju…"
"Finish this, and I'll show you what masochist means. More like netomaso, though?"
Hyeonwoo said something ominous all of a sudden.
"Jenga's done—truth game next. Seoyeoni, just answer honestly."
"Uh…"
"Let's see how hyung reacts."
He asked questions whose answers we all knew. Hyeonwoo, Seoyeoni, me. Seoyeoni kept glancing at me, unable to answer. Seeing her like that filled me with defeat. Inferiority and a crushing sense of loss toward Hyeonwoo gripped me.
Hyeonwoo kept hurling those brutal questions.
"No comment's not bad, but I'll make this one easier."
"N-No… it's not no comment…"
"Whose dick gets bigger?"
Seoyeoni flinched and glanced at me again. Definitely easier than "who's better at sex" or "whose dick feels better."
Hyeonwoo waited silently. After hesitating, Seoyeoni spoke in a trembling voice.
"Oppa…"
"Haha, both are oppa. Which oppa?"
"…Hyeonwoo oppa."
My dick twitched, more precum leaking out. I'd given up wiping—it kept dripping anyway. It throbbed like it might cum any second. Seeing me like that, Seoyeoni trembled.
"Who makes you feel it more during sex?"
"…I-I feel it a lot with oppa too!"
"More."
Seoyeoni couldn't answer, hesitating, so Hyeonwoo chuckled softly.
"Answer right away."
"…"
"Who makes you feel it more?"
"…Hyeonwoo oppa."
"Who eats pussy better?"
"Ah…"
"Right away! Who~?"
"Hyeonwoo oppa…"
Seoyeoni hung her head as she answered.
"Whose Seoyeoni's master?"
"O-Oppa!! Seriously!!"
"Haha, sorry. Pass~ Whose dick is smaller?"
"Eek… W-We did that already…!"
"Did we? Wasn't it 'whose is bigger'?"
Seoyeoni clenched her fists tight and glanced at my dick.
"Minjun oppa…"
"Call Minjun hyung your boyfriend. Keep calling me oppa."
"N-No…"
She hesitated, then nodded faintly.
"Okay, keep going. Watch Minjun hyung's reactions~"
He treated me like I wasn't even there—like an object, a sideshow. Right in front of me.
"Whose is the baby dick?"
"Ah…"
"Answer quick."
"…Boyfriend."
"Who cums less? The dribbler."
"Boyfriend… but it's not a dribble…!"
"Haha, got it. Whose dick is harder?"
"…Oppa. N-No, wait! Oppa is hard too!"
"Boyfriend?"
"Eek… Y-Yeah, boyfriend…"
Seoyeoni tried defending me. Since I was listening, she wanted to soften it, but that hurt even more. Even "boyfriend" stung. It felt distant somehow.
"Big dick or small dick—which is better?"
"Huh…? Wh-What…"
"Just what it sounds like. Big dick, small dick."
"Sm-Small dick… I like small better…"
"Oho~ Really?"
Seoyeoni mumbled it with a flushed face. She couldn't lie. Not this time either.
"Sex right now—who with?"
"Ob-Obviously oppa… Ah! No no! M-My boyfriend!!"
Seoyeoni waved her hands in panic.
"Oppa…! I meant you like you said…!! S-So boyfriend! Oppa!"
"Haha, no need to explain—hyung gets it. Of course you wanna fuck your boyfriend!"
My head spun. No pleasure, no pride. Just pathetic arousal in this dizzy mess.
"Good~ Height—who's shorter?"
"Huh?? Height?"
"Don't know heights?"
"N-No… Hyeonwoo oppa is taller…"
"The shorter one~"
"Boyfriend…"
Seoyeoni answered blankly. I felt just as numb. I knew I couldn't win on sex. But it wasn't just that. Seoyeoni seemed to realize it too.
"Better body?"
"Oppa…"
"More money?"
"Oppa…"
"More girls?"
"Oppa…"
"Better looking?"
"……Boyfriend."
"Hm~ Taste difference."
Hyeonwoo glanced at me and smirked. My dick throbbed pathetically. Crushing defeat washed over me. Just listening fueled my inferiority. Did I have anything over Hyeonwoo? I realized anew—I was inferior in every damn way.
If my dick would just go down, maybe it'd be bearable. No reason to be hard, but here I was. Reminding Seoyeoni of my flaws. Crushing my pride. Shaving away what little self-esteem I had—yet my dick stood rigid, leaking precum like a loser.
Hyeonwoo's words echoed: netomaso. No way. No creepy masochist kink. Netorare and masochist… worst boyfriend ever.
"Good, let's see~ Anything?"
"Huh…?"
"Nah, hmm…"
Hyeonwoo, who'd been firing questions, paused to think.
"Ah! Better at games?"
"Games…?"
"Haha, not Jenga—PC games!"
"Ah…"
He'd seemed to be thinking of something I beat him at. After ages, it was just games. Pathetic and miserable.
"M-My boyfriend…"
Honestly, nothing came to my mind either. That made it worse.
"How's boyfriend look right now?"
"…"
"Pissed or turned on? Looks turned on to me."
Seoyeoni and Hyeonwoo's eyes fixed on me. My dick throbbed on my pathetic, dumb face.