Defeat, Humiliation (4)
"Ugh, mmph…!"
"Oppa…? You okay?"
"Looks like he's gonna puke. Just leave him be since he says he's fine."
With my head bowed low, just trembling there, Hyeonwoo—who'd been pushing drinks on me—spoke up. I wasn't even eating properly, just taking whatever booze he handed me and chugging it down, so of course the nausea hit hard.
Seoyeoni reached out worriedly, but I waved her hand away and bolted to the bathroom.
"Urk, uurrgh…"
I heaved everything into the toilet, then splashed water on my face. My flushed-red face and bloodshot eyes stared back from the mirror.
Hyeonwoo's question, Seoyeoni's answer—they'd utterly crushed me with defeat. I was half-ready to give up on sending Hyeonwoo home. What the hell did I even want? In this pathetic state, what could I possibly want?
Sitting next to the two of them, what was I even hoping for?
"Hoo…"
I rinsed my mouth and let out a deep sigh. Truth be told, I knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted to watch. I wanted to see that side of Seoyeoni again—the one I could never draw out with my inferior self. This disgusting excitement, this thing I secretly craved… I was desperately trying to shove it down and ignore it.
Today was supposed to be a day for me and Seoyeoni. Even if I'd already ruined it, that was the plan. I didn't want this repulsive perversion to become our everyday. Of course there had to be days just for me, just for the two of us.
I swore to myself over and over. Today, at least, I really won't…
"Ah…"
That resolve blurred into haze in an instant. When I came out of the bathroom, Seoyeoni had moved to sit right next to Hyeonwoo. He was wearing nothing but his droopy boxer briefs. His hand was shoved into her loose clothes, groping away freely as he turned to look at me.
"Oh, you feeling better?"
"Mmm…"
"Come sit. You puked, but your dick's still hard?"
Clutching my pounding chest, I knelt down on my knees across from them. Seoyeoni avoided my eyes, while Hyeonwoo's cock bulged thickly under his panties. That thick, massive silhouette choked the breath out of me.
"How long's it been? Aren't you due to cum soon? Bad for your prostate, they say. Wouldn't want something going wrong."
"Ah… I…"
"Cum quick."
As I hesitated with a how? hanging unspoken, Hyeonwoo tossed out a line.
"But… mind if I go first?"
"First? What do you—"
"I wanna do it too. Was really trying not to, but the booze makes me horny again."
Seoyeoni and I both flinched. She grabbed Hyeonwoo's hand, shaking her head furiously.
"Ah, no…!"
"Haha, no? What about you, hyung?"
I had no idea what to say. One thing was clear: I was pathetically swelling with anticipation. It didn't feel bad. I could watch Hyeonwoo and Seoyeoni, then have my turn after. Even the idea of him going before me felt kinda good. Seoyeoni gazed at me with pleading eyes. Please don't, they begged. I remembered that morning—her throwing herself into my arms, promising we'd spend the whole day together.
"Oh, today it's really just with oppa… tomorrow! We can do it tomorrow…"
Seoyeoni promised him tomorrow like she was begging, shooting me a look that screamed for backup.
"Yeah, got it. Just checking what hyung thinks."
But… what did it even matter if today was off-limits? A question bubbled up amid the sick anticipation. It wasn't that big a difference. Today wasn't anything special. Seoyeoni would understand, I figured. She was doing it for me, after all. We'd still do it together anyway.
"I-it's… fine…"
I bowed my head, dodging her eyes. Contrary to my expectations that she'd get it, shock flooded Seoyeoni's face.
"Hyung says it's okay?"
"Ah… y-you haven't let me watch lately…? You've been leaving me out, just the two of you…"
"Haha, feeling left out, huh? You wanna watch your girlfriend fuck that bad?"
I tacked it on quick, but her shocked expression didn't budge. She looked disappointed in me, too.
"Gotta invite you over more often from now on~"
"…"
"You can do that, right, Seoyeoni?"
Her face, filled with shock and disappointment, went blank. Expressionless. She gave a tiny nod of resignation, not even glancing my way.
"Ah…"
My chest sank with the feeling I'd made a huge mistake—but it was already forgotten. My eyes were stolen by the massive cock that suddenly sprang out. Seoyeoni's too. My heart thumped at that imposing presence. We just stared blankly. With eyes full of jealousy and envy.
It was rude even to compare. Shape, size—Hyeonwoo was vastly superior. Even the color made his look prettier. It contrasted with my pathetic, dark, dingy dick. Same species of male, but this felt wrong.
Now both Hyeonwoo and I were naked, but our postures differed too. I hunched servilely, while he wore a relaxed smile brimming with confidence. I looked like a loser; he looked like a man. Anyone would think so. This was peak alpha male versus inferior beta—side by side.
"Alright, Seoyeoni, come here."
"Ah…"
Hyeonwoo yanked down Seoyeoni's panties. She looked somewhat resigned. She hesitated just a moment before lifting her hips to help him slide them off.
A tingling excitement mixed with regret. Yeah, there was regret. But if I had to pick which was bigger… excitement won by a mile. It swallowed the regret whole.
"What's wrong? You look upset."
"…"
"Mad?"
Seoyeoni stayed expressionless, but Hyeonwoo said something weird.
"Am I being too selfish? Haha, maybe I am. Didn't think it'd turn out like this."
"…"
He patted her, and suddenly she looked like she might cry. I couldn't read it. She'd been blank, not even angry, but his few words turned her face to misery.
"Should we not?"
"…No. I want to."
She swallowed her tears, clenched her fists. She started to look my way but turned instead, leaning on Hyeonwoo's shoulder. Deliberately avoiding me.
"Ah~ so it's not me, huh?"
"…"
"Yeah, if I were Seoyeoni, I'd feel the same."
What did that mean…? His words and actions were cryptic, but he soothed her like he knew everything.
"Must be tough with a boyfriend like that."
"…"
"Wanna vent some anger? Snap him out of it. Not sure if that'll work, though."
Hyeonwoo beckoned me. With a dumb look, I shuffled over like an idiot, dick flopping.
"Hit him once."
"Huh…? Ah, no, that's…"
"Might wake him up? Though he'll probably love it more."
He smirked at my blank stare.
"Like this~"
"Urk!!"
"Kyaa…! O-oppa!"
Hyeonwoo grabbed Seoyeoni's wrist and swung hard. The sudden pain nearly buckled me. Seoyeoni panicked, flustered.
"Oppa, you okay…?"
"I'm fine, fine. Hyung, grab your dick and lift it up."
Hyeonwoo answered for me. The throbbing pain in my wrist twisted into something weird. With trembling hands, I gripped my cock and lifted it toward my belly.
"Seoyeoni, palm out~"
"Ah, no, gently… guys hurt there…"
"Told you it's fine. Like slapping his face."
"Guhk…??"
This time, my balls. Her hand swung with a sharp smack, her eyes wide like a startled rabbit.
"Th-that was too hard…! Uu, oppa, what do we do… I-I didn't mean to hit that hard…"
"It's good, he'll snap out of it now. Hyung, go grab a condom."
"Kuh, h-heu… Y-yeah…"
"See? Told you he's fine. He's panting like that even after. You can hit harder."
I turned away amid Hyeonwoo's mocking laugh. My lower belly throbbed so bad I could barely breathe. Stumbling, crawling almost, I reached the drawer and fetched a condom.
"Ah…"
Seoyeoni was straddling Hyeonwoo, nestled against him. Legs spread wide, pussy parted, right in front of his cock. I hesitated between them and handed it to her. She took it, scanning my face worriedly. The pain wouldn't fade. I slumped down beside them.
"O-oppa… you okay? Sorryㅎ…"
"Told you it's fine. Now, put it on."
"…"
"He wants to watch, so show him quick."
After hesitating, Seoyeoni fumblingly gripped his cock. Sorry-faced toward me, but doing her duty. She tore the wrapper, checked the orientation, twisted the tip to squeeze out air. Panting through the agony, I drank in every detail. Soon, with skilled fingers, she stroked his shaft and positioned the condom on his glans.
"Ah…"
Seoyeoni looked up at Hyeonwoo, stunned. No way it'd fit—not even the head.
"What, it doesn't fit. It's hyung's size, duh."
He crumpled it and tossed it aside. I was stunned too. Then what? Should I run out and buy some…?
"Let's just do it raw?"
"What…?"
"Won't cum inside, don't worry."
Hyeonwoo spouted nonsense.
"No, seriously, no creampie. No condom anyway, so just the tip."
"Just the tip…?"
"Raw for 10 minutes. Nah, 5 minutes. How's that?"
"…"
Absurd, but I was tempted. Shouldn't even consider trying, but his promise not to cum shook me. Even him asking my permission after bulldozing everything shook me. "Just the tip," "5 minutes"—down from 10—it all made me waver. I wasn't right in the head. Debating if exactly 5 minutes was okay made me the crazy one.
"…"
I wished Seoyeoni would speak up for my deranged ass, but she said nothing. Unlike last time when she'd grabbed the condom first, she just hung her head. Even hearing "raw" and staying silent.
"Then 3 minutes? No need to think about 3 minutes. Right?"