YES (Branch Point 02)
[2nd Loop Regression - Branch Point 02 Applied]
Netorase Points: 1
Branch Point 01: Got caught by girlfriend Im Da-bin reading netorase manga. (Regression cost: 5 points)
Branch Point 02: Friends got erections seeing girlfriend Im Da-bin in a swimsuit. (Regression cost: 6 points)
“Kyaa!”
Da-bin, who had just finished having sex with me and was heading to the shower, let out a scream. I bolted toward her right away—and saw something I shouldn’t have.
Han Jae-min was standing in front of the bedroom door with his dick out. He must have been jerking off while eavesdropping on Da-bin and me fucking.
His cock was rock-hard. For a short guy, his dick was on the bigger side. Precum was already beading on the tip like morning dew. He yanked his hand away from his shaft and stammered,
“S-s... sorry!”
He apologized to me and Da-bin while hurriedly pulling up his panties. Da-bin froze in place, her body rigid.
Right now, I was the calmest one here. I took a moment to sort my thoughts.
From a guy’s perspective... it was understandable. Jae-min hadn’t exactly peeked on us having sex. He’d just listened in. How many men could hear Da-bin’s moans and not stroke themselves?
If I heard her moaning while fucking another guy, I’d jerk off too.
??? I’d been trying to suppress thoughts of netorase... but even now, I was imagining Da-bin having sex with another man. I was such a scumbag.
I couldn’t help it. My dick, drained from multiple orgasms, was getting hard again. It felt like withdrawal symptoms from the awakening agent I’d forgotten about. Thoughts of the buried branch point bubbled up.
If I could just earn some netorase points... I could regress.
After apologizing, Jae-min fled into his room. Da-bin came back to the bedroom without showering, tense as hell. I wrapped her body in the blanket and patted her soothingly.
“Da-bin, you got scared, huh?”
“U-uh... yeah...”
She stared at me with wide, startled eyes, wrapped in the blanket like a little squirrel. So damn cute.
“Don’t overthink it. Honestly, it’s my fault...”
“Oppa’s fault?”
“Yeah! I knew Jae-min was home and still fucked you.”
“B-but why’s that oppa’s fault—?”
“I should’ve held back, but I couldn’t. My bad!”
“Hiiing... it’s not just oppa’s fault...”
She comforted me as I pretended to blame myself, hugging me tight with a little sniffle. Even after that fiasco, she was acting all cute. Who else could pull that off? That’s why I couldn’t help loving her.
“Haha, well, if you weren’t so gorgeous, I could’ve held back... It’s kinda your fault too!”
“Wh-what’s that supposed to mean!”
“You keep turning me on, so I couldn’t hold back.”
“Lame excuse!”
Smack! Smack! She pounded my shoulder with her palms. It stung, but it was adorable.
My plan to defuse the sudden crisis seemed to be working. She was responding, comforting me, even playing around. She’d probably relaxed a bit by now.
Time for the main topic. I spoke to her in a slightly serious tone.
“Da-bin...”
“Hm?”
“Don’t think badly of Jae-min.”
“Okay...”
“Like I said, it’s mostly my fault. And Jae-min’s at that age—full of curiosity and hormones...”
“Yeah. I’ll understand, oppa.”
“But Da-bin...”
“Hm?”
“Guys... once the trigger’s pulled, they kinda need release.”
“...”
She must’ve caught on to what I was getting at—her expression turned serious.
“If it builds up without release, it’s bad for the body...”
“O-oppa...”
She’d figured it out by now. My netorase kink was stirring again.
“So...”
Her throat bobbed as she anticipated my next words.
“Can you... help Jae-min finish what he started?”
In the end, I’d asked her to do netorase for him.
Da-bin thought, Here it comes.
“Can you... help Jae-min finish what he started?”
Her boyfriend Do-yoon was asking her to give Han Jae-min a handjob.
Han Jae-min was the part-timer at the same cafe. A kid way younger than her, small and brotherly.
Yet Do-yoon wanted her to do something sexual with him. An unreasonable request by normal standards.
But she wasn’t fazed. Not since she’d caught him reading netorase manga on his computer... since he’d confessed his netorase kink... since he’d asked her to wear revealing clothes on their beach trip.
She’d known this might happen someday.
She’d even consulted her friend, thinking maybe she was overthinking. Her confidante was Ye-na, who’d dated more guys and had way more experience.
Da-bin had hoped for a positive take, even knowing it was weird—because it was her Do-yoon.
But Ye-na’s response was unexpected.
“That’s how it always starts! Hey, Im Dda! Wake up! Once you give in once, it never ends!”
Even the sexually open Ye-na thinks oppa’s kink is beyond normal...
Hearing that changed Da-bin’s mind about drawing a line.
“Thanks for the straight talk, Ye-na. I already told Do-yoon oppa I’d wear revealing clothes... but if he pushes further, I’ll stop him.”
That’s what she’d thought then.
But she wasn’t the same anymore. Do-yoon had changed a lot since confessing his netorase fetish.
He used to get shy at the slightest sexual hint. Now, he’d pounce the second he saw her, horny as hell.
And when she gave in, he made love to her like crazy—licking her all over, pounding till his back might break.
In that new sex, Da-bin felt her first real orgasm. It opened a new world.
She loved living with him now. She didn’t want to ruin it. And she wanted to give him even more joy in return.
She’d already decided. If he asked for netorase outright... she wouldn’t hesitate.
But saying it out loud was hard.
It’s embarrassing...
Oppa’s already rock-hard with anticipation...
Hiiing... I want to do it for oppa, but how do I say it...?
As she hesitated, Do-yoon seemed to read her mind. He held out the couple’s pillow with “YES” written on it—the one they’d put in the bedroom when they started living together.
“Da-bin, if it’s embarrassing, use this to tell me.”
So considerate. She found it cute too.
She flipped the pillow to the front side.
The word on it:
YES.
Jae-min fled to his room.
Do-yoon and Da-bin had been kind enough to let him stay here, and he hated himself for the mistake.
Why did I...
They’ve been so good to me... and I...
Shame burned so hot he couldn’t lift his head. His room was empty, but he still felt like trash.
If he hadn’t left his phone charger at the cafe that day... would he have acted on impulse like this? Who knows.
He’d always lived diligently, but maybe because the voyeur target was Da-bin... he’d pulled down his pants and jerked off in front of their door without thinking.
Looking at his still-hard dick, he berated himself.
You psycho...
Feel the shame... you idiot...
He started packing his bags. He’d leave now. Quit the cafe part-time tomorrow too. That’d be his final apology.
He stuffed his clothes and laptop into the carrier bag one by one.
Didn’t bring much...
Seeing how little he had made him feel even more pathetic.
“Sigh—”
As he sighed and reached for the last items, someone knocked.
Knock knock!
“Jae-min.”
A soft voice came from outside the door.