Episode 28: The Fifth Branch Point (Branch Point 01)

I slid my most sensitive body part into the moist, warm space. The slick sounds of precum and saliva teased my peripheral nerves.

Slurp! Squelch!

Right now, Da-bin was giving me a blowjob.

Park Jun-seo's cum was still splattered across her face. Her right hand was coated thickly with the guy's milky load.

She hadn't wiped it off on purpose.

But... that was my will.

After ejaculating, Park Jun-seo had moved to the hotel room next door that he'd booked in advance. It was for our afterplay.

Once he left, Da-bin had tried to wipe the cum from her hand and face, but I'd stopped her.

The perks could boost my stamina or lust, but the sexual barrier etched into my brain from past loops wouldn't fade easily.

In the previous loop, after giving Han Jae-min a handjob, Da-bin had come back with her hands drenched in his cum. Then she'd jerked me off with those same sticky hands.

That act had burned itself into my brain as intense pleasure, and even after regressing, I craved to experience it again.

Maybe I was the one ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠breaking down from all these netorase regressions...

Da-bin sucked my cock with a seductive expression, urging me to cum.

I couldn't hold out anywhere near as long as that Jun-seo bastard.

Spurt! Splurt!

My dick erupted in her hand.

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"Oppa, seriously—!"

"Da... Da-bin! I'm sorry!"

"You're getting punished today, oppa!"

"Ah! Not that!"

After I came from the blowjob, Da-bin finally exploded from holding back.

She... was about to slap my face with her palm right now.

The problem was... her hand was covered in a mix of Park Jun-seo's and my cum.

No matter how much I'd begged for netorase, I didn't want some of that on my face—especially if it might be Jun-seo's.

Absolutely not.

But Da-bin bit her lip hard and swung her hand toward my face.

"Yah! Yah!"

"Da-bin! Oppa was wrong! Forgive me just this once!"

"You need to feel it too!"

Patpatpatpat!

I barely put some distance between us, but she charged at me with quick steps.

I couldn't use full force against Da-bin.

Her palm, slick with unknown cum, closed in on my face.

"Urk!"

The night-blooming flower scent filled my nostrils.

I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the tragedy.

But... her palm stopped right in front of my nose.

I cracked my eyes open cautiously.

Da-bin had pulled back her hand, grabbed a tissue, and was wiping off the cum.

"Oppa! I let you off ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠once!"

"Phew—!"

A sigh of relief escaped me involuntarily. Pure reflex.

"Oppa, really! It was that disgusting?!"

"Haha... Sorry, Da-bin. Guess same-guy cum hits different..."

"You total perv idiot! When you begged me not to wipe off Jun-seo-oppa's and do it anyway! Do you know how tortured I felt with this on my face?!"

"Haha... Da-bin's face was so pretty, oppa must've lost his mind for a sec. Hehe..."

"Ugh! I'm going to wash up!"

Da-bin pouted and headed to the shower. So damn cute.

Honestly, I wanted to pin her to the bed and thrust into her over and over... but considering what she'd been through today, I should hold back.

Still, I wondered if Da-bin had gotten wet today... I really wanted to check...

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After entrusting Da-bin's massage to Park Jun-seo, we resumed our normal daily life.

Of course, I did chew him out for crossing the handjob line we'd set.

He apologized, saying Da-bin was too pretty, he wanted to cum but couldn't produce any, so he had no choice—like the sly fox he is.

Well... I had gotten excited watching him, so it was true.

And with his apology, I decided to let it slide.

Our netorase life with Park Jun-seo paused, and normalcy felt stagnant again.

My pleasure-soaked brain started craving stimulation once more.

As I debated contacting him again, he messaged first.

He'd gotten a new girlfriend and wanted to introduce her—with Da-bin, Choi Hyun-woo, and Oh Han-gu too.

The beach trip planned back when he dated Ye-na had been canceled due to their breakup.

Having unintentionally bailed on the guys, introducing his new girl was the natural next step.

Thus, a new dinner drinking party was set under Jun-seo's lead.

And I... suffering netorase thirst again... ended up asking Da-bin once more.

"Da-bin. For this drinking party, could you wear something revealing?"

"Oppa! Seriously!!!"

Pow! Pow!

I paid the price with her kitten punches.

But she didn't flat-out refuse.

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The low bass throbbed against our skin. Fast beats amped up the Friday night bar vibe.

In this buzzing spot full of chatter, Da-bin and I were meeting Jun-seo's new girlfriend.

Choi Hyun-woo and Oh Han-gu were there too, of course.

Jun-seo's new girl, Se-na, immediately stroked Da-bin's hair and cooed over her cuteness upon introduction.

Being the older one, she seemed even more comfortable with Da-bin.

"Oh my! Da-bin is so cute and pretty!"

Da-bin looked like a cowed puppy as Se-na ruffled her hair relentlessly.

"Da-bin's boyfriend is Do-yoon-oppa, right?"

"Yeah."

"Whoa—your friends must be so jealous, Do-yoon-oppa! Our Da-bin's cute, and her figure's amazing too!"

Da-bin had worn the cleavage-and-thigh-baring outfit per my request—perfect prey for Se-na's bold personality.

Choi Hyun-woo upped the energy to match her, proposing a toast.

"Alright! Cheers to our alpha male Jun-seo's new girlfriend, Se-na! Glasses up!"

"Yeah yeah! With two beauties here, we can't slack!"

Oh Han-gu chimed in with his offbeat flair. The duo was as ever.

Otaku calling her a "beauty" was kinda funny, though.

Da-bin burst out laughing too.

"Pfft!"

"Cheers!"

The vibe was already draining— we started passing drinks around.

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College buddies with stories piled up from not meeting in ages.

Jun-seo's high-energy new girlfriend.

Friday night buzz.

All of it led to heavy drinking.

Perfect time for a break. I headed to the bathroom with Choi Hyun-woo.

Oh Han-gu was already there, forehead against the wall above the urinal, sighing deeply.

"Haa—tough."

"Drunk?"

"Kinda?"

Three guys meeting in the bathroom, sans Jun-seo. Bodies buzzing with booze.

Words we'd bottled up spilled out naturally.

Oh Han-gu, forehead to the wall, sighed again and spoke.

"Hoo— you guys felt it too, right?"

"What?"

"Jun-seo's girlfriend."

"She's pretty?"

"Nah, Da-bin's prettier."

"Then what?"

"Doesn't she remind you of Ye-na?"

They'd sensed it too.

Se-na, whom Jun-seo brought today, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠resembled his ex Ye-na in looks, personality, vibe.

"Not just me, huh?"

"Guy's got consistent taste. Jun-seo bastard."

"He was probably serious about Ye-na."

Choi Hyun-woo's insight cut deep. He played the fool usually but nailed it sometimes.

"Dunno why they broke up?"

"Nope."

"Me neither."

"Yeah, whatever. Girls line up for him anyway. He'll handle it. Already got a new one."

Choi Hyun-woo shook off his dick after pissing, zipped up, and approached me.

"Hey. Even with girls lining up, Da-bin's the prettiest. Fuck, jealous bastard."

"Crazy Hyun-woo. You always teased her about her tits."

"Did I missee? That cleavage outfit makes 'em look even bigger. Right, Do-yoon?"

"Don't push it."

"Sorry sorry. But they keep drawing my eyes. Right, Han-gu?"

"Kinda awkward saying it in front of Do-yoon. But yeah, can't help it. Booze makes it worse, Do-yoon."

"Sigh. You guys never change."

"Invite me ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as a guest stud sometime when you're bored, Do-yoon."

"Fucking psycho."

I twisted the arm of Choi Hyun-woo, who joked about being an invitee.

Not serious, but not fully joking either.

He always spouted lewd shit like this, so I'd gotten used to it.

"Aaa! Do-yoon! Sorry! I surrender! Suwwendew!"

Choi Hyun-woo bastard.

But his forearm felt thicker than before. Working out?

Then, amid it all, branch point creation text shimmered into view.

As if dragging me deeper into the netorase loop...

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The long-overdue drinking session ended with one promise.

Jun-seo and Se-na. Me and Da-bin.

The two couples would head to the beach together.

Replacing the canceled trip with Ye-na.