Da-bin, Mine Too! (Branch Point 03)

A hush hung over the living room.

The door to the room stood slightly ajar, teasing my voyeuristic instincts. Oh Han-gu brought his eyes close to the gap.

And there, in his view, was Da-bin, slumped down and masturbating. Her legs spread, her fingers moving ever so slightly between them.

Oh Han-gu rubbed his dry face and blinked hard.

What the hell is this?

His dick throbbing was one thing. But grasping the situation? Not so easy.

Peering slowly through the door crack, Oh Han-gu scanned the room. Opposite the masturbating Da-bin sat Lee Do-yoon. And next to him... was someone else.

Choi Hyun-woo.

Oh Han-gu swallowed hard. An utterly incomprehensible scene.

Da-bin was Do-yoon's girlfriend, so masturbating in front of him made sense. But the problem was Choi Hyun-woo right beside Do-yoon.

Choi Hyun-woo wore a calm expression, as if his presence there was the most natural thing in the world.

Oh Han-gu felt like someone had smacked the back of his head. Stunned, he stood there peeking, racking his brain.

How the hell did this happen...? Do-yoon looks totally fine!

Wait... is that... no way, Do-yoon...?

His thoughts halted at something he'd only seen in manga. Netorase.

Fuck! Do-yoon's into netorase?! There's no other explanation for this shit! Fuck!

Am I screwed? Am I screwed? No way! This is huge! Massive! Jackpot!

If I play nice with Do-yoon, maybe he'll let me have Da-bin too! Even if not, he'll at least let me watch!

Damn... fuck! Lee Do-yoon! You should've said so sooner! I've been crushing on Da-bin forever!

Fuck it! I'm going in!

Overflowing with hot blood and an inexplicable catharsis, Oh Han-gu burst into the room.

Da-bin startled at his entrance. She snapped her legs shut and tugged down her tennis skirt the moment he stepped in.

Do-yoon and Choi Hyun-woo, meanwhile, greeted him calmly. Choi Hyun-woo spoke first, eyeing Oh Han-gu.

"Oh Han-gu. What the hell, barging in like that."

But Oh Han-gu ignored him and went straight to Do-yoon, barely containing his ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠surging conviction.

"Hey, Do-yoon. This is it, right?! Netorase!"

Do-yoon looked at Oh Han-gu. His mouth opened.

"Yeah. It is."

Oh Han-gu burst into the room and asked me point-blank if it was netorase.

I confirmed it.

No need for clumsy excuses. The master of this netorase was me, Da-bin's boyfriend. Choi Hyun-woo and Oh Han-gu were just accomplices for our pleasure.

I'd grant them some leeway for that thrill of betrayal, but the big picture stayed in my hands.

So no beating around the bush—I just admitted it outright.

Up to now, everything had unfolded exactly as Choi Hyun-woo and I planned. Da-bin had probably suspected something, but without the full context, she was flustered. Oh Han-gu, with zero prior info, was even more hyped.

If everything from A to Z was scripted, the betrayal wouldn't hit right. So I kept Da-bin and Oh Han-gu in the dark, introducing variables.

Those variables clicked perfectly, staging the ideal netorase scene.

Just one thing left: Get Da-bin to fuck those two at once, fulfilling the condition to flip netorase points positive.

Clear the penalty, rack up points indulging in netorase, then regress.

I turned to Oh Han-gu, burning with arousal.

"Oh Han-gu. You hard?"

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"I'm going insane!"

"Whoa, whoa—calm down."

Choi Hyun-woo reined him in. Quick on the uptake and sly as ever, he was doing his part.

"Da-bin's still super embarrassed. Sit tight and watch quietly."

"Hah, got it. Thanks for the hookup, Do-yoon!"

Oh Han-gu plopped down beside me, eyes on Da-bin. She was still composing herself, hesitating.

I approached her. Her delicately sculpted eyebrows trembled. She drew in a shaky breath.

I placed a hand on her shoulder, patting gently.

"Da-bin-ah. It's okay."

"Oppa..."

Da-bin bit her lip, gazing at me. Her face mixed excitement, resentment, worry, and affection.

She must've expected Oh Han-gu might join the netorase. Just a matter of timing.

From everything Da-bin had shown so far, she grasped netorase better than I did. But as a woman, new experiences naturally scared and hesitated her.

What I could do? Give her a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠push.

"Da-bin-ah. Guess oppa deserves a scolding, huh?"

She caught my playful tease. Her hesitant eyes shifted.

Da-bin's lips parted.

"Oppa. Pervert."

She hiked up her skirt.

With three men before her, Da-bin started masturbating again. Tennis skirt lifted, fingers rubbing her panties. Her slender digits teased where her clit should be.

Half-lidded eyes, lips lightly bitten. Brain-melting sight.

Oh Han-gu couldn't hold back and whipped out his dick. Bolder than expected. His clueless personality was turning into daring action here.

Worlds apart from that past loop, where he'd endlessly checked my intentions while using a sleeping Da-bin's hand for a handjob.

Back then, his lust was milder, and he hadn't clocked my netorase kink when I proposed it.

But now? He'd burst in convinced I was into it. That tiny shift flipped his behavior.

Fun. First time in netorase, and he's the first to start jerking off boldly.

Choi Hyun-woo followed suit, pulling out his dick and stroking. I wanted to rub one out and cum right then, but I held back for bigger pleasure.

Da-bin watched Oh Han-gu and Choi Hyun-woo jerking off, their cocks exposed like hers. Her actions grew bolder as they joined in.

Her hand sped up. Breathing roughened. Her panties were visibly soaked now.

Her shoulders quivered faintly as she let out a soft exhale.

"Haa..."

Oh Han-gu gawked in awe.

"Whoa—"

"Da-bin's seriously pretty, right?"

Silent till now, Choi Hyun-woo chimed in. Perfect timing. Sensing the heat rising, he tossed in some ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fuel.

"Yeah, insanely pretty! Her thighs are so pale and smooth..."

"Tastes even better than she looks."

"Fuck, Hyun-woo, you've already...?"

"Yeah, a few times."

"Damn, jealous. Do-yoon, can I today?"

"Depends."

I played it cool. Inside, I was losing it, but with Oh Han-gu jumping in, I needed to steer clearly. Too many variables otherwise.

"Do-yoon! I'll be good!"

Whatever "good" meant, his eager obedience felt solid. Yeah, this is why I'd always leaned toward you over Hyun-woo, Han-gu. You even helped me and Da-bin directly.

Sorry I didn't give you the first shot instead. I brushed off his plea nonchalantly to hide my fondness.

Oh Han-gu eyed me cautiously, then turned back to Da-bin.

"Hah, Da-bin's driving me nuts."

"Killing you?"

"Yeah. Pre-cum's already leaking."

"Freak."

Oh Han-gu bragged about the dew on his tip. His energy was unpredictable.

"Hyun-woo, you leaking too?"

"Heh. Been out for a while."

"Da-bin's pussy looks soaked too."

"Curious? Ask her yourself."

Oh Han-gu hesitated, then yelled at Da-bin.

"Da-bin-ah! Lots of juice?"

Like reading from a textbook. His awkwardness and rubber-ball vibe stirred a weird betrayal thrill in me.

"Han... Han-gu oppa, don't ask weird stuff..."

"Panties got darker."

"..."

"Huh? That smell..."

"..."

"Hyun-woo! It's that scent from the restaurant last time!"

"Hey, Oh Han-gu."

Choi Hyun-woo shot him a look. Oh Han-gu finally got it, stopping his teasing and shaking his dick.

Da-bin's face flushed crimson at the smell comment. Oh Han-gu shook harder. His breaths grew ragged.

"Fuck, gonna cum. But holding it."

"You can hold?"

"Gotta. Too good to waste like this."

"Hey. Wanna ask Da-bin for help?"

"Uh... yeah? But... is that cool? Don't I need Do-yoon's okay?"

Oh Han-gu froze mid-stroke, looking at me. I neither confirmed nor denied, glancing at Choi Hyun-woo—handing it off to him.

"Follow me."

Choi Hyun-woo dragged Oh Han-gu in front of Da-bin. Her between their dicks, both fully hard and gripped.

Embarrassing, but theirs were bigger than mine. A violently arousing setup.

Choi Hyun-woo thrust forward.

"Da-bin-ah, pretty please."

Oh Han-gu, fearing he'd miss out, blurted desperately.

"Da, Da-bin-ah. Mine too!"

Da-bin's hands reached for their cocks.