#65 Connection (4)
After parking and stepping into the house, I got a text from Borja Navas saying he'd arrived at the AD Alcorcon clubhouse.
I couldn't help but wonder if he'd spout that ridiculous line even to him.
I checked the time after seeing Yuko's messages. It was about time for dinner.
An event, huh? I had to admit, I was a little intrigued. I chuckled softly, pocketed my phone, glanced around the house, and grabbed the vacuum.
I cleaned once a day, so it wasn't dirty, but since it had been a while since Yuko came over, I figured I should tidy up extra.
After vacuuming the floor, I gave the bed sheets a quick shake. Just as I finished, the doorbell rang pleasantly.
"Kept you waiting?"
Yuko beamed a fresh smile, holding bags of packed sushi and ramen.
"Right on time."
"Good thing. What were you up to?"
"Cleaning. Nothing major."
"Oh? For me?"
"...Yeah."
Yuko grinned bashfully, set down her big backpack, and headed to the table with the food.
"Wash your hands first."
"Ah! Forgot."
Sticking out her tongue playfully, Yuko dashed to the bathroom. I watched her go with a small smirk, pulled out chopsticks, and unpacked the sushi and ramen.
It had been ages since I'd seen Yuko. I'd been busy with season prep, and she'd said she had exams to study for until school started.
"Let's eat!"
She must've been starving—Yuko stuffed a huge bite of sushi into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out adorably as she chewed.
Worried I'd make her self-conscious if I stared, I looked away and focused on eating.
Halfway through the sushi, Yuko's chopsticks slowed. She glanced at me casually.
"What'd you do today?"
"Gym, then a quick stop at the club office."
"Club office? Why?"
I gave her the short version of what happened. No point hiding it—she wouldn't blab, and I had nowhere else to vent anyway.
"You're not a starter here?"
"Nah, I am."
"Backup means... bench player, right?"
"Yeah."
"They have no idea what you've got. Idiots."
Yuko waved her chopsticks in the air.
"My dad said men are animals loyal to those who recognize them. Well, 'animals' sounds off, but..."
"No, spot on."
I chuckled, and she laughed with me.
"So no Getafe transfer then?"
The question hit hard, but I didn't flinch.
"Probably not? Unless the offer changes..."
I wasn't scared of competing for a spot. But for a mid-table club or worse? No thanks to that treatment.
"You? Studying wearing you out?"
"Ugh, it's killing me."
Her face soured at the mention, so I dropped it. She probably didn't want to think about studying right now.
After dinner, Yuko rummaged in her bag and pulled out some pills, swallowing them with water.
"You sick?"
"Huh? Oh... this? Not sick."
"Then what?"
"Hmm... secret! Hehe."
Grinning mischievously, she got up and headed to the sofa. I was concerned but wouldn't pry if she didn't want to share.
We sat side by side and watched a movie about a violinist. Honestly, it sucked.
Yuko seemed disappointed too—we chatted about random nonsense unrelated to the plot.
Our eyes met often up close, and by the movie's end, we were making out hot and heavy on the sofa, tongues entwined.
My phone buzzed with notifications, but who cared?
It had been so long since I'd kissed her, touched a woman's skin—my brain was pure sex.
My breathing grew ragged, my cock swelling and throbbing.
I scooped Yuko up and carried her to the bed, stripping off everything for hotter caresses.
How much time passed? When I snapped to, her lips were on my fully hard cock.
Slurp, slurp—!
She was more passionate than usual, the wet sounds making my body twitch.
Guess she'd been starving too. One blowjob and I was already close...
"...Hngh."
I slipped a finger into her pussy. Soaking wet—it slid in easy.
"Already drenched?"
"...Feels good."
Two fingers felt tight, but rubbing her clit loosened her up.
"Ah! Aaah!"
Pressing the upper wall made her quiver. Her suction on my cock intensified.
No more foreplay needed—I reached for a condom from the drawer.
Suddenly, Yuko grabbed my wrist.
"No condom tonight."
Raw? Must be right after her period. Tempting—it'd been forever.
But I shook my head. Raw no-go was my rule.
Post-period lowers odds, but two guys I knew got someone pregnant banking on that.
Pleasure's great, but not with fatherhood's weight.
"No. Condom's right. Better for you too."
I was firm, but she held tight, smiling.
"Remember my event?"
"...Yeah?"
"Curious about those pills?"
My eyes widened.
"Wait. No way...?"
"Yup. Birth control. Been on it over a week."
"Wha—why bother...?"
"Hospital for cycle control 'cause of exams. Nothing else."
"Ah...!"
Relief hit. My hand drifted from the drawer; she smiled and flopped back on the bed.
Grabbing her ass cheeks, she spread wide.
"Cum inside tonight."
"...!"
My reason snapped.
Back in my small fry days, one sex boast was ejaculation control.
At peak, decide to cum—it erupts. Hold back to prolong? Easy to last.
Usually 20-30 minutes of pounding before release. Even post-upgrade, perfect timing for both.
But tonight.
Squelch, squelch—!
Five minutes in, I felt the edge. Couldn't hold.
Exaggerating a bit... her pussy's textured walls gripped vividly.
No rubber—raw sensation wrapping my cock.
I went slow, savoring ins and outs instead of hard pistons.
Yuko felt it more too—her moans filthier than ever.
...Danger zone.
"Gonna... cum..."
"Yeah... inside... fill me up...!"
Thwack, thwack, thwack—!
First hard thrusts.
"Haaaaang!"
Her scream peaked as...
"Urgh!"
Spurt, spurt—!
I unloaded everything pent up deep inside. Semen splashed walls, refluxing back.
Doggy-style, gripping her ass hard, I milked every drop and exhaled.
"Huuuuh..."
Slowly pulled out—pssh, pssh—cum dribbled out.
Instead of post-nut clarity, conquest and satisfaction surged.
But unease too.
...Can't get hooked on this.
"Good?"
She rolled over, smiling sweetly. I nodded.
My extra bliss showed—she looked proud.
Slurp, slurp—
As she cleaned my softening cock with her mouth...
Ding-ding—!
Notifications pierced my ears.
Yuko finished and looked up.
"Keeps buzzing... check it?"
"Yeah, guess so."
Probably Borja. Grabbed my phone casually.
Then blinked.
"Hm?"
Not just him—my inbox overflowed.
The latest? Unexpectedly from Kim Min-seok.
I stared, eyes bulging.
...Already leaked?