Semen Lotion (4)
The morning passed in a blur of being squeezed and squeezed again until, before I knew it, lunchtime had arrived.
I used to have a few friends I’d eat with, but as I mentioned earlier, every male student except me had completely vanished. So I ended up eating alone in miserable solitude.
I stood awkwardly in line, sandwiched between clusters of girls who were chattering and laughing at the top of their lungs.
‘…Whatever, I can just take my time with the food…’
That was when Hyun-ah appeared from a distance, hands shoved in her pockets, walking with that signature cocky swagger of hers.
Her mere presence was enough to intimidate every girl around her.
As for me, the trauma of having my semen milked out of me all morning came rushing back, and my body instinctively shrank in on itself.
‘…Ugh… Please, just let me get through lunch in peace…’
But my hopes were shattered the moment she cut straight through the line and planted herself boldly in front of me.
My eyes widened in shock.
“Hey…! I was standing here, why are you—”
Before I could finish, Hyun-ah shot me a terrifying glare and braced one hand against the wall. I immediately shut my mouth.
Hyun-ah was unusually tall for a girl—taller than me. I’d guess around 174 centimeters.
There’s nothing quite as humiliating as being looked down on by a girl.
Of course, it didn’t help that I had a short, shota-like build even among guys.
As I stood there with my shoulders hunched and spirit crushed, Hyun-ah let out a mocking little laugh, slung an arm around my neck, and drawled,
“…Hey, my friends are gonna come over in a bit, that cool? Yeah? That’s what I thought. My desk buddy’s such a good boy~ Hehe.”
“Oh, right. By the way, Hyeon-sol was looking for you. Her lips get chapped all the time, so she says she absolutely has to apply some before eating.”
“W-what…?”
I flinched and stammered.
Right on cue, two delinquent-looking girls appeared behind me, glancing around. Hyun-ah waved at them with a bright voice.
“Hey! Over here! Our spot’s right here!”
The two girls who spotted her strode forward with the exact same shameless confidence and cut in line right in front of me.
Their sheer audacity left me speechless.
‘…What the hell kind of thug bitches are these…’
The two delinquents standing beside Hyun-ah were Park Hae-min and Lee Hyeon-sol. Both were quite pretty in their own way, even if they didn’t quite match Hyun-ah’s level.
Hae-min was a tall, slender girl with long straight black hair.
Hyeon-sol was a short girl with dyed purple hair and multiple ear piercings.
They were both infamous for having terrible personalities, but since we basically lived in completely different worlds, I’d never once spoken to them or even crossed paths.
At least, not until now.
The purple-haired Hyeon-sol poked me repeatedly with her fingertip. When I turned to look at her with a nervous expression, she grinned and pointed at her own lips.
Then, in that nasal, whiny voice of hers, she said,
“…Hey. My lips are chapped.”
“S-so what…?”
I grumbled timidly. Her face instantly twisted into something vicious.
“So what? The fuck do you mean ‘so what,’ you little shit? Hurry up and cough up some semen. You gave it to Hyun-ah just fine earlier. What, you’re not gonna give it to me?”
She thrust her hand out imperiously as if demanding it right then and there. I panicked and started fidgeting.
“U-uhh…”
As I stood there hesitating, Hyun-ah folded her arms, scrolled through Instagram on her phone, and said casually,
“Get it over with before we eat~ I need some later too.”
Hyeon-sol made a ‘you heard her’ gesture, then immediately yanked my pants down.
“Ahh…! N-nooo… Stop…”
Up until now, this kind of thing had only happened under desks or when we were alone in the staff room.
But now my pants were being pulled down in the middle of a crowded hallway packed with girls.
The girls waiting in line stared at my erect cock, covering their mouths and giggling. Their laughter echoed from every direction.
“…Look at that. He’s rock hard even though so many people are watching… Doesn’t he feel embarrassed at all?”
“Hehe, his dick size is pretty average… But those balls are weirdly huge~ Hehehe.”
The overwhelming shame burned my face bright red. I frantically tried to pull my pants back up.
Hyeon-sol rolled her eyes upward in an annoyed glare and muttered,
“What the hell are you doing? If my lips split open while I’m eating because of you, are you gonna pay my hospital bill, you motherfucker? Huh? I’m asking if you’re gonna pay, you fucking idiot~”
“N-no… That kind of ridiculous nonsense…”
But whether it was ridiculous or not didn’t matter to Hyeon-sol.
She shot me a threatening glare, and in the end I wilted under the pressure and slowly slid my pants back down.
Hyeon-sol smirked, crouched down in front of me, and instead of using her hand, she grabbed my cock with the sleeve of her rough-textured sweater and began rubbing it back and forth.
Squish, squish, squish, squish, squelch…
“H-haa… Haa… Ngh… Kgh… Ugh…”
Thankfully, my shaft was already coated in semen and precum from being milked earlier. Otherwise the rough sweater fibers would’ve scraped my glans raw.
But now even that coarse material was soaked and sticky, clinging obscenely to my sensitive tip and adding a lewd texture with every stroke.
“Hurry up and cum, you bastard. My arm hurts from getting that shot yesterday.”
Hyeon-sol frowned as she stared at my cock, rubbing the head with quick, rough strokes.
“Haa, haa, haa, haa… Ack…”
From her crouched position, her cleavage was completely visible down the front of her shirt.
Hyeon-sol’s small frame meant her chest was nearly flat, and her bra hung slightly away from her skin.
Because of that, her tiny nipples were clearly visible inside her collar, and the sight made me painfully hard.
“H-hngh… Aah… Kgh…”
At that moment, Hyeon-sol noticed me stealing glances at her chest. She glanced up and met my eyes.
‘…Shit… I’m fucked…’
The second our eyes locked, my heart clenched and I let out a silent scream inside my head.
But Hyeon-sol didn’t seem to care at all that her nipples were showing.
Instead, she grinned, bent even lower until her navel was visible, and kept jerking me off without pause.
Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp…
“Haa… Haaah… Ngh… Oh…”
She must have felt my cock growing even harder during the process, because a satisfied smirk spread across her face.
Ten minutes of continuous handjob later.
I had been teetering right on the edge of orgasm the entire time, head thrown back, panting desperately.
Under normal circumstances, this level of stimulation would have made me cum long ago. The only reason I couldn’t reach climax was because I had already been drained so thoroughly earlier.
Hyeon-sol, who couldn’t care less about my situation, gradually lost the smile on her lips.
As our turn to get food drew near, she finally started yelling at me.
“…Hey. Are you fucking deaf? I said my arm hurts, you piece of shit. Hurry up and cum! Damn it, it’s almost our turn already. Fuck…”
Then, as if she’d had enough, she suddenly pressed her lips against my cock and shook her head from side to side, smearing them thoroughly with precum.
The feeling of those soft, cute girl lips squelching and sliding over my hypersensitive glans was so heavenly it was almost impossible to describe.
“Ah… Aah… Ahh…”
Doing this in the middle of a crowded hallway felt incredibly surreal—like I was receiving a blowjob right out in the open.
Of course, Hyeon-sol never actually put the head in her mouth. She only used her lips, coating them thickly with my precum.
Then she stood up, narrowed her eyes at me in a glare, and spat threateningly before spinning on her heel.
“You’re dead. See you later, you fuck…”
“Hehe, our Hyeon-sol’s super pissed now~ What are you gonna do, desk buddy? You should’ve just cum faster like a good boy~”
“Hiiik…”
I squeezed my eyes shut, thinking I had gotten myself into some seriously deep shit.
I genuinely had no idea why Hyeon-sol was so angry.
Just as I slumped my shoulders and tried to shuffle weakly into the cafeteria, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to find the other delinquent who had been standing next to Hyun-ah earlier—Park Hae-min.
When I looked at her with a nervous expression, she leaned in close, lowered her head, and whispered softly into my ear.
“…After you eat, come to the practice room. If you don’t want to keep getting bullied by those two.”
“E-ehh…?”
My eyes widened. Hae-min’s cheeks flushed slightly as she hurried after the rest of her group.
After finishing lunch.
I nervously cracked open the door to the isolated practice room tucked away in a corner of the academy.
‘…This isn’t a trap, right…? What if Hyun-ah and Hyeon-sol are waiting inside…’
I couldn’t shake the ominous feeling and shivered violently.
That was when a familiar voice came from the dimly lit corner of the room.
“…You came. I thought you might not show up.”
I whipped my head around. Hae-min was hugging one arm with her hand, approaching me timidly.
Thankfully, neither Hyeon-sol nor Hyun-ah seemed to be around. It didn’t look like a trap after all.
Which meant Hae-min had genuinely helped me avoid getting bullied.
‘…What’s with this? Why is a delinquent like her suddenly looking out for me…?’
I stared at her with suspicious eyes.
Hae-min stopped in front of me, blushed deeply, covered her mouth with one hand, and whispered in a low voice.
“…Um… I helped you earlier, right?”
“Y-yeah, thank you.”
“…So I have a favor to ask…”
As I watched her anxiously, wondering what she was about to say, Hae-min suddenly turned around, flipped her skirt up, and fully exposed her pale, moon-like ass.
“…Could you… apply some of your semen here?”