Semen Side Dish (1)
A little while later, I stood beside the dining table. My younger sister sat there in nothing but her panties, jabbing her finger at me like a scolding parent.
“Ah, oppa! Are you screwing with me? Why the hell is it taking so long? I told you to hurry up and cum—we don’t have time for this! Seriously, there isn’t a single thing about you I actually like!”
She kept venting every ounce of irritation she had while her hand never stopped pumping my cock. Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap…
“Ugh… nngh… haa, haaa… ohh…”
“Ugh, seriously! What, you want me to eat plain rice with no side dishes? It’s already been thirty minutes! If I’m late because of you, oppa, I’ll kill you! Hmph…”
With that, she pressed my cock directly against her warmed rice bowl and began rubbing it all over the surface.
“Ahh, ah… ugh… huuugh…”
The sheer insanity of the situation left my mind completely blank. I couldn’t even form words anymore. My sister’s rice bowl was now a total mess, smeared with the yellowish crust that had built up around my glans overnight. Yet she didn’t hesitate for a second—she scooped up a big mouthful of rice coated in my cum and chewed it without a care.
“Ugh… kuh…”
Watching her eat it sent a shiver of indescribable depravity racing down my spine. At the same time, my busy sister sucked hard on my cock, as if determined to lick up every last drop of precum.
Her damp hair and long lashes kept brushing against my groin and lower belly, tickling me until I thought I’d lose my mind. On top of that, the sweet, feminine scent rising from her freshly showered body filled my nose, while the warm, velvety texture of her tongue wrapping tightly around my shaft was pure ecstasy.
“Ugh, come on! If you’re not going to shoot, at least pump out that precum right now! When are you actually planning to cum?!”
The way she kept snapping at me the entire time made her seem exactly like her usual self. The only difference was that even while complaining, she alternated between stroking me off into her rice bowl and sucking me clean with her mouth.
“Aah… ah… nngh… haa… I-I’m gonna…!!”
The overwhelming cocktail of depravity, shame, and pleasure finally pushed me past the breaking point. I couldn’t hold it back any longer. Thick ropes of semen erupted straight into my sister’s rice bowl.
“Ooh!! Ah!! Aaaaaah!! Uuuuuuuu…!!”
Seeing my hot load soak into the steaming rice and melt over the grains filled my chest with unbearable guilt.
I’ve heard you’ll be punished for doing something like this to food… Aah… I don’t even know anymore…
The moment I finished, my sister flashed a bright smile. She gripped my cock tightly from the base all the way to the tip and milked it with rough, demanding strokes.
“Ugh…!! Nngh…!! Ahh…!!”
“Wow. After holding it in that long, this is all you give me? Pathetic. Since I’m in a hurry right now, I’ll let you off with this much. But tonight I’m squeezing out twice as much. Understand?”
“S-sorry…”
She shot me a sharp glare, then lowered her head and took my cock into her mouth again. She sucked hard, draining every last drop of residual semen from my urethra. After that she scraped the remaining cum off my glans with her tongue, mixed it into the rice, and ate every bite with relish.
The instant she finished the bowl—now completely covered in my semen and crust—she slammed her spoon down, bolted toward her room, and shouted back at me.
“Oppa, clean up after me! I’m leaving for school!”
“Uh… yeah. Okay.”
Being the absolute lowest in the household hierarchy, I had no choice but to obey even ridiculous demands like that. I carried the bowl—now a disgusting slurry of rice, semen, and dried cum—to the sink and rinsed it while trying to steady my reeling mind.
…Let’s try to sort this out. Until yesterday, people definitely saw my semen as something like lotion. The perceptions varied a little depending on the person. The homeroom teacher and my sister thought of it as body lotion for dry skin. Hyun-ah saw it as hand cream, Hyeon-sol as lip balm, and Hae-min as some kind of wound moisturizer. …But this morning, when I asked my sister where she wanted me to apply it, she looked at me like I was insane. That means the common sense has completely flipped from the ground up. My guess is it changes once a day… Yesterday it was lotion, today it’s a side dish. …What the hell am I supposed to do? Sure, my only real physical advantage is having huge balls and producing a ton of semen, but if I keep getting milked dozens of times every single day like this, my body’s going to give out. I have to stop this madness somehow… but right now I can’t even imagine why it’s happening or how to make it stop…
Overwhelmed by despair, I stayed slumped on the floor until my sister half-heartedly said goodbye and slammed the front door on her way out. I even considered skipping the academy, but the thought of wasting the expensive tuition my parents had paid made me feel too guilty. Besides, our academy was brutally strict—too many absences meant immediate expulsion no matter the reason. Faking illness wasn’t an option.
In the end, I dragged myself to the academy like a cow being led to slaughter.
When I opened the classroom door, the room was once again packed with nothing but female students. The thick, sweet scent of feminine pheromones immediately hit my nose.
…Seriously, where did all the other guys disappear to? It’s unfair to make me deal with every single one of these girls alone…
Crushed by that thought, I staggered to my seat and sat down. I curled up as small as possible and laid my head on the desk, hoping to stay invisible. It didn’t last. As usual, the chronically late Hyun-ah burst through the sliding door with a loud rattle.
“…Ugh, I’m so fucking hungry! What’s for lunch today?”
The other students burst into laughter at her loud entrance. The homeroom teacher frowned deeply, clearly irritated, and snapped at her.
“…Hey, Lim Hyun-ah. You’re late and you still have the nerve to shout? Want demerit points? Get to your seat right now!”
“Aww, teach~ Traffic was terrible today, can’t you cut me some slack~?”
Hyun-ah put on an absurdly cutesy act before dropping heavily into the seat beside me.
“…Huff.”
The moment she sat down, the distinctive sweet scent that clung to pretty, popular girls washed over me. She immediately pulled out her phone and spent the entire morning self-study period excitedly exchanging Instagram DMs with her friends, tapping hearts on their posts. Every few minutes she would take out an expensive brand of hand cream from her pouch and casually apply it to the back of her hand. It looked like she was reapplying it almost every five minutes.
I swallowed hard as I watched her.
…So that’s why she kept demanding more all day long. She really uses that much hand cream…
Nothing else happened until the morning classes actually began. Hyun-ah didn’t speak to me at all, which left me feeling strangely both relieved and a little disappointed. I tried to focus on preparing for the lesson.
The first period started. The teacher was explaining something energetically from the front of the class when Hyun-ah suddenly glanced sideways at me while pretending to read her textbook. Our eyes met. I flinched.
“U-um… what…?” I whispered.
She gave me a bright, mischievous smile and leaned in close, her voice low.
“…Hey, partner. I didn’t eat breakfast, so I’m starving. I want something sweet.”
“S-something sweet…? But I don’t have anything on me…”
I mumbled, thinking of chocolate or candy. Hyun-ah raised an eyebrow as if I’d said something ridiculous.
“What are you talking about? If you don’t have it, who does? It’s right there. Right there.”
“Th-there…? Wait, you don’t mean…”
My face burned crimson as I looked down at my lap. Hyun-ah gave me a meaningful smirk and nodded. Then she casually reached over, unzipped my pants with a smooth ziiip, and wrapped her hand around my already rock-hard cock. She began stroking it steadily.
Squish… squish… squish… squish… squish…
“Ah, ahh… nngh… ohh… haa…”
Traces of my sister’s earlier milking still clung to me—dried yellowish flakes of cum on my underwear and the tip of my glans. The moment Hyun-ah saw it, she didn’t hesitate. She bent over deeply, lowered her head, and took my entire length into her mouth, sucking hard.
Her hot breath poured over my groin, warming my balls. She leaned so far forward that the edge of her panties peeked out from beneath her short skirt. My eyes widened. My hands trembled as moans slipped out of me.
“Augh…! Ah, ahh…!! Hnngh… oohh…”
A beautiful girl like Hyun-ah was giving me a blowjob in the middle of class. She didn’t care that her pretty face was getting messy—her cheeks hollowed with every powerful suck. The reality in front of me was so unbelievable I felt like my brain would short-circuit.
Every time she bobbed her head, her hair brushed against my thighs in the most intoxicating way. I was only a few more strokes away from the edge when—
Suddenly the homeroom teacher pointed straight at us and roared.
“Wait a second, you two! What are you eating during class?! Bring it to the front right now!”
“E-ehh…? M-me…?” I stammered, mouth hanging open.
The teacher glared at me with a look that said, Isn’t it obvious? Her eyes narrowed dangerously.