Chapter 61
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: Waxing 2
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"It's fine. All guys do that sort of thing. And honestly, it's easier to work on when you're erect—the skin pulls tighter."
The owner said it with a smile, like she completely got it.
Phew. Good thing I wasn't about to get hauled off for sexual harassment.
"Still, you're impressive. Most guys who come in for waxing are pretty confident about their goods, but yours has gotta be in the top 1%."
"Ah, really? ...Yeah."
I'd just gotten a quality assurance stamp from a pro.
It was one of those compliments that left me at a total loss for words.
But hey, it was probably just something nice to say.
After applying the cream, she spread on the hot wax.
Again, with a wooden stick. It felt a bit hotter down there, probably because it was such a sensitive spot.
"Alright, here we go. It's gonna hurt, so hug this for comfort. If you take it like a champ, your big sis here will give you some praise. Got it?"
"Y-Yeah?"
Suddenly, she handed me a huge stuffed doll.
Hug this? Why?
"Here we go! Hup!"
"Hng?!"
Before I could even process it, the procedure was underway.
"Hup, hup!"
"Ugh, ugh?!"
Oh god.
It hurt.
Like, insanely hurt.
In that monstrous agony, I crushed the doll against my chest.
The butt area wasn't as bad as I'd feared, but my dick? Way worse than expected.
Aah. The sky's looking yellow.
My near-100% erection got totally crushed by the physical shock.
Curled up tight now. Turtle mode.
I'd hoped it'd go down, but not like this...
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Agh. Tears pricked at my eyes.
An experience I never wanted to repeat.
If I ever had to do it again, it'd be ass only next time.
"D-Done...?"
"Yep! All finished! Nice job—it's perfectly clean! Even I have to say it's flawless!"
The owner was patting herself on the back, but I had to check if my balls were still attached.
It hurt that much.
"Good boy, you took it so well. As a reward, your big sis is gonna make you feel real good."
"Huh?"
"Shh. Stay still. I'll put some ointment on."
She peeled off her gloves and started scooping ointment onto her bare palm.
Wait, what?
Bare hands? Down here?
Didn't it say no funny business?
"I never do this sort of thing normally, but you're special, so just this once. Got it? Don't tell a soul."
"Ah..."
Her ointment-smeared hand caressed the sore spots.
Slowly, gently.
The warm cream soaked into my irritated skin.
The pain eased away.
Aah. That soft touch felt so good.
My shrunken dick naturally perked right back up.
Down around my balls and groin, and the shaft itself.
From that blatant fondling, I was fully erect.
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"Whoa, it really is huge. Gotta be at least 20cm, right?"
"I-I haven't measured it, so... not sure..."
"What're you embarrassed about? You've gotta own it proudly."
"Ugh..."
Noona kept up the fondling even as she talked.
Young as she was, her hands had real pro skill.
Perfectly balancing pain and pleasure with exquisite control.
Aah. In a place like this.
With a woman I'd just met today.
"How's it feel, little bro? Good?"
"Yeah... feels good..."
Did everyone else get this treatment too?
Was that why they all kept quiet, even though the reviews swore nothing like this ever happened?
Guess it was all a lie.
"If, y'know... you wanna do more, just say so. There'd be an extra charge, of course."
"More...?"
She meant what I thought she meant, right?
I wasn't imagining it?
My eyes drifted unconsciously to noona's chest.
Weird.
I was curious about her boobs.
I saw and touched heavenly ones every day—why crave a fresh pair?
Was this some kind of mental illness?
"Well? It's a limited-time offer—won't get it next time. Think it over."
She must've caught my glance, because while one hand kept stroking my dick, the other tugged at her top to flash some pale cleavage.
"Ugh..."
My dick felt too damn good to think straight.
All my blood rushed south—my brain was starved.
But.
"S-Sorry."
"Huh...?"
Still, I turned her down.
Noona looked totally baffled, like rejection was the last thing on her mind.
"Thanks for the offer, but..."
I'd refused, but no smooth excuse came to mind.
If she asked if I wanted to, hell yes I did.
Even now, I ached to grab those tits.
Just hands felt this good—what if I actually slid in?
But somehow, it felt wrong.
Right now, she had my dick in her grip.
I couldn't think rationally.
I couldn't explain it, but my instincts were screaming no.
"Ha. Unbelievable."
Her hand went slack on my dick.
She let out a deflated huff.
"You know that? First time a guy's ever turned me down. How're you gonna make it up to me?"
"S-Sorry."
"Nope. Can't forgive that. You insulted me. Time to pay up."
"Ah."
Her grip tightened again.
Not gentle this time.
Aggressive, like when noona's pissed.
I'd figured with her hand loose, I could end it and head home.
But held hostage by my own dick, I was stuck.
"Hmph!"
"Ah!"
The owner started rubbing my dick hard, like she was furious.
It was straight-up milking.
Like squeezing milk from a cow—or cum from a guy.
I could only take it like a dairy cow.
No affection, pure mechanical motion.
But even that mechanical grind had my body feeling pleasure.
Even those merciless strokes prepped me to shoot.
"Ah...!"
Noona sensed I was close.
Right hand kept pumping, left cupped right at the tip.
Fingers curled into a perfect catcher's mitt, like 'shoot here.'
I was already primed—no time needed.
She stole my load in seconds.
I didn't cum; she made me.
"Ngh."
Splurt. Spluuurt.
I unloaded.
Thick, sticky semen into her palm.
The room's herbal cream scent mixed with a musky reek.
My dick twitched a few times, spurting, then went quiet.
Noona squeezed out every last drop, then casually grabbed tissues to wipe her hand and my dick clean.
I hadn't noticed mid-act, but post-nut shame hit hard.
Couldn't even look at her nonchalant face.
"...So, why'd you say no? You gay or something?"
Somehow, she seemed over her anger.
I'd cum, but she was the one in wise-man mode.
"N-No, not that..."
"Then what?"
"Just... felt like I shouldn't."
No silver tongue here—no good excuse.
I believe gut feelings are the brain's unconscious predictions from experience.
Even tiny, overlooked events get crunched into forecasts subconsciously.
Like on a battlefield: spot a distant glint, bad vibe hits, you duck—and dodge a bullet.
Your war-hardened brain instantly clocked 'flash means incoming fire.'
Instincts have solid roots.
That's my take.
When noona made her offer.
Even with my head full of lust demons, my gut yelled no.
I don't know what trigger my brain latched onto for that dire prediction.
But I'm dead certain: if I'd given in, something awful would've gone down.
Not bragging, but I've endured plenty of shit since kid days.
Abuse from bio parents, elementary bullies, middle-school gropers.
Walloring in the gutter honed my danger sense sharper than most.
Never missed a bad vibe back then.
Just too dumb to dodge.
So I took it.
Adult me? I can bail.
...Long story short: I'm in wise-man mode now.
The sage in me pondered it seriously.
No words to explain it to her, though.
"Yeah... just felt like I shouldn't..."
Noona repeated my lame words, mulling them.
She wiped the spot clean, then reapplied ointment meticulously.
Gone was the rough touch from before—now delicate, respectful.
Blood flowed back down there, but she ignored it.
"You're a rare decent one for a kid these days, huh?"
She smiled after finishing.
...How'd she land on that?
Today's kids aren't exactly paragons like me.
Curious, but I didn't wanna ask.
Just wanted outta there.
"Sorry for the weirdness today. Keep it from So-young, okay?"
"...Yeah."
She helped me dress, fussing over every detail.
Almost too nice—kinda overwhelming.
No need to tell; I wouldn't anyway.
On the way out after paying.
She pulled a business card, crossed out 'Seul-gi,' wrote 'Kim Eun-ha' and her number below.
"Seul-gi's a stage name. This is me for real. Call if you change your mind. Or even if not—I'll buy you a meal."
"Ah, sure."
I took the card with her smile.
Her flashy vibe softened; felt genuine, approachable.
"Come back anytime. I'll treat you right."