Late Punishment and Laundry Betrayal
Late at night in the Men's Dorm, Eun-ho sprinted toward the Judo Hall. He glanced at his watch. Assembly time had passed by three minutes. His heart raced, but not from the run. Images of the seniors' faces flashed in his mind.
Donghae Comprehensive Sports University had separate men's and women's judo halls. When he first enrolled, Eun-ho had felt a bit disappointed. Training in the same space as the female athletes didn't sound so bad. But he soon learned there was no reason for regret. In fact, the separation was a good thing.
He pushed open the Judo Hall door, and all the assembled club members' eyes turned to him at once. One senior scanned him up and down and said, "Living the good life these days, huh?"
"No, sir!"
Eun-ho bowed deeply, but the senior's lip didn't curl into a smile.
"Naked Run, 20 laps."
There was no time to change into his judogi. Right there, Eun-ho began stripping off his clothes—shirt, training pants, underwear. Getting naked in front of the club members was no big deal in the judo club. Everyone did the Naked Run. Bare as the day he was born, Eun-ho started lapping the hall. His bare feet slapped against the mats. One lap, two. His cock swung and smacked against his thighs.
But before he could finish three laps, a senior's voice halted him.
"Cha Eun-ho... stop right there."
Eun-ho snapped to attention reflexively, arms glued to his sides, eyes fixed straight ahead.
"Look at this guy... Hey, everyone, get over here."
Seniors, peers, and juniors gathered around Eun-ho. The senior pointed at his crotch.
"Check this out. This fucker must've been jerking off before coming, that's why he's late..."
Eun-ho glanced down. A drop of cum that hadn't fully drained hung from the tip of his cock. A milky bead mixed with clear fluid clung to his urethra, then lost its fight against gravity and slowly dripped onto the mat.
Too rushed. He should've at least made Seo-yeon suck out whatever was left inside. Wiping it off hastily and running had been a mistake.
"Cha Eun-ho."
"Yes, sir!"
"Prostrate."
Eun-ho slammed his forehead to the mat and flattened himself. He crossed his hands behind his back and locked his fingers.
"Hey! Who the fuck shows up to training after draining their strength!?"
The senior's foot stomped once on Eun-ho's back.
"This guy's doing Continuous Sparring 20 rounds today. Gotta squeeze out whatever he's got left."
Eun-ho's face hardened. Continuous Sparring—stripped from the waist down, top only, sparring round after round as punishment. As a freshman, it had just been exhausting. But now as a sophomore, it was different. He could feel the freshmen watching. The humiliation of flopping around with his cock dangling, getting thrown and pinned to the mat in front of the underclassmen burned.
Then the Judo Hall door opened, and the coach walked in.
"Everyone gather... Wait, why the hell is he like that?"
One senior rushed over and whispered in the coach's ear. The coach's face twisted, and he bellowed loud enough for the whole hall to hear.
"You little shit! Think my words are a joke? I told you no jerking off until the tournament! You could've grabbed anyone after it ends... Can't hold back that much!?"
Prostrated, Eun-ho couldn't utter a word. The coach gave him a glance, shook his head, and left him be.
"Alright, everyone gather... Oh, right."
The coach scanned the members.
"Tomorrow, one girl from the women's team is coming over."
The entire men's team erupted in cheers. The day a girl from the women's judo club came to train in the men's hall was like a festival for them. Even prostrated, Eun-ho wanted to cheer. He kept his mouth shut tight, but imagining tomorrow made his cock twitch and lift again.
Whoever it was, he hoped it was Han So-yul. The prettiest sophomore in the women's judo club. She hadn't come to the men's side once this year.
"Hey... the fucker's hard again. Horny bastard..."
The coach pointed at Eun-ho's groin, alerting everyone. Even face-down, his erection was visible. Laughter exploded. Eun-ho wished for a hole to crawl into.
Eun-ho trained with every ounce of strength today. Twenty rounds of Continuous Sparring with his cock flopping around pushed him beyond his physical limits. Fresh opponents brought brief surges of energy, but his legs grew weaker with each one. By the fifteenth, he could barely attempt a technique—just grabbed, thrown, and pinned repeatedly. After it ended, he lay on the mat for a long while, catching his breath. Sprawled there with only his cock exposed, it must've looked pathetic to anyone watching. A junior brought water, but he lacked the strength to sit up and drink.
He did personal training afterward too. With the tournament looming, he had to build his body more. Pull-ups, chin-ups, grip strength. Until his fingers wouldn't close.
His steps back to the dorm were slow, but a smile played on his lips. A girl from the women's judo club was coming tomorrow. That thrilled him. No matter how many times they trained together, it always did.
He arrived at the dorm past 11 p.m. Curfew was 10, but the guys ignored it. The dorm supervisor didn't care much either—late trainers, drunks stumbling back, guys sneaking in girls. Everyone knew, but pretended not to.
Eun-ho headed to room 249, the far-right end unit. Quiet corridor spot, perfect for secret fucks. Seo-yeon was probably there by now. Thinking that put a spring in his step.
"Ha-ah!"
A woman's moan echoed. Eun-ho chuckled and kept walking. Female moans in the Men's Dorm were commonplace, especially late at night.
"Aaaah!"
But Eun-ho stopped. That moan was familiar.
"Hng... ha... just a bit more... ha-ah..."
He crept toward the sound. The Laundry Room in the corridor corner—no door. The noises grew clearer.
"Haa... ha-ng... ha-ang..."
Thud! Thud! Thud! Flesh slamming flesh rang loudly from inside.
"Hey... be quiet... everyone's gonna hear..."
"Ha-ang... but... hng-ut... it feels so good... haa... what can I do... mmph... mmph..."
The man had covered her mouth. Eun-ho recognized both voices. Voices he knew all too well.
He peered inside. Dim. Laundry lights off, only faint corridor glow seeping in. But it was enough. The silhouette was clear: woman gripping the washing machine, ass thrust back; man behind her, hips thrusting.
"Mmph... hng... ha-eup... mmph..."
Even muffled, her moans leaked out. The machine rattled. The sex was intensifying.
His eyes adjusted to the dark. It was Ye-rin. His childhood friend and girlfriend. And the man was Woo-hyun. His best friend.
Eun-ho's hands balled into fists. Nails dug into palms.
Ye-rin always said during sex with him that she couldn't live without his cock. No other men. Only him. Of course, he vaguely knew what went on at the swimming pool—probably showing her pussy naked to the guys. But that was the school's training method. Not fucking.
Now, he was witnessing his girlfriend genuinely cheating.
"Ha-eup... haa... huu... aa-ang... ha-ang... wait... just a sec... aa-ang..."
"Almost there... ju... just hold on..."
"Aaa-ang... a bit... harder..."
Eun-ho knew Woo-hyun's cock was small. As a tennis player, he'd been naked in public plenty; Eun-ho had seen it hard. His girlfriend panting like that for a guy with a smaller dick crushed his ego.
And yet. He was getting strangely aroused. He felt his cock harder than ever, tenting his training pants.
He should storm in, pull them apart, swing a fist. But he couldn't tear his eyes away.
"Huu... gonna cum inside..."
"Haaa-ng... u-ng... you always... hng-ut... cum inside..."
"Uu-euk... but on days I do it with Eun-ho, I pull out... mm..."
"Huuu-ng... haaa-ang... that's... ha-git... a given..."
Eun-ho's vision went white. On days with Eun-ho, I pull out. Meaning Ye-rin told Woo-hyun their fuck schedule. And creampied every other day. Not once or twice.
Ye-rin was always shy with Eun-ho. Passive in sex. Embarrassed to moan, blushed at position changes. He'd filled that frustration with other girls.
But no. She was only like that with him.
"Huu... wanna go again?"
"Haa... haa... just a sec... rest a bit... aa-ang... no... just a moment... ha-ng..."
He saw Woo-hyun's fingers slide into Ye-rin's pussy. She hated anything but cock in there—fingers, toys. Only his dick, she'd said.
But that was only with him too.
Eun-ho backed away silently. Step by step. Walked the corridor quietly. Fists still clenched, cock still hard. Rage and arousal tangled his mind.
He stood before 249. Exhaled once, opened the door.
"Eun-ho's here?"
Seo-yeon sat naked on the bed, waiting for him in nothing but her skin.
"Whoa, why the long face? Something happen? Seniors chew you out?"
Silent, Eun-ho approached, grabbed her shoulders, and shoved her onto the bed.
"Eek..."
Seo-yeon looked up at him, startled. Eun-ho yanked down his pants, unleashing his fully erect 18cm cock right in her face.
"Wow, you must be super horny today... why so worked up?"
Seo-yeon smiled seductively, spreading her legs. She was already ready, inner folds glistening wet.
Without a word, Eun-ho slammed his cock balls-deep into her pussy in one thrust.
"Haaaa-ang... u-hng... ha-ang... why... ha-ang... why so... ha-ng... rough?"
Instead of answering, Eun-ho pistoned his hips wide and fast. The bed banged against the wall.
"Aa-ang... ha-ang... a... aa-ang... good... ha-hng... ha-ang..."
Eun-ho felt like he was going mad. Her pussy gripped and milked his tip each time he bottomed out. But Ye-rin's was better. Among the girls he'd fucked, hers felt the best. And right now, some other guy was pounding that pussy. His best friend.
Eun-ho thrust deeper.
"U-hng... haaaaa-ang... a... hits the end... ha-ng... there... ha-ng... so good..."
He'd trained her cervix himself. She used to wince in pain; now she loved it.
One hand pressed down on her lower belly.
"Aaaaa-ang... no... don't... don't press... ha-ng... there..."
He didn't stop. He needed to vent on her. Seo-yeon, Woo-hyun's girlfriend, aroused him more with the betrayal thrill. Her prim beauty amplified the taboo, so he'd fucked her most lately.
"Eun-ho... ha-ang... Eun-ho... u-git... g... go easy..."
Climax built. Eun-ho slowed gradually. Too much cumming before the tournament would sap his stamina. Minimal release, maximum enjoyment.
"Haa... haa... aa-ang... Eun-ho... good... haa... kiss me..."
He leaned down, lips meeting hers. Tongues tangled wildly. Slurp... smack... slurp...
"Hng-ut... Eun-ho... your spit... tastes good..."
Seo-yeon pulled back, a string of saliva snapping between them.
"Eun-ho, go harder now... I'm close..."
He rammed back in hard. Full depth, pull almost out, slam home. Hips powered harder than during today's sparring.
"Aaaaa-ang... ha-ang... good... so good... ha-ng..."
Seo-yeon didn't hold back her moans. End-of-hall room anyway, and moans echoed everywhere at Donghae Comprehensive Sports University.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Only her cries and slapping flesh filled the room.
"U... uu-euk... gonna... cum..."
"Huuu-ng... Eun-ho... ha-ang... not... inside... ha-ang... till tomorrow... ha-ng... if it doesn't leak... during practice match..."
Seo-yeon was on the basketball team. Cum leaking from her womb during a practice game? Probably naked scrimmages.
"Euk... no... today... gotta be inside..."
"Huu-ng... ha-ang... why?? Why??"
"Just creampie me... don't ask why..."
"Haaaa-ang... wait... a sec... aa-ng..."
Eun-ho erupted deep inside her. Once, twice, three times. Semen gushed endlessly. He'd never cum this hard in his life. All his strength surged to his cockhead.
He felt it backflowing in her pussy. So much it leaked around his buried shaft, soaking the sheets.
And in his mind, the laundry scene replayed. Ye-rin gripping the machine, panting. Woo-hyun's fingers plunging in. On days with Eun-ho, I pull out.
Shouldn't cum too much today. But once wasn't enough.