An excuse seeped out in a lukewarm voice.
“Then I’ll take you home.”
How kind does a person have to be to say something like this? Because of Seo Heejin’s kindness, I felt like banging my head against the wall and passing out.
“Hey, your place and mine are 20 minutes away by car. It’s quick if you take a taxi, so what do you mean take me home?”
“Wait a moment. I’ll get my car keys.”
Is this guy really crazy? The term ‘good child disease’ I heard in elementary school came to mind. Who is he to say he’ll take me or not take me?
“Seo Heejin, you drank too.”
When I spoke with a deep sigh, Seo Heejin’s eyes sparkled as if it were obvious.
“I can call a designated driver and go back and forth.”
Um… he really seemed crazy. It’s an idea that couldn’t come out unless you’re crazy. Why would he do such a thing and throw money on the ground?
I gave up on continuing this meaningless conversation with Seo Heejin and opened the front door.
“Totally crazy bastard…”
Seo Heejin’s face, seen through the gap in the closing door, was expressionless unlike usual, but well, that wasn’t my concern.
While taking a taxi home, Hyungtae endlessly cursed me out in the group chat calling me a traitor, and Seo Heejin only left one message telling me to contact him when I got in.
Getting tired of continuously writing apologies, I turned off the alarm and leaned my head against the window. When I closed my eyes because my head was dizzy from the streetlights flashing by, it came to mind. Seo Heejin’s magnificent dick.
If it’s that big when not even enlarged, what would it be like when erect? Wouldn’t it really get big enough that the expression ‘as thick as a child’s forearm’ would be perfectly fitting? Wouldn’t it get as big as a 1.5L plastic bottle?
Ah, that was a bit much. Even in my dildo collection, there’s no size like that. If it’s a 1.5L plastic bottle, I’d be carried to the hospital before shaking it around after putting it in, so it wouldn’t be that big. Since I heard Seo Heejin has a girlfriend, it would get to a size a person could insert and handle.
Anyway, I was unbearably curious about what it would feel like to have such an absurdly big dick shoved in my hole. Would it feel like stretching the hole to its limit and being filled tightly? Maybe because the volume itself is big, just having it inside might press the prostate firmly.
“Heuuu…”
A sound like an old man burst out of my mouth without me knowing.
The imagination that started with Seo Heejin’s dick spread out in puffs and eventually ended with sex, and now even when I thought of Seo Heejin, I couldn’t remember well what his girlish face looked like. I just remembered only the well-shaped dick that was beyond my type, the dick of my dreams.
I don’t like Seo Heejin, but I want to get fucked by Seo Heejin’s dick at least once, I thought while banging my head leaning against the window.
* * *
As soon as I arrived home, I frantically opened the dildo collection drawer.
The biggest one! The thickest one!
The goal was just one. Among what I had, the biggest one was indeed Africa, the realistic dildo I bought last year but gave up on inserting because I was scared. I had several dildos that looked exactly like real dicks, but it was hard to find one as long and thick as this friend.
I yanked off my pants and underwear and put on a condom prettily as if performing some sacred ritual, and applied gel meticulously.
The imitation genitals wrapped in thin vinyl gleamed. ‘Sorry for not even glancing at you normally,’ ‘Let’s do well today,’ I wasn’t even embarrassed about the situation of muttering toward the dildo.
Even while preparing to put the dildo in my hole, my head was full of Seo Heejin’s dick.
Then suddenly Seo Heejin’s white, long fingers came to mind, his eye smile prettier than most girls came to mind, and my sexual desire almost cooled off completely.
I concentrated again and tried not to let anything about Seo Heejin except his dick come to mind while loosening myself up below.
When the entrance muscles seemed to have softened somewhat, I lay comfortably on the bed, spread my legs, gasped for breath, and relaxed my body. Honestly, it’s not like I’ve only poked my hole once or twice, but still, I’ve never put in this size…
I gulped and rubbed the intimidatingly round head of my African friend above my hole, then the moment I pressed hard to put it in—
“Ack, fuck!”
My hole, still only accustomed to small dicks, spat it out, refusing to eat it.
I tried my best to push it in again, but my hole, having already learned pain, began protesting with its mouth tightly closed. As if saying, ‘Can’t eat that!’, ‘My mouth will tear!’
At this rate, even if by some chance an unexpected accident created an opportunity to eat Seo Heejin’s dick, it seemed like I ‘couldn’t’ eat it rather than ‘wouldn’t’ eat it.
Before turning around and pounding the ground in regret, I should gradually train my hole. My drunk and sexually possessed brain, not realizing there wasn’t even a 1% possibility, took out the dildo I’d been enjoying using recently.
My picky hole, instead of refusing this one it had eaten a few times, swallowed it in one bite. Though not thick and long, this friend designed so its hard tip precisely poked the prostate—
“Ahheut!”
Made my body jerk as soon as I put it in.
“Ha, it’s good…”
During sex, the sensation of gradually building up from kissing to foreplay to insertion is good, but masturbation is different.
Masturbation should be as efficient as possible.
Since I’m doing it alone anyway, since I’ll feel self-loathing after finishing for crying while poking my back hole alone, it’s best to just precisely hit the point, get it up, and cum cleanly.
While poking my back hole with familiar hand movements, my dick stood up erect without even being touched.
What would it feel like to put in Seo Heejin’s dick? As my sexual desire heated up, the sturdy dick I saw earlier came to mind. The one that swayed appetizingly under the orange bathroom light. I know it’s really shameless, but I wanted to see what it looked like erect just once.
“Uung, heut…”
What would Seo Heejin’s erect dick look like? Would it curve to the right? Or would it stretch out straight without a curve? Would it be so big that it couldn’t lift up properly and stretched downward?
“Hau… ah!”
In white people’s porn, there are quite a few ratios of soft water dicks that are only big. Maybe Seo Heejin is also…
A thought that could kill my sexual desire suddenly came to mind, so I shook my head vigorously. Even though it’s in my imagination, a soft dick was absolutely unacceptable.
Not even Seo Heejin himself, but imagining only his dick, the hand holding the dildo gradually moved faster.
Then, vrrrr, my phone that I’d carelessly thrown on the table vibrated. It seemed someone sent a message, but that wasn’t what was important right now.
Vrrrr—
The consecutive vibration sounds were a bit annoying. I definitely turned off the group chat alarm earlier. There’s no one who would personally contact me at this time.
Vrrrr—
I decided to cleanly ignore it and thought of Seo Heejin’s dick again. Big and magnificent, the imaginary dick went limp. Vrrrrrr, vrrrrr, phone vibration sounds started.
“Ah…”
A sigh of regret leaked out naturally. Once I started being distracted by something else, it was impossible to masturbate with the tremendous concentration I had before. My lower half was also rapidly shrinking. I roughly wiped the dildo that came out with a pop sound with tissue, got up, and the moment I looked at my phone screen, my mood sank even more.
Seo Heejin. Even though I’m not a delicate guy, I didn’t want to immediately talk on the phone with the guy I’d just been masturbating while imagining as a side dish. With the thought that I shouldn’t answer, I flipped my phone over.
In the studio apartment that had finally become quiet, there were traces I’d left everywhere.
The pants and underwear I’d hastily stripped off and thrown, the open dildo storage drawer, the gel rolling around without its lid closed, and my African friend left abandoned with a condom on.
I picked them up one by one to organize them, washed even the dildo that helped me today until it was clean, returned to my room, and only then looked at my phone.
I should just leave one message asking why he called.
“Ah, he’s really crazy.”
7 missed calls. All from Seo Heejin. Before I could curse more, my phone rang again.
“Are you crazy? What are you doing?”
I hurled curses without even a ‘hello,’ and Seo Heejin gasped for breath. Is he a crazy bastard and a pervert?
—Hyung, where are you?
“Where else. Home.”
—Nothing happened, right?
“Why would anything happen?”
—I told you to contact me when you got in…
I could hear car sounds around him, so he seemed to be outside.
“I got home just fine on my own. Did Song Ki and Hyungtae go home?”
—Yes. They went. Anyway, I thought something happened to you, hyung…
Even his voice mixed with worry and reproach was gentle, giving me goosebumps. Ah, really, Seo Heejin’s existence was too uncomfortable.
“Seo Heejin. Act like this with your girlfriend. What’s with 7 missed calls, really.”
