Not Sober - Chapter4. Part 2

Chapter 4. Part 2

He suppressed his inappropriate desire and leaned back in his chair, breathing heavily.

As he penetrated deeply, his thoughts returned to Jenna’s tight, clinging p*ssy. He imagined her tiny hole gaping open to receive his c*ck.

The veins on his p*nis were even more visible, and his glans were already taut and swollen.

The pink p*nis twitched in the air as if it could explode at any moment.

And just like that, he was gripping his c*ck faster and faster, and he was on the verge of climax. The tip of his glans twitched once, about to release s*men.

“Jenna…….”

“You called me?”

The door opened, and a sleepy voice came from behind him.

In an instant, he felt as though time had stopped. His almost explosive ejaculation was gone.

He was startled and quickly stood up, turning to face Jenna. His p*nis twitched as he moved.

“What is it!”

Jenna opened the door and was surprised to see a p*nis in front of her. She screamed.

The c*ck’s presence could not be ignored. It was the size of her forearm and stiffly protruded from the slightly lowered underwear.

“Go, go, go, go!”

Jenna yelled, picking up a nearby piece of clothing and throwing it at him.

“Why are you out here in the middle of the night?”

He stood there motionless, looking stunned. It was quite a silly scene.

Standing in the middle of the room, his erect p*nis was visible.

Jenna’s clothing accidentally landed on his erect p*nis, which easily held the tee.

It had succeeded in covering his p*nis, but it still looked ridiculous. Jenna narrowed her eyes, unable to bear the sight of it.

“You, you… you didn’t f*ck?”

He was silent for a while, his voice shaking with embarrassment. Scenes like this are not something anyone wants to witness with someone they love. His voice trembled with embarrassment.

“I woke up because you called for me!”

“Are you crazy? Have you heard that? Your ears are shining so brightly while you sleep!”

“Oh, why are you asking me that? You put me to bed, and you’re m*st*rbating like a pervert!”

All the while, the words affection, and Joshin were running through Sungchan’s mind.

What are the chances that a kind and sweet guy gets caught by his crush m*st*rbating at night?

‘F*ck, I’m betting it’s zero,’ he exclaimed angrily.

Sungchan was aware that the situation was completely messed up.

He held himself responsible for the mess. As he stumbled, his p*nis staggered with him.

“Pull up your underwear!” she said.

“Uh, uh, I will. Sorry,” he replied.

He pulled up his jockstrap with a dazed look in his eyes. He covered his swollen c*ck in his underwear and looked at Jenna as if he were going to cry.

“Jenna, I am extremely frustrated with you.”

He had tried to be nice to her, and he hadn’t even bothered to ask her to have s*x with him when he knew she didn’t want to, but all that effort had been for nothing.

He appeared very upset and was almost in tears.

“Am I screwed up now, huh?”

He asked a question, and Jenna remained silent for a while, looking at him with an unreadable expression.

A heavy silence filled the room until Sung-chan’s eyes welled with a single tear, reflecting a mixture of sadness, shame, and countless other emotions. He wiped his eyes with trembling hands, muttering curses under his breath.

“I might as well just go and die.”

In a low voice, he muttered this in desperation, then began to bang his head against the wall repeatedly. Jenna was alarmed and pleaded with him to stop, but he seemed unresponsive. It was evident that he was in deep emotional turmoil.

“Oh, what’s wrong, big brother?” Jenna asked worriedly.

“What the f*ck? It’s because I’m a pathetic as$hole.”

“No, no, no, calm down first,” Jenna urged, trying to calm the situation.

“I understand now, Jenna. That’s why you’ve been avoiding me,” he said. He sounded as lost as a ship without a compass.

“I have been unkind, even to myself. It is no surprise that you have been avoiding me.”

Before he met Jenna, he couldn’t have imagined feeling this way for himself. This is what it means to call himself an as$hole.

He felt empty and lacked self-esteem. However, when his love was not reciprocated, his self-worth crumbled like a sandcastle in the tide.

‘People can… You’re just a pathetic fool,’ he muttered to himself bitterly.

Sungchan was oblivious to the effect of his tear-stained face and pale expression and sought comfort in Jenna’s comforting presence.

Jenna wiped her tears away. She stared at his face, thinking about the complexity of their relationship.

His eyes were more vivid than usual, and his cheeks were flushed from tears. Even his slightly open mouth seemed provoking, and his typically ordinary blond hair had an unexpected vibrancy today.

Jenna looked into his face, unaware of the desire that was stirring within her. Later, she realized she was holding something in her hand.

It was his c*ck, both by position and by touch.

“What are you doing?”

He asked, staring at Jenna with tear-filled eyes. Jenna tried to think of an excuse, but there was no excuse for squeezing a crying man’s d*ck.

“It’s…… so…….”

Jenna felt a sense of warmth as she observed his tearful eyes. She looked into them, even though she knew deep down that trying to charm him was useless.

Jenna smiled and stuttered, searching for an excuse to stupidly grab his d*ck.

“Do you want me to s*ck that?”

Jenna immediately regretted saying the words, as they felt absurd coming out of her mouth. She scolded herself internally, recognizing her foolishness.

However, she felt a strange attraction to him at that moment, despite her self-reproach. It was like a forbidden fruit, tempting and attainable, within reach, tempting her to take a bite.

Jenna’s mouth watered at the sight of the outline of his p*nis visible through the underwear, and before he could react, she kissed him.

A tiny hand grabbed his c*ck as quickly as a candy cane. Without realizing it, she s*cked his p*nis between her lips.

“Uh, Min Jenna.”

‘It was a strange thing indeed.’ Jenna thought to herself as she took hold of the big c*ck and carefully l*cked it, starting at the tip and working her way down.

“Ha, don’t…….”

He tried to push Jenna away as he cried. S*cking c*ck while he was crying was a ridiculous situation, even for him.

Jenna did not intend to remove his p*nis from her mouth. He could have stopped her before she bit down, but the p*nis was already halfway in her mouth.

Sung-chan was confused when Jenna suddenly started to perform oral s*x on him. He offered his p*nis to Jenna and rubbed his eyes to clear them.

Jenna looked at him and said, “I have a new favorite.” He looked puzzled and asked, “What?” She clarified, ”A handsome man who cries.”

As he was about to respond, his p*nis was suddenly flicked by a tongue. He flinched, and she involuntarily took his c*ck down her throat.

“Ha, damn it. Jenna, don’t say that stuff if you’re not going to stand by it. Got it?”

His patience had reached its limit. He wanted to have s*x with her. She had bunny-like eyes and was fearlessly biting his p*nis. He wanted to take control of her right away.

His cheeks, previously red from crying, are now flushed with excitement. He let out a low moan and slowly moved towards the bed.

“Alright, I’ll forgive you this time,” she said, looking at him. Jenna couldn’t help but admire his expression, thinking, “Ah, that’s the face of Sung-chan.”

She understood why her classmates were attracted to him. They described him as handsome and charming.

“Big brother, do you truly have feelings for me?”

“Uh, f*ck yeah.”

“You’re serious, right?”

“I wish you were joking too.”

With that, he gently stroked Jenna’s head as he held his c*ck. After a brief silence, Jenna spoke again.

“Will you be unfaithful to me while we’re together?”

“No, I won’t.”