Why You Should Be Responsible For Him - Chapter 4 Part 1

No time to freeze, the fist shot out. The punch landed square on his face, and Ash was knocked backward into a chair.

Thud.

“Wanna die? Where do you talk nonsense!”

“Ugh.”

Ash staggered to his feet, red blood trickling down his nose. Holding a handkerchief under his nose, Ash staggers to my side.

Unconsciously, as I tried to step back to avoid him, my wrist was grabbed.

“I want to have sex.”

“What, have sex?!”

“No. I want to have sex with you.”

“Fuck, that’s it.”

I suddenly remembered the feel of the huge weapon between Ash’s legs. Just a day ago, I’d been feeling sorry for his bed partner… could that poor girl be me?

I’m already feeling tingling down there. Holy shit, having sex with him would be suicide!

“I’ll be good.”

“F*ck off, I’m not going to do that with you.”

“You’re afraid I’m a virgin and won’t be good at it, so… you tell me. I want you to shape me to your taste, to your liking.”

“What the hell, why are you tailoring it to me? Go masturbate with your right hand.”

“Masturbate? How do you do that? Tell me!”

Is this assh*le making fun of me now?

Ash’s answer left me speechless, and I couldn’t get anything other than a giggle out of my mouth.

The hand on my wrist slithers downward, and soon our fingers are intertwined.

“I want all my hands to be with you.”

“…….”

“I want you to make me that way, to the point where I can’t even masturbate without thinking about you.”

It’s odd how casually Ash says these words, and how I find myself flushing with awe.

Ash squeezed my hand. His hand is so big, it’s like he’s eating my hand.

“Senior.”

“No, no. Use common sense. It’s not like you and I have anything going on, so why would you do something like that?”

“Then what are we? I’m good with anything.”

“You keep acting like a child, and I’m going to hit you right between the legs this time.”

I could see Ash’s shoulders slump as I cleared my throat and spoke coldly.

“…Are you sure you can’t?”

“Get your hands off me.”

“Just a little…….”

“Let go.”

Grunt.

Ash’s hand, tangled between my fingers, slowly slipped away. It was so slow and dripping with regret that I withdrew my hand firmly as he tried to pull it back again and again.

We were both silent for a while. I thought about kicking him a few more times, but his expression was so pitiful, like that of a simple man, that I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I think I’ve said enough.

“…If that’s what you mean, then okay.”

See, you got it.

“Well, you’re a virgin, so maybe you were just curious, but you picked the wrong girl, Ash. Maybe when you have a girlfriend, you can try again.”

I tutored Ash in the manner of a true adult. But it didn’t seem to comfort him at all.

“…….”

“Let’s just pretend this never happened. I’ll completely forget about it.”

“No, I can’t. I don’t think I’ll ever forget.”

“Yeah, you’ll be embarrassed, and you’ll probably tear up your sheets at night, but forgetting is good for your mental health.”

Ash shook his head stubbornly.

“…I don’t think I’ll ever get over it, and I’m not sure I can continue tutoring with you anymore.”

“…What?”

“Today is the last day of tutoring, and I’ll pay you tomorrow for the tutoring you’ve been giving me.”

Ash looked up at me with hurt eyes.

Wait, what did I hear, that I couldn’t continue?

“Tutoring is fine, and I can treat you like normal.”

“It’s because I’m not okay. How can you make such a huge statement and then look at me like it’s okay. I can’t…….”

No. No. No. I can’t lose my tutoring job, which is my main source of income, like this!

I calmly called out to Ash, trying to hide my fluttering pupils as best I could.

“Ash, shyness is fleeting, give it a month, or even a week, and you’ll get over it.”

“I’ll find another tutor, but thanks for everything.”

I wanted to grab Ash’s blonde hair as he waved goodbye.

Don’t say goodbye! I’m not done with you, assh*le!

Ash had been pestering me for more tutoring hours, so I’d cut back on my part-time job, and if I lost the tutoring, I’d have no income. It’s also unlikely that I’ll be able to get back into the position, as I’ve only just found a new part-time worker for the time I’m not working. Losing Ash’s tutoring would be devastating to my finances.

Please don’t let that happen.

“Hey, Ash. Wait!”

I grab Ash’s hand that I’d pulled away. Ash shakes his head and looks at me questioningly.

“Go on, now that I think about it… the sex.”

“It’s okay now, I know I was asking for too much.”

“No, no, no. I’ve been thinking about it, and I think I can teach you how to have sex, if not… sex, at least how to do it, like why you masturbate and how to have healthy sex.”

“…….”

“For sex education.”

Ash didn’t say anything, just stared down at me.

Had I ever been so afraid of that open mouth?

No, I swear, not once. Damn money.

I felt pretty gutsy, but I couldn’t help it. A tutor who charges this much is dead, and if I wake up ten times, I’ll never get one again.

Ash seemed to hesitate for a long moment before finally speaking up.

“You don’t mind?”

“Of course not. I was just a little flustered earlier.”

For a moment, one corner of Ash’s mouth twitched and seemed to lift. I blinked once, and he was back to his expressionless self. It was such a brief moment that I couldn’t tell if it was real or not.

Well, whatever. So, are you going to accept my offer or not?

“…If you’re willing to go to such lengths to help me… Okay.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Hah. That’s it. I think something has changed between Ash and I, but we’ll have to think about that later. We’ve gotten past the crisis, and that’s that!

As I’m mentally singing my praises, Ash gently squeezes the hand I’m holding in front of him and brings his lips to my ear.

“So, when shall we begin, senior?”

…It was the beginning of another crisis.

* * *

My hands have never felt so light as I walk to Ash’s room, usually carrying a history book as thick as my head, but today I don’t even hold a pen.

Yeah, who needs books and pens?

I knocked on Ash’s door and he greeted me with a smile.

“Looks like you just took a shower.”

“Do I smell good?”

“Yeah, not bad.”

“Good.”

Instead of sitting at the table, we plopped down on the bed side by side. Ash stiffened slightly and turned to face me.

Whoa. Let’s keep it calm, Yveline.

Tucking my hair behind my ear, I turned to face Ash as well.

“Look.”

“What?”

“Look down your pants.”

“…….”

The guy who boldly insisted on having sex seemed to have disappeared, and now he appeared genuinely innocent, almost resembling a compassionate man.

Yeah, he’s a virgin.

Today is the first day of sex education. The first lesson is on masturbation. I don’t know if I’ll be able to teach him well with my shallow knowledge, but I’ll do my best to teach him. I’m a do-er, after all.

So why am I so nervous?

Ash put his hand on the buckle of his pants, slowly undoing it. His white fingers moved gracefully in the waistband of his pants.

“So, senior. Am I doing well? Are you watching?”

“Yeah, I’m watching.”

His pants gaped open and I could see something big and blunt peeking out from under the black drawers. It looked like a coiled snake, I thought.

“Take it out.”

“…….”

“Take it out, touch it or rub it.”

A white hand reached into the drawers, and soon a large, long stick-like thing emerged.

Holy shit, it’s big.

I screamed inwardly and congratulated myself for not letting the sound escape my lips.

“Hey, senior. What should I do next?”

Wait, wait, wait. My head went white.

All the plans I’d made for his arrival were thrown into the trash. The color was pink again, disproportionate to its size.

This is so…….

“Senior…….”

Ash calls out to me like he’s in pain, and it’s hard to stay awake because it’s so damn erotic. It’s hard to believe that the huge p*nis, which contrasts so starkly with Ash’s long, white hands, belongs to him.

“First, close your eyes.”

I’m sure my embarrassment will show on my face at any moment, so I close my eyes as well.

“And think of something that might trigger your sexual urges.”

“You.”

“Okay, I’m here, so take your time thinking about it.”

“…Senior.”

“Stop calling me and focus.”

“Haah, senior… Yveline.”

At that moment, Ash’s p*nis began to grow larger and larger, flaunting its presence like crazy. I looked at his c*ck and realized what Ash meant when he called out to me.

Holy shit, is it me who he’s masturbating to?!

“Senior, it hurts down there. Haah, Yveline. Senior. Teacher. Hm……..”

What the hell are you thinking?!

Ash’s p*nis stood erect as if he was angry. Ash’s breathing was getting faster and faster. I quickly moved on to the next step, realizing that if I delayed any longer, something would happen.

“Grab the pole with your right hand. Then stroke it slowly up and down, okay?”

Ash lightly squeezed his p*nis. But he couldn’t quite get it right, and it kept jerking out of place. Each time, Ash let out a breath like a sigh and furrowed his brow.

“This is weird, I want to do something more, but I can’t figure out how…….”

“Calm down, you’re just going with your instincts, don’t loosen your grip on his p*nis, just slowly bounce it up and down and back and forth…….”

“Ugh, senior, please do something!”

Ash had never really masturbated before, and he was fumbling with his pole, unable to do anything but stroke it with his clumsy hands, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

He cried out for help, calling out my name with a pained expression on his face. The sight of him in such agony made me nervous.

Mr. Hello!

“Hmph! Senior…….”

“Stop calling me that.”

“Eh……!”

Ash’s body stiffened. I’d wrapped my hand halfway around his p*nis and grabbed it.

To be honest, I’m embarrassed for him.

Ha, this is crazy.

Ash releases his hand and thrusts his pelvis toward me. Well, what the hell.

“Hmph. Tell me. What to do.”

“Feel it. Slowly stroke up and down, like this, like this.”

“Ugh, ahhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

“How about that, Ash. Good?”

“Hey, that’s weird, Senior. Hah. Something a little more… ahem…….”

Ash’s pelvis began to thrust shallowly. The petal-like glans popped out over my hand, then slid back in.

I could feel myself blushing. Luckily, Ash’s eyes were closed, so he didn’t see the bright red of my cheeks.

“Think about it. You’re actually having sex. Think you’re going in and out of a tight hole, not with your hand.”

“Ha, ugh. Stimulation, too. Ha.”

Suddenly, Ash’s grip on my shoulders tightened. He rubs his forehead against my neck, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

“Senior, senior. Ugh. Please. Aah.”

I quickened the pace of my hand a little more. The thudding sound echoed lustfully into the room.

But Ash’s bucking of his hips is stronger than my hand movements. He thrusts his pelvis as hard as if he’s actually penetrating me.

My hand slips a few times as I’m pushed back by the sheer force of it. Ash wasn’t satisfied, so he layered his big hand over mine and began to rock vigorously.

Was this the same person who was pouting about how to do it just a moment ago?!

“Haak, ah, ah, senior, ah, Yveline, ah.”

“…….”

I involuntarily swallowed hard because he looked so damn erotic. Ash swayed his hips and hands in a trance. The pace picked up and Ash’s breathing became more ragged. I felt myself climaxing.

Ash lifted his head and looked at me. The inside of his wall, which had been closed the entire time, was right there in front of me. A lustful wall of desire.

I was too caught up in his eyes to look anywhere else.

I stared at him for a long time… and then my lips parted.

“Ash.”

At the sound of his name, heat spread beneath my hand, and I watched as his face contorted into an orgasm. His red lips made a pleading sound and his eyelids closed slightly as he whimpered my name.

“Haah, Yveline.”