Teacher, Is This Your First Time?

“Oh, it’s up.”

The faint laughter that resonated in the round bowl of the wine glass contained mischief.

“Haah. Hnngh……”

As the speed of my forearm’s movement increased, my tightly closed lips gradually parted. Though I tried to swallow it, faint moaning sounds kept leaking through the gap.

But what I hated hearing most was the rhythmic slapping sound.

The sound of a fist hitting the groin echoed through the quiet living room. The living room, which was not only spacious but also had a ceiling height that seemed to be more than one floor high, was sufficient to act as a speaker for the explicit sound to reverberate vividly.

Sometimes late at night, there were days when my face would heat up. Then I would pull the blanket over my head and, with my eyes closed, soothe the feverish heat, so I didn’t know. The fact that if I tried to stand, my trembling knees would make it impossible to stand properly.

I put as much strength as possible into my curling toes and kept my knees stiff, barely managing to hold on.

“Ungh. Ahh!”

I climbed the familiar uphill path one step at a time. I could know, and even be certain, that I was about to reach the peak. Now, just a little more, a bit further…

“Stop.”

But Woo Tae-seon simply pushed me back down to the very bottom.

“W-what?”

“I said stop.”

Only I, who still hadn’t grasped the situation, blinked my eyes open and closed.

“Why, why…”

It was about to end. Why. Woo Tae-seon suddenly stopped me as I was running with all my might. I couldn’t tell whether my loudly pounding heart was due to my body heating up with excitement or because of growing anxiety.

“Sit down and spread your legs.”

“…Huh?”

What Woo Tae-seon pressed was a remote control that could adjust what he had been watching until just now. Like a skip button that could fast-forward through boring parts.

Once I recognized that signal, my panting breath began to tremble.

In fact, I had thought he might not end it like this. It’s impossible that I hadn’t thought of it. I just shook my head, trying hard to deny it.

‘…What?’

‘I’m asking if you also masturbate anally.’

Woo Tae-seon had asked me with the same clear face he used when asking, “Teacher, when do we need to submit the performance assessment?” Rather than a question, it was with certainty.

‘You don’t look like someone searching for a place to put it in, even to me as a teacher.’

‘S-shut up.’

‘Unless you’re a hole looking for a dick to stuff it.’

That day too.

“If you just, just once, show me once, then, it’ll, it’ll be okay…”

“Yes. So you need to show me.”

And even now, his calm voice continued to intimidate me.

“You must be quite loose by now.”

Even while saying such things, Woo Tae-seon was confident. No, he had no hesitation at all, as if it were natural.

Late Saturday afternoon. Woo Tae-seon dressed neatly even when relaxing comfortably at home, and me without anything on. …He says this is natural. At least, I had never even imagined such a thing.

But the situation I couldn’t believe even while seeing it with my own eyes, and the voice that was cruelly kind, were not the end.

“You don’t think I called you all the way here just to watch you jerk off, do you?”

As the meaning of Woo Tae-seon’s request to “show properly” began to become clear, the vague anxiety was also regaining its distinct form.

His demand for me to take off all my clothes wasn’t to humiliate me. What Woo Tae-seon wanted was simple. There was no hidden meaning. It was exactly what he had said.

“Spread your legs.”

The coercive voice constricted me. It made me curl up like a small, crumpled ball. Only then did he leisurely begin to tie each of my limbs meticulously. It was as if an invisible puppet string connected Woo Tae-seon’s hands to my limbs.

“There’s no reason to back out now, right?”

What do you mean there’s no reason? If he told me to go back even now, I could go back. I had confidence that I could take today’s events to my grave without blaming anyone.

I was pushed to my limits to the point where I would grab any option immediately without hesitation, as long as it was different from the current situation.

“Teacher, you’re often told you ruin the mood, aren’t you?”

The explicit gaze seemed to have lost quite a bit of interest by now, but that didn’t mean I could be happy about it.

“This is more boring than I expected.”

Rather, the eyes that had lost interest might sharpen again with caprice. My whole body began to tremble with anxiety that the situation might flow into something even worse than now.

If what was already disastrous enough for me was a boring situation for Woo Tae-seon, then whatever he would find interesting would be far from ordinary, not close to it. And whatever it might be, it would easily exceed my guesses.

Just like how after being caught by Woo Tae-seon in the infirmary on the sports festival day, I had only expected blackmail about showing him the final exam paper.

“…I’ll do it.”

Woo Tae-seon nodded lightly, and I was able to extend my opportunity. In fact, I couldn’t tell whether Woo Tae-seon’s nod meant he understood, or if it was just a meaningless slight movement that I had misinterpreted.

Goosebumps rose from my buttocks. The marble floor is very cold—that was my first thought when I put my buttocks on the floor.

“……”

Feeling the gaze looking down at me, I felt even smaller. Even though only my posture had changed. It was miserable. I thought it was an appropriate posture for the situation that had befallen me and the relationship between me and that boy.

“You’re really resistant.”

Woo Tae-seon muttered softly.

“Is it that difficult for you to act on your own before I tell you to?”

I thought his tone, which conveyed that he couldn’t understand at all, was brazen.

Telling me to act on my own. Even though it was he who made me feel like I needed permission for even raising my head to look at him or barely taking small breaths.

“I understand.”

“……”

“Then I’ll tell you one by one.”

The suddenly kind voice approached gradually. Our gazes met with Woo Tae-seon, who was now standing in front of me, from a slightly higher position than before.

Woo Tae-seon sat on the single sofa closest to me. Unlike before, Woo Tae-seon didn’t lean against the backrest but leaned his upper body forward. Both elbows naturally rested on his knees.

Just by looking at his changed posture, I could tell that Woo Tae-seon had regained interest. I had no desire to welcome it, but I also didn’t have the courage to upset Woo Tae-seon. I couldn’t go against his words.

“Spread your legs to the sides, teacher.”

Following the gentle voice, I slowly spread my legs. No, my legs spread under the gentle coercion.

“Your buttocks too. I want to see how wide your hole is.”

Hole. Something hot welled up from below my chest.

But instead of spilling out my churning insides, I bit down hard on my lower lip. So what? It’s nothing. Repeating this to myself, it seemed okay. Actually, at this point, it was funny to even consider my feelings and emotions.

I grabbed my buttocks and spread them apart. Contrary to Woo Tae-seon’s words, a persistent gaze reached the deep place that couldn’t possibly be open.

“I can’t see well because of your dick. Lift it up a bit.”

I wanted to think that Woo Tae-seon had no effect on me, but just his choice of explicit words easily made my ears hot.

My dick, which had been abruptly blocked right before climax, had lost their strength and returned to a flaccid state. Gritting my teeth, I pressed the fleshy column against my lower abdomen.

“It would be better to probe with your finger. It’s not open yet.”

For a moment, I couldn’t understand whose finger he was referring to. Startled, I looked at Woo Tae-seon. But Woo Tae-seon was still looking down at me from where he sat, in the same posture as before.

“…Ah.”

Rather, only after meeting my gaze did a subtle change occur.

“Hmm. You didn’t think I meant my finger, did you?”

How would I put it in there? Woo Tae-seon, muttering as if talking to himself, let out a deflated laugh as if in disbelief. I found the two syllables hidden among his laughter. ‘As if.’ Woo Tae-seon was a ruthless bastard who took away even the words I could have said.

“Time’s passing, teacher.”

The silver wheel watch on Woo Tae-seon’s wrist caught my eye. Even though there was no way I could hear the second hand ticking, it seemed like I could hear the ticking sound incessantly.

Woo Tae-seon’s voice, tone, expression, posture—everything that made him up was urging me on.

“…Ugh.”