Teacher, Is This Your First Time?

That’s why it was even more painful. I wanted to escape from here right away, but I couldn’t even get off the chair, let alone leave this place. My body, tightly bound by Woo Tae-seon, wouldn’t move according to my will.

All I could do in his embrace was struggle a bit more strongly than before. Even though I knew I’d return to the same position because of his firm grip on my wrists.

“Well then.”

At that moment, the fingers that had been thrusting up to the deepest part of my inner walls suddenly slipped out. As I opened my tightly shut eyes, the chair I had been kneeling on rotated to the right.

“Is it because of this?”

It took several blinks to clear my tear-filled eyes and gain a clear view. Only then did I realize that what Woo Tae-seon was pointing at was the school broadcast microphone, and that microphone was protruding right next to my face.

Click, click. Following the discordant sound in the brief silence, my head moved downward.

“…Huh?”

“Because you like this sort of thing, Teacher.”

“Tae-seon, please.”

“Getting hard while imagining someone watching. Like a pervert.”

His long, damp fingers were flicking playfully. With each flick of the red button, viscous liquid from his fingers splattered upward.

If that protruding red plastic button were pressed by those fingers, the sound from the broadcasting room would echo throughout the school through speakers installed everywhere. And the next sound to break the silence would not be from Woo Tae-seon, but from me. Not sounds I made, but sounds Woo Tae-seon made me make.

Even this brief imagination made my face turn pale.

“No, Tae-seon. Please don’t…”

“Then it is because of this, isn’t it?”

“Ah! Hng!”

This.

The fingers that had easily threatened me with a simple gesture penetrated me again and immediately found their spot. Despite crying out at the sudden penetration, I felt relieved. I thought this was better.

Woo Tae-seon intensified his actions in the direction that made me writhe more. As if asking if this was right.

“Yes, hnng, yes! This! Haah, hng. G-good, ngh, it’s good…”

Only then did I understand. Woo Tae-seon had taught me that I shouldn’t shake my head.

I nodded to him through my tears. Even though he didn’t ask me anymore, I nodded incessantly. I had to admit that everything he said was right. Even though the force oppressing me had disappeared, I couldn’t escape. Only then did Woo Tae-seon’s malice subside.

But the distress I felt didn’t subside.

“…Haa, hnn, ngh. Hic!”

I definitely hated it. My body, rigid with tension, rejected everything. The idea that something had to penetrate through that, that I had to show it to someone else, was painful. It truly was.

But at some point, something felt strange. I felt a different sensation.

“Ah, ngh, ah, s-stop!”

It was the climax I had been waiting for so desperately.

Just as I reached my peak, I wasn’t touching the front. Yet I expelled my semen without difficulty, which troubled me. My buttocks, which had been twitching after ejaculation, gradually settled down.

“Hng! Hnn…”

Just because I liked men didn’t mean I necessarily enjoyed anal masturbation. On the rare occasions when I tried it, I simply imagined my senior inserting his dick into me, since sex typically involves one person penetrating, and reached climax with that fantasy. I became mentally aroused by giving it symbolic meaning in my imagination, but physically, the sensation didn’t particularly excite me.

I loved my senior. It was a pure, devoted feeling that had lasted for six whole years.

But now, something was strange. I hated myself for how my fingers kept wanting to go to my backside even while stroking my dick. I was appalled at the feeling of dissatisfaction that arose within me. I resented Woo Tae-seon for showing me sensations I hadn’t known before.

Because of Woo Tae-seon, I was becoming strange. Yes, it was all because of Woo Tae-seon.

“I knew you’d like it.”

The beginning of any change is often very subtle. Consequently, the minute changes that follow are even harder to notice. Perhaps that’s why I didn’t realize my condition until it had reached this point.

I thought that at this rate, I might find myself crying for Woo Tae-seon’s fingers, begging him to put his dick inside me. This was the first sense of crisis I felt as I was becoming accustomed to this absurd situation.

‘Unless it’s a hole searching for a dick to fill it.’

Perhaps Woo Tae-seon was right.

* * *

After that, the places where I met Woo Tae-seon at school gradually increased one by one. I had to wait for Woo Tae-seon at the place and time he specified.

[Come to the rooftop.]

[Now.]

The time and place always arrived in short messages.

It was the first time I learned today that the school rooftop was open. Aren’t they usually locked for safety reasons? It was only after opening the rooftop door with that thought that I realized perhaps others might not know about it either, not just me.

There was no sign that anyone had been to the spacious rooftop. It was exactly the school rooftop I knew—giving the impression that it had been abandoned because no one used it.

However, there was one incongruous element.

“Why did you call me here?”

The trap that had lured me here.

Woo Tae-seon, who had been leaning against the railing, turned around. His light brown hair, illuminated by the sunlight, seemed to lighten even more, sparkling like grains of sand. The cold expression beneath it crumbled instantly like a collapsing sand castle, but only after he spotted me.

“Because it’s a nice day.”

Before moving my feet, I reached behind me to check once more that the rooftop door was properly locked. I now knew not to leave even the slightest possibility.

The wind blowing from behind Woo Tae-seon, who was smiling brightly, gently tousled his thin hair as it passed. I couldn’t sympathize with the picturesque scene before my eyes. At least for me, it was nothing but a trap reeking of danger.

Only after standing in front of Woo Tae-seon, who was visibly different from me as I grew increasingly stiff the closer we got, did I notice the faint sound of something rattling in his pants pocket.

Only then did I realize that one of Woo Tae-seon’s hands had been in his pants pocket since I came up to the rooftop.

“I found something interesting.”

Noticing my gaze on his pocket, Woo Tae-seon willingly showed me what he was holding.

What sat on his large palm was something oval-shaped and elongated like a black sapphire grape. It was made of what appeared to be a soft rubber material, and only after seeing the rectangular switch placed beside it could I immediately tell what kind of item it was.

“…Break time’s almost over.”

What Woo Tae-seon handed me was a small vibrator, an egg rotor.

“This will be over quickly too.”

But my somewhat courageous rebellion had to easily yield to Woo Tae-seon’s soft laughter. No, Woo Tae-seon didn’t even seem to care about my resistance. Perhaps it was natural. He didn’t need to compromise with me.

“So, I just put this in?”

“Yes, teacher.”

Should I be grateful that it was just one?

“…I’m asking if just putting it in is all I need to do.”

“I know it’s not enough. I’m quite greedy.”

Realizing that further conversation was meaningless, I closed my mouth and unbuckled my pants. Even if it was small, I couldn’t just insert it in one go just because I was in a hurry.

“You can’t just shove it in.”

“…I know that.”

“You’ll cry saying you’re afraid it might tear.”

I knew that much. Of course, Woo Tae-seon must have known that I wouldn’t put it in right away. Looking at the corners of his mouth that were smiling regardless of my answer made that clear. When did I ever cry saying I was scared? Annoying bastard.

Holding up my loosened waistband with one hand so it wouldn’t fall to the floor, I gradually stretched the narrow opening with my other hand. Starting with one finger, then two, three…

“Hnngh…”

Only then could I insert the rotor. The more I pushed it in, the more my heels lifted slightly. The foreign sensation that showed off its presence in my belly with every breath was so strange. I felt like I could even sense my inner walls squirming around the rotor.

Despite loosening it sufficiently with my fingers, the dry hole was quite stiff. I thought it might have been easier if it had been a slick material like plastic.

“…That should do it now.”

Of course, it wasn’t over. It started when Woo Tae-seon, who had been quietly watching me, grabbed my wrist. Woo Tae-seon made me stand bracing myself against the railing he had been leaning on. Sensing what was coming, I closed my eyes and gripped the smooth railing as tightly as I could.

The hand that slipped into the back of my waistband headed straight for the hole. Since I had somewhat anticipated this, it wasn’t particularly surprising.

“Did you put it in deep?”

“I, put it, haah…”

Woo Tae-seon pushed the rotor deeper inside. The hard, unfamiliar foreign object cut through my tightly closed inner walls and went deeper and deeper. Since his finger was pushing the rotor in, it inevitably went deeper than usual.