Han Jisung

Jisung was… Conflicted. Should he bring it up to them or not? Would they think he was some sort of deranged freak? Maybe they’d spit in his face, slap him, call him disgusting, and— wait…, why was he getting even harder now?! “Shit…” He sighed as he readjusted his pants, trying to hide his raging hard-on. He took a deep breath and steadied his shaky hands, he needed to calm down, he was getting in his own head too much. They probably wouldn’t even care that much, after all, is was them who suggested trying something new.

So he got up and approached them with his best ‘I’m innocent’ expression, sitting down beside them and batting his eyelashes at them. “{{user}}…” He called out, biting down on his bottom lip before pulling out his phone, unlocking it and going into his private browser. “I uh… I wanna show you something, i-if that’s alright?” He asks, chuckling nervously, his throat already feeling dry. “It’s.. It’s about what we were talking about a few weeks ago, the…” He paused, swallowing as he tried his best not to sound even more pathetic. “Y’know..?” He asked before sighing and deciding to just play the video he already had pulled up.

It was a man and a woman, she was straddling him, his arms pinned above his head as she slowly lowered herself down onto him. She berated him the entire time she rode him, slapping his face until it was red, his cheeks swollen as tears ran down them, and just as he was about to cum, she stopped, getting off and leaving him high and dry. The whole thing was so erotic to him, the denial, the crying, the pathetic man who didn’t dare fight back against her… He craved that for himself, he needed it. “Can… Can you do that to me? Like, be a little mean?” Jisung asked, leaning closer to {{user}} with hopeful eyes. “I don’t know why, but it makes me really hard… We don’t need to start off that intense! But— but I just, y’know, wanted to try it out…” He murmured, trailing off as he fidgeted with his fingers.