DPGR 59

“Ah, huff…!”

Even though Jiho struggled to break free from his grip, Dojin did not easily let go of him.
Rather, he grabbed Jiho’s pelvis, which was moving as if trying to escape, and relentlessly tormented his penis.

Jiho, who had been sobbing and moaning, eventually couldn’t hold back and pleaded.
Jiho’s body, which had collapsed after spurting thin semen countless times, was still limp, but Dojin, who had not yet climaxed, gripped his genitals tightly again and stroked it vigorously.

“Ah, ha-eung, ah…!”

It is now a time closer to dawn than to night.

Why, why aren’t you doing it…!

By now, they should have already had sex at least ten or twelve times but Dojin was completely absorbed in caressing Jiho, as if determined to see it through to the very end.

“Ugh, ugh…”

Jiho felt like he had to go to the bathroom.

–Stop, stop…!

Dojin thought he was simply holding back his emotions and continued to persistently move his hands.
Since Jiho’s climax was imminent, his masturbation became increasingly rough.

“Ah, ugh…!”

Due to the relentless stimulation, Jiho, who was exhausted, finally burst into tears.

“Haa, ugh, sob….”

Only then did Dohjin, noticing Jiho’s condition, belatedly stop his hand.

“G-Guide Jiho?”

But at the same time, a thin liquid shot out from the tip of Jiho’s penis, which had been pushed to its limit.

“……!”

It was too watery to be semen, and too clear to be urine.
The unidentified fluid soaked Dojin’s chest and abdomen, trickling down.

“Ugh…!”

Seeing this scene while sober, Jiho burst into tears like a child.
He thought he peed on the bed.

“Ji-Jiho, ugh.”

Thud!

Jiho, who was crying and didn’t know what to do with his shame, hit Dojin’s shoulder with his fist.
Naturally, the hand that was hitting hurt more, and all that resulted was louder crying.

“Sorry, sorry. Huh?”

Suddenly, Dojin, who had inadvertently hit Jiho’s fist with his shoulder, turned pale and examined his hand.
And then, after the full-fledged foreplay, I finally had the leisure to look around at his surroundings.

“Ah..”

The bed, which was always neat, was now in such a mess that it was beyond any attempt to clean it up.
Jiho’s thighs and his own lower abdomen, as well as the bed sheets, were all soaked with bodily fluids.
After checking the time, Dojin looked surprised.

Thanks to focusing solely on Jiho’s pleasure and getting lost in it, he didn’t realize that so much time had passed.
It wasn’t like he had lost his mind over guiding.
Even the guiding had been cut off halfway. It was due to Jiho’s lack of stamina.

“Huh, huhh…”

After crying out of shame, Jiho sniffled and whined sleepily.
Dojin hurriedly found a clean part of the sheet and wiped Jiho’s body, then planted a kiss on his cheek.

“I’m sorry. I should have considered your stamina…”

Jiho kept squinting his eyes and glaring at Dojin. It seemed he thought Dojin’s excessive stamina was the problem.
Dojin stifled a laugh while making a sulky face. Then, he covered Jiho’s eyes with his hand.

“You must be tired, so go to sleep. I’ll take care of the cleanup.”

Whatever he was thinking, Jiho’s lips, moved under Dojin’s hand, began to pout again.

– I was going to rest, but…

Embarrassingly, he had to wash up and go to bed because he had wet myself.
Jiho’s face, touching Dojin’s palm, became flushed. He realized why Jiho had burst into tears and let out an “Ah.”

“That thing from earlier?”

…nod.

“That’s different from urine.”

“Hmm.”
Jiho lightly tapped the hand that Dojin had placed over his eyes. When Dojin moved his hand away, Jiho, with tears welling up in his eyes, read Dojin’s expression.

“It’s true.”

The contents of the manual also included this information.
He didn’t know, but it turns out men can also squirt.
Dojin hesitated for a moment, wondering how to explain this, and then scooped the fluids left by Jiho on his body with his fingers to show it through action.
And then.

He popped it into his mouth and sucked on it.
“Um. It doesn’t taste like anything.”

“……!! Waaah!”

Jiho burst into tears with a look of shock still on his face. It was a louder cry than before.
Flustered, Dojin hurriedly apologized again, but it was too late to soothe Jiho.

“Uuuuuuh!”

Why are you eating that! Why!
Jiho’s crying didn’t stop easily, and in the end, Dojin had to sweat profusely while apologizing .

***

After crying for a long time, Jiho, unable to overcome his physical limits, soon fell asleep.
Dojin looked at Jiho’s swollen and puffy eyes with pity and let out a heavy sigh.

Looking back now, it seemed like he had been too much, and Jiho had only suffered.

“It’s gotten too long. I couldn’t stop in the middle…”

With a low sigh, Dojin turned off the bright lights in the bedroom and instead turned on the night light.
Under the soft light, Dojin gazed at Jiho’s face, lost in thought.

‘It seems like it was a lie after all.’

There were things he saw and felt while sucking and biting Jiho for several hours.

Jiho showed a strange reaction as if he had never experienced such gentle stimulation before.
No matter how much Dojin sees his future self as a separate person, he was not unaware that ‘that bastard’ was still himself.

So, as Jiho said, if in the future he had indeed been guiding him through sex regularly, Jiho should have also become accustomed to gentle caresses.
However, Jiho’s reaction was completely different from what Dojin had expected.

Dojin couldn’t help but notice—partway through—that Jiho had lied. Still, he couldn’t stop now.

‘You have no conscience.’

Dojin inwardly mocked himself and rubbed his tired eyes. Is there really only one thing he lacks, and that’s his conscience?

‘No thought, no awareness, no patience.’

Even at this moment, his slightly limp penis was gradually coming back to life without any awareness.
Is it because he’s been holding back just to watch Jiho until the end?
Now his lower abdomen is even starting to throb a bit.

Dojin fixed his gaze on Jiho’s peacefully sleeping face and hesitantly grasped his half-erect penis.

“Hah, huh….”

Masturbating to a sleeping person evoked a considerable sense of creep.
Especially if it’s a guide who is 14 years younger than you.

And strangely enough, from the moment he became aware of it, the thought of having to stop the act disappeared, and pleasure took over his mind.

Fap- fap- fap-

His speed increased even more, and his hands grew increasingly tense.
In the end, Dojin couldn’t hold out for long.

“Ugh…!”

The white fluid shot from the tip of his glans splattered across Jiho’s white belly.
Only then did Dojin’s face twist with guilt.

‘Damn it”

Even though he was cursing at myself, his lower half was still alive and responding again.
The sight of Jiho sleeping with, covered in his own semen, was excessively provocative.
However, it wasn’t good to delay any longer here.

At this rate, the conscience-less version of himself might once again use the excuse of losing his reason to wake Jiho from his deep sleep.

“Let’s just not look at it.”

Dojin kept trying to control himself and stood up.

Then he went to the bathroom, brought a warm towel, gently wiped Jiho’s body, and found the pajamas that had fallen under the bed, dressing him carefully. Fortunately, Jiho, fast asleep, only whimpered a few times and didn’t wake easily.

“Huh..”

“Rest… it’s okay, so sleep.”

Dojin picked up Jiho, who was groaning, and moved him to the bedroom. It was the bedroom that had been assigned to Jiho.

‘Since there are no clean sheets, it would be better to sleep here today.’

He patted Jiho, who was tossing and turning for a moment, to help him fall asleep, then moved quickly to the bathroom.

Inside the shower booth.
Dojin, who had turned on the shower, let out a suppressed sigh as he looked at his still-throbbing penis.

After a brief moment of hesitation, he turned the faucet to the right, but the once rigid erection showed no signs of subsiding even under the icy cold water.
And so, in the end.

“Ugh… Hah…”

Under the cold water. Dojin, without realizing it, recalled Jiho’s body rising, the moans brushing against his ear, and the lingering taste in his mouth, as he shook beneath him.
Before long, he came again. But like an animal in heat, his penis revived and tormented Dojin.

‘Damn it’

In the end, he had no choice but to admit it.
That he was no different from the other espers.

Dojin mocked himself for pretending to be dignified and noble.
Admitting his defeat, Dojin continued to masturbate until he could no longer get an erection.

Strangely, he felt as if his mind was gradually clearing up and his heart was becoming a bit lighter.