20 - Chapter 18: Delinquents
Ah, fuck. Seriously. Just my fucking luck.
I looked at the hands groping my body and the eyes glistening with lust, and cursed under my breath.
'Should I just punch them a few times and run?'
Street thugs like this, I could size them up at a glance. At best, they'd be D-rank like me. In that case, my professional combat training would give me the upper hand.
But that thought didn't last long. Because they could think the same thing.
Before I knew it, the blade of the automatic knife the Dyed-hair Girl had pulled out was pressed against my neck.
"Wanna come with your noonas for a bit?"
Ah. Well, that changes things.
How the hell am I supposed to take on a bitch with a knife with my bare hands?
Maybe if there was some distance between us, I'd have a chance to counter.
But with it pressed right against my throat like this, there's nothing I can do.
I nodded obediently and was dragged to the delinquents' hideout.
Still, they're just thugs. If I play along for a bit, they'll probably slip up.
The building the delinquents used as a hideout was an old, long-abandoned house.
A forgotten house, tucked away in a corner of the back alleys. Perfect for a delinquent hideout.
Inside the living room, a mattress was laid out on the floor, and a worn-out sofa sat nearby.
Once inside the hideout, the Short-haired Girl rummaged through the junk and pulled out a cable tie.
She walked up to me and tied my wrists with it.
Only then did the Dyed-hair Girl feel safe enough to put the automatic knife away.
The two delinquents left me standing there, both hands bound, and sat down on the sofa.
"Pull down your pants."
"Ugh...."
They gave me an order. I bit my lower lip in humiliation and obeyed.
I lowered my pants just enough to pull my cock out. Made me feel like a stripper. Showing my dick like a whore to a couple of street-trash delinquents—it was miserable.
Even amid the wretchedness and humiliation, my cock got hard on its own. The delinquents mocked the sight.
"Look at this fucker, getting hard just from showing it off and nothing else?"
"Getting excited just from flashing it—he's really no ordinary slut."
Hearing their taunts and insults only made me feel more pathetic.
Fuck. I'm a hunter. And I have to take this shit from street trash who probably don't even have a higher mana rank than me.
The Dyed-hair Girl didn't give a shit how I felt. She stretched out her leg and tapped my glans with the soft tip of her stockinged foot.
"Hey, jerk off a bit."
"....."
"I said answer."
"...Yes."
I gave up and grabbed my cock. Then I started masturbating in front of them.
"Ugh..., ueugh..., heut..., ah...."
The squelch of foreskin, the slap of my balls, the moans I tried to hold back but kept slipping out anyway.
"Look at that slut bastard, leaking pre-cum everywhere."
And the occasional mockery, the hungry gazes.
Amid all of it tangled together, I came into the air.
Semen sprayed from the tip of my bobbing glans and splattered onto the cement floor.
"Haa..., heuk..., fuck...."
As the public masturbation show ended, the Dyed-hair Girl dragged me over—still trembling from the orgasm—and sat me down on her plump yet firm thighs.
Sitting on her lap, I briefly wondered how many delinquents had fucked on that sofa and mattress.
While I was thinking that, the hand that had threatened me with a knife slipped inside my shirt and gently rolled my nipples. Sticky breaths brushed against my nape and ears.
Her other hand grabbed my cock, which was slowly going soft, and worked it somewhat clumsily but vigorously to keep it hard.
She gripped the shaft and stroked up and down. She also bent her thumb and picked at my urethral opening with her nail.
"I..., me too...."
The Short-haired Girl, watching the scene, couldn't hold back either and got up from the sofa.
She grabbed my shoulders and kissed me. She licked my closed lips, then slipped her tongue through the gap, and our tongues tangled.
Sitting on someone else's lap, both hands tied, being kissed, nipples and cock stimulated—this went on until I came for the first time.
The Dyed-hair Girl licked the semen smeared all over her hand like it was delicious.
The Short-haired Girl pulled her lips away from mine, grabbed my balls, sucked my cock clean with her mouth, and even slurped the remaining semen out of my urethra.
"Hey, lie down."
Having bitten and sucked every part of my body to their satisfaction, they whispered to me. A shove followed, and I fell onto the mattress.
I ended up with my ass in the air and my face against the floor. I barely lifted my stinging face, awkwardly raising my upper body. The delinquents pulled my pants all the way down, leaving them bunched around my knees.
"Haa..., this fucker... is seriously fucking hot...."
The Dyed-hair Girl muttered that as she stroked my ass.
The hand kneading my flesh gradually moved toward the center, and her middle and ring fingers dug between my ass cheeks.
After carefully caressing my crack for a while, her hand pulled away, and the Dyed-hair Girl spoke in a slightly hazy voice.
"Still not loosened up enough."
Saying that, the Dyed-hair Girl spread my ass cheeks and kissed my anus. Then she licked it, twisting her tongue like a snake.
"Hehe..., you're flinching..., hey..., feels good...? You like being licked...? Huh...?"
"Heueut..., aah...."
While the Dyed-hair Girl attacked my rear, the Short-haired Girl knelt in front of me, bringing her eyes level with mine.
She lowered her head and kissed my nipple. Then, making a smacking sound, she moved downward little by little.
Her head, kissing downward in order from the nipple, to the ribs, the solar plexus, the navel, the lower belly, eventually reached my cock.
Without hesitation, the Short-haired Girl kissed the tip of my glans and gathered her tongue to steal the semen pooled at the opening.
"Aah..., ah..., heueut...."
Trembling from the soft pleasure hitting me from front and back, I also thought.
'If I strike down the head that's sucking my cock right now, maybe I could take out the short-haired one?'
When they tied my wrists with the cable tie, they did it loosely in front instead of behind my back.
But I had to give up that thought.
'But then I'd have trouble with the Dyed-hair one who's got my back.'
Deciding to wait for a better opportunity, I held back the impulse for now.
After sucking my cock for a while, the Short-haired Girl apparently decided that was enough warming up and lifted her head.
"Haa..., can I..., can I go first...?"
"Fine by me."
Once an agreement was reached with the Dyed-hair Girl, the Short-haired Girl lay down on her back, spreading her legs.
As she spread her legs, her short, tight skirt naturally rolled up.
Revealing her crotch and panties.
The Short-haired Girl made me bend down while simultaneously pulling her panties to the side, revealing her pussy glistening with arousal.
With her other hand, she grabbed my cock and pulled it. She guided me inside, lining up her pussy hole with my glans.
Once my cock was inside her pussy and a warm feeling rose up around it, I started moving my hips almost instinctively. The vaginal folds of the Short-haired Girl writhed in response.
"Haa...."
I gasped for breath. The Dyed-hair Girl, who had been licking my anus, also seemed to decide this was enough and took her mouth away.
In place of her lips, the tip of the Dyed-hair Girl's middle finger touched my anus. Her middle finger plunged straight inside.
"Ooh...."
When I stopped my hips briefly and trembled, the Dyed-hair Girl chuckled at something amusing.
The Dyed-hair Girl stimulated me by probing around with her middle finger. Then she found my prostate and massaged it.
"Heok...."
Every time my prostate was pressed and touched, a tingling, twisted pleasure traveled up my spine. Sweat broke out all over my body, and it was so hot I wanted to writhe.
"Ahat..., ah..., ah..., ah...."
Meanwhile, the Short-haired Girl beneath me wrapped her thighs around my sides, folding her legs to embrace my entire waist.
"Aang..., haa..., hehe..., try a little harder...."
The Short-haired Girl, also finding my desperate expression amusing, grinned and used both thumbs and index fingers to pinch my nipples, fiddling and gently rolling them.
Of course, there was no way I could hold out in a situation like that.
In an instant, blood rushed to my head.
Even as my mind grew hazy, I didn't want to make a pathetic sound, so I gritted my teeth tightly.
Then my eyes naturally rolled back, and my vision distorted.
Strength flooded every single muscle in my body, contracting them all at once.
"Haha, this fucker's dying from pleasure. Look at him clenching his back hole tight around my finger. You like it that much? Huh?"
Feeling the pressure that seemed like it might break her finger, the Dyed-hair Girl insulted me with a voice full of triumph, beaming.
"Aang..., ah...!"
The Short-haired Girl felt the semen burst through her narrowed urethra as my muscles contracted, filling her womb, and wore a melting expression.
I felt the strength drain from my body and a deep fatigue wash over me.