Purification Esper

※This work contains references to impregnation and breeding kinks. Please consider this before reading.

“Teacher, did you know? I’ve never even masturbated properly because no one taught me how.”
“Huh…? What?”
“You never taught me that, teacher.”

After dying in an accident, Hajin finds himself reincarnated as the protagonist of the very book he was reading.
Hajin had been living a stable life in this new world, but recently, he’s been troubled by one thing: the lewd requests made by Benny, the boy he’s been mentoring, ever since Benny turned twenty.

Despite acting like a lustful dog chasing after Hajin, Benny’s innocent expressions always managed to leave Hajin completely disarmed. Whenever Benny asked about what a kiss was or what sex meant, Hajin always found himself answering with his body instead of words. Benny even started interfering in Hajin’s work—using sexual contact to heal other Espers.

“You promised, didn’t you?”
“…”
“That you’d only masturbate, suck, and have sex with me from now on.”
“…Yeah.”

The most serious problem, however, is that Hajin doesn’t hate his relationship with Benny.
Wracked with guilt, Hajin tries to put distance between them, but Benny, sensing this, drops his innocent facade and begins revealing his true nature.

* * *

“Mmgh…!”

I want him to whisper my name with his face drenched in cum. I want him to lick off the sticky mess clinging to his skin and call my name, Benny, until I can’t hold back anymore. Then I’d grab him, spread his legs wide, and press the tip of my cock against that teasing hole of his. Without properly preparing him, I’d push into that tight space, making him jump in shock as he feels the intrusion. I want to see Hajin cry out, his lips trembling as he says,

‘No, Benny… You’re too big… It doesn’t fit… Ahhh!’

I want to see him call his own body a pussy as he clings to me, begging me to fuck him. His lips would say no, but his red, swollen hole would entice me, pulsing and inviting me in. I’d bite those tempting lips, sinking my teeth into them, as I thrust all the way in.

As I imagine sucking on his tongue and shoving myself inside him in one stroke, I know he’d love it. His small, adorable, and impossibly tight hole was already mine—Benny Curtis’s personal pussy, conquered countless times in my dreams and fantasies.

I tightened my grip on my cock, pretending it was buried deep inside Hajin. The sensation made me shudder, almost like it was real. My arm flexed as my hand pumped harder, veins bulging as my bicep swelled with the movement.

Pressing my forehead against the wall, I focused entirely on the image of Hajin’s hole as I stroked myself to completion. In my mind, I held him close, biting down hard on my teeth as I lost control.

“…!”

Hot liquid surged to the tip of my cock, spilling out in thick, heavy spurts. Even though it was my second release, the amount was just as overwhelming as the first.

I didn’t want to waste it like this, spilling it into thin air. I wanted to shove my cock deep into Hajin’s stomach and empty myself there. If I could do that, I’d get to see him with his small belly swelling full, panting and moaning in pleasure as he writhed on my cock.

If only he weren’t a man, he’d already be pregnant from the sheer amount of cum I’d released. The sound of it dripping heavily to the floor made my frustration even worse.