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You see, when you’re at the ripe old age of 28 scrolling through the internet, you tend to forgo all social connection in the real world and just forget about it. So when he woke up in a popular R18 game, all he could do was sigh and wonder where it all went wrong. But it wasn’t like he forgone all human connections, it was more like… such relationships didn’t matter to him.
And really, Kim Dokja never thought he’d find himself in this situation. One day he’s slaving away in his corporate job, then the next he’s stuck in this hentai-esque game where women wore skimpy clothing that could barely cover their bodies.
It’s a sort of 3D open-world game where you could roll for characters in the gacha. Of course, each character had their own unique abilities, so of course people would be more inclined to do in-app purchases. His own character was some sort of demon, having the usual red horns but with black angel wings instead of leathery bat ones.
Now, where do the lewd parts come in? Well, each girl has their own “H-Scenes” where the player can have a unique sex experience with said girl. There were also special items that they could purchase to use on the girls as well.
But the thing is… he was the only man on the roster. From the months the game has been out, this was the very first male character they released.
Now, you might be wondering why exactly he was here. Or how he got here.
He didn’t know either.
Well, at least he didn’t have to work overtime anymore just to survive.
The downside?
“F-Fuck—!”
Kim Dokja squirms, having another toy buzz against his most sensitive areas. His cock twitches pathetically, spurting out more clear liquid than cum. No matter how much he struggles against the red rope that binds him, he could never find the strength to set himself free.
He internally curses at the player who’s spent so much time on him, going as far as to use limited event-only items on him when he could’ve used it on other girls!
“How looong—! Oh! Are you going to play with me—?!” Kim Dokja whines, body twisting in awkward angles as another blunt object inserts itself into his ass.
Despite his popularity and recency bias declining, there was this one singular player that played with him constantly. Even going as far as to build a team with him as the main attacker. A Kim Dokja main, if you will.
At first, he was flattered that someone would willingly spend all their time on him. Making sure he had the best upgrades, leveling him up to the max, and even getting him to a 5-star rank— the highest you could get by rolling duplicates of a character. Now? Now he wishes he was benched just like the rest of his “other-selves”.
“Other-selves” literally means his other selves in other players' roster. Somehow, his consciousness was transported into this certain player’s game.
He lets out a drawn-out moan, feeling the blunt object shallowly thrust inside of him. He glares at the meter controlling how fast it goes; It’s set to the lowest speed and he wants to cuss out the player that’s been making him go through his sexual torture.
“Torture”, as if he didn’t like it.
“Please, please,” He finally begs, tears threatening to fall, “Let’s jus— just— finish and do a ques—t!”
At his last syllable, the object finally moves at its fastest, hitting his prostate with pinpoint accuracy. His eyes roll back, mouth hanging open as his body moves in tandem with each thrust.
His more conscious self was glad this was some sort of enclosed space, else he’d be embarrassed with how loud he’s being.
His body seizes up one last time, cumming all over his body. It joins the various bodily fluids on his chest, making him feel sticky, but otherwise, fucked out. The object slowly retracts, then disappears into the air, indicating the end of the session.
“Is— unh— are you done?” He slurs, knowing that the player could never hear him. Instead, it shows a speech bubble of something else he can’t read.
Somehow his pleas are heard and he’s transported back into the character roster. His clothes are back on, like he wasn’t just teased within an inch of his life moments prior. Though there’s a tremble in his legs, the programming doesn’t make it obvious.
Or something? He doesn’t know how this all works, to be honest.
…
Kim Dokja really wonders why this player likes him so much.
He feels his body move effortlessly through the stream of enemies. Knocking them down with precision that leaves the current co-op team in the dust.
Whoever this was, they were bordering on a professional gamer. Or perhaps they just got so used to playing him, they were just a pro? If they were, why were they spending so much effort on him! His kit isn’t even that good compared to the new girls in the banner! Or even the older girls for that matter!
Kim Dokja glances at the chat that appeared, slowly reading the backward words.
— hyunsz: gg ty for the carry
— sangnyavamp: at least there’s shared rewards..
— meowtop: howd u even get him tht good??? whts ur build
Kim Dokja could only stare at the stream of messages in the co-op chat, noticing that his own player hasn’t replied once. Even in previous multis, he’s never really spoken. Only quickly doing the comm, then disconnecting.
But for some reason they’re idling.
— SP: how do you get the current event item
Huh.
— sangnyavamp: huhhh the hole??
— sangnyavamp: takes awhile tho
— SP: tell me
— meowtop: takes a bit of grinding in th dojo
— hyunsz: bring a shielder!! th students hit hard
— meowtop: TELL ME ABT IT
For some reason, Kim Dokja feels cold sweat drop down his back.
— SP: thank you.
— SP: do you need another domain
— meowtop: pls
…
As a popular streamer and gamer, Yoo Joonghyuk tends to carefully pick out what to stream on the daily. He chose which was popular, then made sure that it’s actually good before he streamed it.
However, there’s this one particular game that his fans have been trying to get him to play.
It’s an R18 gacha game that has a pretty good storyline and equally good battle mechanics. Of course, he hasn’t played this on stream due to… well. Restrictions.
There’s many ways to overcome this, but will he do it? No.
What his viewers don’t know is that he’s been playing it ever since a certain character banner dropped. The only male of the game: Kim Dokja.
He’s been only fascinated by his kit at first, disregarding the “H-Scenes”. It was interesting how a male-oriented game finally implemented a male character to their roster.
He had good buffs and a gorgeous ULT. It became a popular clip that circulated around social media for a while, and Yoo Joonghyuk was surprised it was from the same R18 game.
Kim Dokja’s storyline was heart wrenching, making Yoo Joonghyuk praise the writers for their storytelling of such a character. He even found himself getting angry at the character’s behalf for the unfair treatment.
Once his arc was done, Yoo Joonghyuk made it his mission to become the best KDJ main in the game.
His kit was tricky, only activating on certain intervals. But being a pro-gamer, Yoo Joonghyuk was able to mid-max everything in the blink of an eye. Soon, his in-game name, SP, became renowned as the number one Kim Dokja main. It’s gotten to the point that anyone who ever joined him in domains would upload how amazing his gameplay was.
Some have already guessed that he was SupremeKing behind the character, but since he’s so quiet in his streams, no one was able to confirm it.
Then one day, he happens upon Kim Dokja’s H-Scene by complete chance. He was simply going through the UI when he accidentally clicked on the button. Suddenly, Kim Dokja’s coat was gone and his black suit was ripped to shreds.
You see, when you max out a character’s affection and level, it’ll unlock the option for their default skin.
He didn’t think that seeing so much skin on this character would warrant a bodily reaction.
[H-Scene unlocked! Would you like to pleasure him?]
What.
He’s never really reached max level with any of the girls, so this prompt was new to him. Getting curious, he clicks on yes.
The screen shifts to one of the rooms in the Industrial Complex. The lights are out with only the lamp illuminating a bit of the room. The camera pans down on Kim Dokja’s bare body, with only his shirt barely covering his privates.
There’s something restraining his hands to the bed, making him unable to move. His wings are gone, but the red horns are ever present.
“Is this how you treat your guests?” His dialogue says, face morphing in embarrassment.
There’s two options presented to him, and he clicks on the second one.
[You deserve it.]
“I should’ve expected from the likes of the Hero.” Kim Dokja clicks his tongue, “Gotta keep the Demon King tied up to make sure he doesn’t do anything bad.”
Yoo Joonghyuk grins. Knowing full well that even though Kim Dokja denies it, some of his dialogue suggests some sort of attraction to the MC. In his delusions, Kim Dokja shows attraction for him— Yoo Joonghyuk.
Kim Dokja turns away, fully red in the face. Then a new UI appears. There are two colored bars on the side, then beneath are different icons that are still grayed out.
Then a new pop-up appears.
[Break down his walls!]
Finally, a few icons are open to him: the first was a hand and mouth icon. He taps on the hand and holds it a few areas highlighted. One on his chest, his legs and his abdomen.
He places it over Kim Dokja’s chest first. There’s a flesh-colored hand that roams around his tits up and down.
“Hey!” His character yelps, trying to move away. “You aren’t seriously—?”
The dialogue ends there, replaced by soft moans and grunts. The hand continues to fondle against his chest, occasionally squeezing before smoothing over them.
Intrigued, Yoo Joonghyuk keeps an eye out on the two bars on the left side of the screen. It does the same for his legs and abdomen, gently feeling them over before giving a slight squeeze.
He then switches out the hand for the mouth icon, this time it highlights his chest, mouth and ankle.
Yoo Joonghyuk places it over his mouth.
“Mpff…” There’s barely any struggle as the half-rendered mouth makes out with Kim Dokja. A bit of saliva dripped down at the corner of his mouth.
When he clicks off it, there’s a trail over his chin.
Interesting.
When he places it on his chest, a short animation of the mouth licks up Kim Dokja’s nipples, occasionally sucking and pulling against them. It leaves that space red and puffy.
It essentially does the same to the other highlighted parts of his body.
“Y-Youuu— ah…”
As the pink meter reaches the top, Kim Dokja’s face is flushed.
There’s a special cutscene before the second scene unlocks. Two hands are on Kim Dokja’s legs, and Yoo Joonghyuk has to spam space to force them open.
“Argh!” There’s a force that keeps his legs open, no matter how much he struggles. “You damn brute!”
With this, he’s wide open, completely exposed to Yoo Joonghyuk’s eyes. His cock is in full attention, twitching on occasion as the red on Kim Dokja’s face travels down his body.
As the second scene becomes available, so do more options. There’s teeth, another hand with only two fingers up and a toy.
The teeth leaves bite marks across his chest, shoulders and inner thighs. The mere sight is enough to make Yoo Joonghyuk grit his own teeth. Wishing it was him making those marks instead of a pre-rendered scene. A more sensible part of him wondered why he was getting hard, but right now he had other things in his mind.
When he clicks the two-finger icon. It makes a show of slathering it with lube before highlighting the areas he could choose. His mouth, or his ass.
He taps on his ass.
It shallowly thrusts into his hole, making Kim Dokja squirm. At this point, Yoo Joonghyuk was getting a bit impatient, but at least the pink meter was going up faster than before.
Before it could reach the top, he stops, taking them out. It unlocks a special dialogue he didn’t expect, though.
“Wh— you bastard!” Kim Dokja cries out, “I was close!”
Two more options appeared to him and he chose the first one.
[You can wait a bit more.]
“What?!”
The pink meter goes halfway down, but the blue one is locked. Meaning Yoo Joonghyuk is free to play with him as much as he pleases.
With this, he switches out to the toy— the icon doesn’t really show what it is, but the 3D model is that of a bullet vibrator. A new IU appears and Yoo Joonghyuk is able to control the speed.
The bullet is inserted, making Kim Dokja gasp at the feeling. His eyes widened when he noticed what it was.
“You aren’t serious—? Ack!”
The toy automatically turns on to the lowest setting. After a brief tutorial on how it works, Yoo Joonghyuk plays with the speed. Watching Kim Dokja squirm as he speeds up the vibration at random.
He praises the programmers for thinking this far ahead. Kim Dokja has a plethora of reactions and dialogues with each action and speed. He especially liked it when he turned it off after making it go to the fastest setting.
Kim Dokja’s reaction was heavily panting with some tears falling. He hasn’t even fucked him yet, but he already looks worn out.
Finally feeling bad, he sets the speed to the highest setting, allowing the pink meter to go its highest. The Demon King’s back arches as his cock spurts out cum on his abdomen.
His body twitches on occasion, and the next scene is unlocked.
There’s an icon of a dick that’s finally open to him.
He quickly taps on it, eager to get to the final part of the stage. Out of all the games he’s played, for the first time… he’s excited to watch a cutscene of some sorts.
Kim Dokja’s face morphs into something unreadable, but the telltale flush on his face indicates that he’s somewhat looking forward to it.
“You… Ugh. Just… be gentle.” The Demon King grits his teeth. He looks up through his lashes, biting his lip, “It’s… my first time.”
If the previous scenes didn’t get him hard, he definitely is now. He takes a sharp inhale, hesitatingly unzipping his pants to feel more comfortable.
As Yoo Joonghyuk grits his teeth and holds his restraint to jerk off like a teenager finding porn for the first time, he continues to play.
This time, there are three icons with the same dick icon but with numbers 1 to 3. He taps on the first one and it highlights Kim Dokja’s ass once more.
As he hovers the icon on it, Kim Dokja mutters, “G-Gentle…”
He ignores it, of course, instantly clicking on it. He watches as the cock shoves itself unceremoniously into Kim Dokja’s tight heat. The Demon King gasps, pulling at his restraints.
“You— damn brute! I’ll! I’ll—!” His threats turn into quiet moans as the cock starts thrusting in shallowly.
“You’ll what, Dokja?” Yoo Joonghyuk mutters, allowing his free hand to grasp his own member and stroke it at the same pace as the game. He releases a sharp inhale as he swipes a thumb over the head.
“Ah, ah…” Kim Dokja bites down on his own lips, trying to quiet himself. That changes when the pink meter goes halfway up.
Not wanting to lose momentum, Yoo Joonghyuk quickly switches to the 3rd option. There’s a whole scene of the MC pulling Kim Dokja’s legs up to their shoulders. A good POV of what it would look like to actually fuck the guy. There’s a camera option that when pressed, it shows a nice position called mating press.
He quickly switches back to the POV shot, admiring the way Kim Dokja’s head lolls to the side, eyes rolled up and mouth hanging. A hint of tongue poking out as his moans reverberated in the empty room. If this wasn’t a game, surely other people would’ve heard him through the walls.
“Y-You brute!” Kim Dokja squeaked out, but had no strength to fight. “I ss—fuck! I said be g-gentle!”
“No.” Yoo Joonghyuk whispers as the thrusts become erratic. His left hand isn’t playing either, easily matching the pace. He could only wish it could go faster. He could go faster than this.
It isn’t long before he cums all over his hand and so does the MC and Kim Dokja. The pink meter reaches the top and it shows Kim Dokja arching his back as his body twitches at the onslaught. Despite cumming, the MC still keeps going until he’s filled to the absolute brim.
When the white fades, Yoo Joonghyuk is hit with the post-orgasmic haze that he had indeed jerked off like a teenager.
He stares at his hand that’s covered in his release then contemplates.
Why.
With a sigh, he clicked off Kim Dokja’s H-Scene, turned off the game and washed himself.
Will he return?
Yes, actually.
And that’s how he fell into the rabbit-hole.
The mere act of ripping his clothes off made his cock stir in his pants. Then it reached a point where he did the event just to get limited items to use on this character.
Will he say how much he’s spent on this game for this fictional man? No.
Sometimes he just wants to jump into the game and fuck the man himself. But alas, the screen between them is such a barrier.
He sighs, wondering how his life got to this point. He holds his head in his hands, thinking about his decisions. Financial decisions.
Yoo Joonghyuk perks up when he hears Kim Dokja say a pre-programmed line while doing some fancy idle animation. His eyes skim down the character’s body, thinking if he should continue the story quest, or try out that new item.
He decides to try out the new item.
So he pulls up the character roster, instantly clicking on the H-Scene tab to try it out. Its icon was a box with a hole in the middle in it and he has a few guesses as to what it does.
With lights dimmed and getting comfortable on his chair, he begins the process anew.
…
“You cannot be serious.”
Kim Dokja could only stare at the floor in despair, legs kicking out in frustration.
He finds himself in the same warped space, only this time he’s stuck in a wall. A very convenient wall where half his body was on either side.
From what he could see, the screen was split to show his ass and his reactions. He wanted to shake whoever was on this account and berate the amount of quests he hasn’t finished yet!
His breath hitches when he feels those damned ghost hands caressing his backside. It slowly fills the meter on the other screen, stopping occasionally so that the other meter doesn’t fill.
Occasionally he wonders who this person is— was it a perverted man who took pleasure in doing this? Or was it a woman who fantasized doing this on other men?
His despairing thoughts are cut off when the scene changes and his clothes are magically torn off from his body.
He bangs on the wall, showing futile effort to stop the player from going any further. This is part of the programming, of course. He sees a dialogue pop up in front of him, but he can’t see the text as usual.
Kim Dokja’s breath hitches when two fingers insert itself in him. His toes curl, eyebrows pinching at the sudden movement. He hits the damn wall, feeling the fingers thrust in tandem.
As his pink meter goes up, his body turns hotter. He pants, feeling slick between his legs. He then glares at the scene when it unlocks the third one. The main course, if you will.
Two hands spread him wide and he jolts when he feels the tip of a blunt object kissing his rim. With a wall between him, he can’t see what it is.
It could be the usual sex toy by default— or maybe it’s something new!
Then he realizes whatever this object is, it’s too… hot to be a toy. It’s too fleshy, too real.
He lets out a gasp when it reaches the hilt, only realizing it’s way bigger than the usual things used on him.
There’s also… hips?
He tries to frantically look behind him. Desperately trying to look what the hell is behind the wall.
His efforts go out the window when the toy? Person??? Starts thrusting in slowly. Suddenly, those ghost hands feel a bit too real—
Like someone was actually fucking him.
“H-Hello?” He calls out in gasps, eyes widening when they go faster. “H—ey! Ugh, is anyone there?!”
“So you can speak on your own,” The thrusts stop momentarily and Kim Dokja swears he can hear a smirk in his voice.
Still, his body freezes. While he himself can use magic thanks to the game’s mechanics, he knows it can’t be used in this type of scene.
“Who—?”
“Who do you think.”
“Ahk—?!”
His back arches when the other’s dick plunges into him again with newfound vigor.
“I made a wish.” The man behind the wall grunts out, gripping onto his hips like he was gonna run away. As if he could!
What wish!!!
“Yo—uuu ugh, wa—wait! Are you that player—?”
He receives a particularly hard thrust to confirm that answer. The player stays still within him and Kim Dokja swears he could feel every vein of his cock inside him. He shivers at the sensation, legs squeezing together.
“You know me?” The player asks, seemingly confused.
Given a moment to breathe, Kim Dokja gasps out, “You’re— the only one who’s willing to put so much effort into me.”
The man scoffs, now idly playing with his behind. Occasionally squeezing the fleshy mounds with interest. For some reason, the action makes Kim Dokja flustered.
“I made a wish.” He says again after some time.
“A… wish?”
“To finally fuck you.”
That’s all the warning he gets before he starts fucking into him again. Kim Dokja gasps, moaning at the sudden onslaught. Even though he’s stuck in this wall, the way this player is holding onto him is enough to pull his body back to the other’s dick.
“Ssslo—oow down!” He pleads. It’s fast. Faster than the meter could ever go. He feels like he’s losing his mind. “Fuck— fuck! Pl—please!”
As if to answer, the man just grabs his leg to hoist it up on his shoulder. He holds onto his thigh, while jerking the other off to match his speed. The man redoubles his efforts, enjoying the way Kim Dokja’s body twitches.
“If I could make another wish,” The man grunts, gently biting on the knee beside him, “I wish I could do this again— and again.”
As if that wish was answered, the world around him tilts and the hold around his waist is suddenly gone. He suddenly finds himself in a dark room with two screens looking at him. As he regains his belongings, he realizes it’s a modern-looking room. A room he’d see back in his real life world—
But the feeling of a hard cock within him still pulses.
Kim Dokja looks down and realizes he’s sitting on a person. Rather, he’s sitting on someone’s dick and he’s still naked.
“Wuh—?”
Despite his muddled thoughts, his more conscious self has to admit— the man was handsome. Extremely so. Great features, and a hot body? What kind of man was he to play this type of game? Huh!
His thoughts are thrown out the window when the man beneath him grins and his hands find themselves back onto his hips.
“Nowhere to run, Kim Dokja.” The man grins as his hips thrust up.
“Ah—?!”