In the women's soft tennis club at a certain junior college, I'm called 'Little One.'
But it's fine, as I'm actually the smallest and a first-year student.
That day was the last day of our summer training camp, and all 13 members, including the advisor, manager, and others, had a simple celebration.
After it ended, senior Alex (a third-year) invited me to hang out in their room...
Only five of us, including Alex, participated, and manager Kevin (a second-year) was also there.
I declined, but the seniors insisted, so I reluctantly went along.
The senior's room was a small studio, but we brought in beer, cocktails, sake, and tea to continue drinking.
The seniors prepared snacks like salad and pizza, which were laid out on a small table.
Everyone was relaxed and having fun, but as the alcohol flowed, it turned into a party...
I don't drink, so I stuck to tea.
Kevin, who usually takes care of the team, was being thanked by everyone and was made to drink continuously.
He was mixing drinks and was the first to pass out.
His face was bright red, and he looked very uncomfortable, lying on the floor asleep.
I was just amazed at how strong the seniors were with alcohol.
The conversation continued, and the drinking party went on.
Kevin was now sprawled out, sleeping.
Suddenly, I noticed that his shorts had twisted, and something was visible.
Senior Alex jokingly took a 30-centimeter plastic ruler and poked it through the gap in his shorts.
Everyone exchanged glances and laughed.
Suddenly, Alex looked at everyone and said, 'Hey... don't you want to see a guy's important part?'
I thought, 'What...?' but the other seniors said, 'We want to see, we want to see!'
Alex said, 'Alright, then... shall we dissect Kevin together...?'
Everyone agreed.
Alex moved to Kevin's feet, and two other seniors joined, sitting down.
'Little One, you too...' they said, so I sat down next to them.
We all exchanged glances and nodded.
Alex slowly unzipped Kevin's shorts, revealing twisted white briefs with a bulge underneath.
My heart was pounding.
He was only wearing a cotton short-sleeved shirt.
Senior Beth unbuttoned it and lifted it up to his chest, revealing a dark, soft hair covering his stomach to his chest.
I was surprised at how hairy he was, something I couldn't imagine from the usual Kevin.
Everyone seemed a bit surprised too.
Alex lifted the elastic of the briefs and gently pulled them down to his knees.
Surrounded by dark, curly hair, something was hanging down.
I don't have a boyfriend yet, so it was my first time seeing it directly.
I was a little excited.
The tip was slightly peeled back, revealing a bit inside.
(So that's what it looks like...) I thought to myself.
Senior Chris said, 'Look, look! It's half-exposed...'
Everyone leaned in to look.
Chris said, 'Shall we peel it back...?'
I said, 'Uh... won't it hurt?'
Chris said, 'Little One... watch closely.'
Chris used three fingers to grab the skin and slowly pulled it down.
The skin peeled back easily, revealing the entire head.
It was a beautiful pink color.
Chris said, 'Come on, everyone, touch it.'
Everyone touched it with their fingertips.
It was very smooth, and they poked it lightly with their fingers.
It was elastic.
Kevin was being touched in his important area by everyone, yet he was sleeping, unaware.
Alex pinched the soft part with her fingers and lifted it.
Senior Beth said, 'It's quite big... maybe about 15 centimeters when erect.'
Alex said, 'Yeah, maybe something like that...'
I thought they might be comparing it to their boyfriends, as I often hear they have boyfriends.
It looked quite large, even though it was still soft.
The scrotum hanging down seemed to be subtly moving.
When I touched it, I could feel two things inside.
Isn't this a man's vital spot?
I gently squeezed it to confirm, and it was a strange sensation.
Chris said, 'The balls feel unreliable, but they give a strange feeling when touched.'
I realized Chris thought the same as me.
Chris said, 'Well... I'll handle it a bit, watch closely, and then you can take turns.'
As she moved her hand up and down, the pink head appeared and disappeared from her fist.
Everyone took turns handling it.
I tried holding it too.
The whole thing was hot.
I felt like there was another creature in my hand.
Chris said, 'Look, look, it's already this hard...'
It was true.
It was rock hard, and something like blue veins were visible.
The head was a vivid pink, shiny and glossy.
Released from Chris's hand, it stood tall on his stomach, twitching.
'It's over 15 centimeters and about 5 centimeters thick,' the seniors said.
It's amazing that something this big can really fit into a woman.
Kevin seemed to move a bit.
Alex said, 'Let me take over.'
She brought her face close and took the head into her mouth.
Then she moved her head up and down vigorously.
The hard part was wet and shiny with her saliva.
Alex said, 'Next is your turn, Little One...'
I took over.
It was like a steel rod, filling my mouth.
Following the seniors' instructions, I wrapped my tongue around the head and moved it.
My jaw was very tired, but I was happy that I managed smoothly thanks to the saliva.
Everyone took turns doing it.
By this time, Kevin seemed fully awake.
He seemed to say something.
Being stripped naked and having his important part teased by four women, he must have been too embarrassed to get up.
He seemed to have his eyes closed, hiding his face with his raised arm.
His stomach and hips were moving.
His outstretched legs twitched occasionally.
He seemed to have resigned himself.
Now Alex took over handling it.
Kevin let out a pained sound.
Alex said, 'Sorry, Kevin... until the end.'
Her hand movements gradually sped up...
Alex said, 'You can finish.'
It happened almost simultaneously.
Kevin's hips seemed to jerk.
'Ugh...' a soundless voice...
From the tip, semen was ejected with tremendous force.
It kept coming.
The semen flew over Kevin's head, hitting the wall behind him and flowing down.
The amount was incredible.
Some even got on Chris's clothes, who was sitting nearby.
We were all speechless at the force.
Of course, it was my first experience, but I was moved to see a man's ejaculation, even though I don't have a boyfriend yet.
After it ended, Kevin lay there for a while, but we quickly wiped the semen off his stomach and chest with a towel dampened with hot water.
Kevin seemed unable to speak immediately, but after a while, he got up and dressed.
We all sat in front of Kevin and said, 'We're sorry. But thank you...'
Unfortunately, Kevin quit the club a month later.
Now, I reflect on it with regret.