This is just a oneshot of me expressing my frustrations upon going into sage mode from nutting on an NTR hentai. I'll create the girl side later. ============================================================================== BOY SIDE: It's been six months since I last saw my girlfriend. I have been abroad joining a joint training with their top high school baseball students. It was an international event sponsored by various countries. It was a great opportunity for me who is aiming to become a pro baseball player. My girlfriend even supported me and keeps on sending me cheerful messages through the chat app. Although, I did notice that she was sending it as infrequently as she previously did a couple of months back. I figured it must be the school activities. It is mid of the year now and there are a lot of school activities that happen during this time. In any case, it has been too long and I wanted to see her again. I also wanted to progress our relationship. We have been dating for a couple of months now, but we know each other since childhood. I believe that she is my soulmate. My one and only. Maybe we could, you know, even progress our relationship deeper and maybe have sex with her. What's wrong with that? I think most boys of my age do think about doing it with their partner. A lot of girls and boys do lose their virginity during high school, too. At least, that's what I read online. I just received a message from her. She is asking me if I could come by to her house. Tired as I am, I also want to see her soon. So, after dropping my baggage at home, I book a taxi going to her house. After arriving at her house, she immediately greeted me at the front door. She was wearing a white camisole and short jeans. It was very provocative which made me a tad bit curious as she doesn't wear revealing stuff normally. Must be the weather, it is quite hot. "Hey, welcome back honey!" "Hey, I'm back." "Come inside, I've prepared some drinks and snacks for you." "Thanks!" After going inside her house, the familiar interior greeted me. I've been in their house multiple times already, so everything is familiar to me. However, why does it feel a bit stuffy here today? Is it the hot weather? Hmm... maybe it is. I did hear from her that her house is quite ancient. Insulation must be wearing off and needs replacements. "Come inside my room, I'll carry the snacks there." "Do you need help?" "I'm okay" ... I don't know how it happened, but it happened very fast. A little spilled juice there, a bit of sexual tension, badabing-badaboom, and both of us are not virgins anymore. It was a sight to behold. She was riding me like crazy as her boobs shake back and forth. It was an amazing experience, although on my first entry to her it was quite shameful as I cummed immediately. Another thing is that I'm a bit disappointed that I wasn't able to break her hymen. It broke while playing sports she said. Well, while I wasn't able to experience it the over-all experience was pleasurable. Although, it was quite shocking that she seems to be rather experienced in this area. I asked her about it and she mentioned that she was taught by one of her friends who has a lot of experience in it. In any case, when we both noticed that it was running late I bid her farewell and went home. Oh right, her birthday is coming up next week. I should try to surprise her. ... I wasn't able to interact with her today as we both belong to different classes. Well, that's fine. I was planning on surprising her at her house anyway. I have my cake and flowers ready. It's quite embarrassing, to be honest. I've been starred by multiple people today because of what I'm bringing. There were many housewives who kept on asking me who the lucky girl was. I keep on replying to them that I was the one who is lucky. As I arrive at her house, I noticed that the door was open. Quite worrying but it does lend to my plans. As I quietly sneak to her bedroom, I began to hear her erratic panting. As got close, the huffing and puffing became a lot more discernable to me. I reached the door, but I was too scared to open it. I didn't know what to do because I have begun imagining the things that are happening inside her room. I wished for my thoughts to be wrong but the clear sound of two people doing something with great effort in the room is hard to remove. As I was preparing to enter the room, suddenly a guy's voice began to speak. "What about him? I thought you said last time that would be our last entanglement?" "Hah... hah... he still hasn't reached your capabilities yet." "Huh... guess, all of those training is for nothing then if he can't even satisfy you." "Stop talking about him, and just keep thrusting." "Sure, for as long as you keep on moving your hips, I'll do mine as well." After hearing that, I hear my heart broke into pieces. It was a huge shock in my consciousness that it took me a couple of seconds to regain some sense. Not yet reached his capabilities? It began to dawn on me. All the weird things that I noticed about her. How she was sending my messages infrequently. How the feel of her room doesn't seem the same. Why she was daring enough to wear more provocative clothing. How she seems to be experienced in sex. My only question is why. Why do this to me? All of my dreams and delusions of us being both soulmates. The happy future that I imagine, all crumbling into pieces. Another question that I had in mind is how long. How long has she been meeting with him? This guy, who I now recognize from his voice. The infamous playboy in our school. The same guy who was said to have sex with half of the female population of our school. And now she is part of that number too. It must during my training abroad. I thought. But thinking is not what I was going to do right now. What I'll do right now is called violence. Right when I think they were just about to reached climax, I kicked the door open, shocking both the idiots, and proceeded to punched the guy so hard in the face that his momma will probably have a hard time recognizing her own son. "You-" "What the fuck do you think you're doing on my girlfriend!?" "Hey man, keep it cool-" Before he can speak another word, I pounded his face with another punch. "Stop!! STOP!!" All the while, she watched while crying hysterically at that mess that was happening right in front of her. All the years of training in baseball made my knuckles hard and my limbs strong. So whenever I throw out a punch, either blood is spilled or some teeth of his let loose. I pummeled the ugly motherfucker until he was barely breathing. "Please... stop it please..." "Why are you begging for his safety? Is he your boyfriend or am I?" "Please! Just stop... please!" When I saw her cry, it broke my heart again. I didn't want to make her cry. I promised that to myself. However, how she understands my feelings? The feeling of knowing that somebody else is plowing your lover while you are away trying to achieve the dream that both of you have cherished. Seeing her cry like this broke all of the tension that I had in my body. Like a flat tire, all of my emotions deflated. I began looking at her naked self, then to the pummeled guy, and began thinking fuck this shit, I'm out. And so I promptly left, but before I left I told her a sad happy birthday greeting and placing the cakes and flowers on her family's dinner table. I was out there while I was walking away from her house, not sure of what to do. The next best thing was to find someone whom I can pour my heart out. So I went to a nearby convenience store and bought some energy drinks. I went to the nearby park and began looking at the sky like a dead fish. I keep on wondering what went wrong with our relationship. How can she do that to me. Was joining the training a mistake? Did she not like it? She had always been supportive of my dreams just as I have been supportive of her dream of becoming an actress. I stayed in that park until 9 PM when suddenly my phone rang. It was her. She was calling me. She wanted us to have a proper conversation. I'd like that too. I think it's time for me to let go of my childish dreams. So I told her where I am right now. She arrived a couple of minutes later. "..." "Well, speak up. You wanted to talk, now talk." "Please, I really love you. Don't leave me." "Oh okay, so we start from there, huh? Can you hear what you are saying or has your mouth so full of his cum that anything you speak out becomes trash?" "Please... I really need you..." She was crying. Shit, I made her cry again. It won't progress if I don't say anything else. I guess it's time to get to the bottom of this whole event. "How long have you two been seeing each other and having sex?" "...Two months after you left for your training." "Jesus..., why? Please tell, why? Why would you do that to me?" "I... was feeling lonely without you and you know how he always tries to get close to me...one thing leads to another and then..." "And then you two became fuck buddies!?" "...yes" "Jesus Christ, so you losing your hymen to sports was a lie!?" "...yes, but please believe me. I really do love you! What I have with him is just a fling, a passion-driven by lust! My whole heart is only for you!" I was already losing it when she admitted to her lie, but now to hear her plead just sounds incredulous to me. To have the nerved to demand love from me, the guy who she had just betrayed. "Are you hearing what you are saying? Do you truly think that everything will be back to normal if you just plead to me? For christ-sake, you had an affair with another man while I was working my butts off on training. The worst part is that the man actually had you first before we can even do our first times together! And you let him do you!! You let him do you!!" "Please, please! I will never see him again! We could even have sex everyday anytime that you want! I could do whatever you want me to do. I will be your exclusive cumbucket!" "That is not the point! I have never put my love for you in your vagina or your hymen!" "But then-" "But then the real issue is that you betrayed my trust! If you told me you were raped by him, I would still accept you with all of my heart and soul! I would help you recover from it and I will always be with you no matter what. But no! You let him have sex with you! What would you feel if I did the same thing? However, I didn't do that because I love you!" "Please... I am so sorry... please give me another chance... I will fix myself. I will revert back to me that always loved." "...hey, did I do anything that you didn't like? Maybe something that irritated you?" "No! You were the best!" "Then why do this to me? Is my love and effort for you not enough?" "No, please... don't say anything more. You didn't do anything wrong... it was me... please give me another chance!" "No, you already have your chance. After I came back from training you should have ended it there. But no, you wanted a more experienced dick. You wanted the dick that molded your vagina to what it is right now. You were once my love, but now we should end it here. Goodbye!" After saying my piece, I turned around while hearing her scream "please! please!". Her screaming was breaking me internally and some part of me wanted to forgive her and just forget everything. But I know I can't. It's very hard to trust her again. To be honest, it's going to be hard for me to trust any woman again. I decided while the full moon is in my background, to single-mindedly pursue my baseball dream. It is the greatest distractor for me, and I sure do need it now. .... A few years passed after that incident and right now I am standing inside a baseball field, accepting an MVP award for the most valuable player this season. Well, to be honest, this is my third time accepting this award. This will be placed inside my trophy cabinet along with the rest of my trophies, magazine appearance, and even video recordings of my interviews and games. My wife labeled it as my "ego cabinet". She ain't wrong about that. Oh, right, my wife. I meet her during college. She was somebody that I met during one of my abroad training. No, she isn't a foreigner but rather a manager of another baseball club in the country. To be honest, it was quite difficult for me to tell her that I like her because of my paranoia that she might cheat on me. It took a couple of years and a huge amount of support from my and her friends for us to get together. Of course, the paranoia is still there so I have my moments of checking out her activities and personal stuff like cellphone and computers. Of course, I do it secretly. I don't want her to misunderstand me. Well, I don't do it often. One of the things that made me more secure about her is that when we did it the first time, she actually had a hymen and I was the one who broke it. While it's not really a good idea to judge my insecurities on her virginity, I have to admit it did give me a huge sigh of relief. Oh, also we now have kids. Two in fact. One boy and one girl. Cutest things in the world, I tell you. I especially liked it when they call me papa in baby speak. Very cute. My life is good right now, and I don't even think about those events anymore. However, I did hear about her over the grapevine. It seems that after I left her, she tried to be the main girlfriend (as he has many girlfriends) of that playboy. Well, it seems she was made into a public slut by many, or so I've heard. Ironically, she did eventually became an actress but not in the way that she dreamed of in our childhood. She became a porn star and a popular one at that. Well, it makes sense since she is quite a beauty after all. I'll just pray for her happiness, I guess. I am satisfied with my life right now and those past experiences that I had with her have served as the driving fuel for my success. So, I guess it ain't entirely negative? Who am I kidding? That's it from me.
You know what's weird? Running into NTR doujins and seeing the arguments in the comments. Yes, flaming a tled work won't do anything, but the other side is weird too. Bro, the subgenre where the "reader inserts as stealing guy" is netori, not netorare. The latter is specifically for "getting stolen from". Your assertions it's something else don't change it. Honestly, best shit to happen is to find the doujins that end up hilarious when you read. Yep, read not masturbate.
welcome to my life. In the past I've also written something similar to this and posted it in this forum. You might find it interesting.