Nobita wiped the last smear of cum off his fingers onto Jaiko's thigh before giving her plump ass one final, possessive squeeze. Her face and tits were still glistening with his load—thick white streaks drying on her flushed skin. She looked wrecked, eyes glassy, legs trembling as she tried to pull her clothes back into some semblance of order.
"Remember," Nobita whispered against her ear, voice low and smug, "don't wash it off. Go downstairs just like this. Let it dry while you sit with your brother and Suneo. Feel my mark on you the whole time."
Jaiko bit her lip, a mix of shame and lingering arousal flashing across her face. Her updated numbers hovered clearly above her head for him alone:
Jaiko → [Masturbation: 131 | Intercourse: 1]
She nodded weakly and slipped out of the room first, trying to walk normally despite the obvious limp and the wet mess between her thighs.
Nobita waited a few seconds, then followed casually down the stairs, adjusting his pants and putting on his best innocent, slightly nervous expression.
Down in the living room, Gian and Suneo were still glued to the game console. The sounds of explosions and frantic button-mashing filled the air. Jaiko had already sunk onto the couch, sitting stiffly with her arms crossed over her chest, trying to hide the obvious cum stains on her shirt and the faint handprints on her neck.
Gian glanced up as Nobita entered. "Oi, Nobita! Where the hell were you? We've been waiting forever!"
Nobita scratched the back of his head, acting scared and sheepish. "S-Sorry, Gian… I was outside waiting for my turn to play the games. I didn't want to bother you guys…"
Gian's face twisted in annoyance. He stood up, walked over, and—THWACK!—delivered a solid punch right to the top of Nobita's head.
"No chance, you idiot! You think we're gonna wait around for a loser like you? Sit down and shut up if you want to play!"
Nobita yelped dramatically, rubbing his head while grinning inwardly. The familiar sting felt almost nostalgic.
As he plopped down on the floor near the console, his perverted eyes flicked upward. The floating numbers appeared instantly above his two "friends."
Gian → [Masturbation: 2 | Intercourse: 0]
Suneo → [Masturbation: 57 | Intercourse: 6]
A dark, satisfied smirk tugged at Nobita's lips for a split second before he hid it. Gian was still almost completely untouched—only two pathetic jerk-off sessions in his entire life, and zero real sex. Pathetic for someone who acted so tough.
But Suneo… oh, Suneo was a different story. Those six intercourse counts weren't from any willing conquests. Every single one had been forced by Nobita himself. Memories flashed through Nobita's mind like a highlight reel of corruption:
The nights he'd dragged Suneo home, cornered him with threats and gadgets, and made the rich pretty-boy fuck his own crying mother. Suneo's tears mixing with hers as Nobita ordered him to fist her first—watching those delicate fingers stretch and split her pussy open, then her asshole, while the woman begged her son to stop. Suneo had cried too, sobbing "I'm sorry, Mom…" even as his hand disappeared deeper, ruining her holes under Nobita's cold command. Then the real fucking—Nobita forcing Suneo's cock inside her, pounding her through her wails until the counts ticked up.
Six times. Each one more humiliating and broken than the last.
Nobita's cock twitched again at the recollection, already half-hard despite just emptying himself on Jaiko.
Gian tossed the controller at Nobita roughly. "Here, loser. Your turn. Don't suck as bad as usual."
Suneo shifted uncomfortably on the couch, avoiding eye contact with Nobita. He looked paler than normal, probably still haunted by the last "session" with his mom. The dried tear tracks on his cheeks from those nights seemed permanently etched in Nobita's memory.
Nobita took the controller, but his mind was already wandering. Jaiko sat across from them, squirming slightly as his cum continued to dry on her skin. Gian was oblivious, yelling at the screen. Suneo was tense, broken in ways only Nobita knew.
The numbers didn't lie.
And Nobita wasn't nearly done raising them.
He glanced sideways at Suneo again, voice innocent on the surface:
"Hey, Suneo… after this round, wanna go to your place? I've got something I want to show you and your mom."
Suneo's face went white. His hands tightened on his knees.
Gian just laughed. "Hah! Whatever, as long as I get to beat both of you later."
Nobita smiled sweetly, eyes glowing with dark anticipation as the game continued.
The real game was only just getting started.