My Little Sister Is the Best F*p Material - Volume 3 Chapter 5: Little Sister's Sexy Temptation Hellish Ejaculation Management

Volume 3 Chapter 05: Little Sister’s Sexy Temptation Hellish Ejaculation Management – “No Ejaculation for You, Onii-chan” Part 2

The kitchen, filled with the scorched odor, was home to my drooping figure and my sister’s indignant stance. I, who was supposed to be watching the pot, had my thoughts dominated by the urge to ejaculate, standing there for over twenty minutes in a daze.

“Onii-chan. Didn’t I tell you? Not to burn it?”

Miyu scooped some cream stew from the top of the pot and served it onto a plate. The stew on the plate remained white, but its flavor was ruined when tasted.

“I’m sorry, I got distracted by my phone…”

I couldn’t admit, even to Miyu, that I had burned the pot because I was thinking about erotic things.

Miyu, who didn’t seem as angry as her words suggested, still furrowed her brows as she approached me.

“Maybe I need to punish you after all.”

The word “punishment” sent a thrill of excitement through me rather than fear. Miyu’s punishments were tough to endure, but they were all sexual tortures, and now those memories had become my masturbatory material.

I felt bad for troubling Miyu, but this excitement was something I couldn’t suppress, the more I tried to control it.

“Moo…”

Miyu’s face became even more stern as she came closer to me.

Reaching into the drainer next to the sink, Miyu took out a metal spoon from the pocket where long, thin utensils like chopsticks were kept. She moved to the stove, lit the gas, and heated the tip of the spoon directly over the flame.

“W-wait…!”

I immediately understood her intention. My mind, which had been expecting a sexy punishment, finally turned a shade of fear.

“Wait!! Wait!! That’s not a joke!!”

Miyu held the heated metal spoon towards me with a serious expression. It took less than a second for me to drop to the floor and prostrate myself.

“I’m sorry!! I’m truly sorry!! Please, p-please forgive me…!!”

Miyu might actually do it. No, she would definitely do it. My most precious body part would be burned so badly that it could never get an erection again.

“Do you really regret it?”

“I do!! I do!! Please, with your compassionate heart, forgive my little brother…”

My deep prostration caused my head to hit the floor so hard that my forehead felt like it was caving in. Apparently, when humans encounter a crisis that their instincts sense, the restraint against pain is removed.

“Onii-chan, stop that form of apology already, stand up and face me.”

“Y-yes…”

As I stopped prostrating and faced Miyu, she put the spoon back in the drainer. As expected, her expression didn’t show much anger. Why was that? This was definitely a situation where I should be angry.

“I don’t mind if you burned it, if you can eat it.”

“Yes. I’ll eat it all.”

“The problem is that it doesn’t seem to have any effect when I scold you. Do you like pain, Onii-chan?”

“No, absolutely not…”

I like being punished by Miyu, but I’m not a masochist. That shouldn’t be an equal thing.

“Onii-chan.”

Miyu’s voice became slightly hoarse.

“When I said I’d punish you just now, you thought I’d do something sexy for you, didn’t you?”

“N-no. I didn’t think that. Not at all.”

“Really? I felt a sinister aura, so I thought I’d purify you.”

“No, no, no, no, please! It’s really not! I’m not thinking about sexy things! Absolutely not!”

Sterilizing my penis with heat is not something a human should do. If I’m going to be punished, I want it to be a sexy punishment. I absolutely don’t want just pain. How do I make an excuse? How do I make up for it so that I can receive the best punishment of ejaculation hell again…?

“Hmm.”

Miyu’s voice lost its inflection.

I’m in trouble, she’s realized.

“If you’re honest now, it’ll only hurt for a moment. But if you lie, I’ll be strict with you from now on.”

Miyu took the metal spoon again. She stuck her finger into my pants, unzipped my fly, and unbuttoned the front of my underwear without showing any discomfort at the sticky moisture. My energetic little guy, unaware that he was about to be burned, popped out. Miyu looked at me, giving me a chance to confess, and brought the spoon closer.

I’m in trouble, I’m in big trouble. I’m getting excited. Am I an idiot? My most vulnerable part is about to be burned. I’m crazy. Oh, it’s almost here. I have to confess quickly.

Miyu won’t let me escape. She’ll press the heated spoon against me, and even if I fall over screaming and hit my waist, she won’t stop attacking until everything is burned.

I’ll be burned. In the worst case, I’ll have to go to the hospital. Miyu can do it. I have to apologize quickly. I can’t be dripping pre-cum right now.

“I’m s-s-s-sorry, I was thinking about sexy things, I’m really sorry!!”

I cried out my apology. Miyu mercilessly touched the spoon to my penis.

“Aaahhhh…?!”

My breath stopped. The supply of oxygen was cut off, and my confused mind didn’t receive any pain signals.

“Haa, haa, haa, haa… What… C-c-cold…?”

A cool low temperature unique to metal was transmitted from the point of contact with the spoon. I thought my brain was misidentifying due to the shock, but even after waiting a few seconds, I still didn’t feel any pain.

“It’s a different spoon from before. It’s not hot.”

Certainly, here is the translation of the provided Japanese text into English, capturing the narrative’s unique elements: 

Miyu’s words finally released the air from my lungs, which had been filled with relief. I had genuinely believed that Miyu would use the heated side of the spoon, and in that moment, I felt a bottomless despair as I looked into the depths of Miyu’s character.

“It’s good that you answered honestly, but… Onii-chan.”

A voice of disappointment awakened my consciousness. Miyu traced the underside of my penis with the edge of the spoon, lifting it up in front of me as if scooping something up.

“Why did it come out a little?”

Miyu looked at me with pity, like I was some kind of insect. Incredibly, the spoon was filled with a white liquid that seemed to have come from my penis.

“M-Miyu’s panties and… my sexual desire… it was at its limit…”

“I see…”

The atmosphere was more painful than I had ever experienced.

Neither of us could meet each other’s eyes.

My heart felt like it was dying.

“Let’s eat dinner.”

“Yeah.”

In the awkward atmosphere, I felt a sense of unease as I watched Miyu struggle with the spoon, which she considered unsanitary. I had been refraining from masturbating because of Miyu’s insistence on hygiene, and if I had just relieved myself beforehand, this situation wouldn’t have arisen.

“Using a spoon for… that kind of thing… isn’t it unsanitary?”

I wasn’t complaining, but today’s Miyu was clearly saying and doing things that didn’t match, and I just wanted to clear up that dissonance.

“Umm… th-this…”

Miyu looked away, her eyes swimming with difficulty. Miyu’s reaction only deepened my suspicions, and my gaze sharpened as I observed her. Probably misunderstanding my gaze as a reproach, Miyu, whose thoughts were still unorganized, popped the spoon into her mouth.

“Hmm… ng… This is edible, so it’s fine.”

Miyu placed the spoon, now clean of semen, gently in the sink. I wanted to call her out on the fact that she was being unsanitary, but my position was too weak, so I held my tongue.

I warmed the baguette and combined it with the stew, placing them on the table. Miyu and I, sitting opposite each other, began to eat, our voices small as we said “itadakimasu.” Despite everything that had happened, daily life had returned.

We spoke little to each other. That was usual. I was still aroused and wanted to get back to my room as soon as possible, so I focused on finishing my meal.

“Ugh, it’s so annoying that you burned the pot, Onii-chan.”

Miyu complained in an exaggerated tone.

“I’m sorry. I’ll wash the dishes.”

I wanted to masturbate soon, but I had to make some amends.

“My body also smells a bit burnt. The smell is even in my hair… I want to take a nice, slow bath…”

“I understand. I’ll prepare the bath for you. Okay?”

“Okay? If you say so, I’ll leave it to you.”

I didn’t know why she was being so insincere, but I would answer all of Miyu’s requests anyway. I also had debts to pay.

“By the way, last week, you were using the house to have sex with Sachiko, weren’t you?”

She didn’t have to be so blunt.

“It was supposed to be on a rotation, but I was hardly ever home.”

“So, for the next two days, can you leave the house completely empty?”

“Completely empty… including the nights?”

“On Saturday night, you’ll have to stay somewhere else.”

Two full days on the weekend. It was a tough request for someone like me who preferred to stay indoors, but it was for Miyu.

“What time do I have to be back on Sunday?”

“Six in the evening. Please be back exactly at that time.”

“Exactly?”

“Yes. With a one-minute margin of error. Okay?”

“H-hmm.”

I wasn’t even allowed to be late. I wanted to ask why, but I knew she wouldn’t answer.

I agreed to everything. After finishing the meal, I first cleaned the bath and filled it with water. In the meantime, as I was washing the dishes, the water reached its maximum level, signaling that the bath was ready.

“Miyu, it looks like the bath is ready.”

“You can go in first, Onii-chan.”

“Eh…?”

I had prepared the bath because Miyu wanted to use it. I wanted to masturbate before that. I was about to go crazy if I didn’t ejaculate soon.

“Is it okay if I go first?”

“Since you’re here, you can take your time and soak in the bath.”

That weird sister of mine. But I could masturbate in the bath, and it might even be easier without any interruptions.

I entered the changing room as Miyu had instructed. Just thinking about finally being able to ejaculate made my penis point sharply upward. My sexual desire was also building up, having abstained from masturbation for a week. I was about to burst. I had plenty of masturbatory material for tonight, and although I was disappointed that I couldn’t use Miyu, I would squeeze out every last drop.

I couldn’t contain my eagerness and took off my pants. There, I noticed an unnatural bulge in the pocket. When I took out the contents, I realized it was something that a man should not have, a cute piece of lingerie.

“Huh…!?”

Realizing my mistake, I knew my plan had to be scrapped. If I masturbated in the bath, I couldn’t use Miyu’s panties. I wanted to return Miyu’s panties covered in semen, but I had promised to be out of the house on the weekend, and tonight was my only chance.

No, calm down. It’s okay, there’s no need to panic. I could just masturbate after getting out of the bath. If I ejaculated hastily, all that would be left was regret. This was not some old, discarded underwear, but a rare item that Miyu was planning to wear in the future. I couldn’t afford to be excited yet; I had to cleanse my body first, with respect for Miyu’s panties.

Feeling the weight of my penis, I took my time washing my body. I even used a small amount of the conditioner that Miyu loved, applying it to my hair and temples, where the scent would be most noticeable. As I soaked in the bathtub, the scent of the conditioner on my hair tips immediately stimulated my senses.

I realized that Miyu and I were sharing things that we used naked. Over the course of a decade or so, Miyu’s sweat had seeped into this bathtub. In a way, it was as if I were nakedly embracing Miyu.

“Am I a pervert…?!”

My self-reproach echoed in the enclosed space. No matter how much I was building up, I shouldn’t be having these kinds of fantasies.

I couldn’t afford to be obsessed with using Miyu’s panties as masturbatory material anymore. I had to release this desire, or else something irreparable might happen.

“Alright…”

I sat on the edge of the bathtub and gripped the source of all my troubles in my right hand. I would release it all here. I would return the panties to Miyu, and then I would go to sleep quietly tonight. Using Miyu as masturbatory material was only because I couldn’t get an erection without her; however, I would only use memories, not fantasies, and I wouldn’t hold back at all.

“Haa… kuh…”

My penis was even thicker and harder than usual. If I ejaculated, a lot of thick semen would come out. How long had it been since I masturbated alone? Although it felt better and I could produce more semen by ejaculating in Miyu’s mouth, the masturbatory material I had accumulated from my experiences with Miyu had activated my sperm in a way that was incomparable to my previous masturbation sessions.

“Miyu… ah… aah… Miyu…”

As I vigorously stroked my penis, building up energy for ejaculation, I could see a naked Miyu, holding her breasts with both hands, waiting for me at the end of my ejaculation.

It was coming. I had been made to wait so long. I wanted to ejaculate. I wanted to cover Miyu’s entire body with my semen, making her sticky and impregnating her with my scent.

“Miyu… Miyuu… I’m gonna cum…!”

Miyu, catch all of my semen. Ahh, I’m cumming, cumming…!

“Onii-chan.”

The sliding door of the bathroom opened with a loud “Garah,” and I fell backward into the bath, shocked. Hitting my head, I almost drowned, but I managed to get my face out of the water.

“W-wh-what… are you… doing…?”

My thoughts were once again robbed of their power, and I couldn’t accept this unbelievable scene.

White, translucent skin, glowing with a hint of redness. Miyu, naked, stood with her rich breasts raised, without even trying to cover her body with a towel, only holding a hair clip.

“Since I’m naked, there’s no other reason for me to be in here, right?”

Miyu answered my question as if it were the most natural thing in the world and stepped into the bathroom without hesitation. Just a moment ago, I had been masturbating with Miyu as my masturbatory material.

Miyu carefully closed the door with both hands, locked the key at her feet, and sat on a chair.

A drop of water falling from her hair dissolved into the surface of the water.

Brother and sister, naked together.

Miyu, incredibly, had locked me, at the limit of my sexual desire, in this enclosed space.