I’m Not That Obsessive

Chapter 28

Leaning against the wall with a slanted posture, he looked down at me. As if he had no intention of waiting for my response, he started moving.

Then, he straddled me and sat on my waist.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

“Push-ups looked too easy for you, so I thought I’d help a bit.”

“How am I supposed to lift your weight? Get off!”

“Try it. How can you say that without even trying?”

There was no need to try. Even if I attempted to get up, I couldn’t move an inch. No matter how strong I am, I’m not capable of doing push-ups with a physically fit adult man sitting on my waist. The more I struggled, the more it felt like my waist was about to break.

“No, Mitchell. Get off.”

“Ah, okay. Then let’s do this.”

He knelt on the floor, placing me in the middle, and gently pressed his fingertips into the hollow of my erector spinae muscles.

“Now try.”

The weight pressing down on me was gone, but I was still caught between Mitchell’s legs. True to his reputation as the crazy Mitchell, he was helping me exercise in quite a diverse way.

Thinking this might be the only way to ease the awkwardness with Mitchell, I decided to go along with it for now. As I started doing push-ups again, Mitchell applied appropriate pressure to my back, adding just the right intensity to the exercise. It wasn’t bad, in its own way.

“Hmm…”

No, the naive thought that it wasn’t bad crumbled in less than a minute.

Every time I pushed up, I bumped into Mitchell. Between my buttocks and Mitchell’s crotch… I couldn’t see clearly, but what else could be there in the crotch area? No, two things? Or three in total…?

Anyway, we kept bumping. The feeling of contact was distinctly noticeable.

“Ah, I can’t do this anymore.”

Though the push-ups weren’t particularly difficult, I pretended to be tired and lay on the floor. Then, Mitchell, who had been kneeling, sat right down on my buttocks.

“Hey! Come on… get up.”

“What’s wrong with this? It’s not like I’m putting anything in your butt.”

“Don’t say it so bluntly!”

“Then would you prefer something like ‘Spread them, I’m going in’?”

“No!”

“If not that, should I hit you? I think you said you liked getting hit…”

“Absolutely not!”

I chose wrong. I seriously chose wrong. I failed in my selection of a human. Mitchell is too much for me to handle.

I really hate to say this, but it seemed like I might have to give up my butt once to finally find peace.

He said just once, so only once. Should we do it just once and be done with it? Should I really go through with it?

“Um… Mitchell… Sigh, is it really just one time? Then, will you stop tormenting me physically?”

“When you put it that way, I want to devour you right now, but I’m such a morally upright person.”

I almost cursed involuntarily at his claim of being upright. Mitchell must have found his own words funny too, as there was a hint of laughter in his voice.

“I don’t think once will be enough.”

“You said you just wanted to eat me once. So just let me be eaten once!”

“What did I tell you at the beginning? I warned you to be careful because I play dirty. I clearly warned you, but you said it was fine.”

“That was then…”

“Don’t worry for now. Since you’ve never been with a man before, we’ll take it slow.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. This is good for you too. When I touch your body, I’ll only be thinking about you. And as I keep touching you like that, even when we’re apart and I’m not touching you, I’ll only be thinking about you. Isn’t that what you want?”

Again, I’m being enchanted. Mitchell has enchanted me again.

“My mind will be filled with nothing but you. How about it?”

How about it?

It’s wonderful!

The idea that my world would be full of Mitchell and his world would be full of me.

There’s no need for second thoughts.

Already enchanted, I immediately nodded.

“Okay. Let’s take it step by step. One thing at a time, no need to rush.”

I can see Mitchell’s smile. Even though my gaze is fixed on the floor, I can clearly see what expression he’s making.

I’ve realized multiple times how difficult it is to have someone in the palm of your hand. My ex-girlfriend left me, citing my behavior as the problem. At least my brother moved according to my wishes. Well, it was probably more because of my money than my wishes.

Anyway, after spending a long time with my brother, I mistakenly thought that money could quickly win people’s hearts.

Mitchell isn’t someone who’s desperate for money. It would be fortunate if he didn’t treat my wealth as pocket change. Thinking about it, it was my mistake.

I’ve taken Jeff’s place. What else would two people do when they’re together all day? I suddenly realized what position I was occupying.

“Shall we exercise now?”

Mitchell strokes my back. Even though it feels like I’ve entered a den of demons, a strange sense of responsibility follows. It’s natural that Mitchell wants something from me, just as I want something from him.

Shouldn’t I give it to him?

He says he’ll only have me in his mind.

“I’ll teach you my way. Is that okay?”

Mitchell’s way.

Even though we’ve already been together once, those words suddenly felt scary. Still, as long as it’s not doing bench presses completely naked, it should be fine.

“Do as you please.”

I emptied my mind.

As Mitchell said, I tried to gradually, bit by bit, immerse myself in him. Someday, he might penetrate my behind, but that’s for later, so I’ll think about it when the time comes.

“What’s your way?”

“Take off your pants first.”

“…”

“Underwear too.”

Ah, I just can’t empty my mind at all.

***

While it’s not common for people to exercise naked, it’s even rarer to find an idiot exercising naked in front of someone who’s looking to devour them at any moment.

That idiot was me.

Sweat trickled down my spine. Not because the exercise was hard or it was hot. It was cold sweat flowing from embarrassment. My face was burning and my muscles were trembling slightly.

Glaring at the disgustingly playful Mitchell was my only form of rebellion.

“What are you thinking? You should do one more set.”

I was in the middle of lifting and lowering the barbell while lying on the bench press. The weight wasn’t too heavy, but I kept stopping because I was conscious of my exposed lower half.

“Your method is really obscene.”

At my words, Mitchell’s gaze lowered.

“I admit it.”

Instead of arguing, he always readily agreed. He shrugged his shoulders, saying I was completely right. He was truly a person who left me speechless.

“But it seems your body is enjoying the obscenity?”

Bang.

I lowered the barbell with a loud noise and quickly got up. I knew it. This damned thing down there kept trying to rise.

It’s not an everyday occurrence to exercise naked in front of someone. It’s even more maddening when the pillar, driven by instinct rather than its owner’s will, tries to harden. I covered my front with one hand and grabbed my face with the other. I felt like there couldn’t be a greater humiliation in life.

I thought the worst was when we first met, saw each other naked, and filmed a video, but an even greater worst had arrived. New things kept happening the more time I spent with Mitchell. Damned things!

“Why are you so embarrassed? Don’t you like taking it slow? Or should we go all the way right now? Skip to the last step?”

He spoke about penetrating my behind in such a refined manner.

“I’m not embarrassed! It’s common in Korea. We have saunas and public baths! Our country is known for bonding through nudity!”

…Since when?

With whom did I bond while naked?

Putting on a ridiculous show of bravado, I forcibly lowered the hand covering my face.

“That’s great. Let’s continue. Come over here.”

The crazy guy kept making me do exercises here and there. It’s already maddening to walk around naked, but why are there so many exercises to do? I should have refused when he said he’d help build my body. It’s too late for regrets now.

“What are we going to do?”

We moved to the mat. There was a full-length mirror right in front, but I didn’t have the courage to look at myself right now. Me seeing my own naked body might be all ages, but seeing my body with that person requires an adult rating.

“What else? We’re going to exercise.”

Mitchell brought over a foam roller he had set aside.

“What kind of exercise?”

“Buttocks.”

“…”

The sound of swallowing saliva echoed in the room.

“Want some water?”

Before starting the exercise in earnest, Mitchell took out some water from the refrigerator. I thought I was dying from the heat, but holding the cold water bottle made me feel better.

As I gulped down the water, trying to buy time, I inadvertently turned my eyes to the full-length mirror. As expected, my face was bright red.

Sauna. Public bath. Common occurrence.

I forcibly injected these mantras into my mind. At the same time, I secretly pressed down on my lower half, which kept trying to stand at attention.

Meanwhile, Mitchell sat down on the mat. He put the foam roller in front of him and patted the floor.

“Lie face down.”

“…”

No matter how I looked at it, choosing Mitchell as my target seemed like a mistake.