John thinks with his dick.

Against his better judgement he wanted to take the Stud Option. The Gamer inside screamed at him: percentage Boni are just too powerful to pass up on! They make every Charisma gain ever better! However he had always been a bit conscious about his size, or rather lack thereof. When else was he going to get a chance to do something about that?

Rave got wind of his trouble. “What are you thinking about, Johny?” She asked and strut back over to him. “Just got an achievement that gave me a choice about the reward.” He explained as vague as possible. “One is without a doubt great on the long run but the other helps me with some current ‘Problems’.” Rave raised an eyebrow. “You are min-maxing in real life?” “Basically.” The techno-lover took a deep breath. “NEEEEEEEEERD!” She shouted laughingly, her naked form above him once again as she climbed on top of him.

Her legs were straddling against his dick as she shifted positions. “Let me make this very easy for you.” She said, her chest just in front of his face, “Option A is my left breast, Option B the right. Choose one in the next five seconds and you get to touch one, otherwise be doomed to never get a feel.” “That is unfair!” John gulped, what kind of ultimatum was this?

Rave didn’t care about his objection and started the countdown. “Five.” As if Gaia was playing along nicely the window relocated so that whichever option he picked would actually make him touch the chest of Rave. “Four.” His brain was on fire. How was he supposed to think with a stunning girl like this in on his lap? “Three.” She teasingly shook her shoulders. “Two…” ‘Ah fuck it!’ John thought and went for the right option.

There were two feelings that dominated his being for a moment. One was the softness of Rave’s left tit in his palm. Sure, not particularly bouncy or big but soft and warm, the faint heartbeat against his hand, the hard nipple, these were erotic enough to make him hard again. It didn’t help that Masturbation refilled his balls in mere minutes. The other feeling was his dick growing by a centimetre while still pressing against Rave’s leg. It was a hot and tingly feeling, a bit painful for a second, like getting stung by a needle, but nothing real major.

“Did…did your penis just get bigger?” Rave was weirded out and astonished at the same time. She climbed of him. “Holy Shit, yeah, wow, fuck that.” “I’d rather fuck you.” John said. “I believe that. Wow, you are already hard again. And bigger than before.” She looked closer. “That makes it about average size, I guess?” John didn’t know the answer to that. “Whatevs. I need another shower and to brush my teeth right now. Wanna join me?” At least that was an easy question.

The bathroom was just as weird as every other room in this building. Meaning that it was entirely themed to be a bathroom and then some. White tiles covered the floor and most of the walls, that much was normal, what was not normal was the sheer amount of different bathroom equipment. There were two toilets, one a traditional western one and another one of those one would squat over, three sinks, each with different kinds of hot-warm regulation, two showers, glass door and curtain, a bathtub and two jacuzzi, one of which had a TABLE build into the middle and a small pool in the middle of it all. That made the room, logically, quite big.

“Your father is insane.” John said, no longer able to hold it back. “Slightly, I guess. Now…” Rave agreed and pointed at him. “Clothes off.” “Yes, ma’am.” Clothes flew of under Rave’s watchful gaze, she also used the time to at least roughly clean her mouth out. “You are pretty skinny.” She said and pinched his side. “Well, better than being fat I guess? Can that Gamer Ability of yours get you some muscle?” “Dunno.” She cleaned her toothbrush after spitting out. “Well find out, stupid, I can live with being around a skinny guy but a bit of muscle is just better.” She said and walked over to the bathtub. “Didn’t you want to take a shower?” “Changed ma mind.” Rave slurred the words and tapped her foot. “Go get in there, tiger.” With some caution John did. The water was almost painfully hot. Rave got in there after him. “Perfect temperature.” She sighed, satisfied, as she used him as a backrest.

John felt like he was sitting in a steaming chamber. However, he also felt Rave leaning against him, his dick being pressed against her backside. So he swallowed his complaints and did his best to relax. “Tell me, tiger. Why did you choose Collide over the Golden Rose?” The question came out of nowhere but the mischievous glint in Rave’s blue-pinkish eyes didn’t make it particularly serious.

“Well, I, uhm, wanted freedom over security.” That was the truth. “The choice was pretty hard though.” “Because you didn’t know if you wanted to try and fuck me or Moira, eh?” Busted. “That certainly was part of the question.” “Good thing you went with me, think Princess would put out as much as I do?” When did this become a competition? John felt that a change of topic would be better for his nerves. “Dunno.” “Neither do I but she acts rather prude. Bo-o-ring.” Rave put her hand in his neck and pulled him down to her mouth. “Wanna make out?”

Okay, first-off he needed to get more pro-active in the future or he would soon be the errand boy in this…whatever this would be in the future. Second. “Yes.” He said and thus the question became reality. It was a lot less heated this time, slower kisses without the moans of some pornstar in the background. John appreciated that a lot as it meant he could concentrate on not being really bad at it. ‘Why don’t I get a skill for this?’ he silently sent a bug report to the game developer.

He then sent a prayer to the god that gave him this gift as he felt Rave’s fingers wrapping around his shaft. Slowly she started pumping in a constant rhythm. Her grip was tight, pressing down on all the sensitive spots as she gave him a handjob. Up and down her hand went, mixing in circular motions of her palm to tease the head of his dick as well.

If the whole action wouldn’t have been under water his dick would have been drenched in pre-cum again. This way Rave had to keep her hand wrapped around his dick as she kept moving, each stroke putting him closer and closer. This was all like a dream to him, the past two days had revealed so much about the world and, well, everything that it was hard to believe. Yet he was fairly certain that it was true, or at least that if this was a dream he wished it wouldn’t end. Ever.

His tongue danced around with Rave’s as he felt a sudden boldness and, embracing her, went to pull the kiss even deeper. Apparently a fan of this, Rave pumped his dick even harder. This time John had no remorse about holding back and as he moaned into her mouth, silently asking for her to be even faster, he let go. Seed spurted into the water as he, eyes closed, continued to make out with her. Rave kept giving him a handjob until he went flaccid in her hand.

Then the kiss broke. “I almost want to fuck you right now.” Rave panted, even though she had had no direct stimulation herself her breaths were heavy. “Give me two minutes and I am ready.” “I said almost.” She laughed and tapped him on the tip of his nose. “Keep entertaining me like this and one day you might get there.”

With that she settled back in his lap, using him as a comfy lean as she relaxed in the water. “What is ‘one day’ supposed to mean? Can you quantify that?” John had to know. “A month or two? Dunno.” A MONTH? Rave must have felt the sudden tenseness of his body. “Aww, Gamer, you keep eating me out - I keep sucking you off. If you want to actually fuck me you will have to show some patience, ya know?”

Well, he would have to try.