Bing Versus Ding
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2025 by Mat Twassel
Fiction Sex Story: High School students June and Henry debate bing versus ding. Illustrated.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction School Illustrated AI Generated .
By CoPilot
The Washington High School library was nearly empty, the late afternoon light slanting across the rows of books. Henry and June sat at a corner table, their English assignment on the laptop screen before them.
Henry tapped the table with his middle finger.
“See? The story ends with ‘Bing Bing.’ That doesn’t make sense. It should be ‘Ding Ding.’ Like the bell in a boxing ring.”
June tilted her head, brushing her hair back.
“Bing, ding—what’s the difference? It’s just a sound. The boxer’s down, the fight’s over. The author wanted it that way.”
Henry leaned forward, his finger drumming faster.
“No, no. Ding Ding is tradition. It’s the bell that ends the round. Ends the fight. Everyone knows that sound. Bing Bing feels like a computer notification, or a microwave finishing.”
June laughed softly, the sound echoing in the quiet library.
“Maybe that’s the point. The boxer’s life is reduced to something mechanical, like a timer going off. Bing Bing is colder, stranger. It unsettles you.”
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