Jayden
It’s been two weeks? No, two days, and here I am now, with my eyes locked onto Victor, who sat confidently in front of his computer, warming up. His smirk was unmistakable.
“Oh, he’s finally here,” he laughed after setting his eyes on me. “I thought you would never come. I thought you’d given up.”
“Do I look like someone who would suck your little cock?” I scoffed, then leaned in to whisper. “I would have thought twice about it if I were you.”
“Let’s get the referee,” Tyler said with a gesture. “There’s no time.”
Coach Swallow appeared in front of me with a serious expression, nodding. “Alright, let’s begin. Referee, please start the match.”
But before the referee could respond, I raised my hand. “I have a request, please.”
My coach turned to me, a hint of curiosity on his face. “What is it, boy? Tell us, we’ll do it now.”
I took a deep breath as I made my request. “I have a request,” I said, my eyes fixed on the referee. “I want to play alone, just me and Victor. No coaches, no one else. Just us two and the referee.”
My coach raised an eyebrow, seemingly taken aback by my request. “Well, I guess it’s fine,” he said finally, nodding.
Victor’s coach also agreed, and the two coaches and all the guys left the room, leaving me and Victor alone with the referee. Finally, peace of mind, a breath of fresh air, no noise, and best of all, no anxiety spikes whatsoever.
Fortunately, the match was being streamed live, so the coaches and audience could still watch from another room.
The game began, and Victor and I clashed in a frenzy of clicks and keystrokes. On the other hand, I tried every trick in the book to take me down, but I was prepared.
With the tactics and strategies I had learned from Gamer Frozen, I was able to counter every attack. Victor’s expressions changed from confident to frustrated, but I remained calm and focused.
In a stunning turn of events, I launched a devastating final attack, catching Victor off guard. Victor’s character died instantly, and he was left staring at the screen in shock.
His mouth wide open, Victor jumped up from his seat, eyes fixed on me. I stood up, a smirk on my face.
“I won,” I said simply, my chest heaving with excitement. “I fucking WON!”
And immediately, the others in the other room erupted into cheers and applause. They rushed out of the room, surrounding me with congratulatory pats on the back and enthusiastic high-fives.
Victor, on the other hand, was furious. “Hell no, fucking hell no! I’m not giving up my prizes!” he shouted, his face red with anger.
But my coach intervened, calm and firm. “Victor, you already made a deal, and you agreed to the terms. You can’t back out now.”
Victor’s anger was palpable, but he knew he had no choice. With a scowl, he handed over the prizes he had won to me. I accepted them with a smile, feeling satisfied and vindicated.
Victor turned and stormed off, leaving me to bask in the glory of my victory, and his coach followed afterward, followed by his set of friends and supporters.
Later that day, the coach, my friends, and I decided to celebrate with a small party. The party was in full swing, with music, laughter, and plenty of food and drink. I was having a great time, chatting and joking with my friends when I saw Allison waving at me from across the room.
I smiled and made my way over to her, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation. Yes, everyone already knew what I was anticipating.
“You saw it, right?” I asked Allison, my eyes locked on hers.
“Yes, congratulations!” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I swallowed hard, my heart racing. I took a step closer to her, my voice shaky but husky. “I badly want to kiss you right now.”
Allison’s eyes burned with desire as she gazed up at me. “Me too,” she whispered. “Let’s go somewhere else, and let me give you what I promised if you won.”
I nodded, my mind racing. I took her hand, leading her through the crowded party. We navigated through the rooms, avoiding people as we went.
“Let’s go to the computer room,” I suggested, my voice low. “Nobody’s there.”
She nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. We reached the computer room, and I pulled out my key to unlock the door.
The moment we entered the room, we were in each other’s arms, our lips locked in a passionate, consuming kiss. Wildly devouring each other, we moved clumsily around the space until her back collided with a computer, causing it to fall to the ground and abruptly breaking our kiss.
“Oh my goodness,” she sighed. “What are we going to do about this?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it later,” I said, my lips finding hers again. I sucked and licked every inch of her mouth, resisting the urge to nibble against them.
Before long, she dropped to her knees, her hands swiftly removing my pants. My erect cock sprang out, hitting her face, and with her hands on my hips, she slowly engulfed my entire length in her warm mouth.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned, my butt relaxing against the cold metal table behind me.
I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling of her sucking my dick, her hand moving up and down my thigh, grasping and squeezing. Her throat contracted around my thickness, sending waves of pleasure through me.
“Oh shit,” I hissed as her tongue teased the base of my cock and my tensed balls.
She choked, but I grabbed the back of her head, holding her in place until I felt the familiar sensation of an approaching climax. My head tilted back, my face towards the ceiling.
“You’re gonna make me cum, baby,” I sighed, rocking my hips in her warm, inviting mouth.
“Please do,” she begged, her muffled voice urging me on as her hand squeezed my butt cheeks.
“You want me to cum in your mouth that badly?” I asked, gripping her chin gently.
She nodded, looking up at me with eager eyes, and I thrust faster, causing her to cough and choke once more. Her face flushed a deep red, and her eyes squeezed shut.
“Ugh, that slutty face on yours,” I groaned, gathering her hair into a ponytail. In an instant, I felt my load shooting out, filling her mouth until it was full.
“Swallow it,” I commanded, and she obeyed, taking it down in one heavy gulp. I smirked, bending down to kiss her passionately, which she eagerly reciprocated.
“Mmm,” she moaned into my lips, her arousal evident as my fingers encircled her full, wet clit.
As my fingers slipped inside her, she let out a soft cry, but just then, Victor emerged from the shadows, holding his phone in our faces. How was he here? When did he arrive? What was he doing in this room? Why was he doing this?
“Wow,” he smirked. “This is beautiful. What are you doing? Why did you suddenly stop and act like you’ve seen a ghost? Continue! I’m about to cum!”