Any Extent- Kenma Kozume

9-Petty

"Shit," Kenma whispered, the suddenly thrust caught him by surprise.

"You couldn't help but giggle, pleased that your scheme was going to plan."

As you were about the stick his length back in his throat, there was a hard pull of the hair, forcing you to face upwards.

"What's so funny? You tricked me yeah.. but now you can't pull shit like this on me again. Don't get excited, your not going to beat me, tch."

Kenma released his grip on your hair even chuckling afterwards.

It made you annoyed and irritated.

He was still confident after he knew you had the upper hand. You stared at the boy dead in the eyes keeping your emotions composed and cool.
You wanted to tease him before you demolished
that confidence, to show that you shouldn't be
underestimated.

You proceeded to taunt him, dragging your tongue

up and down, driving circles around his tip, everything at a slow pace.
The boy gave you back the same gaze.
His expression was stiff, unmoving.
It made you anxious that Kenma possibly wasn't
feeling it or that rule four could potentially occur.

Rule 4. If the other takes too long to make
the other finish, automatic switch.

Although, Kenma was familiar to have a poker face.
Just in case of either transpiring, you decided to
cut the petty play and apply pressure.

You squeezed his dick, not too hard, with your
dominant hand, charging it into your mouth, then
proceeded to bob your head.
You set your other recessive hand to the boys thigh,
gripping it lightly to maintain stability.

Being certain not the thrust too much; as gagging
at the start would be embarrassing for you, you
observed as Kenmas stale face started to shift.
He hadnt yet taken his eyes off you however,
his jawline began to shaken noticeably portraying struggling to sustain any sounds.

You currently weren't going fast but at a moderate
speed, also not engulfing deeply. Nevertheless you
found your mouth leaking from the overload of
saliva and cum. It made the task more difficult
therefore you rose your head upwards, releasing
your mouth of the boys length.

Your dominant hand carried on to jerk the bottom
of Kenmas dick whilst you finally broke eye contact
with the boy, spitting out the sinful mixture onto
his tip. All of a sudden, loose hair bits began so
stick to the wet mess surrounding and on mouth.

Which you were advancing to tuck them away but
unexpectedly Kenmas hand began to brush up your hair into his fist, holding it tightly.

You propelled the boys throbbing length back into
your mouth, momentarily sucking on the tip as the
mixture on the boys length was used to massage
the bottom.

Kenma's breathing grew heavy as you began to do
magic tricks with your tongue, sucking and licking
on the rim even slurping his balls, leaving no pray
untouched.

Kenma let out a moan and
pushed his dick further down your throat. trapping it with your moist tongue that didn't stop its licking.

One thing you knew you couldn't achieve was
swallowing Kenmas big length whole, therefore you
assured the isolated parts were always played with.

This made Kenmas scattered whines more frequent
and louder. Tears built up in your eyes as you
thrusted his dick faster and deeper leading to the
boy pulling on your hair harder, ruthlessly.

You bobbed your head rapidly, your hand leaving
Kenmas dick, instead you used it to assist your
other hand that was fighting to keep you upright.
With both your hands solidly keeping you steady,