Blowjob

Kenny chuckles as he suddenly gets a glint of wicked inspiration in his eye. He walks toward you and grabs you by the hair, pulling you up to your knees by it. "You know, Tiger, I don't think it's particularly fair that a Jobber like you get to cum, and I don't. Wouldn't you agree?" You don't know that you would, but you figure it's best to just ride this out - Kenny did say this would be a regular part of Eros matches, after all. He chuckles as he grabs his cock with his other hand, tapping the thick, warm head against your lips.

"Open up. You wanted to be an Eros Jobber, let me show you exactly the kind of treatment you're in for." Your lips obediently part as he pushes forward into your mouth. He groans as you run your tongue along the length of his shaft, sucking and drooling as Kenny starts to facefuck you. Your eyes water a bit - Kenny's cock is long and thick, and he's not being particularly gentle as he uses your mouth like a fleshlight. Thankfully, it doesn't take an overly long time for him to start twitching in your mouth. Seconds later, he pulls out and unloads on your face, painting it fully white in three thick, heavy spurts. He steps away, breathing hard as he lets you flop bonelessly back to the canvas.

A little while later - no more than a minute or two - Kenny appears in your field of view, offering a hand and a towel. You gratefully accept both and start to towel yourself off. Your audience has dispersed, much to your relief. You don't know if you could've taken another moment of them staring at you. Kenny looks you up and down appraisingly, a slight smirk on his face still.

“Well, you did well enough for a Jobber. You’ve got good stamina, and you look hot getting dominated. Those are really the only two criteria, so you’ll be fine, I reckon. Steady on, and I’ll hope to see you in a real match someday soon, yeah?” He claps you amiably on the shoulder with a chuckle and leaves you in the ring. You do the same in your own time, mentally preparing yourself for life as an Eros Jobber.