Yes!

Resisting is a herculean effort, but you manage it - though a bead of precum does well from your tip, forced from you by the impact. “Aw, looks like someone’s hanging in there by a thread, eh, Tiger?” You can hear the smirk in his voice, and you feel your cock twitch as he reaches down to collect the creamy liquid from your tip before pushing it past your lips, pressing the salty taste onto your tongue.

“Taste that? That’s what an impending loss tastes like, Tiger. My advice is to get used to it sooner rather than later.” His taunting makes your cock twitch again, and you can hear an undercurrent of excitement in his voice. If you had to guess, you’d say Kenny likely doesn’t get a chance to be in this position often. He wrenches your head back and tucks your neck under his armpit for a dragon sleeperhold. His free hand returns to your cock, stroking you rhythmically while he starts to choke you out. It feels almost impossible to resist cumming as your head starts to spin a bit.