Motivating my esports boyfriend

Motivating my esports boyfriend

I'm my boyfriends cheerleader

Chapter 1 by shadowyartsdirty shadowyartsdirty

The day he played fortnite

So it was a Friday evening and my boyfriend was playing a Fortnite tournament.

Sadly he was losing like really badly and then a thought came to my head. Normally when my boyfriend is feeling bad giving him just cheers him right up.

So I went under his gaming table got on my knees and unbuckled his belt buckle. Then I unbuttoned his denim jeans and pulled down the zip.

As soon as he heard the old familiar wizzzt sound he froze cause he knew exactly what was up. Then within no time he was up, down there if you catch my drift. I saw the outline of his bulge grew from a little stump to a tree.

Clearly he's snake needed wanted to pulled out of it's cage so that's exactly what I did. I pulled down his cruel boxer prison and freed the python. The snake was sprung to action as my hands got to work, I had to off course spit on it a couple times for extra speed on the stroke. I started slow and got faster and faster.

Then I moved onto using my mouth within 10 minutes he went from the bottom thirty to the top ten. The strategy was unspoken but known by both so well I could a swore he was on some phychic shit.

For every makeshift buling he crafted I shafted, for every shot he took I spit. Like a good little hoe I smiled through it all but I only swallowed when he finished that goes for both the game and you know. In the end he came third in the tournament and I came so hard I almost got a weird form of lock jaw. Needless to say it was awesome night and now every time he plays a tournament I get under the gaming table and warm my big boy up for his important game.

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