Kink Fics 11/21

“Okay, so if I’m right, I’ll be able to...”

Jaune’s words trailed off as his focus shifted towards the game. He’d been practicing this single skip so many times, but he was still certain that he could pull it off. He felt the joystick under his thumb, the exact level of resistance pushing back as he pressed it to the precise angle where he’d be going fast enough to make the jump but not too fast that he wouldn’t be able to do the input correctly. He felt his other thumb hover over the button, ready to press at just the... right… moment…

His thumb neatly skipped over the button, guided by the rhythm he’d practiced so often to strike at the precise moment... that the jump made the graphics go wonky as the physics engine miscalculated his position and launched his blue, polygonal hedgehog halfway across the map.

“YES!” Jaune cried, giving a brief moment to fistpump in celebration, but not enough to distract him as he gently angled the joystick to guide his character right… down… to where… it needed…

Exactly. Dead on. He hit the exit screen and could yell out:

“TIME!”

He hit the timer. He’d done it and now he’d cut… he’d cut twenty seconds off his time! Leaning back in his chair with a weary, extremely relieved sigh, he shook his head. “Ohhhh, that took a while, but damn, twenty-three seconds, that’s worth it.”

He glanced over to the chat, scrolling upwards to see what he’d missed while being so focused on the game. The anticipation, the cheering him on, then the all-caps celebration that he’d managed it, along with the usual emoji spam, it was all there. He was surprised to see so many people showing up—not only was it not peak time, but he was doing an entirely safe for work variety stream on what was his girlfriend’s cam stream, and yet, he saw so many of her regulars there, just excited to see him try and learn how to speedrun a video game.

Heh, looking at the chat, you’d almost assume this simply was a channel for streaming video games, with people discussing the skips and the tech, without a single mention that this stream usually showed Jaune balls-deep in a tied-up girl. But scanning through the chat, he saw quite a few lines he wanted to comment on out loud.

MonkeyKing: This is why Sonic 06 is an underrated game. Is it badly made? Yes. But is it so badly made that you can do this in it: hell yes.

“I hear that, MonkeyKing,” Jaune nodded, “I can’t… I can’t imagine ever playing this game seriously or what that was like for people when it first came out, but I’m playing it a decade and a half later and having a ton of fun with it...” his eyes glanced back down to the chat, reading the responses to what he was saying. “‘Try running a good game next,’ okay, okay, if anyone has any suggestions, I’d be down to hear them.”

Of course the chat blew up once he solicited a response like this. Some games particularly spoke to him, especially now that he could consider buying them a business expense, but he also saw some other prominent regulars.

RedLikeRoses: You’re the best, Jaune! The BEST!

RedLikeRoses: And if you started streaming Doom, I would lose my mind!

“Aww, thanks, Red,” Jaune said, smiling, “Always happy to hear your enthusiasm.”

Well, in truth, RedLikeRoses had become perhaps a bit too enthusiastic recently. Jaune and Pyrrha discussed chat moderation and how they related with their fans, and she, along with SnowAngel, were the top two, “maybe a little too thirsty for the both of them.” It wasn’t a problem, at least, not yet, but Jaune did worry a bit about the kind of relationship they might be nurturing here. But she’d been super excited to hear that Jaune was going to stream some video games and she was just such an upbeat presence in Pyrrha’s streams that Jaune always felt compelled to indulge her. And as such…

“And I’ve heard good things about the new Doom. But I’m just not a… I’m a cartoon characters guy, not a blood and guts sort. I’d be streaming Stardew Valley today if GDQ hadn’t gotten me all fired up for speedrunning… but I’ll definitely consider it!”

Ah, he couldn’t help himself. RedLikeRoses was just such a cheerful viewer that even if she wasn’t donating as much as, say, SnowAngel, the both of them were given a lot of leeway to get parasocial here.

“But back to Sonic… I think I’m gonna try to move on to the next level, and...“ his eyes drifted over to the chat when he saw a familiar name pop up.

DisciplinedDisciplinarian: Always good to see practice pay off… now do it two dozen more times so you know you can pull it off every time :)

Jaune laughed at the last one. “Aww, come on, Disciplinarian!” he mock-pouted, “It took me that long to get it done once, and now you want to put me through that? We’re not in a bondage stream, I’m not getting punished here!”

It was all in good fun, the back and forth teasing between him and the stream. Jaune was never sure how to feel about his online popularity, but it did tickle his ego to know that so many people were interested in just watching him be himself online. He was about to restart the level, see if he could pull it off again, but then he heard the sound of the door opening.

“Hey hun!”

Jaune turned around in his chair to see Pyrrha coming in. He smiled as she came closer and leaned down for a kiss. He knew the chat was certainly going wild at the moment—they loved the little couple moments they interspersed with the porn—but he just enjoyed seeing her back early. But Pyrrha, however, was a consummate performer, and so instead of a sweet, “welcome home” kiss from his girlfriend, Jaune found himself pulled into the passionate buss of a professional sex performer.

When her lips left his, Jaune was left in a daze as Pyrrha turned to the camera and started working the chat.

“Hey everyone! I hope you were having fun with Jaune’s video game corner… oh, I’m not going to interrupt, just wanted to stop by and say hi.”

A glance at the chat, particularly RedLikeRoses, were extremely excited about the prospect of Pyrrha making the stream interesting, especially after their kiss. Jaune smiled to see it—Pyrrha was good at building that excitement, but he had other concerns on his mind.

“You’re home early,” he said, just idly making chat with his girlfriend.

Pyrrha nodded. “Gym was closed—a pipe burst in the locker room, can you believe that? Now I’m just here with nothing to do and… oh, VelveteenVixen’s asking if you could give me a workout?” She turned back to Jaune with a smile and a raised eyebrow, “Oh, I’d hate to interrupt your gaming stream.”

Her implication was clear: Pyrrha had some pent-up energy she needed to burn off, and there was no better way than to involve Jaune in it. At the same time, Pyrrha was sincere—she didn’t want to interrupt Jaune when he was having fun with video games. She was a very sweet girlfriend like that, on top of the non-stop marathon sex.

But there seemed to be a way to make both of them happy, and as Jaune’s eyes scanned the chat, he saw something that stood out.

DisciplinedDisciplinarian: If Jaune can make the skip while Spartan’s “distracting” him, then he’s clearly mastered it.

Jaune knew as soon as he saw it what Pyrrha would want to do. He could see the grin growing on her face as she slowly turned and whispered, “I think Disciplinarian has a very enjoyable idea, my love.”

“You’re thinking...” Jaune asked, his voice feeling dry, his cock feeling very intrigued.

“Nothing much,” she playfully replied, “But you can just go back to your game while I,” she dropped down on her knees and positioned herself between his legs, “see if I can distract you as best I can.”

Jaune groaned, feeling Pyrrha’s nimble fingers effortlessly free his cock of its confines. “Sounds fun...” he murmured, feeling the blood run south as her hands began to stroke him up to hardness. “Just gotta beat this level, without letting you distract me.”

“Good luck!” she replied, a musical giggle rising up from between his knees.

Chat was ecstatic. Jaune could see line after line of meme spam as viewers made predictions for or against him. As he started to get things set up for another run, though, Jaune had to wonder if this was going to be harder than he was expecting, especially because he was quite a bit harder than he expected. Jaune had discovered that he really did enjoy performing for the camera, that having viewers made sex with his gorgeous girlfriend even more exciting. And there was also Pyrrha’s talents as a performer...

“I won’t distract you,” she purred, in between tenderly kissing his balls, “My Jaune’s just too good at games to let himself get distracted...”

Jaune hated how she could play on his ego like this. As much as the line of playful kisses she was delivering up his shaft, it was her performance that was really making his dick hard. But he had to get started. Eyes were on him (and the hint of red hair bobbing away at the bottom of the camera reminding the viewers what was going on), and he had to live up to expectations.

He hit the timer and started the level, the light, exciting music of a high-speed level getting him in the mood to go fast at a time where he both should and should not do exactly that. Especially as Pyrrha moved on from kissing to give him a proper blowjob. Her soft, full lips lazily traced their way over the head of his cock, enveloping him in her mouth with a sensuous and loving welcome for his dick.

Jaune’s heart was racing, his pulse so elevated he felt it in his thumbs as he tried to ignore the heavenly lips wrapped around his shaft or the teasing, tantalizing tongue that was trying to make him fail. But starting the level was easy enough, he’d done it again and again enough already to make it almost reflex, and, Jaune told himself, Pyrrha blew him pretty much daily, on camera or off. He could… he could push through this.

Staying focused, he kept his eyes on the screen, not moving a millimeter lower where he might see the glorious, crimson mane of his girlfriend bobbing on his lap. He had to focus on the game, his fingers moving automatically as he flexed the stick and hit his button presses just as he’d practiced. DisciplinedDisciplinarian did have a point about practice making perfect, after all. Everything was going fine, it was even enjoyable, actually. Wasn’t this an old teenage fantasy, a girlfriend who’d cup and stroke his balls while he played video games, just like Pyrrha’s hands were doing right now? Hadn’t he dreamed of a way to combine his love of video games with an adoring girlfriend? He actually might be able to-

As soon as he felt that confidence surging within him, Jaune also felt his girlfriend’s talented tongue slide along his head, swirling around his glans in the way she knew got a response from him. He felt a hitch in his breath that nearly derailed the run, almost causing him to mistime a jump that’d cost him time. But he stayed focused. Focused only on the game, and not the minx who was out to make him fail.

A good thing about speed running was that these runs were short. He only had to last so long without letting Pyrrha get the better of him. But now he’d hit a point where he had to stop and wait, just running around in circles as he waited for an animation to play out, and those few seconds where he had nothing to do left Jaune acutely aware of what Pyrrha was doing. Why had he had to think about this in terms of a teenage fantasy, of getting blown while gaming, the sort of thing that would weaken his resolve, just as Pyrrha moved to up the ante and start deep throating him!

Biting his lip, Jaune didn’t let Pyrrha distract him as he kept his attention to the route. He was doing fine, he was on track, but Pyrrha was playing dirty. She was going loud, the GLUKH-GLUKH-GLUKH of her head bobbing deeper and deeper, taking Jaune further and further until his cock was all the way down her throat and he could feel her lips meet his base, his pubes brushing her nose as she aggressively and sloppily blew him. And worse, Jaune knew the microphone was picking her up, just like it was set to hear the click and tap of the buttons he was pressing, everyone could hear Pyrrha’s messy blowjob as he struggled to focus on both clearing the stage and not succumbing to her talents! Which… nnnnngh, Jaune really got turned on by knowing he had an audience after so much experience performing on Pyrrha’s show!

He pulled another tight skip, a nearly frame-perfect demand of his timing, but Jaune felt no relief from achieving it. Because Pyrrha was going all out, his dick was loving the attention, and worse...

It was coming up.

GLUKH-GLUKH-GLUKH

He- had to stay- stay focused!

GLUKH-GLUKH-GLUKH

Almost there, just had to- to- fuck her throat was so tight! Pyrrha’s deep throat technique was just too good as Jaune felt the hitch of his climax catching him off guard! He was going to cum, to pump his load down her throat, but he could just- just delay one second, he could-

“Awwwwggggghhhhhhhh...” he shamefully groaned as he climaxed, his dick twitching and jerking as it released a hot stream of cum for Pyrrha to greedily guzzle, the sensation ripping through his body causing his thumb to jerk and miss his timing. As he felt Pyrrha wring every last drop of his seed from his balls, Jaune saw Sonic plummet into a gap, his efforts shot.

Leaning back with a groan of dismay, Jaune felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him. Not only had he taxed his mind to a  level of focus he’d never felt before, Pyrrha had sucked the life out of him. As his body began to feel leaden and dulled, she popped up off his dick with a teasing smile, showing off the white in her mouth… and a look of pure, absolute satisfaction in her victory. Jaune couldn’t stop her in any meaningful way as she turned around to see the camera and the screen.

“Oh no,” she said in feigned dismay, “Did I cause you to fall? Was that bad?”

Jaune was too exhausted to say anything, just shaking his head as he felt the weight of everything settle down over him. Oh, she’d… she’d definitely gotten the better of him this time. He managed to crane his eyes to the chat as Pyrrha worked the audience, seeing their dismay, approval, or just genuine arousal at seeing SexySpartan blow Jaune—and Jaune’s run. But in the chat, he definitely saw he had some allies, some people who thought he shouldn’t be counted out yet. In particular...

RedLikeRoses: Jaune! Punish that smug bitch for interrupting your sacred video game time!

And to Jaune, that sounded like a very good idea.