Cheater!
Aggressive clicking came from both controllers, one faster than the other out of pure ambition. " you're- AGHHHHHHH!! You're cheating you're cheating!!!" Connor whined pushing Taylor with his shoulder. " Quit pushing me!!!!" Taylor grumpily utters out trying to stay in his chair. " NO!! Because you're cheating!" still forcibly pushing Taylor to the side, "No one is cheating you just suck.. " Turning his head towards Connor, he tried to use force to push him back. Connor reaches over his controllers to smack Taylor's controller out of his hands. Taylor turns his body completely towards him to fight back. Their moment of struggle and Taylor's unsuccessful ability to keep himself in his chair while trying to fight off Connors's loser attempts to win. " Get your hands off me freak!" squirming under him grumpily. " Play fair you idiot!" placing his hand on the floor beside Taylor's face. "I did play fair! using the little amount of his free space to smack Connor's chest trying to get him off. Connor lowers his face towards Taylor, suddenly stopping both of their tantrums for a split second, Taylor's face stuck up with a grumpy look. " no . you. Didn't". " YES, I DID!!!" Taylor lifted himself to push Connor by the face, kicking his legs and squirming for the short period he blinded him. " Aghhh! " quickly reaching for Taylor's hands covering his glasses, pulling them off, and gripping his wrist tightly, pinning both of Taylor's hands to the ground providing him little to no access to "win" any longer. "You're a cheater. "standing up after his statement. Taylor sits up to look at him "If you just suck just say that, I don't even know why you care so much. Midway attempting to stand up " I didn't even - ACK!". He was quickly cut off by a grip on his hair forcing him up to his feet to remove Connor's fist from his hair. "What are you doing??" he whined covering Connors hand with his own. A short moment passed where Taylor's face had been planted into Connor's messy desk. Taylor let out a cry from the smack to the compartment " AGh!". Connor palmed his hand onto Taylor's back of his head, his other hand gripping Taylor's waist. Taylor's face burned, the embarrassing feeling of being bent over like this was getting to him. "I didn't cheat.." he mumbled grumpily, looking back at Connor. His body slowly began to feel hot and heated up from the assertion towards him. Petting his side Connor leaned down to Taylor's ear. " I don't wanna hear it". Taylor balled up his fist laying them on the desk. Connor removed his right hand from the center of Taylor's head feeling down his neck. "I can't listen to cheaters.. Especially lying ones.." his left hand slowly lifted Taylor's shirt rubbing up and down the center of his back. Taylor shivered at the feeling of Connor's hand moving up the curve of his back, he knew where this was going and a sense of anticipation began to build in his gut. Connor's left hand reached to Taylor's thigh pulling him closer into his lower half, pressing him against his hard-on. Taylor looked past Connor's head once again for the view of him getting violated. Connor spread Taylor's thighs apart, seeping his hard-on deeper into Taylor's shorts. "These fucking shorts again? Don't tell me, you were planning to cheat on me with these too?" Taylor laid his head on the desk " No... I wasn't..." He pouted as if the accusation offended him. Connor grinds his hard-on into Taylor's backside, causing Taylor to let out a whimper. "Liar liar pants on fire~.... I should help you with that should I?" pulling the back side of his shorts down along with his boxers. Taylor whined needlessly as the tension built up in him intensely humping himself into the desk. "Do you like to cheat just to get your dick hard?" Taylor laid his face on the desk not answering from embarrassment. Taylor gasped as Connor's grip on his neck became significantly tighter. "I said... do you like to cheat just to get your tiny small dick hard?". "mghmmmhhh. ....no.... I ah~,, I didn't cheat..a.ah~" His response getting him gripped harder. "you don't think so? ". " no.." Taylor huffed in between his desperate whines struggling to breathe from the grip, the fabric from the other boy's boner felt amazing but he had no intention admitting he cheated any time soon. Taylor let out a moan as Connor lost his grip on Taylor's neck. Pulling his hand back to unzip his pants the noise excited Taylor subconsciously pushing his hips back into him. Connor stuck his dick out over Taylor's hole putting his hand over it and applying pressure. "Nghhh~ ,, hhhh, ahhhh~" Taylor's whimpers worsened from the pressure, his legs weaker and grinding harder into the desk. His small dick was overwhelmed from the lack of attention to his hole needing to be filled, throbbing and leaking out his pre cum. Connor's full attention was traced to the grind on the outside of Taylor's hole as the other boy grinding himself equally. Spreading his legs further with the intention for Connor to fill him. Connor puts Taylor's legs back together 'admit it" holding his leg in place grinding faster and pressing harder on top of his hole. Taylor cried out as his dick couldn't keep up with the friction of the desk practically jerking him off. Connor began to run his tip over Taylor's hole, "Admit that you cheated..." . the shorter boy's head jolted up from the sudden pleasure he was awaiting to take in. " I cheated !! I ahh..~ cheated" he bit his lip as tears fell down his face hoping if he gave in this teasing would stop, and give him what he wanted. "Good,, good kitty," The taller man said stroking himself as if he was preparing, his hand coming from Taylor's thigh to widen his asshole the shorter boy arching his back in response. A wet liquid fell onto Taylor's back, His face fell with disappointment. He looked back to see Connors's disturbingly amused face. "Hehe you look disappointed..~ was there something else you wanted?" lifting his hand from Taylor's hole and rubbing the cum into his back. " do you really think cheaters deserve rewards like that kitty?~" Taylor's face flushed with embarrassment and displeasure. "No...."