CHAPTER 103: THE BET II

Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND THREE

**OLIVER WEST**

I don’t want to! Who knew what was going on in his sick mind?!!

"No, I don’t even want to hear it!" The words ripped from my throat but Kieran ignored me and continued.

"I’m going to play with you a bit, you better try hard not to cum. If you do cum in my mouth, we are going to have sex on your birthday... well, our birthday,"

I blink at him, how did that even make sense?

"I don’t agree!!"

"There’s also another option, if you cum from my tongue, you’re going to suck me back."

Just when I thought that he couldn’t be crazier than he already was! How in the hell does his brain even process things?

"No, I d–don’t want to play this either, I don’t agree on your terms!

"Then don’t cum," Kieran hissed out sharply.

My eyes locked with his dark ones as his thick tongue swiped the entire length of my penis; my stomach tightened as I sucked every bit of available air; I wanted to look away from this dirty act, but Kieran’s compelling gaze didn’t even spare me that.

Maybe I could... not just cum? Could I hold back just to mock him in his face?

A bead of sweat formed on my brow when Kieran spread my legs wider, his moist mouth lapping on my scrotal sac; he played with my balls, causing me to shudder more. No, my entire body was hot and trembling.

My breath was coming out in harsh pants, I didn’t realize that my finger was digging into his hair while the other clamped my mouth shut.

And suddenly I could feel his tongue sliding against the crack of my ass; a throaty gasp erupted from me when his tongue started to probe into my hole.

I nearly shot off the bed, but his arms were holding me.

He keeps changing the rules!

How could he do something this vulgar!

"Ah, Ah, Kieran, W-we didn’t agree on this!"

The act felt... dirty! Very raw, I couldn’t take this, but Kieran was forcing me to accept this sick pleasure, his tongue penetrated deeper and a sob escaped my throat.

"Don’t pretend not to like what I do to you, you keep dripping into my mouth!"

He wasn’t wrong.

This dirty act felt good. Too good.

Don’t continue licking there, you sick bastard!

But maybe I was sick too, because I was enjoying it.

He focused there, tonguing the spot while jerking my cock with his free hand. The sickening sucking sounds he growled out, while he continued to devour that spot had my thighs buckling wildly.

Sweat of trepidation formed on my upper lip, If he continued like this...

Then, I won’t be able to... Hold it for much longer!

"Ah, stop!" I moaned helplessly into the back of my palm; I could feel the moment ecstasy began to take over my nerve endings, and sticky precum started to ooze continuously from my jerking cock.

Kieran was destroying me while making me enjoy it as he did so.

"Kieran, don’t... Ah!"

Kieran’s teeth dug deep into one of my ass cheeks as he licked my inner thighs, sending a searing pain and the most intense rush of need through me.

He kept licking my entrance, and I had a complete panic attack when I felt him begin to dip a wet finger slowly.

"No!" I yelped, my outer muscles clenching around his finger.

It was not exactly painful, but it was extremely uncomfortable. This was shattering the limits of everything we’d ever done before.

"Kieran!"

"Relax, it’s just my finger, it’s not sex, if it’s not my dick, right? Or maybe you will feel better if it’s my tongue?"

This might just be more raw than sex.

Kieran’s tongue stretched inside me once more, licking wetly.

"Arrrrrgh! Mmmph!"

My stomach fluttered with pleasure, and my eyes rolled inward.

"You coming for me, baby?"

I could only manage a whimper, my hips jolting on their own accord to meet the thrust of his tongue and the jerking of my dick.

"I guess you are", Kieran chuckled; the dark sound was filled with lust and triumph; he slipped my cock into his mouth once more just as the first spurt of cum jolted from my cock. I lost control of my limbs, causing my body to convulse.

I screamed from the intense explosion of pleasure as he sucked hard on my jerking cock, shamelessly I grinded my hips to his face; my balls tightened until nothing’s left.

I was exhausted and trying to catch my breath as I lay on the bed.

"You failed," Kieran loomed above me; his lips were glistening with my cum; and then he smashed his lips to mine, his tongue probing deep into my mouth.

I recoiled at the salty taste of me. The act itself felt so immoral.

"Don’t look so disgusted, You taste so good, I couldn’t resist sharing." Kieran licked my tongue slowly and gently, forcing me to absorb the taste of my own dirtiness.

"You failed," He repeated, still gazing deeply into my eyes. "Your choice Ollie, suck me off now, or we have sex on our birthday.."

"N-none," The words left my lips as an exhausted gasp. That orgasm was like nothing I’d ever felt. It had sucked everything from me, I didn’t think I possessed the strength to do anything but close my eyes and sleep.

"You have to choose, or I will help you decide," And suddenly, Kieran grabbed my hand, taking it to his own shorts that had a long trail of moistness.

His arousal throbbed around my fingers.

His gaze was focused on my lips now as I tried to shriek away. This was unfair. Mostly the part that his dick was bigger, he’d had ease with sucking mine, who knew how I was going to suffer if I tried to blow him off.

Besides, I didn’t even agree to this in the first place, but gazing at Kieran, he indeed looked as though he was going to choose for me.

Maybe, two weeks was still very far away, I would find a way to avert it. . . For now, I just had to avoid returning him the sick pleasure he had given me.

"Fine, I promise, then..."