He’s barely paying attention to you.

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He’s barely paying attention to you.

You’re on your knees between his legs, lips stretched tight around his cock, struggling, chokingβ€”but his focus is on his phone.

His friends are laughing around him, throwing back shots, kicking their feet up on the table. One of them flicks a peanut at his forehead.

β€œOi, Gojo. You listening?”

His fingers card lazily through your hair, gripping when you slow down, forcing you to sink deeper onto his cock. He barely looks up.

β€œYeah, yeah. Keep talking.” His thumb traces the corner of your stretched mouth, smearing the spit and precum that’s already leaking down your chin. β€œI’m listening.”

He isn’t.

His phone camera flickers to life.

The angle is perfect.

Your teary eyes, the trembling of your lips, the obscene bulge in your throat every time he makes you take him deeper.

β€œShit,” he breathes, zooming in. His cock throbs. β€œYou’re so fucking pretty like this, baby.”

You whimper, humiliated, but he just grins, guiding your head with slow, taunting rolls of his hips, pressing his cock deeper and deeper.

His friends groan.

β€œHoly fuck—”

β€œShe’s crying, bro.”

Gojo chuckles, adjusting the camera. β€œYeah?” His grip tightens on your hair. β€œShe always does.”

You gag, fingers clutching desperately at his thighs. Your throat spasms. You try to pull away, but he doesn’t let youβ€”his grip is firm, unrelenting.

The air is thick with smoke and alcohol. Laughter. The dim glow of his screen illuminating the shine of your spit-covered lips.

β€œFuck, you hear that?” One of them leans closer. β€œShe’s choking.”

He groans, his cock twitching, the heavy weight of it throbbing on your tongue.

β€œYou feel that?” His voice drops, low and breathy. β€œFeel how fucking hard you make me?”

You whimper.

His cock pulses.

He curses, head tilting back against the couch, grip tightening in your hair as he pulls you further down, forcing you to swallow him whole.

β€œFuck—” His breath shudders. β€œYou alwaysβ€”hnghβ€”turn me the fuck on.”

His thighs tense under your hands. You can’t breathe, can’t move, can’t do anything but choke as he forces himself deeper, his cock twitching violently before he cums.

It’s too much.

The salty warmth floods your throat, thick and endless. You gag hard, sputtering, body convulsing as he holds you there.

The camera stays on you, recording every moment.

His friends holler, whistling, laughing as you shake, as you whimper, as tears spill down your cheeks.

Gojo exhales slowly, watching you struggle to swallow, watching you tryβ€”so desperatelyβ€”to breathe.

β€œGod, baby,” he sighs, thumb rubbing over the bulge in your throat. β€œYou’re fucking perfect.”

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