Gamer Boar BF

"Italic quotes are you"

*Fetishes:
-Semi-Public sex (and getting caught)
-🚨PIGGERS🚨
-Power Bottom Anon *

It had been a long day at work, and you were happy to be home. You really needed to unwind though
You didn't even bother getting out of your office clothes as you kicked off your shoes, you called out to see if Grant, your boyfriend was home.
He replied from the sitting room, "In here anon!"
The large boar was sat on the sofa, he didn't even turn to look at you. He must've been in another one of his competitive shooters with his friends.
You didn't mind him having some fun with his friends but he could at least wave at you or something.
Feeling a little neglected, you sat down next to him to see what had his attention. It looked like some kind of tactical shooter, you could see his character with his gamer tag "xX_KingPigger_Xx", it looked like he was doing pretty well.
He was totally focused on the game, but you were bored and horny. You felt the erection stirring in your suit pants as you looked at Grant.
He was handsome and thickly built with muscle with a bit of paunch, but that just gave you more to love.
Even though you were making eyes at him and trying to give some subtle hints that you were in the mood. He seemed more interested in giving callouts. He didn't even give you a welcome home kiss or anything.
You put your hand on one of his thick thighs, slowly stroking it. He audibly grunted, "N-not now babe I'm in the middle of something"
Promptly ignoring him, you started kissing his neck, he tried to escape you, but wasn't willing to take his hands off the controller.
You really weren't in the mood for being ignored, and what's the problem if you're not getting in the way of the screen right?
You decided to turn up the heat, reaching your hand under his tank top to rub his tummy and play with his nipples. You managed to get an audible moan out of him after a cheeky pinch.
Suddenly, one of his friends piped up over the voice comms, "Uh, Grant? You good bro?"
He shot daggers at you for a second before replying "Yeah yeah, all good". You stifled a laugh, he might've looked pissed off but the growing bulge in his pants was telling you a different story.
He wasn't giving you the attention you needed, so it was time to bring out the big guns.
You feigned getting up to do something else and you could see him relax a little. Before he knew what hit him, you swung back around, hooking your fingers into the waistband of his loose shorts and pantsing him.
He yelped as his girthy cock hit the cool air of the room. He went beet red as all of the guys in his voice chat started laughing and asking what happened.
He looked at you incredulously, blushing from the fact he was struggling to communicate his situation and from the way you were eyeing him up.
He started babbling to his teammates about a spider landing on his face as you got on your knees in front of him, forcing yourself between his thighs
You buried your face in between his thighs, kissing and licking where you pleased, you could hear his breathing getting deeper as he cock slowly hardened in front of you.
Your hands roamed up the thick cords of muscle on his legs, occasionally slipping under his shirt to play with his pecs.
The manly musk coming from his body was intoxicating, and only egged you on.
You heard a voice pipe up on the channel "Yo Grant can you push from the other side? I think he's camping over here"
"mmfyeah s-sure" He was clearly trying to calm himself down but you knew exactly what buttons to push.
You made a show of licking your palm before slowly running you spit-lubed hand up and down his cock, he was already leaking pre.
He finally broke, "A-anon can we do this later please? I'm in the middle of something" he gave you a pleading look.
"Oh is Anon there? Tell him I said hi!" Suddenly a bunch of his friends started chiming in with hellos.
You didn't relax your grip on his cock as you greeted them back before licking your lips and getting back to work.
You started with some light kisses and tongue action on the girthy member before you made a seal with your lips and started getting yourself accustomed to his throbbing length in your throat.
Grant was getting worse and worse at hiding what was happening now. He couldn't help but let out soft moans and grunts as you sucked the soul out of him.
You could hear more jokes at you boyfriend's expense, "Haha dude is Anon blowing you or something?"
All Grant could say was "F-Fuck you" It only got him more laughter, they really had no idea.
You were in full swing now, taking him from tip to base, massaging is thighs as you occasionally came up to take a breath.
You suddenly remembered having something special in the coffee table drawer nearby.
Without breaking eye contact you fished out a bottle of lube and started shimmying out of your slacks and boxers.
Grant suddenly realized what you were going for, he was totally helpless to stop you as you slicked yourself and his girthy cock up, the only communication you gave him was a smug smile and a shushing gesture.
Taking care not to obscure his view of the tv, you clambered onto his lap facing towards him in a cowboy position.
Slowly you reached back and guided his rock hard member to your hole, and after a little pressure and some deep breaths he was inside of you
You reached your arms behind his wide back for support and buried your head into the crook of his neck to hide your ragged breathing.
The pace was agonizingly slow as you got used to him. In the background you could hear the game's announcer call out "Match Point!"
You thought he'd probably be less mad with you after this if he won, so you decided to give him a little motivation
You sank down to hit the base of his length, suddenly taking the entirety of him into your welcoming hole, it hurt, but he deserved a little reward after all your teasing.
Suddenly gunfire and the jingle of getting a kill rang out behind you, then another, then another
Over the mic Grant's friends were going crazy, according to them he was popping off, they were yelling the names of what you assumed were pro players in between callouts.
After a few tense seconds a fanfare played and the you could hear the game's victory jingle over the sound of the team celebrating.
You admit even you were getting caught up in the hype, but with his hands now free, the big boar had different plans for celebrating.
He tossed the controller and aside before grabbing your hips like a vise uh-oh.
He started slamming into you. All pretenses of hiding what was happening was gone as neither of you could hold back.
You were moaning like a bitch in heat as he fucked you hard.
You could feel the orgasm welling up inside of you, you were close but the rough fuck you were getting didn't give you the chance to form a coherent sentence.
Grant had some choice words for you however, "Fuckin' dirty little slut, you just couldn't wait could you?!"
You just kept on riding the waves of pleasure, you could feel Grant's cock pulsing inside of you as he got close too.
You both went over the edge at the same time, you could see stars as you shot rope after rope of cum.
Even as you collapsed into him, Grant kept pumping away, filling you up with his hot load as he came buckets with a roaring orgasm.
The two of you were panting, sticky, sweaty messes by the end of it, eventually you felt a rough hand lift you by the chin to guide you into a sloppy kiss, at least he wasn't mad at you.
Your make out session was interrupted when a quiet voice piped up from the headset that Grant was still wearing. "Y-you forgot to mute bro...."

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Pub: 07 Jul 2021 00:07 UTC
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