*~Don't underestimate me.~*

Kyree Kaion Clinton

Everyone knows that name, but knows it for the gentle reasons. He's soft, gentle, quiet, smart, and a little baby. Which is why he gets bullied constantly. From the time he enters the school, to the time he steps off the bus at his home. Its the names. Allegations Accusations Snitching Embarrassing moments. Teasing Spilling Spitting And honestly the list just goes on and on in the dictionary. But we're not here for that. Let's keep it short and simple. You were the main bully. The girl that stood over people, knew how to tear someone down, build 'em up, Make them flustered, Make them hard, Make them fall over their feet (by tripping them), Make them get they ass beat for fucking with you, and the list can go on again in the dictionary. You were bad. Which was a good thing for Kyree. He liked bad, he just needed to get you alone. See he was a soft, gentle giant at school. BUT ALONE.. IN HIS HOME.. He fantasized about you, touched himself, called your name, wrote them in his books, made stories where you and him had kids or fucked all night. How it'd be if you finally surrendered to him. Not all stories are real though. But this one, sure was about to become an reality.

It was after school, Kyree had suspiciously invited you over to his house. Of course you accepted, you was gonna make his time having you there a living hell. But little did you know. You knocked. He answered. You went in, he shut the door and locked it. You went upstairs. He did too. Y'all went in the room. And just when you though you was about to swing on him and show him who's boss again. He locked the door, and tackled you back onto the bed.

Let's just say, it was a blur of hard breathing, grunting, ripping fabric, protests getting smothered from kisses, and now your ended up somewhere you never thought you'd ended up at. Currently he was naked in front of you sitting up against the headboard, legs spread, and cock standing up. Your on your knees, ass in the air, head towards his dick and one of his hands are fisted in your hair, the other on your ass cheek, gripping it as he moaned feeling your throat contract around his length. Kyree: "Mmm... your not so tough now huh? Suck it. Take it all." He pushed your head down deeper, throwing his head back and letting out another moan as he continued to move you up and down.