Quite Frankly

Once More In the Shop

Monday morning came and things were already different as I walked into the shop. Frank was visible right away, almost as if he was waiting for me to arrive. He smiled wide as I came in, his perfect straight teeth seemed whiter than before, his nose more solid, his jaw firmer. He just looked all round hotter in every sense. 

I noticed his biceps right away, bulging from his blue company logoed tee. Those hairy forearms of his looked meatier, his pecs larger, his neck thicker. My eyes darted to his ass as he moved around, his round beefy butt sticking out even more, teasing me and making me remember my tiny hands on it, digging my fingers into it as he unloaded his cum into me.

I felt my cock twitch as his eyes met mine.  

“Mornin’.” He said lowly, a slight smile on his face that had so much more meaning to me than anyone else. “Good weekend?” His gravelly deep voice pierced through me, making me inhale deeply as I felt it wash over me. I nodded, thinking about his big body over mine, on top of me and filling me up with his second load. 

“Yeah, it was very good actually.” I walked towards him, heading to pick up the equipment off the shelf and load up my truck. Frank stepped towards me, ignoring the others in the large garage and put a hand up on the shelf. I loved the way his shoulders looked when he stood like that, and the V-shape it created on his bulky frame. He was all solid meat, and I felt dizzy as I neared him. 

“Yeah, mine too. Very…uh, satisfying.” He grinned at me, his face softening a bit. He was completely clean shaven this morning, his tanned face looking mighty fine to me as his eyes sparkled with memories, like mine. He stayed still as I bent over near him to start grabbing gas cans and I could smell his cologne. I heard a low “mmm” as I bent over and I looked up to see him looking at me lustfully. 

“Stop it.” I grinned at him. 

Frank looked around the shop quickly and then back to me. “Come to my office at the end of the day.” He quickly adjusted his bulge and then shoved his hands in his pockets, making his pecs puff out. I felt the saliva in my mouth working overtime as I stood up and brushed past him. “Please.” He whispered as I went by.

I went to my truck and placed the cans in the back, looking over my shoulder at the big hunk still watching me. I nodded and he gave me a quick nod back and turned away, shouting suddenly at one of the guys for being late. 

I watched him from the corner of my eye as I continued to load up, half listening to my crew as they arrived. I couldn’t take my eyes off Frank today, studying the way he walked, and the way his deep rich voice boomed across the open spaces of the garage. I watched his thick large hands slap guys on the back, grab at things, wave. Those hands that were just on me two days ago and left me with goosebumps. 

I pictured him naked again, his big cock thick and hard hanging out over his round bull balls. How he tasted. How he felt inside me. And how I had told him I loved him after he fucked me that first time. 

I gathered my crew into the truck and pulled away, deep in thought about it all. The look on his face when the words escaped my lips. The way he didn’t answer for a moment, but instead just grabbed my face and kissed me hard. The way he pulled me down onto him as he lay on his back, stroking my hair as I listened to his heart beating. The way we didn’t speak for a good half hour, but just stayed wrapped in each other’s naked bodies on his bed.  

And then I remembered the look in his eyes as he rolled me over, onto my back and kissed me so lightly. How our eyes never left each other. How I watched his massive body move over me, and slowly open my legs. How I lay there, underneath him, letting him enter me again. How slowly he started to fuck me. How my hands caressed his solid body, feeling every bulging rippling muscle on him until my hands were on his meaty ass. How I dug my fingers into his flesh as I felt his ass flexing into me as he pumped his dick in me so tenderly. How his hands moved over me so lightly, feeling every spot on me as if for the first time. How our eyes never stopped staring into one another. 

And how, as he started to reach his second explosion of the night, his mouth hovered over mine and he whispered, “I love you too” as he thrust deep into me and came in me again. 

“Brian?”  

I turned to the passenger side and saw the ugly face of Jeff, one of my crew members, staring at me. “What?” I asked, coming back to reality. 

“Where we goin’ today?” He was an average guy, a year older than me, dumber than a stump and not that attractive. He had that skinny skater boy look, and if he didn’t have to wear the blue company shirt, he’d probably be dressed all in black smoking a joint somewhere listening to grunge music. Another student in need of money. 

I looked in my mirror and saw the faces of the other two guys in my crew this year and smiled at them, telling them we were heading to finish off the parks this week for the city. They nodded reflexively and went back to staring out the window as I drove.  

It was one of those days that seemed to go on forever. Knowing that Frank wanted to see me at the end of it only made the anticipation stronger. Wanting a day to end quickly made it drag on incessantly. But at the last park, we managed to finish close to 6pm and I happily drove us back to the shop, hoping that at this time most of the crews were already unloaded and gone. 

I spotted Frank’s truck parked in the usual spot, as was his brother’s Jim’s. One more truck was there, and the three cars of my crew, so it was mostly deserted. I pulled into the bay and the four of us got out to end the day. Jeff simply went to his car without helping, but at least the other two did as I peered over at Frank’s office. I couldn’t see anyone else at first, until Jim and another guy appeared at the opposite end. Jim waved over at us and headed to his truck with the stranger in tow. As I unloaded I watched Jim get into his truck, and the other guy get into the remaining truck. 

“I’ve got the rest guys.” I said quickly to the other two, as I watched them drive away. My crew cheered, and quickly went to their cars as I hurriedly unloaded the rest. 

When I slammed the tailgate shut and looked to the office, Frank was already standing in the doorway, hands in his pockets, leaning against the frame, waiting. I could see his eyes dart around the area before he lurched forward and walked over to the open garage door and pulled it closed. He pointed to my truck in the other open bay.  

“Park it outside beside mine and come on back in.” He said as he went to the large door and put a hand on the rope, waiting for me to drive it out. I hopped in and drove it out of the bay, by Frank’s smiling face. The door came down behind me so it looked like the shop was closed. I pulled my truck up beside Frank’s and quickly went into the garage through the small door where Frank was waiting to close, and lock it, behind me. 

As soon as it was closed he came towards me quickly and grabbed my neck, pulling me into his face to kiss me hard. I could hear his breathing as we made out, feeling his massive body against mine. He was solid, and his hands were grabbing my ass hungrily. 

“I can’t stop thinking about you.” He moaned into my mouth, lifting me up off the ground by the ass, I wrapped my legs around him and he walked towards his office, carrying me around his waist. I clung to him tightly, kissing him nonstop as he bumped into things on his way, making us both giggle. 

He kicked the door closed behind us as we walked into his office, still kissing like mad teenagers, and set my ass down on the desk and stepped back as he fumbled with the button on his pants. 

I grabbed at it too, sitting there in front of him on papers on his desk, waiting for his dick to flop out. As soon as he had the button open and his zipper down, I grabbed at the underwear and peeled it back to reveal his thick cut cock, fully erect with a drop of pre-cum on the tip. I jumped off the desk and dove for it, licking that drop off the tip first, before I grabbed the base and went down on it. Frank leaned over me and put his hands flat on the desk as I buried my face into him, breathing in the day on him and letting his scent flood my senses.  

“Oh fuck yeah boy take it all!” He grunted, putting his giant hand on the back of my head, holding it lightly as he held himself still and let me bob up and down on his meaty tool. “Oh god yes!”  

I twisted my fist around it as I sucked, working it expertly. I loved cock, there was no doubt at this point. And Frank’s cock was suddenly the best one I’ve ever had. Thick like a beer can, veiny like a man, and long like a rocket with a mushroom head on it that popped as my lips came off it. I yanked his pants down a bit father and grabbed his muscular thighs and just used my mouth as he stood up taller, holding up his shirt over his hard small gut to peer down at me.  

“Fuck you look so good on your knees in front of me.” He growled at me, running his thick digits through my hair, messing it up like a dad giving his kid a playful grab. My eyes looked up at him, his cock throbbing in my mouth, to connect with his dark brown ones. My tongue came out and swirled around his mushroom head as he smiled down at me.  

 I suddenly thought that Frank was the dad I wished I had. 

I went all the way down on him, wanting to make him cum and feed me his load. I didn’t want to stop. So, I whined when he pulled me off his prick and flung open my pants and yanked them down to my ankles where my work boots stopped them.  

Frank bent down and hoisted me up in the air easily, lifting me up over his cock. With one hand around my waist, and the other holding his cock, he lowered me down on it. 

I felt the dry cock trying to get in and I shook my head, spitting on my hand and lubing up my ass as Frank spit on his hand as well to lube his cock. “I can’t wait.” He grunted into my ear as he held me on top of his cock and tried to slide into me.  

I hooked an arm around his neck and hung on as I reached behind me and helped guide his dick back inside me. After two days, I craved him again. 

I felt the pressure and took a deep breath in as that thick head popped in and split me open and I sank down on him in a loud gasp. He held me in his arms, grabbing my ass and started to bounce me up and down as he grunted.  

“Fuck!” he moaned. “So fuckin warm!” He kissed me hard, taking my breath away and spread my ass open with his big hands. I groaned into his mouth as I felt him punch inside me deeper, the girth of his cock splitting me wide. 

I moved off his mouth and let my lips brush against his cheek as he groped my ass cheeks and worked my butt up and down his shaft. His legs were now bent a bit and I could feel him thickening inside me as if he was going to erupt at any moment. He stopped moving and readjusted his stance, finding my mouth again with his and then started thrusting again, hard. I pulled away from his mouth, and arched back, glaring at him as my body responded to this deeper pounding. 

He could see my eyes widen and he grinned as he fucked up into me. “That the spot baby? You like my big cock in you don’t ya?” 

I nodded. “Yes! God yes! I fuckn’ love it!” 

He moved me backwards and I heard his legs hit the desk. I didn’t want him to put me down just yet so I kissed him again, pressing my chest up against his and working my own body on his dick. 

“Keep fucking me like this!” I could feel my cock against the material of his shirt as I moved on him, his cock feeling so good inside me. Frank’s grin widened and he leaned back, changing the angle again in me and making me gasp in an open-mouthed way. He was a powerful man, strong and mighty, and he was demonstrating it beautifully, fucking me in midair as he stood there with me in his arms. My hands went to his pecs and I grabbed at the solid mass of muscle as he fucked me wildly. I was hovering over the desk now and pictured him as a big bull I was now riding. 

“Cum in me!” I suddenly yelled, making him lower his chin in determination. I knew that look. He was going to make it happen.  

He pressed his lips together and that concentrated look came over his face. “You want my load boy?” He growled at me. 

I nodded. “Yes I fuckin’ want it!” 

“Yeah?” he grimaced a bit as he pulled me harder down on his cock. “Tell me how much you want it baby!” 

I grabbed his neck and worked my ass on his shaft, grabbing my cock in my other hand. “I want it bad big guy! I fuckin’ need it. I’ve missed your cock and cum!” I leaned into him and kissed him, feeling his fat long tongue snake into my mouth and search my mouth.  

“Yeah?” he grunted. “You need my cum?” I could see him frowning, getting ready. I could feel his cock pulsing. I could feel it rising in him just as mine was rising in me. 

“I do.” I moaned as I took the pounding harder. 

“Yeah? You need me too baby? Need me to fuck you all the time?” 

I could feel my cum rushing to the tip of my cock as his deep voice egged me on. “I fuckin’ love you Frank.” 

He growled at the sound of that and squeezed his fingers into my ass. “Then here comes my love baby!” He grunted loudly and slammed into me, pushing me over and onto the desk as he started to unload in me. He hit my prostrate and I unleashed cum at the same time that I landed backwards on his desk, his body over me and his cock still pumping into my ass hard. Both of us were wildly thrashing, trying to maintain our connection as Frank let loose in me with a loud groan. My own cum was spilling everywhere: onto Frank’s shirt, my own shirt, on the desk. But Frank’s cum was deep inside me, his cock pushing it in further and further into me with each deep drilling he continued to give. 

Then he bent over me and collapsed onto me, his dick still hard in my ass and stuffed inside me. I felt wetness around my ass, Frank’s load leaking out of me along with my own cum dripping off me. His mouth was on mine again, kissing me hard as he withdrew from me. I felt my legs finally drop as I watched Frank back up and simply pull his pants back up and cover his dripping cock. He grinned down at me as he buttoned up his pants and wiped his shirt, licking his own fingers and tasting the remnants of my juice. He stepped up to me and helped me off the desk, his big hand covering mine. I jumped down and followed his lead, pulling up my pants and looking everywhere at the droplets of my cum. 

“Sorry I made a little bit of a mess.” I blushed. Frank laughed and dug out some brown paper towels and started to wipe at spots, including my own shirt.  

“No worries. I like the smell of your cum.” He gave me a wink and then went to the door and peered outside. “All good.” He said, shutting it behind him again. He stared at me for a moment and then moved to me again, pulling me into his arms, me curling into his muscled body. He felt good, warm, big. I hugged him, letting my hands grip his beefy ass, my face smothered in between the crevice of his pecs. 

“I do love you.” I said into his shirt, making him give a slight chuckle.  

“I know.” He kissed the top of my head. “And I love this ass baby. You’re all mine now.” 

I heard it and felt that odd sting hit me. That word ‘mine’ never had a good feel to it since Steve, my baseball coach. I tried to convince myself that he meant it differently, that it wasn’t so possessive. I tried to tell myself that I liked being ‘his’ and it was okay. 

But then who was Tracie to him? 

I looked up at him, and he was smiling down at me, his hands clasped behind my back, holding me tight. He was such a big man, so masculine and solid, and I was in his arms. So why did I feel like I wasn’t truly ‘his’?