I'll Take Care of You Now

Quite Frankly

Frank stood there looking at me standing in the kitchen. Without another word, he suddenly grabbed the button to his jeans and flung it open, shoving his underwear over and down, releasing his very thick cut cock. Dark hair surrounded it by the base, neatly trimmed, showcasing the meaty veiny shaft. It was beer can thick, and just as big. Mesmerized, I reached out and wrapped my hand around his meat, feeling the warmth of it, and the thickness of it. My fingers barely touched as they surrounded it. It was rock solid hard and pointed straight up at me. Big bull balls hidden by his underwear. They were boxer briefs, and I grabbed them from his thumbs to lower them a bit more, revealing dark haired thighs the size of my waist.

Frank just stood there, his cock sticking out, watching me, waiting to see what I would do. And when I squatted down in front of him, and opened my mouth to engulf his tool, he inhaled deeply and let out a low growl.

“What a fucking warm mouth.” He groaned, running a big paw through my hair and bringing me all the way to his pubes. I inhaled in return, drinking in his scent, and realizing this was a man. All man. A man who was big and built from work, a man who exuded masculinity and testosterone. A big bull cocked man who was now deep in my throat.

I wanted to please him, show him I was good, prove that I would be good. I started to suck him deep, not gagging at all, but enjoying how much of his cock I could take down my throat. His groans proved that I was doing good already.

But he didn’t let me suck on his meat for long.

He picked me up and I thought he was going to kiss me, but Frank was on a mission. He turned me around quickly, and reached around to open my pants, which he did fast. With one yank, he pulled them down over my bubble ass and gave me a light smack and groaned out “Nice” before giving me another one.

“You want my cock up your ass now don’t you boy?” He said roughly behind me, giving my ass a squeeze.

I leaned over the kitchen counter and stuck my ass out slightly. “Yes sir.”

He stepped up behind me close, pressing his cock against my bare ass. I could feel his big body behind me, and his hands gripped my waist as he pressed his cock against my already used ass.

“You ready for this one? I need to fuck you.” He grinded it against me, pushing me forward a bit onto the counter as his big hands spread my ass and opened me up. One big meaty hand slid around to my front and found my smooth cock throbbing. “Nice.” He said with a hint of surprise. “Didn’t expect to see a big python like this on you boy.”

He grabbed my hips again and pulled me back a bit, holding his cock horizontally as he backed my ass up. “Let’s see just how tight you feel.” He whispered as his slick cock pressed into my tight little hole. Both of us let out a loud gasp as he filled my ass in one shove.

“Fuck boy.” He groaned, grabbing my hips and pushing his big body into me.

I leaned against the counter and pushed backwards against him as I let out my own gasp, feeling this fat dick claim me.

“You are one tight little fucker.” He slid a hand up my back to my shoulder and guided me downward while his other hand hovered at my waist and held it up. With my head on the counter and my feet on my tiptoes, Frank started to gently thrust into me with slow deliberate shoves. Each one brought a grunt out of me as his cock filled me. Each one was followed by his deep voice saying “Yeah baby.”

And each one made me grab the edge of the counter tighter and made me smile. Frank felt great inside me. I turned my head slightly to look at him, wanting to see just what his upper body looked like under that shirt. I wanted to see if he was as built as Rick. Or Steve.

He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me with an increase in rhythm. I wanted him to take off his shirt, so I could get a good look at him.

He was now into plunging into my ass deeper and faster. The look on his face became stern, and he pressed his lips together to concentrate. He saw me peering over my shoulder at him and a half grin spread over him.

“Feel good boy? You like that big cock in your ass? I could fuck you all night.” He moaned, and pounded me hard. “But not tonight.”

He frowned and his face scrunched up, making him look even more sexy. He fucked me like a rabbit, with quick hard thrusts that made smacking sounds. I hung on to the counter and took it, staring back at him, willing him to cum quickly before anyone heard.

I felt his grip tighten, and his hips moved even faster. “Oh fuck boy here it comes!” He growled lowly and then slammed into me hard, releasing his sperm into me in a silent grimace. He shook slightly, and I knew he was dumping a huge load into me. I groaned quietly as I pressed back up into him, squeezing my ass tight as he filled me.

I opened my eyes, squinting at the morning light and rolled onto my stomach. My cock was hard, thick, practically throbbing as I realized I had just dreamt all that. About Frank. And what I wanted him to do to me.

Frank had left me standing alone in the kitchen, and my subconscious took over, leaving me to fantasize and dream about what I wished would happen. The way that he had stared at me. How much I wanted him to fuck me right there in that kitchen. But he was afraid the guys would come up. And he had said that he didn’t want me like that. He wanted me all to himself. Properly.

And it just made me want him more.

“Jesus.” I moaned, reaching into my underwear to pull at my completely erect cock. The images from my dream were fresh in my head, and I felt as if it had really happened. But the only cock I had in my ass last night was Rick’s. But here I was dreaming about Frank.

I rolled back over onto my back and looked at the clock. It was nearly 11am. There were no sounds on this Sunday morning, meaning my mother was probably gone already as usual, leaving me to sleep. I kicked off the covers and relieved the pressure of my dick somewhat with a long piss. I brushed my teeth, tousled my hair, and crawled back to my bed and grabbed my pants from last night and dug out the card Frank had given me. I couldn’t wait any longer.

At only 5’3” I wasn’t sure I was up to work for a landscaping company. I weighed barely over 100 pounds, and looked like a lean smooth skinny kid rather than an 18 year old student ready to head off to university in the Fall. But I would be willing to try if it meant working for someone like Frank. Especially knowing what he wanted. And now it seemed, what I wanted.

I sat up on the edge of my bed, shirtless, scratching my smooth skinny chest and held the card in my hand, staring at the name Frank DeLuca. I did need a summer job, one that paid well and would help with my financial situation after all. Maybe there would be benefits to working for Frank. But even if I didn’t get a job with Frank, I definitely wanted something.

I took a deep breath and dialed, listening to the ringing before a very deep voice answered.

“Frank DeLuca.”

I cleared my throat. “Hi Frank? Uh…Mr. DeLuca, it’s Brian calling. From last night at Rick’s….”

Frank interrupted right away. “Oh fuck I am so glad you called.” His voice then lowered, going even deeper. “I have been hard all morning wishing I had fucked you.”

His voice made my cock leak, it was so deep. I cleared my throat and grabbed my cock through my underwear to keep it from leaking any more. “I know the feeling. I dreamt about you last night.”

I heard him chuckle and shift around as if he was moving. “Oh yeah? Maybe you should come on over and I’ll make that dream come true.”

I giggled a bit, feeling myself blushing. “That would be perfect.”

“Yeah?” He stopped moving and I could hear him breathing. “I’m serious if you are. I have a place. And I didn’t jerk last night, hoping you’d call and come over.” There was a pause as I thought about it. “And we could talk about that summer job too.” He added, his voice even deeper.

I felt my insides flip. What was I getting myself into?

“You a hard worker?” His gruff voice asked suddenly louder.

“Yes sir.”

“You willing to work all summer, and not fuck the dog?”

I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, fucking the dog, but I responded in the affirmative again. “Uh, yes sir.”

There was a pause. Then his deep baritone voice lowered again. “Then I think you should come over for an interview. Today. But we don’t tell Rick just yet.”

I cleared my throat again. “Okay.”

I could hear him breathing hard a little on the other end in a way that made me lean into the phone. “When can you get here?”

“Where do you live?” I asked, my heart pounding and my cock out of control. I resisted stroking it as I talked to him, but wanting so badly to release it from its constraints of my underwear.

He gave me his address, and I realized he was on the other side of town. And my mother was out with the car.

“I can come get you.” He said as soon as I said I didn’t have a car. He really wanted this today.

We set up a place near my house, a coffee chain, that I could walk to. He told me had a black Ford 150 and would be there for 1pm, which gave me some time to eat and shower.

“I can’t wait.” Frank said softly, that deep voice sending shivers through me.

I hung up and went to tuck the card in my wallet so I wouldn’t lose it, writing down his address on the back just in case, when I noticed the other card I had tucked away in there. I pulled it gently from the folds and turned it over.

Matt Roberts.

Only a few weeks ago I had not only met this TV journalist, but had him join in with Rick and I at the spa. He was just as good looking in person as he was on TV, with his coiffed hair and movie star looks. He was strikingly handsome, and had a body that matched, with a beautiful hairy chest and sculpted muscled figure that showed lots of time in the gym. His legs were strong, his arms were big, and he had those eyes that stared into me. Rick had let him fuck me, with a condom. But when that condom broke, and Rick went to get him another, I remembered that look in his eye as he slid into me anyway….

I spent the next two weeks watching the evening news every night, seeing him sitting there behind the desk with his tailored suits and sparkling eyes staring at me from the screen. I watched him as if he was talking only to me. And as the close ups came on him, I remembered those lips, kissing me so passionately. I had a hard dick each time.

I flipped the card around in my hand a few more times before I stuffed it back into my wallet. For now I was focused on Frank. I wanted him. Bad. And I hoped it would be just as earth shattering as the way he kissed me last night.

Not once did I think about Rick as I hung up the phone.

2pm came fast, and as I walked to the coffee place my cock was already swollen and anxious to see Frank again. As I rounded the corner I could see a big black pick up truck already parked, but there was no one waiting in it. Frank did say he would be inside if he was early to grab a coffee, so I pulled the door open at exactly 2:00pm to see if I could spot him.

When I saw him sitting at the far side of the place, his eyes on the door to watch for my entrance, I nearly exploded in my pants.

He looked even better than he did last night, looking showered fresh and neat and tidy in his puffy winter coat. He even looked bigger than he did last night, probably because he wasn’t standing beside Rick. He stood up right away, taking my breath away at the size comparison of him and everyone else in the place. He was wearing the same work boots from last night, but his jeans were different. A little baggier. His wide frame came ambling toward me with a sort of a strut that just made him ooze sex, a slight grin on his face as he picked up his coffee cup and kept his eyes locked on me as he walked towards me.

Frank walked right up to me as I stood frozen by the door, watching this 6’3” bulky man. He had a determined look on his face but the minute he got closer he smiled wide. As soon as he did, his features softened and he looked downright sexy. “Good to see you. You want anything?” His deep voice asked.

I was once again taken in by his masculine yet gentle approach. I shook my head and he pointed to the door and pushed it open behind me, allowing me to head back outside and then follow him to his truck.

I moved closer to him falling in step beside him and felt his eyes roaming up and down my tiny body. I stood as straight as I could, to show that I was more 5’4” than 5’3”. I squared my shoulders, thankful that at least they were wide and shoved my hands in my pockets. “It’s good to see you again too sir.”

Frank placed a meaty hand on my shoulder and I felt weighed down by it. “It’s just us, so you can relax. No show like last night.” He said, laughing and grabbing my neck and giving me a little shake like a true Italian man. “You are a little thing though aren’t you. We might have to feed you something to build up some bulk.” His laugh was deep and hearty, and he exuded masculinity in a different way I wasn’t used to. Steve and Rick were all muscle, but this guy was all man.

Frank patted my back and pointed to his truck. When he moved to the front of it to head to the driver’s side as I moved to the passenger door, I got a view of his perfectly round and plump ass in his jeans. Wow! I thought, as I opened the truck door. What a man.

We talked the entire ride to his place, and the longer we did the more relaxed I became. Frank was a gentle giant and calmed me down. He was all work talk, telling me about working for the summer if I really was interested, going over the ideas he had and the contracts he had in place. He wanted me on his crew of cutting fields for the cities in our surrounding area, mentioning that he had a couple big contracts in line including the one for Hydro. He wagged a finger at me, saying he expected hard work, and no fucking the dog. There was that expression again.

It wasn’t until he leaned back and gripped the steering wheel, his big hands showing off his thick veins and turned to give me a look that I couldn’t wait to get to his place. To have him kiss me again.

“So this okay with you? Not telling Rick?” He asked, grabbing his coffee cup and taking a drink.

I actually didn’t know how to respond, and stuttered a bit as I thought of what to say. “I don’t care about telling Rick. He doesn’t own me.” I heard it, and was surprised I said it. Frank just smiled at me and put his coffee cup into the holder and put that giant hand on my knee and gave it a squeeze.

“Damn straight he doesn’t. That’s why I couldn’t do it last night. I just couldn’t do anything with you.” He sighed heavily. “I wanted to!” He said loudly and gave a little laugh. “Fuck did I ever want to!” He rubbed my leg a bit as he drove with one hand. “I was so close to bending you over that kitchen counter…”

I gave a little laugh. “I dreamt this morning that you did. Fucked me right there in the kitchen.”

He turned quickly to glance at me. “Oh yeah?” There was that sexy smile again.

Frank continued to look at me and let go of my leg. “Rick said you were something special.” I met his gaze before he turned back to the road. “You up for the job? For the summer? Work for me legit. Maybe build up some muscle on ya.”

I nodded, knowing that working full time at the rate of pay would seriously help my financial aid for school. “Totally! I’ll do anything.”

“Yeah, well we’ll see about that.” Frank grumbled with a small laugh, and put his hand on my leg again and squeezed it lightly. Bolts of electricity were shooting through me and my cock was rock hard. I stared down at his meaty hand, thick with pronounced veins along the top. I wanted to lick it and suck on his fingers.

He told me more about the job, start times and where his “shop” was, and if I could get there each day. He said he would start me off in July as soon as school was done, and even next summer if I was still interested I could start earlier in May when university was out. I had a couple months to get the gear I needed, and I even said I would start as soon as my last exam was done at the end of June.

“Sounds like a plan then. You’ll have to come by the shop to fill out some stuff and we will make it legitimate. And between then and now, I’ll make sure you are trained fully.” His eyes were dark brown, almost black. And even though his remark sounded creepy, his eyes were kind, and his smile was too. I felt myself totally relaxed with him. As scary and mean looking as he was, I was already aware of his big gentle side. I wasn’t sure just how much of a buddy he and Rick were, but I was glad that I had called him today. So I could see more of him.

My eyes moved down his coat to the middle of his legs as he drove, and I could see the bulge in his jeans. I wondered what size of a tool he actually had stuffed in those jeans, and was hoping it was just like my dream.

We pulled into a driveway of a small little bungalow house. From the outside it looked neat and tidy, which seemed out of contrast to this big burly man. He patted the inside of my leg as he pulled to a stop. “Here we are.” And he quickly put it in park and opened the door to get out. I couldn’t help but stall a bit, just to see his ass as he did. My heart was pounding, thinking about getting this man naked.

I followed him along the side of his house to the side door. He opened it for me and stepped inside to a small landing, where stairs led downstairs to the basement and to the left was the kitchen. He kicked off his boots and I did the same and he pulled his coat off and hung it on the rack before taking mine. He had on a loose fitting long sleeve shirt that hung off his beefy pecs, his nipples showing. My mouth was already watering.

I followed his thick woolen socked feet into the tidy kitchen, where he suddenly became quite nervous, almost shy, asking me if I wanted anything to drink and moved to the L-shaped counter, standing on the opposite side of it away from me. He took a swig from the coffee cup he had brought inside and leaned against the counter, massive arms resting on it and looked over at me. He seemed suddenly reserved, and let out a little sigh.

“I’m sorry, I don’t usually do this. Bring someone right over.” He said sheepishly. He leaned back, sticking his perfect ass backwards and adjusted his bulge. “And I’m so tempted to just attack you right now.” He let out a little giggle and leaned forward on the counter again.

I stood on the opposite side of it and just took in him in. He was a good looking guy. Somewhat intimidating in appearance, but knowing this softer side of him only made him even more attractive. I could see pictures of kids all over his fridge and wondered if they were his. He said he was divorced, and lived alone, but all I could focus on was his eyes. Those big dark eyes that were staring at me now, like the way he was last night.

“You are so fucking cute.” He mumbled, standing up straight. His pecs puffed out, hard and I could still see his nipples protruding. His shirt clung to the small hard round stomach, and his crotch was showing a sizeable package.

“Well I think you are one hot looking man.” I said back, moving to the edge of the counter towards him.

“Really? Rick’s the hot looking one.” He said quietly, watching me come closer.

I shook my head. “A body isn’t everything. There’s something way hotter about you.” I moved beside him, and leaned against the counter. I could smell his cologne, not too strong, but subtle. Just enough on him that made you need to get closer to him just to smell it on him. And that’s exactly what I wanted to do. I looked at his hand resting on the counter, and I placed mine directly beside it. Our fingers were inches from touching.

Frank’s eyes looked at our hands, and realized how close they were. He let his hand slide over to touch mine, and we both inhaled.

“You are so my type. So small…so cute….” He was speaking quietly as his hand connected with mine, letting his fingers trace over mine on the counter, until he was covering it with his, and he squeezed it tight.

I was the one who took the step towards him. And as I did, he turned to face me and he lifted me off the floor and plunked me down on the counter in front of him on my ass and stepped between my legs. We stared at each other for a moment. Gone was the frantic lust from last night. Frank was taking me in. Looking at me. Studying me.

And the build up was driving me wild.

I pulled his body into mine, grabbing his waist and feeling the top of his ass as he pressed himself against me as I sat on the counter in front of him. Our faces were close, our eyes still just staring. I saw him swallow, and he licked his lips lightly, then looked at my lips.

I did the same, swallowing hard, waiting for him to come closer.

And when he did, my pulse quickened, and all those feelings from last night swept over me again as his mouth covered mine, and his tongue slid into my lips, forcing them apart and sliding into me. My hands went up his solid back as he pulled me to him, his bulge grinding into mine, his hands holding my ass as we kissed.

We didn’t speak, just stayed like that, making out silently, me getting sucked into his big body as our mouths worked. Fuck, could this man kiss.

And then I was off the counter, and Frank was carrying me. We didn’t stop kissing, my eyes were closed so I had no idea where we were going. I just clung on to him and enjoyed the feeling of walking somewhere in this man’s arms.

I heard a door bang against the wall and I flicked open my eyes. Frank’s eyes were open and he was watching me. I pulled off and looked around to see his bedroom, a big king bed waiting for us as he knelt down over it and lowered me down with him onto our sides.

The kissing resumed, me now free to wrap more of myself around him to feel the solidness of him. He was big, hard, massive and I was on fire after the temptation last night. I felt hypnotized, and reached down between us to squeeze the hardness in his jeans. It felt huge, thick, solid.

Frank gave a little moan, his deep voice filling my mouth. Without a word, I dug into his fly to find the zipper and started to pull it down, tugging at it to get it over the big bump. I could see the outline of his shaft as white underwear appeared in the rounded mass. I licked my lips in anticipation, and fumbled with the top button, giving him a bit more room as I listened to him breathing.

My hand traced over the thin material of his Hanes underwear. I could feel the heat radiating from his package, and he gave another little groan as I massaged it through the fabric. “I need to see this.” I said with a guttural growl. I suddenly shoved his underwear over and down, releasing his very thick cut cock. Dark hair surrounded it by the base, neatly trimmed, showcasing the meaty veiny shaft. It was beer can thick, and just as big. Just like I had dreamt it. Mesmerized, I wrapped my hand around his meat, feeling the warmth of it, and the thickness of it. My fingers barely touched as they surrounded it. It was already hard, and rising up to see me. Big bull balls hidden by his underwear like I pictured in my dream. They were boxer briefs, and I grabbed them from his thumbs to lower them a bit more, revealing dark haired thighs the size of my waist.

Frank rolled more sideways to allow me to free his monster. I rolled over with him, and dove for it. My mouth was open wide, as I was so hungry to taste him. I engulfed him to the base in one swift motion, causing him to inhale deeply and let out a low growl.

“What a fucking warm mouth.” He groaned, running a big paw through my hair and bringing me all the way to his pubes. I inhaled in return, drinking in his scent, and realizing this was a man. All man. A man who was big and built from work, a man who exuded masculinity and testosterone. A big bull cocked man who was now deep in my throat.

My dream was coming true in a slower, more passionate way.

And just like I felt in my dream, I wanted to please him, show him I was good, prove that I would be a hard worker and someone he could trust. I started to suck him deep, not gagging at all, but enjoying how much of his cock I could take down my throat. His groans proved that I was doing good already.

He let me suck for a long time, laying back, his underwear and jeans just under his balls, looking down at me. His voice was always deep, always gruff and manly, and he took command of me in a stern yet gentle way. He would hold my head in his hands without forcing his cock down my throat. He would pump slowly into my face but made sure I wouldn’t choke. He would grab my hair in his hands as if I was a delicate lover. The strength was there, but he was tender and caring.

Then he rolled over, pushing me carefully backwards onto the bed and slowly undid my jeans. Then one big meaty hand slid into my jeans and down my underwear and found my smooth cock throbbing. “Nice.” He said with a hint of surprise. “Bick cock on you for such a little boy.”

He let go and grabbed the sides of my pants and slid them down with my underwear, exposing my big smooth cock. He pulled them right off me, leaving me in my sweater and socks as his big meaty hand grabbed my now freed cock.

“Fuck what a dick on you. Little man, big cock.” He groaned and held it up to admire it. And then he was on it, swallowing it down his hot mouth all at once. The fucker could deep throat that’s for sure. I gripped the bed cover and let the sensation wash over me. It was like he had a wad of saliva in his mouth, making my cock swish around inside as he masterfully started to suck my cock. My lips quivered and went numb as he feasted on me for what seemed like forever as I lay back and simply enjoyed the sensation. Every now and then I would look down at him, all man, his big fist around my cock, his eyes looking up at me occasionally, and all I thought was THIS guy was worshiping MY cock.

And then his hands released it, and they slid under me to my bubble ass.

“Sweet ass on you boy. I finally get my hands on it.” He squeezed my cheeks, his entire one hand covering both. I felt so small under him, with his hands on me. And then he crawled up towards me, finding my mouth once again.

I wrapped my half naked body around him, clinging to him as his hands kneaded my ass. I could feel his cock poking into my stomach as we kissed, and I suddenly had to have him naked. I grabbed his cock, making him sit up over me and let me play with it. It was so thick, and so meaty. By far the manliest looking cock I’ve ever touched. Even though Rick had just fucked me last night, I was dying to feel this monster in me.

“Fuck boy.” He groaned as I went on all fours and slurped up his cock once again. “You really are a hungry little one.” He slid a hand up my back to my shoulder and guided me downward more, feeding all of his cock into me once again as he slowly gyrated his hips into me.

I turned my head upwards to look at him and watched him start to pull his shirt up and over his head. I drooled on his cock as his upper body came into view, wanting to see just what he looked like shirtless. I wanted to see if he was as built as Rick. Or Steve.

His stomach came into view, a nice trail of dark hair in a line moving up from his slightly rounded but still hard stomach and flat bellybutton up to the bottom of his mountainous pecs. Those rounded hard pecs came into view next, thin short dark hair spread out neatly across it. I could see the thick silver chain around his neck, and the way his pecs looked like big boulders pressed together. I couldn’t help but stare as he pulled his shirt off and revealed such a perfect looking torso. Solid. Thick. Not gym bunny fit like Rick. But made of hard work. He looked beefy. Manly. Tough.

He looked down as I held his cock in my hand, the big mushroom head against my cheek as I looked up at him. “Fuck you are hot.” I breathed out and sucked down his cock again, making him shake in pleasure.

“You look good sucking my dick boy.”

I nodded in response, smiling back as I slapped his heavy dick against my face and then shoved it back in my mouth.

“You work for me you can get it any time.”

“Take off the rest.” I heard myself saying as I tugged at his jeans on his thighs, causing Frank to raise an eyebrow in surprise, immediately followed by a bigger grin.

He leaned over me and grabbed the bottom of my own sweater and yanked it upwards, pulling it off my head before he worked himself off the bed to push his jeans down. I watched as his big thick muscular thighs came into view, and one large calf muscle stepped out of his jeans at a time. His grey socks were pushed down by his ankles, and I leaned over to shuck my own socks off and looked up at him. He looked like a beast. Big and thick, strong and muscled. Dark tanned looking skin. Something so sexy about him standing there in his socks, his big thick cock standing straight up looking ready to blow.

“Socks too.” I said, licking my lips as I stared at his feet. He leaned down and raised a foot and pulled one sock off, revealing a smooth wide manly foot. As he planted his bare foot on the hardwood floor to pull the other one off, I stared at it, seeing his perfectly formed arch underneath, his toes thick and long like his fingers, each one slightly shorter than the one next to it to form that rounded look. There was something very lumberjackish about him, like he could pick me up and break me in two with his bare hands. His body screamed power, strength, man. But then he smiled at me and moved back to the bed, bringing those large hands to the side of my face and kissed me so softly it was such a contrast to what I was seeing. My hands went right up his torso, feeling his stomach and roaming up his pecs and across his shoulders. Then I felt my way down his big biceps, grabbed a hold of his triceps and moved around to his back to slide down to his big round hard ass. He was smooth everywhere else other than his pecs and the treasure trail. He was beefy alright, like a fucking linebacker. Completely solid and built like a man.

Frank’s knees were on the bed beside me, and he started to push me gently backwards while holding me in his hand. One knee moved over me and moved my leg open as the other one moved to the other leg and moved that one, spreading me wide open as he kissed me back onto the bed.

“I need to be inside you.” He whispered, lowering his body onto mine, just enough to make me feel his skin touching mine, but not enough that he was crushing me against the mattress. Even the words he was using made me want him more.

I felt his hands on my shoulders as they left my face, and I shivered as he slid them down my body to my legs as he sat backwards onto the heels of his feet. With a smile, he grabbed my knees and then pushed my legs backwards, pushing my knees to my head, lifting my ass off the bed as he leaned down and his tongue came out to lick my ass.

I groaned loudly as he kissed and licked my hole, moaning as he did. “So fucking smooth.” He whispered as he started to tongue my ass, his fat tongue pressing into me and opening me up. I felt it poke in. Even his fucking tongue was strong. His big hands held my legs back as he slithered down the bed, his immense body sprawled out on his stomach to eat my ass deep as I lay groaning.

I was in heaven, feeling his head between my legs, my hands running across his big wide shoulders. I lifted my head up to look down at him and watched his shoulder muscles ripple as he slurped at my ass, eating my tight little boy pussy as if he had never tasted anything so sweet.

His face appeared above my legs with a look of satisfaction. “I think you’re ready for me boy.” He mumbled and crawled up my body, kissing any spot he could along the way till his mouth was on mine. I wrapped my legs around him, marveling quietly at the size of him and how solid he felt over top of me as he pulled me into his body.

Our naked bodies bonded together as I felt his cock poking at my slick hole. His mouth was all over my neck, my ears, my mouth as I writhed under him. His deep voice was whispering into me as he brushed past my ear.

“Tell me you want me.”

I shuddered at his voice. “Yes I want you.” I moaned out.

His tongue poked my ear and he gently bit the bottom of my ear. “You want me to fuck you boy?”

I growled, and scratched his back upwards as my legs spread wider. I could feel the head of his cock at my opening, and I pushed against him. “Yes!” I begged. “Fuck me Frank. Fuck me!”

His hips moved forward like a dancer as he held his body just over mine. He reached up and spit on his hand and then reached between us to rub the tip and then put it right at my hole.

“Show me how much you want me boy.” His voice was so soft in my ear, and his teeth were playfully nibbling at my earlobe and neck. I grabbed my own legs and pulled them upwards as I arched my back under him to position my ass to feel his cock head.

“Holy fuck Frank. I want you inside me.” I said breathlessly as I moved, until I felt his fat head at the right spot. Frank stayed stock still and he brought his head up over mine. Our eyes locked and I held my breath.

“Open up for me boy.” His deep voice made me quiver, and as if on command, I felt him slide into me.

There was no pain whatsoever, just sheer pleasure as he breached me. Our eyes stayed on each other as he watched me take his cock, inch by every fucking thick inch. My mouth was open in a silent moan as he filled me. My hands glued to his back now, holding myself still as he penetrated me completely. I felt his pubic hair touch my ass and I knew he was all the way in.

“Good boy.” He said quietly, and slid an arm under my head to wrap it underneath me. He held on to my shoulder and lowered his head to the side of my face again and started moving his hips slowly, making me gasp in delight as the friction of his cock inside my tunnel sent a series of sensations through me.

“Holy fuck Frank!” I groaned and bit down on his big shoulder.

“What a fucking tight hot ass you have boy.” He growled into my neck, his body pumping into me slowly making me grunt with each thrust. I felt like I was being ravaged by the big bad wolf. One large muscled, beefy wolf. And I was so glad I was his prey.

I tossed and turned under him, unable to feel enough of his body as he steadily drilled my ass slowly. There was no rushing, there was no audience, just his big naked body fucking me on his own bed in this one position. And I was loving it.

He pushed himself up on his hands, so he could look down at me and I got a glimpse of his meaty pecs. I let go of his back and grabbed at them, feeling how solid and hard they were. My hands went to each nipple and I squeezed, causing his eyes to widen and he let out a loud moan as a grin came across his face.

“Fuck I’m gonna dump it in you boy if you keep squeezing my nips like that.” He growled above me. He stopped thrusting and leaned back, pulling me with him so he was now vertical as I lay horizontal. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs like a wishbone and started to thrust again and I screamed in pleasure as I watched his beefy body.

“Fuck you are so hot!” I yelled, grabbing his pecs again and scratching him. He let go of my ankles and placed both big paws on my shoulders and leaned over me, allowing me an even closer view of his big built body ravaging my ass harder. I wanted to feel his ass suddenly but didn’t want to let go of his erect nipples as it seemed to be sending him over the edge.

His eyes bored down on me, and his hot breath was suddenly on my face. His breathing increased, and his thrusts became intense and deep. He was fucking me like a rag doll now, harder and faster than ever. The bed was moving with each quick thrust and his grunts were filling the bedroom along with my own.

This was intense. I hadn’t been fucked like this since Steve. But as I looked up into Frank’s eyes, I realized there wasn’t anyone else. There was no wife. No one. I had no one to compete with. And Frank was definitely loving this.

His mouth came down on me suddenly in another one of those passionate kisses as he drilled my ass harder. He was a powerhouse all right. I squeezed his pecs more and found his nipples, making him moan into my mouth.

“Fuck baby, here it comes!” He growled and slammed into me, letting out a loud groan as the first shot of cum filled my ass. I moaned back, my hands still on his nipples as he thrust into me again, letting more cum flood into me. The third thrust his eyes opened and he stared down at me, watching me.

Then he grabbed my cock and squeezed at the same time he shoved into me deeper, causing my eyes to widen. I let out a groan as he jerked me quickly. With his cock still stuffed into my ass and digging into me, I grabbed his pecs completely and let out my own cum. It spilled up and onto my bare stomach as I shook under him, squirt after squirt erupting from me in his hand as he looked on and groaned in satisfaction, his cock still hard in my ass. He twitched and grinned as my ass convulsed around his tool, the look of pleasure washing over him as I clenched down on him.

He lifted his cum covered hand from my cock and brought it to my lips. “Suck it off my fingers boy.” He commanded in a gentle tone. I licked up my own cum as he still slowly thrusted his cock in me. It didn’t feel like it deflated at all. I happily sucked on his fat fingers and thumb, enjoying the feeling of his hand in my mouth as I licked him clean.

And then he leaned over me and I felt his thick manly tongue slide into my mouth once again in a deep, air sucking kiss. When he leaned back and slid his cock out of me, I let out a soft, “Holy fuck.”

Frank smiled down at me and stepped off the bed. I watched his ass move as he walked towards a cupboard and grabbed a dark towel. Looking at his smooth naked back and ass I knew I had found one hot looking MAN. He wiped his hands on the towel and turned sideways so I could see his cock, still looking as thick and hard and big as when it went in. I couldn’t believe it as I watched him turn and move toward me, wiping up the cum from my stomach in soft gentle strokes.

“Does that thing ever go soft?” I mumbled as I laid there like a baby watching him carefully wipe me clean.

“Not around tight little asses.” He smirked, folding the towel over and wiping the brow of my forehead. I watched the muscles in his chest and arms as he moved, using it to wipe his own brow. I realized that he didn’t sweat that much, and when I looked again at his chest, it still looked dry. Didn’t even break a sweat.

My ass felt wet, squishy, as if I had just taken the biggest load ever. I wondered if it was going to spill out of my ass before I could get home.

“I think this is going to be a good summer.” Frank suddenly said to me, sliding beside me and pulling my naked body into his giant one. His cock was still hard and pressing against my side, and I wondered suddenly if he was going to fuck me again. And for that matter, all summer long.

And quite “Frank-ly” I hoped he would.