Quite Frankly

I was miserable that first week after my “new uncle” Kirk left. I remembered sitting at the mall where he dropped me off, wanting so badly for him to say that he really did want me to come with him. Wishing that he would change his mind and take me. Wishing that he really was my uncle and that I could just escape with him. And be with him. I could still see him, all 6'5" of that butch, shaggy haired, tattoed man. He was all man, from head to toe, thick and beefy, muscled from top to bottom. And that cock....

I was quiet that whole week after he left. I’d go to work that week for my summer job at the landscaping company and come home and sulk in my room. My entire crew noticed that I was quite sullen, but neither my mother nor her husband seemed to care. 

Each time the phone rang, I thought it would be Kirk and I’d listen to see if anyone would come and get me, thinking that he would call to talk to me. I couldn’t believe how much I missed him after only meeting him. We just seemed to click. Or so I thought. His big, muscled body was exactly what I was craving. That and the affection he gave me. Solely to me. 

I pulled into the shop that Friday afternoon after that whole week alone to drop off the crew and dump our equipment for the weekend when I noticed Frank, my boss, at the back of the shop. From the back, he looked a lot like Kirk – that big solid build, wide shoulders, dark hair. Kirk had longer messier hair, where Frank’s was cut super short, almost shaved. Frank had on a pair of blue work pants that clung to his ass perfectly. He had a nice big round beefy ass just like Kirk. I felt my insides stir as I stared at him, leaning against the back of the tailgate of the truck, wondering if Frank was still craving me. 

Without Kirk, or anyone really, I was suddenly craving Frank once again. 

The last time I saw Frank he had confessed to me how badly he still needed to see me, even though he was now engaged to Tracie, his new blonde bimbo. I had just started up with Kirk, and believed that I was going to be just his, just Kirk’s boy, when Frank had admitted his lust for me in his office. Frank, that big built hunk of an Italian man begging me to be with me again, saying that he needed me. I remembered seeing the look on his face when I told him I’d think about it, because I was now getting nailed by my big uncle Kirk, and I couldn’t think about anyone else. Now as I stared at his broad back and that meaty ass, I knew Kirk was gone, and now I was the one about to lose control. 

Out of all the “daddies” I’ve had over the last year, there was something special about Frank. I believed that until I met Kirk. Frank was the most caring, and the hottest in a manly sort of macho way. He was built solid from years of working, not a gym bunny sculpting his physique. He was tough, masculine, but those eyes of his and the way he looked at me showed me he was so much more. He was single when we met during that weird poker night, and once again I thought I had met a man who could take care of me. But then he started dating Tracie and my world changed as he had less and less time for me. I didn’t want to be someone’s side salad. I wanted to be the main course. 

I thought I would be Kirk’s. But now Kirk was back in the States, and here was Frank. And he was bent over, making me stare at that ass of his and my dick grew in my work pants.  

I looked around the shop as guys started to disperse, happy for the weekend. I purposefully took my time unloading the weed-eaters and gas cans, keeping my eye on the large bulky figure of my boss at the far end of the shop. I slammed the tailgate hard, making Frank turn around to see who was in the shop with him and I noticed he did a double take, a big grin appearing on his face. 

I felt my heart flutter a bit, and for the first time in a week, I could feel my face lightening up a bit and a smile started to creep over me. Frank was now looking in my direction a lot, giving me sideways glances as he watched me walk around the truck and put all the equipment away. At one point, he stopped what he was doing completely and just stood and stared at me, his one hand resting on top of a shelf while his other was hooked into his work pants, his big faded work boots crossed at the ankles as he watched me. His 6'3" frame suddenly reminded me of Kirk, without the shaggy hair or tattoos. His bouncer type look looked softer as he stared at me, and I could feel myself lightening up as his grin hit me.

I gave a wave and he lifted the hand off the shelf and waved back, his smile making him look even more handsome even from a distance. He rubbed the back of his hand up over his forehead, and I could see his shirt lift up a bit, exposing the tanned skin of his hard firm gut underneath. I could see the dark trail of hair that led in a line down the front of his stomach to below his pants. Even that sight made me shiver a bit. Especially because I knew what was hidden just below that belt line.  

I bent down to shove a jerrycan to the back and I could hear footsteps approaching from behind. I looked backwards, and saw Frank’s boots getting closer but stayed where I was, crouched down between my truck and the wall of tools and shelves as Frank stepped up behind me. 

“Hey.” His deep voice said quietly. 

I looked up, Frank’s hands in his pockets, his big bulge already protruding in his pants as he tried to hide it.

“You headin’ home?” His grin was full of lust and his dark eyes bore into me. 

I sat crouched like a frog peering up at him. “Was planning on it.”

Frank eyed me for a moment, before he looked around the shop quickly and then let his eyes fall back down to me. “Shop’s empty.” He said simply. 

I couldn’t help but look at his crotch as he took a step towards me. Since I was between my truck and the wall of shelves, I was blocked from any sightlines and doors to the shop, and my eyes flicked to his bulge just as he pulled his hands out of his pockets and let his right hand grip the package in his pants.  

I knelt closer to him as he took a step towards me, both of our fingers meeting on the button of his pants quickly to undo it. Frank let out a loud sigh as he felt my fingers open the fly and grab the thin material of his boxer briefs to feel his giant bulge as he opened his pants wider. Without stopping, I pulled his underwear down over that veiny cock of his that I missed so much and opened my mouth to dive on it. 

I could smell his musky scent before my lips wrapped around it, intoxicating me further and driving me into a wild frenzy as his pheromones wafted into my nostrils. I hungrily took it all in, feeling it harden even more in my mouth as Frank widened his stance and grabbed my head.  

“Yeah boy suck it down.” He whispered over me as he started to gently rock his hips into me. “My God I’ve missed you baby.” His deep voice tugged at me, and my eyes opened and looked up over his mountainous pecs under his shirt to him staring down at me. 

He saw me and pulled his cock out of my mouth, bending down to lift me up under my arms to his face where he kissed me hard, pushing me up against the truck. I could feel his big cock pressing against my flat stomach as our bodies molded together, my back slamming against the side of the truck as he pushed me into it. His tongue filled my mouth completely, and my hands went around that big solid back of his. Instinctively I lifted a leg and wrapped it around him, pulling him into me even more and sucking in air as I kissed him back. 

“Holy fuck I’ve missed you too!” I moaned as we came up for air. Frank’s eyes scanned the shop, his head cocked sideways listening for sounds as his breath flooded me. He was standing against me, holding my tinier body against the truck with his as he watched for movement. 

“I want to fuck you right here, right now.” He looked down at me, kissing me quickly, his dark eyes moving from my face to my eyes and then down my body as his big hands held me firmly. 

Without a word I turned around slowly, facing the doorway of the shop that I could see above the side of the truck and took his hand in mine, wrapping it around my body. He laced his fingers in mine and stepped closer to me, pressing his exposed cock against my work pants.  

“Do it. Fuck me.” I said back to him as I undid my pants and shoved them down over my bubble butt. 

Frank groaned behind me and placed his cock in between my cheeks. “It’s gonna be quick though.” His voice was in my ear, his hot breath on my neck making me close my eyes in pure heat. 

“I need it.” I pushed back against him to show him how much I wanted him in me, and he grabbed my hip with his free hand as his other squeezed my hand tight. “The next one can be slower. Naked. Promise?”  

He spit into his hand and rubbed his dick behind me and forced it between my ass. I breathed in as he fished around for my opening, trying to feel it with the head of that thick meaty cock of his. And when he found it, we both breathed in deeply as he pushed forward and I pushed back. 

He sunk in easily, as if I’d been prepping all day for him. There was a sharp stab of pain momentarily before my grip on his hand relaxed and he had the other arm around me. He wasted no time once he was in, clutching me to him and fucking me like a jackhammer from behind. We both tried to be quiet, hidden somewhat from view behind my truck, hoping that no one would come in. 

Frank fucked me like a wild animal, but it didn’t last long. He was too excited to be inside me once again. He was whispering in my ear how tight I felt, how hot I felt, how incredible it felt to be back inside me. And when he started telling me he was going to breed me deep this time, how he wanted me to have his babies, I knew he was on the verge. 

“Fuck me!” I moaned to him, turning my head slightly to look back. He took that as an invitation to crank my neck around more and kissed me deep, his tongue searching for me as he humped me harder. 

“Fuck boy here it comes!” He hissed at me and pulled his face away from mine to really slam into me. He grunted quietly, pushing my body into the truck in a soft slam and unloaded directly into my tunnel. He thrust a few more times before he quickly pulled out and stepped back, pulling up his work pants and looking around the shop quickly for any movement. I stayed where I was for a few more seconds, trying to keep his babies inside me before I moved to bend down to pull my pants and underwear up. I felt squishy, as if that was quite a load that he dumped in me. But I didn’t care.  

When I turned around to see him watching me intently as he did up the button his pants, I could see he wasn’t finished with me.  

“Can you come by tomorrow morning?” He asked me quietly. “Tracie’s going out with some girlfriends for the day.” He adjusted his shirt and stepped towards me, grabbing my face and kissing me hard before he pulled away quickly again as if he remembered where he was. “Please? I need to spend some unhurried time with you. Naked.” He grinned at me as his eyes flashed over my body.  

I stared at his pecs under his shirt, the way his arms looked massive as he let them hang at his sides. His crotch still contained that massive cock, still somewhat hard despite the recent release of cum. And his thighs looked huge in his pants. I wanted him naked too. I did. After Kirk, he was exactly what I wanted too. And needed. 

“Make any excuse. Come by after 10am and I’ll be ready for you.” He stepped up to me again and grabbed my face in both his big mitts and kissed me deep, making me lose my breath for a moment. “Please. I need to be with you again.”  

His voice was pleading, his eyes just as desperate. I felt in control for once, like I could be the one to say yes or no. And for the first time it felt good to hold the power. I felt a surge come through me and a wicked grin spread across my face.  

“Okay I can be there. 10:30. Answer the door naked.” I grinned. 

Frank gave me a half smile back and shoved his big hands into his pockets. “Absolutely.” 

 I leaned against the truck and let my eyes trail up and down his body. He was a man alright, big and solid, just the way I liked them. He was no Kirk, but he was better than Rick. And Steve. And maybe I could have a little fun with him until I headed off to school. And till Kirk came back at Christmas. 

This time I stepped up to him and went up on my tiptoes to reach his lips as he bent down slightly. I kissed him, not caring about anyone watching. I heard him inhale, felt those lips of his part and I saw his eyes drift shut as we kissed. I heard him groan a bit as I pressed my body up against his, feeling his ass with my hands as I pulled him into me and our mouths swallowed each other up. And then I pulled away, leaving him leaning into me, his eyes opening and glancing down at me.  

“I’ll see you tomorrow. 10:30. Be naked and hard.” I smacked his ass with one hand and he smiled. 

“No problem there.” He winked at me and grunted deeply as he stepped back. 

I watched his perfect ass move away from me and I thought this might work. For now.