Dd/lb Ferard story's.

Bent it Over, Drop it, and I Might Just Let You F*ck Me

~Continuation of the last part.~

Gee just about passed out. His heart was racing, and his face was red as hell.  Frank just laughed. "Gee, I'm just kidding, man," Frank said with a short chuckle before biting his lip. His tattooed hands ran up Gee's soft thighs as he crawled closer to him on the bed. 

"Although if you want me to help with your little problem, I'm gonna need some kind of... incentive," Frank spoke quietly, his voice now laced with seduction. "Get up," Frank ordered, and Gee quickly responded. He hurriedly got out of bed, almost falling in the process as his pajama pants bound his ankles together. He pulled them the rest of the way off before tossing them aside. He stood at the side of the bed with his hands clasped in front of him in an attempt to hide his erection. Not that Frank didn't already know. 

"Turn around," Frank said as he moved to the edge of the bed, sitting in front of Gee. Once Gee had turned, Frank didn't hesitate to lean forward, grab the hem of his boxers and yank them down. Gee let out a gasp before his hands raced to cover his butt. Frank immediately swatted his hands away.

 "No. Be a good boy, and you might get what you want." Frank said as he placed his hands on Gee's feminine hips. Gee nodded and let out a shaky breath. His fantasies were coming true and he felt like he was gonna pass out and miss out. He had thought about Frank touching him like this for a very long time. It didn't help when Frank would playfully flirt with him, only when they were alone. Gee was pulled from his thoughts when he felt a swift and hard smack to his bare ass. His hands swung up to his mouth in, an attempt to muffle the loud moan that escaped. He didn't need to wake up his brother who was sleeping in the room over. 

"Frank.. you need to be quiet," Gee mumbled, his voice cracked and hushed. 

"I'm not the one moaning like a whore." Frank quipped as he squished the soft cubby flesh of Gee's butt in his hands. Gee let out a huff trying to chuckle but sounding like he had given up. Frank wanted to hear more and he was sure he would despite the other people sleeping in the house. With one hand he held tightly onto Gee's hip and with the other he ran it up his back, pushing him forward and making him bend slightly at the waist. Frank leaned forward as his lips parted before biting the same spot he had slapped, leaving a mark on the already pinkish skin. Gee whimpered as he stared down at his now leaking dick, eager to be touched. 

Frank stayed there for a couple of minutes, just feeling up the other's chubby behind. He would be lying if he said he hadn't stared at it in the tight jeans Gee wore, thinking about doing exactly that. Frank felt his partial hard-on grow and press against his underwear, finally deciding to move on. He landed one more hard slap to Gee's ass before grabbing his hips and spinning him back around to face him. Gee was already a sweaty whimpering mess as he stared down at Frank, who unlike him, was still fully clothed. It only made his face grow redder, now almost the same color as his hair, that was sticking to his sweat-covered face. 

"God you look like a whore too," Frank mumbled under his breath as he reached out, grabbing under Gee's chin and pulling him closer. He planted a quick kiss on his cheek before standing up. He grabbed the pillow at the head of the bed and placed it on the edge where he had just been sitting. He grabbed onto Gee, pulling him forward and stepping out of the way before swiftly bending him over the bed and the pillow. It put his hips at the perfect height for what Frank was about to do. Frank leaned over and opened Gee's nightstand drawer, knowing what he'd find. Atop a couple of inked magazines laid a bottle of lube. He snatched the bottle, without bothering to close the drawer before popping it open and squeezing it into his hand. He lathered it generously onto his fingers before tossing the bottle back into the drawer. With his clean hand, he grabbed onto Gee's ass, pulling one cheek aside slightly as he lowered his other hand. He pushed one finger in, earning a breathy whimper from Gee.