Homo Is Gay

Take My Fucking Virginity: Part 2.

(A/N: Oh god, i'm already cringing. You guys better be fucking happy that I love u more than I did yesterday. I'm sorry that it's been a while killjoys, btw. I'M COMING BACK FROM THE DEAD. You know me and my MCR references, gotta have em'. Lol. ANYWAYS... I'm actually starting to get new ideas for this fic. I think it'll turn out great. :) )

After getting Frank's pants off, he relieves himself from his boxers. My eyes widen at the site of his huge cock in front of my face.  "That's one huge motherfucker." I choke the words out. Frank doesn't say anything in response, he only grabs a hold of my boxers and pulls them off of me, revealing my own penis. "Not bad yourself." he compliments. The almost scary seductive glint in his eyes darkens, as if lighting on fire as he stares at my member. 

My hands move on their own, pulling him into another magical kiss. Frank deepens the kiss as his tongue enters my mouth, swimming delightfully. I explore his as well, feeling the heat as our skin presses pleasurably against one another.  Oh, the wonders of just french kissing. Necked. 

His lips are aggressively eager on mine, but the lightness to them eases any sort of discomfort. My hands move freely over his body, going anywhere and everywhere, moving as they please. Frank begins to grind against me, taking me breathlessly by surprise. My fingers find their way to his hair, pulling roughly before my fingers tips glide down his back, scratching as I go. Digging my fingernails deeply into his back only made this even better because of Frank's reaction. Looks like I found one or two of his kinks. I smirk into the kisses, delighted with myself and my accomplishment. Ha, he thinks he's the one turning me on, guess he better think again because the tables have now turned. 

Frank leans his head closely to my ear, making sure that I can feel his breath as it sends chills up and down my spine as well as making sure as a matter of fact that I know he means every single one of his next-coming words, "you better watch those nails, pretty boy, otherwise there is a punishment awaiting you in the near future", he pauses and bites my ear, not hard, but enough, before continuing, "and I will see to it that the punishment is torturous, my dear." His voice is deep, nearly petrifying. 

I'm not that worried, though. He has no clue who I am whatsoever so if anyone should be scared, its him. A smirk places on my lips and I have no regret for it. My fingers grip his hair, slowly tugging him to look me in the face and I kiss him like he has never been kissed before. The kiss is long and sensual and I make sure that it leaves him stunned, switching spot with him as I do so. 

"Mm-mm.  No. I am top." he argues. "Not anymore your not." I state, proud of myself for once in my life. His fingertips lightly trail down my body, tickling me with his soft touch as I try to stop myself from panting so much. That is, until he gets hold of my dick. My eyes immediately widen as his grip suddenly tightens. "I said I am fucking top bitch. Now you want to give me what I want because you don't want to know what i'll do if you don't give me what I want."  I listen to him and give him top. He is such a control freak. As much as I hate myself for even admitting this, a part of me finds that very attractive for some reason. He best only do that shit in bed though. Frank is really that fucking sexy. Damn. He's a fucking god. 

I look Frank strait in the face, narrow my eyes at him as I hold his hair firmly in my hand and pull him into a groundbreaking, perfect kiss. But the amazing kiss gets cut off by Frank. "Hold that thought, ima use the restroom real fast." he says, getting up, swinging his hips side to side as he walks to the bathroom. Oh, he knows that i'm watching his every move with such intent.