Frank & Gerard One Shots

Booty Boys Barista (part 2)

"This is how you play: we each get a turn and whatever the other person sprays with whip cream, the other person has to lick it up. For example" I sprayed some on my lips and he smirked, realizing the games purpose. He leaned up and licked the sugary goodness off my lips.

"Okay. My turn" he took the whip cream can from my hand looked up at me. He lifted his hand and sprayed some on his tongue, his mouth wide open and exposed. I didn't take charge though, for a moment I just sat and stared at his pretty open mouth. I liked his teeth and how perfect his lips were. I wanted it around my cock. His lips I mean, not his teeth. He was about to close it and say something when he felt my tongue on his. I licked it off his tongue but it quickly turned into a make out session. We made out for a while, my tongue still on his. The stickiness if the whip cream found our lips and I could taste it on him. My hand slipped down and ever so slowly took the can from his grasp. I don't think he was even aware that I had taken it until I pulled away from the kiss and sprayed some on my neck. I smirked at him as I felt the cream slowly start to slide down my neck to my chest. It was about to reach my nipple cover when his tongue licked it up. He licked up from above my nipple, to my collarbone, to the crook if my neck where I had originally sprayed the whip cream. He left a few marks on the trail and I could tell this was turning out exactly like I wanted it to.

He took the can from me and backed away from the counter a little bit. I looked down to see his pants had gotten awfully tight. He unbuttoned his pants and sprayed a little whip cream in his zipper and I knew what he wanted. I hopped off the counter and got to my knees. I licked the cream off the zipper before taking it with my teeth and pulling it down. My hands went up and pulled his pants down. I was about to pull off his underwear when there was a knock on the window. Crap. A customer. If I got caught sucking dick on the job I would get fired. Luckily they couldn't see me.

I looked up at Frank who had gone pale. He looked down at me with wide eyes and I couldn't help but giggle.

"Frankie, I need you to answer it. I can't get caught" he let out a deep breath and turned to the window. I crawled to the other side if the barista and continued sitting on the floor. Frank opened the window slowly. He had a panicked look of his face for a moment but he quickly got over it somehow.

"Welcome to 'Booty Boys Barista', how can I help you?" He smiled. I heard a female voice. I was thankful that it wasn't another fat old creepy guy, I didn't want to do that to Frank. I heard the woman order a cappuccino.

"3.50" I whispered up to Frank.

"That'll be 3.50" he told the woman. I stayed on the ground, telling Frank how to make the drink. He looked nervous, like it was his first day on the job. I couldn't help but giggle historically at the situation. The lady handed him money and I had to give him a mini lesson on how to use the cash register. Finally the lady drove off and I was left to laugh at Frankie as loud as I wanted.

"Five dollar tip?" I gawked at him. "Wow you really are hot stuff"

"Don't laugh at me!" he couldn't help but giggle along too. I stood up and walked over to where he stood. I pinned him up to the counter, wanting things to continue as they had before. Our body's pressed up against each other, my hard on poking him in the stomach. I stared him in the eye as I reached over and turned the OPEN light off. I grabbed the whip cream can from the counter.

"I believe it was my turn" I smirked. He turned pink, remembering what we had been doing before.

"I do believe so" he said.

I took the can and sprayed some on my bulge. He smiled and leaned down, still pinned to the counter. He licked the cream off my underwear and I moaned at the contact. He grabbed the waistband of my underwear and pulled the clothing off. I now stood completely naked, apart from the nipple tassels. I couldn't help but spray more on my exposed erection. He didn't complain that I took two turns though, instead he took my entire cock in his mouth, deep throating me. I groaned and threw my head back. I was right; his lips did feel good around my cock. He started bobing his head and I couldn't help but continue to moan like a whore. He let go of my cock and I looked down to see him standing up.

"You got two turns, so I get two turns" he smirked. Dammit. He noticed. He grabbed the whip cream and sprayed some on his bare nipple. I leaned down instantly and sucked on it. I heard a spray noise and noticed that he had sprayed it on the other nipple as well. I switched nipples and sucked at the other, playing with it with my tongue. I swallowed the whip cream and felt him moan from my sucking. God, I wanted him to fuck me. I grabbed the whip cream and practically ripped his underwear off. I sprayed the whip cream on his dick and started to rub the cream over his cock. I lathered it in whip cream. He was ready.

"Fuck me" I whispered into his ear. He smiled and grabbed my shoulders, turning me around. I grabbed the edge of the counter and belt over, spreading my legs.

"I don't need prep baby" I moaned.

I heard the spraying sound and felt the cold whip cream on my ass. It was on my cheeks and my entrance. He leaned down and licked it all off of me.

"That feels so good" I breathed as he licked it off my asshole. He finished licking up all the sticky substance but soon he was sticking the top of the whip cream can into my asshole. The tip slid inside me with ease. I felt the coldness of the can in between my cheeks. He tilted the can up at an odd angle, making the can spray whip cream inside of me. I gasped. It felt so weird.... yet so good. He pulled the tip of the can out and set the can on the counter. I did my best to hold in the creamy substance but I felt some of it start to drip out. Before any more could escape me, he was pushing his cock inside me.

"Damn Gee, your loose" he said as he started thrusting inside me. He hit my prostate and I screamed out in pleasure.

The whip cream was dripping from his cock every time he pulled out. I felt the stickiness start to drip down my leg and splash onto my buttcheeks. I reached down and grasped my own cock in my hands. I started pumping but he karate chopped my hand away, then replacing my hand with his own. The thrust of his hand were in sync with the pace he was fucking me with.

I could feel myself get close and soon I was cuming in his hands. My walls tightened around his cock and soon enough he came inside of me too. Now there were two white sticky substances in my asshole. New record.

He pulled out and I turned around, our lips meeting quickly. He was really sweaty and I could feel his hot chest against my own. My nipple tassels practically stabbing his chest. He started kissing my neck hungrily and left a trail of kisses down to my nipple. He played with one nipple tassel with one hand and pulled at the other one with his teeth. I stood, watching in awe. He was so fucking hot, how did I get so lucky tonight? I was seriously glad I took the night shift. After a while of playing with my nipple tassels, he kissed me again. Eventually we pulled apart and I wiped myself off with a paper towel. I pulled my underwear on and he got dressed again. I had to clean up the place, seeing as how we managed to get whip cream everywhere. I would save that whip cream can for the next ass who insulted me. I would just have to add a little whip cream to their drink.....

After cleaning up and locking the place up he said that he needed a ride home. I gladly did so. I was sad to see him leave as I pulled up to an apartment complex. He kissed me goodbye and ran inside quickly. I felt a little empty and hurt before I saw what was left on the passengers seat. It was a can of whip cream. I picked it up and looked at it, on the bottle something had been written in sharpie.

It had his number and signature. Oh yeah. I was definitely calling him.