Lifeline

Chapter 5 - Dancing With the Devil

WARNING: Smut

Sorry for the slow updates, I have been busy with the holidays.  This is my belated Christmas present for you guys,  happy holidays!  I love you 😘

Gee's POV

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I woke up in a different environment and started to panic; that is until I saw Frank's beautiful face asleep on my chest.  He had a slight smile, which made my own crooked smirk appear on my face.  I lovingly pushed a strand of hair out of his face so that I could see it better. 

 After about a minute or so, he started to wake up.  He started stretching his arms and his hand brushed against my face slightly in the process, which seemed to startle him.  He quickly looked up to see my messy black hair and tired eyes smiling at him.  I sat cross legged on the pullout couch we were sleeping on and put his head in my lap. I stroked his soft hair and we both sat there silently for what seemed like an eternity before a female voice came calling down the stairs.

"Boys, breakfast is already on the table, you'd better hurry up! You don't want your food to get cold!"  It was an unfamiliar voice, but it seemed friendly.  Since Frank had no siblings, I assumed it was his mother.  Frank grudgingly got up from my lap and went up the stairs, me trailing behind him.

Once we got to the kitchen area, we were greeted by a very Italian looking woman who looked to be in her mid thirties to early forties smiling warmly at us.  "I made you guys pancakes; there is syrup, powdered sugar, and strawberries on the table if you would like them."  Frank sat on the far side of the table and I chose to sit next to him.  He was strangely quiet in the morning, but I didn't mind.  It gave me more time to look at his pretty face.

Once we finished breakfast; we both went into Frank's room.  "So.." he said to break the awkward silence, "About last night.  What happened there?  Are you doing alright?"  As he finished his sentence he started to caress the side of my face.  I put my hand on his back and replied with, "Of course, I'm always my best with you around."  After I said that, I pushed him into me using the hand I had put on his back and kissed him.  After about a minute, he broke the kiss to ask me something.  "Do you want to try what we were going to do last night again?  I still have the stuff we need in my coat pocket."  "Sure, I don't really see why not"  I said.  I walked over to his door to close and lock it and took my shirt off in the process of walking back to the middle of the room.  I took the honor of undressing Frank to where he was just in his boxers, and then I did the same.  That's when I realized that Frank had a tattoo on his lower stomach with two swallows and guns on it.  I kneeled down in front of him and traced the tattoo with my tongue; Frank moaning softly as I did so.  I then moved down to his boxers, which I licked the front of before pulling them down with my teeth.

I took his tip in my mouth and circled it with my tongue, every once in a while putting my tongue in the slit.  He started moaning softly and slightly bucking his hips.  I took in his full length and continued massaging the tip with my tongue, which caused him to moan quite loudly.  I took my mouth off of him with a popping sound and stood up.  "Shhh..."  I said while pulling him closer with his hair and stroking his bottom lip with my thumb, "You'll need to be quiet if you don't want your parents to hear us, you naughty boy."

With that, I pushed him onto the bed and kissed him passionately.  During the kiss, he flipped us over so that he was on top.  He took off my underwear and threw it on the floor, forgotten.  We both climbed up onto the bed fully without breaking the kiss.  After a few seconds, Frank broke the kiss to get some lube and condoms out of his jacket pocket.  He prepared himself and placed my legs on his shoulders; lining himself up with my entrance.  He stuck three of his fingers in his mouth t coat them with saliva and inserted two of them into me.  He soon got a steady pace going and added a third finger.  By this point, I was already moaning and had an erection.  He pulled his fingers out and pushed his tip into me.  He slowly added his length so that I could adjust.  "..move"  I whimpered out.  He slowly started pulling out and pushing back in until I demanded that he go faster.  He started to speed up before he suddenly stopped.  "What the fuck?  Why'd you stop?"  I asked him.  "Calm down pretty boy, I just want to try something.  Can you raise your hips for me?"

I did as he requested and he put a small pillow under my hips.  He then thrusted back in me and immediately hit my sweet spot.  I moaned his name and clutched at the sheets as he did it again.  "I want you to scream my name.  Use that pretty little voice of yours to let the world know that I'm yours, and that you're mine"  He said this as he pushed into me again; causing me to buck my hips up in reply and grab the sheets fiercely and loudly moan his name.  His thrusts soon got slower as he warned me that he was going to come.  He moaned as he released into the condom and slumped over once he was finished.  Afterwards, he started to jerk me off to make me come as well; which worked after about a minute or so.  I moaned his name and grabbed his hair, kissing him as I came over both of our stomachs.

After we had both ridden out our climaxes, Frank threw away the condom and cleaned us both up.  As we were getting dressed, we heard a knock at the door and both jumped; unable to move.  We heard Frank's mom's voice from outside the door invite us downstairs to watch a movie.  A huge wave of relief washed over both of us as we accepted and finished getting dressed.  We unlocked the door and went into the hallway to walk down into the living room, just to be face-to-face with an angry father holding a bible in one hand and what looked like a gay porn magazine in the other.  "Oh god.."  Frank whispered as a terrified look spread over his face.  I put my arm around him and whispered into his ear, "Don't worry, daddy's got you." as I leaned down to brush his hair out of his face and kiss his forehead.  No matter the cost, I was going to protect Frank like he was my everything, because he was my everything.  He was all I had.

He was my only reason to live.

Frank was my lifeline.