Homo Is Gay

You Like It and You Know It.

My eyes slowly peel open. The realization hits me that Frank is in the bed with me. Necked. Looking down at my body I begin to comprehend that we are both necked. In bed. Together. Without thinking, I push Frank in the floor. Quickly recognizing what I had just done, I pretend i'm asleep. "Why the fuck did you just push me in the floor? Yo motherfuckin ass is TRYINA get punished aren't you, baby?" I don't answer, still trying to keep up this scheme. 

I feel a hand stroke my dick before gripping my member, making my eyes pop wide open. Frank. Why am I not surprised? Without thought, I punch him right in the face. I don't know why I wasn't expecting him to punch me back, but that's exactly what he did. This reaction turns it into a full fledged fight. Unfortunately, I have a REALLY bad hangover so giving it my all is kind of  out of the question, especially this early in the morning. 

Eventually, he is able to pin me down, with both of my arms just above my head whilst he sits on top of me. I struggle a little more before finally settling down, defeated. "I am to hungover to deal with your shit, Frank." I admit. He leans down and kisses me before continuing "i'm sorry, I shouldn't have grabbed ur dick, even if you liked it." My face turns red. "See, that's your fucking problem, dude. I'm not into you. I don't like you. How many times do I have to repeat myself? I am not fucking gay." "Then why do I have you pinned on this bed, necked? In fact, why are we both necked?" he remarks, raising his eyebrows. "Because-well, I don't know." I say, averting my eyes. "Your blushing, baby." "I'm not your fucking baby so stop calling me that." "Okay, i'll stop calling you that when you can admit that you like me, or at the very least, that you want or even like what I have to offer." 

"But I don't." 

"You do."

"I DON'T." 

"You DO!" 

Before I am able to say anything, he kisses me, but harder and longer this time. Much more passionate than the last kiss we had. I low key melt into it. The kiss seems to last forever, but Frank suddenly stops, leans in real close to my ear and breaths, "baby, I can feel your dick hardening for me. I know you want it." Exhaling deeply, my breath shakes to the core. 

Before my mind grasps what's going on, Frank begins to grind against my body, gently going as slow as the bitch possibly can. The agony. It's almost painful, but the sensation it brings me just-oh god. Fuck, he's not even in me yet, either. I just need him. NOW. 

"Baby, admit it. You want me." 

"No." I state, simply. 

"I can do this all day and all night."

"Do it then." 

"Well, how could I not? You just gave me consent." 

He picks his pace up, still not putting it inside me yet. I try to move my arms, only to realize that he still has me pinned after all this time. "Why do you wanna touch me so bad if you apparently don't like it, boy?" Frank inquires, breathing heavily. His lips meet mine and I melt into the kiss tensing as he finally sticks his member inside me. He starts kissing my neck, giving me hickey's anywhere his lips can reach. Moans escape my mouth, but I try to be as quiet as possible because we all know he would use this against me later on. My breathing matches his thrusting, as he goes deeper and deeper inside of me. 

Picking his pace up even more, I can't hold in the moans. I open my eyes to see him riding me like a wild bull. The site is beautiful. My admiration is interrupted by another of Franks amazing kisses. It only lasts a minute before its interrupted by me, cumming. "I wasn't finished, fucker, but we'll fuck more later, baby."