Cool Devices

The water felt good on his exposed skin as he pushed his way through it. This was his 10th lap and his arms were starting to hurt now. The burn coursed through his muscles making them throb. He arms hurt more than his legs as the propelled himself on last time off the wall towards the opposite end of the pool. When he finally touched the wall he came up gasping for breath as removed his goggles and looked around. The glassed in pool room had frost on all the windows on the outside and condensation from the heat on the inside. School had long since ended, but anyone from the team could use the pool after hours to practice. Now that no one was around, Frank could concentrate and work out his timing and sped without distraction. He ducked under the water one more time to wet his hair. As he opened his eyes under the water, he looked up at the wall and saw two feet there. Frank surfaced and ran a hand over his face to sloth away the water there.

”Hello Frankie.”

Frank froze. He knew that voice. He could not believe he was here. When Frank looked again, he was holding a towel. He started to walk over to where the ladder was and waited. Frank slowly made his way to the ladder and pulled himself up. He went to take the towel, but it was pulled back.

”You wearing a wetsuit.”

”Um...yeah, it helps to attain better speed.”

Frank waited to see what he would say again, but nothing. Dead silence. This time the towel was handed to him. Frank took it and dried his hair. The wetsuit pretty much dried itself in the warm air surrounding them.

”So what’s up?”

”I was helping out in the new library for a bit.”

”Oh, that was nice of you.”

”Yeah, I like to do nice things. It seems they always get rewarded. Do you like to get rewarded Frankie?”

The implication was there. This was not a social call. Frank stopped drying his hair and looked up. He saw the smile and what was hidden behind it. He started to walk away towards the windows. Frank watched as he wiped his hand across the glass removing the condensation and revealing the outside world.

”It started to snow while I was working. It made me think of you.”

Frank knew what he meant. Their first encounter. When they first saw each other. Frank was being silly with Mikey and catching snowflakes with his tongue.

”Man this shit is not easy and my neck hurts.”

”Such a wuss Mikey.”

”Yeah, well you lower to the ground so you don’t have to tip your head back as far.”

”Shut the fuck up!”

”No it’s true, watch.”

Mikey got on his knees and opened his mouth. The snow fell easily into it.

”Oh man, I gotta try that.”

Frank did the same and found himself catching even more snow. Mikey was looking at him as his tongue hung out of his mouth.

”That’s a dangerous position for you to be in Iero. Someone could come along and put something else in there.”

Frank laughed and pushed Mikey into the snow. Mikey pulled him during the momentum and they laughed and made warped looking snow angels. Frank looked up from his laughter with Mikey and noticed another boy watching them. He smiled at him and the boy smiled back, but there was something behind that smile that made Frank shiver. Mikey looked up and waved and the boy waved back.

”You know him?”

”Sure Frankie, that’s…”

But then the bell rang and they grabbed their bags and headed off to class.

”I had no idea you were interested.”

”Oh, but I was. Seeing you on your knees like that I was very interested. Mikey must have told you that.”

Frank blushed again. He did not get a chance to see Mikey again till lunch. When he did, Mikey was all excited.

”He wants to meet you!”

Frank looked down at the paper in Mikey’s hand. Mikey looked up at him and smiled.

”Look normally I am no one’s messenger boy, but he talked about your eyes and your smile and well you know the mushy side of me.”

Mikey blushed and Frank laughed. He looked at the piece of paper again.

”Meet me behind the equipment shed after school please. ^-^”

The note was polite and Frank giggled at the smiley face. He knew he was going to go and so did Mikey.

Frank put the towel down and walked towards the windows. He turned and smiled at Frank and moved to make room. Frank stood next to him watching the snow fall.

”Frankie do you remember what I said to you that day?”

Frank swallowed hard, Of course he did, how could he forget. No one had ever shown him interest like that before.

Frank was watching all the buses leave as me made his way across the quad to where the soccer field was. The equipment shed was far from the school so it made him a little nervous.

”He’s not going to hurt me, he just wants to talk.”

Frank spoke to himself as he made the final stretch and saw that the door was open to the shed. It was dark inside with only a small light coming from a high window in the back. Still for whatever reason he stepped inside.

”Hello? Anyone in here?”

He stepped in further and regretted it right away when he heard the door sliding shut and the lock being engaged. He turned and jumped back.

”Hello Frankie.”

”H-H-H-Hi, uh…”

”Oh don’t worry, I won’t keep you long. I just wanted to have a private moment where no one can disturb us.”

Frank backed up as he walked forward form the door. He stopped when the back of his knees hits the pile of workout mats. It caused Frank to fall into a seated position. He chuckled at this and stepped right up to Frank. Frank had nowhere to go.

”So Frankie, what were you and Mikey doing earlier today?”

”Oh, w-w-w-we were just catching snowflakes with our tongues.”

”Mmmm, yes you were and you looked so good on your knees with your tongue hanging out. I would really like to see that again.”

”W-W-We can go outside and I can...”

He put one foot on the mats and Frank’s eyes went wide as he was presented with his crotch.

”Oh, I can think of something better to catch with your tongue Frankie.”

Frank froze. This was not what he expected at all. He started to open up his belt and button. He then slid his zipper down. Frank was screaming in his head for him to move, scream, punch him in the nuts, get out of there, but he did none of these things. Instead he stared as his cock came into full view. It was big considering their ages and it was thicker than any he had seen. One day Frank, Mikey, Pete, and Patrick got high and watched a movie where these guys did a circle jerk and compared sizes. It was a 50’s spoof and they were cracking up over it. Pete suggested they try it and they were all just fucked up enough to agree. Frank remembers that he was not the biggest, but it turned out that he was a thickest. Pete said it was his Italian blood and this cracked them all up and the fell down laughing with their cocks in the air. That was a good memory, but this one happening right now was something that he want to forget, but had a feeling it would not be so.

”Well, what are you waiting for?”

”I uh…”

”Look Frankie, I want us to be friends, but in order for this, I have to know that you will listen to me and not question what I say. If not, you can leave here right now and we never have to cross paths again. Now, do you want to be friends?”

Frank does not know what possessed him to nod, but he did. This made him smile and pat Frank on the cheek with affection. Frank leaned into it a little.

”That’s a good boy, now open wide and show me those skills.”

”Frankie”

”Frankie”

Frank looked from the window at him.

”Where were you just now?”

”Oh, just a memory.”

”Mmmm, about us?”

Frank looked down blushing. He felt his head being raised by a finger on his chin.

”I asked you a question Frankie.”

”Yes, about us. Our first time.”

”Awww, that’s sweet. Well we can dwell on the past or we can make new memories to join it. Don’t you think that sounds like more fun?”

”Yes, I do.”

”Good boy, now on your knees.”

Frank obeyed and dropped to his knees as he opened his pants. He waited patiently as he pulled his cock out and settled himself against the wall. Once he gave Frank the go ahead, Frank did not hesitate and placed the organ in his mouth. Frank did not bother to do any tricks because that was not what he liked. He just straight hollowed out his cheeks and began sucking while bobbing his head. Frank felt a hand in his hair and the grip was sure. Frank was not going anywhere.

”That’s a good boy Frankie. You learned so much in the last year haven’t you? Now you obey me beautifully.”

Frank liked being praised like that. It took a lot of mistakes and punishments before he knew exactly how he liked being blown. Now he was an expert at it and the only one. Frank knew that there were others just like him. He did not mind at first, but to hear them being talked about when frank was being punished was worse than the physical pain of the punishment.

”Oh Frankie, can’t you do it like Ray? I don’t ever have to tell him to watch his teeth. Plus his hair is easier to redirect. Maybe you should grow yours out too.”

Frank had not heard mention of another in a long time. He was pretty sure he was the only one now. This did not mean that they were a couple. No, Frank knew it was just about the sex and what he could make Frank do. Strangely Frank did not mind, but he wanted more.

”Mmmm, so good Frankie, so good. I don’t want to cum in your mouth though so you need to stop.”

Frank obeyed and pulled off. A string of saliva ran from the head of his cock to Frank’s lips. He looked down at frank a smiled caressing his cheek.

”Beautiful, just beautiful Frankie. Now stand up.”

Frank did and he was pushed against the wall. The cold from the windows seeping in making him shiver. He was glad for the wetsuit. However it seemed like someone else was not.

”I don’t like you all covered up like this Frankie. I can’t see you.”

”I can take it off if you want.”

He got a gleam in his eye and Frank was suddenly worried.

”No that’s okay Frankie, I can do it for you.”

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a box cutter. The kind that had the blades you snapped off when they got dull. It twinkled in the lights and made Frank nervous.

”Now you need to stay very still or I could hurt you badly.”

Frank tried, but he was shaking as the blade moved closer to his chest. He grabbed the collar of the wetsuit and placed the blade against it. He slowly began to drag it down.

”it’s a good thing that I forgot to return this after helping to cut boxes open.”

Frank could not help, but watch his wetsuit being separated by the sharp piece of thin metal. When he reached his groin he stopped and pulled the box cutter back and closed it.

”Much better don’t you think?”

His hands roamed Frank’s skin as he caressed the exposed area. He pinched at his nipples hard and Frank had to do everything not to flinch. He knew the price for that. He reached inside the wetsuit and palmed at Frank’s cock. Again Frank did not move.

”Good boy Frankie.”

He pulled Frank’s cock out and let it hang out of the opening. He let go then and stood up straight.

”Turn around Frankie and put your hands on the wall.”

Frank did as he was told and when he placed his hands on the small wall he jumped as his cock came in contact with the cold surface. Frank heard him chuckle and he knew he was safe from punishment this time. Still he put his hands back and held back the wince from his cock connecting again. Frank felt him behind caressing his back and his ass. He then heard the metal shink of the box cutter and stilled. He felt the material being pulled across the small of his back as the blade cut an opening exposing the tattoo that he told Frank to get. Frank knew that this was his personal mark and all his boys had it. Now his hands ran across that design.

”You know Frankie, your back looks amazing. Everyone that sees it knows that you are mine. My little tramp.”

Frank shuddered. He hated being called that. He hated that the name of the tattoo because of where it was had the name attached to it. He never voiced this though and he knew that he was the only boy that had the tattoo there. Most of the boys had them on their thigh, but not Frank. Also Frank was the only boy he took personally to get it done. Right afterwards he paid the guy to let him use the back room and he fucked Frank on the sofa gripping his hips on his knees so he had view of the tattoo the whole time.

”Now Frankie, bend over a bit.”

Frank snapped out of it in time to hear the order. He tipped forward and his bare chest touched the cold glass. He was about to react when he felt the material on his ass being pulled away and sliced into. The sweat from his chest started to stick to the window and he knew it would be painful to pull off of it. He heard the box cutter being retracted and saw it placed on the wall. Frank felt him press against his back. He brought his fingers to the front of Frank’s face and Frank needed no instruction. He took them in and sucked on them coating them as best he could. Frank could feel his hard on pressing him further into the cold glass. He pulled his fingers out and brought them between their bodies. He pressed both in at the same time and Frank breathed.

”Still tight, even after the other day huh Frankie. I am kind of surprised, that plastic cock was thicker than me. I thought maybe you would beg me to pull it out like Ryan did, but you took it like a good boy. I was proud of you.”

Frank would have enjoyed the praise more, but then his prostate was brushed and he tensed up. Frank felt him smirk into his shoulder and then his fingers were removed. He grabbed frank’s hips and lined himself up.

”All right Frankie boy, here we go.”

He pushed in without stopping. Frank gritted his teeth through the pain. He was forced into the glass more and he had to turn his face so that his head was not smashed. He leaned into Frank’s ear and groaned.

”Can you imagine Frankie, that anyone walking by right now can see you obscenely pressed against the glass like this. They would know what you are doing and they would talk about how much of a slut you are, but that is not true is it Frankie? No, you are just my slut, my tramp, my plaything.”

No other words were used after that. Just the feeling of him pulling almost completely out and then slamming back in. Now Frank cried out, unable to hold his voice in anymore.

”That’s it Frankie, let me hear you, let them hear you. Hear the noises that only I can pull from you.”

Frank cried out again as his prostate was hit. He did it over and over again and frank felt his legs trying to give out. He pressed them against the wall in an attempt to hold himself up. The motion was relentless as he was pounded into. He worried that the glass was going to give way, but it never happened before. Frank could feel him getting close now. The way his fingers tightened on his hips. His movement starting to stutter. Frank’s cock was still squished against the wall when he felt a warm hand around it. He must have done something right because he never jerked any of them off. Frank reveled in the warmth the encased him. He worked hard not to push into it and just let the motion from behind propel him into his fist. His prostate was hit a few more times and that sent him over the edge. Frank splashed the walls with his cum as he was stroked till he was sensitive. Then the hand came up and fingers were pushed into his mouth. He cleaned them quickly and that must have set him off.

”Oh fuck Frankie!”

Frank was filled up to the point of cum dripping out of him and down his thighs. When he pulled out, Frank finally collapsed onto the floor. He was panting and sweating, his thighs covered in cum. Frank heard him stand up and the sound of his pants closing. He dared to look up at him and Frank saw he was smiling. He zipped up and crouched down.

”You were such a good boy Frankie. I will reward you for this day. You may go have a day with your friends. I will not call on you.”

”Th-Th-Thank you B-B-B”

”No no, don’t thank me. Besides I need the time to break in another boy.”

Frank looked up. He was surprised. He looked at Frank and chuckled.

”Oh honey, I know you wanted to be the only one and I did get rid of the other boys for you, but it does get boring and I like a little variety. Besides, if I like this one, you may have another playmate. I think it would be fun to watch you two together and then have you service me.”

He reached down and patter Frank on the head.

”I can always have my number one boy teach him a thing or two/ Maybe even take out his own frustration on him. Would you like that Frankie?”

Frank thought about it. All the times that he used him, not he was giving Frank the opportunity to take some of it back. Frank nodded quietly.

”Good, well it’s getting late and the bus should be here in an hour for after school programs. You better get dressed if you are going to make it.”

He stood and walked from the wall towards the door. Frank doesn’t know what possessed him, but he called out to him.

”Who is it, what’s his name?”

He turned back and smiled.

”Gerard. Bye Frankie.”

Notes

The next two chapter which are part of Operation Three will be just like this. Only one name will be known, the other(s) will remain a mystery. Have fun trying to figure them out. ^-^