The Taste of Ink

It had been three weeks since Franks house , and we have been inseperable. Getting up for school had been the hardest. Between watching Frank getting dressed and random kisses it had slowed down my speed. During the three weeks Frank had met Mikey , mom and dad of course it all had gone well. Who couldn’t love the petite boy who blushed profusely and had a medolic voice? Currently , I had his hand in mine walking to my car. My mind drifted to the heated morning kiss we had shared at dawn. My cravings for him had gotten more lust induced. Sure , I enjoyed the cutesy cuddles and movies but my hormones have gotten to me. When we reached the car i pushed him against the hood of the Porshe. Some how I had gotten inbetween his legs. Not that i was compaining. His back was pushed flush against the hood of my car. His delicate fingers where tangled in my black locks. Our tongues played a battle of dominance , me winning eventually. He massaged his tongue against mine whilst pulling on my hair. I hooked my fingers into his uniform belt loops and pulled upward to my hips to satisfy the needed friction.
I desperately pressed my hips down onto his. He yanked on my hair harder then usual and softly rolled his hips up agaisnt mine. The friction caused me to moan into his mouth and pin his hips down to assert my dominance over him. I ground my hips into his extracting a breathy moan to come freely from his throat. I felt him smile behind the kiss and take a hold of my tie pulling me down. I was in mental haze , my head was extra ordinarily muddled by lust and compassion. I pulled away because i didnt want to fuck him on the hood of my car. But thats on the bucketlist. He sighed in content and blushed speculating my face. Gently he lent foward and panted a soft sweet kiss on my lips. Ii smiled and got off of him helping him up from the hood.
The drive back was filled with bad english teacher rants and arguments of the better superhero.
When we pulled into my driveway the sky had darkened to a deep ominous grey. Frank looked up beside me. He smiled up at the grey sky welcoming the storm with open arms.
“I live for thunderstorms.” he chuckled. “They’re so beautiful.” I smiled at him and enveloped his soft hand in mine. After our normal routine of eating with the family and cleansing our bodies we made our way to bed. We sat in complete darkness listening to the harsh rain falling from the heavens. A few strikes of lightnight illuminated my room accompanied by the boom of thunder. Frank stirred next to me and with a flash of lightning he was situated straddling my hips. His hot breath hit my neck which in re percussion my dick to harden slightly. He moved his ass slightly against my length making me increase in size. I placed my hands on his hips urging him to continue to ride my boxer clad cock. The rain harshly rapped against my windows the smell of rain wafted through the glass. The groans and moans that he emitted went straight to my dick.
Another strike of lightning lit up the room letting me see Frank. His eyes were filled with lust and his mouth opened slightly. I squeezed his hips gently , he lent down and kissed me with tongue and all. He pulled away only to suck on my bottom lip , a moan freely came from deep with in my chest. He pulled away suddenly running his fingers down my chest. At this point there was no longer an innocent Frank left. He lent down while pressing his ass against my dick harder.
“Can we continue what we started earlier?” he rasped in my ear , smirking against the skin of my neck. This night was getting better and better.

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