Frankie Baby

I sighed the next morning getting up. Last night with Frankie was amazing. It was like I actually got to see the real side of Frank , not an angry cover up. I learned he hated summer because it was way too hot and he hated wearing shorts. His giggle was so cute and feminine it made me want to giggle myself. I even had him sitting on my lap , which was one of the biggest pluses out of them all. I had to think of some pretty gross things to forget about him sitting directlly on my dick. When I held him infront of the ticket booth I could feel the heat radiating off of his small frame. His scent was , homey i guess, he really smelled like girly vanilla shampoo or something. I couldn’t get enough of the small gasp he let out when I pulled him to me. I wanted to hear him make more gasps. I chuckled and lit up a cigarette in bed. I didn’t just want to hear the cute little gasps , though. I wanted to make him moan. I wanted to feel his soft skin under my fingertips. I wanted to see him when he wasn’t so innocent. I breathed out the smoke and closed my eyes , tilting my head back. Fuck , the twinkle in his eyes last night , and the way he slowly blinked from time to time triggered so many dirty thoughts. I took a drag of my cigarette again. A low gutteral moan rose from my throat as my hand subconciously made contact with my engorged dick. I stroked once at the thought of Frank throwing his head back screaming in pleasure. I groaned and swiped my thumb over the head of my dick. Pleasure flowed through my body as I smeared pre-come over my hand. I almost came at the mental image of Frank looking up at me. He was looking up at me through his lashes like he’d done something wrong , with come running down his chin. I stroked myself at a faster pace , clutching my cigarette harder. Filthy images flicked through my brain of frank doing dirty things. Or Frank and I doing dirty things together. My body was on fire and with one last stroke i came , harder than i ever had. I almost dropped my burning cigarette on the bed.
“Fuck Frankie.” I moaned. My body felt boneless , and i took a deep drag of my cigarette attempting to bring myself back to earth. I groaned again in annoyance, running my fingers through my hair. What was the point of jacking off and coming , hard at that , to someone who didn’t even want to kiss you? Maybe I could hit some halloween parties tonight and get shitfaced to forget about this ever happened.
“What the fuck are you doing to me Frankie?” I muttered as i stubbed out my cigarette into the nearest ashtray. After I stumbled into the bathroom, turning on the shower to the coldest setting. After thoroughly freezing my ass off I dried myself and slipped on some jeans and a shirt with my jacket. My jacket was probably one of my prized possesions. Never have I once let anyone wear it. But that was surely going to change. I sighed and fixed my hair then slipped on my shoes. Quietly i stepped out of my house and wandered the steets. I kicked rocks and studied the cracks in the sidewalk. My breaths came out as little clouds. I wondered what it would feel like to wake up with Frank wrapped up in my arms. I looked up and saw that i stood at the entrace of the drive in. They were playing Frankinstien. I chuckled how it reminded me about Frank so I walked in. I scoured the lot and my heart dropped when ironically I saw Frank curled up in the corner seat. I smirked when I saw him shoving pieces of chocolate between his pink lips. His eyes unmoving from the large black and white screen. I laughed quietly and climbed up the bleechers and dumped myself into the seat next to him.
He snapped his head in my direction , his pretty eyes widening. I melted on the inside when a red blushed bloomed on his cheeks.
“W-what are you doing here?” he stuttered out quietly. Not to mention his stutter was possibly the fuckin cutest thing i’ve ever heard.
I laughed and slung my arm around his seat.
“May I ask what you are doing here sugar?” I added with a smirk. He blushed harder and averted his eyes to he chocolate he had in his hands.
“I-I..” he said softly. I wanted to hold him close to my chest at that moment and kiss his sweet lips. He looked so vunerable , curled up on the filthy red cushioned seats.
“Its m-my birthday.” he rubbed his tired looking eyes. Why was he here if it was his birthday? Shouldn’t he be with his perfect family? I furrowed my brow , I was genuinely concerned for him. I didn’t want him to be upset , or alone on his birthday for christs sake.
“Why aren’t ya with your family , sweetheart?” All he did was laugh humorlessly.
“What family?” he said quietly still staring at the chocolate before shoving a huge piece into his mouth. He blinked once , then a stray tear rolled down his red cheek. I was stunned , and my heart cracked at the sight of him crying. I couldn’t think of anything else because I certianly was not good with words. I leaned over and pulled him onto my lap , cradling him to my chest like I would protect him from anything. His soft hair tickled my neck and his body convulsed slightly. He clutched onto my shirt and cried silently into my neck , his shoulder shaking slightly.
“Dont cry sugar , i’ve got you baby.” I cooed. My heart finally broke in two when he looked up at me. His pretty eyes were slightly red and clear crystals were dripping from his eyes. I cupped his cheeks and wiped away the falling tears with the pads of my thumbs. Just hours ago I was jacking off to this beautiful boy , but now the thought of it made me feel horribly guilty.
“Ive been coming here since I was 13 you know.” he laughed again , a sniffle following.
He blinked again , some tears getting caught on the lense of his glasses. I wiped those tears away too. I stayed quiet letting him finish , my heart went out to him.
“I don’t know why i’m crying right now,” another laugh. “I was perfectly fine with spending my eighteenth birthday alone , it’s not like I havent been doing it for five years now.” his voice broke at the end , smashing the two pieces of my heart into small shards.
“You were never supposed to see me like this. especially you out of all people. My fucking crush.” His fingers tightened on my shirt , pulling himself closer to my face. He sighed and looked at my lips longingly for a second.
“If I give you my first kiss , will you promise me that it won’t be the biggest mistake i’ve ever made?” he whispered , his warm breath hitting my lips , almost like a tease. My previously broken heart had some how been magically repaired. It was beating so fast I wouldnt be suprised if he felt it under his palms. “I promise.” I croaked out , my voise raspy. I had never been nervous about a kiss in my life. But I was practically trembling under pressure now , it seemed like such a big commitment. I mean this was his first kiss. I couldn’t help but to feel honored to be the first person to kiss Frank.
He sighed and looked deeply into my eyes , as if he were trying to look into my soul. After a few seconds of staring he closed the ridiculously small space between our lips. The sensation that burst in my body was shocking. It was like firecrackers had somehow started going off , ignighting my skin in a frenzy of goosebumps. His lips tasted salty because of the tears but it was still pleasureable. The lips i had craved for were just as soft as I thought. The stupid cliche butterflies were slamming around in my stomach.After a few seconds he moved his lips against mine. A fresh , new , more aggressive wave of butterflies erupted. Hesitantly , I licked his bottom lip , praying he would open his mouth for me.
Reluctantly he opened his mouth up a small bit , allowing my tongue to slip into his mouth. When our tongues touched he made a sound from the back of his throat. The sound I cherished completely. He tasted sweet , from the chocolate and the salt on his lips was the perfect concoction. His kiss was slow , inexperienced but completely sensional. The softness and sweet demenor was completely different than anyother kisses I had ever. After a few minutes he pulled away panting slightly and blushing so hard it bridged over his nose. He looked at me nervously.
“Im sorry if that was bad..” he said quietly. He was wrong , completely wrong. The kiss was amazing , probably better than most girls ive ever kissed.
“It was , better than amazing Frankie baby.” I gushed. He smiled and looked down avoiding my gaze. I needed to feel his lips again. It was like a drug , like nicotine.Except Frank’s kiss was the rush of 10 cigarettes in one. I placed my fingers under his chin and pulled his head upward. I connected out lips again in the same softness. He giggled and smiled behind the kiss , causing me to do the same. He broke off the kiss again looking away smiling.
“Now , now don’t be shy.” I purred , kissing his cheek. He giggled and cuddled into my neck again.
“What does this make us?” he mumbled into my neck , hitting the most sensitive part. I had to bite back a moan.
“If you’d like , we could be boyfriends.” I laughed “Only if you want but..” I chuckled again , rubbing his thigh. “i would really , really appreciate it , if you’d be my boyfriend.” He giggled that adorable fucking giggle. “Sure you stupid face.” he buried his face into my neck deeper , I could clearly feel the warmth of hus cheeks burning my neck. “Happy birthday Frankie” I smiled and hugged him closer , knowing that Frank Iero was finally mine.

Notes

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