Where's your heart?

A few minutes later Frank pulls away from my mouth and I sit back, giving him a chance to breathe and he smiles up at me and says "I think we should take a shower." I nod, climbing off the bed and as I reach back down Frank sits up and takes my hand, sliding off the bed and leading me from the room. Once the water is started I tug my shirt over my head as Frank reaches out and tugs my pants down, letting them fall to pool around my ankles and my still achingly hard dick springs free, throbbing a little as it hangs heavy infront of me and I see Frank lick his lips, his gaze fixated on my dick as he reaches out and wraps his fingers around it, stepping over into the shower and gently tugging me along behind him and once the cubicle door is closed he sinks to his knees and takes me into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the head before he slides down lower and I groan as my eyes slip closed, finally getting the contact I needed before I force them back open again to watch as Frank slides up and down my length, his cheeks hollowing out as he sucks and his lips are shiny and swollen from the all the kissing, looking amazing wrapped around me as he continues to work me with his tongue. A minute later I build up a little more confidence and I let my hands slide down to tangle in Franks now wet hair, gently clenching fistfuls to hold onto and Frank hums around me, increasing the pressure just a little and I groan as my hands tighten their hold, my toes curling and Frank groans around me at the feel of me pulling his hair which sends a shiver of pleasure up my spine. I tilt my head back, letting it rest against the wall as I let my eyes slip closed again and I feel Franks arms nudge at my legs, coaxing me to spread them a little more as his hand slides up to cup my balls, rolling them gently in his palm before he slides his hand up just a little more and I feel his finger trail around my hole like I did to him earlier and I tense up, feeling unsure again as Frank slides off my dick, sitting back on his knees to look up at me as he says "Can I try something?" "I don't know if I'm...." I tell him, feeling turned on but a little scared at the same time and Frank smiles softly as he says "Just for a moment? And if you don't like it I'll stop but I really think you might like it." I breathe out heavily, thinking it over before deciding to give in and trust him, nodding to give my answer and Frank smiles before kneeling back up and pressing a soft kiss to the head of my dick before he grips my hips and guides me to turn around so my back is to him, my hips being pulled back a little so I'm slightly bent and I lean in against the wall, my forehead resting against the cool tiles as my hands brace either side and just as I let my eyes slip closed, trying to calm myself down Franks hands grip my cheeks, pulling them apart slightly and I feel his warm breath wash over my flesh before his tongue swipes over my hole and my whole body tenses up and jerks, the sensation strange and Frank pulls back to chuckle, his hands still holding my cheeks apart and I take a deep breath before relaxing again and bending back how I was, taking another calming breath as Franks tongue licks over me again and after another few licks I start to realise why this is a thing, sparks of pleasure spreading through me and I lean back into it a little more, Franks tongue working me just right and I have no idea if it always feels this good or if it's just Frank but I decide it must be Frank as his tongue curls and a loud moan escapes me, my legs shaking a little as Frank reaches up and grabs at my elbow, pulling my arm down and once he can reach it he grabs my wrist and guides my hand back to take his position, holding my cheek in place and with his hand free he slides it around and starts stroking me again, the combination of his tongue working my ass and his hand working my dick sending me over the edge and I buck my hips forward and cum, splattering the wall and floor with it and when I'm done Frank sits back on his knees, smiling up at me as I turn to face him and something takes over me, my post orgasm haze fuelling me as I grab his arms and pull him to his feet before I wrap my hands around the back of his thighs and pick him up, his legs wrapping around my waist as I slam his back into the opposite wall, my mouth attacking his as his arms wrap around my neck tight and we make out heatedly under the hot water, the kiss slick and wet and a little too rough but neither of us seem to care, too caught up in kissing as I trail my hands around, touching Frank wherever I can reach and smiling to myself when he presses into my touch.

The next morning I wake up and roll over to see Frank still sleeping peacefully beside me and I let my eyes roam his naked upper body, the sheet slung low over his hips and I see the outline of his half hard dick through the sheet as I smile to myself, last night replaying in my mind and as my eyes trail back up to focus on the huge hickey I gave Frank last night I think about how I never thought I would go that far but I'm so happy I did, having loved every second of it and feeling a little excited for what will happen next time, every experience feeling new with Frank, like its my first time all over again. I glance over at the clock, seeing it's 9.30 and I decide to get up and make Frank breakfast, wanting to make sure he's taken care of and I let my gaze linger on his face again for just a second, my stomach twisting a little as I take in all the healing cuts and bruises, his eye still deeply bruised and swollen and I think about what could have happened, wondering if I would have ever recovered from that loss and I feel a single tear roll down my cheek as my chest tightens painfully at the thought. I take another minute, letting my fingers gently trail over his skin as I study his face again before I lean in and press soft kisses over all the little cuts and bruises littering his cheeks and forehead and Frank stirs a little, making a soft noise as he turns his head and I pull back, not wanting to wake him until he's ready and once he's settled back down I slide out of bed and leave the room, pulling the door closed and I make my way into the kitchen, digging in the cupboard and fridge for ingredients for pancakes, starting a pot of coffee too and just as I'm lifting the last pancake from the pan I feel Franks arms slip around my waist, his body pressed against my back as he groans softly and says "I was hoping for a morning cuddle but this is just as good." "Aww I'm sorry" I tell him as I sit the spatula down and turn in his arms, wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him to me and Frank melts into my chest, my hands slowly rubbing up and down his bare back before we pull apart and Frank takes a seat at the table while I bring over the pancakes and coffee.

After breakfast I clear the table before grabbing the box spare bandages and gauze the doctor gave us, sitting beside Frank and taking his arm and I carefully unwrap the bandage we put on hastily last night after the shower, the wrapping not the best and as I peel the gauze back my stomach flips, the large gash in Franks arm still shocking to see and I know it will leave a big scar, forever ruining the tattoos on that arm and after a long second Franks other hand reaches out to cup my chin and tilt my head up to look at him again. "You ok?" He asks softly and I smile and nod, swallowing hard before I reach out and grab the ointment, applying some to the gauze before securing it over the gash, not wanting it to get infected before I take a bandage and carefully wrap his arm, taking my time to do it right and once it's secured I lean down and press a soft kiss over the spot where the gash is, pulling back to see Frank smiling wide before he leans in and presses a soft kiss to my lips. "Thank you for taking care of me" Frank says and I smile a little wider as I say "Any time. I like having you here."

Notes