Where's your heart?

Another two dancers go on while I'm waiting for Frank to come back and as I turn back around to ask Nicole if she knows when he's coming back out I see her talking to the girl with the clipboard from last time I was here before she turns and disappears to the back again and Nicole serves another customer before stepping over and saying "Gee would you be able to do me a favour?" "Yeah what is it?" I ask as I lean closer over the bar so I can hear her properly. "I need a box of cocktail napkins and stuff for back here and I can't leave long enough to go grab it, could you go get them for me?" She asks, pointing and giving me directions to the room down a hallway on the other side of the club. "I'll be right back" I tell her as I get up off the stool and make my way through the crowd, going over to the other side of the club and as I start walking down the hallway I count the doors, Nicole having told me the fourth one on the left and when I find it I open the door and take one step in, the room in darkness and as I reach out, fumbling around for the light switch a warm hand wraps around my wrist and I jump, letting out a surprised noise as the dim coloured light of the room clicks on and I see Frank standing in front of me wearing the heart shaped glasses. Before I can register what's happening Frank tugs me into the room and slams it shut behind me, clicking the lock on it before leading me over to the small couch in the middle of the room, pushing me to sit down and it's only when I'm seated that I actually regain my ability to comprehend what's happening and I look around, seeing the walls and ceiling covered in mirrors, reflecting the dim lighting around and Frank pulls me from my observation by clearing his throat, a small remote in his hand and he presses a button before throwing it aside and heart shaped glasses starts to play.

I look up at Franks face right as he starts to move, his hips swaying as he steps towards me and once he's standing close enough for me to reach out and touch he stops, his hips still swaying as he slides his hands down his slicked up stomach, popping open the button on his skin tight pants and I catch just a glimpse of the gold sparkly material of his underwear before he steps forward and sinks down into my lap, his knees bracing either side of my legs and he rolls his hips down against my thighs as his hand comes up to cup the back of my neck. "Frank" I pant out, my dick steadily filling out in my too tight jeans and just as I reach out to grip his hips and pull him in closer he slips back off my lap and spins around, backing down onto me again and as his ass grinds straight into my hardening dick he arches his back and leans his head back against my shoulder, turning to gently nip at my earlobe before he says "Makes me so fucking hot knowing you're watching me, I saw you from the stage, I saw you eye fucking me." "How could I not?" I growl back as my hands come up to grip his sides, Franks lips trailing down to latch onto my neck, sucking and making the skin throb with the rise of the hickey he's giving me. "You're so fucking sexy" I purr out as my hands slide from his sides around to his stomach, my palms slicking up as I slide them down lower. "Every guy out there wants you but they can't have you, only I can, only I can know that the way you work your hips like that is the same way you work them with my cock buried deep inside you" I tell him as my hands keep sliding down until they're inside his briefs, the slide of my fingers against his flushed dick easy with the oil from his chest and stomach. "Oh god......please" Frank whines out and that's all it takes, my hands slipping back out just enough to grip the waistband of both his pants and his briefs and I push them down as much as I can, freeing him from the thighs up and Frank groans in relief as his dick springs free, slapping against his lower stomach before coming back to hang heavy infront of him as I watch in the mirror across the room, not missing a single second of it and when I slide my hand down to wrap around it again Frank notices and he reaches up and slides the glasses onto the top of his head, our eyes locking in the mirror as we watch my hand work his length.

In what seems like no time at all Frank climbs out of my lap and discards his pants the rest of the way before helping strip me of mine, climbing back into my lap and as his lips meet mine his hands work on unbuttoning my shirt, pushing it half off my shoulders but leaving it on me unbuttoned and once his hands are resting against my shoulders Frank pushes himself up just a little, his hips shifting slightly before he sinks back down, the precum slick head of my dick slipping between his cheeks and he squirms around until it's pressed exactly at the right angle before pushing down again and I slip inside him, Frank taking me the whole way in in one steady movement. "Fuck" I pant out, one hand coming down to grip Franks hip and the other tangling in the back of his hair as I pull his mouth against mine, our tongues tangling together immediately. "So fucking hot" I murmur against his lips when we part for air and Frank bounces in my lap twice more before he kneels up, my dick slipping from him and as he climbs out of my lap I let out a whine of protest but he just smirks down at me before turning back around and lowering himself back into my lap how he was when he was giving me the lap dance, his back pressed to my chest and I grip his hips, helping guide him down onto my dick again and as soon as I'm buried inside him Franks hips start rocking back and forth like they were before only this time I'm inside him and the movement is blowing my mind, my toes curling with the effort of not cumming immediately. Frank shifts in my lap just slightly as he rocks forward again and as his hips shift back my dick grazes his prostate and his head drops back onto my shoulder as he clenches his eyes shut, the sluttiest moan I've ever heard him make ripping from his lips and I glance down at his face before I remember the mirrors and I look ahead, watching Franks whole body writhe in my lap, his dick bobbing around all flushed and full and the sight makes me feel even closer to cumming. "Frank" I groan out, Franks eyes snapping open again and as he sits back up a little he catches my eye in the mirror again and we both watch him work himself on my dick until it becomes too much for me to handle anymore and I grip his hips, bucking my hips up and driving myself deeper inside him as I half stand, taking Frank with me and I spin us around, bending Frank over the side of the couch before I straighten up fully again and I keep my grip on his hips as I start fucking into him with everything I have, the music having stopped ages ago so the only sound in the room now is Franks needy whines and moans and broken pleas and both of us panting harshly as we fuck towards our orgasm. I keep snapping my hips into Frank over and over again and when I glance up I see Frank is staring straight ahead into the mirror on the other side of the room, watching me work behind him and as we lock eyes that's what it takes to break me, my hips snapping forward one last time and I start to cum, filling Frank up with every spurt that erupts from me while one hand slides in and strokes him hard and fast, bringing him undone too and when I'm done cumming I remain buried deep inside him as he starts to cum, his muscles clenching around me and making me feel amazing.

After Frank and I manage to regain control of ourselves again we hastily pull our clothes back on before collapsing onto the couch together, Frank curled up against my side and I hold him close as he says "So glad you fell for the plan." "Plan?" I ask, wondering what he's talking about and he chuckles and says "Yeah, the important box Nicole needed" and I start to laugh as I say "To be honest, I forgot all about that," making Frank laugh too. We fall back into silence again for a minute until something beeps in Franks pocket and he pulls out a pager and says "Shit, my second dance is up in a few minutes, this took longer than I thought." "Is that a bad thing?" I ask, raising my eyebrow at him and he smiles and says "No amount of time spent fucking you will ever be enough" making me blush a little and Frank giggles before adding "On the plus side I have to go out and dance for all those guys full of your cum." I feel my dick twitch again at the mention of that and I pull Frank closer into my side before saying "You're all mine now," pressing a heated kiss to his lips before we both stand and leave the room, Frank making his way to the other backstage entrance while I go back out into the bar and when I sit back on my barstool Nicole takes one look at me and says "Where's my napkins?" Both of us laughing until they call Franks name a moment later, my head turning to see him strut out on stage but I can tell he's not walking right and as he steps fully into the stage lights I see he didn't bother to fix up his hair, the strands sticking out in all directions from our fast frantic fucking and a few seconds into his dance Nicole says "Kat will flip her shit if she sees him dancing bruised up like that" making me take a closer look and I see bruises forming on his hips in the shape of my fingers, making my stomach flip again as I think about how right now his ass is full of my cum too.

Notes

Feeling especially bummed out about the Frank show I was supposed to see in October today : ( but also thankful for the fact that everyone is ok and on the mend and plan to play/tour again