I'm a Bad, Bad Man

It was another long and lonely day without my Frankie. I wasn't allowed to go outside without permission. I wasn't allowed to open the door. I wasn't allowed to answer the phone, and i was not allowed to touch myself. All the rules meant nothing except for the last one. Frankie only made that rule because he said he wanted all of my pleasure. He was the only one allowed to make me cum. My cock twitched at the thought. Though I needed to be a good boy and make Frankie proud. Days seemed to get longer and longer without Frankie. Sometimes he worked until late at night when I had already gone to bed. I know Frankie didn’t work in some office job. Frankie was a charming and secretive man. He always told me, “Don't worry yourself, baby.” He’d huskily whisper into my ear. Next he would fuck me into the nearest surface until i forgot my own name. Frankie knew how to press every single one of my buttons. I lay on our bed with his pillow clutched in my arms. I bury my face into the pillow and breathe in his delicious scent. His pillow held four distinct smells, his cologne, cigarettes, the sweet musky smell of sex, and my favorite smell that was purely Frank Iero. His scent lingered in my nostrils and the butterflies in my stomach fluttered. I look over at the clock and it was nearly dinner time. Frankie still wasn't home. I sigh into the pillow and drag myself off the bed. My footsteps echoed on the hardwood floor. Everything was quiet as i got dinner ready. My normal routine while Frankie was gone, was to clean the house, clean myself, make dinner and wait. Those were the rules i set for myself. I would sit and daydream about when Frankie would come home… What he would do to me… I make vegetable stir fry and pour myself a glass of red wine while I'm at it. The meal doesn't take long and i grab two plates and set one in the fridge. The clock reads 9:30 and Frankie is still not home. I finish my meal and wash the single dish and fork. I grab my empty glass and refill it on the counter. I stand there and sip at my glass and stare out the window. I remember back to when Frankie and i met. I was sitting at the bar of a fancy hotel. I had gotten a drink after i lent my services to a rich man with a loose cannon. Easy money. I wasn't a prostitute, but an escort. The rich man’s name eludes me, but then again i tend to forget all of my customers names. I sat at the bar alone when i felt a hand on my lower back. I locked eyes with a man who had a gorgeous smile and slid into the seat next to me. “Excuse me, but I was wondering if you had an aspirin?” He asked me. He kept full eye contact with me and the corners of his mouth lifted up into a dazzling smile. “Oh-Oh I'm sorry, Mr., I-” I stumbled. Never had i been thrown off guard by a man’s charm. “The name is Frank Iero, and it's okay if you don't have that aspirin, I'm sure you can help me out some other way.” He smirked as i blushed, seeming to already know that i was under his control. Not only was his suggestion more than tempting, but his appearance and the way he held himself was all intriguing. His confident aura lingered off of him. “You like to get right to the point, don't you?” i whispered. We both leaned into our own private conversation. “I'm not one to dawdle. What’s your name, gorgeous?” “G-Gerard Way.” Not long after that we were in his hotel room and he was thrusting into me with a brutally slow, but rough pace. I moved when i could, meeting his thrusts. Frank would whisper such filthy things into my ear. He’d bring me to the brink of orgasm and pull back, licking my nipples and up to taste the sweat on my neck. I never let my customers leave a mark of any kind on my body, but when Frank bit down on my neck, i clawed at his back and demanded more. He started thrusting with a faster pace, stroking my leaking cock and when he bit down on my neck with a force hard enough to make me bleed, i came undone with a screaming orgasm. I left that morning sore, more than a dozen hickies, and a promise that Frank Iero would find me again. Now i was here at the house we shared, still yearning for his touch. My dick was painfully straining against my pants. Goddammit, why did Frank have to leave for so long? “Well, what do we have here? Is my baby having naughty thoughts?” Frankie’s arms snaked across my waist and kissed my neck. He's finally home! I whip around and throw my arms around his neck, our lips meeting in a crushing kiss. Our tongues danced and i thrust against him on accident, the action making me moan. “Hold on, darling,” I whined as he gently pushed me away, “I have something to show you.” He walked out of the kitchen and out into the hallway. I finished the last sip of my wine and watched as Frankie came back with a camera pointing at me. “What do you think?” He inquired as he got closer and began circling around me. I set my glass down and crossed my arms. “Frankie? Its a really big fucking camera.” This was not giving me the attention i needed and neither my dick or I was happy about that. “Oh, honey don't be mad. I was thinking we could have a little fun with this.” He brought the camera out of my face. Though Frankie was notorious for teasing, god did his looks make up for it. Today he was wearing a black suit, tailored to fit him just right and showing off his muscular physique. “Gerard, you're so damn beautiful. You know that, right? You deserve to have nothing but the best.” He caresses my cheek and i blush in return. “Baby, i want to film you with this camera, capture you in your most vulnerable state.” Frankie purred in my ear once more. He now had me pressed up against the counter. “Frankie. I don't know. What if someone got a hold of the tape? I don't think-” i was hesitant towards Frank proposition. Though, it didn't mean i wouldn't say yes. “Shhh, do you really think I'd let my babydoll be exploited like that? I would never let anything like that happen. What i want isn't any harder than your life before, and will please me tremendously.” He took my face in his hands and looked me straight in the eyes. “Baby, i want you naked on our bed, laying on your back, your hands above your head. I want to watch you cum from my hands only, to have it all on tape so that i may watch it when i please.” My stomach clenched at his words, my breath came out in pants, his own erection pressed against my thigh. “Wouldn't you like that? Do you want me to make you cum?” He smiled my favorite smile, and kissed me again. He already knew that he had me wrapped around his finger. I nodded and his smile got wider. “You know what to do, baby. Remember, no clothes and no touching yourself. Wait for me.” Frankie turned me in the direction of our bedroom and i was on my way. I fought myself to keep me from running and focused on keeping control of my breathing. Upon reaching my destination i removed all of my clothing and climbed onto the dark red comforter, excitement singing through my veins. This was the first time Frankie had brought a camera into the bedroom. Though i was still nervous about having my naked body on camera, what Frankie said about watching me whenever he pleased, convinced me to do this for him. Now when we were apart he would think of me and who he was missing at home. Frank enter the room with just his black slacks on, all of the tattoos on the upper half of his body on display. With camera in hand, he smiled with an exciting glint in his eyes and made his way to me. “Are you ready for this, gorgeous?” I nodded in response. With that Frank crawled up on the bed beside me and fussed with the camera, while he did this he said, “Remember to keep your hands above your head.” He warned. He set the camera on a stand and faced it so the camera had a full view of my hard cock and up my body. Frankie then lays next to me again and kisses me. He takes one hand and teases my nipple. His lips fall further down from my face, to my neck, down my shoulder, and to my chest where he takes my erect nipple in his mouth and teases the bud with his tongue and teeth. I moan and my hands grip the bed post. Frankie’s hand dances around my torso and to my stomach, teasing my happy trail. He touches everywhere but the places i really want his hand to be. I try to watch his hand rub up and down my thighs, getting closer to my cock but then moving away. I couldn't help but elicit soft moans at what he was doing to me. My body was on fire. He moaned with me as if i were doing this to him. “Am i making you feel good, baby?” He whispered. I answer with a whine and a thrust of my hips. “What? What do you want, sweetie? You gotta tell me what you want.” Frankie teased. “Please. Touch me. Touch my dick. I need it. Need you…” I gasped as he sank his teeth into my neck and growled. “Mmm, I love it when you beg.” His hand finally reaches down and wraps around my leaking dick, stroking me with a slow pace. I threw my head back while my spine arches. The room is starting to feel hot and i am sweating all over. “Yeah. Feel it, baby. Come on. Give it to me.” Frankie had the face of an angel but the mouth of a sinner. His words continue to wound me up and pleasure coursed through my stomach. I was gasping, my head reared back up as i saw his hand going up my hand tantalizingly slow. If he'd just go a little faster… “Faster… Harder. Please…” To my pleasant surprise, Frankie complied and picks up the pace and squeezes me harder. “Oh. Oh shit, god yeah.” My hips began moving with his. I hear Frankie chuckle and i bury my face in his shoulder. I love this. I love doing this with him. Pleasure was coursing through my body and my moans were getting louder. I no longer had control over my body. His thumb flicked over the tip of my cock, and moved at an amazing speed, pre cum spreading over my dick and helping the slide. I could feel the pleasure pool in my lower stomach and i knew i was close. “Gonna cum” I warned. If it all possible, his hand went faster and he started sucking on my neck. “Yes. Do it. Cum all over my hand.” Frank commands. The pull in my stomach got heavy and i let go with a cry of Frankie’s name. I kept thrusting in his hand while i ride out my sweet orgam. The pleasure seemed to go on and on, it runs all the way to my toes. I cum all over his hand and my stomach. i start to come down from my high, my hips rested on the bed and he slowly strokes me till i am spent. I whine as i start to get over sensitive and he shushes me as he take his hand off my dick. I feel his lips touch mine and his tongue sneak in my mouth. My lips move back and he gives me a slow, tender kiss. “Was that good, honey?” Frankie asks. “That was amazing, baby. Thank you.” i say while i cuddle into his warmth. I smirked when i feel his cock pressed against me and began kissing his neck. “I think it's my turn for an amazing orgasm.” Frankie states. I giggle and reach down to take off his pants. I couldn't wait to have him in my mouth… I look back at the camera and smirk. I had forgotten all about it.

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