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Pairing: Barkeep!Andy Barber x Reader x Barkeep! Frank (Endings, Beginnings)
Summary: You’re ready for your closeup with Andy and Frank.
Part 11 of The Bar AU. Read the previous part, Open The Bar.
Word count: 2.5K
Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Read at your own risk. EXPLICIT. This has Everything: bi-sexual threesome. Porn with a lil bit of plot, toys, spit play, anal play, Daddy kink, boys kissing, oral sex all around, degradation kink, rimming, masturbation, double penetration, slapping, safe words, praise kink, tea bagging, breeding kink.
A/N: I don’t want to go back to work. Like panic attack level of don’t want to go back. It helped to write this. Thanks @ysmmsy. Please heed the warnings, but if you’re cool with them and you enjoy it, let me know what you think!
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You were only upside down for a couple of minutes, but the rush from being placed down in the middle of Andy’s apartment was heady. Or maybe it was being there with Frank and Andy again. You had not been there since you left them almost a year ago.
You turned around slowly, taking in the space. It was the same, but different. While you turned, your boys looked you over and then glanced at each other.
“Are you still sure you want to do this?”
Andy’s deep voice greeted you as you turned back towards him. You smiled slyly and walked toward him.
“You two started it a few minutes ago. You’re not backing down are you?”
You stopped short of touching Andy and looked from him to Frank.
“Backing down from what, Baby Doll?”
“From making me feel what I’ve missed for the last 10 months. From making me your fucking cum hungry cockwhore like I said..”
Your look made Frank’s eyes water and his cock throb. You turned back to Andy.
“I want to feel you for days.”
“Fuck.”
Andy breathed it low and slow, but as you palmed his dick through his leather pants, there was no mistaking his need. Frank came up behind you and kissed your neck, running his hands up and down both of you. Andy looked at you both and gulped.
“Let’s go to the bedroom, Sweetheart. We’ve got some things to show you.”
Andy turned and grabbed your hand as Frank walked closely behind you.
The bed was the same king sized you used to sleep in; everything was basically the same, but as you looked around the room, you saw a couple of toys and lube laid out on the dresser. This was getting real.
Your eyes must have been wide, because Frank spoke in soothing tones.
“We don’t have to use any of those things, we could just hold you…”
You stamped your foot like a naughty child.
“If you don’t stop teasing me…”
“Don’t be a fucking brat!”
Andy’s command made you whimper. Fuck. Daddy Andy was back, and you loved it. He grabbed your face and turned it toward him roughly.
“You’ve been teasing us for weeks. Tonight, we’re all going to get what we want. No going back.”
You were scared and thrilled all at the same time.
“Safe words? Do you remember them?”
You nodded your head, his grip still so tight, the inside of your cheeks rubbed against your teeth. He released you.
“Good girl.”
That phrase had you dripping anew.
“What are they?”
“Sunshine and Rain.”
Andy grinned at you and then behind you, but you didn’t turn because Andy had you in his spell.
“Now go get that ass on the bed, back against the headboard.”
“Yes Daddy.”
The way you said in that small voice made Andy rush to get his pants off. You now looked over to Frank to see that he was fully naked and fully erect. He approached you on the side of the bed and you grabbed his cock, jerking it, spitting on it and immediately putting it down your throat as Andy watched you.
“Holy shit, I forgot how nasty you were, Baby Doll.”
Frank was looking down at you in admiration. He leaned back and closed his eyes.
“I remember that you said you wanted to suck my soul out, but damn!”
You felt the bed dip as Andy came up on the other side of you, but you were busy deep throating Frank. Your throat was making lewd sounds as you fucked your mouth on his cock
“That fucking sound! I need some of that gluck gluck too, Sweetheart.”
You smiled up at both of them, chin wet with saliva as you leaned over and blessed Andy while jerking Frank off.
“Holy shit that mouth. I’ve missed it so so much.”
Andy was moaning as you struggled to take his entire cock in your throat. You pulled off and dripped saliva all over the bed as you spoke.
“I’ve missed your cocks stretching my throat out. Y’all got me out here thirsty.”
You kissed Frank’s tip and then put both of them in your mouth. You moaned around them as Frank grabbed Andy’s head and kissed him. Your boys were so sexy.
You hadn’t noticed that Andy had brought the long pink wand vibe to the bed, but you sure did when Frank placed it against your clit on the outside of your panties.
Andy pulled your breasts free of your top, causing you to spill out and at first pinched your nipples lightly, and then as you started to moan louder, he tugged and roughly kneaded them. That sensation, along with the wand on your clit made you cum for the second time, squirming under the assault of the vibe. You moaned loudly, causing Frank to groan and Andy to pulse a little pre cum down your throat.
“Take it. You don’t want to be teased right? Take it like a woman.”
Frank held the wand to your soaked clit for a few more seconds, prolonging your orgasm, and then gave you a reprieve when he saw fit.
“Good girl. What’s your word?”
You licked them both clean and leaned back and widened your legs, ready for more.
“Sunshine,” you said with a smile. Then, you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out, giving them the opportunity to slap your mouth and face with their cocks.
“Look at you, face all ruined because you’re sucking two dicks at once. You like that? Such a fucking slut.”
You nodded enthusiastically.
“Yes Daddy.”
Then you gently tugged them closer and started alternatively sucking their balls, your moans sending shivers up their spines. Andy grabbed Frank’s head for a kiss and Frank started jacking Frank’s cock as you sucked his sack.
“Are you gonna fucking cum in my hand and all over Baby Doll’s face? You’re my cum slut too, aren’t ya, Andrew?”
You could have cum again as Andy whimpered in Frank’s grip. Suddenly, Frank stopped and swiped Andy’s head clean of pre cum, then thrust his thumb into your mouth.
“Better yet, I want you to suck my balls while Andy fucks you.”
Frank looked down at you.
“We only cum inside you tonight. Gonna fill you up.”
“Please…” You whimpered.
Andy pulled you off of the bed so that you could finally be rid of your dress. He laid you down across the bed and leaned down between your wide spread legs. You were oh so ready to be penetrated.
“Wait!” Frank’s interjection stopped the show.
“I need to taste. Both of you.”
You leaned up on your elbows and watched as Frank sucked Andy off deep and slow, and then stroked him as he leaned down and licked a long, filthy stripe from one end to the other of your slit.
“Fucking hell. So good. Can’t wait to taste our cum drip out of you.”
Andy was a little unsteady as he came back to you, climping up as he hooked your knees in his hands and brought them up to your armpits.
He lined up at your pulsing cunt and dipped in shallowly, teasing you slightly, although you wouldn’t dare say that again tonight. You looked up to see Frank jacking his dick above you and then your eyes rolled back into your head as Andy sunk his long thick dick between your pussy lips and into your tight canal.
“Oh my god, Frank. She’s so tight. So fucking tight….”
His voice broke and trailed off as Andy dropped his head into the hollow of your neck. You could only utter short whimpering screams in your throat as you teabagged Frank. You watched his hand start to stutter as the sight of Andy wrecking you was getting him too close. He stopped and shifted up to the head of the bed as Andy pulled out and then started fucking you from behind.
“Fuck yes!”
Andy pounded you into Franks balls as you licked him, your tongue occasionally slipping and teasing his hole. Then you deep throated him.
Frank let out a shout and then he pulled away, pulsing a little precum down your throat, but not giving way fully.
“Naughty girl.” Frank slapped your face lightly. “You were trying to get me to cum, weren’t you?”
He grabbed your neck as Andy started pounding mercilessly. His grip tightened and you saw stars.
“Word?”
“Sun….fuck. Shine!”
You croaked as you came around Andy’s cock, milking him for all he was worth. He slipped out of you, semi-hard and gllistening with your combined slick, the first to cum inside you. You collapsed and watched as Frank sucked your juices off Andy and your heart grew two sizes as you witnessed the look on Andy’s face as he carded his fingers through Frank’s hair. Your heat felt light.
Frank stopped, kissed Andy, winked at you and then went to get the biggest butt plug you’d ever seen. It had to be at least four inches long, thick at the base and tapered. Your eyes were huge as you watched Frank lube it up.
Andy was cooing in your ear now, massaging and playing with your nipples again. Frank came near and smiled at you. You nodded and spread your legs as Frank toyed with your clit with his thumb. You closed your eyes and groaned as the the pink butt plug got inserted, Andy watching and licking his lips. It felt huge, but it wasn’t as big as either of them.
“Remember when I said I wanted to fuck you? Well, I want to fuck you like this.”
And Frank slid inside you, pushing Andy’s cum along the way, your passage slick, but still snug.
“Fuck, how?” Frank asked the air. “How are you still so fucking tight?”
“Cause she’s our good little cumslut, aren’t you Sweetheart?”
Andy looked down at you as he held your legs open for Frank. All you could do was moan, because you were feeling full with Frank and the plug inserted. You reached for Andy and started sucking his cock, loving having all of your holes filled.
Andy read your mind.
“Oh, but you’re greedy aren't’ you? You love this don’t you? You’re in heaven. Something in each hole? Do we need a third, Frank?”
Your body involuntarily clenched down at that thought. Frank chuckled.
“She’s a greedy little slut alright. She loves it Andy. But let’s just stick with the toys for now.”
They both leaned down and started kissing you, all tongues intertwined obscenely. You tugged on their hair as they feasted on you. Then Andy and Frank kissed as Frank pounded his cum into you.
You panted and fingered your clit as you watched the boys kiss and play with each other after Frank pulled out. You felt insatiable. They noticed, and then Andy slapped your hands away, flipping you over, ass up. Someone slipped the plug out and then they both took turns licking your sloppy slit and eating your ass as they watched you squirm.
Then, you felt the lube at your back door. You shivered from the cold, and from anticipation.
“I want this first.” It was Andy
“That means I get that sloppy pussy again.”
Frank was back to hard and grinning at you. You never wanted anything so much in your life.
You moaned and arched your back, ready for the attack. You tensed a little because of how big Andy was, but he reached around for your clit as he put the huge tip of his dick inside your ass. He circled two fingers around your plucky nerve endings as you watched Frank jacking off. It inspired you push back onto Andy and he slid home, the stretch uncomfortable at first, but becoming pure pleasure as you saw the look on Frank’s face, eyes dilated, mouth agape.
“You’re a goddess, beautiful.”
Frank kissed you as Andy thrust shallowly, then more fully as Frank scooted under you to enter your cunt. Andy stopped as Frank stuffed himself into your now even tighter channel, being full of Andy on the other side.
“Ooooohhhhhhhh.”
You sighed and leaned back against Andy.
“How’re you feeling, Sweetheart?” His deep, soft voice was like velvet as you started moving slowly.
“Full. So full. Like I’m full of... Sunshine.”
Andy grasped your waist while Frank held your ass cheeks apart for Andy. Your sounds were everything.
“Look like a fucking angel.”
Frank was in awe of you.
“So fucking good for us, love.”
Andy kissed your shoulders as they rocked you between them, giving you the most pleasurable sensation you’d ever known. They were right. You were greedy.
“More, give me more, harder. Please!”
You were begging for them to ruin you, and your wish was their command.
“You like our cocks inside you at once?”
“Want us to use your holes for our pleasure?”
“Does it make you feel good to be fucked by our big dicks?”
“I can feel you fluttering around me? Are you close?”
“Jesus, your ass is fluttering too? You liked being fucked in this glorious ass, Sweetheart?”
“You like it when I’m fucking this sloppy, beautiful cunt?”
“You were made for us, darling.”
“You’re ours…”
Their incessant praise helped lifted you higher. And the realization that everyone was here for the same reason, love, made your heart shatter as you came, more intensely than you ever had in your life, being held by the men that you loved. Your cries commingled in the echoes of Andy’s apartment.
Andy was holding you on the bed, cleaned up a little by a warm washcloth as Frank went to run you a bath.
“I love you,” He whispered, as he stroked your arm.
“I love you too.” You had never stopped
“Thank you.”
You leaned up. “For what?” Andy just smiled weakly and then stand up and lift you off the bed to take you into the bathroom.
“I can walk!”
You protested when he put you down.
“You sure?” replied Frank as you teetered on your feet. They had ruined you, but you just jutted up your chin and let him help you into the tub. You raised your eyebrow as Andy went to the shower.
Frank made sure that the bath was just the right temperature as Andy started to get clean. You sank down into the steaming water as he sprinkled epsom salts for you.
“Thank you, Frank.”
He leaned over and tilted your chin up, giving you a gentle kiss.
“Anything for you. I love you.”
You smiled wide at him.
“I love you too, Frank.” It was true. And you were happy. Now go join Andy. And give me a show.”
Frank raised his eyebrow at you and gave you a wink as he joined Andy in the shower, reaching for him. You ran your hands over your used and satisfied body as you watched the men you love love each other.
Thunder claps, lightning strobes the clouds, but you and Frank aren’t worried about the storm as he drives through the empty streets. Getting to know one another, having a good laugh before the sky opens up. Wind’s getting a little aggressive, rustling the branches of the trees along the roads, pushing and shoving at his car roaming through darkness. Gazing out the window you miss the stars lost behind the incoming storm. You’re having way too much fun with Frank though, finding out that you guys have way more in common than you thought. Still so much you have to learn about the man, the myth, but you can’t ignore the tingling sensation budding in the pit of your stomach. You’re smitten as fuck, falling for the sound of his silly laugh, the way his cool eyes fall down on you when he gets a chance to look away from the road. The way you wanted to run your fingers through his fluffy hair as he spoke about whatever. Your heart ached, because already you wanted more but you had to play it a little cool. Besides, on top of all of that, you can’t get gooseneck out of your brain; you have to find out the what, how, why of it all. How did someone so oddly lame as her, get a dude as cool, as smokin hot as this? That’s all you could wonder as he tells you his stories, compliments your taste in music, laughs at your jokes. Gooseneck didn’t deserve!
“So,” you smirk over at him, ready to get in his ass about her, “I know something you don’t know I know about you Frank.”
Who is totally confused by all of that. “Wait…” he takes a second to register, “you’re saying you know something about me?”
You try not to laugh, play serious. “Mmmhmmm. Sure do…and I find the info quite fascinating. You’ve got some explaining to do.”
Frank pinches his brow, grins. “Oh. Well what’s that then.”
Angling your body towards him, you fold your arms and tell him, “You used to date a girl I kinda…deal with…”
His brow pinches a little deeper, taking a minute to think but then it hits him, Frank rolling his head back with a goofy grin, like why would you bring her up.
“Oh.”
That’s all he says.
“Oh? That’s it?”
He gets what you’re trying to get at, indecisively shrugging his shoulders, unsure how to explain it in a way that you’d understand. “She was cool once.”
But you can’t even recollect a time she was an ounce of cool. So who the fuck is he talking about?
“…cool? Are we talking about the same girl?”
Frank cuts his eyes as he turns his head to look at you. “Why yes we are. Too young to know any of the other women I’ve dated.” He can’t fight the sarcastic half smirk that pulls at his hairy cheeks. You can’t fight the dramatic eye roll he deserves for that comment.
“Ooooh excuse me.” You mock him as he chuckles at his lame joke. “First of all, I’m three years younger than you max. Gooseneck’s at least five years younger than—,”
“Gooseneck?! Is that what you call her?!” Frank cuts you off, busting out laughing at the ugly nickname you and your best friend created. Facepalm. You totally slipped up. “Oh my god…and now I can’t unsee it! Holy shit that’s fucked up but so damn funny!” He slaps his hand against the steering wheel, tears in his wrinkled eyes he can’t stop laughing.
“Oops. You really weren’t supposed to know that. That’s like mad inside information.” Your bestie would murder you if that name got out, and especially because you told her ex boyfriend. Got way too comfortable.
“Well remember what I said about dirty little secrets? Yours is safe with me.” Frank winks with a bite of his lip, still laughing at her secret identifier, and you resist fidgeting in your seat when you feel that little tickle between your thighs.
“So how did you two even meet?” You get back to the conversation at hand and ignore your raging hormones.
“One of her friends buys weed from me,” Frank glances over for reaction and smiles, “tale as old as time.”
Of course. “‘Friends’,” you air quote with a snide chuckle, “why doesn’t that surprise me. Man the way she looooved to rub it in everyone’s face that she was talkin to some cool older guy who didn’t go to our college, so mature and had money bleh…” you gag, hearing her annoying ass voice in your head, “loved talking about her man Frank blah blah blah…”
Now you’re just runnin your mouth. Frank hums to that bit of information, unsure if he should justify it with an answer. Okay sure, she loved to talk about him, but she wanted him for nothing more than his image and social status he would come to find out down the line. Not like he was looking for anything serious in the first place but to be used by some young, selfish, insecure girl? Frank chalked all that bullshit up to a momentary lapse in judgement. Also, she liked to spend her money on him, and brought him all sorts of business with her stuck up friends. Eventually their relationship became strictly transactional. Thunder roars louder and louder to the point you’re wincing a bit, but there’s still no rain. Frank drives around looking for an open convenience store. You didn’t like how quiet he got just now, afraid you struck a chord but you can’t read his face focused on the task at hand.
“Sooo…” you felt like you had to break the tension, distract your nerves, “did you really cheat on her or...”
The car comes to a roll stop at a four way crossing where he abruptly shifts the car into park. Startled, you sit up in the seat as Frank unbuckles his seatbelt and faces you. He wanted to look you in the eye when you answer his question.
“Well after the few hours of getting to know me, and what you already know of her, what do you think?”
But you already know. You just wanted to hear what he had to say about the situation. Get his side of the story but since he wants to play your game, you’ll go along. Flickering your sultry gaze up and down his slender front, you assess Frank to fuck with him.
“Mmm…you don’t seem like the cheating type I guess…”
“You guess?” The bridge of his nose wrinkles.
You shrug a shoulder. “Hey, looks can be deceiving homie.” Because come on…dudes, right?
Frank is appalled, slowly drawing out the question, “Sooo I look like a cheater? Wow…”
You never mind him, continue on with your answer. “Buuuut she’s crazy…I do know that and by the looks of it, you’re probably like…the best guy she’s ever dated aaand she’s a little insecure so…her flippin shit seems more realistic…”
He noticed what you said, how easily it rolled off your tongue. “…best guy?” The corners of his lips twitch.
A chuckle bursts from your smiling lips when you realize you’ve slipped up again. “I mean I assume…” you deflect rolling your eyes at Frank’s wiggling brow. Maybe you are a little faded. “She has a shit track record when it comes to dudes. But you seem decent enough.”
Frank takes your compliment with a flattered grin, switching the car back into drive. “Oooh…ok.”
Neither of you say anything else about her…or them…or your comment, so you guys drive in silence until he finds an open 7-Eleven, asking if you want anything before he hops out the car. You could use a snack, so you ask for a bag of Doritos. It’s beginning to drizzle. Give it about five minutes and the sky will really open up. As soon as he hit the door to the empty store, your phone rings. Your bestie on the other end sounding mad irritated.
“We have a problem.”
You didn’t even have to ask, you already know. You sigh, slouch down in your seat. “Fuck…”
“Yeah. Someone at the party told her they saw you guys leaving together. She’s fuckin livid.”
Cutting an annoyed glance out the passenger window, you shake your head. Why should you even be worried that her ass is mad if he’s a free agent. She’s just mad you guys found your way to each other despite all her efforts.
“Ok so what.”
She knows you don’t care but she’s not having the drama tonight. Not after the way gooseneck charged her up over your disappearance when she didn’t even have a clue. Yeah it shouldn’t be any of her damn concern, but she’s a messy bitch who loves to make a big deal out of nothing. Hence her demise with Frank in the first place. Some people never learn.
“Ok so where are you so I can run fuckin interference she’s like trying to hunt you down, blowing up my phone and shit.”
Frank’s at the register, jumpy, the patter of raindrops quickens against the hood of his car. He keeps checking on you, the weight of the rain, back over his shoulder.
“At a 7-Eleven with Frank. Night’s been interesting so far...” You peer up into the night sky, watching the lightening shoot through the darkness, rain patting even harder. Storm’s arrived just before he could make it safely back to the car. “Look, I’m not worried about ol gooseneck. This ain’t even her man anymore. Tell her go be mad at a brick wall for all I give a fuck.”
You’re sure he isn’t worried about her ass either, the way he’s been looking at you all night but here she is, buggin over what. Nothin, with her goofy ass. You’re over it, over her, and so is your bestie.
“Well I got your back sis. Better let man up in them guts.”
That’s not even your end game but you get her sentiment. If being around him was gonna put you in some dumbass bullshit like this, might as well make it worth your while and it better be fuckin worth it. Frank’s got the goods and returning to the car, trying to pull the collar of his jacket over his head some to shield him from getting wet.
“I’ll hit you when I get home.”
Damn near 2 a.m. and a torrential downpour is hitting the city. You reach over to open the door for him but by the time he’s back inside, he’s drenched with a big smile on his face. Out of breath and brushing his wet hair back with tired laughter, Frank sits the bag down to get out of his wet jacket.
“Fuck can’t believe it’s raining like this.”
He smells like rain and his hair’s all curled up and cold as you’re pulling out beers and snacks, softly but deeply inhaling him in. You didn’t want to forget.
“Feels like it came out of nowhere. Here.”
Hands are in motion, twisting caps and opening plastic bags, gripping cool glass and making room to get comfortable. No reason to be in a rush. Sheets of rain cloud the town. Frank turns the key to keep the music playing as the windows start to fog. You’re thirstier than you realized as the ice cold brew prickles your mouth alive. The bitter hops feels good washing over your tastebuds. Sighing as you swallow you relax your back against the door and smile at the next song coming on.
Frank takes a big swig from the bottle and smiles as well, noticing your whimsy smile from the corner of his eye; it’s been ages since he’s heard this song and it fit perfectly with the ambiance of this night. The same warm fuzzy feeling stirs you both up uncomfortably switching in your respectable seats. You both try to drink the feeling away, calm your accelerated heartbeats. Nervous glances and smirks. Chris Cornell serenading the awkward moment. Probably the quietest you guys have been most of the night.
Frank’s still mulling over what you said about gooseneck and now he’s curious about a lot of things. Mostly about what she said but also, how he knew of you because of her. Now that he thinks about it, Frank had heard about you as well. Sometimes when he was near her and her group of friends, your name was dropped enough for him to inquire who you were. After Frank asked about you, she never mentioned your name again. That just made him more suspicious.
“Well…I guess I should tell you that I know about you too…”
You rest your head back on the window with a small smirk. “I don’t know if that surprises me.”
“Why’s that.”
“She talks a lot of shit about a lot of people…about me…”
“I noticed…” Frank takes another drink from his bottle as his gaze flickers down your front. “So if she talks shit about everyone, what would she say about me?”
Man, so many stories rush you. Where do you even begin? Does he want pre break up or post break up? Does he want when she was madly in love with him or when she was annoyed and thinking about dumping him. So many to choose from…unfortunately all you can really focus on is how she bragged about how good the sex was. Damn hormones. But she did talk about their sex life quite a bit and if he knew that he probably wouldn’t like that. So you keep it simple.
You wave a hand with an awkward eye roll shoulder shrug. “All sorts of things. Such a good boyfriend, so cute so sweet,” you drone dryly against the lip of your bottle, words echoing inside the glass, “all the dates and the parties…yada, yada…” a wave of brew crashes over your tastebuds, “you know, typical puppy love bullshit…”
Frank can’t believe it’s been all good things though, especially not there towards the end when she really started trippin, accusing him of fucking other girls when he barely wanted to be bothered with her. He can be careless, a little loose sure, but he’s far from a cheater. You didn’t answer his question though.
“Thought you said she talked shit…”
You and Frank mischievously grin. Lightning cracks up above. He wanted the dirt and felt like you’re the one to dish it all. And as much as you couldn’t stand the girl, you feel a little weird about spilling.
“You seriously want me to tell you every bad thing she’s ever said about you.”
That’s how you knew they were in trouble. She started to mention him less. Whenever anyone asked her about him, she shrugged away the question. Everything about him was so annoying. And before everyone knew it, he became a ghost.
“Yeah why not.” Thunder rolls and the rain picks up outside. “Nothin but space and opportunity.”
Staring at his audacious grin, you mull over your thoughts, shaking your head at him and his request. Frank challenges you to say something with a tiny lift of his arched brow. Looks like you’re about to air out some of her dirty laundry.
Frank nudges with a nod of his bearded chin. “Hit me with the worst.”
The worst? First thought? You pop open your mouth, but then smack your lips and shutup, shaking your head some more as you chug your beer. Oh you can’t tell him that…
“What? Come on…seriously.” Frank nudges again with a lighthearted laugh scooting closer across the seat. “Tell me. I’m a big boy I can handle it.”
You snort at his flirty wink and sigh. Maybe he won’t take offense…but when you heard her say it, you knew she was being extra as fuck.
“Ok fine Frank,” you scoff bucking your eyes up as you muster up the balls to confess, “once she said that she knew you were a dirty fuckboy by the way you ate her pussy…” you heave another heavy sigh, really hate reiterating her bullshit, “that she should’ve known then that you would cheat on her…”
Gooseneck didn’t know what she was saying half the time she was running her mouth to whoever would listen. She just loved to be the center of drama, and no one was safe from the shit she talked. You both grow quiet as the words settled on y’all’s ears and you’re too afraid to meet his gaze. You’ll never forget the way your best friend had to keep you from cussing her out you were fed up by all the shit she had been saying about him. Somehow you always knew she was lying on this dude and he was no one to you. Gooseneck stay needing to be checked and one day…man one day, you’re going to.
“What else.” Frank wanted to hear more. Didn’t know why but…he just had to know. “Come on.”
“Ugh,” you groaned resting your head back against the fogged glass, “I mean, towards the end, I guess when she swore your ass was doggin her out Frank, it was just a lot of name calling.” Anxiously you pick at your wilting beer label, sighing and rolling your eyes picturing her long necked ass anytime she said, “Whore, piece of shit, asshole…suddenly you were boring and an addict. She didn’t want any part of your drug money. Scumbag drug dealer…whatever…” You didn’t want to talk about it anymore. Fuck that bitch.
Frank read that it bothered you, her talkin shit about him like that and he can’t help but wonder, “you’re mad about all that…why…?” You really didn’t know him, never met him, so why did it matter to you?
“Because she knew what is was from jump. What you do, how you live. Even if you did actually cheat, if she suspected that could happen, then why all shit? Why waste your time? Hers? She hyped you up for months and then bad mouthed you off her paranoia. Her crazy ass insecurity…” Realizing you unintentionally popped off just now, how loud you just got, you take a deep breath and chill, grab another beer and still avoid Frank watching you silently stew. You twist the cap off and take a huge gulp to calm down. Ice cold beer cooling your hot head. “She’s stupid…fuck her…”
Frank faintly grins at you avoiding his narrowed eyes, try to get back to the cool girl he met back at the party. Before you knew who he was. Before the common knowledge was shared that you guys knew the same pain in the ass girl. You’re cute when you’re mad, he must admit, but even cuter that it’s over him.
“You must really dislike her. Attitude and nickname given and all…”
You have to laugh. “Is it that obvious?”
“A little.” Frank huffs a chuckle along with you, then finishes his drink.
“She never wanted us to meet.” You purposely let that slip. You wanted him to be aware of that tidbit.
The quiet hiss of bottle cap cuts through the air. “She said that?”
You shake your head, swallowing. “Everyone in her little ‘crew’ either has seen or met you before. Not me…”
Frank’s a little surprised by that, thinking back to see if that’s true and as far as he can remember, yeah…guess that’s true. He can see why she kept you guys apart. You’re more his type than she was, get along better than they ever did. The chemistry’s ever so present. If Frank did get to know you back then then yeah, maybe he would have cheated on her.
“So we were destined to meet tonight it seems.”
The sweet tenor in his voice, that’s what drew your inquisitive stare back to his smolder. With your bottle back at your lips you take another long sip, reading the intent in his weighted focus. Those cloudy blue eyes are loud and clear. Frank’s into you.
“So it seems…”
This storms seems never ending, streams of rain water flow down the cloudy windows. Specs of drops reflecting the lights off the building through the cool glass. It’s getting hot…and you two haven’t stopped longingly gazing into each other. Breaths slow and shallow. Your grip around your bottle tightens. Frank’s drawing closer, gradually licking his bottom lip with his fat tongue.
“Glad we met.” He whispers, anxious to meet your lips now that you two are acquainted. Frank takes your breath as he sucks you in, softly holding onto your bottom lip and your cheek. He’s so gentle, affectionate, nibbling at your skin before he slips his tongue into your mouth. Swiftly you’re in his lap, locking your fingers into his damp hair as you whimper and moan. His strong hands along your spine press you closer to his wet shirt. His beard sluggishly burning your chin and nose as your kissing grows hungrier and hungrier. Chemistry so raw between you guys are grinding harder into one another. You’re more than glad you guys met.
“Fuck,” you weakly sputter into his puckered lips, finding his dick ever so thick and present right between your thighs. “Shouldn’t be kissing you like this.”
You really fuckin shouldn’t. Probably breaking some imaginary girl code you’re a unaware of by doing so.
“Maybe not,” his hands curve your ass and he grinds his cock even harder into your crotch, lapping at your top lip, “but who gives a shit.” Frank smiles, biting the fullness of your pouty lip.
You don’t give a shit.
“You wanna fuck me Frank?”
He helps you pull off your sweater, lowly chuckling as he urgently nods yes, squeezing your tits together. Bucking his hips, lifting you up in the air he wanted to fuck you so bad. Frank sucks at the swells of your tits, biting and drooling all over them as you unbutton his pants.
He huffs into your prickled skin, “Thought you’d never ask,” tugging the cups of your bra down to reveal your nipples so stiff and sensitive. The cry that comes out of you once he wraps his tongue around one of them. You can’t help the grip around his veiny shaft once he starts sucking and flicking the tip of his tongue around your rock hard nipple, squeezing a rough groan from his heaving chest. “Want you so fuckin bad.”
“God fuck yes…say it again…” You firmly stroke his cock, wickedly smiling down at his head falling back with an airy sigh.
“Want you…so bad gorgeous fuck…” Frank barely pants, eyes shut and fidgeting beneath your parted legs. He inhales a sharp gasp when your warm spit drips down the strained tip of his dick.
“Fuck your dick is beautiful,” you compliment with a full smile, admiring his girth throbbing between your knuckles rolling up and down his length. “She never deserved you.”
Frank hisses, “Jeeeesus…fuck no she didn’t…” careening his neck down to watch your pretty hand lazily pet his swollen member.
“Nnmm-mmm,” you shake your head, brushing your whimpering parted lips across his absolutely trembling. “Think I do? Hmm?” You pick up speed, smearing his sticky pre-cum around his tip with the pad of your thumb. Driving him up the wall with your smooth, timid pumps, your fragile moaning as you rock your hips with your fluid hand.
“OH!” he meekly cries out, arching his back off the seat, so turned on he’s so sensitive to your touch. “YEA-YES!”
His voice so fragile it cracks, you mewl out, “Yeah?” Sounds so good you’re drooling, dangling your salivating tongue over your unlatched jaw. God he’s so fuckin hot convulsing beneath your gyrating midsection, holding onto your curves.
His lids flutter open, setting those sultry stormy blue eyes up at you whining over him, stretching up for your slobbering mouth. “God…yes…yes fuck.”
“Then show me…fuckin show me I deserve you Frank.”
Scrambling, he rips your pants open, both of you kicking your legs and shoving jeans and underwear off as you two smack sloppy wet kisses, begging and calling out for each other. Knocking knees, tumbling over clumsy, anxious limbs until all four legs are in the clear. Clothes draped over the back of the seat or scattered on the floor. Frank instantly takes you and eases you down, wiggling his fat head inside your pulsating hole. Barely an inch and you’re already so fuckin needy for the rest of him.
Together you cry, “AW FUCK!” as he pierces through your soaked walls, clutching onto each other’s clammy bodies. Burying his face into your shoulder, Frank begins to pump you, keeping you in place so he can control your weeping pussy.
“Oh good god!”
All you can do is fist his hair, hang on for dear life as he effortlessly fucks you. Howling into your hot sweating skin, gripping your ass apart. Relishing in your feeble gripes, the chills that keep echoing through your muscles. So fuckin wet between your cramping thighs you can’t believe it yourself, listening to the sweet squelch of his cock steadily pumping out your wetness.
“Aw fuck baby you’re so wet,” Frank breathlessly sighs in your ear locking his big arms stronger around your bareback. “Feel so fuckin good inside you…”
“Ugh god only you make me this wet Frank my god!” Your body tremors, your breath catches, your pussy clenching as if she’s ready to bust.
Frank cradles your cheeks wet with your tears with both hands, gasping for air, pecking at your dry lips. “No not yet baby…”
“But Frank—,”
“Just a little longer…” he begs, sweetly soothing your damp hair off your forehead, “it’ll be worth the baby…swear.”
Sinking your tongues back into each other’s gaped mouths with needy whimpers, you fight back your climax and continue riding Frank grunting and wailing each time he fills you so deep. The storm rages on through the city, heavy pellets of water beating the roof of his car soundtracking the orgasmic moans entangled with the music coming from his speakers. In his jacket pocket on the floor of his backseat, his phone vibrates, flashing a familiar number he deleted weeks ago. In the back pocket of your jeans on the floor of the front seat, your bestie’s blowing you the fuck up, sending you text after text. And when there’s no answer from either party, they know…
Getting stuck at a wack ass party one night, you meet a handsome stranger and decide to go on a late night joyride to escape your boredom. Come to find out, he’s not that much of a stranger after all…and an ex-boyfriend of someone you particularly don’t care for…Technically off limits, but you and Frank can’t deny your chemistry.
Frank (EB) x Reader; oral sex f receiving, face sitting, smothering
ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+
You and Frank burst through the bedroom door, clothes being thrown haphazardly as you moved towards the bed, kissing desperately. You shoved him down onto the bed, only wearing his boxer briefs. He grinned up at you from his elbows, eyes roving your nearly naked body.
“C’mere princess, lemme make you feel good,” Frank leered at you, laughing when you rolled your eyes.
“Shut up Frank, I’m not your fucking princess.” You slid your panties off, climbing onto the bed, and straddling his hips while shoving his shoulders down into the mattress. “You’re gonna let me ride your face Frank, because I want to and because I know you want to.” You were bent over him, your hair hanging around you. He reached up and tucked a piece behind your ear, then pulled you down to meet his lips, his tongue sliding against the roof of your mouth, leaving you panting when he let you go.
“Fuck yes, baby let’s do this,” Frank rasped, and you grinned, pecking him on the lips before sitting up and shuffling forwards, until you were hovering over his mouth.
“Just tap me if you need to breathe,” you muttered, and you could feel Frank huff a laugh against you. He grabbed your thighs and tugged, startling you. You grabbed his hair to steady yourself as you sat on his face, Frank groaning and licking at you immediately.
“Fuck!” You swore as he licked from the bottom of your pussy up to your clit, circling it but not touching it, moving back down. You growled in frustration, pulling on his hair and Frank pressed his face harder into your cunt, your clit suddenly gliding along his nose.
“Oh fuck, fuckfuck,” you chanted, rocking your hips back and forth, faster and faster until your thighs were shaking. You could feel Frank’s fingers digging into them, holding them tight around his head, forcing you to hump his face. “Frank, I’m gonna come, if you need to breathe do it now because otherwise I might smother you.”
A guttural noise practically vibrated out of Frank and straight into your cunt, making you shriek and slam your palm to the wall as you came hard, mindful of how tightly you were squeezing Frank’s head, but unable to stop yourself from continuing to press down into him as you rode out your orgasm.
You finally slumped to the side, exhausted, as Frank gasped for air. One leg was draped over Frank’s chest and he brought a hand up, holding onto your ankle. He turned to look at you, panting heavily but grinning cheekily.
Frank is being wishywashy with your affections. He comes and goes out of your life with no concern for your feelings. You told him you didn’t want to see him anymore. That night, he comes over to your place, high and crying tears begging you to take him back. You’re disgusted with him and mean to teach him a lesson about being used and discarded. Bondage, humiliation (telling male he has small genitals and is bad at sex),edging male to pain, spanking male ass, using a realistic looking dildo to slap his face and fuck his throat with, and then finally to buttfuck him with.
Frank (Endings, Beginnings) x Reader; dub!con, marijuana use, bondage, humiliation, degradation, edging, sadism, spanking, dildo in throat and ass
ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+
"God Frank, you're pathetic, you know that? You're worthless, trash, nothing. You understand me? You're meant to be used and discarded, over and over again until you can't be used anymore." You walked around the bed, circling Frank who was shirtless, pants and underwear around his thighs, on his hands and knees. You got behind him and spanked his ass hard, making him wail.
"Yes! Yes, baby, use me, please, I deserve it," Frank sobbed, falling to his forearms, pressing his ass back towards you. You hit him again, slapping him repeatedly, quickly, stopping only when your hand was stinging. You shook it out as Frank cried into his arms.
"You deserve to be tossed out of here right now," you muttered, and he flipped over onto his back, sitting up and wrapping his arms around your middle. Face pressed into your stomach, he murmured, "Please don't make me leave."
You inhaled sharply, hand tight in his hair, pulling until he was looking into your eyes. Then you scoffed, yanking him back by his hair and shoving him back until he was against the pillows. You crawled over him, straddling his hips and leaned over him, grabbing your handcuffs from the nightstand drawer. You wrapped them around his wrists, arms up above his head.
"Keep those there," you muttered, pressing his hands into the pillow above his head. He nodded desperately and you laughed, rolling your eyes as you moved back, looking down at his dick. "Hah! Did you somehow get smaller since I saw you last?" Frank let out a wounded noise but you ignored him, pulling his clothes off and throwing them off to the side. "I didn't think you could get smaller but wow you're proving me wrong, it really looks like you are. maybe you should shave, that could at least make it look bigger."
As you mused, you crawled back up his body until you were straddling him again. You gripped his dick and slowly sat down on it, unable to completely hold back a moan as you were filled. You panted when you were fully seated on his hips, before you swore.
"Damn it, I forgot to grab it." You stretched, leaning over Frank again, the angle making you inhale as you grabbed a realistic looking dildo from the drawer, Frank groaning as you shifted back. You slapped him with the dildo. "Shut up Frank. I don't want to hear anymore out of you."
He nodded, eyes glazed over and red, and you shook your squeezing your cunt, making him gasp. "Focus on me Frank." You slapped him with the dildo again and he moaned, nodding. "You're gonna let me fuck your throat with this baby," you told him, pressing it to his lips before he could protest. They parted for it, and you pushed it forwards, giving him a few seconds to adjust before shoving it down his throat. He gagged and you pulled it back, letting him breathe before doing it again. It took a few tries but you built up a solid pace, fucking his throat.
Frank's eyes were wild, near feral as you used his throat, your cunt still squeezing his dick. "Better not be thinking about coming Frank," you warned, and you thought you could hear a whine behind the gags. You clenched your core tighter and definitely heard one that time. You paused your thrusts with the dildo, leaving it in Frank's mouth, focusing on riding him for a moment. When he started grabbing your hips desperately you stopped moving, listening to his cries.
"God look at you. You're so damn needy and whiny. What, does it hurt baby? It does? Oh no, I'm so sorry, I didn't know it hurt, you wanna come? You do? Oh well, in that case...You still can't," you grinned at Frank's outright sob at that. You started riding him again, only lifting up and off when he was screaming and the dildo was falling out. "There we go. Now we're ready. Arms and knees again Frank." He shook as he moved, slow with the handcuffs, and you pulled out the lube. You slicked up your fingers, pressing two into his hole right away. He exhaled roughly, head hanging as you forced his muscles to relax. You opened him up quickly and when you had four fingers in, you lubed up the dildo, pressing the tip against his hole.
"Breathe out baby," you murmured, a hand on his ass. As you pressed the tip in, you spanked his ass cheek hard, making him yelp. The dildo slid in, inch after inch, Frank groaning the whole time. You let it bottom out and gave him a moment to adjust before pulling the dildo back and leaving just the tip in, his hole stretched around it. You shoved it back in, starting a brutal pace that had Frank screaming and moaning into the mattress.
"Baby! Please, pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease lemme come," he begged, near delirious with pleasure. You were hitting his prostate with nearly every thrust, inching him closer and closer to coming.
"Not one single hand touches that tiny dick," you said, and Frank whimpered. "But yes, you can come now baby."
It took Frank only one moment before he was crying his release into the bed, spilling all over the sheets.
"Thank you baby, thank you," Frank muttered as he collapsed on his side, curled up with his eyes shut. You walked over to him, stroking the hair away from his forehead.
"Oh Frank," you sighed as you undid the handcuffs.
