Take Care of Me Ch. 2

I didn’t see Frank again until FJ’s party that Friday, but in that time, I couldn’t stop thinking about the hot sex we had days before. It was the main event in my jackoff sessions those past few days. His big hands all over me. His skilled mouth on my cock. His girthy cock stretching my hole. I wrung myself dry thinking of Big Frank, but at the same time, the shame of all those embarrassing things I said was starting to set in too.

Fuck my sissy hole with your fat cock, daddy?

What the hell was I thinking!

Those ridiculous words poured out of me like I was drunk.

I ain’t gonna do that again.

Even worse, the guilt of hooking up with my best friend’s dad was starting to hit.

Man, I really did it. I allowed FJ’s dad to fuck and breed my ass. In his own house.

What kinda friend was I?

FJ arrived back in town that Friday morning, and his welcome home party was in the evening. It had loud music, hot food, and lots of booze like Frank promised. They had a huge backyard and a wide in ground pool, so he invited the whole neighborhood, FJ’s buddies, and some of his own.

I couldn’t wait to see FJ again. He would only be here for a few days, so I wanted us to catch up and hang out again like old times. Maybe hook up one more time too.

But when I tried talking to him, he seemed completely different.

Now he was more of a douchebag than he ever was before. Barely speaking to me or flat out ignoring me like I was invisible. He even brought two girls with him, and the gross PDA he was doing with both of them was disgusting.

Not gonna lie, seeing him snub me with his arms around those girls made me feel like shit. I didn’t care that he was with them, but don’t ignore me.

Most of the party, I just sat at the edge of the pool. Big Frank saw what was going on and raised his eyebrow at me as if reiterating what he had told me a few weeks before about FJ.

Told ya, he’s a dog. His expression said.

I couldn’t be mad, so was I.

Despite FJ being an asshole, I was pretty distracted by Frank.

He was playing the host, walking around, drinking, while stealing glances at me throughout the party. He was wearing some loose-fitting shorts and a deep V neck T- shirt with all that sexy black chest hair spilled out from the top.

I could tell that he wasn’t wearing underwear because his meaty bulge was out on display, and it got looks from almost everyone. I had to stop myself from getting hard, remembering how big that thing felt in my hand.

In my mouth.

Deep in my ass.

He caught me staring at his crotch while he was sitting in a lawn chain and spread his legs out further so I could see it more. To thank him, I made sure to dive in the pool in front of him and get out near him too, so he could enjoy my round ass in my wet clingy swim shorts.

Of course, I wasn’t wearing underwear either, so he smiled, communicating his appreciation for it. In return he would pretend to adjust himself through his shorts only to grab his swelling cock letting me see the imprint of its thickening girth.

So we were playing that game, huh?

I climbed out of the pool in front of him, my shorts sopping wet and clinging, riding between my thighs, outlining my cock and balls, also snug between my ass cheeks. I bent over in front of him as if I was gonna dive headfirst in the pool, my shorts still riding up between my ass cheeks. I stayed bent over flexing and wiggling my ass just a little. Frank was maybe 2 feet behind me, I could feel his eyes locked on my ass.

I dove in.

When I resurfaced, his hungry stare burned into me as if saying I want your tight hole right now and I don’t care who sees.

Fuck, I wanted that too.

The twisted thought of climbing out the pool and sitting on his cock in front of the whole neighborhood was extremely tempting! Our friends and my own folks would watch on in horror and disgust as I rode Big Frank’s beefy dick fast and hard while I sneered at FJ as if saying, I can ride a cock better than any broad you’ll ever meet, ya chump.

I was getting harder and harder thinking about it, and it was now too difficult to hide, so I ran inside the house to the downstairs bathroom before anyone saw.

In the small bathroom, I peeled my shorts down, and my painfully hard cock slapped up against my stomach, long and ready to explode. I wanted to get fucked again.

I was feigning for it, slumped against the door, unconsciously stroking myself while thinking about it.

Then a stupid idea popped into my head.

I shucked my trunks off, unlocked the door then sat on the toilet seat and started masturbating, wet and fully naked.

What the hell was wrong with me! Acting like such a pervert. If someone other than Frank walked in and saw me like that, I’d die, but goddammit I kept it unlocked.

My heart was pounding, but my knuckles were soaked from my precum leaking all over them.