There were a few things you needed to know about Frank: One, he was an old school businessman. He valued his professional image, which is why during the week, you couldn’t catch him in public without a nice shirt, and his gold watch on his wrist along with some cash in his pockets. Other than the fact that he liked big parties and expensive booze, he liked discretion.

Two, he was the chilliest guy I had ever met. For the past few weeks I had been hooking up with him, I learned that he didn’t demand much. He knew what he liked and didn’t like. Nothing seemed to faze him (except one thing I did, but that’s the next story).

Last, he was generous. A charitable guy. Sexually. He called me his good boy and really did take care of me. He didn’t just hump me like a rabbit. He did foreplay and all that good stuff, making sure I got off. He liked to kiss all over my body, play with my nipples, and suck my cock. He would stay down there for hours if I ever could hold off for long enough.

He was never afraid to eat me out either. He did it like it was a treat for himself, and he could do it unbelievably, plunging his tongue in so deep, until I was moaning like a sissyboy and shaking close to orgasm which I didn’t know was possible just from being rimmed.

I’d be on my hands and knees or on my back while his bear paws split my cheeks apart, and his beard tickled my smooth cheeks as he attacked my ass with his large tongue. God, it was so good. I thought I could cry! I felt so unworthy of being eaten out by such a hot daddy, but I sure as hell wasn’t gonna stop him.

I was sneaking out to his house a lot more. At first, I was nervous about it, still concerned about the immorally of it all, but after about the fifth time, I let myself in and kicked my clothes off at the front door without a thought.

I liked the way he looked at me like I was a prized stallion in his stable.

Ready to ride.

I liked playing with Big Frank. Because that’s what it felt like, a fun game. With FJ it felt one-sided, but Frank made sure I was having fun too.

And man did we have fun.

We had fun on the couch, in his room, in FJ’s old room, in his backyard, in his car, in-between commercial breaks during the game. Anyplace I could fit in a quick suck, fuck, or something with him, believe me, I found it!

Those past few weeks with Frank left an impression on me. Not only was I learning about sex with an older guy, I was learning stuff about myself too. When I was with him, a whole other side of me came out that I didn’t know I had. I said stuff that I never imagined would come from my mouth, but he let me say them, and he enjoyed them.

It was freeing.

One night I went over to his house, it was “pizza and movie” night. Clothes were optional.

But not for me.

We were lying around in his bed, watching some movie. Well- I wasn’t watching. I was too busy groping his sexy body and humping against him like a horny puppy. It was nice. Lying next to him and being under his huge arms, enjoying his manliness. Something about being under him made me feel safe yet vulnerable. I loved it.

“Aye, you picked this movie and you ain’t even watching it.” He said.

“Fuck me..” I demanded, starting to grind my stiffening cock against his leg.

He laughed. “Not yet. Gotta teach you some patience.”

‘Patience.’ More like teasing me.

Sometimes his fingers would brush against my ass, but that was all he’d give me. I stroked his half hard cock, and it somehow had the mystifying ability to stay only half hard. It probably knew that if it was fully hard, I’d jump on it without its permission.

I just need to take a minute to mention how amazing Frank’s cock was. It’s thickness. It’s mature dark red color. It’s naughty scent. It’s ability to drip out streams of cock juice. The way it plumped up slowly, growing bigger with each second. Mine got hard at the snap of a finger, but his gradually expanded, as patiently as he was. Then when it was fully hard, it didn’t stand straight up, but kinda slumped downwards like it was too heavy to stand up on its own.

Gorgeous.

Every time I leaned up to kiss him, he’d press his finger to my lips, stopping me.

“Nu-uh.” He smiled.

He reached behind me and pressed his long middle finger at the entrance of my ass. He’d press it in a little before taking it out and waiting a few seconds before pressing it in deeper. He tortured me like this over and over for what seemed like forever.

I hated being teased, but he was daddy, right? He was ‘training’ me to submit to his terms. I didn’t want to disappoint, but c’mon. I could only take so much! He’d have me so hot and bothered that I’d be moaning for his cock like a needy slut.

“You moan so good, baby.” He’d always say.

“Stop playing with me!” I said. Screw this movie! I’ve waited long enough!

“Alright. Alright. Here.” He tapped the remote and the tv went to a different channel. “I got a video you might like.”

Whatever he was showing me, looked like a high-quality recording of a pool area. It was dark outside, but the video was bright thanks to night vision, and I could hear people laughing. Then I saw two boys emerge from the pool and they sat in the lawn chair.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“I told you, I had my eye on you for a while, but this video-” He laughed. “It’s what sealed the deal.”

When the two boys started taking off their swimsuits, it finally clicked that it was me and FJ on camera.

That was their pool.

He had caught us on camera.

Unbelievable. I remembered that night. It was the one time FJ didn’t want to have sex in his room. Me and FJ were home alone, and he was tipsy from Frank’s liquor and more horny than usual.

My face came into full view when FJ bent me over the chair and started doing me from behind. I had never seen the slutty faces or paid attention to the noises I made during sex before. Looking at them and hearing them then was extremely embarrassing.

“Fuck me, FJ! Fuck me!” I kept moaning like it was the best fuck in the world which I remembered that it was garbage, but I wanted to make him feel good.

“Please turn this off.” I begged. The over-the-top groans I was making from such mediocre sex was ridiculous. I didn’t want to see anymore, but Frank’s cock was at full hardness under the sheets from watching me.

“Look how sexy you are. The first time I saw this, I almost blew my balls out, I came so hard. You ain’t never seen yourself, huh?”

“No.”

I mean- I took naked pics of myself in the mirror before and quick dick pics, but I always deleted them afterwards because I didn’t have the balls to show people. Plus, who wanted to see it?

“I got you at some nice angles.” He switched the video, and I could only see us from behind. FJ was practically on top of me, and I could clearly see his shaft pistoning in and out of my open asshole. “Oh that’s nice…From the side.” He switched it again. My back was arched with my ass in the air and my face in the chair while I moaned like a slut for FJ to fuck me harder. “Want me to zoom in?”

“How many cameras do you have?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

I stroked Frank’s cock while watching myself get fucked.

“You really think I’m that sexy?”

“Oh hell yeah. Me and a couple other fellas.”

“Other fellas? You showed this to people.”

“Eh, just some guys down at the bar. No big deal. You had ‘em leaving with aching balls. They want more of you.”

I was strangely happy to hear that. For a long time, I didn’t see myself as hot or sexy because people said I was cute. My high school life wasn’t the best for my self-esteem considering I was queer. FJ never mentioned my looks either. But over the past few weeks with Frank, I was really starting to feel myself. I was naked a lot more, and my body was nice. And learning that men had jacked off to my body, my face- me- that was a boost of confidence.

Plus, I couldn’t lie, watching myself get fucked was turning me on too. I really was fucking sexy.

“Let’s make another video.” I said. “A better one.”

He grinned. “That ain’t a bad idea at all.”

Frank stood up and got his phone out.

“Ok Georgy. You wanted this, so you’re calling the shots.” He said and started recording. “But let’s have a good look at ya, first.”

I laid back on my elbows as he panned the camera down my body, stopping at my hard nipples to give one a pinch while I played with the other.

My body was on fire. I was actually making an amateur sex tape! So I figured, if we were really doing this, and I’m calling the shots, I was gonna show out.

He panned down my torso to my stiff cock. “Look at this little sexy cock.” He commented. “Play with it.”

I stroked my leaky cock, slowly gliding over my shaft, thumbing the head, then played with my balls.

“Like this?” I asked.

“Just like that.”

My cock was dripping all over my stomach. I scooped up some of my precum then licked its tanginess off my fingers. That drove Frank crazy.

“Here daddy.” I offered some with him. He leaned over and licked my fingers clean. “Was it good?”

“Delicious.” He growled. “Turn over. Let’s see that ass.”

I flipped over on my hands and knees then wiggled my ass for the camera. He roughly grabbed my cheek meat then spanked each one until he was satisfied.

“Spread em’ baby.”

I spread my tender cheeks open, revealing my slutty hole to the world. I couldn’t wait to see what it looked like when we were done.

He growled like a hungry wolf as he spit on his fingers then teased the rim, sliding one then two in.

“I’m gonna glaze that thing with cum.”

“No daddy. Glaze my face.”

He laughed. “Ok baby.”

God this was fun!

Then I got another fun idea.

“Get Tyrone out.” I said.

He laughed then reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a tube of lube and the huge 9in black dildo.

“Here he is.”

With Tyrone in hand, I sat on my knees with my feet hanging on the edge of the bed.

“Lube me up.” I told Frank.

He raised his eyebrow at me.

“Please lube me up.” I corrected myself.

He used two oiled up fingers to get my asshole soft and ready for Tyrone.

I lubed the black fucker up real good then reached around and slid him inside me. I moaned as the head filled me and moved deeper into my quivering asshole. Frank had his phone in one hand, focusing the camera on the dildo squishing loudly in and out of my nasty hole while his other hand was working his stiff cock.

“That looks fun, baby.” He said behind me.

“You do it, now.” I said.

He grabbed Tyrone and slowly thrusted it all the way in then all the way out, making me moan like a needy slut into the camera. My balls were churning and the tingle of my orgasm was already getting stronger. Over and over he pulled it all the way out until only the tip was in then without warning slid it all back in and stirred it around. It was agony. By a minute in, I was on my hands and knees, mashing at the head of my almost cumming cock while crying out like a little girl for Frank to destroy my asshole with his cock.

“Harder daddy! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” I kept repeating over and over.

He pulled Tyrone out, but quickly replaced him with his own scorching hot meaty cock. He filled me all the way to the hilt then he held my hips with one hand and started fucking me in his signature deep, long, thrusts. I groaned like a slutty porn star and threw my ass back in rhythm to Frank’s thrusts, allowing for his cock head to slide against my good spot.

“That’s right baby. Bounce that ass for me!” He groaned. Already, his cock was twitching, and he was grunting like he was about to cum.

“Look back at the camera, Georgy. Tell everyone how you love getting fucked.”

“I love getting fucked. I love getting my slutty hole fucked by Big Frank.” I admitted to the world. “I’m cumming!”

I thrusted back against Frank’s cock until my orgasm hit me full force then my cock spurted its messy juices all over Frank’s sheets.

He pulled his cock out and stroked it furiously.

“Get on the floor baby. Hurry up.” He grunted. I quickly got on the floor in front of him and sucked his dirty cock in my mouth. I looked up at the camera as I sucked his throbbing and swelling cock for everything I was worth.

He popped it out and furiously jerked his cock in my face.

“Fuck, here it comes, Georgy. Smile for the camera like a good boy.”

Before I could open my lips, jets of hot semen erupted all over my face. First across my nose, then my lips, and the rest down my chin. I licked up the rest as he finished up.

Frank let the rest of his orgasm subside then fell against the bed in exhaustion before turning off the camera.

“How did it look?” I asked, still kneeling on the floor in front of him and covered in his semen. “Did the video turn out good?”

“Well, you could barely see my cock going in ya, on account of this.” He patted his round belly. “So we’ll have to make a few more with a better camera and more angles.” He grinned.

Sounded fun to me!

So we spent the rest of movie night making our own movies, and I didn’t mind watching those with Frank afterwards.

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