Demolition Lovers

Demolition Lovers 009

Mikey would have screamed, yet he knew Frank hated that and often punished him for it.
He could feel Frank’s hands wrap completely around his small frame. Frank’s right hand went to his mouth to cover it just in case he did scream, while his left hand was wrapped tightly around his waist, his nails digging into the flesh leaving red, half-moon crescents on his skin, as he was dragging him further into the room.

“Hey babe” Frank cooed into his ear, Frank’s back had hit a locker sending a clanking noise throughout the room.

“How have you been, you seem upset?” Frank was kissing at Mikey’s neck massaging at his thigh with his hand while he did so.

“Hm, you’ve been avoiding me all day, kinda made me sad… no worries though were together now.”

Mikey was squirming against Frank’s tight grasp. His hand slowly found its way to his throat and flipped him against the lockers, again causing a clanking sound to ring threw the room. Mikey’s face was pushed up against the cold metal, his hands helplessly behind him.

“Frank, p ppplease don’t do this, n nnot today” Mikey’s tears were beginning to flow freely from his eyes now, as Frank was kissing down Mikey’s back.

“Hm, why not, don’t you just love are time together, I do, shh ssh I can make you feel better Mikey dear” Frank affectionately pulled Mikey closer to him, wrapping his arms around the mans small waist. “You know I always make you feel so good, don’t I?” Mikey did not want to try and fight him off today. The energy he would loose and the pain he would gain was not worth it. He just stood their limp, allowing Frank to do as he wished to his body.

“Hm sh why the tears baby, shh you want Frankie dear to make it all better? Shh it’s ok.” Frank placed his hands on Mikey’s check pulling him into a sweet kiss, an affectionate kiss, not one that was forced or one that was painful, just sweet. Frank’s tongue snaked into Mikey’s mouth his tongue easily dominating Mikey’s limp one. All to soon Frank was rubbing himself against Mikey, letting him feel his full erection as Mikey closed his eyes to the world around him, trying to block everything out, all the words that Frank was whispering to him, telling him how beautiful he was, telling him how much of a good fuck he was. He was trying to block himself out of reality, and he was suddenly wishing he had some drugs to cause him to be truly out of it. No mater how hard Mikey tried to block out these encounters with Frank he never forgot one of them, he could remember each one.

Mikey could feel yet again his body betraying him, his body was reacting to Frank’s hands, it was enjoying the torturously slow and sweet friction that Frank was giving it, while all the time Mikey’s mind was screaming for it to stop. His was locked in his mind it was a jail cell, for him, one that he was pounding, clawing, and screaming against. He could not understand how his body could enjoy something so much yet his mind be screaming the opposite.

Before long Frank had Mikey in his arms, legs wrapped around his waist with Mikey’s back against the lockers. The cold metal was touching his bare back causing him to shiver. Frank was more forcefully grinding his erection against that of Mikey’s drawing out what Mikey knew was the inevitable.

“Oh God, Mmmikey fuck, I I AHH” Frank was unmercifully grinding against Mikey pulling him in closer fighting for more of that sweet friction.

Frank had attacked the zipper on Mikey’s pants letting them fall to the floor, the belt clanking as it hit. Mikey stood there Frank wrapped in his arms naked against the lockers. Frank untwined himself from Mikey’s arms, and dropped to the floor.

“mm God Mikey your so fucking huge, fuck me fuck me” Frank was kneeling on the ground, he wrapped his arms around Mikey’s torso slowly taking Mikey into his mouth. He shrank against the lockers lost in his rapists actions against him. Clawing against Mikey’s skin Frank had Mikey in a mixture of moans and cry’s. Cry’s of pleasure, and cry’s of utter hatred.

“I wa wwant you to fuck me baby, fuck me my pet.” Frank stood up undid the button on his pants kicking them off with his boxers as well. Frank pulled Mikey to the ground, and sat on top of him.

“mm oh god Mikey” Frank had covered Mikey’s erection with lubrication, and was lowering himself on top of Mikey. Panting as he did so, sweat become ever more visible against his skin. Slowly yet firmly Frank would almost come completely off of Mikey before thrusting himself back down on him, crying out in ecstasy as his prostrate was hit.

“ffrank….sstoppp” Mikey was crying from the force that Frank was using on him. It felt amazing but he hated himself even more for thinking that.

“Shut it bitch” Frank came down on Mikey very hard, and very ruff causing Mikey to scream as he was sure something might have broken.

“moan for me, or be quite” Frank had a firm grasp on Mikey’s neck, still riding Mikey’s cock faster and faster. More tears fell from Mikey’s eyes and he could not help but let out the cries of displeasure.

“I said to fucking SHUT IT!” Frank closed his grasp on Mikey’s throat, as his eyes closed and head fell back in rapture as Mikey tensed up from the lack of oxygen. He held his grasp on the mans throat, enjoying the fight Mikey was putting up to breath again. His hands were being clawed at and he could feel the man trying to throw him off. It was heaven.

Mikey continued to claw at the man on top of him, scratching him with all he had, his head was pounding from the lack of oxygen and he knew he would pass out soon. His nails were digging deep into Frank’s skin causing them to bleed. Just as the black sheets of unconsciousness were being pulled over his eyes, he felt and heard Frank scream in elation and himself tense up.

“MIKEY!!” Frank screamed as he released his grasp on Mikey’s throat, and oxygen ran to him like the water in a damn being set free.

“Oh ooh God babe. That was amazing.” Frank lay on top of Mikey sweat radiant against his skin.