Frank 'Sticky Fingers' Iero
-Frank POV-
The tip of my tongue hung from between my lips,moving in and out of my mouth.My hand gripped my firm shaft.Sweat began to form on my right brow and trickle down over my eye.My hand moved quickly,I couldn't even control the speed of my own hand.I squeezed at my tip and continued to run my hand over my base softly.Soft moans escaped from deep inside my throat.Where was Jamia when I REALLY needed her?Sexual tension,dammit.My throbbing,aching,pleading cock needed help,physically.My hands were doing no good.And for Jamia to say I have the 'magic touch'.Sack of lies!
C'mon little Frankie,you can do it.I thought to myself. You've done this millions of times before.I know you can.Like the book The Little Engine That Could.I think I can,I think I can.As long as you put your mind to it,you can do anything.I re-assured myself.Positive thoughts always worked.I came into my hand so hard,followed by shouting Jamia's name repeatedly.Success.I never thought it was possible to cum this hard.I heard faint snickers from outside the bathroom door.
"And Frank 'Sticky Fingers' Iero has success!"Mikey shouted and laughed hysterically.
"Fuck off,Mikey!"I shouted back.I zippered my skinny's and opened the bathroom door.I gave Mikey the 'death' glare.He just laughed in my face. "You."I said and pointed my finger in his face. "Need to shut the fuck up."I said and slightly growled.
"Get your sticky hands away from me,Iero.Go wash your hands!"I shut the door in his face and muttered some stuff under my breath of how much of a dick Mikey was.
-The End-