“Fu-uck! Yes!” Snod whimpered, not even recognizing his own voice. When Frankie spanked him, he
realized it was forcing his body to clench down on Frankie’s cock and it made him ache. Frankie’s
cock felt bigger somehow, as Snod whined at another hard smack. “Fuck, yes...”
“We’re up to eight now.” Frankie rubbed Snod’s sore cheek, switching to the other side with a violent
smack. “Mmm, and nine... I love watching your ass bounce, how eager you are for it... my beautiful
boy...”
Snod felt ashamed and elated all at once hearing the praise, trying to push back on Frankie’s cock
with an eager whine. He got another rough smack in response, gasping as his eyes teared up. “Shit!
Frankie!”
“Shhh, come on,” Frankie urged, “you can take it. I know you can, Obe. Relax, breathe... and let me
take care of you. We’ll get there, I promise you.”
“I trust you,” Snod whispered, closing his eyes and groaning as Frankie’s hand got going again. Rapid
spankings in quick succession followed by one or two light slaps to give him a moment to breathe left
him reeling in pleasure and the sweetest agony. All he could do was moan and take every wonderful
slap, the heat of his abused skin spreading to his hips and his thighs. He felt like his bottom was
absolutely on fire and he loved it.
Frankie began to roughly thrust into Snod’s tight hole, his hand still occasionally popping his ass
when he tried to move again. “Be a good boy, Obe.”
“I wanna be good,” Snod gasped breathlessly, not even recognizing his own voice for how broken
and needy he sounded. “Please, I just wanna be good for you...”
Frankie slid his hand around Snod’s hips, squeezing his hard cock with a hungry little growl. “Mmm,
you are, Obe. You’re so good, so tight... and so very wet.” He lightly popped Snod’s cock, chuckling
when Snod’s ass instinctively clamped down in response.
“Oh, fuck.”
“Oh, yes,” Frankie said, totally delighted. He kept fucking Snod, slowly and deliciously, taunting,
“You want me to spank your cock, Obe?”
Those words burned a hole right through Snod, pleading anxiously before he even knew what he was
saying, “Fuck, yes, please, do that, spank my cock, please, just do it, just do it!”
Frankie held Snod’s cock flush against his own stomach, smacking it hard with his other hand. “Like
that, my sweet boy?”
