Frank's P.O.V.
A slender finger glides its way up my now hard erection, teasing the tip with small circles. I let out a hesitant, shaky breath, unsure of whether I should let him do this to me. It's not that I didn't want this, hell I wanted nothing more than to let my dick slide inside of him, slick with lube. The problem is, is that the bus is parked in front of a gas station; Ray, Bob, and Gee inside of it. It wouldn't be long before the three of them stepped back onto the bus and heard loud moaning. It's not my fault that Mikey was so goddamn good with his hand. No, my fault was that I couldn't turn away from him once he saw me masturbating in my bunk, and encircled his hand around my dick.
The palm of his hand presses down gently on the tip of my cock, spreading the pre-cum around slightly. "Mikey... we can't...," I pant out and close my eyes tightly as he begins pumping me, very slowly. Too slowly, causing me to thrust my hips up into him, and groan out at the sensation. "Why not Frankie? We can go real fast without anyone knowing," Mikey says in a seductive tone, pumping me a little fast. I bite my lower lip, trying to suppress a moan that's threatening to spill out of my lips. I throw my head back and cry out in ecstasy as his mouth covers the top of my cock. His tongue makes figure eights on the tip, driving me insane. He finally envelops my entire length in his mouth. His head bobs up and down, scraping the under side with his bottom row of teeth occasionally. It didn't take real long for me to cum in his mouth after that.
At that point I shot up in my bed, sweat dripping on the back of my neck. "Dammit," I say to myself, and get up out of my bed, cum everywhere, including the inside of my pajama pants. 'God I hate this...,' I think to myself and immediately remove my boxers, and black pajama pants. I grab some tissues out of the tissue box on my nightstand, and rid myself of the stickiness.
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