I'm the Last One That You'll Ever Remember

Chapter 29: Frank's Virginity

Poison’s eyes snapped up when Frank let out a blood curdling scream and began to kick at him. Dodging the blows so that they wouldn’t hit his dick, Poison jumped back on top of Frank and held him still with his body. He had no idea why all of a sudden Frank was acting this hysterically at the idea of having sex with him when just a few minutes ago he was as happy as a cucumber about it, but he would have to figure that out some other time. Right now he had to calm the boy down so he could continue to have his way with him.

Placing a hand over Frank’s mouth, Poison cut off his screams and looked down in concern into Frank’s bloodshot teary eyes. “Shh, calm down, Frankie! Shh, it’s okay. It’s okay, just breathe in slowly, it’s gonna be okay.”

Frank’s breathing eventually calmed down, and his tears dried, but the pain in his eyes was apparent and wasn’t planning on disappearing any time soon, no matter how long Poison planned on holding him down. “I can see that you’re upset and that you have something you wants to share which you will when I take my hand off your mouth. I’d like for you to explain what happened just now, and why, of all the times you could have, you decided to have a temper tantrum during our first time together.”

Frank’s eye narrowed up at Poison, before he took his hand off his mouth. “You fucking bastard!”

Poison sighed and rolled his eyes at his insult. “Yes I know, we’ve established this many times before. I’m a monster, okay? I get it, and I accepted it, but I refused to give a shit about it. Now, tell me what the hell is going on with you this time.”

Frank shook his head and frantically struggled beneath him. “Get your naked body off me you fucking pervert! I don’t consent to you doing this kind of shit to me!”

Poison raised an eyebrow at him. “You seemed pretty willing before I tried to prepare you for the real thing. Was it the pain that scared you, Frankie?”

Frank shook his head again, glaring daggers up at him. “NO! NOW GET OFF OF ME!”

Poison nodded with a knowing smile on his face as his eyes began to peel away his lie to find the truth. “Yes, it was. The pain scared you, you just don’t want to admit it because you still want to see me as a rapist kidnapping murderer. I agree with the last two, but rape? No, I don’t do that. If I did you wouldn’t still be a virgin, now would you?”

Frank didn’t know what to say to him anymore as the tears came rushing back. He was so upset and fragile right now, and on top of that he couldn’t figure out his own emotion. It was like that small moment of pain had scattered all his thoughts and now he didn’t know what the hell was wrong with him, but Poison could see it somehow. Frank didn’t know if he was easy to read or not, but it was like Poison was reading him like an open book right now. Poison reached down to touch his face. “I want you to close your eyes, and focus on relaxing your body.”

Frank shook his head, refusing to submit, and was about to say something until he heard a metallic click. His eyes widened up at Poison as his tears blurred his vision. He didn’t have to see to know that Poison had just cuffed both of his wrists. The cold hard metal contrasted with the warmth of his skin, making it obvious that he was restrained.

Poison leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead and whispered. “I can’t stop now, Frankie. We’ve gone too far already, and…I’m not afraid to admit that I’m not strong enough to put my clothes on and walk away from you anymore. Just keep yourself relaxed and the pain will be over before you know. Just trust me, I’m a monster so I know a lot about pain.”

Poison disappeared from Frank’s view to return to Frank’s lower body to spread his legs open again. Frank resisted for a while, but quickly gave up. Frank knew there was no way he could stop him, and Poison was grateful that he finally figured that out on his own. The pain would be gone quicker that way. Poison grabbed the bottle of lube and reapplied it onto his fingers before positioning them in front of Frank’s still lubricated entrance. Taking a deep breathe, he pushed his fingers through the tight muscles and inside of Frank. From high up the bed, Frank let out a sharp gasp and then a painful groan at the feeling of something rougher than a tongue penetrating his body. Poison closely watched Frank’s facial expression slowly relax itself before he began to slowly move his finger in and out of him. Frank let out a defiant grunt at yet another odd burning feeling erupting in his lower region.

“You’re doing pretty well for your first time, Frankie. Very good.” Poison complimented him, even though it wasn’t needed. He had a feeling Frank wasn’t going to help him out by telling him to slow down, or when to add another finger. Sadly, he was on his own, which meant he had no choice but to try and figure out what to do next by studying Frank and his movements and facial expressions. Right now, Frank had an uncomfortable look on his face. Poison kept at his slow pace until Frank’s features relaxed again, before picking up the pace. Frank’s lips parted but other than that he kept very still, so Poison tried slipping in a second finger.

Frank’s hips tried to retract away from him, as he let out a hiss at yet another invader that only added to his discomfort. Of course there was still pain there, but the uncomfortable feeling was the only one that opt to stick around longer than pain. Poison moved both of his fingers in and out while simultaneously spreading his fingers apart in a scissoring motion. Frank’s let out a gasp, and then a groan as his fists clutched at the sheets beneath them. Poison raised an eyebrow and smirked, believing that he may have found Frank’s prostrate. Not wanting him to get excited just yet, Poison slowly pushed in a third finger and began to move it in and out. Frank let out a small cry that changed into a loud slutty moan when Poison began scissoring again. As painfully hard as Poison was, seeing Frank react this way was almost as satisfying as an orgasm. He smirked as he watch Frank tug on his cuffs, arched his back, and cry out in pleasure. He could see how red Frank’s face was with how often he was hitting the bundle of sensitive nerves. When he felt that Frank had had enough and was as prepped as he could be, Poison pulled his fingers out of Frank’s contracting opening. Frank let out a frustrated whine.

“Nooooo!” Frank thought he whimpered to himself, but had in fact, said it out loud.

Poison chuckled as he lubricated his raging hard on a second time then tossed the bottle aside. Crawling between Frank’s legs, Poison could see that Frank was about two seconds from cursing the hell out of him. Not wanting to hear his bitching anymore, Poison reached over to tie a cloth that was on the nightstand over his mouth. Frank let out a frustrated cry against the material, but Poison wasn’t listening. Reaching down, Poison grabbed his dick and placed it against Frank’s entrance.

“This is gonna hurt even more than my fingers for obvious reasons you should be able to figure out by yourself, but the pleasure will be 100x better for sure...I hope.” Poison explained to Frank, even though he was still ignoring him. The kid was stubborn, but Poison found it incredibly sexy at the moment.

Poison began to push himself in, and was forced to fight through Frank’s defiantness muscles because he refused to take to his advice on relaxing his body. Frank cried out against his gag and fought at his chains. He grit his teeth and shook his head at Poison’s tremendous size stretching him apart. From what little he knew of sex, prepping was something his friend Ville informed him was very important. If he was not mistaken, Poison had done that, yet why did it hurt so much to have him inside him?

After pushing himself all the way in and officially being the taker of Frank’s virginity, Poison tried with all his might to stay still inside of him so that he could adjust to his size. Frank continued to fight him and cry until the pain had slowly subsided and drained him enough to stop fighting, all the while tears trailing down his face at the fact that his virginity had been taken. It was strange feeling having a dick inside of him he, he had never felt so…full before.

Somehow, Poison must have known the minute the pain had stopped hurting within Frank, because he began to carefully move. Pulling himself out with a loud groan, Poison slowly pushed himself back into Frank again, testing Frank’s reaction, which wasn’t much but a small gasp. Poison knew after his second thrust that he wouldn’t be able to hold back any longer, and instead of waiting for Frank to adjust to the feeling of him pulling out and pushing back in, he began to thrust into him at a normal pace.

Frank’s eyes rolled in the back of his head the moment Poison’s cock smacked right dab into his prostrate on his third thrust. He let out the loudest whorish and most inappropriate moan that he ever heard before, but he couldn’t be embarrassed over it when Poison himself wasn’t sounding that all appropriate either with his face buried in Frank’s neck. Poison didn’t care how he sounded as he started spewing out endless moans alongside Frank. This was better than any dream or hand job Poison had ever had, and it was well worth the long wait. If they were on good terms and Frank wasn’t so damn stubborn, he would tell Poison that he’d never known what the word ecstasy truly meant until this moment.

Poison kept his thrust at a normal pace for as long as he could before his hips started to snap forward into a quick but deep penetrating thrust. Frank’s prostrate was under a brutal attack as Poison ruthlessly assaulted it with blows after blows. He was relentless, but it wasn’t just because he was being selfish, it was also because Frank’s whorish moans were urging him deeper and faster. His legs assisted in pulling him in before pushing him back out repeatedly. Frank couldn’t last much longer, and he knew it. The familiar feeling in his lower belly was telling him that he was about to cum. Frank threw his head back and let out a scream of pleasure as his muscles tightly contracted around Poison’s cock seconds before he shot his cum all up his stomach. Poison let out a loud ‘fuck’ at Frank’s muscles surrounding him grip him with an iron-like hold, and compelled him to coat Frank’s inside with his hot cum much too early for his liking.

Poison collapsed onto Frank’s limp form, gasping for air. Frank was drifting in and out of unconsciousness because of how intense his orgasm was and couldn’t barely feel the light kisses Poison was littering him with as a sign of appreciation.

Naturally, when virgin is having sex with someone for the first time, their orgasms occur a lot quicker than it would if they had been experienced. What came as a shock to Frank when he orgasmed, in what felt like seconds after his virginity was taken, Poison had also came not two seconds after him...