Frank and Kyle Old Friends Part 2

Derrick

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Looking around the house Derrick couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealously. But the main thing bothering him was the fact that this shouldn’t have been the first time he felt it. He knew Frank was wealthy and a pretty good business man but it didn’t seem to make sense. There were still memories of him bullying a little guy for being gay and trying to flirt with him in the locker room. The entire football team had bullied Frank into finally dating a woman. 

But then he saw a picture on the wall. Frank’s massive body was even bigger than his own. Derrick had always thought of himself as a pretty big guy. People had to tilt their heads back to look him in the eyes. In high school and college he’d worked out and played football with the rest of them. But after seeing the picture of Frank he remembered that next to him, Derrick felt so small. 

Rolling his eyes, ‘next to Frank anyone is small…’ It helped ease the hurt to his masculinity. He prided himself on his big, bulky, hairy body. All of his son’s girlfriends that came by said he had the perfect dad bod; thick and hairy. 

They passed another picture of Frank and it looked pretty recent. There was that twinge of jealously again. Somehow Frank looked even bigger and stronger than what he was in college. And without the added gut. 

“Ehem,” the maid cleared her throat getting Derrick’s attention. He didn’t realize how long he’d been staring at the picture.

Derrick followed behind her more closely. Something seemed a little bit off but he couldn’t quite place it. Some part of his brain was telling him that this wasn’t the way Frank lived but all of his memories were now telling him he was wrong. Frank had always been a clear alpha in business. He’d been known for making deals that no one else was able to make. That’s where his massive fortune had been able to accumulate. She opened the door to his office and bowed. 

Frank’s presence alone often intimidated anyone who tried to strike a deal with him. However Derrick wasn’t a push over either. His 6’4” frame had often given him leverage as well. Men were intimidated by his size and demeanor but all the girls in college used to fawn over his solid arms. He’d often have one of them feeling him up at his frat parties. ‘Damn those were good days,’ he thought to himself as Frank led him to the office. Passing a mirror he gave himself a bit of a flex. Even with a round belly he couldn’t help but think, ‘Still got it though.’

“Afternoon,” Frank said as he looked up from some papers. 

‘Always busy…’ Derrick would have rolled his eyes if it were anyone else. But he knew better. “Afternoon Frank. How’s it going,” he tried to sound peppy as he said it but it still came out a bit awkward. Frank’s overwhelming presence was throwing his usual game off. It was tough but somehow he kept his fake chipper personality intact.

“Not too bad. Just finishing some paperwork. Almost done.” Frank put a few papers away. “So you came to ask a favor?” Frank’s eyes didn’t even look up from where he was filing. 

‘Already??’ Derrick worried his plan had already been seen through. There was no way Frank could know he wanted something. He hadn’t even asked. “What? Me? No… I just came to see an old friend,” he said trying to make it sound more like a joke. 

“Oh? I thought you wanted me to bail you out of you’re failing repair shop… Again…” Frank finally stood up from the desk. He walked around and leaned against it. That’s when Frank was really able to appreciate the man’s height. Even leaning against something he was a good two or three inches taller than him.

“What? No… Why would you think that?” 

A wicked grin crossed Frank’s face. Derrick didn’t like how he was smiling. “Cause I can see you wearing that pink jock that I like so much…” 

Looking down Derrick could see the bright pink sticking out of his pants. ‘Damn it!’ he cursed himself for being so careless. It was an old joke Frank had played on him in college but Derrick just rolled with it. Even if he thought it looked gay he wasn’t about to let the other guys threaten his masculinity. “Oh that?” he tried to play it off. “That’s nothing…”

Frank cocked an eyebrow. That wicked grin looked even more devious as Frank opened his mouth, “oh? Are you wearing that for other men now too? You’re wife’s one thing but I think you know how I feel about sharing…” 

Derrick racked his brain trying to think why else he’d wear that bright pink jock. Technically his wife didn’t know what he was doing with Frank sometimes. At least she never said anything about it. But now he had to think of something. The prank had been so long ago but this almost always got Frank to give him something. Bring up old memories was usually a good strategy but it had to be implemented in a more casual way.

“You don’t lie to me,” Frank said. “Got it? I don’t like liars. You want to be a good boy. I know how much you don’t like being a bad one.”

A pang of guilt crossed Derrick’s mind as he thought about why he’d just been trying to lie. “You got me…” he said solemnly. “I just need a little extra cash…”

“That’s a good boy,” Frank stood up and pat Derrick on the back. “You know how what you have to do to get it. Right?” A flash of Frank’s giant naked body on top of his went through his mind. He rubbed his exposed ass thinking about how much it had hurt the first time. 

Derrick didn’t say anything. He just ignored the thought and pretended nothing was different. “I just need a little bit this time. Not too much. Just enough to get me through the end of the month.”

“And how much is that?” Frank crossed his arms across his chest. His biceps bulged while his chest seemed to push out more. 

“Two thousand,” Derrick said. He originally wanted five thousand but the thought of angering Frank right then and there had him a bit on edge. He knew how much the other man hated liars. And getting what he needed was far more important than getting what he wanted.

To Derrick’s surprise, Frank gave him a bit of a smile. “Is that all?” Frank asked getting a little closer. He put his giant hand on Derrick’s shoulder. “Alright. You know what I want.”

Another flash of Frank being on top of Derrick flashed through his mind. Derrick tried to shake it out but he knew exactly what Frank wanted. But the really weird thing was in his mind he didn’t look the same. It was weird that in his mind he saw himself as what he could only describe as a twink; a small, rather skinny, hairless guy with just a bit of muscle definition on his thin frame. He shook his head ignoring it. “Can’t you just let me borrow it?” Derrick asked. 

“Course I could,” Frank laughed pretty hard. His deep baritone laugh echoed off the hard wood of the office. “But where’s the fun in that. Besides you like to listen to what I tell you to do.” Derrick felt a little odd hearing this. Of course he did. Frank was pretty much his mentor. “Follow me,” Frank said as he walked to the door. “You’re in for a good surprise.”

“Yes sir,” Derrick said diligently. He didn’t normally do this for anyone but Frank. Frank didn’t say where they were going but Derrick had a bit of an idea. Part of him didn’t want to admit it while another part was a bit excited. 

Frank walked down his halls with long confident strides. It was a little hard for Derrick to keep up but he was doing the best he can. Frank turned around and realized just how far behind Derrick was. “Sorry about that… Still adjusting to my new size,” he laughed a little as though it was some kind of joke. He seemed so relaxed for a second. It was completely out of character.

“Huh?” Derrick looked up at him completely confused. He had no idea what Frank would possibly mean by that. Even to Derrick he’d always been such a big guy that most people didn’t compare to him. 

Frank let out another laugh. “Guess you don’t know what I’m talking about…” He didn’t seem to be talking to Derrick as he said it. “Let’s just say I’m still getting used to everything.” Derrick still had no idea what to say but just went along with it. He was a little more worried about how Frank kept looking up and down at him. He changed his tone back to the more serious one. “I’m so glad you know how much I like it when you shave everything.” He finally said. He paused looking up and down at Derrick for a second. “Kyle’s so much better at this than me…” Derrick thought he heard Frank mumble under his breath. “You shave your entire body every week. I like it.” Frank said. 

The smile on Frank’s face made Derrick calm down a little bit. He knew how much Frank hated looking at his body when it was hairy. “Yeah…” Derrick smiled back at the comment about his grooming habits. He always felt the hair didn’t look too good on him.

“It just looks so good on your thin body,” Frank said getting closer to Derrick. His hands felt even bigger as they ran up and down his arm. Derrick felt weird as he looked down at his thin arms and legs. Something in his mind said he used to play football and he was supposed to be bigger. But looking up Derrick his mind went blank again.

“And so short…” Frank continued. “What are you 5’6”? 5’4”? Yeah you can’t be over 5’4”.”

Derrick’s head tilted further back looking up at Frank. He could barely see anything past the massive pectoral shelf right in front of his face. “Almost 5’4”,” he said backing up against the wall. 

“Is that so?” It sounded like Frank had just about growled. The image of the small twink bottoming for the giant in front of him. “You love turning me on. Don’t you?” Derrick’s dick grew hard as he heard the primal lust in Frank’s voice. He scratched at it trying to ease it up a bit. 

“I do…” Derrick moaned. “But… But…” he was trying to remember what he came he for. It was something about something… Another moaned escaped his mouth as Frank pressed up even harder against him. His body pinned to the wall as the massive man just put a little more weight onto him. 

“Your sooo gay,” Frank whispered into his ear. A series of kisses up his neck was enough to distract Derrick again. Frank’s soft words continued. “You may have a wife but we both know you prefer me. That’s why you’ve just got one kid right? Couldn’t get it up thinking about anyone other than me…” 

Derrick’s body felt so heavy right now. He couldn’t keep his weight up on his legs. If not for Frank holding him up against the wall he would have surely fallen on his ass. “You’re just sooo hot…”

Frank let out a laugh as he heard the words. “You really always felt that way didn’t you. Going to all my football games. Trying to sneak a peak in the locker room. Think I didn’t know? You weren’t exactly sneaky about it… God… Looking at your weak pathetic body gets me so fucking horny.”

With a quick movement Derrick found his face against the wall. His pants were pooled around his ankles. Frank could feel Derrick’s tight muscles flex as he pushed him against the wall. His dick had pressed up against Derrick’s hole. He could feel the warm pre lubing him up. Frank pushed him against him harder. 

“God I don’t know how you get so tight again,” Frank groaned. Derrick could feel his dick trying to force its way in. “You’d think you’d eventually loosen up at least a little. But damn I feel like I can always just barely fit.”

“It’s just cause you’re so big!” Derrick complemented.

“I’m what?” Frank growled.

“You’re so big!” Derrick repeated. He knew how much Frank liked hearing it. But they’d done it so many times that even Derrick didn’t understand the reason.

“Good boi,” Frank complemented. He gripped the smaller man’s arms tightly and pushed in. Again Derrick’s legs went weak but Frank’s dick was able to hold him up against the wall. With a deep grunt Frank pushed himself deeper inside. Derrick could feel himself opening up more. His body was accepting the dick just as it always did. 

Derrick’s body bounced with each thrust. He was just along for the ride now. Frank just gave him a series of grunts. He could feel him getting closer to cumming. Hell Derrick had been on the edge since Frank had pinned him against the wall. Just feeling his weight holding him down was enough to make him cum. He loved it. But he knew that Frank always came first. 

With an unexpected thrust Derrick could feel his insides fill with the other man’s seed. His mind went blank and the bright pink jock he was wearing started to fill with his own. 

“Good boi,” Frank complemented again. He could see that Derrick was out of breath and trying to keep up desperately. “So about your company… I think I’ll buy it.”

“What?!” Derrick looked up at Frank staring down at him. “But… But…”

“Look buddy. I know you’re trying hard but you need someone who actually knows how to run the place. Not just someone who goes around looking at all the employees. I know that’s why you keep asking me for money. One of the guys tells you a story and you get so hard and want to please them that you just give them money.”

“But…” Derrick had just been called out. And right after sex too. He suddenly had an uncomfortable mix of pleasure and sadness. 

Frank’s hand lowered onto his head, “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure it runs right.

Derrick looked up to his now new boss. He knew it was the right thing to do. It may have been a company that he started but he always wanted to run it with someone like Frank. But the main reason he ever got to see Frank was to ask for money. He knew he shouldn’t but the sex felt so good and he even got paid for it. Now that could stop…

“And don’t worry. I’ll make sure we continue our private business as well.” Frank grinned. Somehow it seemed like he always knew what Derrick was thinking.