Why We Shouldn't Allow Josh Franceschi To Have A Twitter

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Submitted: December 23, 2011

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"Hey Matt, watch this." I whispered and leaned over slowly to Josh who conveniently had his one leg propped up on a little table, which had the area I was going for wide and free. I flicked him, right in his nuts.
"DAN! You motherfucking bastard!" "Oh shit." "Oh, shits right man!" Well I had managed to piss Josh off once again but this time it was just down right funny.
We had been attempting to bake all day and the rest of the gang were either frosting, stirring, ot taking stuff in and out of the oven. Josh had got up and started chasing me thorough the kitchen while Max just stood there laughing at us. Matt was too caught up in the supposedly polar bear he was making and Chris was muttering not-so-under his breath, "Goddamn bloody wankers can't go a day without doing something sexual." He was also in the middle of taking out a hot batch of cupcakes out of the oven and Josh had to stop for a moment to avoid being burnt.
"Whatcha gonna do now Franceschi?" I winked at him teasingly and he licked his lips, staring me down. "Oh, I think we both know exactly what I'm going to do."
Yeah, I did. Wasn't that the whole purpose of this anyways? Josh was always more attractive when he was angry.
He was on the opposite side of the counter, eyeing me up and down and before he knew it I was speeding off into the bedroom. He followed closely behind.
As he was chasing me down I heard Chris say, "earplugs anyone?"
Josh and I had made our way back to the bedroom, closing (and locking) the door behind him. I was standing at the bottom of the bed, just waiting for whatever plan Josh had devised in his head to do to me this time.
"You've been a very naughty boy Daniel." Fuck, he was turning me on just by saying my name and it also didn't help that he had removed his shoes, jacket, and shirt already and was walking over to me with a devilish grin.
He stands just centimeters apart from me and I longed for his touch. He shoved me down on the bed with much force and had climbed on top of me. God, dominate Josh was the best.
"And you know what happens to naughty boys right?" He removed my shirt and runs a steady finger slowly down my chest, leaning over to my ear. "They get what the give." He shoved his hand way, and when I say way I mean way too forcefully onto the crotch if my pants.
I didn't even know how to explain the sound I made. A yelp, scream and groan all in one. Chris was right about the earplugs but I knew this was just the sound Josh wanted to hear.
"Holy shitfuckdamn Josh......Hnnggggaaargrghhhhh." His hand at started to move experimentally around, trying to push at all the right places to have me in more pain that pleasure. I knew this was coming though, I just wanted what came after.
"Are you gonna be a good little boy now Danny?" "God, yes,.. Just... just do something!"
Josh seems to get the message and finishes removing my clothes and the rest of his. He lays back down,molding his body to mine, I craved the friction. His lips came in contact with mine as his hand starts to caress down my body.
His hand finds its way down there again and he's striking way too slow for my liking. "Jossshhhh." I whine out. He flips my body over, completely done with my dick now his is teasing at my entrance.
"Josh! Just fuck me already!" He flattens himself on me and holds the side of my head down. "That's a bad word Danny. And you know what we do to bad boys right? They. Get. Punished." He spits the last word into my ear and sits up. I can just feel the sting from his hand colliding with my ass.
"Uh, Josh! What the hell is..." I'm cut off by another slap. Okay, that one hurt. There's a big difference in smacking my butt when I come from the shower in a towel, but skin to skin on my arse when I can't do nothing about it isn't very pleasant.
"What did we say a about using bad words Daniel?" "Josh......" "Aww, is the little baby sad?.... Here" He says changing his position. "I think this'll make him feel better." He thrust into me.
"Sweet mother of god Josh." Moans escape from my mouth as he builds up speed. I can feel him close to my prostate every time he pushes into me but he backs out before the feelings can really get to me.
"Josh... Please.." "What do you want baby?" "You know what I want.." I say gritting my teeth. "Say it." "Fuck me....hard."
Josh got what he wanted and he takes no consideration this time around, hitting it dead on with every thrust.
My words are immobile now and all the come out of my mouth is moans and groans followed by some that Josh has made himself.
I can feel him, we're both about ready and he takes a final push inside me and I feel the warm liquid running out. We both come then. Not that I can feel it with everything thing that's going in but I'm pretty positive the bedsheets under me are stained as well.
"You've done a good job Dan. A gold star for you." He presses a quick kiss to my lips and gets up to clean himself off, throwing over my clothes to me in the process and I do that same as him. "Think they know what we did?" I joke sarcastically. Josh playfully shoves me and we walk out of the bedroom.
"Woah, woah, woah." Matt came up to his and out his hands out signaling up to stop. "C'mon guys, we can't get the icings mixed up!


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