Frank (Issue One)

I don’t think i can learn… he thought to himself while reading his own lyrics.

He never felt original. A tap on the door struck open. Rocky came in with a “hey big boy!~” he hugged him from behind giving frank’s chest a nice deep feel. “Mmm incredible show, pooch!”

Frank scruffed off the compliment and threw his arms back, “yeah right.” He replied while rocky walked a circle in the room undressing into something much more comfortable. Rocky was hurt by this.

“Didn’t think so, lad?” Rocky asked carefully knowing this wasnt his ground to be pound on.

“Dude i suck Ass, you already eat me out every night, you don’t need to patronize me.” Frank was blunt with this delivery. Rocky quickly dropped what he was doing, mid way to putting on boxers actually “woah woah woah what’s this talk now, chopper?” He comforted while he dropped to his own two feet to be at a comforting submissive stance to frank. Frank appreciated this and whimpered at the sight of rocky’s puppy eyes.

“I’m sorry I’m sorry its just… I never feel.. like I’m being listened to..” he said this while looking out into the curtain, where the crowd was of the eclipse, the name given to the night club he played at every night. “Well… its a strip joint, franky. And youre one rocking bird!” Rocky chuckled and slapped his ass to try and lighten the mood. This didn’t work. Frank stood still even with Rocky’s paw firmly deep into his left ass cheek.

“Sorry… its just… frank you’re kind of a bummer.” Rocky said this as he hugged his side. “You remind me of an old lana del rey singing away her moaning pains while men hump over her… youre exactly like her.” Rocky said this while caressing franks beak, frank kept starring at the crowd, gently sucking on Rocky’s thumb as he slowly slide it in.

“But she had fans who listened… they weren’t all redneck buggers who only want a quick cum dump.” Frank broke his concentration as he looked for comfort in Rockies eyes. Being much taller than rocky he enjoyed looking down at his masculine comfort pup. “I know big guy… but i listen… and I’m sure a lot of the shy guys out there listen too. I look at their eyes… the way i look into yours…” rocky began to tippy toe to lean in for a kiss… “the way you get lost in your own voice… the way you look at the spotlight… the way they look at you “ rocky comforted frank with his deep fatherly voice while feeling him up all over…” you have fans frank… you’re just too noble to see it…”

…rock and frank’s maws were mere atoms away as they gazed deep into each other…

Silence for what felt like forever. Frank began to cry as he hoped for a kiss.

“HEY, YOU FAGGOTS YOURE NOT PAID FOR EATING SHIT BACK STAGE” the owner of the bar broke in and made both of them break apart out of fear and startle. “How about you stupid fucks do this shit in front of everyone huh? You don’t make me any fucking COIN WHEN YOU MOPE ON STAGE UP THERE. GET THAT GOOD FOR NOTHING BEEFCAKE ASS OF YOURS OUT THERE BEFORE I LYNCH BOTH OF YOU TO THE LOSTERVORGENS.” The manager left and slammed the door as franks mirror slowly fell over and shattered while rocky and frank both looked at each other very depressed realizing what they both are to this world.

Whores. A quick one. A last one.