Frank the date

Trevor didn't want to feel rude when Frank insisted heavily to get the damn fork. This guy was too polite but he might as well let the other man do it.

Frank scooted his chair out a bit and got on all fours on the floor. He crawled under the table to look for the silverware.

Trevor waited and tried not to bounce his leg up and down nervously. It didn't help matters that he realizes he had a small case of his boner growing, only being semi-hard right now hoping Frank wouldn't notice it.

Finally, Frank had located the fork and it was in between Trevor's legs.