Charge at you

Since it wasn't Frankie's first rodeo, he charged at you—with all of the speed he could. You didn't expect Frankie's playstyle, and before you could even think, he'd had you pinned down, toppling you like jelly, his larger body towering over yours with ease. Sitting upon your feeble, skinny frame, Frankie licks his lips as his bulge pokes you from his singlet, sitting on your chest with a grimace. You try to struggle out from underneath his grasp, but the back-and-forth between you two just makes him even more aroused. You sit there, helpless, as he...?