Smut. Frerard. Oneshot Gerard likes the look of the new boy, he likes him a lot. Please rate and review :)
I continued to watch him throughout the day as he scuttled from one class to another, fear radiating from his small hunched up frame. This is how I decided whether people could be my friend, I watched them and I had already made up my mind that I wanted him to be my new friend. Not yet though, I was enjoying studying him and was gathering information on him by the way he behaved.
The first thing I noticed was his shyness, not once had he spoken to anybody even when they spoke to him first. I found this rather intriguing. Next I figured out his sexuality, he was clearly gay like I am because he never looked at any of the girls in the halls or class which, even I had to admit, were quite beautiful but he did glance at a few boys. I was glad to figure this out because I didn't want a friend who was disgusted by me. Lastly I noticed his hands, the were calloused in a way only years of playing guitar could make and this fact also pleased me as music was a passion of mine. Yes he was quite perfect.
Now I don't make a habit of this but I also couldn't help noticing his outer shell. He was rather beautiful himself, his hair styled in a sort of deflated mohawk covering his left eye and the shaven sides bleached. His mouth was nice to look at too as his lips were almost pouting but on the rare occasions I saw him smile, it was quite mischevious and damn sexy with a cheeky silver hoop through it. They were kissable and I really wanted to join my lips with his.
My favourite feature were his eyes though, they mesmerized me. They were coloured a mixture of olive and honey, the colours swirling together in an enchanting way. They were heavily lidded in an almost sleepy manner with dark spiky lashes and rimmed with blood red eyeliner, he was stunning.
I made a plan to approach him the following day as while I observed him I caught him looking at me and smiling so I had a feeling he would be comfortable enough to speak with me. I wandered along the hallways to my locker so I could gather my books to take home when I heard a loud clatter and the oh so familiar jeers of the jocks. Usually I would turn away and wait until it was over but something inside me told my legs to keep walking toward the noise. When I reached the source my hands balled into fists as an unfamiliar fury filled my chest.
There he was, the new boy, laid on the floor surrounded by assholes kicking at him and spitting down onto his tiny frame. Something inside of me exploded and suddenly I was blinded for a moment but when my head cleared they were running away shouting abuse and wiping blood from there noses "Way you crazy bastard, your gonna pay for that..." and "Fucking faggots! Freaks always stick together" were the last things I heard before they disappeared out of the entrance doors.
I turned around to see Frank, as I had learned his name was, struggling to his feet before stumbling forward. I quickly grabbed his arms and steadied him before he fell to the floor again. He looked up into my eyes and smiled one of those delicious mischevious smirks before nibbling his lip and hissing when his teeth grazed the cut on it. I leaned down and picked up his bag, slinging it over my shoulder I guided him towards the main entrance doors and out onto the parking lot, my books could wait until tomorrow.
I unlocked my car and ushered for him to get inside, it amused me how we hadn't even spoken to each other yet but he felt comfortable enough to get in to my car for a ride home. I turned on the ignition and backed out of my space before taking a left and heading toward the main road. I pulled out a cigarette and offered one to Frank who gratefully accepted and lit up, I took a long draw fom it before clearing my throat "So Frank, where do you live?"
He looked toward me and puffed on his own cigarette "Uh..Gerard right? I can't go home yet, I forgot my key so you could just drop me anywhere and I'll hang around a while and make my own way back..."
"You could come hang at my house? I...I mean, like, if you want to..." I nibbled at my lip in the way I always did when I was nervous and looked at him. He was grinning rather widely at me and nodding
"Sounds awesome..." I began grinning too as the car fell silent apart from the hum of the engine "Hey Gerard?..." I looked at Frank briefly before looking back at the road trying desperatly to ignore the butterflies with pick axes in my stomach "Where did you learn to fight like that? I mean it was like some crazy Chuck Norris shit man, It was pretty fucking impressive dude" I burst out laughing which startled Frank a little, I really didn't know how to answer that
"I literally never had a fight in my whole life"
"No fucking way! you were like a fucking ninja dude are you serious?"
"Yeah..." I giggled nervously at him then decided to change the subject as I pulled into the parking lot of my apartment complex "Uh I kinda umm live alone..."
We made our way inside and dumped our shoes in the small hallway before wandering through to my little kitchen. I couldn't help wondering why Frank hadn't asked me why I didn't live at home so I asked him straight out. He jumped up onto the kitchen counter and thought for a moment before smiling at me "You're gay right? Had a disagreement with mom and dad so you had to get your own place am I on the right track?"
"How did you know?"
"I can read people, I watch them all the time just like you've been watching me..." A fellow observer, how didn't I realise? "I have an idea Gerard, you tell me what you figured out and I will tell you what I figured out?"
"Ok, you live with a single parent after a divorce. You play guitar and have done for a long time, your quite shy like me unless you observe a person and decide to be their friend. You, are also gay..." he nodded and clapped his hands as if applauding me
"Very good Gerard, now onto you obviously I figured out your home life and you just said your shy. You are an artist and a very good one at that, you only have a few friends because you thought them acceptable. You don't like to fit in as being a misfit means being alone quite often which suits you perfectly..." he jumped down from the counter and moved slowly across the kitchen toward me "You don't realise how beautiful you are and hide your face from the world and I know most of all that you find me attractive...just like I find you attractive"
What I did next was completly out of my control. I grabbed the back of his head and joined our lips together. His soft lips began moving furiously against mine as we staggered toward the counter. I felt my back slam against the hard surface but I was distracted from the pain by Franks tongue licking my bottom lip demanding entrance which I eagerly gave him. Our hands were roaming each others bodies in a state of pure adrenalaine and lust. I pulled away and grabbed his hand dragging him toward the front room and collapsed on the sofa. Frank pulled off his shirt and threw it on the floor followed quickly by my own. I grazed my nails up his bare back as our mouths re-connected and our skin moved against each other. I felt my pants grow tighter as my erection began to build.
Suddenly Frank began grinding his hips down on mine and a loud moan escaped my trembling lips. He pressed his mouth more firmly to mine as our kiss began to get more heated. I slid a hand down his chest and stomach before slipping it inside of his pants and wrapping it around his cock. I started pumping and Frank released a deep gutteral moan which made me shiver. It didn't take long until he jerked his hips and gasped loudly into the air filling his pants and my hand with his cum.
He closed his eyes for a moment and took a few deep breaths. He began moving off me and unfastening my jeans, I watched him curiously as he slid them off and threw them on the floor "Its your turn now" before I even had time to react he yanked down my underwear and enveloped my cock in his hot mouth, I threw my head back and moaned out loud at the sudden heat rushing through me as he immediatly hollowed his cheeks and began bobbing his head up and down. His tongue danced wonderfully around my cock and an all too familiar sensation flooded the pit of my stomach "F...Frank im gonna..." before I even had time to finish my sentence I came hard into his mouth and Frank never missed a beat swallowing every last drop.
He looked up at me through his spiky lashes then helped me sit up "Well..." I placed my head on his shoulder "...That was unexpected Gerard, I think that we make some pretty awesome friends. We should definetly hang out like all the time..."
"Well they do say freaks stick together..."
"Yeah and we fuck together too..." and with that he crashed his lips onto mine once more...
Well, as you can probably tell I really didn't know how to end this little one shot so it kinda finishes lamely but it would be supercallafradgilisticexpialidociously awesome if you guys could rate and/or review for me? pretty please with lots of naked Frankies on top xoxo