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Halloween.

That was the movie that was playing, also the date, and also my Birthday. Those movies always scared the shit out of me. Not to mention, the raging storm happening 20 feet away from me outside. I was terrified of them. Always have been. Always will be. The way the rain down poured on the dark, black street, making it glisten. The way the single streetlight shone allowing you to see just how hard it really was raining. The way the dark, gray clouds swirled in ways they weren't meant to swirl. The way the lightning came ever to close to touching the wet pavement. Everything about them was horrifying.

Gerard, Mikey, and I were lined up next to each other in front of the couch with a bowl of popcorn. Why we weren't just sitting in the couch, I don't know. But every Friday night for the past half year, this is where we ended up. Gerard's legs were stretched out and folded over each other, Mikey was sitting Indian style, and I was sitting between them in the middle with my legs pulled to my chest, and the bowl of popcorn resting perfectly between my chest and knees.

Gerard was nineteen years of age, me being barely seventeen, and Mikey sixteen. I always wondered why I hadn’t been closer to Mikey, but I guess age doesn’t matter. Gerard was just an overall better person; he was kind, sweet, caring, understanding, he was everything. We met last year in an art class he was a senior, and I was a sophomore. I couldn’t help but feel a connection to him; he was always encouraging, when I thought everything I did would turn out horrible, and always helping me with whatever I needed help with. Now he’s graduated, and I’m stuck in that god awful place being forced to sit in a classroom getting an ‘education’. I’d be smarter sitting around, doing absolutely nothing.


Crack

I jumped to the sudden noise that jolted me out of my mind. Gerard must have noticed the horror in my eyes for he reached over and put his hand on me knee, giving me a stern look that it was going to be okay. He'd been in this situation many times, and was well aware that I was terrified of storms.

I contemplated on weather or not to put my hand on his. Just as I was about to he slid his hand off my knee, on to the small amount of floor that was between us. Another clap of thunder, louder than before, shook the house. As a reflex my hand made its way to his, grabbing hold of it. I felt him stiffen and tense up. After a few seconds, I felt him relax. I glanced over to him giving him a look of worry; it was then he smiled, slowly moving his hand, and entwining our fingers together. I was shocked but I was glad he did it. I shot a fast glance at Mikey to see if he’d seen, but he was too wrapped up in the movie even thou we had seen it probably 20 times. I squeezed Gerard’s hand, and slowly slid down the couch, so my head was level with his shoulder, and rested my head upon it. We stayed that way for the rest of the movie.

It was two o’clock in the morning and, the movie finally ended so I assumed it was time for me to stop lying on Gerard, and assumed my original position.

“You guys up for another movie?” Mikey asked, not sounding the least bit tired.

“Nah, I’m pretty beat, I think I’m going to bed.” Was Gerard’s response, he looked at me, waiting to hear what I was going to say.

“Yeah, I think I’m going to too,” I said yawning.

“Awe you guys ruin the fun in everything.” We just ignored him and attempted to get up; it was hard from being in the same position, for hours on a hard floor.

We wondered into the kitchen to see if there was anything to munch on; we were sick of popcorn. We agreed on a bag of Oreos, and sat down at the table. We sat in silence for a few minutes, dipping Oreo after Oreo into our glasses of milk. I had assumed he felt kind of awkward after what happened during the movie. We had always been a bit flirtatious with each other, but it was never serious, just as a joke, or the occasional slap on the ass from one another.

“So” Gerard finally spoke, as he lifted his Oreo from the milk and popped it in his mouth. “Did you have a good birthday?”

I chuckled at the fact that he almost lost some cookie out of his mouth. “Yeah, it was really nice, thanks for the belt” I laughed.

“I thought you could use a new one” He said smiling. He had bought me a new hot pink, studded belt, I had been meaning to buy a new one, because my original one was rather old, and some of the silver studs had fallen off. “It’ll look good with those tight ass jeans you wear.”

I almost spit out my milk, and stared at him, wide eyed. He just laughed, and stood up to put away the bag Oreos. I couldn’t help but notice the way his arm muscles flexed as he reached up to open the cupboard, putting the bag away; he looked hot. Whoa, okay I’m getting ahead of myself.

“Come on, let’s go to bed. “ He said motioning me to the stairs that lead to the basement, also known as his room. Once at the bottom of the stairs, I walked to his bed grabbing my Misfits backpack and pulled out my pajamas; gray sweatpants, and plain black T-shirt. His room was just like any other teenagers; messy with carpet that was dark red almost black, the walls were a light gray, but you could barely notice due to all the band posters and drawings he had drawn over the past few years, a desk, a nightstand, and a dresser with a T.V sitting a top it.

I headed to the bathroom which was connected to his room, and began pulling the door shut, but something was resisting it. I looked out and saw Gerard standing there; hand on the door knob.

“Gerard…can I close the door” I asked bluntly. He just stared, and began to walk towards me. Once he was in the bathroom, he shut the door.

“Gerard…” I hissed

“Shh” he said walking towards me, putting his finger over my mouth to silence me, he leaned in, every so closely to my ear, I could feel his hot breath on my earlobe. “I haven’t given you all of your birthday present.” He purred

His voice sent shivers down my spine, as his hands crept down my side onto my hips. “Gerard, what are you doing?” I whimpered.

“Giving you what we both want.” He whispered at he attached his lips to my neck. I couldn’t help but enjoy it, throwing my head back, giving him more access. He sucked on my jugular vein destined to leave a mark, making me his. I let out a faint moan.

He moved his lips, and attached them to my own. It wasn't forced, but soft, and full of lust. I began to kiss him back, as his hands made their way up my shirt. He began moving his hands in a very soothing circular motion. I moaned into the kiss.

He ran his tongue along my bottom lip, tugging on the ring of metal that resided there, begging for entrance. I granted his request. Our tongues danced together, our saliva becoming one. His hands once again rested upon my hips, as he thrust his lower half against mine. He was considerably hard, which only made my member grow harder. I felt him smile into the kiss as he realized that he had accomplished his goal.

He began pulling me towards the door, as he opened it not even breaking the kiss. We fumbled into his room, almost tripping on the cloths on the floor as we made our way to the bed, still not breaking the kiss.

"Gerard," I said pulling away from his warm lips. He just used this as another chance to attack my neck.

"Hm" He muffled.

"The door," I panted "It's not locked." He broke away, hurried over to the door, and locked it. I did not want Mikey to walk in on what was about to happen.

He made his way back to me staring me straight in the eyes the whole time. He attached his lips to mine, forcefully this time. I reached up and tangled my hand in his hair, pulling him closer, and deepening the kiss.

We slowly lowered ourselves onto the bed. Gerard laying on top of me. I put my hands on his chest, palming his nipples.

"Oh, Frank..." He moaned into the kiss, grinding his hard on against mine. I led my hands down the hem of his shirt, tugging on it. He sat up, and ripped his shirt of, throwing it to the ground. He fumbled with mine, and I sat up a bit allowing him to take my shirt off.

"You're so beautiful, Frank." He breathed, lowering himself back down once he stopped observing my chest.

"So are you." I whispered, staring into his lust filled, honey colored eyes. He smiled and pecked my lips. He began kissing along my jaw line, and down my neck, trying to make a mark anywhere possible. Once he was satisfied, he made his way to my chest, and stopped on my right nipple. I moaned a moan from the back of my throat as he applied slight sucking pressure. I reached down, and began fumbling with my belt buckle, as he made his way down my chest.

"Now now, Frankie, that’s my job." He purred. He unbuttoned my jeans as I lifted up my hips so he could get them off. He threw them to the floor, and began to kiss around my belly button, and down my happy trail. He landed at the hem of my boxers, looking up at me he began to pull on it with his teeth. I smiled at him and reached down to rid myself of the thin layer of clothing.

He looked down at my erected member, smiling. After looking at me one more time, he lowered his head, just above the tip of my dick. He blew cold air on the tip. I gasped.

"Gerard...please, no teasing." I begged.

"Awe, but where’s the fun in that." He said, as his hot breath trailed over my member.

I was incredibly hard, to the point where it was almost painful, and wanted him to do something, anything. "Please." was all I mustered to get out.

"Well..since you're begging." He said.

I felt his soft, warm lips wrap around the head of my dick, sending me to throw my head back, moaning in pleasure. He flicked his tongue out over the slit, before taking me, full in his mouth. He bobbed his head up and down, twirling his tongue all around, and grazing his teeth along the protruding vein, sending me into pure ecstasy.

My breathing became astatic, as I felt my stomach muscles begin to tighten, telling me I was near my peak.

"Gerard..I'm..I'm almost." I panted, as a droplet of sweat fell down the side of my head.

He nodded, and hollowed out his cheeks, applying a fierce suction motion before deep throated me, and sending me over the edge.

"Gerard!" I screamed, spilling my seed in lengthy ropes, into his mouth. He let me ride out my orgasm, as he swallowed every drop.

I lay there panting, as Gerard came up to kiss me, allowing me to taste myself. He collapsed beside me on the bed.

"That...was the best..birthday..ever" I panted. He chuckled and rolled over to put his arm over my chest, and nuzzle his face in my neck.

"I’m glad you liked it." I soon felt his breathing getting heavier, telling me that he was asleep, I smiled and soon after found myself starting to drift into a peaceful sleep, dreaming of the man, and the best birthday I had ever had.