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15.
I ignored Gerard the next morning, only speaking to him when necessary. When we got on the bus to go home, I purposely let Gerard and Mikey get on first, so I could sit away from them claiming I needed sleep. Mikey didn't complain, I think he had a hangover from last night, him and Gerard nearly drank four wine bottles on their own. I sat slumped in my chair staring out the window. The weather seemed to be reflecting my mood. The sky was filled with grey clouds, a storm was coming. I wasn't surprised when the seat next to me became all of sudden occupied. Gerard had his head in my lap with his legs outstretched before I even turned to look at him. I continued to look out of the window, ignoring his presence, wishing that I could disappear. Gerard grabbed my hand in his and started to play with my fingers like last time, obviously bored with my lack of response. He brought my hand close to his mouth and started lightly kissing my knuckles. I pushed my head back into the cushion of the chair, shutting my eyes, trying to ignore his touch, and failing. He pulled my hand down his chin, to his chest, and further to rest on his stomach. I felt him lift his upper body off my lap so his face was level with mine. I kept my eyes shut, wishing he would stop, but begging he wouldn't. He licked the outline of my lips and I parted them and began to breath heavily. I opened my eyes and stared at his face, inches from my mine, and whimpered as he let only his bottom lip graze my own. I leant forward closing the gap between us. Our lips slowly and sensually moving together, my hand that was resting on his stomach had slipped to his thigh. This time when he ran his tongue along my bottom lip I opened my mouth immediately, craving to taste him. We massaged our tongues together, Gerard moving his hands to rest either side of my face. When we broke apart I couldn't bring myself to smile at him, and he bit his lip as he studied my expression. Without speaking to one another Gerard resumed his position of lying on my lap, and I went back to staring at the window.
Once I got home I collapsed onto my bed. Relieved my parents were out for the night and I had the place to myself. It had started raining when we got off the bus at home, Gerard, Mikey and I had uttered a quick goodbye before running in opposite directions. I sat around watching television while eating grilled cheese sandwiches I had made. I missed just being on my own. Not having to behave with my parents, nor restrain myself with Gerard, being alone was so effortless.
I went to bed late that night, and slept until midday. While my parents were out shopping, I danced around in my underwear to Queen while sucking on a lollipop. I was screaming the lyrics to Killer Queen while twirling around. I honestly wasn't thinking about anything except for moving to the beat. I didn't even notice my audience until he giggled. Gerard was standing in the doorway of my living room, holding his stomach as he laughed. My first thought was to run upstairs to my bed room and hide in embarrassment. But instead I just said the first thing that came into my head. "Lollipop?" I said outstretching my hand towards him. He now had collapsed on the floor in a fit of laughter. I continued dancing as he laughed and when he managed to stand again, he joined me. Gerard was singing the words perfectly while shaking his ass around my couch. He danced his way over to me, taking my lollipop from out of my mouth and putting it into his own. I bit my lip as I watched him dance, sucking on my lollipop sensually. I froze watching him, and he stopped dancing too, noticing my change in mood. Without saying anything I silently headed upstairs towards my bedroom, with Gerard following behind.
I sat on my bed and stared at him as he entered my room. I had no idea what I was doing. I felt bad and excited all at once. He studied me from where I sat, tilting his head as if to analyze the situation. "You want me, don't you Frankie?" He stated plainly. I nodded my head slowly and my eyes started to fill with tears. As well as letting Gerard know that I wanted him, I was finally admitting it to myself. I was admitting to wanting a boy. I groaned and lay back on my bed, covering my face with my hands. "You don't want to want me, do you?" He asked. I didn't need to even think about my answer. "No Gee, I don't." He didn't respond to me and it was quiet for a long while. I finally took my hands away from face and stared at him. How could someone be so utterly perfect? The way his pale skin glowed, the way his jeans clung to his thighs, the way his hair sat messily atop his head. Had God sent him here to me on purpose? To tempt me? To ruin me? To test my belief and faith in God, and to see whether I could resist and stay clear of sin. I felt incredibly sure I couldn't as Gerard sat himself next to me on the bed. I watched him as he looked over my body from head to toe, involuntarily biting his lip. I turned my face away when he leaned in, but he didn't find this disheartening. He proceeded to lick my earlobe before whispering into my ear. "You don't want me to kiss you?" He asked in a tone that already knew the answer.
He let his hand trail down my chest, past my stomach, to rest on my groin. I tried to keep back a moan, I hadn't even realized I was hard, but I suppose it should be expected when I was in such close proximity with Gerard. "I assume you don't want me to touch you either then?" And he rubbed me through my boxers ever so slightly. "Fuck." I gasped bucking my hips. "You shouldn't swear Frankie, it's a sin." He whispered. In one quick movement Gerard slipped his hand into my boxers, closing his pale hand around my member but not moving. "Gee." I whimpered, not sure whether it was for him to stop what he was doing or start doing more. "Tell me what to do Frankie." He said while kissing my neck. I felt tears start to leak out from the corner of my eyes as I tried to reason with myself that this couldn't possibly be happening. "I-I can't." I stuttered. In response Gerard stroked me, from base to tip and back again. I moaned loudly through a sob. "Come on Frankie, keep going? Or stop?" He whispered. I wouldn't look at him as I answered. Looking at his face would have made what was happening more real. "K-Keep going." I whispered panting. "Please. Keep going." He didn't respond with words, only with actions. He started to move his hand slowly up and down my cock, and I was thrusting into his hand in time. The only sound coming from the room was my moans mixed in with my cries. Gerard said nothing beside me, the only reason I still knew he was there was the contact of his hand on me, and his lips occasionally grazing my jaw. Gerard shifted his body so he was on top of me, his hands moving faster. I could feel waves of pleasure moving through my body as he brought me closer to breaking point. "Open your eyes Frankie." He demanded, I had my eyes squeezed tightly shut, concentrating on only the feeling of his smooth palm and fingers pumping up and down my length. "Come on Baby." He said, using his free hand to grab my chin. At that moment I couldn't hold on any more. My eyes flew open as I released into his hand moaning his name. He watched my face intently, breathing his hot breath over my lips. With his hand still in my pants covered in my cum, he leant down and softly kissed my lips, sucking on my bottom lip while staring straight into my eyes.
Gerard got off me and grabbed some tissues to clean his hand. I was still lying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, trying to regulate my breathing. "Mikey and I are going to skip church tomorrow, so we were thinking you should to." He said casually. "And then he's going to spend the day with Alicia, so I was thinking that you should spend the day with me." His face broke out into a smile. Spending the day alone with Gerard, even he knew that was a bad idea. Before I had time to answer he continued. "That's what I originally came over here to tell you, not that I mind, I enjoyed it as much as you did." He said smirking. I felt heat spread over my cheeks. "Anyway, you should sleep over to, Mikey told me not to wait up." He said chuckling. I finally got my voice back and decided to try and work my way out of this. "Um, Gerard I should probably go to church and we have school on Monday, so I can't sleep either." I said quickly. "I can't sleep over when it's a..." Gerard cut me off. "Frankie, tomorrow morning all you have to do is say you're tired, and use the excuse of being on bible camp all week." He said urgently. "And as for the school night thing, just make something up about homework, they'll say yes to you Frankie, I certainly would." I tried to think a way around what he was saying, but I found it extraordinarily difficult, especially with him looking so cute. "Fine." I muttered. "Excellent." He said, and he walked over to me and gave me a kiss on the lips. "Now, if you will excuse me, I'm going to go home, take a long shower and touch myself while thinking about you. Hope you don't mind." He quickly ran out of room before I could respond, leaving me as red as a tomato.
So yeah, hopefully I'll be able to post another by tomorrow, not sure. Next chapter should be fun though. I'm not going to ask for reviews this time, but let's just say if I was a monkey, reviews would be my banana.
Raese.
15.
I ignored Gerard the next morning, only speaking to him when necessary. When we got on the bus to go home, I purposely let Gerard and Mikey get on first, so I could sit away from them claiming I needed sleep. Mikey didn't complain, I think he had a hangover from last night, him and Gerard nearly drank four wine bottles on their own. I sat slumped in my chair staring out the window. The weather seemed to be reflecting my mood. The sky was filled with grey clouds, a storm was coming. I wasn't surprised when the seat next to me became all of sudden occupied. Gerard had his head in my lap with his legs outstretched before I even turned to look at him. I continued to look out of the window, ignoring his presence, wishing that I could disappear. Gerard grabbed my hand in his and started to play with my fingers like last time, obviously bored with my lack of response. He brought my hand close to his mouth and started lightly kissing my knuckles. I pushed my head back into the cushion of the chair, shutting my eyes, trying to ignore his touch, and failing. He pulled my hand down his chin, to his chest, and further to rest on his stomach. I felt him lift his upper body off my lap so his face was level with mine. I kept my eyes shut, wishing he would stop, but begging he wouldn't. He licked the outline of my lips and I parted them and began to breath heavily. I opened my eyes and stared at his face, inches from my mine, and whimpered as he let only his bottom lip graze my own. I leant forward closing the gap between us. Our lips slowly and sensually moving together, my hand that was resting on his stomach had slipped to his thigh. This time when he ran his tongue along my bottom lip I opened my mouth immediately, craving to taste him. We massaged our tongues together, Gerard moving his hands to rest either side of my face. When we broke apart I couldn't bring myself to smile at him, and he bit his lip as he studied my expression. Without speaking to one another Gerard resumed his position of lying on my lap, and I went back to staring at the window.
Once I got home I collapsed onto my bed. Relieved my parents were out for the night and I had the place to myself. It had started raining when we got off the bus at home, Gerard, Mikey and I had uttered a quick goodbye before running in opposite directions. I sat around watching television while eating grilled cheese sandwiches I had made. I missed just being on my own. Not having to behave with my parents, nor restrain myself with Gerard, being alone was so effortless.
I went to bed late that night, and slept until midday. While my parents were out shopping, I danced around in my underwear to Queen while sucking on a lollipop. I was screaming the lyrics to Killer Queen while twirling around. I honestly wasn't thinking about anything except for moving to the beat. I didn't even notice my audience until he giggled. Gerard was standing in the doorway of my living room, holding his stomach as he laughed. My first thought was to run upstairs to my bed room and hide in embarrassment. But instead I just said the first thing that came into my head. "Lollipop?" I said outstretching my hand towards him. He now had collapsed on the floor in a fit of laughter. I continued dancing as he laughed and when he managed to stand again, he joined me. Gerard was singing the words perfectly while shaking his ass around my couch. He danced his way over to me, taking my lollipop from out of my mouth and putting it into his own. I bit my lip as I watched him dance, sucking on my lollipop sensually. I froze watching him, and he stopped dancing too, noticing my change in mood. Without saying anything I silently headed upstairs towards my bedroom, with Gerard following behind.
I sat on my bed and stared at him as he entered my room. I had no idea what I was doing. I felt bad and excited all at once. He studied me from where I sat, tilting his head as if to analyze the situation. "You want me, don't you Frankie?" He stated plainly. I nodded my head slowly and my eyes started to fill with tears. As well as letting Gerard know that I wanted him, I was finally admitting it to myself. I was admitting to wanting a boy. I groaned and lay back on my bed, covering my face with my hands. "You don't want to want me, do you?" He asked. I didn't need to even think about my answer. "No Gee, I don't." He didn't respond to me and it was quiet for a long while. I finally took my hands away from face and stared at him. How could someone be so utterly perfect? The way his pale skin glowed, the way his jeans clung to his thighs, the way his hair sat messily atop his head. Had God sent him here to me on purpose? To tempt me? To ruin me? To test my belief and faith in God, and to see whether I could resist and stay clear of sin. I felt incredibly sure I couldn't as Gerard sat himself next to me on the bed. I watched him as he looked over my body from head to toe, involuntarily biting his lip. I turned my face away when he leaned in, but he didn't find this disheartening. He proceeded to lick my earlobe before whispering into my ear. "You don't want me to kiss you?" He asked in a tone that already knew the answer.
He let his hand trail down my chest, past my stomach, to rest on my groin. I tried to keep back a moan, I hadn't even realized I was hard, but I suppose it should be expected when I was in such close proximity with Gerard. "I assume you don't want me to touch you either then?" And he rubbed me through my boxers ever so slightly. "Fuck." I gasped bucking my hips. "You shouldn't swear Frankie, it's a sin." He whispered. In one quick movement Gerard slipped his hand into my boxers, closing his pale hand around my member but not moving. "Gee." I whimpered, not sure whether it was for him to stop what he was doing or start doing more. "Tell me what to do Frankie." He said while kissing my neck. I felt tears start to leak out from the corner of my eyes as I tried to reason with myself that this couldn't possibly be happening. "I-I can't." I stuttered. In response Gerard stroked me, from base to tip and back again. I moaned loudly through a sob. "Come on Frankie, keep going? Or stop?" He whispered. I wouldn't look at him as I answered. Looking at his face would have made what was happening more real. "K-Keep going." I whispered panting. "Please. Keep going." He didn't respond with words, only with actions. He started to move his hand slowly up and down my cock, and I was thrusting into his hand in time. The only sound coming from the room was my moans mixed in with my cries. Gerard said nothing beside me, the only reason I still knew he was there was the contact of his hand on me, and his lips occasionally grazing my jaw. Gerard shifted his body so he was on top of me, his hands moving faster. I could feel waves of pleasure moving through my body as he brought me closer to breaking point. "Open your eyes Frankie." He demanded, I had my eyes squeezed tightly shut, concentrating on only the feeling of his smooth palm and fingers pumping up and down my length. "Come on Baby." He said, using his free hand to grab my chin. At that moment I couldn't hold on any more. My eyes flew open as I released into his hand moaning his name. He watched my face intently, breathing his hot breath over my lips. With his hand still in my pants covered in my cum, he leant down and softly kissed my lips, sucking on my bottom lip while staring straight into my eyes.
Gerard got off me and grabbed some tissues to clean his hand. I was still lying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, trying to regulate my breathing. "Mikey and I are going to skip church tomorrow, so we were thinking you should to." He said casually. "And then he's going to spend the day with Alicia, so I was thinking that you should spend the day with me." His face broke out into a smile. Spending the day alone with Gerard, even he knew that was a bad idea. Before I had time to answer he continued. "That's what I originally came over here to tell you, not that I mind, I enjoyed it as much as you did." He said smirking. I felt heat spread over my cheeks. "Anyway, you should sleep over to, Mikey told me not to wait up." He said chuckling. I finally got my voice back and decided to try and work my way out of this. "Um, Gerard I should probably go to church and we have school on Monday, so I can't sleep either." I said quickly. "I can't sleep over when it's a..." Gerard cut me off. "Frankie, tomorrow morning all you have to do is say you're tired, and use the excuse of being on bible camp all week." He said urgently. "And as for the school night thing, just make something up about homework, they'll say yes to you Frankie, I certainly would." I tried to think a way around what he was saying, but I found it extraordinarily difficult, especially with him looking so cute. "Fine." I muttered. "Excellent." He said, and he walked over to me and gave me a kiss on the lips. "Now, if you will excuse me, I'm going to go home, take a long shower and touch myself while thinking about you. Hope you don't mind." He quickly ran out of room before I could respond, leaving me as red as a tomato.
So yeah, hopefully I'll be able to post another by tomorrow, not sure. Next chapter should be fun though. I'm not going to ask for reviews this time, but let's just say if I was a monkey, reviews would be my banana.
Raese.
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