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‘Uh…. Uhh…. Fuck! Harder!’ I moaned loudly, wrapping my legs tighter around my boyfriends waist. He complied and drove his cock harder into me.

‘Fuck Frankie!’ He yelled, gripping my hips. ‘Aww... baby, baby, baby.’ He pounded harder each time he moaned “baby”. I kept my eyes on him, watching his flicker between me, lying underneath him, and the TV which played gay porn. This was our sex life. He’d fuck me senseless while watching gay porn. I didn’t mind, I was always in too much bliss to care.
My body was too spent to do anything but lay there and take it. I gripped the silk sheets as Gerard slammed into my prostate.

‘Fuck! Right there, Gee!!’ I screamed, throwing my head back against the pillows. He kept slamming into that sweet spot, making me scream his name out. I was so close to my climax but I couldn’t tell Gerard. He liked me to keep him in the dark so, when I released and my muscles tightened, he’d get a kick out of the shock.
I bit my lip, refraining from screaming so loud, the whole of New Jersey would probably hear. I let a few moans slip through, keeping the illusion I wasn't as close as I really was.
Gerard’s eyes were glued to the screen, watching some poor teen kid getting sandwiched between 2 burly men. His eyes snapped to me, and evil grin plastered on his lust filled face. He pulled almost completely out of me, leaving just the tip of his tumescent cock inside me. I braced myself, getting ready for the painful, yet oh so pleasurable thrust. He winked at me before slamming. I caught him off guard by slamming my hips down to meet his powerful thrust. That sent me over the edge, making me cum over both of our stomachs. Gerard let out a high pitched moan as his warm seed spilled and filled me. He lowered himself and lay, almost, completely on top of me. I wrapped my arms around him, hoping he’d stay this time. No, I don’t mean he runs off after making love to me. I meant, I hoped he didn’t go for another round.
He nuzzled his face into the crook my neck, breathing heavily.
‘Still so tight, baby.’ He mumbled as he slipped into a comfortable sleep. I lay there, holding him. 4 times. Every night. It was enough to kill me. My body ached all the time but I couldn’t resist him. Resisting Gerard was like an alcoholic refusing free booze. I slipped into an exhausted sleep, his cock still in me.

‘Frankie? Wakey wakey baby.’ Gerard's sweet voice sounded, dragging me from my exhausted slumber. I groaned and rolled over to my stomach, attempting sleep.
‘Come on. I have to go soon.’ Gerard whined, gripping my bare hips.

‘’m tired, Gee.’ I mumbled into my pillow.

‘Okay, Frankie. I’ll see you after work, baby. Love you.’ He kissed the back of my head and left. I lay in bed, feeling badd. We usually had sex before he went to work but my body felt like lead. Everyone had always said that sex wouldn’t kill you. I’d like to beg to differ. My body ached like there was no tomorrow. Gerard had been getting harder with his thrusts, probably bruising me from the inside out.
I got out of bed, dragging my sore body to the kitchen for coffee. The kettle was half full and still warm so I clicked it on and filled my cup with the right amounts of coffee and sugar, adding water and milk. I sipped at the warm coffee, letting it wake me.
I threw my cup in the sink and went for a shower, grabbing a towel from the linen press as I went. I struggled to walk down the hallway. It hurt so much to walk. On a normal day, I’d be in the shower for over an hour. But this day, it only lasted 15 minutes. I tried to tell myself it wasn't because of Gerard and his sexual appetite.
I got out of my shower, wrapping my black towel around my waist and attempted to find clothes. I was the washer, clothes were my responsibility but I never had time anymore. My nights were full, as were my mornings and my day was spent cleaning the mess we made of a night. The clothes did get washed. On weekends, between the 4th and 5th round.
I found a random set of clothes that luckily matched and sat on the couch grabbing the house phone. I dialed the all too familiar number.

‘Hello?’ Mikey said.

‘Hey Mikes. I was wondering if you could come over….. I need to ask you something.’ I said, chewing on my lip ring.

‘Is everything okay, Frank? You sound a little… down.’ Good ol’ Mikey. Always able to pick out everyone’s emotions. It got annoying when you didn’t want anyone to know.

‘I’m fine…. I just need to ask you something. I’d prefer you were here.’

‘Okay. I’ll be there in like, 10.’ We said our goodbyes and hung up. I had 10 minutes to make myself pretty again. I knew I looked badd, I’d caught a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror. I settled with a little foundation, that was Gerard's so it was a shade to pale for me, and a bit of eyeliner just to take the horrible edge off of my bags.
I ran to get the door as someone knocked. I knew it was Mikey. Ray and Bob never visited. They knew Gerard liked sex and they didn’t want to walk in or hear us.

‘Wow. You look like shit!’ Mikey almost yelled as I opened the door. He didn’t know of my late nights. Not yet.

‘Don’t bring it up.’ I groaned.
5 minutes later we were sitting on the couch, coffee’s in hand.

‘So, what did you want to ask?’ Mikey pressed, seeing the nerves that came out when he mentioned Gerard.
I shifted in my seat, sipping at my coffee.

‘I, Uhh… I know this is not something I should be asking you…. But I have no-one else to turn to.’ I sigh, getting the explanation out of the way.

‘Well, spit it out. You’re starting to scare me.’ Mikey said with a confused expression. I sighed once more.

‘Well….. you’re brother has a problem.’ I started, deciding to keep the sex to a minimum.

‘What?! Is he okay?’ He yelled, almost dropping his cup. I dropped my head, afraid to see his expression.

‘He’s fine. I don’t mean a problem like alcoholism or drugs…. I mean an addiction….. To sex.’ I peeked up when he hadn’t said anything. Mikey’s face was like a goldfish, just frozen.

‘A-are you saying my brother….. Is a sex addict?’ he looked at me as if I was crazy. 3 years ago Gerard was a hermit. He wouldn’t leave his room except for food, school and bathroom breaks. To Mikey, maybe it was hard to accept the fact but it was true.

‘I’m not sure right now. I’d like to tell you why I think so but… you’ll be scarred for life.’

‘Just tell me, Frank…. If he had a problem, we have to fix it.’ He said sternly, trying to prepare himself.

‘E-every night, after he gets home from work…. We… well, you know…. Have sex like 4 times a night. And it’s finally taking its toll on me. It hurts to move, Mikes.’
Mikey jumped up from his side of the couch and almost pounced on me. He wrapped his arms around me.

‘Why didn’t you say sooner? Fuck Frank! We could have stopped this. We could have do-‘

‘Mikey! I get it! I should have said something but I just thought…. Fuck, I don’t even know what I was thinking!’ I dropped my head into my hands, even that hurt.

‘You have to tell him no.’ Mikey stated, gripping my shoulder.

‘I can’t! I’m afraid that, if I tell him no, he’ll go find a prostitute or something.’ I whispered into my hands. I knew Gerard loved me but when a man needs release, he’ll do anything for it.

‘I know my brother and Gerard would NEVER go to a prostitute. He hates dirty whores.’
Mikey wasn't helping one bit. If anything, he was making me even angrier.

‘He’s got a half day today. I’ll figure something out. You better go before he gets home and fucks me in front of you.’ I sighed, just imagining that. Me, laid out on the floor, fully exposed with Gerard halfway in me and Mikey just watching.
I walked him to the door, about to say goodbye when “Everything is paid for tonight While at the party of the Dead dancing in their graves” my phone started to ring. I sighed.

‘Hello?’ I asked without looking at the caller ID. Mikey whispered a ‘goodbye’ and ‘good luck’ as I answered.

‘Hey baby. Feeling better?’ Gerard’s sweet voice traveled through the phone. I sighed and closed the front door, going to sit in front of the heater.

‘Yeah, much better. I think I just needed a coffee and shower. Sorry to disappoint you, babe.’ I did feel like I disappointed him. I broke our routine.

‘No, its fine, baby. You didn’t disappoint me.’ I heard a smile in his voice. ‘I’ll be home in like 2 hours. Love you.’

‘Love you too.’ I hung up the phone and threw it at the wall, watching it shatter into tiny shards of plastic and glass. Tonight would be painful, I could tell.

This was meant to be a one-shot but it turned out too long so its now gonna be a short chaptered story :D Tell me what you think please. im not too sure how good i am at sex scenes :D xox E