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Chapter 1: ------


Gerard was always the one who had the dates in the family. I was more the one who sat in the background, liking the person who Gerard was dating. Not this time though. This time Gerard was going a whole different path that I wasn’t exactly ready to go down yet.


I mean, Gerard’s boyfriend Frank was pretty cool and all. I think he’s a really great guy, but I mean, he’s a guy, and well, my brother might be gay, but that doesn’t mean I am. I remember that conversation that he had with my parents awhile back pretty well. We were sitting at the kitchen table, just talking about only Bob knows what, and Gerard brought up the topic by saying, “Can you pass the spaghetti? Oh, by the way, what would you do if I was gay?” My mom nearly had a heart attack while my dad choked on the noodles. Me, well, I had found out weeks beforehand when he brought Frank to work with him at Barnes and Noble.


Frank is probably the polar opposite of Gerard. My brother can be a jerk a lot of the time, and he likes to spend time brooding paintings and shit like that in his dark hole that he calls his bedroom in the basement. Frank, on the other hand, is just like a little kid. He pouts when things don’t go his way and you can make him happy again by handing him a Popsicle. He can be serious too when you need him to be. Just like when my girlfriend broke up with me and I was crying a few weeks ago, I barely even knew him when he came right up to my bedroom without even knowing anything was wrong and gave me a hug. Since then, Frank and I have been extremely close friends, mainly because I don’t really have anyone else but my brother. I tend to be a bit of a loner when it comes to making friends.


Gerard was checking some bitchy girl out at the counter next to me while I was working the coffee thing. He brought Frank to work today and he was over checking out some comics before he found one and sat down next to wherever I was at the time to read it. I don’t know why he liked to be around me so much. I mean, I don’t mind it. I actually like it a lot, but shouldn’t he be with Gerard, his boyfriend and not his boyfriends little brother? I don’t question it. I think Gerard is too intense for Frank sometimes. Gerard wants to take things seriously too often with Frank, when all Frank wants it to have some fun. That’s probably why he hangs around me when we’re working now. It’s because Gerard is all, “Frankie, stop distracting me, I’m working.”


So that’s the back story here. I scrubbed out a blender with a washcloth, just to waste time in the five minutes before the next shift started. Of course, Gerard was working hard and not even noticing the fact that he clocked out in five minutes. I, on the otherhand, have been staring at the clock for the past two hours to count down the seconds until my shift was over. I only worked here because of Gerard anyways. I didn’t really need the money. Gerard just didn’t want to work alone, so he dragged me along with him. I’ve been saving the money that I’ve earned here for the past two years, so I’ve got a bank account filled with cash. Thank god.


Five.. four.. three… two… one. Okay. It’s 6. Time for me to clock out. I left as soon as I saw the clock strike six and left the building with frank and Gerard close behind me. “Where to go out to eat today?” I said, skipping to our car, before beating Frank and Gerard there, leaving me bouncing up and down impatiently for Gerard to unlock to car.


Frank got in the front with Gerard while I got in the back. I didn’t mind. I mean, they were going out, so it doesn’t really matter that I’m always the one left out. I’d love to have a relationship like that though. Where I always have someone to count on to sit next to me in the car. “Mikey, you’re sitting by yourself back there. You always do. How about we switch things up today.” Frank climbed over the passenger seat to get into the back with me. He gave me a small smile before looking back at Gerard. Frankie always knows what I’m thinking and does the exact right thing that I need at the moment. I don’t know how he does it. I bet he has Mikey senses. It’s the only logical explanation.


We drove to Culvers to get a burger and some fries. We always go to culvers when we want to get burgers because we know they have good veggie burgers for Frank, the vegetarian in the group. “I don’t know how you guys eat it. It makes me sick,” Frank sasid, picking a piece of cheese off of his veggie burger and sticking it in mouth. I had already eaten half my burger because after working at the coffee place for a bajillion hours with a million different smells of coffee and baked goods, you get pretty damn hungry.


I swallowed the half of a burger that was shoved into my mouth in one gulp and wiped my mouth. “Like this, Frank.” I took another bite before chewing and swallowing.


He smilled at me, shaking his head, saying, “Disgusting, Mikey. You’re such a carnivore.”


“Damn right I am.” Gerard was in the background for this whole conversation apart from holding frank’s hand on the table. I don’t know what’s wrong with him a lot of the times. I’m thinking it’s a lot more than he lets on to us.


“Hey you guys, I think I’m going to go sleep over at a friend’s house tonight. I’m getting a headache and with you two sleeping over at my house, then I won’t get any sleep and my headache will get worse. He’s gunna come pick me up, so I’ll see you guys later.” He gave Frankie a long kiss on the lips that made my cheeks heat up just to watch. There was just something so hot about when guys kissed each other that made me heat up on the inside. I love that. I hope that doesn’t sound too gay. I don’t even know why I like it so much. Gerard always makes fun of me for it.


When Gerard left, Frank burst into tears. I had no idea what to do, so I just kind of scootched into the seat that he and Gerard had been sitting in, putting an arm around him comfortingly. “Frank? What’s wrong?”


We were pretty much done with our food anyway so I threw out our trash and got up to leave. Frank and I sat in the car for a few minutes before he could finally get enough air to actually say anything. “It’s Gerard. He can kiss me like that, but he doesn’t even want to be in the same house as me when I sleep over? What did I do wrong?” He sobbed into my shoulder. “But you Mikey, You’re so much nicer than your brother sometimes. I don’t know. I might just be dating him because I want to be your friend. If me and Gerard break up, you’ll side with him and you’ll both hate me, and I don’t want you to hate me.” He couldn’t get out anymore because he was hiccupping viciously as I rubbed his back sweetly.


“Come on now, Frankie. Bullshit. You know I’d want to be your friend no matter what. If you and Gerard ever fought, you know I’d probably side with you because it’d have to do with Gerard being an asshole. You two are the perfect couple anyways. You’ll never break up.” I smiled at him, as he hiccupped out laughter. He wasn’t crying anymore, which is a good thing. Just an occasional hiccup here and there.


We sat there in silence for a little bit before as if by an unspoken agreement, we leaned towards each other, kissing each other on the lips. I knew it was wrong, he knew it was wrong, but neither of us wanted it to end. My lips melted against his, and I wasn’t expecting to feel this strongly towards it. Honestly, at first I thought that it was just a whim that I was following through randomly and it’d be done before I know it. Next thing I know, I slid across the barrier from the drivers seat to the passenger seat onto frank’s lap.


He had his hands on each of my cheeks, holding my face to his before his hands slid down my neck and over my chest. I felt the fire go straight to my crotch, not expecting to like it that much at all. I mean, Frankie is a boy. It might just be because it is Frankie, who I might have a tiny thing for. But I never imagined that it was anything sexual. Just something that happens between good friends. I mean, good friends want to kiss each other, right? Shut up, it can happen!


I trailed my hands down his chest as he did the same to me, lifting up my shirt with his hand that continued to trail up my flat stomach. I peeled his shirt off of his body, taking a momentary break from our kissing as he did the same to me. Suddenly I felt self conscious. Here I was in a car without a shirt on, making out with my brother’s boyfriend. And I’m not even gay! Well, maybe only for Frankie I am. But it’s Frankie. It doesn’t count with Frankie. “You’re gorgeous. Don’t try to hide yourself.” he whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine before he licked across my face to go back to mouth. I accepted him and his tongue eagerly, moving to a more comfortable position in the seat, straddling myself over his lap. His hard length was pressing into my inner thigh, and I tried, but I just couldn’t ignore it.


“Can I take care of that for you?” I asked, feeling my way in the dark down his chest to rub my hand over his hard cock. He bucked his hips into my hand as I moved backward a little to make room to slide his skinnies down his legs exposing his newly freed cock to the cold winter air. “Now, I’ve never done this before so you’ll have to bear with me.” He smirked at me as I slid off his legs and onto the car floor to settle myself between his legs. He spread wider open for me, so I had easier access to his hard on. I licked experimentally before taking him into my mouth and moving up and down. I’ve never done it before, but the noises he was making was turning me on to the extent of where I was practically bursting out the front of my skinnies. I held down his hips with one of my hands and continued sucking all while trying to concentrate hard enough, no pun intended on my raging hard on.


Frank came into my mouth with one last moan and buck into my mouth. I moved upward to kiss him again, sharing his taste with him in a deep kiss. He looked down to see my own dick popping out of where I had unbuttoned my jeans. He took a hold of it and started jerking me off feverishly. I moved my hips in time with his hand, and came in no time, which wasn’t a surprise, considering how hard I was. We both sat there panting for a few minutes before frank and I looked at each other in shock. What the fuck did we just do? I just was cheating with Frankie on my brother! AND I just gave a blow job. Who’d have ever thought I’d be gay?


We continued looking at each other until one of us could finally say something. “Mikey? Did we really just…” he trailed off, and I could see the tears forming in his eyes again. “Gerard’s going to kill me.” A tear dropped off his cheek before I could wipe it off his face. I do admit I have pretty strong feelings for Frankie, otherwise I never would’ve done that, but Gerard is my brother, and I could never do that again because of him.


“He won’t find out. There’s no way he would. I mean, really. Who knows? Me and you, and I don’t think either of us plans on telling any time soon.” I tried smiling, but I was crying along with Frankie. I can’t believe I could do that to my own brother.


Frank shook his head. “Okay. We have a pact of silence. And… Mikey. That was great by the way. Don’t tell Gerard, but that was better than anything we’d ever done with each other. Gerard’s not around to do anything with, anyways. He’s always sleeping over at a friend’s house. I don’t even know this friend he sleeps over with.” Frank had a small smile on his face, which eased my conscious a little bit. I mean, if we both liked it, and agreed that it wouldn’t happen again, then I guess it’d be okay.


“I want popcorn! And Corpse Bride!” Frank said, out of nowhere, sliding from where he was to the drivers seat and started the car. Now you can see why I love this kid.




Chapter 2:




“I won, I tell you!” Gerard came home late that night, some time around three in the morning, explaining that his headache was gone and that he missed his Frankiebear. Something tells me that Gerard has something going on he’s not telling us. But anyways, he came home and we started playing Mario kart on our wii. Gerard’s convinced that the game system is out to get him and when frank wins instead of Gerard, he blames it on the fact that it doesn’t work with Gerard. Okay, Gerard. Okay.


Frank had planted himself in gerard’s lap, probably out of guilt from earlier. They’re never this close with each other.It hurt even more to be neglected by frank, now that we’ve done shit with each other. I don’t know, I thought maybe he’d pay some more attention to me or something, but I guess that’s wishful thinking. I do like the little sly smiles he gives me every once in awhile though. They make it all worth it, like it’s saying that we have a secret now, which brings us closer together.



The next day, frank and I had school, while Gerard sat in his bedroom all day. I had a plan too, for later, which needs to be thought out now, so I better get on it. At lunch, I was sitting with Frank, looking around the room. “Whatcha looking at, Mikey?” Frankie tilted his head in confusion.


“I need to find a good looking guy. Preferably one who’ll be in a relationship even if they don’t like a guy. Also gay. You know anyone?” Frank, who was mid-sip of his rootbeer made humming noises and pointed in the air, motioning that he had someone in mind. “Who, Frank?”


Frank swallowed before saying, “Bert McCracken. A bit of a druggie, a bit of a whore, and he’s bi, but he will definitely get with you and your gorgeous body. Whatcha looking for a boyfriend for, anyways?”


I shrugged. “You’ll find out later, Frank. Where is he?” Frank pointed to a guy who was a few tables over, looking directly at me. This’ll be easy. He was walking over.


“Mikey Way, I presume? Have you finally decided you want a piece of me?” Man, was he cocky, but when he was gorgeous like him, you were allowed to be.


I bit my lip, trying to be cute. “You know I want you.”


He took my hand leading me away from Frank and into the nearest boys bathroom and into a stall. I wasn’t expecting it to go this fast, but with Berts tongue down my throat and hand looming dangerously close to my crotch, neither me or my cock cared at all. Maybe it wasn’t only Frankie that I was gay for.


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After we finished our fooling around, we sat in the bathroom, which was surprisingly clean for a boy’s bathroom, just talking about who we were, and what shit was going on in our lives. “I’m getting made fun of because I’m a whore with all the guys around here. My friends say I can’t get a steady boyfriend.”


To my surprise, I found Bert kind of sweet and sensitive on the inside, despite his slightly cold hearted outside. “Well, I might have a plan for you. I might as well tell you what’s going on. You see, I was fooling around with my brother’s boyfriend, and I like him a lot, and no one knows I’m gay, and I want to come out, but I don’t know how to do it, so I don’t know. Do you want to be my friends with benefits sort of boyfriend guy?”


Bert laughed at me. “You’ve got yourself in quite a situation here. I guess I can help you out, as long as we can fool around a bit.. or a lot a bit, depending on how far you want to take it. I really don’t want to be the first one to take your man-virginity, so we won’t fuck, but I’ll go pretty far with you.” Bert smirked. “But, so, I see, I have to be your fake boyfriend, with the whole, hangs out with you, meets the parents, kind of thing, as long as I get the benefits part, right? And you don’t care if I have sex with other people at the same time?”


I shook my head. “No, I don’t really care. And I hope you won’t care if I end up with Frankie again. I mean, I don’t think it’s going to happen, but, if it does…” I trailed off.


“Wait, Frankie? Like, Frank Iero? I see why you fell for that kid. I’ve been trying to get in his pants for months, but he says he has a boyfriend. Ah, so it’s your brother, Gerard. I get it now. How’d he end up with a 21 year old boyfriend?”


“Through one of the school functions or something. I think he might’ve been at that car wash where frank had on that bikini, I don’t know if you remember that.”


“Who could forget?” Bert laughed, remembering frank rubbing up against cars with his bikini top on, pretending he had tits. “Ah, added bonus! My friends will think I have a boyfriend now! Score! You know, I should be saying thank you to you instead of the other way around.”


Bert and I kissed each other good bye, just in time for the last bell. Who knew that we were talking to each other all through 4th hour? I met Frank at our car. “hey frank, guess what? I have a boyfriend!” I smiled at him.


He didn’t look as happy as I did, and I didn’t know how to take it. “So that’s what you wanted out of Bert? A sex buddy?”


I shook my head, reconsidering my words. “No, not quite. He’s helping me get a hold of my feelings for guys, cause I don’t know exactly what I feel now, and he knows that so I’m not using him. And I’m trying to distract myself from you.”


Frankie smiled a little bit more, looking a lot happier than he did a few seconds ago. “I’m sorry Mikey. This whole thing is my fault. Now everything’s all messed up.” He shook his head, but he still looked sort of happy.


“Don’t worry about it. I was going to come out eventually anyways, you know. Oh, and Bert’s also my excuse to Gerard and the rest of the world for suddenly having this change of feelings towards the male gender.” He giggled, which was just too cute.


“Well thought out plan, I must add.” Frank set his hand on mine for a few seconds before moving it into his lap. I wanted so bad to take it and hold onto it like we were a real couple before I remembered that we weren’t a couple, and we never would be. I’m Bert’s boy toy now. I couldn’t help but to smile at the thought. “So when’s Bert going to come to meet the parents?”


I laughed a little bit, shaking my head. “When I get around to it. Gerard will have to see me and Bert together for a little bit first.


Frank jumped up and down a little bit in his seat while I started the car. “Ooh! Ooh! Good idea, hold on for a second and call him. He probably hasn’t left the school yet and he can come home with us!”



We got home, Bert in the back seat of the car with me and Frankie in the front. “Now Bert, remember, Gerard has no idea, so we have to actually act like a couple and that we really like each other, okay?”


Bert shrugged, nodding. “All right, Mikey. Like holding hands and shit. I’ve been in a relationship before, so I know the drill.” I got out of the car, and opened his door for him in the back. He took my hand right as Gerard walked out the front door to meet me and Frank.


“Hey you gu- Oh, Mikey, who’s this?” I let go of Bert’s hand shyly and slowly slid a half a step away from him. Gerard thought he knew what was going on, damn brother. Making this all really easy for me.


“Um, it’s Bert. Bert McCracken.” He shook Gerard’s hand, while he, mimicking me, put an uncharacteristic blush on his face.


“So Mikey, are you going to tell me you two are dating, or while I have to beat it out of you later?” Thank God I can keep a straight face because I was laughing at my brother’s confidence on the inside.


“Okay, we’re dating, I’m your brother, the fag. You get the picture.” I looked at the ground while Bert slid his arm around my waist. You know, Bert really is a nice guy. Really misunderstood and shit like that. I bet, if I didn’t like Frankie, I could really fall for this guy.


“God damn, Mikey. You’re calling YOU a fag? Lookit me!” He laughed, pulling me out of Berts arms and into his own tight hug. “I always knew you were like me, Mikes.”


I pulled away from him, mock-offended. “Hey! I’m nothing like you! I mean, look at this.” I gestured to my hip hugging pants and his baggy ones. “I pull it off way better. Shit, that joke doesn’t work with you, you have the same last name…”


I trailed off as Bert laughed at me, pulling me into his arms again and kissing my cheek. I leaned into his embrace because, well, I like being liked.



All of us wandered into Gerard’s basement room, which had the big screen with the video games on it, so Gerard, Bert and Frank all grabbed a controller while I planted myself in Bert’s lap and he put his arms around me, just because I like to watch better than I like to play. It could have something to do with the fact that I’ve never won a race at Mario Kart, but that’s just a guess.


Bert is surprisingly good, though, so he won most of the time, of course with Gerard making excuses the whole time. “So, Mikey, is Bert staying over night?” I looked at Bert who smiled.


“If you want me to, I will.” I smiled, because in a way I did want him to stay over. Plus I should fulfill my part of the deal.


“I want you to.” I replied, hinting what I really meant in my voice. “Should we head upstairs now? It’s kind of late.“ I laughed at his response, because it was about 8:30. “Sure, Bert. Come on!” I took his hand and led him up to my room. When we got up there, I pulled him on the bed, sitting on his lap, in a position to just talk to him. “Okay, Bert, maybe some things have changed that I should probably go over with you…” I let my voice trail off as I tried to find the right words.


“Same here,” he said quickly after me. “It seems that well, I don’t know how to say it, but I might’ve picked up some feelings for you,”


I nodded. “That’s what I was going to tell you! So, I—I just don’t want this relationship to be a joke anymore. I really want to be your boyfriend.” It killed me to say it, but if Frankie was with Gerard, then I could be with who I wanted, right? Plus, me and Frankie are never going to happen anyway.


“What about Frankie? Don’t you like him still?”


I nodded guiltily. “I do, but, if you’re willing, I won’t cheat on you with him, if you don’t with me and we can see if we can actually make it work.” He nodded and pulled me into a kiss that made my bones melt. “Bert, if you don’t like the face that I still like Frank, we don’t have to do this.” I said in between kisses.


“I don’t mind. S’long as you let me in on things if they change between you and me.” He pushed me down from his lap onto my bed, pressing his crotch into my thigh. I could feel him getting harder with each kiss, which in turn turned me on to no extent. I pressed my hard on into his, grinding them together as he moaned softly into my ear. He changed our positions as he got up off of me, pulling my pants and boxers down simultaneously. “Mmm, Mikey, lookit you, spread out all wanting me and shit.”


I had to admit, he wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box, but I didn’t mind his lacking vocabulary, especially now as he brought his mouth down on my hard length, sucking it expertly. I bucked my hips up, even though I was desperate not to hurt him, but thank god he knew what he was doing, because he met my thrusting hips and took down every part of my cock that he could get. “Ungh, I want you so bad, Mikey. Why’d I promise that I wouldn’t fuck you?” he said, for a second before going back down on my cock.


With regret, I pushed him off my cock. “I thought we only made that rule because we weren’t really in a relationship? I mean, now that we are…” I rubbed up my cock against his. He looked at me for a second to see if I really wanted it. I must’ve looked like I did because in no time, he had me on my back, legs spread wide, prepped for him and his huge cock. I looked at it, and tried to imagine something that huge going inside of me, and the thought made my ass hurt, but he said he’d take it easy seeing as it was my first time.


“You ready?” He asked me, and I nodded. “Just relax, and it’ll make everything better.” He kissed my cheek as he pushed into me slowly. My muscles tightened around him extinctively, but as I found, that hurt, so I just relaxed. “You’re doing good, baby.” He said, kissing the tears that I didn’t know were there off of my cheeks. He pushed in some more, and when he was in all the way, I found myself breathing heavy even though it hurt like a bitch. “You want me to move a little?”


I nodded, because I couldn’t form words. He pulled out of me and pushed back in and suddenly I found out what was so great about it. The friction right then and there almost pushed me off the edge. “God, Bert, faster, please.” He started picking up the pace and I started moving my hips in time to meet his. He skimmed a place that made chills go throughout my body and I angled my thrusts to meet him where he would hit it. It worked and I arched my back as I came hard, tightening myself against him, which caused him to burst inside of me as well. He slid out of me, and we both laid there, panting and looking at each other. I kissed him softly. “I can’t believe I just did that.” He smiled, panting with me.


“You were so tight, Mikey, I haven’t had that good of a fuck in a long time.” He smiled at me, laughing a little. He put his arms around me and we lay there together before we both fell asleep.



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A/N: Btw, the chapters are short, so i'll do two at a time, i think. Review, please, and i'll post up more. I do have more written. :)