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By the time the three boys had gotten through two more gory slasher films, it was getting quite late.

Mikey got up from the floor and stretched. "Well..." he said, rubbing his eye sleepily with his fist. "We should probably get to bed, that's probably enough for one night." He yawned and turned to Frank. "You wanna shower first?"

"Yeah sure," Frank said, feigning exhaustion. In reality, he just wanted desperately to get away from Gerard and his chemical touch. Throughout all the movies, excepting the times that Mikey was changing the DVDs, Gerard hadn't kept his hands off Frank, and it was driving him insane. He felt his groin, swollen and straining against the confines of his tight pants, begging for relief.

He raced up the stairs, grabbing his clothes from Mikey's room on the way to the bathroom. Once in, he looked around for a likely hiding place for the towels to be. When his search turned up fruitless, he cracked the door open and leaned his head out.

"Mikey?" he called out.

"Yeah?"

"Where's the towels?"

"They should be in the closet."

"Well, they're not."

"Okay, well...just get in the shower and I'll bring you one,"

"Okay. Thanks," he added, retreating back into the bathroom and turning on the shower. Stripping, he walked into the tub and began washing himself, saving his relief for after Mikey brought the towel. Walking in on his new friend getting himself off in his shower was not likely to create a lasting bond.

A knock at the door caused Frank to jump and get out of the shower to open the door.

"You know," he said, opening it. "You don't have to knock, I was behind a shower curt--" he stopped short upon seeing that it was not Mikey at the door.

Gerard pushed the door open further and shoved his way in, catching Frank off guard.

"Thanks for the tip," he said with an evil smirk on his face.

"Gerard--I--" Frank stuttered.

Gerard silenced him by placing one hand on the younger boy's jaw. He gazed hotly into his eyes and slowly moved in.

In a second, their mouths were fused, lips crashing and smashing against each other, their tongues exploring, dancing around in the other's mouth. Gerard nibbled on Frank's lower lip, making him groan. He grabbed his bare cock, pulling the boy's body as close to his own as possible, eliciting a moan of mingled pain and pleasure. The older boy let his thumb absent-mindedly stroke the shaft, making Frank's heart rate rise to a thousand miles a second. His blood was boiling and hot, and his mind was swimming with Gerard's taste, his touch, his smell. It was all so intoxicating.

Gerard couldn't have pulled away if he wanted to, all he felt was desire for this new boy to be as close to him as possible, to never break this kiss. He did, eventually, kissing his way slowly along Frank's jawline to his ear, panting slightly from their passionate making out.

"Come to my room after Mikey's asleep," he whispered fervently.

Frank gulped and nodded, unable to speak, not quite remembering how. Before he realized what was happening, Gerard was gone, and he was alone and wet in the bathroom, his erection pulsing, feeling as though his skin was on fire, and flames were licking his body.

A knock brought him back to reality with a bump. Mikey's arm snaked through a cracked-open door, holding a clean white towel. Frank grabbed it and the door closed. He hurried back into the shower and gave himself the relief he needed, thinking only of Gerard's hot electric touch the whole time. He climaxed harder than ever, his breathing laboured, he collapsed against the tiled shower interior. He gulped, wondering if he was carrying out his own execution.

Once back in Mikey's room, clad in his new friend's pajamas, Frank was finally beginning to calm down, forcing himself to keep his mind off of Gerard and what had happened. But still, in the back of his mind, he was thinking about what he'd do after Mikey fell asleep.

Once both boys were showered and ready for sleep, they climbed into Mikey's bed and turned out the lights, settling down in the darkness.

"Frank?" Mikey whispered, breaking the silence.

"Yeah Mike?" he answered, pretending to have been falling asleep.

"Have you ever...kissed a girl?"

"...No."

"Oh."

"...You?"

"...Yeah..." Mikey answered thoughtfully. "...Hey Frank?"

"Yes Mikey?" Frank said, beginning to feel a bit agitated. Why couldn't he just fall asleep already?

"Have you ever kissed a...a guy?" he said, quietly and tentatively.

Frank thought for a moment. Should he tell him the truth? "...Yeah, I have," he answered finally. "Have you?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"No," he answered. Frank's stomach churned. He may as well get up now, get his backpack and walk home. There goes any chance of friend-- "But I've wanted to," Mikey continued.

Frank sat up and looked at his new friend. Had he really just said what he thought he'd said? Mikey sat up as well and met his gaze.

Frank gulped and cleared his throat. "D'you mean...you mean you're..."

"Yes," Mikey said matter-of-factly.

"...For me?" Frank asked, still somewhat confused.

"Fuck yes," he whispered, and with that, he connected his mouth with Frank's, running his tongue over the other boy's lower lip until he parted them both, allowing access into his mouth. Mikey straddled Frank's lap, pushing him roughly back against the wall and assaulted his friend's mouth with his own.

Frank, regaining his bearings, began to run his hands up and down Mikey's waist, slipping them under his shirt and carressing his bare skin. Mikey pulled away and whipped his shirt off, throwing it on the floor and beginning to kiss Frank again, while removing his shirt as well. Frank shimmied out of the garment and it joined the other on the ground beside the bed. Soon, both their pants were off as well, in addition to their boxers.

Completely naked, they fell back onto the mattress with Mikey on top of Frank, erections pressing into each others' stomachs. Still kissing his lover, Mikey blindly reached out to his bedside table and pulled a small tube out of the drawer. He hurriedly lubed up his hard cock and instructed Frank to turn over. He obliged and Mikey positioned himself.

"This might hurt," he warned.

"Just do it," Frank said, panting.

Mikey nodded, took a deep breath, and slammed into Frank, who buried his face in the pillow to muffle his loud moan.

"Aghh!" He yelled, the searing pain mixing with the onslaught of pleasure that followed immediately.

Mikey moaned even louder than Frank and was shushed, for fear of Gerard hearing in the other room. He shakily thrust in and out of Frank, biting his lower lip to keep from making more noise. He leaned low and kissed Frank's neck and shoulders, easing himself in and out, gently at first, gradually picking up speed.

"Frank! Frank!"

"Ohh...Mikey!"

As the two climaxed together, all thoughts of anyone but Mikey, beautiful, sweet, perfect Mikey, left Frank's mind.

Gerard turned over in his bed, his mind reeling with the nights events. It had all been just meaningless teasing...right? That is, until what happened in the bathroom. Man, that was too much. Gerard lay on his back and stared at the ceiling.

What had happened? He couldn't be...was he possibly falling for...? No. No of course not. Gerard pushed that thought out of his mind. Developing feelings for anyone, especially Frank Iero, was a definite no-no. He sighed and turned on his side.

Speaking of, where was Frank? The sooner he fucked him and tossed him out, the sooner these weird feelings would go away. He punched his pillow, frustrated. Where the fuck was he? What if he stood him up? What if he decided to make a fool of the older boy? Gerard gritted his teeth. Oh no, that would NOT happen. He sat up and swung his feet over the side of the bed angrily. Stand him up, would he? Well, he'd just see about that.

Gerard tip-toed to Mikey's room and cracked the door, peering in. Both boys were asleep, under the covers. Gerard bit his lip, contemplating going in and trying to wake Frank without disturbing Mikey. In the end, he shut the door and went back to his room to get dressed and grab his car keys.

Once in the garage, he started up his car and pulled out onto the street, one destination in mind.


Oh, ho-ho, a little spicy, no? Too much? Too early? I was iffy on the idea of introducing the whole smut scene so soon, but I really wanted to, haha! So the plot thickens, yes? I'm getting really excited for writing this, and I've already pretty much planned out how the next chapter is gonna go, so HOPEFULLY, I'll be able to write/edit/proof-read it quickly and upload that, so yeah. I like to keep the author's notes down, just because I don't wanna bore anybody. You're not here to read about my problems, you want me to get on with the story! Haha, so, that's me, I'm: OverAndOutxx