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I woke up noticing that my bed covers had been completely kicked off my body. I looked down and noticed my little (big) friend standing tall and proud from a hot dream including Gerard, a pair of handcuffs and chocolate sauce… oh if only that dream was real.
There was a knock on my door, I groaned, which to Gerard must mean “come in”. He opened my door, he opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, then looked at me, his eyes looked like they were on springs, he quickly shut his mouth and shut the door. I laughed to myself. He didn’t exactly give me much time to cover up.
If only he had coome over to my bed and gave me a “hand” with my “problem” (wink wink)
I sighed and stripped my boxers off and lay out on my bed. I put my hand around my length and slowly rubbed it.
“Oh God…” I moaned out as I started pumping harder.
“Fuck…” I moaned out.
“Fuck me…” I moaned, I started pumping quicker and harder, squeezing a few times then carried on pumping.
“Oh God…more…harder…fuck…” I moaned. I could feel myself near.
I yelled out as I came all over my hands. I lay there for a minutes, letting my breath return back to normal.
Usually I never moan out loud in case Gerard hears me but now I let out my moans, my moans like a cheap whore, but I’m doing it because letting Gerard listen to me masturbate is high up on the plan list.
And I knew Gerard could hear me, his room was right next door to mine, only a thin wall between us so he must have heard, I hear him masturbate sometimes, I even hear him talk to himself!
I got up and slid my boxers on, I was going to have a shower but a little teasing was in order. I knocked on Gerard’s door.
“Gee?” I asked.
“Not…now…M-Mikey,” he groaned.
“But I want to apologise for this morning,” I said.
“Oh…” he moaned out.
“Are you okay Gee?” I asked.
“Yeah… fuck…” he moaned.
“Okay Gee, but if you need help with anything, I’m here to help,” I said.
I heard a little moan but it was cut short.
I quickly went to have a shower, usually I bring my clothes to the bathroom to get changed straight after but I decided to walk around with just my towel on.
I emerged from the bathroom, my towel wrapped around me, hanging quiet low, showing some of my happy trail. My nipples had hardened, there were droplets of water still on my body, my hair was wet and my cheeks were flushed.
I went downstairs to make some coffee, Gerard was already sat at the dinning table drawing in his sketchbook.
“Hey Gerard,” I said.
He looked up at me and his eyes widened.
“Umm…hey Mikey,” he said.
“Want some coffee?” I asked.
He nodded and looked back at his drawings. I turned on the coffee machine and got out two cups.
“You know there is a thing called getting dressed or have you forgotten how to put your clothes on?” he asked, trying to lighten the mood.
“Shut up it’s not like I have an ugly body,” I said, I don’t want to sound modest but I don’t have a bad looking body, I’m thin (some say extremely thin) and I was quiet muscular.
“I didn’t say that,” he said.
“Do you think I have a nice body?” I asked, I bit my lip and ran my hand down my stomach and stop dead at my happy trail.
His eyes glued on my fingers sitting at on my happy trail.
“Umm… yeah…I-I guess,” he stuttered.
“Thanks Gee,” I said with a sweet smile and turned to carry on making the coffee.
I placed his coffee on the table in front of him and sat opposite him.
“So what was going on in your room?” I asked.
For a minute I thought he’s eyes were going to pop out his skull, I’m sure they can’t get any wider.
“Nothing… I just stubbed my toe,” he said.
My plan is working.

A/N: sorry for taking sooo long, anyway love you all comments please!!!