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New Year love
Warning: contains male pairing, sexual scene between two men, swearing
Pairing: Bob/ Mikey
Summary: Gerard is holding a new year’s party at his apartment, Mikey feels down about another year of being single and not with the person of his dreams… his best friend Bob… what will happen at the party? Find out!
Disclaimer: I do not own MCR (real shame) they don’t have anything to do with this story, simply made up, no true, never happened, don’t sue. Other than that… enjoy!


Sitting in my brother apartment, the lights were low, the music was booming sending the vibrations straight threw your body. Looking down at the bottle of beer in my hand, the liquid that will soon make the night fly by, I took another swig of m beer, letting the liquid knock straight back my throat. I sat on the kitchen counter in my brothers apartment, it was new year’s eve, my brother was holding a party for the new year to go with a “blast”. But I saw the negative side of New Year.
Another year passes by, another year alone and single.
That’s what seemed to ring in my ears, thinking that I’ll single still and always will be at this rate. I had guys who were interested in me, but I wasn’t interested back. I was only interested in one guy, my own best friend, the guy who is straight as a pole, who has a girlfriend, who wouldn’t give me a second glace, I was his best friend, his male best friend.
Just as I was thinking about him, he walked into the kitchen; a smile plastered on his face as he came over to the fridge and got out another beer casually.
“Hey Mikes,” he said, uncapping the cap off the bottle and taking a large swig of the beer.
“Hey Bob,” I sighed, I hoped that he wouldn’t talk to me, he would just leave after his greeting and go back to his girlfriend, I just wanted to throw myself at him, wrap my arms around him, have his arms wrapped around me, his lips against mine, him to touch me, to love me, to fuck me. God I wish it would come true.
“What’s up?” he asked, leaning casually against the counter directly across from me.
I looked up at him, his stunning features, his gleaming bright blue eyes that sparkled, his blonde hair that had that fringe that he would flick out the way when it would get in his eye, his kind of pale pigmentation, his stubbly chin that suited him, his famous lip piercing that I wanted to suck on when I would be having a heated make out session with him.
“Nothing,” I mumbled twirling the bottle of beer in my hand.
“Come on Mikes, tell your old best friend, I know something is wrong,” he said.
I hated how he said we are best friends, just best friends.
“I just hate being single,” I said.
“Mikey, you’ll get someone I promise you,” he said.
“I won’t, I’ll never get anyone,” I said.
“Mikes, look at me,” he said, I slowly let my eyes move up to meet his eyes that made me feel as if my legs had gone all jelly, thank god I was sitting on the counter as I looked into his mouth watering blue eyes.
“You’ll find some who is prefect for you, someone who will love you for being you, who will want to know every little detail about you, who will know nearly everything about you, about your habits, your personality, your hobbies, they will want to hold you and touch you and be near you all the time,” he said with so much heart into what he said. I suddenly felt as if he was opening up to me. I got up off the counter, taking a step to him and smashing our lips together, I let my finger grip into his blonde hair that I wanted to touch so badly letting my fingers twist in the soft locks. His hands travelled to the back of my neck, pushing me closer to him, letting his left hand slip to the lower part of my back. I felt his tongue slide across my bottom lip, begging for entrance to my mouth, I opened my lips, letting him have entrance to my mouth, his warm delicious wet tongue slid into my mouth tasting the beer and his cigarettes on his tongue, exploring my mouth in detail, making me moan as his tongue danced with mine.
Suddenly he pulled away, panting, trying to catch his breath as I did the same but with a smile on my face, finally I thought, finally I had did the thing I wanted to do for so long, to admit my feelings to the guy I loved and to be able to share that special moment of our first kiss together, I felt my heart flutter in my chest as if it was hitting against my rib cage trying to get out and explode out with joy and love.
“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” I said against his neck as I kissed it softly.
“W-What?” he asked.
“I love you Bob, I’ve loved you for so fringing long, I’ve just been too scared to admit it,” I answered. He suddenly moved away from me, I looked at him; he was facing the other way from me as if he couldn’t look at me.
“That shouldn’t have happened,” he said.
“What?” I asked.
“Mikey, it shouldn’t have happened, I’m straight and I have a girlfriend,” he said, still facing the other way.
I couldn’t speak, I felt as if my heart had been ripped in two, as if I had died inside, as if someone had took my heart and my love and stepped on it as if it meant nothing, just a worthless thing. I felt a tear run down my face, the hot tear that felt as if it was going to burn my skin with pain, I wiped it away and rushed out the kitchen and then into the living room, the room that was full of bodies, dancing, grinding, making out. I wanted to just get out now. As I started to rush to the front door I bumped into Gerard, who was with Ray and Frank.
“Mikey, what’s up?” Gerard asked, he put a arm casually around my small shoulders, I didn’t want to leave Gerard, I felt as if I felt some comfort
“Mikey baby!” Frank beamed as he pounced on me, throwing his arms around me and squeezing me tightly.
“Bobby!” Frank yelled as he ran towards Bob and jumped into his arms. Out of no where Bob’s girlfriend came over to us with Lyn-z who was laughing at Frank’s childish ways.
Bob carried Frank over to us, putting him down and then putting an arm around his girlfriend, he didn’t look my way, he kept his head down towards the ground.
“Bob, do I get a kiss at 12?” Frank asked fluttering his eyelashes and pouting a little.
“No you don’t but you do,” he said turning towards his girlfriend and kissing her cheek, sending a shot of jealousies pump threw my veins, she blushed and gazed into his eyes with love and passion swirling around in her eyes.
“Mikey, you’re gonna have to kiss me then,” Frank said.
“Fine Frank,” I said, he wrapped his arm around my waist and snuggling into the crook of my neck.
“You two don’t start making out in front of us,” Ray said.
Frank giggled as he started talking to Gerard about skittles were better than gummy bears. All I wanted to do was run, run far away as possible, get away from Bob and everyone else, drink myself into a stupid way and feel on top of the world just for a while, but then being dragged back down to earth, to the real world where I had just admitted my feelings for Bob and he rejected me, why? Why didn’t I just keep it to myself? I noticed Bob’s girlfriend and Lyn-z went to talk to their friends again, strutting off with their girly giggles.
“Mikey,” Bob said he didn’t look at me; he kept looking away or around us, as if he was scared if someone would see or hear us.
“What?” I asked in a harass voice, I felt as if I was going to break down in front of him.
“Meet me in the guest bedroom,” he said. I looked at him, why the hell was he doing this? Twisting my mind till it was knotted with confusion.
I nodded slowly, just hoping that he would consider being with me.
I left the guys, weaving in and out of the bodies going to the guest room.
I went inside the room, sitting on the double bed that sat in the middle of the room, I sat twisting my fingers together, playing with my fingers to distracting my mind from what was going on.
I heard a knock at the door that seemed to be barely noticeable over the loud booming music.
“Come in,” I said. Bob came in, he locked the door behind him and turned towards me.
“So what is it you want to talk to me about?” I asked getting up off the bed and standing my ground, trying to not let my pain, my hurt, my anger show.
He walked over to me; we were close, feeling our breathing mingle together, my eyes connected with his, suddenly our lips crashed together. It was most passionate and lust filled kiss, he backed me up against the wall, my back hitting against it, but I didn’t feel any pain, I let my hands slid into his hair again, twisting it around my fingers and tugging slightly. I felt his hands at the back of my thighs, then lifting my legs up to wrap around his waist, but still keeping me against the wall, his tongue tried to get into my mouth, but I pulled away.
“Bob,” I said also as a pant after I pulled away from his addictive lips.
“What?” he asked as his lips moved down to my neck, kissing on the sensitive flesh, feeling his cool metal lip piercing against my skin where he kissed and his stubs softly rubbing against my skin, I loved the feeling.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked.
“Mikey, when I said we couldn’t do this, I wanted it, I want us, god Mikey when I first met you at the used tour I wanted you, when you got me into the band I was overwhelmed with joy that I was going to be with you, be around you, everyday I fell more and more in love with you, Mikey I’m in love with you,” he said.
“Really?” I asked looking him straight into the eyes trying to see if he was lying.
“I mean it, I love you,” he said, I could see it in his eyes, he meant it, it was strong in his eyes as if they were screaming out the truth to me.
“I-I love you too,” I said. His lips moved to mine again, his tongue slid across my lips, begging for entrance to my mouth, I slowly opened my mouth, letting in into my mouth, his tongue explored my mouth again as if he wanted to remember every detail again, our tongues slowly danced with each other as if he was putting in all his passion and love into this kiss, trying to show me how much he loved me, taking his time in showing me. He slowly carried me to the bed, both of us dropping to the bed but never breaking the kiss as if we were stuck together, we were meant to stick together.
I started to suck on his lip piercing; taking the metal that was threaded threw his bottom lip and sucking slightly on it making him moan at the feeling. His hands slid under my t-shirt and felt my chest, I sighed as I felt his fingertips run across my skin, he tugged at the bottom of my t-shirt, I broke away from him, he lifted my t-shirt up, dropping it on the floor, he looked down at my chest, examining the body before him. I blushed as I felt his eyes work on my body. He smiled and then gently places a kiss on my chest.
“You’re so fringing beautiful,” he said against my skin making the words tingle against my flesh. I pulled his face back up to meet mine, I studied his features of his beautiful face, the face that I seemed to had studied for hours at a time when we were on tour or just hanging out, the many times I would find myself day dreaming over his prefect looks or staring at him. This time I could, I could take my time looking at him in great detail instead of catching odd glimpse of him, I let my eyes travelled around his beautiful features. His eyes that I could look at in great detail, his now flushed cheeks, his pink lips with the metal threaded threw his bottom lip, his stubbly chin, his eye lashes, those small details that seemed to make me fall in love with him more.
“Mikey,” he said.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“I want to be with you,” he said.
“You’ve got me,” I said.
“I mean us, a couple, I just want you, I always have, my girlfriend was there just to distract myself from not being with you,” he said.
“Well will you break up with her for me?” I asked.
“Yes, I want you, I want to be with you,” he said kissing my lips gently. I pulled him down more into a more passionate kiss; his lips opened up letting me slide my tongue into his mouth, our tongue battled for dominate but then slowly moved as if they were dancing together in a world wind of passion and love.
His lips moved down to my neck, kissing gently on the skin, then starting to nibble and suck on the skin making me moan and arch into him more. I started to unbutton his shirt as he lips was still attached to my neck sucking of the flesh. I got all the way down, slipping the material off his body letting it fall on the bed as I let my fingertips explore his muscular pale body. He sat up, I looked at his chest, amazed by so much beauty, his muscular pale chest, he looked so strong, so handsome, and my eyes studied every part of his body. He smirked and kissed my chest again. His lips moved down to my right nipple, taking in the pink nipple into his mouth and sucking on it, making me moan and arch my back off the bed and into him more. He swirled his tongue around it and then sucked on it again making me grip onto his hair and moaning loudly.
He repeated his actions on the other nipple. He then let his hands grab onto my belt buckle, unbuckling my belt and then flicking the top button and then dragging the zipper down on my jeans, pulling my conversers and socks off with my jeans letting them all fall to the floor. He looked down at my body, just covered by my boxers.
He pulled his own jeans down and let them drop to the floor with mine. He crawled back on the bed, his crotch against mine, he started grinding against mine, making me moan out as I felt my cock grow more, all the blood rushing to my rising cock. I moaned as I arched into him, trying to get more of the addictive friction.
He pulled away making me making me groan in frustration but his kissed me sweetly on the lips.
He pulled my boxers down letting my erection spring free into the cool air, the beads of pre-cum at the head oozing from the slit. His eyes scanned my naked body, I felt uncomfortable under his watch, his eyes seemed to look at every detail of me making me blush.
“Your beautiful, so many times I’ve wanted to say that to you and now I get to say it to you,” he said.
He took his own boxers off, his very (I mean very) large erection sprung free from the material, he threw them on the floor with all the other unwanted clothing.
“Is there lube?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he said.
“We’ll just have to use spit, put three fingers in my mouth,” I said. He did what he was told, bringing three fingers up to my mouth, I let my tongue swirl around them, he pulled them out making a popping sound, his lips gently pressed against mine as he pushed one finger in, it felt weird having something inside of me, but it was easy to get use to.
He pumped it in and out of me, making sure his lips pleasured mine, he wiggled in another one, making me feel slightly uncomfortable. He started to scissor me, stretching me out, I hissed out, it felt usual to be stretched but I was use to it.
He pushed a third in, making sure I was stretched enough, he then took his slim fingers out of me. He spat in the palm of his hand, rubbing on his large cock. He looked down at me, he can face to face with me, his cock at my entrance, feeling the wet hot throbbing cock that sat at my awaiting entrance. He kissed me, our tongues dancing together, his lips gently moving with mine as he pushed into me making me cry out into his mouth, he pushed in all the way, waiting for me to say when to move.
“Move Bob,” I panted out. He nodded, pulling out making me hiss out, causing him to stop moving again, I looked at him with pleading eyes, begging him to carry on, he did, he slowly pumped in and out of me, he lifted my legs, making them wrap around his waist, he carried on thrusting in and out of me, he angled a little till suddenly he hit straight into my spot making me cry out and grip onto his shoulder.
“Oh God Bob! There!” I moaned out. He carried on thrusting in and out of me, hitting my spot straight on, going faster and harder.
“God Mikey, you’re s-so tight,” he moaned out. His hand wrapped around my cock, my cock that was oozing pre-cum from the slit; he thumbed the head and started pumping my cock to his thrusts. I moaned loudly as the feeling of pleasure washed over me.
“Oh God Bob,” I moaned out.
“I’m close baby,” he panted out.
“Me too,” I moaned, his thrusts became more irregular as he closed his eyes and threw his head back in pleasure.
I could take it anymore, the pleasure was too much, I suddenly came with a loud moan, covering his hand in my cum, I let the pleasure of my orgasm wash over me.
A few more thrust and I felt him spill his seed deep inside of me, moaning out my name as he came. We both stayed in the same position till I felt Bob’s softened cock pull out and he lay down next to me, pulling my sweat body next to his own as we wrapped our arms around each other. I heard the music cut off, and then the count down.
10…
Bob looked at me with a smile
9…
He lifted my chin with his index finger
8…
“Am I getting that new year kiss then?” I asked.
7…
“Only for you,” he answered.
6…
“But what about your girlfriend?” I asked.
5…
“She is nothing now, just you and me,” he said.
4…
“I love you,” he said.
3…
“I love you too,” I said.
2…
We moved closer together
1…
Our lips meet as we heard the loud “Happy New Year!” shouted. I wasn’t single anymore, I finally got my man, my wish.