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He isnt even that drunk

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: PG-13 - Genres:  - Characters: Frank Iero - Published: 2011-05-09 - Updated: 2011-05-09 - 984 words
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Zacky's POV


Yesterday Frank told me he's pregnant and that it might be Gerard's or mine. I may have reacted badly but at least I left before I did something stupid that I would totally regret.

I went to my little brother Matt's house to cool down. He took my side, as he always does, and said I could stay as long as I wanted. He's such an awesome brother. We just spent the rest of the night watching lame movies. This until Matt's roommate Brian came home piss drunk.

Now don't get me wrong I love frank and all but Brian is…perfect. No, he's more than that. He's a god. The way his eyes light up when he's happy. His always perfectly styled hair. Hes got a smile that could brighten even the most depressed person's day. As I said, he's a god.

Brian stumbled all the way to his room down the hall and Matt sighed before getting up. "Go check on him while I get a bucket and Advil ready will you?"

"Yea sure." I replied not sure if I want to deal with a drunken Brian. He tends to be a loving drunk.

"Thanks bro." with that Matt left for the kitchen.

I walked down the narrow hallway and stopped at the last door, Brian's door. I thought about knocking but decided against it 'cause he's probably already passed out on his bed.

Oh how wrong I was.

Instead of being passed out as I had hoped Brian was instead stripping himself. He already had his shirt off and is working on pulling his belts of and failing. I remind you he's drunk. Getting his shirt off without hurting himself or breaking something is a miracle. So getting his two interlaced belts off would be impossible for him.

"Hey Zacky." He looked down at his belts. "Can you help? I cant do it." wow that was such a childish way to give up and as for help.


"Uh…Sure?" I slowly walked over to him and helped him with his belts, not looking at his face the whole time. When they were off I took a large step back and attempted to leave.

I say attempted because just as I reached the door Brian grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him. I gave a girlish squeak as I wasn't expecting that. He pulled me against his chest and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"T-to the living room with Matt" I squeaked out still shocked.

"No, you're staying right here with me."

"Why?"

"Because I'm going to have my way with you."

"WHAT!?" This boy has to be out of his mind!

"Relax it was just a joke." He said chuckling.

"I think I should go. You're drunk and saying weird things."

"I'm not that drunk, I'm not even really buzzed."

I just gave him a confused look to which he smirked at before he did something I thought he would never do. He kissed me. it didn't take long for me to get over the shock and to kiss him back. My hand snaked it's way into his hair and his wrapped around my waist pulling me closer.

The kiss started to get more heated and needy as I felt Brian's tongue run across my bottom lip asking for entrance. I slowly opened my mouth and granted him access. Our tongues fought for dominance but he's won in the end, which I didn't have a problem with.

He pulled him onto the bed with him so that I straddled him. He started to run his hands up and under my shirt. He broke the kiss for a quick second just to pull my shirt off and throw it across the room not caring. Soon his shirt fallowed and after that so did our pants. I let out a long, guttural moan as Brian moved his mouth from my mine to my neck, softly biting me and growling as he bucked his hips into mine. My hands went to his boxers and began to palm him through the soft material, which earned me a deep moan from him. I slipped of his boxers in a flash and found myself licking my lips at the sight of his throbbing member. Brian found the hem of my boxers and pulled them off slowly, savoring the moment.


Brian reached for a draw by the couch and pulled out a small bottle. Lube. He squeezed some of the see through substance onto his fingers and began coating himself. He entered me slowly, almost gently. I grimaced in pain as his full length entered me, but the pained expression on my face was replaced with one of pleasure as his cock found my prostate.

"Right there Bri, oh my God, go faster, HARDER!" I screamed.

"With pleasure" he growled in my ear as he began pounding me into the couch, hitting my prostate repeatedly, harder and harder each time making me moan repeatedly.

I felt my orgasm approach and I screamed Brian's name as I came in thick white loops over his chest. The tightening of my ass muscles sent him overboard and he shot his hot seed into my body me, earning me one last moan of pleasure.

He pulled out of me, then rolled over and lay beside me, panting. He wrapped his arms around me and I cuddles into him. Neither of us talked until we gained our breath back.

"That was…wow." He chuckled.

"Yeah, I know." I said tiredly, ready to sleep.

Brian stroked my hair in a soothing manner . He did tis till he was sure I was asleep before falling into a deep sleep himself.

Both of us hadn't noticed a smirking Matt at the door who just closed the door and walked away. He knew this would eventually happen.
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