FicWad

Hey guys,
Sorry it’s been a while D: I think we can pretty safely establish by now that these updates are always gonna be pretty slow since, even though I work steadily on both this and nuts and bolts, each chapter takes a really long time to write out so with two stories on the go it’s hard to get updates up super quick. I hope you guys don’t mind and I hope the chapters make up for it.
I wasn’t really sure about this chapter, the sex scene in particular. I haven’t written a cliché one like that in a while and it’s definitely not as filthy as we have been having but... I hope you guys like it so please don’t be silent readers and /review/.
Hit me with your best shot guys,
I love you all!
xox


The weeks in Hangtown were passing by like grains of sand in an hourglass, months creeping by like shadows in the night until Frank could hardly believe that he had been in the town for six months already.

Some men had left but even more had arrived, the town expanding as more cabins were built and the river got filled with men panning for gold. Frank and Gerard’s spot now had more men using it but they were all new and most of them timid so it was fine. Sam kept to his top part of the river and only let who he wanted pan there too. He still bothered Frank and Gerard only a daily basis but his cruel hinting and threats were all empty and people barely even listened anymore.

Frank and Gerard had created a routine that suited them perfectly, their relationship growing more solid as they learnt more about each other and grew closer with each day. By now they had no secrets from each other, and each night was spent making out before going to sleep. Most nights involved some sort of sexual activity too, though they hadn’t tried sex yet. The conversation had come up a few times about whether they should try it, and it seemed to be a mutual decision that Frank would be the ‘girl’ in the situation. They had used fingers on each other plenty of times but it seemed that Frank could handle the most, and he seemed to enjoy it more too.

Frank was eager to give all of himself to Gerard, but whenever the heat of the moment took over them and they thought maybe it was time one or both of them would chicken out. Two men sleeping together wasnt unheard of, but that didn’t stop it from being terrifying. Frank didn’t want to be such a wimp, he wanted desperately to be able to just do it but every time they got close he just couldn’t...

He supposed part of him was terrified that Gerard was going to leave...

Both men received letters from home every month, sometimes even twice a month. Frank had always been good at writing and reading, Gerard not so much, but the shorter man had helped him and now Gerard was able to communicate with his loved ones much easier.

Back home Franks ma and grandmother were doing just fine. The little bit of gold he sent them each month was helping them get by, and Frank’s mother had taken up a job too to help. She hadn’t given Frank the details of the job, and he hadn’t asked for them. There were only so many things women could do for cash back home and he didn’t want to think what his mother could be getting up to just so she could put food on the table. Sometimes the guilt would eat away at him, but Gerard would hold him and softly remind him that once he’d got all the gold he’d planned to then he could go home and his family would be living comfortably until the end of their days.

Consoled by this thought Frank worked hard to get the gold he needed, and writing home and receiving letters back was always a pleasure for him. But things in the Way household were not so fine.

In the past couple months Gerard’s brother Mikey had taken a turn for the worse. When Gerard had found out he had sent a lot of the gold he had been saving in the hopes it could provide his brother with just enough medical attention to keep him alive. He didn’t have enough for the doctor they were counting on, but every day Gerard worked harder than ever, later than ever, and his gold was building up steadily again.

Frank did his best to work just as hard as his lover but Gerard was always richer than him. Partly because of his extra experience and partly because of the savings he had already had when he arrived. Frank knew it was incredibly selfish of him to hope that Gerard would stay here until they both had all the gold they wanted, and of course he would never ask of such a thing. But he knew that it would only be a matter of time until Gerard had all the gold he needed and then he would rush away to save his brother and Frank...

Frank would be alone.

The younger man worried himself sick about it some nights. Nights when the moon was so full and bright Gerard would take advantage of the light and keep on panning sometimes for days in a row, taking only small naps on the river bank and relying on Frank to bring him food each morning. Frank stayed out with him sometimes but he felt like when he did he only got in the way, so he had stopped.

He knew Gerard was desperately worried for his brother, and Frank wanted him to save him just as much as he did. But he guessed that was why whenever they got close to having sex Frank would tense up and turn his face away. He wasn’t sure he could do it... wasn’t sure he could give himself to a man he knew was only going to leave him when the time was right.

Gerard knew none of this of course. He thought that Frank was simply scared for the pain it might bring to have someone push into his most private of places and the older man deeply respected that fear. He never tried to push Frank into sex, and both men drifted along happily in their relationship, pretending their lack of total intimacy didn’t bother them. But... It had been six months already. Gerard wondered if he would ever get to truly love Frank in the most passionate of ways... and Frank wondered if he would ever be able to prove to Gerard how much he trusted him and open up to him completely.

>X<

Gerard smiled softly at Frank as he walked into the cabin. The moon the last three nights had been big and bright and he’d been able to stay out on the river for them all. There were some clouds already settling in for the night though so he knew he’d have no such luck tonight, so he had gone down to the river to wash before coming back to the cabin at last.

Frank looked up at Gerard as he walked in, putting his panning gear in the corner and slipping off his clothes with a small yawn.

“Mm... How are you my love?” He asked gently when Frank didn’t make any sign of greeting him and the shorter man shrugged, stirring a stew he was cooking. He had expected Gerard would return when he had seen the clouds so he had had the sense to make enough for the two of them. “Frankie?”

Gerard bit his lip when Frank didn’t reply and he slipped on some warm fleecy trousers before padding over to his lover. He sat down beside him and gently laid a hand on his shoulder, brushing his fingertips over the base of his neck.

“Love?”

“I missed you.” Frank whispered softly, not looking at Gerard, his tone hurt and accusatory. “You’ve barely spoke to me these past few days. I know you like to pan at night whenever you can and that’s fine, but you could at least acknowledge me in the day. I never know where I stand with you sometimes.” He sighed and Gerard blinked stupidly at him for a moment.

“I... I’m sorry. I didn’t know I... Was upsetting you.” He mumbled quietly, his voice full of guilt. He knew he could become quite withdrawn when he grew obsessed with his panning, but Frank had never seemed to mind before. “You know I just get a little... obsessive. I need to be... for Mikey.” He mewled, wanting Frank to understand again.

“I know.” Frank sighed, his tone a little snappy and he pulled the hook with the pan dangling from out of the fire, ladling the stew into two bowls and handing one to Gerard before just turning to face the fire again as he ate. He knew he was being selfish, but he couldn’t help it. The more he saw Gerard’s savings grow the more terrified he became of losing him.

“Frankie?” Gerard mewled, holding his bowl but not touching the food as he stared at the side of Frank’s face, his heart twisting with pain. “Are you mad at me? Please don’t be. I could... I could stop panning at night, if you wanted.” He whimpered, eager to do anything to make Frank smile at him again. He hadn’t paid him any attention in the past few days, he knew that, but he had missed him too. He had wanted to come back tonight and be welcomed with open arms and those soft, warm kisses he loved so much. He supposed that had been naive and a little arrogant of him.

“I... I don’t want that.” Frank sighed after a moment, lowering his head and relaxing his tensed shoulders. How could he ask Gerard to do such a thing when his brother’s life depended on him?

Suddenly Frank felt guilty and he gently put down his bowl so that he could crawl with a quiet mewl into Gerard’s lap. The older man sighed and wrapped his arms around him instantly, putting his own bowl down so he could cradle his lover close and gently kiss his lips. He felt a little better when Frank kissed him back without hesitation, snuggling up into his chest in the warmth of the fire.

“I’m sorry... I’m being selfish. I know it’s important you pan whenever you can. Just ignore me, I was being ridiculous.” He sighed, bowing his head against Gerard’s chest and smiling when a hand touched his own and laced their fingers.

“You weren’t being ridiculous... or selfish. I should have paid you more attention, I’m sorry.” Gerard whispered back, smiling when Frank tipped his face up so they could share soft, apologetic kisses. He knew he would only pan at night next chance he got anyway, but he made a mental note to be more observant of Frank’s emotions, especially in the days following his nights on the river. He had to be careful he didn’t push Frank away; it would kill him if he did. He loved the younger man more than he could ever say.
Frank closed his eyes as he hid his face in Gerard’s chest, the older man’s hands gently stroking through his hair and over his back and neck. The arms around him were warm and strong and Frank relaxed as he cuddled into him. He still ached from the days of not spending any real time with Gerard, but he pushed his emotions aside. He knew they were unfair and uncalled for, and he would not jeopardize what he and Gerard had just because he wanted more attention.

Gerard waited until Frank had completely relaxed in his arms before he slid their bowls of stew close again and Frank stayed huddled up against his chest as they ate. They talked softly over their food but they didn’t mention their families, their gold or their incomplete sex life.
When they finished eating they rinsed their bowls using a bucket of water outside the door and then stacked them by the fire. Frank was the first to crawl into bed, his own this time instead of Gerard’s like usual. When the older man had finished getting undressed and he realised Frank’s back was facing him he hesitated, unsure what to do.

Was Frank still mad at him?

Gerard sighed and stood unsure and naked in the middle of the room for a moment before he sensed that maybe Frank just didn’t want to see him right now and he made his way to his own bed and slid beneath the sheets. He laid facing Frank’s back for a while from across the room, feeling lonely and cold in his bed all by himself, but eventually his days of working pretty much nonstop got the better of him and so he rolled over and drifted to sleep alone.

Frank lay facing the wall with his eyes open and his fingers curled over his blanket. He hadn’t slept on opposite sides of the room to Gerard since the first night they had shared a bed and it felt all wrong and awkward. He knew Gerard had only gone to his own bed because Frank was being cold towards him, but the younger man just couldn’t help himself. He wanted Gerard to know how it felt to not get the attention you were expecting.

After a while the silence of the room was disrupted by the quiet, gentle snores coming from Gerard as he slept deeply. Frank’s heart ached more at the sound and he slowly rolled over to watch the older man sleeping. He himself couldn’t sleep, not without Gerard, not whilst they were so unsure of where each other stood. Frank knew it was his own fault; he was the one pushing Gerard away and why? Because he was scared he was going to leave? Just to save his brother. It was so selfish and Frank knew it.

Frank sighed and slowly slid out of bed, pausing until he was certain Gerard wasn’t going to wake up before he padded across the cabin to the stack of letters they had both been acquiring from their family. They had never read each other’s letters, Frank for one didn’t have anything to hide, it was just... they just read their own and then heard about the others. Frank knew all about the letters Gerard received from his family, but he had never read one.

Frank didn’t know what motivated him to do it as he slowly sifted through the sheets of cheap, thin paper; looking for the last one Gerard had received from his brother. Gerard had never really said that Frank wasn’t allowed to look at them, but he had never exactly given him permission either. Frank just... he just wanted to understand better was all.

Once Frank found the right letter he wandered over to the fire that was just starting to die in the grate. It was giving off just enough light to read by if he sat super close to it. He settled down and glanced over his shoulder at Gerard still snoring peacefully in his bed, once it was clear he wasn’t going to wake up Frank unfolded the letter and, though feeling consumed with guilt, knowing he was reading something private, his eyes began to drift over the neat, slanted writing of Michael Way.

My dearest brother Gerard,
I cannot thank you enough for the gold you sent us last month. It was enough to pay for a consultation from the local doctor and he gave me some more medication to take. I feel better for it but I will not lie to you and say I am fit and well again.
The illness in me is taking its toll and I fear I don’t have much time left Gerard. My hands shake so much now a days that I have had to have Alicia write this for me as I speak, which is why this handwriting is not mine, as I’m sure you noticed.
Rose is doing very well, though she misses her uncle Gee dearly. When I look at her Gerard I see so much of her mother in her. She’s the most beautiful little girl in the whole world, I wish so much that you could see her. I just hope that when you get back I will still be here to witness you getting to hold her again. I don’t want to upset you, or make you feel rushed in coming home. I just know my time is coming.
It feels so strange to know I will be dying so young. In your last letter you assured me you were going to get the money we need for the physician in New York but Gerard... oh, my dear, sweet brother, how I love your constant hope. I fear that if it had not been for your positive attitude all these years I would have let this illness take me sooner. Your strength has been, and always will be, invaluable to me.
Gerard... If I could ask God for one thing now it would be that I shall hold out long enough to see you one more time. I wish you hadn’t left, but I know you’re doing this for me. Just please, hurry home. I miss you dearly, and I often think of when I was a child and you would hold me through all those bad times. I want to be held by you again, I want to feel young again, and have you rock me and tell me it will all be okay. How foolish I must sound! Alicia is laughing at me even as she writes, though she cries too.
Gerard... my brother. You have done so much for me, but I must ask just one more thing. When I go, for I fear it shall be soon, please take care of Alicia for me and of course sweet, little Rose. Alicia is frowning at me now, she insists I will be fine but some days I feel so weak I can barely breathe. I miss you so... we all do. But let me not finish this on a sour note, allow me to say that I hope you are doing well and I look forward to your every letter. When I receive a new one I always feel as excited as a child at Christmas!
Write soon my brother, and tell me more of this Frank fellow you mentioned. It is so good you finally have a friend in that dreadful place. This gentleman must be a true angel for you to have accepted him into your life and I do hope I can meet him someday too.
We all send our love to you Gerard,
Hurry home and God bless,
Your brother,
Michael James Way.
Frank sighed as he slowly folded the letter back up and bowed his head. For a long while he just sat silently infront of the dying fire and held the letter gently in his hands. He suddenly felt guiltier than ever, tears pricking at his eyes and threatening to spill over.

Suddenly Mikey felt so much more... real. Of course he knew he was a real person, but to read words he had spoken, to see the handwriting of the woman he clearly loved so dearly, it made him so much more solid somehow. Frank had had no idea how bad things really were, when he had watched Gerard read this letter he had made no sign that Mikey had been talking of dying, that he had made such a beautiful plea for Gerard to come home. He had simply read the letter, silently folded it back up and smiled weakly at Frank as he had said that things were ‘better’.

Better... yes. But not good enough.

Frank sighed and tried to push his tears back. Mikey must be such a strong man, to speak so calmly and politely about his own death. To ask for his brother to be there for his wife and child when he died with such composure. It seemed that Gerard’s brother was a man who had resigned himself to his fate, but would not go down in sadness with it. And Gerard... sweet, sweet Gerard...

Frank glanced over his shoulder at him and felt his heart give a strange swooping sensation in his chest. Gerard had made it clear enough times that he and Mikey were very close, and for him to go through all this as if it was nothing. To give Frank just the barest details so that he could pretend it wasn’t as bad as it really was... how strong must he be? To hold his head up high and work hard each day, to read letters like this and use them to motivate him to work harder and not just simply break down.

Frank knew that if he was Gerard he would have given up by now. He would have spent the last few weeks since the letter simply sobbing in bed. But he guessed that just proved how much stronger Gerard was than him... and he was being so selfish as to try and stop him from working so hard. God, he was practically killing Mikey himself by wishing Gerard would pay more attention to him. He was a fool.

Frank lowered his head into his hands and gripped his hair gently for a moment. He felt awful... Right now Gerard needed his support, and yes, he probably was going to leave for home soon. But he had no choice, if he didn’t get the gold he needed and get home then Mikey would never be saved.

Frank forced himself to his feet and gently put the letter back where he’d found it, turning slowly to look at Gerard sleeping in the light from the embers in the fire. He looked so beautiful, but not peaceful. His lips were pouted softly and his brow was slightly furrowed. Frank wondered if that was worry for Mikey or just restlessness for going to sleep with things still off between them. Either way, the sight made Frank’s heart twist and thud painfully and his body tingled strangely.

Gerard would leave him eventually, but not because he didn’t want to be with him. Because he had to save his brother. And Frank wanted nothing more than for Mikey to get better too. But before Gerard left Frank wanted... needed him to know how much he loved him. Needed him to know that when Frank eventually reached the point when he could leave too he hoped that Gerard would meet with him in New Jersey so they could be together again. He had to give Gerard everything, only then could he get everything in return.

Frank was silent as he padded across the room to Gerard’s bed and softly brushed his fingertips through his hair. He stroked his thumb over his cheekbone and caressed the side of his face gently.

Gerard stirred a little and his frown smoothed out as he nestled up into Frank’s touch. He sighed softly and Frank felt the warm breath sail over his palm, making his heart give that strange swooping sensation again. He bit his lip and moved his fingers deeper into his lover’s hair and bent down to press the lightest of kisses against his parted lips.

Gerard’s eyelids began to flutter as Frank pulled back and gently nudged Gerard’s shoulder so he moved sleepily to lie on his back. The older man’s eyes began to open as Frank slowly drew the covers back so that he could slip his leg over Gerard’s hips and settle down above him, kneeling with his legs on either side of Gerard’s. Their naked bodies touched lightly and Gerard yawned as he rubbed his eyes, his free hand coming out to touch Frank’s hip.

“F – Frankie?” He whispered softly, his voice gravelly from sleep and he sighed questioningly as Frank slid his hands gently up his stomach to his chest.

“Hey...” He mumbled sheepishly, idly tracing patterns over Gerard’s collarbone as he looked at him with some nervousness in his eyes which Gerard noticed instantly as he lowered his fist away from his own eyes.

“What are you doing?” He asked gruffly, reaching his hand up to cup Frank’s cheek and his heart missed a beat when Frank leaned into his palm, never moving his gaze from Gerard’s. Frank had a solemn look in his eyes, his face blank and serious, though beneath it all was a warmth and softness and Gerard was relieved to realise that whatever animosity Frank had felt towards him before was now gone.

“I... I wanted to come see you.” Frank shrugged softly, innocently enough as he moved his eyes away from Gerard’s and bit his lip, still drawing on his chest. “I’m sorry for earlier. I can see how wrong I was now. Please,” He lay a finger over Gerard’s lips as he went to speak, cutting him off. “Don’t tell me I wasn’t. I was, I was being selfish. Just say you forgive me... please.” He whispered, Gerard nodding silently, stunned.

“Of course... I forgive you Frankie.” He whispered gently back once Frank moved his finger away. He didn’t think that he needed to forgive Frank at all, but if it was what the younger man wanted then he would give it him. He would give him anything. “I love you.” He mewled, Frank’s lips finally curving up into a gentle smile and he bent down to share a tender kiss with Gerard.

“I love you too Gee...” He purred against his lips, smiling as he caressed his chest gently and pulled back to gaze once more into his hazel eyes, a dark churning brown in the darkness of the room, framed with black lashes that looked so thick and seductive in his sleepy state. “That’s why I’ve decided I... I’m ready.”

“I... I don’t understand.” Gerard frowned, unsure what Frank was getting at. He had his suspicion but... he had been ready for sex for six months now and Frank never seemed certain and he didn’t know what could have made him so sure now. “Frankie –”

“Shh.” Frank hushed him softly, laying his finger over his lips once more and smiling gently. “I love you. I want you to make love to me Gee. I want you to... to have all of me. I want to be all yours.” He whispered gently, his heart hammering in his chest. He wasn’t really nervous... just... he couldn’t believe he was finally sure. He had no doubt now that he wanted this, that he didn’t even care if Gerard left and never saw him again. Frank would be his anyway, forever.

“Frankie... We don’t have to do this.” Gerard whispered, moving Frank’s finger away from his lips and gently lacing their fingers as he sat up and leant on his elbows. “We don’t.” He insisted but Frank only smiled warmly at him and shook his head.

“I know we don’t. But I want to Gee. Right now. If... If you want to.” He whispered softly, smiling hopefully at Gerard and when the older man gazed steadily into his eyes Frank didn’t shy away from the gaze. Gerard sighed and smiled gently back when he saw that Frank wasn’t frightened, he looked serene and sure. Ready to commit to his decision, ready to give his whole body to him. He looked so relaxed, so... beautiful.

“Frankie...” Gerard sighed and sat up properly, Frank sliding down his lap a little but his gaze didn’t move, his smile widening when Gerard cupped his face. “You know I would want nothing more.” He smiled, Frank sighing with relief and wrapping his arms around Gerard’s neck.

“Then let’s not waste anymore time talking about it. Let’s do it Gee. Let’s just... let’s just do it, right now.” He beamed, leaning forward and smiling as Gerard did the same, the two of them meeting in a deep kiss that sparked electricity all over their skin.

Gerard slid his hands down to rest on Frank’s biceps, kissing him deeply but gently as he slowly manoeuvred their bodies so that Frank was now on his back with Gerard on top of him. He felt so pleased when Frank stayed perfectly relaxed, his legs opening slowly and one came up to hook around Gerard’s waist, dragging his body gently closer as their tongues touched.

There was no fight for dominance, their tongues simply rubbing together as hands dragged through hair and massaged down bodies. Gerard’s fingertips played with Frank’s nipples until they were hard and sensitive, Frank mewling in delight at the gentle caresses to all the good spots on his body.

Gerard bucked his hips gently when one of Frank’s hands came down to squeeze at his ass and tug him closer, their semis sliding together. They didn’t stop their slow, hungry kissing as their hips started rocking as one. By now they had already discovered a rhythm perfect for them both after months of simple things like this and in no time at all their penis’ had filled with blood and were hard and throbbing as they pressed together.

Frank’s head was hazy as he relaxed against the sheets and opened his legs wider, his heart racing frantically behind his ribs. He loved the feeling of Gerard’s body above his, the weight of him making Frank feel so complete, lost in a cage of Gerard’s arms as he sucked gently at his mouth, their tongues dancing. When Frank opened his eyes all he could see was Gerard, all he could feel was Gerard, everything in that moment was all Gerard; Frank had never felt safer.

Gerard broke the kiss to look down at Frank for a moment, his stomach full of fluttering as he gazed at the most beautiful man he had ever seen. Frank always looked best in these moments, when his eyes glittered and shone and his lips turned red from kissing. His stomach was sucking against his spine and then expanding again with his heavy breathing and every contour of his body, every dip and curve and muscle became more apparent.

The head of Gerard’s penis twitched at the sight of him, his heart aching at his beauty. He could never put into words how much he loved Frank at that moment, how that love for him blended so neatly into lust. It wasn’t carnal or filthy, and Gerard definitely didn’t see it as wrong. For him... for them both... it just felt so natural. It was what they were supposed to do, how could they ever fight it?

Frank smiled gently at Gerard as they gazes locked for a moment, a couple of Gerard’s fingers tracing over his lower lip. Frank knew the drill and he parted his lips, closing his eyes as he sucked the digits into his mouth and coated them in saliva. Gerard’s hips didn’t stop their gentle rocking and Frank’s erection throbbed with need, his teeth nipping playfully at Gerard’s fingers before he let them go.

Gerard smiled as he bent down to go back to their passionate kissing, Frank’s arms finding their way back around his neck as one of the slickened fingers began nudging against his anus. He was used to the fingers by now and in no time at all both were pressed inside him, thrusting and scissoring as Gerard rubbed them over that special little button inside him.

Frank moaned quietly into Gerard’s mouth and gyrated his hips slowly, moving his ass over the fingers and mewling softly for more. Gerard took his time though, stretching him as much as he could and making sure he was as prepared as he could be before he slowly withdrew them.

When he broke the kiss Frank knew what he was going to ask and he smiled serenely at him as played with his hair.

“Are you sure?”

“Of course I am.”

There were no nerves in either of their voices, the exchange simply customary though both knew what the other would say. Gerard smiled softly back at Frank and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips before pulling back again. For this he wanted to watch his face, to be sure he was as comfortable as possible as he slid into him. He knew it would hurt, but he hoped it wouldn’t be too bad.

“I’ll be gentle.” He promised softly as he spat into his palm and began smoothing the wetness all over his pulsing erection, Frank nodding and spreading his legs as wide as he could and tilting his hips up so that Gerard would have a perfect angle to slip into him. He had no doubt what was about to happen was going to hurt like hell, but that didn’t frighten him. Looking at Gerard just convinced him even more that he had to do this. He would go through the pain if it meant he could finally give all of himself to this man and that relaxed him.

“I love you.” He smiled, his eyes sparkling with playfulness at the cliché and Gerard chuckled, shaking his head fondly and gently laying a hand over Franks hips to keep them down as he began to angle his own hips, shuffling forward and leaning over Frank until the head of his penis was pressed against Frank’s ass.

“Okay?” He checked, Frank nodding and leaning up to quickly peck his lips.

“I’m ready.” He assured him, smiling as he lay back and placed his hands lightly on Gerard’s shoulders, bracing himself for the oncoming intrusion though he didn’t tense at all. Gerard nodded and took a moment to make sure his composure was all in check before he began to ever so slowly nudge forward.

“Just hold onto me as much as it hurts.” He breathed softly and Frank nodded, closing his eyes as he tipped his head back and clenched his teeth. He could feel his sphincter muscles starting to relax and open him up as Gerard pushed forward, the pain not as bad as he first imagined. The domed head moved steadily forward at as slow a pace as Gerard could make, Frank breathing deeply and steadily to keep himself relaxed, though his heart was like a frightened bird caged in his ribs.

Gerard watched Frank’s face closely as he moved, reading every sign his body made as he nudged into him. He could feel tight warmth encasing the head of his erection as he moved and as soon as he got past the first curve the rest suddenly slid in. He gasped as the entire head disappeared into Frank and the younger man hissed in surprise, frowning deeply and his hands suddenly gripped tight to Gerard’s shoulders.

Gerard stopped instantly, stunned himself at the sudden way Frank had seemed to drag him in and for a long moment neither moved. Frank could feel his muscles tensed tight around Gerard, trying to fight off the intrusion, his ass aching. Now the head was inside him he felt uncomfortable and it hurt a little, but soon the pain subsided and he slowly relaxed his grip on Gerard’s shoulders, letting him know it was okay to carry on.

Gerard exhaled slowly and recomposed before he began to continue pushing his hips ever so slowly forward. Now he had the head of his erection inside him the shaft was much easier to get inside. He spat onto his palm again and spread more saliva over it as he nudged into Frank, stopping every time the grip on his shoulders got even just a little bit tighter.

About half way in Frank gripped so tight his nails dug into Gerard’s skin and he hissed in soft pain as he stopped. Frank was tensed up and his face was contorted in pain but he moved his hips in slow circles to move his ass a little. Gerard held his breath and just kept perfectly still, waiting until Frank relaxed again and lay still, nodding as he once more loosened his grip.

After that Gerard was able to slowly push the rest of his length into his boyfriend, pausing once he was fully seated inside him but Frank’s hands stayed loose on his shoulders and his eyes opened slowly, his lips curving into a gentle smile.

“You okay?” Gerard whispered softly, Frank nodding and leaning up to gently kiss him.

“Mmm... M’fine. I feel so... full.” He giggled, his body relaxed and open. It did feel strange having Gerard inside him, and there was some pain but stronger than all that was the feeling of pure happiness. He couldn’t believe he had got through it, that he had been able to relax and let Gerard push all the way in. He felt so attached to him, and not just literally, it was... perfect.

“Um... you can move now.” He added with a giggle when Gerard just grinned stupidly at him and the older man blushed, smiling bashfully as he nodded.

“O –Oh, sorry. Course...” He chuckled, Frank laughing softly and wrapping his arms gently around his neck. He smiled as Gerard kissed him passionately but tenderly for a moment before just resting their lips together as he began to gently thrust his hips.

It stung just a little bit for Frank but he didn’t care, all he could think about was how the man he loved was moving inside him, gently brushing against his prostate as his hands held his hips gently. Frank sighed and laid back, both legs coming up to wrap around Gerard’s waist as he lifted and lowered his hips in time with the older man’s gentle thrusts. The pace was slow at first, but Gerard began to speed up as the pleasure grew, but he never stopped being gentle which Frank was grateful for. Behind all the pleasure there was a soft, nagging pain, but it only made it feel more intense as he tipped his head back and moaned freely for all the world to hear.

Gerard watched Frank for a while as he softly rocked his hips, his erection rubbing against Frank’s inner walls as they gripped tightly to his engorged member. The younger man was so incredibly tight, so incredibly warm, and soon the pleasure was almost too much and Gerard had to duck his face into Frank’s neck and just inhale his sweet scent as he made love to him.

Franks whole body was on fire as Gerard stroked into him again and again, nudging against that special spot inside him and sending tingles up his spine. His erection was weeping cum onto his stomach and he just couldn’t hold onto Gerard tight enough, his arms and legs clinging to him in a koala grip as he moaned and sighed into his ear.

“Oh Gee... So good sugar... love you so much...” He whimpered, panting softly as he rode through the incredible pleasure Gerard was causing, the well of emotions inside him making his heart race and ache so wonderfully.

“Mmph... love you too... ooh... God Frankie, you’re so... so tight...” Gerard moaned back, his hands pulling Frank’s hips down to get deeper inside him as he thrust quickly and gently, pleasure building in his abdomen and bursting like little fireworks that tugged at his balls and made his orgasm sweep up over him.

“Oh God! Oh God, Frankie I... I’m gonna...” He couldn’t say it, didn’t want to say it. He wanted the moment to last forever, he never wanted to leave the warmth of Frank’s body. Never wanted to let this second go.

“Gee... Me too... me too love.” Frank groaned back, the feeling of his orgasm hitting him bitter sweet as he clung to his lover, not wanting to stop this feeling of incredible closeness but it was just too much and within seconds and I couple more well aimed thrusts he was spilling his release all over their stomachs.

Frank moaned softly against Gerard’s neck as he came, his limbs holding tight as his body shuddered and his muscles clenched in rhythmic spasms. Gerard couldn’t hold on against such an onslaught of sensation and he surrendered himself to his climax, groaning in delight as he came inside Frank, flooding him with his seed as they hold each other tight.

It felt like forever yet still not long enough as they milked their orgasms for all they were worth, spilling rope after rope of cum over and in each other before Gerard collapsed onto Frank and just breathed heavily against his neck.

Frank felt like he could cry he was so overcome from the wonder of the moment, but for God’s sake he was a man and just because he had laid back and opened his legs like a woman did not mean he was going to cry after sex like one. He swallowed the lump down in his throat and sighed as he smiled, panting softly whilst he stroked Gerard’s hair.

Gerard too had to scold himself for feeling tears in his eyes but he held them back with ease, soon feeling just high off the moment and he weakly lifted himself up so he could press tender kisses to Frank’s lips. When he pulled his softening penis out of him he winced at the sensitivity and Frank grimaced at the feeling of cum spilling out from his ass as his muscles clenched gently over and over. The sheets would need some serious washing but neither cared, only shared soft, slightly drunken kisses as they curled up in one another’s arms under the covers.

Frank didn’t quite know what to say in that moment, wanting Gerard to know how incredible he felt, how perfect he had been but he just couldn’t find the words. But when he gazed into his eyes he saw Gerard already knew and that he felt the same, so they simply smiled and shared tiny kisses in comfortable silence before they finally slumped against the pillows and fell into deep, blissful sleeps.