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Thank you guys for the nice reviews.
And just a warning, there is men having sex in this. With each other. So if you don‘t like that, I‘m sorry.
Anyways, here‘s chapter two. So read and hopefully enjoy.


Frank's whole body trembled with fear as Gerard closed the distance between them. As terrified as the tattooed boy was, he couldn't help but watch the way those hips moved subtly as he walked. To say that he found Gerard attractive was an understatement, and had it been any other circumstance, he would have been all but ripping away the raven's clothes.

Suddenly the bad boy was inches away from him; his hot breath tickling the outer shell of his ear, sending a shutter down his spine.

"Ya know sugar...” He taunted darkly. “you shouldn't be so afraid of me. I ain't gonna hurt you... well at least not too bad. Maybe just rough you up a little bit. But I think you would like that, wouldn't'cha?" Frank tried so hard to make sense of his words, but it just wasn’t possible when Gerard was kissing his neck and jaw the way he was. “Is that what you want? For me to fuck you?” And holy god, he was rolling his hips, grinding his growing erection against Frank’s. Evicting a gasp from the shorter boy in the process. “Do you want me to fuck that little ass of your’s?”

Frank didn’t understand why this dangerous man had such an affect on him. Why did this particular person make him fell so good when everybody else made him feel disgusted and violated? He didn’t know, but he was definitely grateful for whatever it was.
“Answer me.” Gerard’s voice interrupted his thoughts, his hands were brought to the perk little ass and he gave it a squeeze, pulling Frank’s pelvis towards his. He rolled his hips again. “Gah- I...uh...yes. Whatever you want.” He knew from experience those were dangerous words, but he was past caring.

“Mmm.” His mouth was on his neck, sucking and biting. Frank remembered this was breaking one of the rules. Nobody was allowed to leave marks on him; they said it made him look filthy and used. “Y-you can’t do th-that.” Frank didn’t know better, but Gerard never took too well to being told what to do. Suddenly the kid was slammed against the wall, banging his head. A low voice growled in Frank’s ear. “I paid for a whole night with you. So I’m gonna do whatever I fucking want with you. Okay?” His voice could’ve made the devil himself run the other way.

“S-so-sorrr-y. I-I just- they’ll be so mad-d at me. I’m not supposed to let people do that.”
The criminal took pity on the kid for some reason. He didn’t know why, how someone as apathetic as him could take pity on a complete stranger. Maybe it was the way tears pooled in those innocent eyes, or how his lips quivered. Or simply because he looked incredibly vulnerable- being so thin and frail, but regardless the reason, he pitied the poor boy.

Gerard wrapped his arms around the quaking form and pressed his lips to the trembling ones. “Shh. Okay, I won’t do that. Just don’t cry. I can’t handle that.” He pushed Frank down on the bed, climbing on top of him. “This won’t be so bad. I promise.” That was his attempt at comforting the whimpering boy, not that it really done much good. He kissed him again, harder this time, licking his lips and seeking access to his hot little mouth. And Frank was melting again. Melting into his touch. Melting into the kisses. It was strange how this man’s touch could somehow completely calm him in one way yet excite him n another.

Gerard smirked into the kiss when Frank let out an involuntarily moan. “Told ya it wouldn’t be so bad.” The shorter one simply moaned again, wondering how it was possible to do such amazing things with one’s tongue. Then it was gone. He moaned in protest, ready to reach up and pull him back down. But Gerard was unbuttoning his pants and pulling out a condom.

“You’re gonna suck me off, sugar.” His voice was dark and taunting. He moved up the other’s body until his ass was on his chest- careful not to put too much of his weight on him, and his dick was just barely touching his lips. ‘Suck.” He demanded, his voice soft but firm.
So that’s exactly what Frank did. He licked a straight line from the base to the tip and back again, teasing his cock. He licked the head lightly, teasing just a bit more before gently taking the head into his mouth. The innocent looking boy sucked on the tip before taking the full length in to his mouth.

Gerard truly never had received a blowjob so gentle and sweet. But what else could you expect from someone who looked like Frank. His breathing picked up, turning into heavy gasps and throaty moans as Frank continued sucking. He hollowed out his cheeks and bobbed his head up and down the full length. One hand found it’s way to Gerard’s balls, and began massaging them. The harder and faster Frank sucked, the closer Gerard came to cuming; he felt a familiar warmth building in his lower abdomen.

“Stop!” His voice came from gritted teeth. Immediately, Frank let his dick fall from his mouth, suddenly afraid he had done something wrong. When in reality, that was possibly one of the best blowjobs Gerard had received. “Don’t wanna cum yet. M’gonna fuck you first.” He panted. When Frank thought of his cock inside him, it made him squirm with anticipation.
In record time, Gerard had them both stripped of the remainder of their clothes and Frank flipped over onto his stomach.

The criminal pulled him onto all fours and leaned over his back, whispering into his ear. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard. You’re not gonna be able to move when I’m finished.” In a way, it almost sounded like a threat.
Then there were fingers being shoved in his mouth. “Suck.” He commanded once again. Frank coated them in his spit, moaning around the digits, whining in protest when they were ripped from him mouth. “God, I love the noises you make. You sound like a fucking slut...tonight you’re my fucking slut.” Frank moaned again at his words.
Then the wetness was at his entrance, then inside him.

Gerard was actually surprised at how incredibly tight he was. It may have been a harsh thing to say, but it was true. He worked another finger in and began scissoring, stretching him out, his finger brushing against his prostate. Frank arched into the touch, trying to get his fingers deeper inside him. “Ungh...please fuck me.” The raven haired smirked, hitting his prostate. “It’ll hurt. You’re not-” Normally, he wouldn't care how bad he hurt him, but for some reason, Frank was different.

“Uh...I don’t care. I want it to. Feels s-so good.” The tattooed one was enjoying this, and it only encouraged Gerard. The fact that he was practically begging to be hurt nearly caused Gerard to cum right then. He pulled his fingers out and positioned himself at the boy’s entrance. One hard thrust that evicted a pleasure and pain filled scream, and he was inside him. The fragile boy’s ass was filled and stretched with Gerard, his muscles contracting tightly around his pulsating cock.

“Uuhhh...” Gerard desperately tried to suck in oxygen to his deprived lungs. “God, Frankie. So. Fucking. Tight.” He grit out his words, harshly thrusting into his ass. His hands would probably leave bruises they were digging into the boy’s sides so tight, but for Frank, pain was pleasure. He pushed his hips back, trying to get more of Gerard inside him. The dick inside him hit a bundle of nerves, causing Frank to scream.

“Unngghhh...fuck, Gerard. Harder. Pleeeaasee.” Filthy moans and whimpers were escaping his trembling lips, and those sounds were driving the criminal insane.
“Beg like a bitch.” He grit out.
“Puh-please. F-fuck me. It feels so good.” Gerard slammed into his prostate harder than ever.

“What feels good?” His gasping and lust filled voice taunted.

“You’re cock. Inside me. I love it.” He was trembling with pleasure, and was something building inside him.

Gerard’s eyes rolled back in his head a little bit. This innocent looking little thing had to have been the best fuck he’d ever had.

“Say you’re my bitch. Get me there.” He slammed into his prostate once again.

“Uhhh. I’m you’re bitch. Fuck....I’ll be whatever you want.”

That submissive statement sent Gerard over the edge.

He slammed into him one last time, hitting his prostate dead on. “Fuck Frankie. He filled his ass with his cum as he rode through his orgasm.

Frank shuddered through his own, cuming harder than he ever had, calling out the bad boy’s name before collapsing on the bed, Gerard on top of him. Gerard rolled off and onto his side, looking at the clock. It was only a little past twelve.
Frank got up, planning to put on his jeans when an arm circled around his waist.
“Wha...?” The ex-convict giggled. “Did you think I was done with you? Silly boy. I’m no where near finished.”
Frank was pulled back into bed and arms circled around him.
“Just lemme catch my breath.” Gerard panted, resting his head on his shoulder.

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As it turned out, Gerard catching his breath turned into him falling asleep, along with Frank. It was the most comfortable bed Frank had slept in since he ran away three years ago, and when he woke up a little after three, all he wanted to do was go back to sleep.
But he saw an opportunity. He looked over to find Gerard asleep and the door was only about ten feet away. Nobody would be expecting him back until morning, seeing as Gerard had paid for a full night.

He could sneak out the door and run. But where to? He had no idea how long it would take to get far enough away so he would actually be safe. His mom lived in New Jersey and he was now in New York. That’s when Gerard’s wallet caught his eye. This guy had more money than one person could know what to do with. Surely he wouldn’t miss some. He felt bad about stealing, but he figured if it got him out of this hell, it was worth it.
He could take a bus or a cab, that would get him the farthest away fastest. Then he would go...ah the kid didn‘t know, but he’d work that out later. Right now he was simply focused on getting out of the sleazy motel room.

Frank eased himself out of bed, muttering curse words under his breath as pain shot from his sore ass. He pulled his pants on and the shirt over his head before moving across the room to Gerard’s wallet.
Then he heard a voice that made his blood run cold, it was so frightening.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”



So here it is. Hopefully you like it. Hopefully the smut wasn’t too bad. I tried my best. So please tell me what you think of that, if you have any advice.
I want to know where you think I should take this, I have an idea, but I'm not too sure if you will like it. So please give me your opinions so I can get the next chapter up soon. Thank you for reading. (: