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Gerard POV

Frank Iero likes me.

The most beautiful inspiring extraordinarily good looking boy I have ever met who actually gives a shit about me likes me, the no good low life.

This can’t be right.

It has to be the medication fucking with my head.

‘Gee…Yo Gerard, you coming to watch the film?’ Frankie asked, shaking my shoulder slightly awaking me from my own thoughts.

I pondered for a minute. I could go cuddle up to Frankie, have a break from my thoughts and about Levi…Or sit in my room contemplating getting drunk and committing suicide.

Biting my lip I swayed to the side, my eyes skimming across the lounge for any inspiring idea’s which would help. Trying not to seem desperate I hinted towards my bedroom with my head. I couldn’t reject his offer to his face.

Without hesitation I began to trudge to my room until a firm grip held onto my shoulder and pulled me back unsteadily.

‘Oh no your not, you’re staying with Frankie.’ Mikey sternly spoke, pointing a finger.

I hate being treated like a kid.

Scoffing, I shook him off me, rolling my tired eyes. Pissed off I grumpily went to the kitchen and flicked on the kettle on, ready to make some coffee.

Two slender arms snaked their way around my waist, soft hands clutching onto each other. Slightly shocked I went to shuffle away, squirming slightly from the uncomfortable intimacy I’m not use too, but the grip remained inseparable and I finally gave up, feeling awkward and hot. A cold nose nuzzled into my pale neck, black hair veiling Frankie’s face, his breath beautifully contrasting with his warm sweet breath tickling my pasty skin.

Softly, he opened his mouth and stated to suck on certain bits of skin, nipping at the skin every so often. My mind began to become fuzzy and those god damn butterflies were going crazy in my stomach. Groaning between heavy breaths I automatically tilted my head back, swallowing hard, increasing the deepness of the bites.

As pleasure washed over me I bucked my hips and closed my eyes, icy hands creeping over and under the top of my onesie, my moans escaping. His fingertips drew small soft circles around my collarbones as he stopped biting my neck and started planting small kisses along my jaw line tenderly.

Smiling uncontrollably Frankie twisted me round swiftly and looked me in the eye with a devilish grin, before pressing his lips hard onto mine, moving his mouth slowly, and his tongue slipping in shortly after.

Calmly, Frankie unzipped my onesie to my hips, my pale chest bare. Pushing me against the counter he deepened the kiss and started to bite my lip affectingly and brushing the roof my mouth with his small tongue, the sudden sharpness of the bite making me flinch, and gagging for more.

My arms became wrapped around his neck and my hands tangled in his soft hair, my own tongue tasting the hint of mint and cigarettes. His hands wandered over to my hips and massaged the skin just before my boxers.

Gently he moved away from my mouth and returned to biting my skin gently, his delicate tongue flicking over my nipple, a surge of pleasure and emotion bursting through my skin, my cock straining against the thick fabric.

One of his fingers stroked the top of the boxer line, and then hooked underneath, his whole hand reaching down to stroke my inner thigh. Pushing down slightly on the skin he massages it again, the shapes being unrecognisable due to the overpowering pleasure he was creating. Breathing faster I bucked my hips again towards him, his bulge rubbing ever so slightly against mine, making Frankie moan loudly.

His lips parted from my skin and moved up to next to my ear, his sticky breath unsteady against my lobe, the sensation of the warmness and dampness of his mouth brushing the skin making me tremble.

‘Do you need help sorting that out baby?’ He whispered deeply, his teeth pressing down a little bit on my ear lobe.

Turned on to fuck I grabbed the back of his head and pushed his mouth to mine again desperately, our tongues exploring each others mouths with experience and passion. Lust over took me and I started to unbuckle his belt hungrily, my hands squirming underneath his tight boxers as I stroked his length shakily, my thumb flicking over the tip, his hips pushing hard against mine as he pushed his head into my neck, clawing at my back.

I could feel his fingers drawing blood, the hot liquid smudging on the small of my back as Frankie rearranged his hands. He jumped and wrapped his legs around my waist, his hands moving from my back to my hair, his palms padding my dishevelled black hair comfortingly.

Grinding me I started to kiss the corner of his mouth, his head moving direction so our lips were together again. Out of breath Frankie jumped down from my body and pushed me aggressively against the wall, pinning my quivering hands to the wall, his small muscular frame pulsing.

Licking his lip slowly he moved his head towards my ear again, squeezing my wrists ever so slightly, my teeth biting my own lip in pure pleasure.

‘Do you need help sorting that out baby?’ He repeated, his husky voice alerting every single sense.

Nodding frantically I squeezed my eyes shut, as his cold, soft hand shuffled under my boxers, massaging my length softly but with pressure. Feeling dizzy, I rested my forehead on Frankie’s shoulder, my body not use to feeling so good, my heart pounding.

Smiling at my exhausted face Frankie knelt down on both knees and looked up at me innocently, his big eyes blinking at me irresistibly. Throbbing from all the blood I accidently buckled my hips towards Frankie’s face, his face lighting up.

His tongue licked my hips repetitively and smoothly, the hot breath making me groan excitedly.

‘Let’s unleash the big bad boy baby.’ He hushed as I tried to stifle my moans.

‘The awkward moment when you walk in on your best friend and your other best friends brother doing unspeakable things in the kitchen…’ Ray stated alarmed, his lips pursed together and his cheeks red.

Frankie scrambled up and opened his mouth in distaste of Ray’s blankness, as I shuffled into my onesie and zipped it up, my head down. Frankie charged towards Ray with thunderous steps and grabbed his shoulders his face almost touching his.

‘Why didn’t you say something you dick?!’ He screamed in his face, his cheeks now reddening.

‘B-because Mikey said Gerard was making c-coffee and to c-check what he was doing because he was taking a l-long time and I didn’t- r-realise he was m-making love not c-coffee.’ Ray rushed, his big warm brown eyes terrified and wide.

‘We were NOT making love Ray!’ Frankie exploded, his hands wailing.

‘Well you weren’t making coffee!’ Ray bit back, mirroring Frankie’s gesturing hands.

‘I was just…checking something on his…chest.’ Frankie said defeated, nibbling his lip.

‘Well it sure wasn’t his chest you were checking…it begins with C though…’ Ray said, spinning on his heel ready to walk away.

Like a bullet, Frankie bolted towards Ray’s back and saddled him like a horse, his arms strangling his neck as he clutched on for dear life, Ray galloping around the room. Due to all the commotion in the kitchen Mikey rushed in, hand through his hair as he watched his two friends battle it out.

‘What the fuck?’ Mikey asked, his question delivered at me.

Shrugging I looked away and stared at the ground again, trying to become oblivious to all the violence. My thoughts were intruded when a loud crash bounced of the walls. Dismayed I shot around to the source of the noise.

Ray was sprawled on the floor, with Frankie entwined around his collapsed body, both of them exploding into a fit of loud giggles, helping each other off. Mikey raised his eyebrow and lusciously poured the now boiled water into 3 cups.

My eyes met with Frankie’s as he winked at me cheekily and went to get coke for Ray and Bob, before shaking hands with Ray.

‘Good fight my fro-man friend.’ Frankie said, patting him on his fro.

‘Indeed Iero, I just know not to ask you to check my chest for anything.’ He chuckled, poking him in the arm.

Frankie laughed uneasily and went to obtain the steaming mug of coffee and go for a smoke, grasping my wrist signalling to go with him. Thrusting a cup in my hand he leant against the wall and lit up, handing me one.

‘Don’t worry I have my own.’ I said politely.

‘Gee…I don’t want you smoking your own anymore…I’ve seen what you’ve written on them.’ He whispered, nervously looking up at me.

Embarrassed and slightly ashamed I took one of his shakily and lit it, struggling to maintain eye contact with him.

‘Baby, listen, I’m going to save your life, whatever it takes.’ He cupped my face and kissed me softly on the forehead, and then took a drag of his cigeratte.

Nodding, I continued to look at my feet, confused on how I felt.

I want to kill myself.

Why would he stop me from ending this fucking pain?

‘Guys the films about to start!’ Mikey screeched suddenly, making me jump.

Frankie threaded his hand through mine and guided me in, my mind a mess.

Frankie POV

Shit.

Gerard is so beautiful.

I know I keep saying it, but I just can’t help but stare at him. Even though his hairs a mess and he’s underweight and depressed, he’s just perfection.

Still holding his hand we walked to the pitch black room, the artificial glow of the TV highlighting Gee’s features.

Bob and Mikey were sitting on the big couch and Ray on one of the smaller chairs. Falling onto the other small couch I patted my knee for Gee. He shuffled side to side, looking nervous, before delicately putting his skinny frame on my knees. Hugging him, I nuzzled my face into his neck, breathing in his sweet scent.

The film began to start and Gerard flipped his legs over the side of the couch, his face resting on my chest, his hands in a ball on his hips. I cuddled up to him and kissed his head, catching a glimpse of Mikey looking down disheartened.

Biting my lip I tried to concentrate on the film, but Gee’s hand were edging closer and closer to below my hips, and making me squirm.

‘Baby not here…’ I differed, looking up at everyone to see if they were still watching the film.

‘Let’s go to my room then.’ He said softly, cupping me, making me groan.

‘Errrr we’re going to…erm go bed…yeah night.’ I stumbled, my boxers restraining me uncomfortably.

Ray and Bob rolled their eyes and Mikey looked down, his face dropping. Biting my lip I shook the guilt off of me and was dragged by surprisingly strong Gerard to the top of the basement stairs.

His wild amber eyes sparked at me knowingly as he licked his lips, eyeing me up and down, tilting his head. Heart beating hard I jumped onto Gerard and wrapped my legs around his waist again, kissing him violently and desperately. Hungrily, Gee groped my ass and started to rush down the stairs with me in his arms, our lips still attached.

Flinging the door open urgently Gee raced to the bed and threw me down, closing the curtains so we were in complete darkness. Scrambling on the bed I tried to sit up and adjust my eyes to the pitch black, but with no avail. I felt a slow hand run long delicate fingers through my hair, putting a finger on my chapped lips.

‘Baby I can’t see…’ I whimpered nervously, my eyes wide.

‘You don’t need to see sweetheart.’ He whispered in my ear, slowly sucking my neck, his moans sending vibrations though my body.

It felt so god damn good.

Cold hands started to stretch my arms behind my head, then soft fabric started to be wrapped and knotted around my wrists, holding me to the backboard of the bed. Repeating it on the other side he straddled me and started to kiss my neck again, as I bucked my hips up.

I couldn’t see him beautiful features or feel them because my hands were tied, but he was so god damn good, he knew what to do.

He started to undo my shirt and kiss my ribs lightly, licking around my nipple.

‘Oh god…f-fuck.’ I groaned at him, my eyes closed.

I heard a small chuckle then his mouth covered my nipple, biting down softly and tugging at it a bit, my mind a blur and all senses exaggerated.

He started to kiss my stomach again then down my navel, crawling his hands towards my thigh and rubbing the skin, making me extremely hard. He slowly undid my belt and pulled my trousers and boxers off, exposing my naked body. Licking my lips I raised my hips again, my breathing becoming unstable and fast.

With one hand Gerard stroked my member softly, tracing a small circle on the tip then flicking his thumb over it, making me moan even louder. He used the other hand to massage my thigh, the pressure of his icy touch making me want more.

I felt warm breath hover over my member, the sensation making me squirm. His pointed tongue started to circle my tip, then press into the slit slightly, making me pre-cum. I could feel him smile as he covered my tip with his whole mouth, licking the liquid up. He snaked his hand around the bottom of my cock and started to pump slow, my mind exploding with utter pleasure.

He pressed his tongue softly in my slit again, my hips buckling, eloping his mouth with my very hard member. His fiercely pushed my hips back down to stop him from gagging and started to pump faster, his mouth moving at the same time. His tongue started to dance around his mouth, occasionally flicking over my slip forcing a surge of pleasure to electrocute me.

Speeding up he started to groan with me, his vibrations adding to the unspeakable pleasure, his hot breath making me want to buck my hips. As I was almost hitting my climax I couldn’t hold in my voice anymore and let out a scream, releasing everything in his perfect mouth. Swallowing it all he crawled up onto my chest and laid his head down, my pounding heart moving his head with the rise and fall of my pulse.

‘Fuck’ I squeaked, as Gee untied me from the bed.

When I was released I cupped Gee’s face shakily and stroked the corner of his mouth, kissing it gently.

‘My turn’ I whispered in his ear, flipping him over.

‘WHERE THE FUCK IS HE?’ A spine shattering roar interrupted us.

Fuck.

My Dad.