Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance

Slit Your Own Throat

by TheChemicallyUsed

"Who the fuck are you to tell me to stop, you don't know me. You don't know my fucking story." Gerard slurred. He was making this so easy for Frank, and he didn't even know it.

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: NC-17 - Genres: Angst,Erotica - Characters: Frank Iero,Gerard Way - Warnings: [V] [X] [R] - Published: 2012-09-11 - Updated: 2012-09-11 - 753 words - Complete
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Frank's grin widened as the rain poured down. It was going exactly according to plan- the rain and darkness proved an excellent cover for the shit that was about to go down. He saw Gerard standing next to the bridge, looking down into its murky gaze.
"Gerard." Frank called past the trees and rain. "Stop."
"Who the fuck are you to tell me to stop, you don't know me. You don't know my fucking story." Gerard slurred. He was making this so easy for Frank, and he didn't even know it.
"Oh, but Gerard, I do." Frank slunk over to Gerard's spot. "I know very well... How else do you think I know your name?"
"I don't know, mabye you're some sort of kinky pervert? Go away."
"Oh, Gerard... I know everything about you! I'm not even merely a kinky pervert, but you could just call me Frank. I've been watching you for weeks! Now, come with me. We're going to play a game at the park."
"And if I say no....Frank?" A look of disgust filled Gerard's face.
"That would be a big mistake. So if you're going to take forever getting to the park, i'm going the have to take this moment just to push you down." And with that, Frank pulled Gerard's arm around to flip him to the floor. Everything seemed in slow motion and fast forward at the same time, and Frank swore that he saw Gerard's tears fly through the air.
"Such a fragile creature is man." Frank grinned. "Broken so easily! Well, sugar.... I'm going to have to break you in more ways than one.."
"Fuck you... What're you gonna do to me?"
"What aren't I gonna do to you?"
Gerard whimpered and started whispering. "Our Father, who are't in Heaven, hallowed be thy name..."
"God can't save you now, fallen angel. Fallen. I like that word. Say it. Now, bitch." Frank kicked him in the ribs for good measure.
"F-fallen..." Gerard cried.
"You're not a fucking believer. You're shallow- I've seen you. I've seen you jerking off in front of your mirror, sweat pouring from your face and torso. I've heard the obscenities fall out of that filthy mouth as you climax, and I watch as you look into your own eyes as you come. You're fucking shallow. You're more turned on than anyone could be by yourself. Now... Is the time for you to suck me off."
Gerard's blush and quite obvious hard on betrayed him. "Why would I want your dick in my mouth? I don't want to."
"Little Gerard says otherwise." Frank knelt Gerard up infront of him. He pulled his trousers and underpants down to his mid-thigh. "Suck."
Gerard looked up at him with hatred and lowered his mouth onto the tip of Frank's dick.
"Hurry up. I have a diary to keep to." With that he forced his way in, itching the back of Gerard's throat. "Aghh....." Frank moaned, thrusting in time with the tears which were pouring from Gerard's tear ducts. He choked, throat retracting and shrinking around Frank. "F-Fuck, Gerard.... GERARD!" And he came. "I wanna fuck you. So, good job I haven't had sex or came in about a month. Oh, Gerard, the things I do for you."
Frank shoved Gerard flat on his back and ripped his pants and underwear off. He entered Gerard roughly, holding his shoulders tø help go faster. "Fuck, this kind, it does it..." He thrust quicker and harder as he sees Gerard's dick fill and harden. "Oh, you don't want to, do you? Little Gerard has a mind of his own."
After a couple of minutes of mindless thrusting, Frank faltered. "G.....Gerard.....close..." and then, "Fuck!" and for the second time that night, Frank releases his load into Gerard.
Frank collapsed on top of him. "You bleed.... I fucking already know... Come on, shallow believer, you're already lost in time. You can either go home and attempt to live a normal life, scarred physically and mentally from this, or you could jump off the bridge like you were going to before I came. Your choice. I don't care. I'm off."

Frank walked away, ignoring the sploosh of a heavy object hitting the swirling depths of water.


First upload, sorry for the depressing-ness of it. There is some songs I can make funny. IT WILL BE DONE MY CHILDREN. And sorry for the use of the Lord's Prayer. That's all I can remember of it.

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