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Gerard's POV

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mikey tried to get up and leave but I grabbed hold of him by the arm. Knowing if we start fighting again, mum would deffo come down the stairs and attempt to separate us and the do the motherly thing of sending us to our rooms for the rest of the evening. Frankie got off the sofa and walked over
"Gerard let go!" I pull on his shirt to reveal his shoulder. Frankie began to grin
"Is that-" but Mikey cut me off by freeing himself and covering his shoulder again
"It's nothing."
"It looks like one of her bites." Bewildered and confused by what Frankie said, I found myself staring at him
"Explain . . . . . ." I crossed my arms and looked at Frankie
"Well, it was a few months ago, but when I last cut, she wanted to compare the pain I felt, so she kind of bit my arm and it really hurt, left a bruise, said she'd bite me every time I thought of cutting or if I did cut." Some sense there. They say some people feel the pain to be pleasure when you cut, releasing the built up emotions and pressure. I guess being bitten by someone, the pain was different, and so Holly had a point

"Fair point." I smiled at Frankie and he smiled back
"It's nothing, like I said!" Mikey protested again but I grabbed hold of his arm again, stopping him from moving anywhere
"Oh give over Mikes!" I punched his arm and he whimpered out in pain
"Aww, don't beat poor Mikey up." I raised an eyebrow as Frank cuddled into Mikey's chest. Mikey looked as confused as me
"Aww did Gee hit you in the arm?" Mikey nodded his head and Frankie sounded like a sympathetic mother talking to a baby
"Uh Frankie-"
"Gee, there is no need to hit your brother like that." Now I was confused, what was Frankie playing at? Mikey giggled
"You sound just like Holly, right before-" Mikey broke off mid-sentence and slapped a hand to his mouth and Frankie fell backwards laughing. I smiled at Frankie – god he was a fucking genius!

"Works like a charm! I do it to Holly all the time, and she lets something slip, and she does it to me too when she is up to no good, normally right before she starts to tickle me or something silly like that." I laughed
"Oh Frankie, I do love you." Mikey made to open his mouth a sly smile coming across his face
"Mikey's got his first love bite!"
"Shut the fuck up! You wanna yell it any louder, so the whole neighbourhood can hear?" Frankie and myself fell about laughing
"Aww, Mikey is growing up!" Frankie teased. I wiped the tears away from my eyes and put an arm around my brother
"So, how far did you go?" My brother can get a little uncomfortable talking about this subject, but he was only a year away from being able to have sex.

"Well." Frankie lay on his stomach, propped up by his elbows and his face perched in his hands
"I won't say a word to her." He kicked his legs around behind him and it looked really cute. My attention was drawn back to my brother as he coughed
"Just cuddling."
"And biting," I added. He nodded his head
"And . . . . . . ." Frankie prompted him even more
"Fine, kissing." He had flushed a crimson red and folded his arms
"Aww I'm proud of you, my little brother."
"Holly is sensible, she knows her boundaries and other people's boundaries." Mikey finally smiled and I pulled him into a one arm hug. We got up off the floor and Frankie dived back over onto the sofa

"Mum said, if you're hungry there should be something in the kitchen for you."
"I'm not that hungry." I referred from saying anything too sexual, that would piss Mikey off and bit my lip to stop myself from laughing, but knew Frankie was giggling in the background
"Just going to get a drink, I might come and join you in a minute, if you're going to watch the rest of the film." I nodded my head. I let Mikey walk out before laughing as Frankie burst out giggling
"Yeah, he probably had enough of Holly's face," Frankie managed to choke out between laughs. I ran over to the sofa and dived on top of Frankie and cuddled him
"Oh you do say the cutest things." I kissed his lips and allowed him to sit up and we continued to watch the film.


Frank's POV

After Mikey had gone up to see his mum and made himself a drink, he seemed to return with a scarf around his neck, which caused both me and Gee to crack up. That kid did make me laugh, so I could see exactly why he appealed to Holly. He had sat the other side of Gee. God, I didn't want to admit that I wasn't a big fan of Horror films. I was glad when the credits were rolling up the screen
"I don't know about you, but I'm going to bed," Mikey said getting up off the sofa
"Night," Gee called as he put the DVD away. Mikey soon disappeared and I looked round at the time. It had only turned nine and yet Mikey was tired? Maybe he did go further with Holly but just wasn't going to tell me and Gee. Gee came and sat back down next to me on the sofa

"Too early to go to sleep."
"Knowing Mikes, he will sit in his room on his computer for the next three hours, then probably read a comic or two and then go to sleep. It's what he always does." It made sense. I thought over the day and how it had gone. I had possibly made two more friends; Ray and Bob. I had met Gee's family, who seemed very nice. I'd had a good laugh and joke around, something I haven't done in a long time. Best of all, I had got to spend it with Gee, and had my first kiss with him and started to date him, all in one day. I don't think this day could get much better, well it could, but I wasn't going to push my luck with Gee. The horrible feeling of having to face school in about two days time dawned on my mind – having to face the jocks. I expect Shayne was plotting his own back, a way at getting at all of us. I pushed the thought to the back of my head as I realised I had been sub-consciously staring into Gee's eyes

"Fancy going into my room, and doing something." To lots of people, the suggestion could either sound a clean idea, of two friends, going down to sit in someone's room and possibly playing video games or read comic books. To others, who have a more dirty mind, which I guess you could include me in that category, it could be seen as something rather kinky, going to ones room to do something. I smiled and believed it would only be to sit and read comics for a bit
"Sure." I nodded my head and we stood up, but first detoured past the kitchen to pick up drinks and a packet of cookies, to take down to his room. He closed his door. God it was even darker at night. Considering his room was mainly black, with band posters covering his wall, his own drawings pinned up on his notice board and covering the floor, and what looked like song lyrics on paper placed in a neat pile by his bedside. Clothes cluttered the floor and the familiar smell of Gee filled the room. In my eyes it was pure heaven and bliss, but to others, possibly Donna, it would be seen as a messy teenager's bedroom. Gee stumbled across the floor and switched his bed side lamp on, so that a dim light filled the room.

I joined him on his bed, and we started up light conversation about music, which then drifted onto comics, video games, and then films. The conversations seemed endless and it wasn't until we looked at the time, reading half eleven at night. Thing is, I didn't feel one bit tired, but I didn't know how Gee felt
"You know your dad said to set up a bed for me," I started but paused. Gee blushed a bit
"I thought maybe, if you wanted, you could share my bed, but if not, I'd clear a space on the floor and make a bed up for me to sleep in, while you took my bed."
"No, I'm happy sharing." A smile came across his face

Gerard's POV

He had said yes to sharing my bed. My god, I felt like giggling like a high-school girl. God, pull yourself together Gerard. You maybe dating him, but seriously, don't go all soppy over him! My jeans had grown tight, in fact I don't really think they had loosened up since before dinner. There were two ways of dealing with this problem; one was to go and deal with said problem in the bathroom or two, have someone else take care of said problem. I know which I preferred to be, the later of the two, but I no doubt it would be the first. I felt myself edge forwards to Frankie and thought he might pull back, but was surprised when he didn't. I think I was surprised by the fact that he had closed the gap so quick. Our lips were moving in perfect timing with one another, as hands had started to wonder. In a blur, both hoodies were now start a pile on the floor. A tugging on my t-shirt, showed that Frankie was eager, and that I wasn't going to stop him. A moan escape my mouth as my t-shirt was pulled up over my head, followed by finger tips running down my bare chest, sending a shiver up my spine. In a split second I had Frankie's t-shirt up and over his head, and froze, to gaze at the bruising that covered his torso from yesterday's beating. Not wanting to be a mood killer, I kissed his lips again, before allowing my fingers to trace the tattoos that travelled up his arms, until I remember something; something Frankie had only said a mere few hours ago, and I smiled, with my fingers gently brushing the surface of his skin.


Frank's POV

A hint of worry had flickered through Gee's eyes when he saw the bruising on my body. For a moment, I thought he would stop, put his t-shirt back on and possibly leave the room, but he had kissed my lips, before beginning to trace his fingers across my tattoos. The surface of the skin burned where he touched and it felt like electric sparks surging through my body. It felt so good the feeling. But the feeling soon went as I realised he had more unless stopped tracing my tattoos and was sat smiling
"Uh, Gee?" Before I managed to say anything else, I had begun wriggling around underneath Gee after he had pushed me down onto his bed and began to tickle me
"Fuck . . . . get . . . . off . . . . ME!" I managed to say in between laughter and more unless shouted the last word. Gee had moved to straddle my hips as he continued to tickle

"One thing Frankie, never say you're ticklish to me, because I remember things like that." Gee stopped tickling and ran his hands up my chest before running them back down and crushing his lips to mine. Lacing my fingers through his hair, the kiss deepened. Gee shifted his body, rubbing our torso's together, with a soft moan escaping through my mouth. The kiss broke and I began to place kisses along his jaw line
"Mmmm, Frankie." A chill washed over my body at the moment he spoke
"Frankie." I stopped kissing his jaw line to look into those beautiful eyes of his
"Did you wanna, you know." I was getting his drift and smiled. With a simple kiss on his chin, I thrusted my hips upwards, causing a low moan to come from the back of Gee's throat
"I'll take that as a yes," he smiled.

Skin to skin contact, sending chills and goose-bumps through my body. The feeling of relief as skinny jeans become loose. The playing of buttons and pulling one close to remove clothing. The gentle sound of jeans landing on the floor. A cold feeling as Gee's teasing hand rubbed over the still fabric-covered crotch
"Tease," was all I managed through the gasps, before soft lips touch my neck again. Deep down inside, I had never loved anyone this much or felt this much affection and feeling. I fucking loved Gee and wanted him even more as he teased even more. The loss of connection from the lips, as they travelled further down across my neck and then chest. I tipped my head back, eyes closed as at last, boxers were removed, but at a painfully slow pace

My eyes flicked open and a gasp, at the softest of touches, before a warm moist environment wrapped itself around my member. I ran my fingers gently through his hair as Gee worked his magic. His hand ran up the inside of my thigh and onto my stomach, where I took hold of it. Each moan and gasp only encouraged Gee even further, with the funny sensation forming in to pit of my stomach and the tightening of the muscles began
"Gee . . . . . . ." I tensed as shuddered as the wave of pleasure washed over me. Eyes closed, rode out the waves of pleasure, before a gentle brush against my lips
"Gee, that was . . . . . . fucking amazing." I opened my eyes to look into his eyes and to smile at him. But I wanted to repay him; it was only fair, no matter how tired I was now feeling. Pressing my lips to his neck and gently biting, I felt his body jolt. I think I had just found his weakness as he let out a sigh of pleasure as I bite his neck once again

I guided my hand down his chest, across his stomach and reached the top of his waistband on his boxers. Sliding them down, I ran my fingers from tip to base, to have him moan. It sent an electric feeling down my back. I started off gentle, kneading and massaging the skin from tip to base – I kept this up, to tease as long as I could, and hear him repeat my name over and over, each time, causing more goose-bumps to appear on my skin. Body heat could be felt more and more as I increased my speed. I was being careful not to hurt him, but to make sure he felt pleasure
"Frankie," he dragged out my name in a low husky voice and I pushed my lips to his jaw as he released, with a satisfying moan. His body moved closer to mine, as my hand felt warm and slightly sticky. I removed my lips from his jaw line and nuzzled my face into his neck, to which we stayed like for a few minutes
"Amazing," Gee whispered. We finally moved and under the covers, where we kissed for a few minutes, before cuddling into one another
"Night Frankie."
"Night Gee, I love you," I whispered
"I love you too." I smiled at hearing those words and closed my eyes and allowed sleep take over my body.



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First, I would like to say (no it isn't the end of the story) that some people would say that this kind of relationship is impossible, and that it's moved too fast, but believe me, relationships like this do exist. Secondly, I have gone through and sorted out all of the spelling mistakes that I missed when I first wrote this. And thirdly, I hope you guys enjoy it :-)