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Hey guys,
I'm really sorry this chapter took so long to get out. I finished a few days ago I was just waiting on my Beta to scan over it, but fuck, I'm impatient so I got bored and am posting it now instead (I'm sorry Andrea! I love you!). As such this chapter is the rough unBeta'd version so there may be typos. Also Andrea's main job was to make the speech between characters sound less English so... If it doesn't sound like something they would really say I apologise. But hopefully it's fine and I hope you guys enjoy :D
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Frank stretched and groaned as he used his hip to slam the car door shut. The drive to visit Mikey had been long, and both he and Gerard were tired, but now that they had arrived Frank was in exceptionally high spirits.

“Man, I cannot wait to meet your brother.” He smirked, arms still above his head as he stretched his sleeping muscles. Gerard rolled his eyes fondly and smiled as he locked the car, grabbing his rucksack full of his and Frank’s overnight things and slinging it over his shoulder.

“I bet.” He scoffed, walking round the front of the car and taking Frank’s hand when he joined him. Frank may have been excited to meet Mikey, but Gerard was feeling anxious. He knew both his brother and his boyfriend were looking forward to irritating each other and Gerard just wanted them to get along. “Try to give him a chance.” He pleaded softly, Frank chuckling and nudging Gerard’s ribs with his elbow.

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna bite his head off. I’ll see whether he’s giving me a chance first.” He smirked, Gerard frowning at him from the corner of his eye as he and Frank walked across the university campus. Gerard already knew which halls were Mikey’s and where his room was from previous visits so he had asked Mikey not to come out to meet them. He knew the walk to his room would be valuable time to give Frank this last minute reminder.

“He’ll be sceptical of you at first...” He admitted quietly, lacing his fingers with Frank’s as both men gazed with some amazement at the large, white university building. It looked pretty fancy, especially for Frank who had barely managed to graduate High school. “But that’s only because he’s kinda protective over me. We’re really close ya know?”

“Sure, I get it.” Frank nodded, gazing around with slightly widened eyes at the many students milling around. It was early evening by now, but it seemed some kids still had lectures to go to. A few were holding books and folders, chatting to friends or escaping the world via their headphones as they rushed by. Others though were dressed up in cocktail dresses or jeans and shirts, clearly getting ready for a night out. Frank may have never gone to college, but he’d heard about the crazy parties.

“So you’ll be nice to him right?” Gerard asked nervously, tugging gently on Frank’s hand to lead him round the main building towards a line of other buildings with different names above the front doors. Frank realised they must be the halls of residences.

“I’ll be nice to him if he’s nice to me.” Frank shrugged, glancing at Gerard’s anxious face and squeezing his hand comfortingly as he chuckled. “You know me Gee, I give what I get.” He smirked, Gerard groaning as he rolled his eyes.

“That’s what worries me.” He admitted through a chuckle, Frank scoffing and smirking as Gerard tugged him to the first building on the row and pushed open the heavy security door.

Inside there was a long hallway stretching right across to the other end of the building. Other corridors branched off it, the walls lined with plain wooden doors with brass numbers pinned to the top. The hallway was narrow and Frank had to walk a little behind Gerard so that he didn’t scrape along the doors. It felt dark and claustrophobic and Frank wondered if all college halls were like this.

“He’s on the third floor.” Gerard muttered as he pushed open another door to reveal a set of stairs. Frank wrinkled his nose up at the grey laminate flooring and peered uneasily up to see how far three floors was exactly.

“Isn’t there an elevator?” He groaned as Gerard began pulling him up the winding stair case, Frank stomping along behind. He couldn’t help it if he was lazy. If there was an easier option then he always took it.

“There is.” Gerard smirked, laughing a little at Frank’s disgruntled expression. “But the students are always finding ways to break it, trust me, you don’t wanna risk it. Last time I visited I took the elevator and ended up stuck between the third and second floor for an hour.”

“This place sounds like a hell hole.” Frank scoffed, panting a little as they rounded the corner for the second floor and continued up. “Is a degree really worth it?” He groaned, Gerard laughing and smirking at him.

“Oh come on Frankie, you’re not that unfit.” He chuckled, a little breathless himself but he could see the landing for the third floor now.

“How do you know unfit I am?” Frank challenged, slumping against Gerard’s side once he stepped onto the third floor landing.

“Well, with all the exercise you do for your job you shouldn’t be anyway...” Frank glowered at Gerard’s smirk, slapping his arm lightly as the older man dragged him through the door and into another narrow corridor. All the numbers here started with ‘3’ and Frank stuck close to Gerard as they walked across the carpet that was full of cigarette burns and sticky patches.

“Can I have a piggy back?” Frank groaned, Gerard laughing though he obediently stopped and stooped down for Frank to hop onto his back.

“You’re such a whiny bitch, you know that?” Gerard smirked as Frank clambered up onto him and locked his legs around his waist.

“Oh you did not just call me a bitch.” Frank gasped, swatting Gerard’s bicep before wrapping his arms around his neck and slumping on him as Gerard continued walking. “I’m tired okay, it was a long drive getting here.”

“You didn’t even drive Frankie, and you slept the first two hours of it.”

“That isn’t the point.” Frank shrugged. “I have less energy than you, I have to do real work for my job as you just so kindly pointed out.”

“Having sex is not real work.” Gerard smirked, biting back laughter as Frank swatted him again.

“And drawing is?”

“It is compared to sex.”

“You’re just jealous.” Frank scoffed, slumping once more as Gerard came to a halt outside one of the doors and rapped his knuckles against it. Frank instantly slid off Gerard’s back, deciding it probably wouldn’t make the best first impression if the first time Mikey saw him he was using his brother as a slave. Gerard glanced at him and smirked, sliding an arm around his waist and holding him close as they waited for Mikey to open the door.

It didn’t take the youngest Way long. They heard him unlocking the door before he opened it, and then he was there, suddenly grabbing Gerard and hugging him tight with a cry of happiness. Gerard seemed to respond just as enthusiastically and Frank was forced to take a step back to allow the two of them a moment of pretty camp squealing and jumping about.

Frank bit back a smile and watched with curious eyes as Gerard hugged Mikey for a long moment, still in the doorway. The two brothers were whispering something to each other and it seemed to take them a long time to remember Frank was here too.

“Oh! Mikey, I want you to meet Frank.” Gerard suddenly gasped, turning to take Frank’s hands and tug him into the room where Mikey had retreated. Frank idly kicked the door shut behind him and allowed Gerard to move him infront so he could finally see his little brother. “Frankie, this is Mikey.”

“Hey.” Mikey was looking at Frank with eyes just as curious and Frank rose his eyebrows in slight surprise. Mikey wasn’t what he had been expecting. He was taller than Gerard... A lot taller than Frank, and skinny too. He had floppy light brown hair that looked like he’d straightened it far too much, hiding one eye that was already behind a pair of thick rimmed glasses.

“Hi...” Frank mumbled, scanning Mikey’s skin tight jeans and white and black striped long sleeved shirt. The hemline had risen just enough to reveal pointed hipbones and Frank thought fleetingly how well Mikey would do in the porn business as a twink.

“So... You’re Gerard’s new boyfriend?” Mikey said slowly, his own eyes taking Frank in with a look of equal surprise. Apparently Frank wasn’t what Mikey had been expecting either.

“I guess I am.” Frank smirked, Mikey raising an eyebrow at the sparkle in his eyes and Gerard quickly stepped forward to get talking.

“He met Elena already, she loves him.” He grinned, hoping that might show Mikey how perfect Frank was for him. He could already tell both men were psyching each other out and deciding whether they were going to make this hard or easy, and Gerard wanted it to be easy. He just wanted everyone to get along and have a good time. “We went to that Italian restaurant, the one in New York? I said I’d take you there when you come home next?”

“Uhuh...” Mikey nodded, his eyes never leaving Frank. He wasn’t sure if he liked him or not. He looked like the type of guy Mikey would see in his lectures or out with his friends and wish wistfully that he could look as cool as that. But after their phone conversation and the knowledge he was dating his older brother he wasn’t so sure whether Frank looked cool or like an asshole.

“We’re gonna be staying in that hotel just down the road, so I was thinking maybe tonight you could show us around the town or...” Gerard trailed off, biting his lip when he realised no one was listening to him. He half expected Frank and Mikey to start circling each other like a pair of lions.

Frank was stood with his weight on one hip, his hands resting lazily in the pockets of his jeans, a smirk still playing about his lips. Mikey was stood with his arms folded, his body rigid as he eyed the porn star sceptically.

“Nice tattoos.” He finally settled on saying. Gerard blinked in surprise, and even Frank had to admit he was sure he had misheard for a moment.

“Uh... Thanks.” He said slowly, Mikey scanning his tattooed arms.

“That Black Flag?” He asked, nodding at four black bars inked into his skin and Frank’s eyes sparkled, his smirk growing as he nodded.

“You bet.”

“Damaged is like... my favourite album ever.”

“Really? No way, mine too!”

“I used to play it on cassette so often it completely burned out. I was so devastated, until Gee bought me the CD.” Mikey started to chuckle softly and Gerard watched in wide eyed as amazement as Frank suddenly slung his arm round him and disappeared across the room, laughing and chatting with Mikey as if they had been friends for years.

Gerard stood awkwardly in the hallway, just gawping at the spot where Mikey had been giving Frank a death stare just seconds before. He had been hoping they’d get along but he hadn’t been expecting it to happen that fast... or for it to end with him left alone and forgotten.

Mikey and Frank had disappeared into the tiny kitchen that came with Mikey’s room to make coffee for everyone. Being in his final year Mikey had a type of bedsit, meaning he got his own kitchen and bathroom unlike first year students. He ought to have moved into a real house with some friends like other students did... but Mikey wasn’t too good at making friends he could feel that close to.

Gerard waited for a moment before he joined the two men in the kitchen, just leaning in the doorway and watching with some fascination at the way they laughed and talked to each other. Mikey was bouncing off Frank’s words in a way Gerard had never seen before. Mikey was an awkward kind of guy, he had never just clicked with anyone, except maybe his girlfriend Alicia, and so to see him acting so naturally around Frank was both a shock and a relief.

“Coffee Gee?” Gerard was jolted back into the moment by Mikey looking over his shoulder at him, smiling curiously.

“Oh, sure.” Gerard was still too busy being amazed to think straight and he forced a smile at Mikey until he turned back to the boiled kettle and began pouring water into mugs. Frank was leaning lazily on the counter, tapping a teaspoon against his palm as he discussed music with Mikey and the many bands he had been in throughout his life.

“So is that what you do? Make music?” Mikey asked curiously as he handed Frank one of the mugs and then another to Gerard. “Come through guys.” He smiled, leading the way back into the main room which boasted nothing but a simple bed and computer chair. Mikey took the chair so that Gerard and Frank could sit together on the bed, but the porn star still had eyes only for Mikey.

“I’m not in any bands at the moment, too busy with my job ya know? But if an opportunity comes along then sure, I’d love to keep making music. It’s always been a dream of mine to be in a band.” He sighed wistfully, Mikey giving a sage like nod.

“Me too...” He said softly, his eyes big and innocent looking behind the lenses of his glasses.

It was Gerard’s dream to be in a band too, but he didn’t mention it; he felt like if he said it now he’d just sound like he was copying. But then, who didn’t dream about being in a band? Gerard pouted a little and took a sip of his coffee, letting the liquid burn his throat. He was feeling strange as Mikey and Frank chatted to each other, almost... left out. Even though Mikey was his brother and Frank was his boyfriend he felt as if he was just in their way. This had never happened before... Whenever he and Mikey were together people generally took more interest in Gerard. He didn’t mean for that to happen, Mikey was so just so shy and Gerard had a tendency to talk too much... this was the first time the tables had turned.

“So, what do you do Frank?” Mikey asked softly, sipping his own coffee. “For a job I mean.”

“Oh, I’m a porn star.” Frank smiled, as if it was a totally normal thing to say and Gerard blushed as Mikey started to choke on his coffee. Frank just smiled lazily and sipped his own drink, used to this kind of reaction. He had already discussed with Gerard in the car whether they were going to tell Mikey the truth, and after some persuading Gerard had finally agreed that it was better to have less lies to keep track of.

“A... A... Does Grandma know!?” Mikey turned instantly to Gerard, his face a picture of surprise and Gerard’s blush intensified.

“We thought it’d be best not tell her straight away...” He said slowly, Frank taking his hand and squeezing softly as Mikey gawped at him. “We told her that Frank works in a guitar shop for now.”

“For now? For now. When exactly do you intend to tell her the truth?” Mikey demanded, Frank shuffling closer to Gerard, touching their shoulders together and hoping to give him some sort of comfort. Frank was used to reactions like these, but he knew for Gerard it might be difficult and embarrassing.

“Well... We’ll tell her the truth if and when we decide she needs to know.” Gerard finally settled on saying, feeling a little sick with anxiousness. He hadn’t wanted to tell Mikey the truth of Frank’s job at all, and this was exactly why. He had known he would react like this.

“Gerard... But... She...” Mikey trailed off, at a loss for words. He wanted to say that Elena deserved to know, but when he thought about it he supposed it was probably a better idea if she didn’t. Especially if she liked Frank... Mikey had liked Frank too, until he found this out.

“So... If you’re a porn star,” He said slowly, turning to look at Frank again. “That means you have sex with other guys right?”

“Well... Yeah.” Frank shrugged like it was nothing, but not even he could stop himself from blushing. “Gerard knew that before he got into a relationship with me though. He understands it’s not cheating, he knows he’s the only man I want.” Frank’s voice was full of conviction and Gerard couldn’t help but smile a little as he squeezed his hand. He had no doubt about this kind of thing now, but he could easily see that Mikey wasn’t so convinced.

“If you don’t want sex with other guys then why don’t you just get another job?” He asked simply, Frank sighing and resisting the urge to roll his eyes. It was a question he had been asked a million times before, mostly by his past boyfriends, and he shrugged as he looked at Mikey.

“I enjoy my job.” He said honestly, making the youngest Way roll his eyes. “I’m not going to leave a job that pays great money and that I enjoy just because I’m in a relationship. That may sound harsh to you, but Gerard knew what he was getting into when he agreed to date me. I was honest from the beginning, I have nothing to be ashamed of.” Frank’s voice was firm, allowing no room for argument and Gerard felt a strange flutter in his stomach. As much as he hated the fact that he had to share Frank with a load of porn actors, he agreed with everything his lover had said and he couldn’t help but feel proud of him.

“I’m okay with Frank’s job Mikey.” He said softly, Mikey looking at him with slightly hurt eyes. “I knew from the start... I don’t mind.”

“But Gerard... How can you be fine with that? How can you be fine with being just another guy?” Mikey whimpered, hating to sound unreasonable but he loved Gerard more than anything, and he wanted his brother to be treated right. It had been so long since Gerard had had a boyfriend, Mikey didn’t want to end up seeing him hurt just like before.

“Hey, just another guy? Listen Mikey, I may have sex with men as part of my job but Gerard is so much more than that. He isn’t just another guy, he is the guy I wanna spend my time with and if you don’t like that then I’m sorry, but it’s Gerard’s decision whether he wants to be with me or not.”

For a long moment all three men fell silent, Gerard blushing furiously as Mikey stared at him and Frank in shock. Mikey was trying to come to terms with everything, but it was difficult. He had never imagined Gerard would be dating a porn star.

“But... Gee I...” Mikey sighed, forcing himself to calm down and think rationally. If Gerard was happy – and it was clear that he was – then he supposed he shouldn’t cause an argument about it. “What about before? What about what Bert did to you?” Mikey asked ever so quietly, Frank looking at Gerard with a confused expression as Gerard blushed more than ever, the redness going right down his neck. Mikey knew he was potentially crossing a line, but he had to ask. He had to make sure Gerard had thought about this.

“What about Bert?” Gerard’s cheeks were flaming, his voice hard as he bristled. He hated having Bert brought up like this and Mikey knew it.

“I just... He hurt you before by... I just don’t want that to happen again...” Mikey said as slowly and gently as he could, Gerard’s fists clenching. He looked like he wanted to jump to his feet and storm out but Frank’s hand touching his shoulder made him calm down a little. Frank was looking confused as he gazed at the older man, wondering what things Mikey was unearthing.

“I... He... Frank isn’t going to do that. Don’t talk about things you don’t understand.” Gerard’s voice was shaking as he snapped at Mikey, the younger of the two biting his lip and bowing his head, embarrassed.

“I just worry about you.” He sighed, Frank rolling his eyes a little.

“Okay I am still in the room guys, you know that?” He asked, starting to grow irritated. He wasnt sure what Mikey was trying to suggest he was going to do, or who this Bert guy was, but he could tell it was upsetting Gerard and he wasn’t cool with that. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s not important.” Gerard quickly answered before Mikey could. Mikey frowned and turned to Frank, opening his mouth to speak but Gerard cut across him again. “Mikey, it’s not important.” He snarled, Mikey meeting his gaze slowly, holding it for a long moment before he sighed and nodded.

“Alright...” He whispered, bowing his head and staring into his coffee as he let the subject drop.

>X<

Brian groaned and arched upwards into Matt’s touch as the muscled man pinned his wrists above his head. Matt’s mouth was working wonders over Brian’s chest and nipples, sucking, biting and licking a trail over his tattooed skin. Brian groaned again and arched his chest up, whining softly as Matt rubbed his thigh against his crotch.

“Mm... You’re so hot tonight babe.” Matt chuckled, nibbling his way up Brian’s neck. “What’s go into you huh?”

“Uh... Am I ever not hot for you?” Brian whimpered, bucking his hips up to get more friction against his cock that was straining in his jeans.

“Good point...” Matt smirked, sucking hard on Brian’s neck to leave a mark. He slid his hands up his thighs and moved to undo his button and zipper. Brian’s hands were smoothing over Matt’s broad back, dipping and diving with the contours of his muscles. He was so turned on, but then he always was when Matt did this.

Matt smirked as he met Brian’s lips in a heated kiss, yanking down his jeans and underwear before tugging off his own. Once both men were naked Matt got busy rubbing his cock against Brian’s, swallowing his moans and groaning himself as Brian writhed beneath him. The smaller man always got ridiculously aroused and it made Matt’s whole body just sing with pleasure.

Brian closed his eyes and surrendered himself to the pleasure coursing through his body. He couldn’t get enough of Matt, and now that Frank was with Gerard for the weekend it meant that Matt was free to take a few days off and just spend them with Brian. They had planned to do something fun for the weekend, but they hadn’t planned anything official. Right now Brian wouldn’t have complained if they decided to just stay in bed the whole time.

Matt stopped biting and kissing Brian’s neck long enough to lean across and grab the small bottle of lube from his bedside drawer. He knew that both he and Brian were clean so they had stopped using protection a few days before hand, and since then things had really gone up a notch. Now Matt came to think about it that was probably why Brian was hornier than usual...

“Don’t bother prepping me Matt, unn... Just want you in me now...” Brian groaned, his voice strained and Matt chuckled lightly. He met his lover in a deep kiss, rushing to pop open the lube and squeeze some over his throbbing erection. He sucked against Brian’s tongue as he worked his fist over his length, pumping slowly to spread the lube but not bring his climax any closer. He was already achingly close... That was just the effect Brian had on him.

Brian spread his legs wide and angled his hips up, inviting Matt to enter him. He was already panting softly when they broke the kiss, his eyes closed and his hair splayed out on the pillow. Matt leant back to get a good look at him for a second, sighing as he drank in the sight of him.

Brian cracked open an eyelid and smirked a little when he felt Matt’s stare, though he didn’t say anything. He kept his hands pressed to Matt’s back, drawing patterns and delighting in the feeling of his soft skin as he gazed back at him through heavily lidded eyes. Brian always looked half asleep in Matt’s opinion, his eyelids half shut so he constantly looked at people through his eyelashes. Matt found it ridiculously sexy, just like he found Brian’s defined cheekbones and cupid bow lips.

“Nnghh...” Brian squeezed his eyes shut and hissed in slight surprise when Matt suddenly pressed a finger inside him, holding it there for just a second before he pulled it back far enough to squeeze a second in beside it. Brian shuddered at the welcome contact and shifted his hips slowly. “Matt I said –”

“I know, I’m just making sure.” Matt purred, twisting his fingers deeper inside his lover and leaning down to kiss him wantonly. He didn’t want to tear Brian, even though he knew that his body was well adjusted to his now. His fingers had slid in easily, and Brian was soft and pliant as he scissored them.

“God Matt...” Brian gasped as Matt pushed the digits deeper and rubbed the pads of his fingers over his prostate. “Fuck baby... Fuck just... fucking fuck me...” Brian whined, Matt chuckling hoarsely against the hollow of his throat where he was trailing a line of kisses. Brian always had a dirty mouth, but it got even worse when he was hot like this. Matt loved it though, he had never been with anyone as responsive as Brian. It was like fucking a porn star, but Matt had seen enough of those to tell that Brian wasn’t faking it like they did.

“Alright alright... I’m moving.” He grunted, chuckling softly as he pulled his fingers free and moved his erection to press against Brian’s ass instead. He nudged the head against his sphincter muscle, applying just enough pressure to dip against it but not push inside. Brian whined huskily and scraped his nails up Matt’s neck and into his short hair, tugging at the spikes running down the centre of his scalp.

“Maaatt...” He all but sobbed, pushing his hips down and growling when Matt moved his hips back to keep the pressure the same. Matt couldn’t help himself, he loved to tease Brian, especially when he was as eager as this. Matt liked to draw sex out, so sometimes he had to slow down Brian who wanted it fast and wanted it now.

“You’re so impatient.” He chuckled darkly, kissing up Brian’s neck to bite against the shell of his ear, delighting in the ripple that went through Brian’s muscles.

“Fuck Matt... God, please don’t tease me... Fuck... You fucking asshole...” Brian whimpered, still trying to push his hips down and chase Matt’s cock. “Matt please.” He begged, yanking harder on Matt’s hair and gasping when the larger man suddenly slammed into him without a single hint of warning.

“Oh FUCK!” Brian cried, arching his back and flailing his legs a little, not sure whether he wanted to spread the wide, hook them over Matt’s shoulders or squeeze them round his hips. “Fuck!”

“Happy now?” Matt asked around a smirk, his voice dark and gravelly with lust. He could feel the way Brian was trembling around him, his face flushed and a little surprised. Matt resisted the urge to laugh and helped the poor guy out, grabbing one of his ankles where he was still trying to figure out what the hell to do with his legs, and pushing against the sole of his foot until he lifted his leg enough to hook over Matt’s shoulder.

“Y – Yeah... Yeah...” Brian sighed, nodding and shivering as Matt took hold of his other leg and lifted it enough to slide round his back, just a little higher than his waist. It forced Brian open and gave Matt a deeper angle of penetration, his balls pressing against Brian’s ass. “Oh yeah...” Brian sighed again, arching his back a little and feeling the muscles in the back of his leg tighten from the awkward angle on Matt’s shoulder.

“Good...” Matt smirked, arching his body over Brian’s so he could look down at him as he began to thrust his hips back and forth. Brian released a shuddered groan and tugged harder at Matt’s hair as he arched his hips up to meet his thrusts.

The one good thing about Brian’s dirty mouth was that he always became surprisingly quiet once he’d gotten what he wanted. As soon as Matt was really making him feel good Brian would fall silent, as if he was too stunned to speak, and would simply moan like a whore whilst he let his body speak all the words he couldn’t get out.

Matt groaned quietly and pushed faster, thrusting into Brian smoothly but quickly as he gazed down at his lover. His strong hands were keeping Brian’s legs in position, letting him fuck him without difficulty and meaning Brian could relax his leg muscles without fear of them dropping. He was making loud, keening moans as he arching his back and bucked his hips, writhing on the sheets as his cock visibly pulsed against his stomach. Matt’s cock twitched in response, his breathing getting heavier and heavier as he lost himself in Brian’s body.

Brian was beyond himself with pleasure, the feeling of Matt’s cock rubbing against his inner walls causing his own cock to leak pre cum onto his stomach. His body was rippling with pleasure and he could do nothing but moan and dig his nails into Matt’s back, begging him with his body language to go faster. Somehow, just from his bucking hips and scratching nails Matt got the message and began putting more power behind his thrusts, pounding into Brian hard and fast.

Brian’s mouth gaped open as he panted harshly in between hoarse moans. Matt had found his prostate as quick as he always did and was mercilessly rubbing against it with each thrust in, causing Brian’s muscles to contract around his cock.

Brian arched his back and felt the stretch of his muscles in his legs, the burn making him even hotter and he arched further, throwing his head back until his Adam’s apple stood out. Matt groaned and leant forward to sink his teeth into it, feeling Brian’s moan vibrate through his mouth and fucked him faster, delighting in the way Brian’s nails scrabbled at his back, trying to gain purchase.

“Fuck... Fuck, fuck, fuck...” There it was, the tell tale chanting of obscenities that Brian always released when he was close. Matt chuckled against his throat, he knew Brian too well. He pushed harder against his prostate, keeping his cock deep inside him as he stopped thrusting and started rocking his hips instead. The constant friction on Brian’s sweet spot was almost too much and the smaller man was soon crying out hoarsely as he came hard against his and Matt’s stomachs.

Matt growled into his throat and began thrusting again, slow and steady this time, so that he felt the pulsing of Brian’s muscles all down his length. He moved the hand holding Brian’s leg up his back down to grasp his cock instead, pumping it quickly to milk Brian of his orgasm and send more cum spurting over his stomach.

Brian moaned huskily, arching his back more as his leg slid down to Matt’s waist, making the stretch in his other leg even more painful but he was too busy riding through a powerful orgasm to care. Matt was still thrusting slowly into him, dragging out his climax and squeezing his cock until he didn’t have a single drop of cum left to give.

Brian managed to keep his hips up long enough for Matt to thrust into him a few more times and then reach his own climax, but without Matt’s strong hands keeping him up Brian was forced to slump boneless against the sheets. Matt hissed as his cock slipped out of his lover and he shuddered as he grabbed it, using his hand to jack himself through his orgasm, groaning through clenched teeth as he tipped his head back and came over the crease between Brian’s thigh and pubic region.

Brian sighed and slowly ran his hands over his face and into his sweat dampened hair, focusing on getting his breath back and savouring the beautiful noises Matt made as he came down from his orgasm.

Matt gazed at Brian through his eyelashes as he slowly released his softening cock and slumped down beside his lover. Brian instantly rolled over to curl into Matt’s muscled arms, burying his face in his neck and breathing in his scent with a sigh of delight. For a long moment the two men said nothing as they held onto each other, basking in the afterglow and smiling at each other. Matt couldn’t help but chuckle a little as he finally leant close to kiss Brian, thinking again how wonderfully responsive he was during sex and shaking his head fondly.

Brian cracked open an eyelid and smirked at Matt, kissing him gently again for a second. “Mm... What you chuckling at?” He asked softly, Matt smirking back at him.

“Just you...” He chuckled, stroking Brian’s back gently as the smaller man quirked an eyebrow at him.

“Did I do something funny?” He asked, trying to look serious though his lips were twitching into a smile, making Matt’s smirk grow.

“You’re just adorable.” He laughed, pulling Brian close to kiss him gently as Brian whined, trying to protest that he was ‘sexy not adorable’ but Matt’s deep kissing soon had his words dying in his throat.

>X<

“Hey, Mikey’s outside, should I go down and let him in?” Frank asked brightly as Gerard stepped out of the hotel bathroom, towel drying his hair. After going out for a meal with Mikey the night before the awkward moment in the uni room had finally passed. Neither of the men had mentioned it since but it was still playing on Frank’s mind. He could tell Gerard didn’t want to talk about it so he didn’t bring it up, but it was eating away at him and he was sure it was probably eating away at Mikey too.

“Sure, I’ll only be five minutes.” Gerard smiled, turning to their case to get some clothes. Frank nodded and grabbed a hoody and his cigarettes, telling Gerard he’d come back up once he’d had a smoke before disappearing out the door.

Outside the hotel Mikey was leaning against a wall, scanning his phone to try and look busy whilst he waited for Frank and Gerard to show. When he spotted Frank walking over to him he smiled and pocketed his phone, biting his lip as he shuffled nervously. He hoped Frank wasn’t mad at him or anything for the day before. The meal had been strangely fine, but now that Mikey had had a chance to sleep on what he’d said he felt ashamed and he only hoped that it wasn’t going to be brought up again.

Frank smiled as he approached Mikey, taking out his cigarettes and lighter as he reached the older man and hopped up onto the wall to sit beside him.

“Hey Mikes.” He said brightly, as if he had known him for years and Mikey relaxed slightly, smiling. Despite everything he had to admit he did like Frank, he was friendly, and he was cool... and Mikey had always wanted to be seen talking to cool people.

“Hey...”

“You want a smoke?” Frank offered Mikey the packet but the youngest Way shook his head, explaining he didn’t smoke as Frank placed a cigarette between his lips and faced away from Mikey a moment to light it. Once he’d managed to inhale some of the calming smoke into his lungs and exhale it back into the air Frank turned to face Mikey again, cigarette dangling between his lips as he put everything back into his pockets.

“Mikey... Can I speak to you for a sec?” Frank asked softly, his voice husky from the smoke still in his lungs and Mikey bit his lip as he nodded.

“Sure...” He mumbled, gazing at Frank curiously. The younger man wasn’t looking at him anymore, he was gazing up at the sky, watching the clouds and smoking.

“That guy Bert you mentioned yesterday, who is he?” Frank could pretty much guess that he was an ex boyfriend of Gerard’s, but that was all he could safely assume without jumping to conclusions. He imagined he must be the guy from when Gerard was nineteen but that still didn’t tell him much.

Mikey blushed at Frank’s question and chewed thoughtfully on the inside of his cheek, glancing towards the hotel doors in case Gerard was coming out yet. He knew he should just brush the question off, Gerard wouldn’t want him to say anything. If he felt like Frank needed to know he would have told him himself already.

“I... I don’t think Gee would want me to talk about it...” He said slowly, his blush intensifying when Frank turned to look at him. Frank blinked stupidly for a second, the resemblance between Mikey and Gerard suddenly incredibly apparent whilst Mikey was blushing as he was. Frank smirked a little and sighed, idly flicking the ash off the end of his cigarette and gazing at Mikey in what he hoped was a soothing way.

“I won’t tell him you said anything. I won’t let on I know anything at all. It’s just... been playing on my mind is all, for all I know this could be some be all end all secret.” He sighed, trying to look suitably upset. Mikey began to waver almost immediately, looking nervously at the hotel doors. “Don’t worry, he’ll be five minutes yet.” Frank quickly assured him, his heart racing when he saw Mikey was considering telling him.

“Well...” Mikey looked down at his feet, biting his lip so hard it hurt. He knew he shouldn’t say anything. He loved Gerard so much, and they were incredibly close. Gerard would trust him to keep his mouth shut. But... Maybe if Frank knew the truth then it would make him less likely to end up hurting Gerard in the end.

Frank nodded slowly, begging Mikey with his eyes to tell him. His cigarette was dangling forgotten between his fingers, ash crumbling and dropping to the ground below as Frank stared at Mikey intently. The older man looked at him for a second, hesitating before he groaned and started talking.

“Bert was Gerard’s last boyfriend, he broke up with him years ago.” He sighed, Frank feeling a strange rush of warmth over his scalp, like all the blood in his head had stopped moving and had now got going again. He felt a little dizzy as he nodded, remembering his cigarette and taking a long, calming drag.

“The one from when he was like, nineteen?”

“Yeah.” Mikey nodded, looking down again and picking at a thread on his jeans. “Gee doesn’t like to talk about him much... He broke his heart.” He whispered, Frank’s own heart missing a beat.

“What happened?” He asked just as quietly, already deciding he didn’t like this Bert guy. No one broke Gerard’s heart and got away with it.

“I’m not sure.” Mikey shrugged, still gazing down. “All I know is that he was the first guy Gerard really felt something for, like... He was really in love ya know? Anyone could see it, but him and Bert well...” Mikey hesitated, not really knowing how much he should reveal. “Let’s just say they had some issues they needed to work out. We all thought Bert was dragging Gee down but then after a while they sorted themselves out and it looked like they were going to be perfect together. I was even starting to like Bert a bit and then... It just seemed that out of nowhere he had packed his stuff and left. Gerard never told me why.” Mikey sighed and stopped talking, still staring at his feet. Frank gawped at him for a long moment, taking in everything he had said.

“So uh... So you still don’t know why he left?” He asked softly, finding it hard to believe that Mikey wouldn’t know. Gerard had told him plenty of times how close he and Mikey were, how they told each other everything, it was part of the reason why he insisted in being honest about his job, but Mikey only shook his head.

“I’ve tried asking him tons of times but he gets mad when I bring it up and won’t tell me about it. I could pretty much figure out that Bert left him for someone else... but I dunno... There must be more to it than that. Ever since then Gerard just... He just couldn’t get into a relationship, even though he had plenty of guys trying.” Mikey looked at Frank then, his eyes curious. “But you... God, it’s crazy. I don’t know why but he’s just so relaxed with you, I’ve never seen him like it.”

Frank blushed deeply as Mikey smiled at him, Frank crushing his cigarette against the wall and dropping it to the floor as he offered a small smile. It was strange to hear something like that. Honestly, Frank had never been in a relationship like this. He had always been able to sense he had to be delicate with Gerard, and he agreed with Mikey that there must be something more to the Bert thing... Something that made Gerard wary of relationships. Knowing he was the one to finally gain the older man’s trust made Frank swell with pride and his stomach fluttered strangely.

“Well... He’s a great guy.” Frank coughed awkwardly, grinning at Mikey as he rubbed the back of his neck. “I really care for him ya know? I don’t ever want to see him hurt.”

“Yeah?” Mikey blushed a little himself as he grinned and leant forward to hug Frank tight. He could tell that Frank was being genuine and he felt a rush of relief as Frank hugged him gently back. “I’m really glad to hear you say that...” He whispered, Frank chuckling and assuring him it was true as they slowly pulled back.

As they pulled apart Frank noticed Gerard walking towards them, his hair still slightly damp and he smiled a little shyly as he waved a hand up. He had seen Frank and Mikey hugging and wondered what had brought it on, but once he reached them Frank got chatting excitedly about all the things they should do that day and Gerard didn’t have a chance to ask.

>X<

Brian was lying on Matt’s chest as they savoured the feeling of being in each other’s arms after another incredible hour in bed. Brian knew they should probably get up and do something with their time. They had the whole weekend to just be together, they could go out somewhere... but with Matt’s arms heavy and warm around his back Brian found he just didn’t want to move.

“Mm... Ya know... Something weird happened at work yesterday.” Brian yawned, snuggling closer to Matt and smiling when the muscular man pulled the blankets up to cover them both again.

“Oh?” Matt smiled, his eyes closed as he played with Brian’s hair and relished the weight of him on his chest. He felt warm and safe and so content. He could lie with Brian forever.

“Mm...” Brian nodded, drawing lazy patterns over Matt’s tattoos. “Some guy came in asking for Gerard. He looked kinda distressed... When he found out Gerard wasn’t there he shot out again. I offered to let Gee know he’d been but he just said no...”

“Hmm...” Matt opened his eyes and glanced down at Brian, but the smaller man was still dreamily smiling to himself. Matt smirked a little and continued to run his fingers through his dark hair. “Did you let Gerard know?”

“Nah, I figured I’d just let him know when he gets back to work.” Brian shrugged. He wasn’t even sure he was bringing it up, it had just been playing on his mind a little... The guy had looked really... Weird.

“Did you recognise the guy?” Matt asked, closing his eyes as he settled down again.

“No... He was just really jittery. Like he was in trouble or on drugs or something.”

“Probably both.” Matt scoffed, stroking Brian’s back as he thought about it for a second. “Maybe you should let them know though... I mean, if it’s someone important to Gerard and he is in trouble he might want to come home early.” He suggested softly, Brian opening his eyes as he shrugged and looked up at Matt.

“Do you think so? I don’t wanna ruin his and Frank’s weekend.” He mewled, Matt meeting his gaze and smiling warmly.

“I guess... Well, if it was really important the guy would’ve left his name or something.” He shrugged, Brian nodding his agreement and snuggling down again as he and Matt agreed they’d just mention it first thing Monday morning.

Brian was sure it wasn’t important... But no matter how many times he told himself that he couldn’t stop thinking about the tortured look in the blonde man’s eyes and he shuddered as he pressed closer to Matt and squeezed his eyes shut. Whoever the guy looking for Gerard was, Brian was just glad he wasn’t looking for him.