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Their clothes were discarded by the time they made it to the bedroom, tossed at random along the hallway and stairs. As soon as Frank kicked the door closed, Gerard was on him again, attacking him with open mouthed kisses on his collarbone and neck. Frank gripped at Gerard's hips, pushing him back slightly to really look at him for the first time.
His skin was tout across his arms and legs and his hip bones looked like they were moments away from ripping out of the flesh. His eyes were sunken in and ringed with purple and black bags from lack of sleep. Gerard usually plump lips were pale and chapped, torn in places where he had gnawed at them. Frank heaved a sigh and ran his fingers down his chest, trying his hardest not to wince as he felt the bumps.
"Gerard-"
"No, Frankie. Not now. Sex now, lectures later." And who was Frank to resist? He pushed Gerard back onto the bed and crawled on top of him, sucking his tongue into his mouth. Gerard was whining low and needy into the kiss and fuck. If he wasn't already hard, he was pretty sure he would be by just listening to him. Frank pressed his hips down and his leaking cock lined up perfectly with Gerard's, pulling loud moans out of both males. Gerard tugged hard at the fine hairs at the back of Frank's neck and pulled their lips apart.
"Fuck me. Please, now Frankie," Gerard whined, rutting up against the body above him; searching for much needed friction. He reached over and folded one of Frank's pillows under his hips so they were raised slightly; he knew from experience that this would be more comfortable.
Reluctantly, Frank pulled away and yanked open his bedside draw. He rifled through the candy wrappers and action figures and placed the condom and lube by his side. He nudged Gerard's pale legs apart and pressed a kiss to where his thigh joined his hip before reaching for the lube. He squirted a generous amount onto his fingers and slipped his forefinger in without much resistance.
Gerard flinched from above him and looked down at Frank with wide eyes "w-what are you doing?"
"Prepping you..? I thought you wanted this!"
"I do... um, Bert just never does that," Frank chose to ignore that and pushed in a second finger, curling them up against Gerard's prostate. Gerard arched off the bed and his jaw fell slack with a silent moan. Frank fucked him with his fingers slowly; curling, twisting and scissoring them in Gerard's tight hole. Gerard whined and bucked his hips when Frank gave a teasing lick to the head of his cock and removed his fingers with an obscene pop. Gerard watched as the smaller man tore open the foil packet and rolled on the rubber, and wondered fleetingly if sex with a condom is different to doing it bare; like he and Bert do. He didn't have time to ponder further because there was a cock's probing at his entrance and Frank was looking up at him, silently asking permission.
Gerard just wrapped his legs around Frank's back and raised his hips.
Frank wanted to let go and fuck Gerard into the mattress, but he knew he had to prove himself better than Bert and had to contain his wishes. So he slowly slid home, keeping his eyes on Gerard's face; searching for any signs of discomfort.
Gerard welcomed the familiar stretch-burn and gave himself a moment to adjust before squeezing his heels into the soft flesh of Frank's waist.
Frank pulled halfway out and pounded back in, setting up a decent pace that satisfied them both. He leant down and attached his lips to Gerard's bruised ones in a kiss of tongue and teeth.
Gerard threw his head back and cried out as Frank hit his prostate dead on. Encouraged by the response, Frank shifted his position so he was hitting the sensitive bundle of nerves every other thrust.
"F-fuck. Harder!" Gerard cried, wrapping his hand around his neglected cock.
Frank fucked him harder, driven on by Gerard's whimpers and moans that rose to almost screams when Frank hits his prostate particularly hard. Gerard was a sweaty mess beneath him, writhing around on the damp, ruffled sheets and clawing at Frank's back with his bitten down nails. He looked like fucking porn and so much better than Frank could ever have dreamed of
"Faster Frank please, I'm so — motherfucker, right fucking there! — close!" Frank was close too, so he was only happy to comply. He lifted Gerard's legs up to his shoulders and started slamming into him.
Soon, Gerard shuddered and came with a cry that vaguely resembled Frank's name and clenched around the cock that was still pounding into his oversensitive prostate. Frank's thrusts stuttered to a stop and he released into the condom, collapsing onto Gerard's sweaty chest. He pulled out and tied the rubber, dropping it in the waste basket by the side of his bed. He gave the older boy a sweet kiss on then lips and cuddled up to his side, closing his eyes and welcoming sleep.
When Gerard was sure Frank wasn't going to wake up any time soon, he reached a hand down and touched his used entrance timidly. He let out a sigh of relief when he realised there was no blood to clean up like there usually was. He tucked his face into Frank's ruffled hair and fell asleep with a smile on his face.
His skin was tout across his arms and legs and his hip bones looked like they were moments away from ripping out of the flesh. His eyes were sunken in and ringed with purple and black bags from lack of sleep. Gerard usually plump lips were pale and chapped, torn in places where he had gnawed at them. Frank heaved a sigh and ran his fingers down his chest, trying his hardest not to wince as he felt the bumps.
"Gerard-"
"No, Frankie. Not now. Sex now, lectures later." And who was Frank to resist? He pushed Gerard back onto the bed and crawled on top of him, sucking his tongue into his mouth. Gerard was whining low and needy into the kiss and fuck. If he wasn't already hard, he was pretty sure he would be by just listening to him. Frank pressed his hips down and his leaking cock lined up perfectly with Gerard's, pulling loud moans out of both males. Gerard tugged hard at the fine hairs at the back of Frank's neck and pulled their lips apart.
"Fuck me. Please, now Frankie," Gerard whined, rutting up against the body above him; searching for much needed friction. He reached over and folded one of Frank's pillows under his hips so they were raised slightly; he knew from experience that this would be more comfortable.
Reluctantly, Frank pulled away and yanked open his bedside draw. He rifled through the candy wrappers and action figures and placed the condom and lube by his side. He nudged Gerard's pale legs apart and pressed a kiss to where his thigh joined his hip before reaching for the lube. He squirted a generous amount onto his fingers and slipped his forefinger in without much resistance.
Gerard flinched from above him and looked down at Frank with wide eyes "w-what are you doing?"
"Prepping you..? I thought you wanted this!"
"I do... um, Bert just never does that," Frank chose to ignore that and pushed in a second finger, curling them up against Gerard's prostate. Gerard arched off the bed and his jaw fell slack with a silent moan. Frank fucked him with his fingers slowly; curling, twisting and scissoring them in Gerard's tight hole. Gerard whined and bucked his hips when Frank gave a teasing lick to the head of his cock and removed his fingers with an obscene pop. Gerard watched as the smaller man tore open the foil packet and rolled on the rubber, and wondered fleetingly if sex with a condom is different to doing it bare; like he and Bert do. He didn't have time to ponder further because there was a cock's probing at his entrance and Frank was looking up at him, silently asking permission.
Gerard just wrapped his legs around Frank's back and raised his hips.
Frank wanted to let go and fuck Gerard into the mattress, but he knew he had to prove himself better than Bert and had to contain his wishes. So he slowly slid home, keeping his eyes on Gerard's face; searching for any signs of discomfort.
Gerard welcomed the familiar stretch-burn and gave himself a moment to adjust before squeezing his heels into the soft flesh of Frank's waist.
Frank pulled halfway out and pounded back in, setting up a decent pace that satisfied them both. He leant down and attached his lips to Gerard's bruised ones in a kiss of tongue and teeth.
Gerard threw his head back and cried out as Frank hit his prostate dead on. Encouraged by the response, Frank shifted his position so he was hitting the sensitive bundle of nerves every other thrust.
"F-fuck. Harder!" Gerard cried, wrapping his hand around his neglected cock.
Frank fucked him harder, driven on by Gerard's whimpers and moans that rose to almost screams when Frank hits his prostate particularly hard. Gerard was a sweaty mess beneath him, writhing around on the damp, ruffled sheets and clawing at Frank's back with his bitten down nails. He looked like fucking porn and so much better than Frank could ever have dreamed of
"Faster Frank please, I'm so — motherfucker, right fucking there! — close!" Frank was close too, so he was only happy to comply. He lifted Gerard's legs up to his shoulders and started slamming into him.
Soon, Gerard shuddered and came with a cry that vaguely resembled Frank's name and clenched around the cock that was still pounding into his oversensitive prostate. Frank's thrusts stuttered to a stop and he released into the condom, collapsing onto Gerard's sweaty chest. He pulled out and tied the rubber, dropping it in the waste basket by the side of his bed. He gave the older boy a sweet kiss on then lips and cuddled up to his side, closing his eyes and welcoming sleep.
When Gerard was sure Frank wasn't going to wake up any time soon, he reached a hand down and touched his used entrance timidly. He let out a sigh of relief when he realised there was no blood to clean up like there usually was. He tucked his face into Frank's ruffled hair and fell asleep with a smile on his face.
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