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Part 1: New Kid


It’s his first day at his new school and Frank is nervous. He is in his senior year and he has to start all over. The bell rings to signal that he is late to his first class of the day and he curses under his breath. “Shit.” Fumbling with his books he manages to drop everything he is holding. As he stoops down in front of the bay of lockers beside him to clean up the mess he spots a boy walking toward him from the other end of the hall.

“Hey, let me help you with that!” The other boy says smiling. Frank stares, completely dumbfounded. This guy is cute, really fucking cute. He’s tall and a little feminine if Frank is going to be honest with himself. He is wearing gray skinny jeans and an Iron Maiden t-shirt. If Frank had had doubts before as to whether he was bisexual or not they were all but shattered at that very moment. The very next moment he realizes he is being a creep.

He clears his throat, tears his eyes away from the other boy, and focuses on his books.They are now in a neat stack thanks to the mysterious new stranger.  He picks them up and shuffles his feet. “Thank you,” he mumbles shyly.

“No problem. I’m Gerard by the way.” The guy sticks out his hand for Frank to shake and Frank shakes it as firmly as he can.

“Frank. I’m Frank,” he replies. Gerard smiles and Frank notes that it’s a bit lopsided.

 “Cool. So Frankie, let me see your schedule and I’ll help you find your first class.” Frank hands him the paper with the schedule blushing at the nickname. Gerard lets out a sudden happy squeak.

“Oh my God, we have the same schedule!”

Gerard turns on his heel and Frank follows him to class. Gerard explains Frank is new and needed help and the teacher just nods and allows them to take their assigned seats.

From where he is sitting Frank can steal glances at Gerard and study him. He’s really pretty for a guy. His face is pale and framed by long black hair. A cute, dainty nose rests below his big hazel eyes and his lips are full and kissable. Frank is totally enamored by him and spends the entire class lost in inappropriate thoughts.

Walking to every class with Gerard makes the day more comfortable and pleasant and he quickly begins crushing harder as his cute new friend rattles on about his love of comics and horror films. Frank knows right then that Gerard is damn near perfect.
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At the end of the day Frank goes to meet Gerard at his locker. Two other people are standing with him and Frank studies them a little before he approaches. One of the boys looks sort of like Gerard in the face only he is skinnier and a little taller. He is wearing glasses and his face is pinched up like he is annoyed. The third guy is shorter and athletic in build with dark hair and he and Gerard look like they are in deep conversation.

When Frank finally walks over to them Gerard is all smiles and eagerly introduces him to the other guys. “Frank! Mikey, Pete this is Frank. The new kid,” Gerard beams. The skinny guy nods in Frank’s direction.

“Hi, I’m Mikey, Gerard’s brother.”

Frank nods back and turns to the shorter guy who, by logical deduction, must be Pete. Pete just stares at him like he couldn’t care less and turns back to Gerard to ask him a question. Frank doesn’t hear what is said because they are whispering but he can tell when Pete stomps off that he is not happy.

“What the hell is his problem now?” Mikey asks. Gerard shrugs.

“He just gets a little jealous when I talk to new people is all.”

Mikey snorts like he is a little disgusted. “Your boyfriend sucks.” Gerard rolls his eyes and elbows Mikey in the ribs playfully. They banter back and forth a bit longer then invite Frank to come get coffee with them. Frank accepts the invitation and they begin the walk across town to some little mom and pop shop.
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Frank’s happy mood is suddenly gone. Gerard has a boyfriend. He no longer has to question whether his crush is in to guys but he also now understands that he is totally off limits. Gerard must pick up on his mood because suddenly he is resting a hand on his shoulder and looking at him with soft eyes.

“You okay Frankie?” he asks. Frank nods and tries to ignore the butterflies flittering around in his stomach due to the fact Gerard is touching him. He stays a few more minutes and then makes up an excuse so he can head home. He suddenly has a problem in his pants to deal with and he needs to leave now. He grabs his things and says his goodbyes as he stumbles awkwardly out of the door to the coffee shop. By now the erection in his jeans is throbbing and he silently thanks God for the fact he carries a messenger bag that he can hide it behind.

When he finally gets home he runs up to his room without his mom noticing him and locks his bedroom door. He drops his bag to the floor with a thud and flops down on the bed to fumble with the fly of his stupidly tight jeans so he can release his cock.

He grabs himself firmly and begins stroking base to head and back again, spreading pre-cum from his slit down his heated length. He bites his lip to fight back a moan and closes his eyes to picture Gerard kneeling between his legs. He imagines it’s his hand jerking him off. He tries to keep his rhythm steady even though his hips are twitching.

He thinks about what it would be like to have Gerard in his bedroom looking up at him with those big pretty eyes as he sucks him off.  The thought is so sexy and dirty that Frank thinks his head might explode but his dick does instead. He comes hard spilling all over his Black Flag t-shirt and hand. He bites the knuckles of his free hand to keep himself from getting too loud.

It has only been one day and Frank already has it bad for this dude. He stays still catching his breath and feeling pathetic for about three minutes before he decides to change his shirt and go downstairs to find his mom. He has a feeling that he is going to end his days jerking off a lot in the near future.
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As the school year passes Frank, Mikey, and Gerard become close friends. They do everything together and you never find one without the other two close behind. Mikey and Frank become particularly close, bonding over their mutual, yet unspoken, dislike of Pete.

Pete is always going off on Gerard about how much time he spends with his brother and Frank. More than once Frank and Mikey find Gerard crying in the bathroom over Pete threatening a break up. Mikey is always there to pick up the pieces of Gerard’s broken heart and put it back together and Frank loves and envys him for that. Every time it happens Frank silently wishes it were him cheering up his crush. He doubts it will ever happen but he decides to hope for it anyway. After all hope and faith were good things to have weren’t they?
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It’s a cloudy Saturday afternoon and Mikey and Frank are setting in the living room of the Way’s house. Gerard is downstairs in his room sleeping. It’s been a really rough day and he and Mikey are sitting in silence watching the Sci-Fi channel.

Frank keeps glancing at Mikey and he can tell he is tired. Pete and Gerard had a really bad fight earlier and it took long time for Mikey to calm his brother down.

“I think I’m going to head out,” Frank says quietly. He moves to get up from the couch and Mikey reaches out suddenly for his arm.

“Wait. I need to say something before you go.”

Frank settles back onto the couch listening intently. Mikey doesn’t say a lot so this must be important.

“I know that you like my brother,” Mikey says. Frank’s face flushes with embarrassment. “I just want you to know that I’m cool with it. I think you’re a really good guy. If you ever get the chance you better ask him out because I know he secretly likes you too. Just don’t break his heart. Otherwise I’ll have to kick your ass.”

Frank’s throat is dry but he manages to choke out a promise that he won’t. He would never harm a hair on Gerard’s pretty head.

Mikey smiles and slaps him on the knee and sees him to the door. Frank practically floats home on cloud nine. He has Mikey’s blessing and Gerard likes him back.  He promises right then and there that the next time Pete breaks up with Gerard he is going to just go for it. After all, he has nothing to lose.