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Gerard moaned as he thrust himself harder and deeper inside his brother. Mikey's face was contorted in pleasure as Gerard's cock hit Mikey's prostate making him scream and cum over Gerard's chest and hand. Gerard lost control and thrust one last time before -BAM- he woke up. Gerard looked over at his clock, sitting up. It was 2:30 in the morning. He inwardly groaned as he ran a hand over his face. Peering through the darkness he could see his brothers sleeping frame, curled up on the other hotel room bed. Gerard then flinched as he realised he was hard. Again. For the 3rd night in a row because of these stupid, annoying but goddamn amazing dreams that coursed through his mind. Taking over every waking and sleeping moment. Twisting through his veins until he couldn't look at his brother without feeling lust, love, and guilt for feeling like this. Mikey turned over in his sleep and groaned before settling down again. Gerard sat there frozen to the spot as he bit his lip to restrain the moan threatening to spill from his lips. He sighed and got out of bed instead making his way to the bathroom. He turned to lock the door to discover the people who were staying in the room before him had taken a rage on the lock and it was no longer working. Perfect. Just his luck. He turned to stare into his reflection in the mirror. His long raven hair hung lank on his shoulders, he had bags around his eyes - no thanks to the dreams waking him up at night, and his skin was paler than usual - again because of lack of sleep. Gerard turned away and got undressed, stepping into the shower, pulling the shower curtain around him. He washed his hair before picking up the shower gel and scrubbing it into his body. His hands got lower until they reached his still hard cock. Gerard began moving his hand along himself. He gripped his cock tightly imagining it was Mikey's tight heat. He moaned and picked up the pace a bit, biting his lip as he remembered Mikey was asleep next door. Gerard was so lost in the sensations he was supplying himself with that he never heard the door open. He was about to moan when Mikey started speaking.
"Gerard? What are you doing? It's 3:25 in the fucking morning. Why are you taking a shower?" The bathroom was small so Mikey sat on the toilet seat and propped his legs up on the side of the bath tub opposite. Gerard gasped and quickly took his hands away from himself and fumbled a bit trying to slow down his panting breath.
"No reason Mikey, yunno just got bored" came Gerard's sarcastic reply. He just wanted Mikey gone so he could continue his previous actions.
"Smart ass" Mikey muttered "So seriously why are you in the fucking shower?"
"Bad dream" he replied quickly "Couldn't sleep. Dream made me sticky and sweaty so here I am." Mikey knew the kind of bad nightmares Gerard used to have. They had shared a room. Sometimes he would wake up to find Gerard already awake, sat up in bed, eyes wide, too afraid to go back to sleep. Mikey quickly stood and pulled the shower curtain open.
"Oh God. Are you ok-" Mikey began, stopping abruptly when he saw Gerard's hard on.
"Mikey!" Gerard shrieked, reaching for a towel from the hand rail and hiding his arousal as he turned off the shower.
"Well it must have been a really bad dream if it left you hard" Mikey smirked. Gerard glared at him as he stepped out the bath tub.
"So what was it about? Or should I say who?" grinned Mikey. A blush covered Gerard's pale cheeks as he stuttered,
"N- no-one im- important" looking at the floor, praying Mikey would leave it at that. Mikey smirked again.
"Well they must've been important otherwise THAT" he said looking at Gerard's crotch, "Wouldn't have happened. Come on Gee, you tell me everything, at least tell me who this mystery person is." Gerard tried to leave the room but as his fingers closed round the door knob Mikey turned him round so Gerard was pinned to the door, back to it as he faced Mikey.
"Come on dude. Stop pissing around. I'm sorry I woke you up; let's just go back to bed."
"Nuh-uh. Tell me who it was. I'm just intrigued. What's wrong? Do you not trust me anymore?" Mikey asked, looking into Gerard's eyes, searching them. Gerard thought he saw a glimpse of hope pass through Mikey's eyes but he quickly shook his head, just because they shared the same blood didn't mean Mikey was as sick and sadistic as him. It didn't mean Mikey would want him to fuck his brains out.
"What you don't trust me?" Mikey asked looking shocked and hurt. Misreading Gerard's shaking head.
"No, no, no. That's not what I meant. I meant I can't tell you. You'd hate me." Gerard explained.
"I can't hate you Gerard." Mikey said sincerely "Never. Please just tell me." Gerard fought with his mind.
"It was Frank." He lied quietly. The look of hope in Mikey's eyes faded quickly to sadness and disappointment and this time Gerard was sure he wasn't imagining it. The tears that began to well in Mikey's eyes confirmed this. Gerard cupped Mikey's face, bringing it round to look into his.
"Mikey? What is it? What's wrong?" Mikey shook his head. Gerard rested their foreheads together. "Come on Mikey don't lie to me. Just tell me. I won't say anything or judge. You know that right?" Mikey just nodded and closed his eyes as tears began to roll down his cheeks. Gerard wrapped his arms around Mikey's shoulders pulling their chests close but not allowing their lower bodies to touch. Mikey brought his face out from Gerard's chest and with his eyes remaining shut pecked him on the lips. So light it could've passed as a brother's kiss. It would've passed as a brothers kiss had Mikey not repeated this action, letting his lips lie on Gerard's for a few seconds longer. Gerard allowed himself to gently press his lips back against his brothers, then pulled back and opened his eyes, smiling as he watched Mikey do the same.
"I was lying," he whispered, forehead resting on Mikey's, "When I said my dream was about Frank."
"I know," Mikey whispered back, "I've lived with you long enough to know when you're lying." Gerard smiled and pressed his lips back against Mikey's.
"It was you," murmured Gerard. "You I dreamed about."
Mikey brought his hands up to Gerard's waist and kissed him harder, they opened up to each other, allowing their tongues to meet and twine together. Mikey suddenly pulled Gerard away from the door, and grabbing his hand quickly led him back into the hotel room. They stopped in front of Mikey's bed and Gerard smiled as he brought their lips together. His hands slipped to the hem of Mikey's shirt and brought it up, breaking the kiss to remove it and letting his lips fall to Mikey's neck. His fingers swiftly undid the drawstring of Mikey's PJ pants and pushed them down Mikey's hips letting them fall to the floor. Mikey brought his hands to Gerard's waist as Gerard carried on kissing Mikey's neck. Mikey ripped the towel from Gerard's waist and backed him up as they kissed passionately until his knees hit the back of the bed and he fell onto the bed. Mikey crawled on top of him so he was straddling Gerard's crotch. He began rocking his hips slowly.
"So are you going to tell me how this dream went? We could have fun with it" Mikey whispered. Gerard grinned.
"Let's try it out shall we" Gerard whispered huskily. This time Mikey moaned and rolled his hips against Gerard's harder. Gerard flipped them over and opened the draw next to him and pulling out his purple scarf. Wrapping it around Mikey's wrists and tying them to the bedpost and grinned deviously at Mikey. He looked slightly nervous at being tied up but smiled back at Gerard none the less. Gerard leaned over him and whispered in his ear.
"Are you sure you want this?"
"Yeah. Pretty damn sure" replied Mikey. Gerard nodded then kissed Mikey softly. He crawled down so he was kneeling between Mikey's legs. He trailed wet kisses down his chest and torso until he reached Mikey's lips. He kissed them and licked along their outline, he then bit lightly at one of them. He was rewarded when Mikey moaned and gracefully arched his back. Gerard smirked and kissed lower until Mikey's arousal was level with his mouth. He let his tongue dart out and flick over Mikey's tip. Mikey shivered as Gerard then licked down the length of his shaft. Gerard took Mikey's length directly into his mouth and Mikey struggled against his wrists restraints, struggling to get free, he groaned in complaint when he couldn't then moaned in delight as Gerard took him in deeper. Mikey let a chocked sob leave his mouth as Gerard suddenly backed off his erection. Gerard leaned up close to Mikey's ear.
"So how are those restraints going for you?" he teased. Mikey just glared back at him.
"Good. Glad you like them. How about some pink, fluffy handcuffs for your birthday" he asked. He never gave Mikey a chance to reply before his hand was wrapping firmly around Mikey's cock. Mikey moaned loudly.
"I'll take that as a yes then" Gerard mocked.
"Goddammit you need to have these dreams more often. Now just shut up and fuck me" he said in reply. Gerard slipped his fingers into Mikey's mouth, allowing him to coat them in his spit. He then settled himself between Mikey's legs and removed his fingers, bringing them down and rubbing them across Mikey's entrance. He slowly began to push one finger into Mikey. Encouraged by Mikey's moans, pleas and bucking hips Gerard added another finger and began quickly scissoring them.
"For fucks sake just fuck me please" Mikey begged.
"Aww but in my dream I teased you for ages. Just like this" he whispered, tracing his fingers lightly on Mikey's cock.
"This ain't about the dream anymore. This is about you and me so please just hurry the hell up." Gerard smiled at Mikey's eagerness and nodded. He aligned himself with Mikey's opening and pushed himself inside as he kissed him softly. Mikey moaned loudly into his mouth and fought against his restraints.
"Gerard," Mikey gasped, "Gerard, please untie me."
"Why would I do that?" grunted Gerard, thrusting harder and faster.
"For the love of God stop asking questions and just untie me. I just want to hold you and touch you." panted Mikey.
Gerard didn't slow or weaken his thrusts as he leant over and undid his scarf from Mikey's wrists. Mikey sighed in relief and brought his arms up, around Mikey's shoulders, pulling him closer. Gerard gripped his hips and started thrusting deeper, grunting at every collision of their hips. Mikey's hands ghosted across Gerard's back and wrapped his legs around Gerard's hips. Gerard began to run his hands up and down Mikey's sides making him shiver violently. Gerard wrapped a hand around Mikey's cock and began to pump it in time with their thrusts. Gerard moaned as he thrust himself harder and deeper inside his brother. Mikey's face was contorted in pleasure as Gerard's cock hit his prostate making him scream and cum over Gerard's chest and into his hand. Gerard lost control and thrust one last time before he too spilled his load deep inside Mikey. Exhausted Gerard pulled out and lay next to his brother, pulling him close.
"So how did that compare to your dream?" asked Mikey after a few moments of silence.
"It was so much better than any dream" replied Gerard with a soft kiss to Mikey's forehead.