Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > I'm Not Gay
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"Gerard...hmmmm.." He was still asleep, oh my god. He was moaning MY name in his sleep.
I noticed then that my hand was around his waist and one of his was inside his boxers. My head rested on his chest until i leant up to see what was going on.He had his eyes tight shut and his hand was moving up and down himself.
I tried my very hardest not to look at the skin becoming visible as his pants moved further down from his rapid movements.
I can't believe he is masterbating in his sleep, and thinking about ME!
"Gerard...FUCK...please??....." What the hell, i went to go out of the room this was too weird but he must have felt me moving because he grabbed my hand when i started moving it from his waist.
I wonder how concious he was as he starts putting my hand inside his boxers. Why am i not stopping him???
He places my hand around his cock and puts his over it, then starts moving both our hands over his hard on.
This is the most akward i have ever felt. What if he wakes up? What if he doesnt?
"GERARD!" He yells, his hips arching up and he bites his lip, he came over both of our hands and then slipped them out of his boxers. Thank fuck he hadn't woken up yet.
I left the room to wash my hand and when i came back in it looked like he was rousing from his (wet) dream.
"Oh,,,,hey gerard," He said, rubbing his eyes. I stared kinda wild-eyed very freaked by what had just happened.
"Hey Frankie, how'd you sleep?" I asked then wished i hadn't, i blushed.
"Fucking amazing actually."
"What did you dream about?"
"You,"
"Oh, what was i doing?" i waited for an answer, i expected a joke or a lie.
"Jerking me off, damn it was good."
FUCK.
"I..er..." I stuttered for something..anything to say.
"Jerked me off i know, i'm a good actor aren't i?" He said, fucking actor.
"Gay test!!!!!" He yelled and started jumping about on the bed.
"After yesterday i had to do a different one cause i was sure, i needed to know if you would stop me or not."
Fucker.
"I just....i...didn't wanna wake you up?" I said, again my sentance sounded like a question.
"Don't lie, when you do it always sounds like a question you queer. Come on just admit it, it's not that big a deal!" he said, coming over and pulling me into a hug. I reluctantly put my arms around him and he slid his hands down to cup my arse.
"Frankie, i'm not gay ok?" I said, pulling his hands from my ass.
"Whatever Gerard, i won't tell the guys ok?"
"I#m NOT!" I shouted now and he took a step back.
"You sure~?" He asked and i nodded, then shook my head, i sat down and put my head in my hands.
He came over and put an arm around my shoulders, serious face on now.
"Babe i know what your going through, not knowing how you feel, trust me it will all sort itself out ok?" He said, he's such a good friend he really is, he's just trying to help me discover who i am.
"I don't know how i feel Frankie, i didn't sleep much last night, i just kept wondering how i felt about you and guys generally, i don't like guys Frankie, but i like you." I finished and i think he understood.
"When we kissed yesterday, it felt amazing, it never was that good with a girl, i don't know how to tell if i am. I don't know if i was just because i was drunk." He put his arms around my neck, and stroked my hair, i relaxed.
"Gerard i think i'm in love with you." He said and i stood up, not expecting that at all.
"But all those guys you've slept with? You can't be in love with me i'm not even gay!"
I started pacing around his room, not really knowing what to do with myself.
"Gerard i think you love me too, thats why your freaking! Because i'm a guy and you don't know how to deal with this!" He started yelling. He'd never yelled at me, i was so confused.
"Frankie i don't know how i feel, how do i even tell, what if it was just the drink?"
"Gerard you weren't drunk this morning when you helped me jerk off!"
"I didn't know what you were doing i was shocked!"
He walked up to me, looking extremely angry now. My brows furrowed together and my jaw set, if he wanted a fight i'd give him one.
"Fuck you Gerard! Don't start being a fucking homophobe now that you think you might be gay!"
"Fuck off Frankie i'm not you queer!"
He pushed me hard and i fell to the floor. I got up and tackled him and we both fell the the ground, we both scrabbled to get over the other, determined not to lose. Our hands gripped one anothers arms trying to push the other to underneath, i got the upper hand and straddled his hips i think he thought i was gonna hit him, my frustration and anger surged inside me and i grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into a hot kiss. Our tongues and teeth clashed and he pulled my hips down onto his harshly, my cock hardened and i felt his twitch.
He pushed up to grind his hips against mine and our crotches collided hard!
When oxygen became a problem we parted but only so he could lick a trail from my collerbone to behind my ear which felt so sexy. He looked sexy too, lips flushed with colour from the blood rushing to them, his hair messed up from me pulling on it.
"Not gay huh?" He mocked.
"Shut the fuck up Frankie." I said and crashed our mouths back together.
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"Gerard...hmmmm.." He was still asleep, oh my god. He was moaning MY name in his sleep.
I noticed then that my hand was around his waist and one of his was inside his boxers. My head rested on his chest until i leant up to see what was going on.He had his eyes tight shut and his hand was moving up and down himself.
I tried my very hardest not to look at the skin becoming visible as his pants moved further down from his rapid movements.
I can't believe he is masterbating in his sleep, and thinking about ME!
"Gerard...FUCK...please??....." What the hell, i went to go out of the room this was too weird but he must have felt me moving because he grabbed my hand when i started moving it from his waist.
I wonder how concious he was as he starts putting my hand inside his boxers. Why am i not stopping him???
He places my hand around his cock and puts his over it, then starts moving both our hands over his hard on.
This is the most akward i have ever felt. What if he wakes up? What if he doesnt?
"GERARD!" He yells, his hips arching up and he bites his lip, he came over both of our hands and then slipped them out of his boxers. Thank fuck he hadn't woken up yet.
I left the room to wash my hand and when i came back in it looked like he was rousing from his (wet) dream.
"Oh,,,,hey gerard," He said, rubbing his eyes. I stared kinda wild-eyed very freaked by what had just happened.
"Hey Frankie, how'd you sleep?" I asked then wished i hadn't, i blushed.
"Fucking amazing actually."
"What did you dream about?"
"You,"
"Oh, what was i doing?" i waited for an answer, i expected a joke or a lie.
"Jerking me off, damn it was good."
FUCK.
"I..er..." I stuttered for something..anything to say.
"Jerked me off i know, i'm a good actor aren't i?" He said, fucking actor.
"Gay test!!!!!" He yelled and started jumping about on the bed.
"After yesterday i had to do a different one cause i was sure, i needed to know if you would stop me or not."
Fucker.
"I just....i...didn't wanna wake you up?" I said, again my sentance sounded like a question.
"Don't lie, when you do it always sounds like a question you queer. Come on just admit it, it's not that big a deal!" he said, coming over and pulling me into a hug. I reluctantly put my arms around him and he slid his hands down to cup my arse.
"Frankie, i'm not gay ok?" I said, pulling his hands from my ass.
"Whatever Gerard, i won't tell the guys ok?"
"I#m NOT!" I shouted now and he took a step back.
"You sure~?" He asked and i nodded, then shook my head, i sat down and put my head in my hands.
He came over and put an arm around my shoulders, serious face on now.
"Babe i know what your going through, not knowing how you feel, trust me it will all sort itself out ok?" He said, he's such a good friend he really is, he's just trying to help me discover who i am.
"I don't know how i feel Frankie, i didn't sleep much last night, i just kept wondering how i felt about you and guys generally, i don't like guys Frankie, but i like you." I finished and i think he understood.
"When we kissed yesterday, it felt amazing, it never was that good with a girl, i don't know how to tell if i am. I don't know if i was just because i was drunk." He put his arms around my neck, and stroked my hair, i relaxed.
"Gerard i think i'm in love with you." He said and i stood up, not expecting that at all.
"But all those guys you've slept with? You can't be in love with me i'm not even gay!"
I started pacing around his room, not really knowing what to do with myself.
"Gerard i think you love me too, thats why your freaking! Because i'm a guy and you don't know how to deal with this!" He started yelling. He'd never yelled at me, i was so confused.
"Frankie i don't know how i feel, how do i even tell, what if it was just the drink?"
"Gerard you weren't drunk this morning when you helped me jerk off!"
"I didn't know what you were doing i was shocked!"
He walked up to me, looking extremely angry now. My brows furrowed together and my jaw set, if he wanted a fight i'd give him one.
"Fuck you Gerard! Don't start being a fucking homophobe now that you think you might be gay!"
"Fuck off Frankie i'm not you queer!"
He pushed me hard and i fell to the floor. I got up and tackled him and we both fell the the ground, we both scrabbled to get over the other, determined not to lose. Our hands gripped one anothers arms trying to push the other to underneath, i got the upper hand and straddled his hips i think he thought i was gonna hit him, my frustration and anger surged inside me and i grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into a hot kiss. Our tongues and teeth clashed and he pulled my hips down onto his harshly, my cock hardened and i felt his twitch.
He pushed up to grind his hips against mine and our crotches collided hard!
When oxygen became a problem we parted but only so he could lick a trail from my collerbone to behind my ear which felt so sexy. He looked sexy too, lips flushed with colour from the blood rushing to them, his hair messed up from me pulling on it.
"Not gay huh?" He mocked.
"Shut the fuck up Frankie." I said and crashed our mouths back together.
reviews would be nice :)
thanks to everyone who already did it is awesome to get such positive feedback xxx
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