“Wait- you’ve never fucked a girl?!” Bob exclaimed, gathering quite an audience from the customers in the record store as well as the staff.

Frank’s cheeks flushed crimson, his hands fumbling to put the Rammstein CD he’d been looking at back on the shelf. “That’s what I said, wasn’t it?”

“How is that possible?” Bob asked, looking quite perplexed that Frank was almost worried.

Frank shrugged his shoulders, daring a quick glance over at the dark haired man behind the counter.

“Well dude, I think it’s about time that we got you laid.” Ray stated.

“What?” Frank snapped, eyes wide.

“We’re going to get you laid, Frankie. You’re a senior, it’s like a rite of passage or something.” Bob reiterated.

“Guys, I really don’t need your help with that.” Frank declined, fingering over the rows of CDs in front of him and tugging at the sleeve of his hoodie, keeping his eyes on the floor as the cashier excused himself to squeeze past them and restock the shelves.

“Frankie, you really do,” Bob told him. “Plus, we know lots of girls that’ll go for you, we’ll set you up with someone.”

“Guys, you don’t have to do this.” Frank almost whined, even if he knew he was fighting a losing battle.

“You can’t stay a virgin forever, man.” Ray pointed out.

Frank went quiet and didn’t bother arguing anymore; they could do what they pleased, Frank didn’t care.

x~x~x

Two pairs of lips crushed together; it was rushed and needy but they both knew that it wasn’t just lust that they were feeling, it was so much more than that. The younger of the two let out a whine that was caught in his throat, teeth tugging at the elder’s bottom lip, chin brushing against the barely there stubble on his cheek.

Both boys, because they really were only boys, could feel the want and the craving swelling in their stomachs but know that they couldn’t do anything about it. Not here. Not now.

x~x~x

Frank carried his tray of food over to the table that Ray and Bob had already claimed, setting the tray down and slipping into the seat next to Ray and opposite Bob. He picked up his plastic fork and started to poke at his salad, expecting to hear Bob and Ray dive into a conversation about Metallica or the importance of the Nintendo 64 in the revolution of gaming. When they didn’t, Frank glanced up expectantly, frowning to see the both of them staring back at him with freakish smiles on their faces.

“What?” Frank asked innocently, stuffing a piece of lettuce into his mouth and chewing slowly.

“We’re going to set you up with a chick so you can lose your virginity.” Bob told him.

Frank groaned, swallowing his mouthful of food. “You guys, I thought we talked about this. I don’t need your help.”

“Too bad, we’re not offering.” Ray pointed out.

“Yeah, we’ve already found the perfect girl for you, you’ve got a date on Friday.” Bob added.

Frank dropped his fork. “You what?!” He spluttered out.

“You know Alicia, right?” Bob said, nodding over to the table where a group of girls sat, Alicia being one of them. Frank looked over, noticing the girl with black hair and heavy make up and managing to catch her eye. She grinned, winking at him before looking away. Frank flushed and stared back down at his salad.

“Don’t worry, she won’t bite. Hard,” Frank glared up at Ray. “Relax, Frankie. You’re just going to the movies with her, whatever happens after that will be up to you. You know what to do, don’t you?” He asked in a condescending tone that Frank didn’t appreciate.

“Shut the fuck up, Toro. Of course I know.” He snapped.

Ray grinned. “Good. Don’t disappoint then.”

x~x~x

Hands grabbed at hair, fingers curling around strands and tugging, hard enough to hurt. It was a good hurt though. The moan from the younger boy confirmed that. The elder shushed him, knowing that they shouldn’t make too much noise in case it would alert people to their whereabouts. His hands gripped onto the boy’s shoulders and flattened him against the wall, behind which a gym class was probably taking place right at that moment.

Lips landed on pink cheeks, trailing to a forehead where lines of worry were beginning to form. The younger turned his head to the side, the elder boy’s car visible where it was parked on the side of the road, relishing the lips that vacated down to his neck, kissing and sucking lightly. He couldn’t leave marks, no, he knew that, but that didn’t stop the temptation.

x~x~x

Frank gripped the steering wheel tightly beneath his fingers that were soon turning white, turning into the parking lot outside of the cinema. He was supposed to meet Alicia inside at 7. It was now 6:57. He jumped out of the car, slamming the creaking door behind him and locking it, not that anyone would even bother to steal the hunk of junk that he drove around in.

Alicia was stood in the foyer of the cinema, forearms leaning on the railing of the stairs leading up to the screens. She smiled when he caught sight of Frank, standing up straight and waving him over. He hesitantly smiled back, hands stuffed into the pockets of his hoodie as he walked over to her.

“Hey,” She greeted him, warm smile still on her face. “Most of these movies are pretty lame, I’m guessing that X-men is our best bet.”

Frank nodded along, even if he did think that the movie looked like a pile of shit compared to the comic.

As if reading his mind, Alicia added. “I know, nothing could beat the comic but you never know, it could be good. C’mon.” She grabbed onto his arm and led him to the ticket box. Alicia insisted on buying her own ticket and it made it seem less like a date, Frank was thankful for that.

When they reached the theatre, they took their seats at the very back with a centre view of the screen.

Frank couldn’t stop shifting in his seat throughout the movie, he was nervous enough as it was and Alicia being so calm and collected just made him even more anxious. He jumped when Alicia put her hand on his arm, a comforting smile visible through the dim lighting of the theatre.

“Relax Frank, Bob explained everything when he set this up.” She told him, not bothering to talk quietly since there were only a couple of other people in the cinema besides themselves.

“He did?” Frank questioned, having the right to sound wary of his so called friend’s actions.

She nodded. “You know, you being a virgin and all.”

Frank’s eyes widened, shaking his head. “Oh, I’m not-” Frank began.

Alicia held up her hand to silence him, still smiling. “Its okay, Frank. Really. I’m all up for a quick fuck in the backseat of your car but I’m getting the feeling that’s not what you want out of this.” She said.

He sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “Look, I’m sorry about this. Bob and Ray, they just- don’t know when to keep their noses out of my business.”

“Its cool, dude. We can just talk or whatever.” She suggested.

And so they did. Frank was surprised to find out that they actually had a lot in common, ranging from tastes in comics to music. She expressed a great love for Anthrax and one person in particular came to Frank’s mnd.

“Hey, I know this guy, he’s at Rutgers and he seems right up your street. I could give you his number if you want?” Frank proposed.

“Sure, as long as you’re not setting me up with an asshole.” She said with a short laugh.

Frank grinned. “His name’s Mikey. You’ll love him.”

x~x~x

The two guys sat in the elder’s apartment. The TV was showing a movie, their favourite movie, in fact, but they were more interested in other things, namely each other. The elder had the other guy strewn across his lap, lips making out hungrily and hands on his hips to keep him in place.

“Can’t-” The younger cut himself off with a gasp, words breathing against the other’s lips. “Can’t stay long, have to be home by 11.”

“Won’t take long.” The elder grinned, reaching for his belt.

x~x~x

The following Monday morning at school, Frank found Bob and Ray by their lockers, chatting away.

“Hey guys.” Frank greeted them, opening up his own locker and shoving his books inside.

They both turned to him, shit eating grins on their faces.

Bob raised his eyebrows. “Well?”

Frank frowned. “Well what?”

“You got frisky with ‘Licia on Friday, didn’t you?”

“No, I didn’t. We just talked, she’s actually pretty cool,”

Frank winced and brought a hand up to his head when Bob smacked a hand over it.

“What the fuck was that for?!” Frank whined, nursing his stinging skull.

“You had the perfect opportunity to get some boob action last night, Iero, and you didn’t even take it! Jesus, you’re just a lost cause!” Bob exclaimed, looking defeated.

Frank shrugged, shutting his locker. “I’m telling you, Bob. I don’t need your help.” He said before walking away down the hall.

Bob and Ray stared after him as if he was insane.

“That kid needs our help. Asap.” Ray stated. Bob hummed in agreement.

x~x~x

The younger boy parked his car on the street, door creaking as he opened and closed it. He walked the short distance down the sidewalk until he reached the music store, pushing open the door to find the place empty except for one. The boy smiled at the dark haired man behind the counter, receiving a wide grin in return.

x~x~x

“We need to try harder if we’re going to fix Frank up with someone.” Ray said, not taking his eyes off of the screen where he was racing Bob on the x-box.

“I agree,” Bob nodded. “That kid needs to get out more anyway.”

x~x~x

The younger man walked straight up to the man at the counter, an air of confidence about him. They were both grinning at this point, the younger man’s hands gripping onto the edge of the counter and leaning forward ever so slightly.

The elder man stepped around the counter, passing the younger as he headed for the front of the store, flipping over the sign on the door to closed. He turned on his heel, facing the younger man again and soon returned to him, placing a hand on his waist.

x~x~x

“What about Lindsey?” Ray suggested, eyes still on the screen.

“Nah, she’s way too tall for him, they’d just look silly together.”

“Dude, who cares? He’s just gonna fuck her, no one said anything about a relationship.”

“Still, maybe not,” Bob said. “Hmm. Eliza?”

“Too slutty, she’d eat him alive.” Ray disagreed.

x~x~x

The elder shut the stock room door behind the both of them, stumbling back as the younger pounced on him. Lips crashed together unceremoniously, teeth bumping and getting in the way but neither of them cared enough to stop. He kissed the younger man back just as enthusiastically, hands grabbing onto the backs of his thighs to stop him falling and letting himself fall back against the door.

Hands and fingers started to tug at clothing, it was inferior to them, it was stopping them from being fully together. The first piece to go was the younger man’s shirt.

x~x~x

“You think he’d go for Jamia?” Ray questioned, pausing the game to reach over and grab his half full glass of mountain dew.

“Probably. Yeah, Jamia could be good for him.” Bob said, grinning slightly. “Fuck, I still can’t believe Frank’s never been with a girl. What else if senior year for?”

“I hear that.”

x~x~x

Hands slid down a pale chest, taking rest on angular hips. “You sure no one will find us?” Frank whispered.

The older man tucked the hair of the younger behind his ear, hand slipping behind his head to bring their foreheads together. “We’ve got time, baby.”

x~x~x

“What was Frank’s excuse this time for not coming over?” Bob asked, flicking through the channels on the TV, glancing over at Ray. “Extra homework? Helping his mom?”

Ray shook his head. “He said he was going to the music store. Again.”

Bob rolled his eyes. “God, he’s always there. Most of the time he doesn’t even buy anything.”

“I know, totally weird.” Ray agreed.

“I mean, what’s so great about the music store?”

x~x~x

Frank’s hands steadied him against the wall of the closet, head hung between his arms and breath coming out in pants. The elder man had a grip on his hips from behind, thrusting in and out of him at a leisurely pace, head tipped back as the pleasure continued to consume him.

Frank cried out sharply on a particularly deep thrust, wet lips moving at the back of his neck. Frank pushed himself back against him, yearning for that feeling again, affirming his need with a low groan that was immediately echoed by the elder man.

x~x~x

“Seriously, if he didn’t go for Alicia then there’s no hope.” Bob said.

Ray nodded. “I guess whatever we do isn’t going to help, Frank’s just going to stay a virgin forever.”

x~x~x

Their skin was slick with sweat as they slid together as one, Frank relished the feeling and begged for more. The man used a hand under Frank’s thigh to lift his leg up, giving him better access to thrust deeper into Frank, getting the angle just right to hit that spot inside of Frank that made him go insane.

Frank’s body jolted, hips confused as to which way they should move, immediately bucking forward and then pushing back against the intrusion. “Gerard!” He cried out as that spot was hit again. “Gee, please.”

Gerard grinned against the younger man’s neck and repeated his actions just to hear those sounds again, the way Frank screamed his name was more than enough to set him off. He thrust into Frank harder, more urgency to taste the orgasm that was waiting for him. Frank couldn’t complain as he continued to moan out, hands flailing out and knocking over stacks of CDs from shelves onto the floor.

He wound an arm around the back of Gerard’s waist, urging him on and keeping them close. Gerard’s hand found its way into Frank’s hair, grabbing a handful and fisting it as he bucked his hips with more purpose, not staying their for long as it made its journey down Frank’s chest and to where his leaking cock was crying out for attention.

“Gee, fuck, Gee, Gee, Gee,” Frank mumbled out his mantra, head tipped back and resting on Gerard’s shoulder, turning to press his face into Gerard’s neck, whispering more nonsense as Gerard jacked him slowly.

He then let go of Frank’s leg in favour of resting a hand against Frank’s neck, feeling his pulse race and jump beneath his touch, loving the effect that all of this had on Frank.

Frank spread his legs wider without even thinking about it, pushing back against Gerard’s every thrust, licking at the bitter sweat on his neck. He dug his fingers harder into Gerard’s sides as he felt himself getting close, warning him.

Gerard took heed of the warning and sped up his hip movements, delving deeper into Frank, hearing him gasping and mewling as he grew closer still. He kept thrusting until Frank was shaking and trembling and then coming with a sharp cry into Gerard’s hand, not being able to stand up with Gerard’s help.

And even then Gerard kept going, wiping his hand dry on Frank’s chest before grabbing a hold of both of Frank’s hips and thrusting harder, feeling his stomach start to clench and swirl. Frank still stayed close, gasping and moaning lightly even if he was spent, whispering encouragements for Gerard to keep going.

Gerard let out a long groan as he finally emptied into Frank, collapsing forward with Frank pressed into the wall. They both panted for breath, coming down from their highs and back to the real world where they knew that Brian, Gerard’s boss, would be back in ten minutes and Frank was supposed to be home a half hour ago. Yet neither of them moved, preferring the sweaty, sticky embrace that they currently shared far too much to ruin it.

Gerard kissed at Frank’s neck once he’d gotten his breath back, pulling out of Frank and turning him to face him, arms holding him tightly as his kisses reached behind Frank’s ear.

Frank grinned and tousled Gerard’s hair between his fingers, thinking back to what they’d just done. It wasn’t the first time and it wouldn’t be the last time.

Frank didn’t need his friends’ help after all.

Fin.