My Brother-In-Law
CHAPTER DOS-TWO
After an awkward hello and hug we reverted to silence. We were quiet up until we were driving onto the freeway. "So you're Gerard?" " Yup,Gerard Way to be exact." He gave me a sideways glance and stayed quiet throughout the rest of the car ride only speaking to me as we stopped by for some drive-thru. The entire car ride I kept sneaking peeks at his face and everything about him. I loved the way that his bangs curled around his right eye and the beautiful pink pout of his lips.
WAIT! WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING?? This is my WIFE'S LITTLE BROTHER for gods sake. Not only that he's 17 which is like 7 years younger than me. This cant be happening no i do not like him i do not like him at all. Oh god hes looking at me with those big hazel eyes of his...oh wait what the fuck shit hes saying something"Gerard? Gerard?" "Uh yeah sorry about that i kind of spaced out for a second." " No that's cool just i think you just passed the exit." " holy crap! Okay yeah sorry thanks for letting me know." " No problem,so like how did you and Lynn meet and stuff?" We proceeded to talk about the way Lindsey and i had met, to music and comics.
When I was turning the corner onto our street i came to the conclusion that he was not only interesting and beautiful on the outside but also on the inside. We stumble out of the car after I've parked in the garage. I haul his bags out of the trunk while he has his carry on and guitar around his shoulders. We walk inside only for him next to be smothered by a whirl of tattoos,black hair, and red lips. After saying their how are yous? And i miss yous! Lindsey went to bed while i showed him his room and the rest of the house. After the tour he said he had to take a shower and went upstairs. I quickly made myself a sandwich scarfed it down and started hauling his stuff to his room.
As i was walking to his room to drop off the last bag he stepped out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!!! There he was with water dripping down his bare tattooed chest. The little water droplets disappearing into the area that the wicked towel shielded from my eyes. I realized i must have been staring and quickly pushed past him put his bags down and ran out of there with a mumbled good night. I quickly ran to mine and Lindsey room and locked myself in our private bathroom. I quickly undressed and stood under the warm stream of water. Slowly the image of Frank in the towel and all the things i would have enjoyed doing to him popped into my head. I felt myself getting hard and started to jack off with images of Frank on my mind.
WAIT! WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING?? This is my WIFE'S LITTLE BROTHER for gods sake. Not only that he's 17 which is like 7 years younger than me. This cant be happening no i do not like him i do not like him at all. Oh god hes looking at me with those big hazel eyes of his...oh wait what the fuck shit hes saying something"Gerard? Gerard?" "Uh yeah sorry about that i kind of spaced out for a second." " No that's cool just i think you just passed the exit." " holy crap! Okay yeah sorry thanks for letting me know." " No problem,so like how did you and Lynn meet and stuff?" We proceeded to talk about the way Lindsey and i had met, to music and comics.
When I was turning the corner onto our street i came to the conclusion that he was not only interesting and beautiful on the outside but also on the inside. We stumble out of the car after I've parked in the garage. I haul his bags out of the trunk while he has his carry on and guitar around his shoulders. We walk inside only for him next to be smothered by a whirl of tattoos,black hair, and red lips. After saying their how are yous? And i miss yous! Lindsey went to bed while i showed him his room and the rest of the house. After the tour he said he had to take a shower and went upstairs. I quickly made myself a sandwich scarfed it down and started hauling his stuff to his room.
As i was walking to his room to drop off the last bag he stepped out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!!! There he was with water dripping down his bare tattooed chest. The little water droplets disappearing into the area that the wicked towel shielded from my eyes. I realized i must have been staring and quickly pushed past him put his bags down and ran out of there with a mumbled good night. I quickly ran to mine and Lindsey room and locked myself in our private bathroom. I quickly undressed and stood under the warm stream of water. Slowly the image of Frank in the towel and all the things i would have enjoyed doing to him popped into my head. I felt myself getting hard and started to jack off with images of Frank on my mind.
REALLY? Omg, I LOVE that one.. Can't wait! ;D xo
11/6/14