Happy Trail
Surprise.
Frank kicked angrily at a pebble that dared to block his path on his walk home from his mother's house.
It was a typical visit; she made him dinner, complete with the special cupcakes she baked for him for dessert. It was sort of a tradition in their family that no matter whose birthday it was, they got cupcakes, no matter what. To be honest, he had been looking forward to those cupcakes for days now. She made him his favorite, strawberry cupcakes with strawberry icing. Frank had eaten a grand total of three, so needless to say, he was literally bouncing off the walls with that sugar high. He should be excited; I mean it is his birthday after all.
However, he had gotten a text from his boyfriend saying that he was going to visit with his parents as well. It saddened him, because the idea that Gerard was currently at his parent's place instead of their own, on Frank's birthday no less, was really starting to depress him. On top of it being Frank's birthday, it was also Halloween. He could understand that people didn't want to make a big deal about his birthday; what Frank couldn't do was grasp the idea that not a single one of his friends was doing anything special on the best holiday of them all.
He sighed deeply, as he continued his walk down the street with the hood from the new black hoodie that his mother had given him drawn up over his head, his hands stuffed deep in his pockets as a frown made itself nice and cozy on his face.
He made it back to their apartment building in no time, only halfway at peace with the idea of having a quiet, boring evening at home all alone until the one he loved the most decided to come back and grace him with his presence.
He made it through the lobby and up the elevator to their floor, where he almost didn't feel like going all the way to the end of the hall because he knew that nobody was there to greet him when he got inside. This thought depressed him even further.
In fact, the only thing encouraging him not to go back down through that lobby and into the city was the fact that the walk from his mother's house a few blocks over had now completely exhausted him, and now he really did want nothing more than to blast Hopeless Romantic and fall into a deep, blissful sleep.
He stuck the key in the door and let himself in, his hoodie already halfway over his head. When it was off, he stopped dead in his tracks, and let out a gasp when he took a good look around the room.
There were candles lit up on just about every single surface, illuminating the darkened room. Blood red and white rose petals that adorned the vast majority that was their living room floor, a trail leading into the direction of the bedroom that he shared with Gerard. A wide and elated grin played across his lips as he realized he may not be as alone as he thought he would be.
"Gee?" he called out, only to receive a muffled giggle in response.
As Frank set his keys down on the little hallway table like he always did, his fingers brushed up against something soft. His attention was averted toward the table, his eyes had previously been fixated on how gorgeous the living room looked. He noticed a white piece of paper standing up against a picture of the two boys kissing, one that was taken some time ago. And in front of that, was a flower.
Frank gasped; his fingers immediately becoming wrapped around his mouth as everything that was happening finally fell into place. His fingers actually shook as he picked up the single, blood red rose that laid out right in front of the letter, to which Frank picked up and inhaled the gorgeous scent of the flower, enjoying the heavenly intoxication as it filtered through his nostrils. He then picked up the letter, and read over the words that were scribbled oh-so-beautifully in his boyfriend's perfectly messy handwriting.
Happy birthday Frankie!
Follow the trail for your surprise...
XO-
G
Frank's heart fluttered with excitement, and he felt like he could barely stand it. He did as the letter instructed him to, following the trail very carefully into their bedroom, where his mouth literally dropped to the ground as he saw what his 'surprise' consisted of.
There, amongst the rose petals, sprawled out on the bed, was his Gerard. Glowing in the candlelight, wearing nothing but a tie.
"Gee..."
"Happy birthday, Frankie," Gerard purred, beckoning his boyfriend with his finger. Frank flew over to Gerard and crashed down on his knees in front of him on the bed. He was absolutely incapable of doing anything but stare at the image of perfection that laid on the bed before him.
Frank's eyes literally popped out of his head as he observed the way Gerard was propped up on his elbow, posing Playgirl style for the one he loved the most, as he let every part of his perfect anatomy be exposed to Frank in the sexiest way possible. He couldn't help but notice how erect his dick was; he had obviously been preparing himself for Frank's arrival.
"Gerard, you- I, wow.."
"Do you like what you see, baby?"
Frank found himself nodding and grinning like an idiot; of course he liked what he saw. In fact, he loved what he saw. He honestly had no words for exactly how much he enjoyed seeing Gerard this way, so he decided the best thing to do would be to show him.
Frank quickly dove at Gerard, pinning him down on the bed so that he was straddling his boyfriend's very naked body. The overwhelming feeling Frank got of seeing Gerard underneath him like this, was turning Frank on far more than any other time they had attempted to be intimate with each other. He quickly tried to remove the ridiculous t-shirt that he was wearing, but Gerard reached his hands up to stop him.
He leaned up so that he was now face to face, crotch to crotch with his boyfriend; and brought his hands to rest on either side of Frank's face. "Gerard, what-"
"No baby," he shushed him, savoring the moment of having Frank all to himself. "What's the rush? We're all alone, and we can take our time. We have all night," he replied, that little speech making Frank want him even more. He quickly attached his lips greedily to Gerard's, worming his tongue in as Gerard did the same, both boys instantly devouring the other as if their lives depended on it.
Frank pulled away, but never let his hands fall from their position in Gerard's hair, cradling the back of his head. "Gerard, I...I really can't believe you did all this.."
"You said you wanted our first time together to be special," Gerard admitted, grinning shyly as Frank's heart swelled with happiness. It's true, the couple had been together for a good few months by now, but had never been intimate with each other; well, not in that way, at least. Sure they'd given quite the number of blow jobs and hand jobs, but they'd never gone 'all the way' before.
Every time they tried to, one of the other band members would quickly interrupt, and whenever they actually could, the mood or the moment never felt right. They didn't want to just "do it and get it over with"; their physical attraction for each other could not simply be cured by a quick and simple fuck to hold the pair over. Frank wanted to wait until he had Gerard all to himself, and Gerard wanted Frank, too. In fact, he wanted all of him, in every way, shape, and form. He knew waiting for the right moment to have that one, perfect experience with the one who made him float on a cloud was the right thing to do. He wasn't about to let their seemingly perfect relationship become tainted by having to resort to screwing in their tour bus bathroom.
And since they had been home from the tour that ended just a week before, the moment still never seemed perfect. In addition to being exhausted from moving Gerard into Frank's apartment, there was always a random person staying over, or stopping by just when the two decided it was time to finally have their way with each other. So when Frank was away at his mother's this afternoon, he planned out very carefully the details of this evening, telling each and every one of their friends to politely 'fuck off', because he was about to have what he hoped would be the most special night of both of their lives.
He went out and bought ten bags full of rose petals, and spent nearly $200 on candles to set the right mood for the night's events; and had even asked for Frank's mom to call when he left her place to give him a heads up, so he wouldn't have the candles burning all day. That, and he didn't feel like hanging out naked all day. Frank hadn't been there; so what was the point?
He had watched from their big balcony window that overlooked the breathtaking New York City skyline for Frank to make his presence known, and when he did, he scrambled into action, making sure every last candle was lit, and every last rose petal was in its place. He then shed every single article of his clothing; all except for that tie, however. Gerard had bought it for Frank during the week, and forgot to buy a box or wrapping paper to put it in. So, at the last minute, as Frank was bouncing up toward their luxurious apartment, he decided to just put it on, thanking his lucky stars that Frank had taught him how to tie one of these things while they were on tour.
"Do you like your surprise, Frankie?"
Frank tugged on the tie that hung around Gerard's neck, beckoning his boyfriend closer to him as their lips found their place amongst his; kissing him deeply and passionately.
"It is the best present ever, Gerard. You, fuck you are so fucking gorgeous," he whispered incoherently against Gerard's lips, sparks flying through him as he felt Gerard's hands find their way up underneath his shirt, tickling him and making him shiver.
He gently lifted it above his head, allowing it to fall from his fingers with a gentle thud against the tiled floor of their bedroom. He then gently placed kisses all along Frank's newly exposed ink covered chest, quivering from how amazing those fingers felt as they danced in combination with Gerard's lips all along his skin.
Gerard then pushed Frank gently so he was lying on his back, a smirk playing across both of their faces as Gerard escaped from underneath him, climbing up the top bare half of his body, practically squirming when he caught a glimpse of his favorite part of Frank's anatomy; his stomach. It was so perfectly toned, with those gorgeous tattoos adorning the flawless skin. But what got him most, was the happy trail that lead down to... well, from the feel of things, Frank's very happy lower region. And it was in that moment, when he was enjoying the most spectacular view that clearly put that previously mentioned gorgeous New York City skyline to shame, that he had quite possibly the most amazing idea ever.
"Frankie..." Gerard called out, eyeing the wave-like designs that were embedded into the headboard of their queen sized bed. Frank noticed the gleam in his boyfriend's eye as he traced what he had been staring at, that headboard. Frank sat up, and immediately seemed to understand exactly what it was that Gerard had in mind. He scooted all the way towards the headboard, watching in sheer delight as Gerard positioned himself, in all of his naked glory, right on top of him, trying to rid himself of the only article of clothing that he was wearing.
Frank immediately took advantage of the exposed flesh that was in front of him, his lips attacking Gerard's perfect stomach, making the lead singer growl sexily as he tried his hardest to get that stupid tie off. He finally did, and managed to pry Frank away from him, as Frank smirked in admiration of the gorgeous hickie that he'd left on Gerard's silky, otherwise flawlessly perfect skin.
Gerard then sighed, as he realized that he now had to unpry Frank away again, considering he was now clinging to his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Normally this proved to be a rather demanding task, but this time, he managed to do so with great ease. He pushed his beloved all the way back against the headboard, smirking down at the perfection before him, relishing in this new found position of power that he found himself in.
Gerard, as he attached his lips gently to Frank's, brought the tips of his fingers and allowed them to glide up and down Frank's sides, grinning as he felt him tremble from beneath his touch. He deepened the kiss, damn near getting lost in it before he remembered the objective at hand. Gerard then lifted Frank's arms above his head, holding them in place as he pulled away, smirking as he realized he now had Frank exactly where he wanted him. Not that that was ever really an issue...
"Mmm, Frankie," Gerard moaned seductively in his boyfriend's ear, who was squirming beneath him as he leaned in to suck on his neck.
"Yes, my love?" Frank asked, placing random kisses all over whatever part of Gerard's anatomy that they could possibly reach; his hair, his face, his neck, his collarbone - it didn't matter, as long as it was a part of Gerard, he wanted his lips attached to it.
Gerard's own lips finally managed to untangle themselves from Frank's neck, as he decided it was time to finally get this show on the road. His cock was aching, he wanted - no, he needed to have Frank - all of him, and he needed him now.
He got back up on his knees directly in front of Frank, his chest becoming swarmed with dozens of kisses as he tried desperately to hold it together, long enough to tie Frank's hands that he'd been holding up for the past few minutes. He knew that Frank knew what was coming, and enjoyed every minute of Frank just sitting back and allowing Gerard to do as he pleased with him.
Once he finally finished knotting the tie tightly around Frank's hands, Gerard once again smirked in satisfaction at the image of perfection as Frank stared up at him with that same look full of desire floating in his eyes.
He eyed Frank up and down; immediately becoming weak and moaning at the sight in front of him as he noticed what he thought was the sexiest part of Frank grinning up at him; not just his stomach, but that fucking happy trail. He ran his fingers over that gorgeous piece of flesh, tracing over the ink that covered it, and felt himself grow even harder as he felt Frank once again shiver under his touch.
"Fuck Gee," Frank muttered, his eyes practically rolling in the back of his head at Gerard's simple touch. "I love you so fucking much.."
"You like that, baby?" Gerard asked, sucking lightly on his favorite patch of skin, knowing damn well what the answer to that question was. Frank bit down on his lip ring in a feeble attempt to silence his moans that were growing louder and louder in volume with each and every swirl of Gerard's tongue against his skin, and nodded his head in reply. "Fuck yes, I do.."
Gerard couldn't wait to get his hands on Frank - literally. He placed one finger on Frank's lips, who sucked seductively on that finger in response, making Gerard whimper. He managed to get that finger back, and let it glide down the front of Frank's chest all the way down to the obvious bulge in those very tight jeans that he was still wearing.
The moan that Frank made when Gerard palmed the front of his extremely constricting jeans was quite possibly the sexiest thing Gerard had ever heard - and the sight of Frank squirming under his touch was even sexier. Gerard smirked down at his boyfriend, as his lips kissed the entire length up Frank's body until they hovered right next to his ear.
He licked his earlobe playfully, and whispered, "Just wait 'til you see what else I have in store for you..."
It was a typical visit; she made him dinner, complete with the special cupcakes she baked for him for dessert. It was sort of a tradition in their family that no matter whose birthday it was, they got cupcakes, no matter what. To be honest, he had been looking forward to those cupcakes for days now. She made him his favorite, strawberry cupcakes with strawberry icing. Frank had eaten a grand total of three, so needless to say, he was literally bouncing off the walls with that sugar high. He should be excited; I mean it is his birthday after all.
However, he had gotten a text from his boyfriend saying that he was going to visit with his parents as well. It saddened him, because the idea that Gerard was currently at his parent's place instead of their own, on Frank's birthday no less, was really starting to depress him. On top of it being Frank's birthday, it was also Halloween. He could understand that people didn't want to make a big deal about his birthday; what Frank couldn't do was grasp the idea that not a single one of his friends was doing anything special on the best holiday of them all.
He sighed deeply, as he continued his walk down the street with the hood from the new black hoodie that his mother had given him drawn up over his head, his hands stuffed deep in his pockets as a frown made itself nice and cozy on his face.
He made it back to their apartment building in no time, only halfway at peace with the idea of having a quiet, boring evening at home all alone until the one he loved the most decided to come back and grace him with his presence.
He made it through the lobby and up the elevator to their floor, where he almost didn't feel like going all the way to the end of the hall because he knew that nobody was there to greet him when he got inside. This thought depressed him even further.
In fact, the only thing encouraging him not to go back down through that lobby and into the city was the fact that the walk from his mother's house a few blocks over had now completely exhausted him, and now he really did want nothing more than to blast Hopeless Romantic and fall into a deep, blissful sleep.
He stuck the key in the door and let himself in, his hoodie already halfway over his head. When it was off, he stopped dead in his tracks, and let out a gasp when he took a good look around the room.
There were candles lit up on just about every single surface, illuminating the darkened room. Blood red and white rose petals that adorned the vast majority that was their living room floor, a trail leading into the direction of the bedroom that he shared with Gerard. A wide and elated grin played across his lips as he realized he may not be as alone as he thought he would be.
"Gee?" he called out, only to receive a muffled giggle in response.
As Frank set his keys down on the little hallway table like he always did, his fingers brushed up against something soft. His attention was averted toward the table, his eyes had previously been fixated on how gorgeous the living room looked. He noticed a white piece of paper standing up against a picture of the two boys kissing, one that was taken some time ago. And in front of that, was a flower.
Frank gasped; his fingers immediately becoming wrapped around his mouth as everything that was happening finally fell into place. His fingers actually shook as he picked up the single, blood red rose that laid out right in front of the letter, to which Frank picked up and inhaled the gorgeous scent of the flower, enjoying the heavenly intoxication as it filtered through his nostrils. He then picked up the letter, and read over the words that were scribbled oh-so-beautifully in his boyfriend's perfectly messy handwriting.
Happy birthday Frankie!
Follow the trail for your surprise...
XO-
G
Frank's heart fluttered with excitement, and he felt like he could barely stand it. He did as the letter instructed him to, following the trail very carefully into their bedroom, where his mouth literally dropped to the ground as he saw what his 'surprise' consisted of.
There, amongst the rose petals, sprawled out on the bed, was his Gerard. Glowing in the candlelight, wearing nothing but a tie.
"Gee..."
"Happy birthday, Frankie," Gerard purred, beckoning his boyfriend with his finger. Frank flew over to Gerard and crashed down on his knees in front of him on the bed. He was absolutely incapable of doing anything but stare at the image of perfection that laid on the bed before him.
Frank's eyes literally popped out of his head as he observed the way Gerard was propped up on his elbow, posing Playgirl style for the one he loved the most, as he let every part of his perfect anatomy be exposed to Frank in the sexiest way possible. He couldn't help but notice how erect his dick was; he had obviously been preparing himself for Frank's arrival.
"Gerard, you- I, wow.."
"Do you like what you see, baby?"
Frank found himself nodding and grinning like an idiot; of course he liked what he saw. In fact, he loved what he saw. He honestly had no words for exactly how much he enjoyed seeing Gerard this way, so he decided the best thing to do would be to show him.
Frank quickly dove at Gerard, pinning him down on the bed so that he was straddling his boyfriend's very naked body. The overwhelming feeling Frank got of seeing Gerard underneath him like this, was turning Frank on far more than any other time they had attempted to be intimate with each other. He quickly tried to remove the ridiculous t-shirt that he was wearing, but Gerard reached his hands up to stop him.
He leaned up so that he was now face to face, crotch to crotch with his boyfriend; and brought his hands to rest on either side of Frank's face. "Gerard, what-"
"No baby," he shushed him, savoring the moment of having Frank all to himself. "What's the rush? We're all alone, and we can take our time. We have all night," he replied, that little speech making Frank want him even more. He quickly attached his lips greedily to Gerard's, worming his tongue in as Gerard did the same, both boys instantly devouring the other as if their lives depended on it.
Frank pulled away, but never let his hands fall from their position in Gerard's hair, cradling the back of his head. "Gerard, I...I really can't believe you did all this.."
"You said you wanted our first time together to be special," Gerard admitted, grinning shyly as Frank's heart swelled with happiness. It's true, the couple had been together for a good few months by now, but had never been intimate with each other; well, not in that way, at least. Sure they'd given quite the number of blow jobs and hand jobs, but they'd never gone 'all the way' before.
Every time they tried to, one of the other band members would quickly interrupt, and whenever they actually could, the mood or the moment never felt right. They didn't want to just "do it and get it over with"; their physical attraction for each other could not simply be cured by a quick and simple fuck to hold the pair over. Frank wanted to wait until he had Gerard all to himself, and Gerard wanted Frank, too. In fact, he wanted all of him, in every way, shape, and form. He knew waiting for the right moment to have that one, perfect experience with the one who made him float on a cloud was the right thing to do. He wasn't about to let their seemingly perfect relationship become tainted by having to resort to screwing in their tour bus bathroom.
And since they had been home from the tour that ended just a week before, the moment still never seemed perfect. In addition to being exhausted from moving Gerard into Frank's apartment, there was always a random person staying over, or stopping by just when the two decided it was time to finally have their way with each other. So when Frank was away at his mother's this afternoon, he planned out very carefully the details of this evening, telling each and every one of their friends to politely 'fuck off', because he was about to have what he hoped would be the most special night of both of their lives.
He went out and bought ten bags full of rose petals, and spent nearly $200 on candles to set the right mood for the night's events; and had even asked for Frank's mom to call when he left her place to give him a heads up, so he wouldn't have the candles burning all day. That, and he didn't feel like hanging out naked all day. Frank hadn't been there; so what was the point?
He had watched from their big balcony window that overlooked the breathtaking New York City skyline for Frank to make his presence known, and when he did, he scrambled into action, making sure every last candle was lit, and every last rose petal was in its place. He then shed every single article of his clothing; all except for that tie, however. Gerard had bought it for Frank during the week, and forgot to buy a box or wrapping paper to put it in. So, at the last minute, as Frank was bouncing up toward their luxurious apartment, he decided to just put it on, thanking his lucky stars that Frank had taught him how to tie one of these things while they were on tour.
"Do you like your surprise, Frankie?"
Frank tugged on the tie that hung around Gerard's neck, beckoning his boyfriend closer to him as their lips found their place amongst his; kissing him deeply and passionately.
"It is the best present ever, Gerard. You, fuck you are so fucking gorgeous," he whispered incoherently against Gerard's lips, sparks flying through him as he felt Gerard's hands find their way up underneath his shirt, tickling him and making him shiver.
He gently lifted it above his head, allowing it to fall from his fingers with a gentle thud against the tiled floor of their bedroom. He then gently placed kisses all along Frank's newly exposed ink covered chest, quivering from how amazing those fingers felt as they danced in combination with Gerard's lips all along his skin.
Gerard then pushed Frank gently so he was lying on his back, a smirk playing across both of their faces as Gerard escaped from underneath him, climbing up the top bare half of his body, practically squirming when he caught a glimpse of his favorite part of Frank's anatomy; his stomach. It was so perfectly toned, with those gorgeous tattoos adorning the flawless skin. But what got him most, was the happy trail that lead down to... well, from the feel of things, Frank's very happy lower region. And it was in that moment, when he was enjoying the most spectacular view that clearly put that previously mentioned gorgeous New York City skyline to shame, that he had quite possibly the most amazing idea ever.
"Frankie..." Gerard called out, eyeing the wave-like designs that were embedded into the headboard of their queen sized bed. Frank noticed the gleam in his boyfriend's eye as he traced what he had been staring at, that headboard. Frank sat up, and immediately seemed to understand exactly what it was that Gerard had in mind. He scooted all the way towards the headboard, watching in sheer delight as Gerard positioned himself, in all of his naked glory, right on top of him, trying to rid himself of the only article of clothing that he was wearing.
Frank immediately took advantage of the exposed flesh that was in front of him, his lips attacking Gerard's perfect stomach, making the lead singer growl sexily as he tried his hardest to get that stupid tie off. He finally did, and managed to pry Frank away from him, as Frank smirked in admiration of the gorgeous hickie that he'd left on Gerard's silky, otherwise flawlessly perfect skin.
Gerard then sighed, as he realized that he now had to unpry Frank away again, considering he was now clinging to his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Normally this proved to be a rather demanding task, but this time, he managed to do so with great ease. He pushed his beloved all the way back against the headboard, smirking down at the perfection before him, relishing in this new found position of power that he found himself in.
Gerard, as he attached his lips gently to Frank's, brought the tips of his fingers and allowed them to glide up and down Frank's sides, grinning as he felt him tremble from beneath his touch. He deepened the kiss, damn near getting lost in it before he remembered the objective at hand. Gerard then lifted Frank's arms above his head, holding them in place as he pulled away, smirking as he realized he now had Frank exactly where he wanted him. Not that that was ever really an issue...
"Mmm, Frankie," Gerard moaned seductively in his boyfriend's ear, who was squirming beneath him as he leaned in to suck on his neck.
"Yes, my love?" Frank asked, placing random kisses all over whatever part of Gerard's anatomy that they could possibly reach; his hair, his face, his neck, his collarbone - it didn't matter, as long as it was a part of Gerard, he wanted his lips attached to it.
Gerard's own lips finally managed to untangle themselves from Frank's neck, as he decided it was time to finally get this show on the road. His cock was aching, he wanted - no, he needed to have Frank - all of him, and he needed him now.
He got back up on his knees directly in front of Frank, his chest becoming swarmed with dozens of kisses as he tried desperately to hold it together, long enough to tie Frank's hands that he'd been holding up for the past few minutes. He knew that Frank knew what was coming, and enjoyed every minute of Frank just sitting back and allowing Gerard to do as he pleased with him.
Once he finally finished knotting the tie tightly around Frank's hands, Gerard once again smirked in satisfaction at the image of perfection as Frank stared up at him with that same look full of desire floating in his eyes.
He eyed Frank up and down; immediately becoming weak and moaning at the sight in front of him as he noticed what he thought was the sexiest part of Frank grinning up at him; not just his stomach, but that fucking happy trail. He ran his fingers over that gorgeous piece of flesh, tracing over the ink that covered it, and felt himself grow even harder as he felt Frank once again shiver under his touch.
"Fuck Gee," Frank muttered, his eyes practically rolling in the back of his head at Gerard's simple touch. "I love you so fucking much.."
"You like that, baby?" Gerard asked, sucking lightly on his favorite patch of skin, knowing damn well what the answer to that question was. Frank bit down on his lip ring in a feeble attempt to silence his moans that were growing louder and louder in volume with each and every swirl of Gerard's tongue against his skin, and nodded his head in reply. "Fuck yes, I do.."
Gerard couldn't wait to get his hands on Frank - literally. He placed one finger on Frank's lips, who sucked seductively on that finger in response, making Gerard whimper. He managed to get that finger back, and let it glide down the front of Frank's chest all the way down to the obvious bulge in those very tight jeans that he was still wearing.
The moan that Frank made when Gerard palmed the front of his extremely constricting jeans was quite possibly the sexiest thing Gerard had ever heard - and the sight of Frank squirming under his touch was even sexier. Gerard smirked down at his boyfriend, as his lips kissed the entire length up Frank's body until they hovered right next to his ear.
He licked his earlobe playfully, and whispered, "Just wait 'til you see what else I have in store for you..."
...I feel even more lonely now.
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