"Oh god Gerard you're so big." Frank breathes out as I pull in and out, in and out. I start pumping faster and he moans and matches my speed. I'm incredibly close again and I don't know how long i can hold it.
"Frank oh god i'm gonna come." I moan out. He grins and moves faster, moving his hips slightly. This almost breaks me and i cry out his name. I feather my hands over his thighs and hips and with sudden passion slam into him, once, twice, three times and i'm gone.
"OH FRANK JESUS!" I yell and spill myself inside him. This pushes him over the edge as well and he comes over my stomach. Without much hesitation, he pulls out and licks up his own seed. I bite my lip and whimper a little as his warm tongue slides up my smooth torso. He then collapses onto my chest and grins up at me. I sit there in awe until realization hits. This is exactly what happened last summer, in Prague. It was a girl named Lynzie. (I came out as gay the winter after.) We hooked up and what i thought was a real connection turned out to be just a one night stand to her. She threw me away like an old condom. What if Frank felt the same exact way. He is a bartender. He could be picking up men, and possibly women, every single day. I look down at his snoozing face. He is the sight of perfection. And i'm not saying that because i just had sex with him. His face, his hair, his body was all just perfect.
"Frank?" I say softly.
"Hmmmm" He replies sleepily.
"What are we gonna do know?" He looks up at me now.
"Well Gerard, what do you want to do?"
"I don't know. I would like this to be a thing. You're amazing." He smiles at this.
"I was hoping you would say that." My heart lifts as he places a soft little kiss on my nose. Suddenly theres a banging at the door. We both sit up and look at each other with a look that says SHITSHITSHITSHIT. We scramble to pull our clothes back on but since both our shirts are now broken he says.
"Hide in my room!" so i run into the hall and look for something that would look like his room. I hear him open the door and then i hear someone bust in yelling "GERARD!" oh shit, it was Mikey. I had totally forgotten about him. I walk out guiltily. He is standing there with a look of pure and unadulterated rage.
"WHAT THE FUCK MAN!" He yells.
"Mikey shush okay? I can explain." I try to reason with him. Out of the blue Frank stands up from the couch and says,
"Wait Mikey? as in Mikey Way?" He asks incredulously. Mikey looks at him annoyed until a look of realization spreads over his face.
"Frank???" He asks.
"Dude!!!" Frank yells and they embrace.
"Woah, woah, woah, guys, you know each other?"
"Hell yeah i do. I met the guy in Prague when you were to busy partying and fawning over that chick Lynzie!" Mikey says, "You totally slept with the guy that kept me company last time you slept with people!"
"Wait Mikey how did you find me?"
"GPS on your phone duh."
"Thats sorta creepy that you can do the Mikes." Frank pipes up.
"Guys i can't believe this." I say rubbing my head.
"That reminds me." Says Mikey. He puts on his best angry face and then says,
"I can't fucking believe you left my in the hotel to go out in Rome by yourself. Plus you fuck the first person you see."
I was particularly insulted by this.
"Hey!" I say, "He was the like thousandth person i've seen today and he was special!" I pout at him. "We had a connection." I slip an arm around Franks waist and Mikey's face softens.
"Well he is definitely better then that slut Lynzie. I nodded in agreement.
"Who the hell is this Lynzie?" Frank asks and i launch into the tragic story of Lynzie the bitch who broke my heart in Prague. By the time i finish we had all found ourselves lounging on the couches, me playing with Franks hair and Mikey surfing through the channels on his dinky little T.V. set.
"I'm sorry about what you had to go through Gee." Frank says softly. I smile at him.
"Oh its nothing. i'm gay now anyway so it probably wouldn't even had worked out at all." I reply.
Suddenly Mikey leaps to his feat.
"Gerard look!" He points to the T.V. and he has the news on with something about a hotel burning down. Wait! That was our hotel!
"Holy Shit!" I yell, "Our hotel!"

Notes

So yeah the plot thickens. Significantly. Woohoo!
What is Gerard and Mikey gonna do now that there stranded in Rome with almost no money, no clothes, no passport and nowhere to live?
Plus you like that part about Mikey and Frank totally knowing each other fro Prague. Oh! And Lynsie and her bitchy ways. Wahahaha
I shall updat i swear to it my lovely people!
Stay Classy :)
(I think that gonna be a thing now)