Apartment B16
Morning Wake Up Call
Ryan’s POV
I woke up beneath a very heavy Frank whose crotch happened to be inches from my face. How in the fuck did we end up like this? I mean, we each took a different couch to sleep on so why was there currently Frankie balls in my face.
They were small amounts of sunlight coming through the only window of the apartment which took up two thirds of the space on the far wall. I was guessing it was around eight maybe nine in the morning. Just enough time to get ready. I think.
First order of business was to get the midget off me. Me being me, I poked his ass and I heard a murmur from the other end of the couch only to find out Frank was also extremely close to my dick. Wondrous.
“Hey, Frank. I wouldn’t mind at all if you kept your crotch in my face all day but I got places to go and your jeans are basically rubbing my chin raw,” I said in my sleep ridden voice. I heard him say something in response but he was mumbling too much to understand, which is completely annoying even though I do the exact same.
“What’d you say?”
He lifted his head out of the crook of my knee where there was currently a drool stain decorating the area. Gross.
“I said if you wanted me that much all you had to do was ask. I mean if you want to give me head that much,” Smartass.
I smirked even though he couldn’t see I had a feeling he knew I was. “I pretty sure you’re the one who wanted head in the first place since you so strategically placed your dick inches from my mouth. No?”
“Why woul-“
I flipped him on his back and maneuvered my way onto his chest. He looked surprised for a couple seconds but regained his posture just as quick. He placed one hand on my hip and another on my neck so he could proceed to bring me down into a passionate kiss.
We had our lips placed firmly against each other when I flicked my tongue on his bottom lip to ask for entrance. He complied almost on instinct and I slipped in my tongue to get a better taste of my Frankie.
I pulled back to breathe and saw that Frank was already flushed.
“Aww, is little Frankie all roused up for little ole me? I’m extremely flattered.”
“Shut up, Ry. You seem to be having a problem of your own,” His eyes roamed down my body slowly and fuck me if that wasn’t hot.
“Well, since I offered first, we’ll fix your problem first.” I leaned down to suck on his collar bone and heard a small moan escape his lips. I smiled at this and started to trail my hands up his shirt.
“This shirt needs to go,” I said and proceeded to lift his shirt upwards off his stomach where his bird tattoos live. I threw his shirt across the room, all but forgotten until I lightly traced my tongue down the length of his body until I came in contact with the waistband of his jeans.
I looked up to see Frank with his head thrown back and his mouth slightly agape. It was a nice look for him.
I took the liberty of unbuttoning his pants and felt a little smug when his breath hitched when I grabbed his waist with both of my hands, unzipping his pants with my teeth.
“Jesus, fuck, Ryan. Why are you so good at this?”
“Practice makes perfect.”
I breathe through the fabric of his underwear and feel the vibrations of his moan. I mouth over his member until I get tired of teasing Frankie. He seems a little desperate now.
I slip my fingers under his waistband and I pull them down slowly. I wrap my lips around his head and suck.
“Oh, fuck! That feels good,” Frank laces his hands into my hair and starts to tug. It feels good so I suck harder and earn a very slutty moan from Frank.
I start to go down the length of his member slowly, going up and down still sucking, my hand wrapping around the rest that I couldn’t fit in my mouth. I scrape my teeth against him and his grip in my hair got tighter.
My other hand was busy trying to keep him from bucking up while I started to take him down completely, his head hitting the back of my throat.
I felt him tug harder at my hair, moaning loud enough for the whole building to hear.
“I-I’m gonna cum. Ah, OH, God, Ryan!” He started to shake and them I felt his cum hitting the back my throat. I gag a little and pull off him. I spit his cum out on the floor next to us. I mean, I love the kid but not enough to swallow that.
The rest of his cum was on display on the front of my shirt and his abdomen. I ignore it for the moment to crawl back up Frank and press out lips together, letting him taste himself. We stayed like that for a while till Frank broke the kiss and spoke up.
“Fuck, Ryan. Did you live at a whore house or something?” He joked.
“I could ask you the same from all your moans. The neighbors could probably hear you. Like Gerard and what’s-his-face? Brandon, right?”
“It’s Brendon, but go on.”
“Well it seemed like you had a thing for him right? I mean, you looked like a fucking cherry yesterday when Gerard and I were behind. What happened?”
“Well, I-“ He was suddenly interrupted by three knocks on the door. Shit.
“Fuck, time flew by quickly.” I got up and grabbed Frank’s shirt off the ground and threw it at him.
“Get cleaned up already,” I ordered Frank. He got off the couch and went to the small bathroom in the apartment.
I looked in the small mirror on the side wall near the door to check my appearance. Fuck, there was still cum on my shirt. I decided to ditch the shirt and just walked to the door.
I opened the door to see a slightly red Brendon and a normal looking Gerard. Interesting.
Gerard’s POV
We stood there in shock when we heard Frank’s moan through the door. Brendon made a small squeak noise and backed up from the apartment door. I just stood there and stared at the shiny black B16 on the door with Frank’s moans in the background.
I know he said they lived together but what’s their relationship exactly, I thought to myself. Are they friends with benefits? That would be impossible since they’re moving in together. Are they dating? ‘Cause that would be a very open relationship if they were. What are they to each other?
Why do I fucking care so much?
My thoughts kept racing until I realized Brendon said something. I turned to look at him and he was ripe as a tomato. He was leaning against the back wall looking away from me and the door.
“What was that, Bren? I didn’t hear you, I was lost in thought.”
“I said that we should just leave them be if they’re that busy this early in the morning.”
“Aw, is Breny jealous? Did you like little Frankie?” He gives me a death stare from his wall.
That took me for surprise, Brendon’s not supposed to be intimidating.
“Wow, Bren. If I offended you, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you guys were so serious since you only just met him fucking yesterday,” I whispered to him, looking at him incredulously.
“Well you’re one to talk, Gee,” Brendon smirked. “You’re already head over heels for that Ryan dude.”
I looked back at him, “Could I really help myself? I mean, he’s got a really nice ass.”
He laughed, “You’re such dick, Gee. But that’s one of your redeeming qualities.”
“Well it sounds like they’re done so may I have the honors?”
“You may.”
I walked forwards and knocked on the door. After a couple seconds, I heard footsteps walking towards the door, pausing, walking again then paused near the door. There was a little shuffling then the door opened and I was greeted to Ryan’s pretty face.
He raised an eyebrow at us and smiled.
This is going to be a long day.
I woke up beneath a very heavy Frank whose crotch happened to be inches from my face. How in the fuck did we end up like this? I mean, we each took a different couch to sleep on so why was there currently Frankie balls in my face.
They were small amounts of sunlight coming through the only window of the apartment which took up two thirds of the space on the far wall. I was guessing it was around eight maybe nine in the morning. Just enough time to get ready. I think.
First order of business was to get the midget off me. Me being me, I poked his ass and I heard a murmur from the other end of the couch only to find out Frank was also extremely close to my dick. Wondrous.
“Hey, Frank. I wouldn’t mind at all if you kept your crotch in my face all day but I got places to go and your jeans are basically rubbing my chin raw,” I said in my sleep ridden voice. I heard him say something in response but he was mumbling too much to understand, which is completely annoying even though I do the exact same.
“What’d you say?”
He lifted his head out of the crook of my knee where there was currently a drool stain decorating the area. Gross.
“I said if you wanted me that much all you had to do was ask. I mean if you want to give me head that much,” Smartass.
I smirked even though he couldn’t see I had a feeling he knew I was. “I pretty sure you’re the one who wanted head in the first place since you so strategically placed your dick inches from my mouth. No?”
“Why woul-“
I flipped him on his back and maneuvered my way onto his chest. He looked surprised for a couple seconds but regained his posture just as quick. He placed one hand on my hip and another on my neck so he could proceed to bring me down into a passionate kiss.
We had our lips placed firmly against each other when I flicked my tongue on his bottom lip to ask for entrance. He complied almost on instinct and I slipped in my tongue to get a better taste of my Frankie.
I pulled back to breathe and saw that Frank was already flushed.
“Aww, is little Frankie all roused up for little ole me? I’m extremely flattered.”
“Shut up, Ry. You seem to be having a problem of your own,” His eyes roamed down my body slowly and fuck me if that wasn’t hot.
“Well, since I offered first, we’ll fix your problem first.” I leaned down to suck on his collar bone and heard a small moan escape his lips. I smiled at this and started to trail my hands up his shirt.
“This shirt needs to go,” I said and proceeded to lift his shirt upwards off his stomach where his bird tattoos live. I threw his shirt across the room, all but forgotten until I lightly traced my tongue down the length of his body until I came in contact with the waistband of his jeans.
I looked up to see Frank with his head thrown back and his mouth slightly agape. It was a nice look for him.
I took the liberty of unbuttoning his pants and felt a little smug when his breath hitched when I grabbed his waist with both of my hands, unzipping his pants with my teeth.
“Jesus, fuck, Ryan. Why are you so good at this?”
“Practice makes perfect.”
I breathe through the fabric of his underwear and feel the vibrations of his moan. I mouth over his member until I get tired of teasing Frankie. He seems a little desperate now.
I slip my fingers under his waistband and I pull them down slowly. I wrap my lips around his head and suck.
“Oh, fuck! That feels good,” Frank laces his hands into my hair and starts to tug. It feels good so I suck harder and earn a very slutty moan from Frank.
I start to go down the length of his member slowly, going up and down still sucking, my hand wrapping around the rest that I couldn’t fit in my mouth. I scrape my teeth against him and his grip in my hair got tighter.
My other hand was busy trying to keep him from bucking up while I started to take him down completely, his head hitting the back of my throat.
I felt him tug harder at my hair, moaning loud enough for the whole building to hear.
“I-I’m gonna cum. Ah, OH, God, Ryan!” He started to shake and them I felt his cum hitting the back my throat. I gag a little and pull off him. I spit his cum out on the floor next to us. I mean, I love the kid but not enough to swallow that.
The rest of his cum was on display on the front of my shirt and his abdomen. I ignore it for the moment to crawl back up Frank and press out lips together, letting him taste himself. We stayed like that for a while till Frank broke the kiss and spoke up.
“Fuck, Ryan. Did you live at a whore house or something?” He joked.
“I could ask you the same from all your moans. The neighbors could probably hear you. Like Gerard and what’s-his-face? Brandon, right?”
“It’s Brendon, but go on.”
“Well it seemed like you had a thing for him right? I mean, you looked like a fucking cherry yesterday when Gerard and I were behind. What happened?”
“Well, I-“ He was suddenly interrupted by three knocks on the door. Shit.
“Fuck, time flew by quickly.” I got up and grabbed Frank’s shirt off the ground and threw it at him.
“Get cleaned up already,” I ordered Frank. He got off the couch and went to the small bathroom in the apartment.
I looked in the small mirror on the side wall near the door to check my appearance. Fuck, there was still cum on my shirt. I decided to ditch the shirt and just walked to the door.
I opened the door to see a slightly red Brendon and a normal looking Gerard. Interesting.
Gerard’s POV
We stood there in shock when we heard Frank’s moan through the door. Brendon made a small squeak noise and backed up from the apartment door. I just stood there and stared at the shiny black B16 on the door with Frank’s moans in the background.
I know he said they lived together but what’s their relationship exactly, I thought to myself. Are they friends with benefits? That would be impossible since they’re moving in together. Are they dating? ‘Cause that would be a very open relationship if they were. What are they to each other?
Why do I fucking care so much?
My thoughts kept racing until I realized Brendon said something. I turned to look at him and he was ripe as a tomato. He was leaning against the back wall looking away from me and the door.
“What was that, Bren? I didn’t hear you, I was lost in thought.”
“I said that we should just leave them be if they’re that busy this early in the morning.”
“Aw, is Breny jealous? Did you like little Frankie?” He gives me a death stare from his wall.
That took me for surprise, Brendon’s not supposed to be intimidating.
“Wow, Bren. If I offended you, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you guys were so serious since you only just met him fucking yesterday,” I whispered to him, looking at him incredulously.
“Well you’re one to talk, Gee,” Brendon smirked. “You’re already head over heels for that Ryan dude.”
I looked back at him, “Could I really help myself? I mean, he’s got a really nice ass.”
He laughed, “You’re such dick, Gee. But that’s one of your redeeming qualities.”
“Well it sounds like they’re done so may I have the honors?”
“You may.”
I walked forwards and knocked on the door. After a couple seconds, I heard footsteps walking towards the door, pausing, walking again then paused near the door. There was a little shuffling then the door opened and I was greeted to Ryan’s pretty face.
He raised an eyebrow at us and smiled.
This is going to be a long day.
Notes
Um.... Well that was the first sexual scene I've ever written so.... That took me for fucking EVER.Sweet damn. Weelll. This has been a good week. Our band is switching over to concert season and i get a BEAUTIFUL rotary tuba. Its really, really pretty. And heavy. Life is good.
So keep smiling cause every time i go on here and see i have readers makes my day a hell of a lot brighter. I LOVE YOUR COMMENTS. I'm not going to force anyone to comment. You guys should like comment for ideas or criticism or like be my critics and newspaper writers. Its awesome motivation for me! :3
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