What If They Find Out

I walked into art Monday morning, dreading every second of it. I didn't want to see Gerard, afraid that he would be mad at me.

I was a little early for class so I was the only one in the small room. When I looked up at the board I saw Mrs. Toheken scrawled at the top. We must have a sub today, I thought. Where the hell is Mr. Way. I decided that I couldn't stand waiting the entire day to see him so I went back to my locker and grabbed my things.

The bell rang just as I was exiting school property. I ran for two blocks before I decided that I was far enough from the school. The final three blocks ended up taking me ten minutes to walk. As I approached the house I saw that none of the lights were on and Gerard's car was in the driveway.

Pushing the door open, I breathed a sigh of relief. I shut the door silently and crept down the hall. When I got to his bedroom door I bit my lip wondering whether I should knock, or just walk in.

I decided that he might not open the door if I knocked. When I walked in I found him lying on his bed under the covers. His clothes were strewn across the floor just as they had been the last time I was in his room. There was a small, empty bottle of vodka and three empty bottles of beer piled next to his bed. The awful stench of vomit was being emitted from the master bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later I had the vomit cleaned up, air freshener sprayed, all of the empty bottles disposed of, and his old clothes in the laundry hamper.

Gerard started to stir as I finished up. "Hey, Gee," I said softly. "What the fuck are you doing here?" he said. "I wanted to see if you were okay," I muttered. "Well, I'm thanks to you." Gerard growled. "Look, I'm sorry. I had no idea what you'd been through. And I really didn't mean to hurt you. I love you Gerard. Please, forgive me," I said, tears building in my eyes. "Oh, Frankie." He said jumping and and sweeping me into a hug. " I'm so sorry I freaked out. I was just afraid of losing you. I love you too." He said.

"Uh, Gee. You might wanna, uh, clothes," I said into his chest. "Oh, yea, sorry," he said blushing.

Just before he put a new pair of boxers on I quickly stroked his dick with one finger. He trembled slightly and looked down at me. "So I was thinking, maybe later today we could...have a little fun?" I questioned, staring at his dick.

With a smirk evident in his voice he answered, "I was waiting for you to pay back that favor."

Notes

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