A New Way is on the Way

When Frank had finally let me put my feet down I was starving.

“Fwankie.” I said in a puppy dog voice and put on a matching pair of puppy dog eyes when he looked at me, “Can you make me some food?” I asked and it felt as if my eyes were popping out of my sockets.

He responded with laughter and came over to me and kissed the top of my head, as he pulled away he gave me a small nod and started to leave our bedroom. Before he left, he stopped and tossed me one of my over-sized hoodies that I loved so much. Instead of slipping on the hoodie and going put to join him in the kitchen, I decided to take a shower and wash off the sweat Frank had just caused me. Sighing as I got out the extremely comfortable bed I made my way into our master bathroom that was connected to our bedroom.

I stripped of my clothes as I walked into our over-sized shower and adjusted the water so it soothed me. Once I deemed it perfect I let myself stand under it and had the warm water let my troubles of my not being able to get pregnant fall from my memories, for just a moment.

The water felt so good on my skin I couldn’t help but close my eyes and let a moan escape my lips, as soon as it let I snapped my eyes open and looked around, hoping Frank didn’t hear what I was doing. It’s not like he didn’t like it when I pleased myself, he just either liked to be their watching me as I did it, or he wanted to be the one to cause my moans.
When I was certain he didn’t hear me I bit my lip and slowly brought my hand down to my base and gripped myself, keeping eye contact with the door the entire time. I can’t remember if I locked the door or not. Who the fuck cares? Just gripping myself made me feel good. I thought it safe to close my eyes again and begin to stroke myself, each time going a bit faster than the last. Before I knew it, I had thrown my head back and was biting my lip to try and stop myself from moaning out Frank’s name.

I was so caught up in the feeling, I neglected to notice the bathroom door opening as well as the shower door opening.But I did notice the water being shut off. As soon as I felt the lack of water, my head shot back up and my eyes snapped open and I turned to the door. There was standing a now fully dressed Frank, smirking at me, I began to feel my cheeks burn.

“As much as I’d like to help you out there,” He gestured to my now fully hard member, “I thought I should let you know your brother is here. It was getting pretty awkward with the two of us listing to you jacking off. As much as I liked it, I don’t think Gee did.” He said still smirking, the shimmer of laughter in his eyes.

My face felt like it was on fire so I slammed my head against the wall of the shower. I heard Frank laugh and the bathroom door open, so he must have left. I didn’t bother turning on the water again, it’s not like I used any soap or anything. Grabbing a towel as I got out, I fixed my little ‘problem’ as quick as I could, I didn’t want them to think I had went back to pleasuring myself. Once my ‘problem’ was fixed I ran into our room and grabbed the hoodie Frank had tossed me earlier and pulled it over my head. I decided to go commando and just throw on a pair of jeans I saw laying around.

“Hey Gee.” I said entering the kitchen, he stood up and gave me a brotherly hug.

“Hey Mikes… It sounded like you were having fun back there.” He said smiling, I felt my cheeks burn again and I turned around so he couldn’t see my red cheeks, Frank came to me and kissed my head.

“So, you still hungry?” Frank asked me.

I nodded.

“Why don’t we just all go for dinner?” Frank suggested, I glanced at the clock and it read 6pm, perfect time for dinner.

I bit the inside of my cheek and gave them a weak nod in agreement, the clock I had used to check the time was the same clock that I had use for counting the passing minutes that reminded me I was a failure as a fertile. I shook my head and tried getting the thought out of my system and I put on a fake smile for my brother and husband. Since Frank was standing somewhat behind me he bought it and left the room for his keys, but since Gerard could see me, he also saw the fakeness in my smile. When Frank walked out of the room he got up and walked over to me.

“What’s up?” He asked putting a hand on my shoulder.

“Nothing.” I lied, he gave me a look, and he always knew when I lied. I sighed knowing I was defeated with just one look from my brother, “I’m still not pregnant.” I told him, he knew everything.

Frank was taking his time getting his keys. He must have known we were having a brotherly moment.

“Give it time Mikes, you’ll get there, and soon I will have a niece or nephew on the way. Just don’t think about it too much.” He told me, it made me feel better.

“Hey,” Frank said entering the room as soon as our conversation was over. “I called the restaurant and told them we were coming, do you wanna change Mikey?” He told me.
I looked at both of them; they were wearing the clothing they had worn to their work. Did I forget to mention they worked together? And their classrooms happened to be in the same corridor?

They were both dressed somewhat business casual, and there was me, in a hoddie, and jeans, without underwear. I nodded weakly and made my way into my room and quickly threw on a black dress shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans and ran a brush threw my blond hair. When I came back out Gerard was unseen and Frank was waiting at the door with my jacket in his hands.

“Where’s Gee?” I asked as Frank helped me put my jacket on.

“He went to pick up Lynz, then he’s gonna met us there.” He explained to me as we walked out the house and headed to the car.

Lindsey is Gerard’s wife, she goes by Lynz. They have been together as long as I could remember, before Frank and I have even met. As soon as they were legal age they got married, about 3 years later Frank and I got married.

Gerard and Frank met in their last year of elementary school and were best friends ever since, being 3 years younger than Gerard and Frank I never sought interest in hanging out with them. But on day, before Frank and Gerard left for high school, he decided to introduce us, call it love at first sight, but since then we have been together.

Dinner with Gerard and Lynz was fun like always. Nothing special happened while we were out, just a calm dinner with some great people, after dinner we decided to go out for drinks at some bar Gerard suggested. We ended up losing track of time and were being kicked out of the bar at 2am. As soon as we got in the car, tiredness took over my body and Frank had to carry me to bed. I loved that man so much.

*****************3 Months Later*****************

Frank and I still do it almost every weekend to try for a baby, but he has convinced me to stop taking test because he doesn’t want to get my hopes up. I think he’s losing faith in a baby, but he just won’t tell me. One regular Thursday, while Frank is still at work, I ran to the store and bought one test. Just one, but I made sure it was one of those good quality types.

I made sure to read the instructions twice before taking it. Like every other time I had taken a test, the silence before the bad news was killing me. I couldn’t take it. All of my emotions were running wild while I was sitting still in the kitchen table. At once, I shot up from the chair, grabbed the white stick, and ran into my bedroom and threw it in the can that sat next to Frank’s side of the bed without checking the results. I was breathing pretty hard and I felt tears in my eyes and before I knew it I couldn’t see anymore because of how blurry my vision had become.

Acting very childish I threw myself on the bed and sobbed my eyes out. I can’t take my own failure anymore. I have to do something to end this. But what can I do that Frank won’t see?

Notes

Hey guys, Blue_Moon72 here, sorry for the wait in updating, that's my bad :( anyways I suggest you check out all the stories I and my co-author have written.

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