Promise You Won't Tell?

As I walked down the damp street from the storm that had luckily ended merely 5 minutes ago I tried to remember the short distance from here to the bar. Shit I thought. I really fucked up this time... After what seemed like hours I finally reached the bar. I sat on a stool by a man I couldn't seem to name... "Hey," he said. "I'm Frank." "Gerard." I replied. "1 beer" We said almost in sync. I grabbed for my wallet. DAMN-IT! It's back at the house. Then Frank pulled out 10 dollars and told the bartender it was for the both of us. "Dude," Frank said "You look crappy. . . What happened to you?--... Come on tell Franky what's on your mind." I finally replied, "My girlfriend caught me smoking and kicked me out... I'm sure she'll be over it soon, though." "Damn." Frank said. "2 more beers over here!" and he payed the bartender again. "Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked questioning his generosity. "Well, um-.... Er....... I......Uh........Um......... " "Spit it out!" "I think that a hot guy like you shouldn't be treated like that... And before you can call me gay and run out-" I hugged him to cut him off. "That was a nice way of telling me to 'shut up'." He said. i smiled at him. "You're hot, too" i said nervously. He leaned in for a kiss but I didn't protest. I kissed him. And It felt nice. You know? "Franky?" I said as i notice both of our rock hards. He blushed. "Yes Gee?" "Let's go to your place" I said with a wink.

Notes

So yes! Smut is coming soon! Sorry the chapters are small this is still my very first fan fiction story! And this box is bigger than it needs to be so i keep feeling like i need to write more....... Anywhore, wait no that's it lol.