Brendon’s P.O.V.

“Oh, Mikey… don’t cry,” I murmured, wiping a few tears that started to drip down his face. “I’ll kick his ass, Mikes-”

“No,” Mikey said, “Please, Brendon, just leave him alone.” He sighed, resting his head on my shoulder. “H-he’s my only friend. Please… just leave him out of this.”

“Well, okay, Mikey.” I kissed his forehead, wrapping my arms tightly around him. “If that’s what you want…”

“He’s… he’s right though,” Mikey said, sniffling. “I really am a hypocrite. I promised him that we’d go for coffee, and I forgot. Some friend I am…”

“Mikey, you’re a wonderful friend and a beautiful boyfriend,” I assured him, bringing him in for another kiss. “We all make mistakes, love.” I took his hand and gently led him away from the Starbucks, determined to get his mind off of Justin.

“Y’know,” I said, “My parents are gonna be gone for the week on a business trip. If you want, you could stay a few nights. We could act like a married couple.”

Mikey smiled, an adorable blush appearing on his face. “I… I’d like that, Brendon.”

We began the walk back to my place, discussing things that were currently going on in our personal lives. I avoided Justin as much as possible in order to keep Mikey from bursting into tears.

We were about a block away from my home when it started raining. It wasn’t even a light sprinkle, either- it was raining buckets within seconds, which caused a cute little shriek to escape from Mikey. We began to sprint, laughing as the rain soaked us to the bone. We made it to my porch, gasping for breath between giggles.

As soon as we caught our breath, I pulled Mikey in for a passionate kiss. My arms slipped around his waist, and his circled around my neck. He opened his mouth slightly, allowing my tongue to slip in. He let out a tiny hum of pleasure, content as I expressed my love to him in a manner that didn’t use words.

“Really? Kissing in the rain? Do you two have any idea how cliché that is?”

Frank had opened the door, an amused smirk on his face. Mikey’s face was bright red, which caused a chuckle to escape Frank’s lips. “Well, are you two coming inside or what? Y’know, people catch colds and shit doing stuff like this.”

I took Mikey’s hand and led him inside. Frank handed a towel to each of us and said, “I need to go take care of something. I’ll be back soon.”

“See you later, Frank,” I said. He grabbed an umbrella and headed out to his car, muttering something about the weather under his breath.

As Mikey toweled off, he trembled from the cold. “Hey, Bren, could I use your shower?”

“Yeah, sure, Mikes,” I replied, kissing his cheek. “It’s upstairs, third door in the right.”

“Thank you,” Mikey said, walking up the stairs. I smiled lovingly at him and followed him upstairs, heading into my room. I looked through my closet for some dry clothes that would fit Mikey. I came up with an old Joy Division t-shirt and black sweatpants.

The shower was now running, which brought something to my attention- Mikey was… well, naked in my home. Upon realizing this, my face went red. Mikey was in the shower across the hall, naked and beautiful and-

I sighed, needing a moment to calm down. I’ve seen him naked before, and I really liked what I saw. Maybe at the time I wouldn’t admit it, but I really did like Mikey’s body. A smile made its way to my face as I left the room and walked across the hall.

Mikey was singing, so he didn’t hear me open the door. Quietly, I slipped off my clothes and joined him in the shower. I then decided to make my presence known by wrapping my arms around him from behind.

A very comical shriek escaped Mikey. I chuckled and pressed a kiss to the side of his neck. “Hey, baby.”

“B-B-B-Brendon, wh-why are y-y-you in he-here?” Mikey managed to squeak.

“What, am I not allowed to see my boyfriend naked?” I asked, kissing his cheek.

“W-we… I-I… uhm…”

“You’re so cute when you’re flustered, Mikey,” I murmured, “Really, really cute.”

I gently pushed him against the wall, kissing him deeply. A small moan escaped him as we kissed, sparking a small flame between the two of us.

“Mikes,” I asked, “Have you ever had any sexual encounters with your ex?”

“N-n-no,” Mikey gasped.

“So you’re a virgin?”

Mikey nodded, burying his face into the crook of my neck. He was embarrassed, I could see that, but I didn’t mind. I gave him a small, loving kiss and whispered, “Then I’ll be the one to make your first time memorable, if you’ll let me.”

“Y-yes,” Mikey whispered. “Yes…”

I pressed my crotch against his own semi-hard member, earning a small moan in response. I pressed a series of kisses onto his neck, relishing in the tiny moans and gasps that escaped him. My lips pressed against a particularly sensitive part of his neck, which caused a much louder moan to echo off the shower walls. Smirking to myself, I gently bit down in the same spot, causing a choked gasp to emerge from Mikey’s throat.

“O-oh, B-Brendon, ri-right there,” Mikey gasped. I gently began to suck on his pale skin, knowing that it’d leave behind a very visible hickey. I didn’t care, and apparently, neither did Mikey. I began to grind against him, my hardening cock needing the friction.

I pulled Mikey in for a long, passionate kiss. The water poured down on us, but it didn’t extinguish the fire of passing that was growing between the two of us. A battle of dominance took place between the two of us, with Mikey surprising me with his passion. Finally, the need for air caused us to break the kiss.

“You look beautiful, Mikey,” I murmured, my hands sliding lower on his thin body. My lips brushed against his ear. “So beautiful.” I rested my hands on his ass, earning a tiny squeak in response. “I’m… I’m happy that you and I were assigned to do that project together.”

Mikey’s wanton moan echoed off the walls as I squeezed his ass, which sent a shiver up my spine. I knew that this was meant to be. I was meant to make Mikey moan in pleasure and hard with arousal, and so far, I was doing a damn good job at it.

But there was something I wanted to hear more than moans.

I lifted Mikey up slightly, hinting for him to wrap his legs around my waist. Since there was a small stream of water running down his back, I knew that lubrication wouldn’t be a problem.

“Mikey… may I?”

“Y-yes,” Mikey murmured, “Yes, p-please…”

Slowly, I pushed a finger into Mikey, carefully holding him against the wall. As I stretched him, My lips pressed kisses along Mikey’s jawline, neck, shoulders, and chest. I stopped at one of Mikey’s nipples and gently scraped my tongue across it, earning a loud gasp. Smiling, I sucked on his sensitive skin, listening to his moans crescendo.

“F-f-fuck, Br-Brendon!” Mikey’s breathing grew ragged, telling me to finish stretching him and get on to what I’ve wanted to do since I snuck in and joined him.

“Ready, Mikey?” I asked. A moan of anticipation escaped Mikey, giving me my answer. I lined up with his hole and slowly began to push in, allowing him to get used to the sensation. Our position allowed me to see Mikey’s face perfectly, and allowed me to search for any signs of discomfort.

“Breathe, Mikey,” I murmured, kissing the corner of his mouth, “Breathe and relax.” Mikey’s ass was tight and warm, his moans were arousing, and his body was beautiful in every way. “Goddamn, you’re gorgeous.”

“Brendon,” Mikey moaned, “Oh, Jesus Christ…”

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

A choked moan was Mikey’s only response. He buried his face into the crook of my neck, breathing hard. I felt his fingernails dig into my back as I slowly began to thrust in and out, searching for his prostate.

The scream of pleasure that erupted from Mikey’s throat told me that I found it. “Holy fu-fucking shit, Brendon, faster!”

I smiled, more than happy to oblige. The pace of my thrusts grew faster and harder, which caused Mikey’s moans to increase in volume. Once of my hands grasped Mikey’s cock and began to jerk him off at the speed of my thrusts.

Mikey came hard with a cry, his cum splattering across my chest, hand, and stomach. He looked at me through lust-clouded eyes, breathing hard. He pressed his lips to mine and expressed the emotions that he was simply unable to say at the moment. With a few final thrusts, I came inside him, moaning into his mouth.

I pulled out of Mikey, helping him put his feet back on the ground. We cleaned up in a comfortable silence and toweled each other off, the two of us satisfied after what we had done.

I led Mikey to my room, where he immediately slipped into bed. The clothes I had set out for him were now of no concern for either of us- right now, we were tired, but content. I joined Mikey in bed, wrapping my arms around his thin frame. We shared a lazy kiss before I asked, “Did you like that, Mikes?”

Mikey hummed in response, burying his face into my chest. “Yeah… that was… wow. I, uh, I didn’t think that I’d lose my virginity in the shower, but… it was great. It felt good, Brendon.”

“You sound tired, baby,” I murmured, kissing his hair. “Go to sleep, Mikey.”

Mikey didn’t need to be told twice. His breathing began to level out, and soon, he was sound asleep, wrapped in my arms. I was prepared to join him when I heard a knock on my door. Reluctantly, I left the bed, and walked across the room. I poked my head out and saw Frank, who had his cellphone in his hand.

“I just texted Gerard to let him know that Mikey is staying the night. You’re welcome, by the way,” Frank said.

“Oh, right. Thanks, Frankie.”

“Also… if you’re going to do it in the shower, please give me some warning next time. I’d rather not come home to hearing Mikey Way moaning your name. I mean, I get that you two are gonna have sex, but really, warn me.”

“Sorry. I thought you were going to be gone long enough for me to finish up.”

Frank sighed, smiling slightly. “Whatever, man. See you in the morning, Bren.”

I closed the door and slipped back into bed, wrapping my arms around my sleeping boyfriend once again. I soon joined him in sleep, feeling happier than I had ever been in a long time.

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