The Hardest Part Is Letting Go Of Your Dreams

The next day I go to my one on one session with Dr Wentz and ten minutes in there's a knock at the door and Frank walks in. I stare over at him curiously and Dr Wentz says "Ah good Frank you're here. I wanted to invite you to this session today because I think there is some things to discuss with both of you." Frank nods and walks over sitting beside me and I reach out and take his hand in mine. Dr Wentz smiles before continuing. "Frank I'm sure you've seen the bruises on Gerard recently." Frank nods and Dr Wentz continues "Well they're a result of your condition Frank. I know you don't remember these things but you've hurt Gerard a few times." Frank stares at me with a horrified look on his face and I smile reassuringly, trying to calm him down. "Frank a new medication has become available to treat your condition. It's still in its testing phase but I think it could really help you however I need your consent to change your medication. Is this something you would consider?" Frank is still looking at me horrified as he chokes out "I really hurt you?" I drop my gaze to the floor and nod. "Whatever it takes to keep him safe" Frank says to Dr Wentz and Dr Wentz nods before telling us the session is over and letting us go. That afternoon Frank is given his first dose of the new medication and he spends the whole night feeling unwell and dizzy. When we go to bed he begs me to sleep with him so I reluctantly cross the room and get into bed with him.

The next day I wake up afraid of angry Frank but kind loving Frank is who I get when he wakes up. I sigh in relief and we lay in bed sharing soft slow kisses before we are forced to break apart and go to breakfast. The whole day passes with no mood changes and I finally feel safe around him again.
A week later Frank is still my Frankie with the exception of a few little mood swings that only lasted a few hours each and were no where near as bad. He lost his desire to be intimate with me which I am disappointed about but don't push. That night we climb into my bed together and Frank starts kissing up and down my jaw and neck and I decide to try and push it a little feeling so sexually frustrated. I flip us so Frank is on his back and I hover over him sucking bruises into his neck as I undo the string on his sweatpants. Once his pants are off I slide between his legs and push his thighs up and rest them on my shoulders as I lean in and breathe out over his balls teasingly. He groans and his hands slide down to tangle in my hair as I lean in and gently lap at them with my tongue, rolling them around before sucking one into my mouth and pulling lightly. His grip tightens before I release them and trail my tongue down to tease at his flushed pink hole. I lightly trail around with the tip of my tongue causing him to buck down against me trying to increase the pressure so I flatten my tongue and lick a hot trail right over his hole. He groans so I lick and gently suck around the area, driving him crazy from the sound of it and adding a finger, rubbing the tip around before sucking it into my mouth to slick it up before gently pushing it in, circling my tongue around as I go. Once I've worked my finger in and out a few times I start a steady pace as I lick back up over his balls and up his dick, suckling on the head and swallowing down the precum there. I slowly work a second finger in as I sink my mouth down over him, taking him the whole way in to the back of my throat causing him to scream out in pleasure. I pull back and whisper "Fuck my mouth babe" before sucking the head back into my mouth and relaxing my throat. Frank thrusts up hesitantly a few times before I moan around him in encouragement and he starts to really thrust, working himself up into my mouth and then back down onto the fingers that are buried in his ass. He groans out at the overload of pleasure and when he thrusts back down on my fingers I wiggle them slightly and brush his prostate. Frank tenses around my fingers at the stimulation and when he thrusts back up into my throat I swallow around him and he cums down my throat screaming out a string of profanities with my name mixed in. I let him slump back onto the bed before I pull my mouth off and gently work my fingers back out of him. I trail soft loving kisses from his knees up his thighs and across his hips, working my way up his torso until I reach his lips. He surges forward and slides his tongue into my mouth and I melt into the kiss, lowering my body to press against his, thrusting my hard dick against his hip as we kiss. When we pull apart for air Frank smiles up at me and says "I love you Gerard." I freeze for a second before a grin almost splits my face in two and I say "I love you too." We share another kiss, this one soft and slow before I roll off him and grab his hip, rolling him onto his side to face me and pulling him into my chest. I feel Franks hand trail down to cup my slowly deflating erection and I grab his wrist before whispering "It's ok babe. Let's just enjoy this" and sealing our lips together in a loving kiss again. My hands trail up and down his back as we kiss, only pulling apart for air occasionally and I finally feel completely happy and safe with Frank.

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