Pills don't help but it sure is funny

I felt Gerards arm stroke over my back as mine and his lips met, he kept stroking it lower and lower until
he grabbed my ass. I moaned as I kept kissing him, feeling his tongue inside my mouth.
"You're good at this, babe" he moaned as he kept grabbing my ass.

"Thats flattering considering Im new to this.." I whisper under my breath.
Gerard either didnt hear or didnt care, but that didnt matter at this moment.
I wanted Gerard Arthur Way so much, I felt my lips move as he stroked his shaft
still in his boxers against my rock hard cock.

"You must really want this" he moaned as he bit his lips, he was right, but I just
responded with a moan. No, more like a roar.

He giggled under his breath as I felt his hand against me and him unzipping my pants.
His hand sliding across the middle of my cock. If I go to heaven,
it would still not be as good as this.

"put it in me" I groaned as I look at his cock, it was quite the size, but
nothing painful. Gerard smirked at me as drag himself closer,

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It was all over and I were covered in Gerard's cum, it might sound cliche but it
was the best sex I've ever had, considering I'd only had sex with one person, Kit Warner.
oh yeah Kit, I felt a stone in my stomach as I look at Gerard laying there in his boxers

he looked so perfect. Even with a bruise in his face, it was so beautiful.
I think Im starting to fall in love with him. Oh no



Gerard's pov*

"that felt good" I said as I breath heavily, I look over ar frank who seem to be deep in thoughts.
i got a bit worried but decided to ask him whats wrong. "Didnt you enjoy it?"
That came out wrong after all.

"oh no, I just came to think about the fact that I had to clean up after some stuff"
he giggled and went into the bathroom,
I watched how his perfect ass looked as he walked into the bathroom.
My t-shirt was laying on the bedside together with my pants.

I wish I could have dressed up a bit, I look pretty dull. I wanted to look my best for Frank,
somehow I think I've got feelings for him. But its been so long since I've
ever loved someone that I will keep it on distance.

Frank was using quite some time in the bathroom, so by the time
I stood up and started to look
around the apartment. It wasnt too much, it was one
of the smallest in the building probably.
Frank had put a few Black Flag posters around a mirror by
the edge of the room.

As i walk to the mirror I see a big black scrapbook with the words "The alright 1920's" it sounded like a band name, which I guess it was. I had no idea Frank playd in a band.

i opened the book not to see Frank but a long black haired handsome man probably on somerhing that looked like an album cover. Over his head was thw words "the alright 1920's" written in big
white letters. On the next page I saw the same man with two other men on the stage playing
guitar and singing.

His hair was styled like a typical wannabe Twiggy Raminez artist,
over the pictures there stood dates and locations. Suddenly I hear something fall onto the ground,
i quickly turn as I yell loudly "Frankie?!" There was no answer.

Notes

Spoooks (short å chapter but two chapters in a day so whoooa)

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