Bondage Mansion

***Gerard***

When Gerard entered the study he saw that both Frank and Robert were formally dressed as if a normal business transaction were being conducted. Peter was there as well standing by for whatever might be needed of him. As usual Frank had stayed seated slouched in a chair when Gerard entered. Robert crossed over to him quickly and took both his hands.

"Gee…you look…breathtaking."

Gerard blushed at this compliment.

"It was mother's."

Both Gerard and Robert looked at Frank when he spoke.

"It was especially made for her by my father."

Suddenly the dress took on a whole new meaning and Gerard started to feel honored that he was allowed to wear it. He did not know much about Frank's mother, other than that she use to live here when Frank and Robert were younger. Frank was still a mystery to him. Frank cleared his throat.

"Now that we are all here, we can begin with the formalities of the contract."

On the desk was the envelope from the breakfast table. The contract was out next to two quills. Robert let go of one hand and led Gerard to the desk with the other. He helped him to sit in one of the chairs and then went to the back of the desk and picked up one of the quills. Frank rose from his seat and stood in front of the desk. He also picked up a quill. He and Robert bowed to each other formally and signed the contract. Robert held his quill out to Peter and he took it and signed his name as well. Gerard realized that he was being a witness. He placed the quill back along with Frank and all three gentlemen bowed to each other.

"Mr. Wentz, if you would be so kind as to read main rules of the contract."

Peter nodded to Frank, picked up the contract and began.

"Master Robert McCracken and Francesco Anthony Iero have agreed to enter the contact in hand, which is binding until complete. The contract is for a 30 day period starting from this date signed. Both Gentlemen will compete for the prize of the hand of Mistress Gerard Arthur Way…."

"Mistress?"

Gerard looked at Peter in surprise.

"Begging your pardon Sir, it was a slip bearing on the attire."

Gerard was about to say it was alright when Frank turned to him and glared.

"Did anyone speak to you?"

Gerard just realized that he broke one of the rules of the contract.

"No Sir, I apologize."

"That is better. Please continue Mr. Wentz, although you were rudely interrupted."

Peter cleared his throat and began to read again.

"…Mister Gerard Arthur Way as well as the inheritance of the Mansion, its surrounding land, and all returning income from outside endeavors. The other must vacate the premises with nothing and gain nothing from the family for the rest of their existence. Do both gentlemen agree with this contract?"

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

"By my witnessed signature I have heard your answers and have accepted them."

With that Robert and Frank crossed to each other and in front of Peter shook hands in an accord. Once this was over, Peter bowed to both of them as well as toward Gerard and left the room. Frank slouched back into the chair again and looked at Robert and nodded. Robert nodded back and turned to address Gerard.

"Gee…I, um."

He walked up to Gerard and took his hands. Gerard looked into Robert's eyes and saw concern and worry. He opened his mouth to speak, but a quick glance at Frank made him stop.

"Gee, you will be spending the first three days under Frank's choices."

Gerard gulped and nodded.

"I may not see you at all or I may see you in passing and at meals. You are not to talk to me or interact with me unless you are permitted to."

Tears started to form in the corners of Gerard's eyes. Robert used his thumb and brushed the tears away and held his cheek. He leaned in and kissed both eyes and the rest of the tears away. Gerard became bold and leaned in to kiss Robert. He pressed his lips onto Robert's and took in the dry chapped press back. They kissed chastely till Frank cleared his throat. Robert pulled back first, which caused Gerard to tremble a bit. Robert squeezed his hand one more time and then let go. He turned to Frank and bowed. Frank just nodded back. Robert looked at Gerard one more time and then walked out the door and closed it behind him leaving Gerard and Frank alone.

Gerard just stood there with small tears falling down his cheeks. He reached up and brushed them away and looked up in time to see Frank looking at him, almost studying him. He wants to say something, but doesn't. Frank, who was not only slouching in the chair, but had one leg draped over the side of the arm dangling down, just smirked knowingly.

"You want to talk so badly don't you? Make no mistake though; I do not want to hear your thoughts or opinions until I give them to you."

Gerard sighed in defeat and began to collapse into the chair behind him.

"I don't think I gave you permission to sit did I?"

"No Sir."

"Good, now kneel in front of me."

Gerard crossed over to Frank and after carefully arranging the skirt of the dress he kneeled gracefully in front of Frank. Frank just snorted unimpressed.

"Man, when I tell you to kneel I you just hit the floor."

Gerard wants to protest about taking care of the dress because it was Frank's mother's, but says nothing.

"You were thinking of the dress weren't you?"

Gerard nods his head yes. Frank brings his leg off the armrest and leans uncomfortably close to Gerard.

"Would you like to know what makes that dress so special?"

Gerard just looks at him resisting the urge to lean back.

"It's tear-away."

Gerard tries to take in what Frank said when Frank suddenly reaches out the rips one sleeve right off Gerard. Gerard cries out and clutches at the newly exposed skin. This makes Frank leer and he grabs the collar and rips it down so that the entire front of the dress is open and the bodice underneath exposed too. Gerard protectively crosses his arms over his chest. Frank chuckles and sits back in the chair casually draping his leg over the armrest once again. Gerard begins to cry again, but this time in earnest. Frank just watches him and smiles. The breaking has begun.

It feels like an eternity before frank orders Gerard onto his feet. By then it is almost noon and the sun is high in the sky. Gerard gets up still guarding his chest. The dress falls loosely and hangs from his hips without the front to hold it on. Frank walks in front of him and pulls the ribbon off of the front. To Gerard's surprise it comes off in one piece.

"Put your arms behind your back.

Gerard, defeated, just obeys quickly. Frank ties the two wrists together tightly slightly cutting into the skin. Gerard winces and tries to move his wrists, but it is no use. Frank goes back in front of him and Gerard tries to hold his head high. Frank lifts his hand and runs his finger from Gerard's neck down the front of the bodice. Gerard shivers at the contact. Frank smiles.

"You look so good tied up like that….but I think we can do better."

Frank grabs the front of the skirt and trails his hand down to the bottom. He finds the hidden snaps and rips them apart once again eliciting a cry from
Gerard. Gerard loses his balance and with no way to stop himself, falls down onto his knees with his legs splayed out. The place where the skirt was ripped allows the stockings to peek through and shows the garter belt. Frank licks his lips appreciating the view. Gerard cannot help but blush, the color creeping over his chest. At that moment there is a knock on the door and Frank allows entry. Jamia comes in then bows to Frank. She sees Gerard, quite a sight on the floor, and tries not to flinch.

"You wanted me to tell you when the noon meal was ready Sir?"

"Ah good. Help Gerard up, clean him up and meet me at the table."

"But, Robert will be there!"

Frank just looked at Gerard when he spoke. Frank walked over to Gerard, bent over and slapped him hard on the face. He grabbed him by the hair and pulled hard so that Gerard's face was under his looking at him. Gerard closed his eyes as the pain rushed in.

"Did I say you could talk bitch?!"

Frank's words caused spittle to land on Gerard's face.

"Look at me when I am talking to you!"

Gerard opened his eyes and saw the venom in Frank's. He groaned when his hair was pulled harder.

"N-N-N-o S-S-S-ir."

"You will do what I say, when I say it! You are mine to command and control, do you understand?!"

"Y-Y-es S-S-ir."

"You will be punished for this later."

Frank pulled on Gerard's hair once more to place emphasis in his words and then dropped it forcibly back down. Gerard cried from the pain. Frank walked out of the room. When he heard the door slam shut, Gerard let out a wail and cried harder. Jamia crossed over to him and caressed his scalp where she saw Frank fist his hand. She got down onto her knees and kissed the back of his neck gentle while massaging it in little circles. Gerard looked up into her eyes and sniffed loudly. Jamia smiled and moved in front of Gerard and placed one of her hands on the exposed stocking and traced lazy circles there. She kept massaging his scalp with the other hand. She leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Gerard's lips using the hand on his thigh to brace herself. Gerard melted into the kiss easily. Jamia shuffled forward till she was straddling the thigh that her hand was not on. She continued to kiss him and slowly brought the hand up from his thigh and traced the garter belt. She snapped it against his thigh and Gerard jumped a little and pressed further into the kiss. Jamia continued to trail her hand up his side tracing the exposed bodice and stroking the material. She worked her arm around to Gerard's back and used the leverage to press closer to him. Gerard wished that he could hold her too, to thank her for knowing what he needed even when he did not understand why. Finally, after what felt like hours, Jamia broke the kiss to gasp for air. She smiled at Gerard and he smiled back. Jamia rose up and helped Gerard to his feet. She took his arm and guided him out of the study and down the hall to the dining room. He leaned his head onto her shoulder and whispered, "Thank you."

***Bert***

Robert was already seated with Frank when the two women entered the room. Robert took one look at Gerard and then turned to Frank and snarled.

"What did you do to him?!"

"Nothing actually….yet."

Frank smiled wide at Robert as Robert continued to clench his fists. He wanted to punch Frank in the face, but under the contract, he could do nothing. This was within his rights. Robert watched helplessly as Jamia guided Gerard around to Frank's side of the table to seat Gerard. The problem was, there was no chair there. It was removed this morning to make room for the silver cart. Jamia brought Gerard over and Frank nodded at her and she left to get Frank's food.

"Kneel."

It was one word, but Robert watched in horror as Gerard obeyed and just fell to his knees with no regard for his posture of the clothes he was wearing. Gerard's legs splayed obscenely for Frank and he landed on his bound hands which had him thrusting his chest outward. Robert licked his lips and swallowed hard. Gerard pushed off of his wrists and sat straight up which corrected his posture, but not his legs. Frank reached out and patted Gerard on the head like an animal. Robert was about to say something when Jamia appeared with the silver cart with a large silver dome on it. When she revealed its contents there was two bowls of creamed soup. They were very red in color, almost like blood. Knowing that Frank did not eat meat, he assumed that it was some kind of vegetable, but there was no steam coming off either one of them.

"Consommé, cold cream soup."

Frank looked at Robert answering his question.

Jamia placed a bowl in front of Frank and the other one on the floor. At first Robert thought that Frank was going to make Gerard lick it out of the bowl. There was no way that he would be able to balance with his arms bound and would fall in face first! Then he saw Jamia get down on her knees and crawl to straddle an exposed thigh of Gerard's. She brought a spoon down into the liquid and lifted it to Gerard's mouth. Gerard opened up and took the soup in. It must have been delicious because he heard Gerard groan in appreciation and not lying to himself, the sound went straight to his cock. Jamia was feeding Gerard faster than he could handle it and some soup dribbled down his neck and inside the bodice. Robert watched the descent of the liquid and his cock twitched again. He thought about licking the soup off of Gerard and then thought that maybe Frank was thinking the same thing. Robert looked at Frank, but he just continued to eat, not paying any attention to the spectacle next to him. Meanwhile, Robert's food was getting cold and he had to send it back for a new plate. He finally began to eat his own meal when it returned, but still continued to watch Jamia feed Gerard and the soup dripping out of the side of his mouth.

***Frank***

Frank knew what was going through Robert's mind. The almost obscene display happening next to him was hard not to watch, but his strategy was to pay attention to Robert's reactions while pretending to be ignorant of the scene. His own cock was getting hard with every sound that dripped from Gerard's mouth. He thought about when he would be the one causing those sounds to fall from his lips and that only excited him further. He would not show this to Robert though. He had a good poker face that won him many games and money to live on. He was not about to show his hand now and especially when Robert did not know if he had already did something to Gerard from the look of the torn outfit. Bluffing was also a specialty of Iero and he was going to let Robert suffer in spades. He saw for a minute that Robert was preoccupied and glanced to his side quickly and almost hitched a breath. Both Jamia and Gerard were breathing heavily from both serving and consuming the soup. Gerard had red streaks tracing from his mouth to his neck and down into the bodice and Jamia had red streaks on her hand where the soup had dripped down from the tilting of the spoon. He quickly looked back at his soup, which was nearly gone, before Robert looked over again. Soon he was done with his meal and was wiping his mouth with the napkin. He saw that Robert's food was barely touched and smirked at this. His eyes were still fixed on the two on the floor. Frank cleared his throat and he could feel all eyes fall on him. He pushed himself from the table and stood up.

"That was quite a satisfying meal, wouldn't you agree Robert?"

Robert looked at Frank and nodded.

"Ah, but it is not over without something sweet, am I right?"

Now Robert looked at Frank differently. At the moment Frank looked down at Gerard and smiled. Robert did not like the look on his face at all.

"Jamia, please see that Gerard is cleaned up and have him brought to my room for dessert."

Frank punctuated the word 'dessert' and lifted an eyebrow to Robert. He then smiled and made his leave. He left knowing what would happen next. Jamia was to clear the dishes and leave Gerard alone with Robert for a moment. He wanted to see if he would chance talking to him. Frank was confident that Gerard would not, but he would love an excuse to punish him. He already had one, but more would be better. He grabbed his crotch and rearranged his dick thinking about what to do with his hard on. Sure he could have his way with Gerard now, but what would be the fun in that. He wanted to take his time and watch Gerard dangle wondering what was coming next. He decided that he would just rub one off while waiting for Jamia to return with his treasure. Yes, that sounded like a solid plan for now.

***Bert***

Jamia rose and placed the soup bowls on the sliver cart. She brought them back into the kitchen and left Gerard alone with Robert. Robert took the opportunity to rise and go over to Gerard. Standing in front of him, Gerard looked almost debauched. Gerard saw the way Robert was looking at him and he turned his gaze to the floor and blushed.

"Gee I…"

Robert did not get a chance to say anything more because Jamia returned and saw him in front of Gerard and frowned. Robert bowed in apology and stepped back letting Jamia in front of Gerard. She lifted him up by his arms and bowed to Robert. She led Gerard out of the dining room in the direction if the stairs. Robert fell down heavily in his chair. His cold food did not look appetizing anymore. He grabbed a few rolls off the table and made his way to the study. He really needed to get some work done. Contest or not, he was still running the business and had to continue as usual. But before anything else he had better get himself off or his head would be filled with images of Gerard on his knees in front of him instead on the books and numbers. Robert sighed as he looked up the stairs and saw Gerard's bedroom door close. He sighed again, grabbed his crotch and headed into the study.

***Gerard***

No sooner had the door closed, Gerard found himself pushed against it and Jamia kissing him hard. She licked the spilled soup off his lips and around his mouth.

"Taste so good, just want to eat you right now."

Jamia panted out the words as she moved onto Gerard's neck. Gerard groaned as she sucked the trails of red liquid off his skin, being careful not to leave any marks.

"Sir told me to clean you up, but he never said how."

Jamia smirked at Gerard and went back to kiss him. Gerard pushed into it as much as he could without losing his balance. Jamia was holding him against the door tightly pushing her thigh between his legs. He groaned at the pressure on his cock and pressed back into her. This made her kiss him harder.

"We really need to get you out of this dress and into something more comfortable."

With those words she stepped away from him and grabbed the material and tore it away from his body. He gasped at the cool air on his skin and then he was covered once again by Jamia's body, her hand running all over the bodice. Gerard leaned his head down and pressed his lips to her neck. He was not sure why he wanted to do this, but it just felt right. She shivered from the contact of his mouth on her skin and pressed into his tighter. He knew he had no attraction to women, but he just needed this from Jamia right now and she seem to understand this. She moved from his neck to lick the red trails off his chest. She removed the bodice and continued to work her way down to his stomach. Gerard's breathing was erratic and Jamia could sense his nerves kicking in. She came back up and kissed him again. They made out like that for a few more minutes till Jamia broke the kiss.

"We should get you ready before Sir starts to become concerned at our absence."

Breathlessly Gerard agrees, but cannot help going for one more kiss. Jamia agrees by leaning in one more time. They break away together this time both panting and flushed. Jamia helps him step out of the rest of the torn dress and helps seat him at the vanity. Gerard's wrists are really starting to hurt now and he gives a pleading look to Jamia to untie him, but she shakes her head sadly. He figured as much. Jamia began to take his hair down and brush it out. He shivered at the brush strokes and leaned back into her warm body. She embraced him tightly and smiled at his reflection. She then put the brush down and went into the dressing room and returned with another outfit. This one was shimmery like her own. It was composed of a short skirt attached to a barely there top. Gerard turned to the side of the seat to give Jamia better access. She dropped to her knees and slipped the skirt over his stockinged legs and inched it up to his thighs. She planted kisses on his chest and he lifted his ass up so the skirt could rest on his hips. She brought the top part up and zipped it up his back. She picked up two pieces of material off the floor and moved to his back. She looped them each around his bare arms and zipped them up. They were like sleeves, but not attached to the outfit. Jamia moved back to the front of Gerard and sat up on her knees and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I wish I could release your arms, I would love to feel your hands on me right now."

Gerard groaned at the revelation and leaned in and kissed her hard and wanton. She dropped her hands into his and they locked finger while they kissed longingly. Jamia pulled back and giggled and this made Gerard blush.

"I better do your make up now so I cannot kiss you anymore without smearing it."

"Yes, or we will never get out of here and both be in trouble."

Jamia agreed, but planted one more chaste kiss on his lips before proceeding in adding the color back to them from before. Once this was done, she touched up the liner that was smudged by his tears. When she was satisfied with the results she put the pencil down and helped Gerard to his feet. She walked him to the door and opened it. They walked through and descended the stairs with linked arms. Once Gerard was upright he realized just how short the skirt really was. He started to feel self-conscious and Jamia gave him a reassuring squeeze on his arm. They made their way down the hall to Frank's room. As Gerard walked, Jamia explained that the first door was her room. They stopped there and she excused herself and stepped into it. When she emerged she had a pair of higher heeled shoes in her hand.

"I was supposed to put these on you earlier, but I figured you may be unsteady on the stairs in them so I waited till we were here to fetch them."

Gerard smiled in appreciation for her concern. Jamia bent down and removed the low heeled slippers and placed the higher ones onto to Gerard's feet. This made Gerard grow by four inches. Jamia noted that they looked inviting with his stockinged legs and the fact that the skirt did not hide the garter, much like her outfit. She linked arms again with him and they continued down the hall. Gerard saw two more doors, one at the very end of the hall. They did not continue to this door, but stopped in front of the one before it. Jamia looked at him again and smiled. He smiled back and tried to take in a deep breath. It was just like entering the study and Gerard was feeling a little dizzy again. Jamia anticipated this and stepped up very close to his back. She pressed herself in close and circled her arms around his waist. He felt the warmth of her chest on his back as well as the cool chains from her collar. She pressed wantonly against his ass and ran her tongue over the exposed flesh on his back up to his neck. He relaxed and leaned back into it and once again it was just want he needed. The dizziness melted away and he could breathe normally again. Jamia stepped back and linked arms again with Gerard. They both smiled at each other and Jamia knocked on the door.

"Kneel."

***Frank***

As the door was opening, both dropped to their knees and were greeted by Frank smirking down at them. He gave Jamia a look and she untied Gerard's wrists.

"Crawl."

Once his bondage was released, Gerard looked up at Frank and got on his hands and knees. Since Jamia was not sure that she was being addressed too, she also got on her hands and knees. Frank stepped back from the entrance and they both crawled into the bedroom. Frank watched and appreciated the rear view. He watched both asses swaying with each step they made further in. He noticed that Jamia followed very close to Gerard, almost right on top of him. She was being very protective, even though she was still following orders perfectly. He decided to keep this information in mind. When they were in the middle of the room he gave the command to stop and turn around. They both obeyed and displayed themselves in front of Frank. He smirked at this and decided to test something. He walked over to Jamia and offered his hand to her. She took it and he helped her up. He looked at Gerard and ordered him to stay where he was. He brought Jamia over to the edge of the bed and looked into her eyes. She understood what he wanted and she crawled upon the bed and took up a position on her knees in front of him. He grabbed her neck and pulled her towards him kissing her roughly. He heard Gerard gasp and smiled into the kiss until he noticed a funny taste. He licked Jamia's lips and she softly groaned, but he did it for another reason. The taste was unmistakable; it was the rich beet and carrot laden soup from this afternoon's meal. He supposed that she could have taken a taste when they were finished with their bowls, but he had a feeling that was not how she chose to taste the sweet concoction. Out of the corner of his sight he could see Gerard watching the kiss and saw the recognition in his eyes. He had tasted her after they left to get him dressed! He could not believe this new knowledge and his mind started churning on how he could use this to his advantage. He knew that Gerard was like him and not interested in women, but it did not mean that he could not have some interest in what Jamia could do. He wondered how far it had gotten or if given the chance, how far it would go. He decided to test this theory. He broke his kiss away from Jamia and frowned at her.

"On second thought, I find myself fatigued from the soup this afternoon and require a rest before dinner. Jamia have Gerard rest in your room until I call for you both."

Jamia nodded and removed herself from the bed. She looked at Frank and he nodded consent. She helped Gerard up and they made their way out of the bedroom. He watched them leave and closed the door. He then crossed to the wall that shared the servant's quarters and moved aside the heavy tapestry. On the other side was an ingenious invention of his father's. It was a glass window that showed the inside of the servant's quarters, but not back into his room. On their side it was a mirror. He discovered it after Jamia had gone to sleep the other night. He placed the corner of the tapestry on the hook jutting out of the wall and moved a chair to sit in front of it. The window/mirror was located with a view of the door and the bed. He watched as the door opened and Jamia and Gerard entered. As soon as they did Jamia had Gerard pushed up against the door and was aggressively kissing him. What surprised Frank was that Gerard reciprocated with just as much force. He watched as their hands explored each other's body, moving up under their skirts and into their hair. Even thought he had jerked off earlier, he felt the bulge beginning to grow once again. He scooted forward to get a better view and he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out once more. Jamia had now pried Gerard off the door and guided him to the bed. She pushed him down into a seated position and straddled his lap. They continued to kiss and Gerard ran his hands up and down her back and she fisted in his hair. Frank grabbed the oil from his night table and poured some on his hand. He plunged his fist around his cock and squeezed hard. Jamia was grinding down onto Gerard's lap and Gerard had his head thrown back and was holding himself up with his arms. Frank stopped long enough to pull a lever next to the mirror and suddenly the room was flooded with the moaning and gasping of the two writhing in the next room. Frank figured that his father got off on the sounds and this was why he had found a way to funnel it into the room to go with the visual. Frank was grateful for this since it was Gerard's groan at the meal that got him hard in the first place. He listened while he pumped his dick letting his own sounds mix with theirs. He listened as he heard Jamia speak.

"Oh Gerard, I can still taste you from this afternoon."

Gerard groaned loudly and Jamia proceeded to lick his neck and chest as he arched up to meet her tongue. Frank jacked off faster watching the expression on Gerard's face. He wondered with bated breath whether they were going to actually fuck when Gerard answered his question.

"Wish I could be inside you, but I won't use you like that."

Jamia smiled at this statement and pressed down to whisper in his ear, fortunately the sounds were magnified so even a whisper would be heard loud and clear.

"Such a gentleman or should I say gentlewoman?'

Gerard smiled at this and agreed that she could call him anything she wanted to as long she kept her tongue in contact with his skin. She laughed at this and began to run a stream of filthy words into his ear and Frank moaned at all the things she said she could do to him if he was into women. He started to really go to town on himself after that. He imagined that it was him on the bed, that Gerard was straddling and whispering dirty thoughts and secrets to. He opened his eyes to see Jamia throw herself backwards, and Gerard catch her as she came hard against him with a shout of his name. Gerard brought her back and kissed her hard and Frank lost it after that and came hard, with a groan, all over his hand. He stepped up to tapestry and used it to clean his hand off. He returned to the window in time to hear Jamia thank him for that.

"But I want to do something for you too."

"I may have been able to get you off, but it does not work in reverse. You are a great kisser do not get me wrong, but it is not the same for me."

Both Jamia and Frank could see that Gerard was hard and they both wanted to do something about it. It was Jamia that came up with the idea.

"Why don't you get yourself off then? I can just watch and maybe encourage you a bit?"

Suddenly Gerard blushed and Frank realized that he was embarrassed. He just allowed Jamia to use his covered dick to get off, but he was apprehensive about letting her see it. This let Frank know more about Gerard's modesty and he started to think of ways to exploit it. Jamia, on the other hand, thought that Gerard was being cute and suggested that he crawl under covers and stay hidden while he jerked off. Although Frank really wanted to see Gerard's cock, he figured it could wait till tomorrow. He was shocked when Gerard apologized to Jamia for his thoughtlessness and agreed to do it. So Frank could at least hear what he sounded like when he got off. That was better than nothing right now. He watched as Gerard tucked himself in the sheets while Jamia positioned herself in front of him. He then reached under and removed his undergarments. Jamia retrieved some oil from the draw and poured some onto Gerard's hand. He moved it around a bit and then reached under the sheet and groaned when he made contact with his cock. Gerard threw his head back and groaned louder as Jamia began to crawl her way up to his chest and plant kisses on it. His hand moved rapidly and the sheet began to move up and down. She worked her way up to his neck and then to his lips. She took a moan into her mouth as she kissed him hard. He kissed her back and Frank felt his cock twitch again even though he had just come. Gerard was more powerful than he thought, something else to explore this month. Jamia abandoned his lips and moved to his ears. She started to spill dirty words and ideas into them and Frank was getting excited about them too. He was surprised that she dared to talk about Frank instead of Robert. What was more surprising was her describing him kissing her and using her mouth to get off was getting Gerard all hot and bothered and before he realized he started to stutter indicating that he was really close. Gerard's eyes were closed and he did not see the devious look in Jamia's eyes. Frank was intrigued as to what she was planning. She continued to talk about the sensation of having his dick in her mouth as she slowly sucked on his earlobe and carefully pulled down the sheet covering him. She wanted to see what he looked like and even Frank was getting curious again. Jamia continued to distract Gerard with filthy words and she slowly revealed his cock to herself and unknowingly to Frank. Frank felt like a child on Christmas unwrapping a long awaited present. When she finally pulled it down far enough she and Frank gasped at the sight of Gerard's slick member. It was big and thick, although not as thick as Frank's, and Gerard looked so good running his hand up and down it. Jamia could not help it and started to describe what it would be like to feel Frank's hand around it and snaked her hand around the base causing Gerard to stiffen a bit. She continued to encourage him to keep going and pushed his hand up to the head and over the sensitive slit. He moaned again and played with the head while she took over the whole shaft. Frank could see her mouth water with the want of getting her lips wrapped around it. He too wanted to taste Gerard, but knew that she would not take a chance and go that far. The litany of words continued to spill out of her mouth as she fisted his shaft and he twisted his hand over the top of the head. Frank had started to jerk off again surprised that he not only got hard again in a short time, but that he wanted to cum again. She brought Gerard to his finale by describing Frank pushing her onto her knees and shoving his dick between her legs in just the right spot that he caressed her clit. When she told about her orgasm, Gerard and Frank both threw their heads back and came at the same time all over their hands. Jamia moved her hand up to aid in getting all the cum out of Gerard as he rode out his orgasm hard, shaking all over. When he finally collapsed onto his back she licked the cum off of her fingers and fisted her other hand into Gerard's hair and kissed him making him taste himself. Frank, out of breath once again, watched as Gerard pushed into the kiss savoring the taste and reached up and sucked each one of Jamia's fingers into his mouth. He heard her giggle.

"So that explains why I never found any evidence on your sheets when I washed them."

Gerard blushed and stated that he thought it would be wrong for her to clean that off his sheets.

"While I appreciate the sentiment Gerard, you have to remember that I cleaned Mister McCracken's sheets long before you came. I am no stranger to cum laden sheets."

Jamia says this with a knowing smile and Gerard reaches up and pulls her into a steamy kiss. He says that he is not mad that she pulled the sheet down on him or that she touched him. She still apologizes and states that the temptation was just too much. She also states that now she understands why Robert is with him. Gerard really doesn't react to this and Frank wonders why, but Jamia asks the right question once again. Gerard sighs and answer in a truth that makes Frank feel like he has already won this contest.

"It was really nothing spectacular. He did not even touch me. After he got off, I left the room and went into mine. I jerked off wondering if it would be better with Frank."

Jamia squealed at this and clasped Gerard's hands as if he was another girl.

"I think I can guarantee that it will be so much better."

Gerard smiled and nodded and squeezed her hands back. They arranged themselves in the bed and with their outfits still on, they settled in to truly rest.

Frank now had a lot to think on. He now knows that he could win this contest easily by just fucking Gerard into the mattress, but he doesn't want to win that way. He still wants to destroy Robert and make him pay for all that Frank went through. He also still wants to break Gerard until he is begging for Frank to even look at him. No, he decides to stick with his original plan and have the other one to fall back on if been be. He takes one more look at the two sleeping peacefully in the bed and starts to drop the tapestry back before he notices that Jamia is sleeping with her hand around Gerard's dick. Gerard is fast asleep and either does not notice or is comfortable enough to let it happen. He is not hard, but does make a content noise each time she squeezes and snuggles closer to her. Frank chuckles at this and lets the tapestry fall. He ambles over to the bed and strips out of his pants. He climbs under the sheets feeling the cool crispness caress his sensitive cock. He really was not tired earlier, but now he is exhausted and settles in for a mid-afternoon nap. He dreams of Gerard on his knees worshiping his cock with his tongue and sighs with contentment.

Notes

So the contest has begun and Gerard has found a friend in Jamia, but how dangerous is this new friendship of theirs? Will Frank use it against them? Only time will tell.