House Wife

Frank was fucking tired. Three meetings already, and it was barely past noon. He just wanted to take a nap. He still had three more meetings before the end of the day! Being successful could really suck at times.

”Uh, Mr. Iero?”

”Oh fuck now what?”

Frank muttered out loud as his secretary Vicky chimed over the intercom. He depressed the button to answer her.

”Yeah Vicky, what’s up?”

”Um, there is a guy here to see you, and he is kind of frantic and demanding.”

”Is he a musician?”

”Fuck, Frank, it’s me Spencer. I have to talk to you like right now!"

”Shit Spencer, is everything okay?”

”What, no, I don’t know, just let me in please?!”

”Yeah yeah, come on in.”

The automatic doors to his office opened and a frazzled Spencer ran in. He grabbed Frank and hugged him then dropped to his knees and started crying.

”Oh fuck fuck Frankie, I am so fucking sorry. I just didn’t know what to do, and I fucked up, and now he hates me, and I hurt him, and I…”

”Calm down Spencer, is Pete alright?”

”What?”

”Yeah, that is who you are talking about right?”

”No, I’m talking about Gerard!”

Frank felt his chest tighten. He suddenly growled and pushed hard at Spencer. Spencer fell backwards and Frank advanced on him.

”What the fuck did you do Spencer?!”

Spencer said nothing and just backed up further till he was against the wall. Frank picked him up by his shirt and slammed him into the wall.

”What the fuck did you do to my wife!?”

Spencer still said nothing. He just hung limp in Frank’s grasp ready to accept whatever Frank was going to do. A thought of reason trickled into Frank’s brain, overriding the anger. This was his best friend’s wife. He put Spencer down, and he just crumbled and fainted when released from Frank’s grasp. Frank looked at the pitiful creature. He picked Spencer up, like he did his wife when he passed out watching movies in the living room, and brought him over to the couch. He lay the man down and went and grabbed a wash cloth from his private bathroom. He ran it under cool water and used it to wipe the sheen of sweat from Spencer’s forehead. Spencer began to whimper.

”Please don’t hate me Gee, I love you, I just can’t, I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

”What the fuck happened between you guys?”

Frank spoke out loud as Spencer continued to whimper and cry. He thought about calling Gerard, but decided against it till he knew exactly what was going on.

”Hey Vicky, do me a favor.”

Vicky’s voice answered over the intercom. Frank loved that he could call on her randomly.

”What’s that Mr. Iero?”

”Go into the conference room and mix a Gimlet for me.”

”You got it Mr. I.”

Frank opened Spencer’s sweat soaked shirt and ran a cloth down his chest. Spencer shivered and tried to close up tighter. Frank did his best to hold him open till he was done. The door opened and Vicky walked in.

”Oh my, what happened?”

”I don’t fucking know Vicky, and that is what bothers me so much.”

”I am sure you will figure it out Mr. I. Here ya go, your Gimlet.”

”Thanks Vicky.”

Vicky left and Frank brought the drink over to Spencer who was coming out of it.

”What happened?”

Frank handed Spencer the drink and watched him slowly sip it.

”Thanks, I know this bothers you.”

”It’s fine, really. I am used to it with clients, and of course the bands.”

Spencer finished the Gimlet and visibly relaxed.

”Now, do you want to tell me what happened?”

***Gerard***

Gerard's sitting in front of his vanity, wiping his face with a damp cloth. He's been in that spot for nearly thirty minutes now, and Spencer has been gone for a few hours already. The first thing he did, as soon as he was back inside the house, was call Spencer's phone. At least fifteen calls later and still no answer. Pointless, Gerard thought, scrubbing at his face. He wanted to see the moron, but he had no clue where he'd gone, damn his athletic ability. Every so often he glared at his black cell screen and sighed. ‘Call back, just fucking call’ he thought.

*ring*ring*

Without even looking at the caller ID he mashed the answer button and pushed the cell to his ear.

"Spencer?!"

"Hey baby, no it's not, why were you expecting a call from him?"

"Frank, sweetie... yeah, I was."

He stood up from his seat in front of the vanity and sighed.

"Oh, well I can let you go if you want then and call back later."

"N-No, um, let's talk. I miss you. How was the meeting?"

Gerard went over to his and Frank’s bed and dropped onto it.

"Boring ass shit as usual, I would much rather have stayed home and had breakfast with you instead. Anyway the reason I was calling is I have time between lunch and my next meeting, and I was wondering if you wanted to meet me for a drink in the hotel nearby my building."

Gerard moved his hands through his hair and raised a brow at that.

"A drink?"

"Well, I am sure you know what I prefer to drink Gee, but yeah."

Gerard rose his other brow and giggled.

"Okay, alright. Sounds good."

"Beautiful, take a taxi, and tell them to take you to Skatastic Records downtown. They will know where to go. Can't wait to see you baby."

"Okay, see you soon."

He ended the call on that note and stared at the phone. He sighed and went upstairs to get dressed.

***Spencer***

”Okay, he’s on his way.”

”Thank you for this Frank. I know it is a big trust issue with you. I just… Gerard means everything to me, and even beyond the physical, I love him with all my heart and would… well fuck, I would die for him.”

”I have to remember that Gerard is not Greta. That is going to be one of the things that is going to get me through this. Okay so here are the rules, and I am telling you Spencer this takes a lot of trust on my part so don't fuck them up."

Spencer sat there still in shock that his best friend's husband was about to tell him what he could do with his wife. Could life get any better?

"Rule number one, and the most important. You CANNOT fuck him. I don’t care how much he wants it or begs for it, the answer is no. He can fuck you all he wants, but I draw the line at..."

Spencer looked at Frank as he basically short circuited before his eyes. He swore that smoke came out of his ears.

"I'm sorry Mr. Iero, would you please repeat that part?"

Mr. Iero? Now Spencer knew he shorted something out.

"I said, He can fuck you if he wants, but..."

"Yeah, right there that part. Um... have you met Gerard? He is the ultimate bottom. I don’t think he has ever fucked anyone in his life!"

Frank looked down at Spencer and could not help, but smirk. He leaned down and lifted the boy’s head and ghosted his ear as he whispered with a hot breath that made Spencer shiver.

"Well there is always a first time for everything isn't there. I mean... Pete was mine and..."

"Holy fuck no way! I never thought you would bottom!"

"Eh, I was drunk and high and wanted to try it. Not my thing, but Pete was happy. Of course in the morning I was not so drunk or high, then all I felt was pain.”

”Pete didn't help you?”

”Oh shit no, he was out cold because when I woke up and realized he fucked me, I punched him.”

Spencer had the image of his husband with little birds around his head as Frank socked him one and started to giggle. He looked up at Frank and then rose to hug him. Frank hugged him back and for the first time all day, Spencer felt like everything was going to be alright.

***Gerard***

The taxi pulled up in front of the Skatastic Records building. Gerard hopped out, and looked up at it. ‘So this is Frank's office building', he thought to himself and walked up to the entrance. He stepped in and took a deep breath. It smelled like big business. He looked around and scurried up to the receptionist.

"I'm here to see Frank Iero."

"Looking for me baby?"

Frank came from down the hall and wrapped his arms around Gerard. He hugged him tightly and kissed him on the cheek.

"Vicky, be a sweetie and hold my calls for a while."

"Sure thing Mr. I, should I tell them anything?"

"Yeah, tell them I went next door to spend time with my wife."

"You got it Mr. I and may I say, you are quite a knock out Mrs. Iero."

Gerard blushed and grabbed Frank's arm.

"Thanks."

Frank walked Gerard out of the building, and next door to the hotel. He waved hello to the desk attendant and made small talk with the elevator operator. They rode up to the top where the penthouse suite was. Gerard looked over at Frank and he shrugged his shoulders.

"What can I say, I like the best. I chose you didn't I?"

Gerard chuckled and shook his head keeping his hand on Frank's arm.

"Clearly."

The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Frank led Gerard to the front door and opened it. Frank walked through first and swept his hand out, adding a little bow as well, gesturing for Gerard to come in. Gerard rolled his eyes playfully and stepped in.

"Charming gentleman, you are."

Once in the room Gerard looked around until his gaze came upon someone already in the room.

"Spencer!"

He ran to the man and threw his arms around his shoulders.

"Hey Gerard, um, sorry if I scared you."

Gerard pulled away and slapped Spencer in the face.

"Don’t you ever do that to me again Spencer Wentz, you hear me!?"

Gerard went from happiness to anger to sorrow in less than five minutes. He began to shake and sob in Spencer’s lap. He did not care that he was acting crazy in front of his husband. Spencer needed to know what the day's earlier encounter did to him. He needed Spencer to know how he felt at the thought of losing him. He loved Frank, but Spencer, Spencer was his everything long before Frank came along. He would always be special in his heart and he needed a way to let Spencer know this.

***Frank***

Frank came over and sat down in the chair opposite them. He held his fingers against his chin as he watched the two men interact. It was clear that Spencer was not lying about their dynamic, but he needed to hear it from his wife before he made any decisions about what to do next.

"Gerard, Spencer told me what happened today between you two. I want your take on it."

Frank remained motionless as he watched for Gerard's body language. Gerard broke out of the trance he had with Spencer and turned his attention to his husband.

"W-What do you mean?"

"I want you to tell me what happened when Spencer came over for lunch."

Gerard took a deep breath.

"We... I made lunch and Spencer helped me clean. During lunch we talked a little... and then, uh..."

He paused and locked eyes with Spencer.

"We kissed."

Frank kept his face stone. He leaned into Gerard a little throwing in some intimidation.

"Is that all?"

Gerard frowned.

"Yeah why? Spencer, what did you tell him?"

Spencer shrunk back a little in the seat away from Gerard. He curled into a ball by pulling his knees into his chest.

"I-I-I told him that I basically tried to take advantage of you when you were saying no and th-that I held you down against your will and..."

Gerard shook his head quickly and turned to Frank.

"No! He didn't hold me down against my will!"

He turned back to Spencer.

"Spencer, you're my best friend. You would never hurt me. I know that."

Frank leaned back again and folded his arms.

"So what you are saying then is that you let him do all those things to you Gerard? You allowed him to push you over and pin your arms above your head? You also let him straddle you and grind your cocks together while offering your neck for him to bite on? Think before you speak Mr. Way."

"No! I didn't mean it like that!"

Gerard barked at Frank, and Frank saw that he immediately regretted it. He fell to his knees and blocked his face with arms. Frank knew he was waiting to be hit for yelling at him. Of course Frank would not even think about raising a hand to his wife and it saddened him that it was the first thought to cross Gerard’s mind. He lowered his arms and looked up at his husband with doe eyes.

"He did do those things, but I knew he'd stop. He's not like the others."

Frank stood up and left Gerard on the floor. He moved to the window and took out a cigarette. He yanked the no smoking sign down and opening the window he lit up. He looked back at his cowering wife.

"You would do anything for Spencer wouldn't you Gerard?"

"Y-Yes Sir, anything."

Gerard whispered, nodding his head and pressing his hands on the floor. Frank was not surprised at all to be addressed as “Sir”. Gerard fell right into an old pattern again from all his other husbands.

"You were right Spencer, he did throw himself under the bus for you, just like you predicted."

"That is the self-sacrifice that has been ingrained in him. He would rather protect others than himself, no matter what the cost."

Frank finished his cigarette and made his way back to the spot where Gerard was. He lifted his chin and looked into his eyes.

"And that is what makes this creature so fucking amazing."

Frank leaned in and kissed Gerard softly on the lips. Gerard was clearly surprised at this move. He kissed Frank back regardless, but once they were apart Gerard looked up at Spencer with heavy eyes. Frank saw that Spencer had nothing but love, and admiration in his eyes. Frank got up and collected his coat. He moved to the door. He nodded at Spencer, winked at Gerard and then was gone.

***Gerard & Spencer***

Gerard watched his husband leave the room and then looked up at his friend. He got on his feet slowly and sat down on the sofa next to Spencer.

"What just happened?"

Spencer turned towards Gerard and carefully lay a hand on his thigh.

"After I left you, I grabbed a cab and came here to talk to Frank. I felt guilty for hurting you and sick that I did it too. I wanted to put things right, and well after our talk he realized how much I need you, and that I am not trying to steal you away from him, and he... gavemepermissiontobewithyou. Th-Th-Th-That is if you want to, I won’t do anything you don’t want to Gerard."

Gerard was taken back. He pushed his fingers through Spencer's hair and caressed him lightly.

"All that trouble just for me? We could have asked Frank together you know."

And that was his answer to Spencer. He leaned over and placed a hard kiss over Spencer's mouth. Spencer moaned as he kissed back with greed. He had missed this so much. He pulled Gerard into his lap and pushed his fingers into his hair. He pressed everything he felt into the kiss and it was complete bliss. Before he became too involved he made sure to break away and put in Frank's one rule.

"Uh Gee, Gee baby, stop a minute. I have to tell you the one rule Frank gave me. Under no circumstances can I fuck you. If I violate that rule the deal is off."

Gerard nodded against Spencer and kissed his jaw.

"Yeah, o-okay, sure. Can I suck you off?"

He whispered into Spencer’s ear moving down to continue planting delicate kisses on the other man’s scruffy face.

"Oh fuck, please do."

Gerard giggled and slipped out of Spencer's lap and on his knees in front of him. Spencer reached up and started to undo his belt buckle.

"Here, let me."

Gerard pushed Spencer's hands aside. He got the belt off and pulled down the zipper on Spencer's jeans.

"Oh, fuck yes. Missed your cock."

Gerard gripped onto the base once he got it free. Spencer could not believe this. He felt like he was in fucking high school again, and he was getting his first blow job. Nervous was not something that Spencer was used to feeling. Gerard giggled in delight before licking across the swollen head on Spencer's cock teasingly.

"Oh yes Gee baby, missed this. Missed your soft tongue."

Smirking, Gerard dipped his head down and swiftly took Spencer into his mouth without hesitation. He bobbed up and down in the way that drove Spencer insane. He could feel him bucking up into his mouth and that meant he was getting close... not quite there yet though. Spencer could not stop bucking, he was not worried because he knew Gerard was used to it, but fuck if it felt so good. He grabbed Gerard's hair and fisted into it biting his lip so that he did not scream obscenities into the air. He had no idea how thin the walls were.

"Oh fuck Gee baby, close, so fucking close."

Gerard closed his throat up around his friend's cock and swallowed around him. ‘C'mon,’ Gerard thought,‘cum for me.’

That pressure was enough. Spencer cried out, not giving a shit about the volume now as he came hard enough to push Gerard off of him. He watched through half lidded eyes as his cum spurted out onto Gerard's face and neck. Gerard recovered quickly and engulfed him again to catch the rest and milk him dry. Spencer was wasted, worn out, and drunk on Gerard's skills, but he wanted more. He wanted to satisfy Gerard in a way he had never before. He leaned up and looked at his best friend. He was covered in cum and looked beautiful. Spencer landed on his knees and crawled onto Gerard's lap. He licked his face and cleaned him of as much cum as he could and then pressed into a steamy kiss. He trailed the kiss from Gerard's lips to his jaw and then up to his ear. He bit and sucked on the lobe while pushing down on Gerard's obviously painful hard on. Then he whispered in Gerard's ear.

"Please fuck me Gee."

Gerard's mouth was open slightly and his eyes were wide. He was confused. Didn't Spencer just say that they had rules?

"Uh, I thought we couldn't do that?"

Spencer kept pushing down on Gerard as he breathed heavily into his neck. He latched into the collarbone and sucked on it till he heard Gerard moan. He moved to his ear and whispered into it laced with seduction.

"Yeah Gee baby, I can't fuck you, but you sure as hell can fuck me... and God, I want you to."

Gerard moaned again and tipped his head back. He'd never fucked anyone before. None of his ex-husbands-were ever into it, but if they had asked, he would probably say no anyway. It would ruin his “housewife” persona, but this was Spencer and he wasn't going to say no to him no matter what.

"Okay, yeah sure.”

Spencer became serious for a moment. He wanted Gerard to know that he was not breaking the rules.

"Gee, look at me. I promise you that this is not breaking the rules. In fact I told Frank that you had never topped before and you know what he said to me?"

Gerard shook his head and Spencer smirked leaning into bite on his earlobe as he whispered into his ear.

"Well there is always a first time for everything isn't there?"

"Really? He said that?"

Gerard was kind of confused by that, but also relieved. In his fucked up mind he wanted Frank to own him. All of him, but then again... he wanted Spencer, both physically and emotionally. He felt like a high school girl with two crushes.

"Yes, he did, and you know that I would never lie to you about something this important. Fuck, you are too important to me. After all, I came and confessed to your husband about hurting you, knowing he could have fucked me up, whether I was married to his childhood friend or not. I took that chance for you Gee baby, not for me."

"I believe you, Spence, I really do, but... you're gonna help me right?”

Gerard couldn't believe he was gonna top his best friend for the first time. His heart was beating fast. He was beyond nervous. It made it worse that Spencer was clearly trying not to laugh at him.

"Sure, Gee. I'll even grade you on a curve."

Spencer started cracking up and fell backwards, hitting his head on the floor.

"C'mon... I'm serious. What if I suck at it?"

Gerard whined, slapping Spencer's arm playfully.

"Like, what if I'm so horrible you never want to fuck me ever again!?"

"First of all, I would never want to stop fucking you… even though I am not allowed to now, but yeah. Second, seriously Gee, even the worst sex has its good points. What about fuckhead number two that you married? Think about the stories you told me about him. How often did he *miss* your prostate?"

Gerard laughed obnoxiously and grabbed his sides.

"True, but the man could fucking talk my ear off."

"And that made up for his missing your prostate?"

"Well since when am I opposed to a little dirty talk or a lot for that matter?"

Spencer stood up and fixed his pants. He held his hand out for Gerard to take. He helped Gerard up and guided him through the suite to the bedroom. Spencer listened to Gerard gasp as he saw the rose petals strewn from the door to the bed as well as the bottles of lube and warming gel wrapped up in a red ribbon.

"You're surprised? You should know that your husband has always had good taste. I think he figured that this was more appropriate than getting down on the sofa."

Gerard grinned and plopped down on the bed. He picked up a rose petal and rubbed it between his fingers.

”I can’t believe you guys planned this.”

He patted the bed, signaling Spencer to join him. Spencer climbed on the bed and lay down next to Gerard. He picked up a handful of petals and tossed them into the air watching them float down and land on them both. Spencer heard Gerard giggle and he sighed.

"Gee baby, I hope you know how much I love you and how happy I want you to be, truly happy with your life. Before we go any further, I want to know that you are alright with this. Because if you are not for any reason, I will stop and we can go back to just being best friends again."

As he spoke, Spencer tried to hold back his tears, but he was finding it difficult.

"We will always be best friends Spence, but I think this'll make us closer..."

Gerard brushed his fingers through Spencer's hair. He tugged him closer and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Spencer caressed Gerard’s cheek and smiled.

"Honestly I have always wondered what it would be like to be fucked by you. Even before our first time in the House. I was hoping that you would have topped me, but when I realized your true personality, I knew it would not happen, but I was happy being able to do anything with you."

Spencer decided to stop talking now and he took on a submissive pose that bared his neck to show Gerard he was ready for him to take control. Gerard smirked and chuckled.

"You know me so well..."

And with that his lips were on Spencer's throat, leaving possessive marks. His other hand went to Spencer's hip, where he gripped and massaged. Gerard figured the best course of action was to touch Spencer the way he liked to be touched before he was fucked.

”I guess, I will just feel my way around this huh?”

Spencer melted into Gerard's touch. It had been a long time since he submitted to anyone other than his husband. Even when they fooled around with Ryan, he was always topping him while submitting to Pete. It felt good to just give all the control up and be pushed around. To be forced into positions that Gerard wanted. He did not want any of the power this time. Spencer gave it all to Gerard. He moaned to let Gerard know that he was alright with everything that he was doing to him.

"Fuck Gee, feels so good."

Gerard stayed attached to Spencer's throat and lowered his hands to the waistband of Spencer's jeans and started tugging them down. His nervousness turned to lust and anxiousness. He kept imagining himself buried deeply inside his best friend's, and lover's body, thrusting and pleasuring him the way he loved to be pleasured. He was hard now, extremely hard.

"O-Off, I wanna fuck you so bad."

Spencer lifted his hips and allowed Gerard to pull his pants and underwear off. He actually felt embarrassed for the first time ever being with Gerard. He felt like a fucking virgin suddenly and it made him blush.

"Gee baby, I want you."

Gerard started taking off his own pants as he reached for the lube. He poured a strip of lube on his index finger and rubbed it around using his thumb. Once he'd gotten his fingers nice and slippery he lowered them towards Spencer's ass and massaged the digit against his hole. As he was doing this to Spencer, he felt it happening to himself. He moved his finger through and the curved it up. He worked it in and out, then pushed his middle finger in beside his pointer.

"Like that? Is that okay?"

Spencer had no words to answer Gerard. His fingers were long, slender, and perfect. He did not even have to try before he was grazing that perfect spot inside of him. Spencer was seeing stars and he pushed himself down against Gerard's fingers.

"More, oh God, please more Gee, fuck I want to feel it!"

Gerard knew that meant it was time to remove his fingers. It was a tease move, but it would be so much better for Spencer if he became needy. Sliding his fingers out Gerard gathered some of the lube on his cock. He stroked himself until he couldn't take it, and positioned himself to Spencer's hole.

"I-I'm gonna' push in now.”

Spencer gathered his wits about him. He focused and looked at Gerard. He pulled him down to him and looked deep into his eyes. He pulled him into a kiss and wrapped his legs around Gerard's hips, urging him forward. Spencer tensed a little as he felt the head of Gerard's cock pushing in and penetrating the muscle. He pushed harder into the kiss to absorb the pain. He never realized how big he really was. I mean yeah, sure Spencer had sucked him off, but it is a whole different ball game when it's entering you. Fuck, he was bigger than his husband! Now Spencer really did feel like a virgin! Pete was thicker than Gerard though and Spencer was a bit of a size queen so his husband really did not have to worry about it after all. Still it felt like it took forever for Gerard to finally bottom out inside of him. When he felt Gerard's balls slap against his skin he broke the kiss and groaned out.

"Holy fuck Gee, you're so fucking big! I feel so full all over! Please you gotta, ah ah, fuck move please!"

Gerard pushed himself up, his elbows on either side of Spencer's head and started to move inside. He was at lost for words, This was fucking mind blowing! He couldn't get any words out and all he managed to do was grunt like an idiot. Now he understood why that was all he heard out of some of his husbands too. He dug his hands in to Spencer's hair and placed his head against Spencer’s.

"F-Fuck, s-so good."

Gerard spluttered, squeezing his eyes and he continued to thrust himself in and out of Spencer's body. He was already about to cum and way too soon. Yeah, he was definitely new at this. Now he understood the fascination his husband’s had with topping. Gerard was a fast learner. Once he found out where Spencer's prostate was he aimed for it every time. Gerard was trying so hard to concentrate, but he was losing the battle. He now knows how Spencer felt when it felt that good you just wanted to explode. Spencer could see that Gerard was starting to have trouble holding on, but fortunately Frank was a wise and clever man. He knew Gerard would have this trouble and he set Spencer up for it.

"Gee *pant* Gee baby, stop, you're, ah ah ah, going to cum too soon. I can fix it, just, oh fuck aha ha, pull out a little bit."

Gerard pressed himself against Spencer tightly and continued to thrust into him. There was no goddamn way he was stopping. The feeling was too perfect.

"I c-can do it. I'll hold it."

"Please G-G-G-Gee, trust me this will make it so much b-b-better for both of u-us."

Gerard came to a sudden halt and let out a shaky breath.

"Fine, h-hurry."

He pulled out a little, until his tip was the only part inside and he whined out, steadying his hips. It was really hard for him to not pound away, but he managed to control himself. Spencer shook as he reached over on the nightstand and grabbed the cock ring. He opened it up and pushed himself into a sitting position. This caused him to push Gerard further back inside and they both groaned. Gerard tried to thrust forward, but Spencer grabbed the shaft and held it. Gerard threw his head back at the contact. Spencer quickly looped the cock ring around the base and secured it. Once it was in place he smirked a bit.

"Now, the real fun can begin Gee baby."

Spencer knocked Gerard onto his back and out of him. He quickly scrambled onto his lap and lining himself up, slammed himself down on Gerard's hard cock.

"Oh, fuck, been wanting to do this to you for so long Gee baby. Now I am going to show you what I can do that makes all the boys scream."

Spencer bared down and ground on Gerard hard and rough. He used Gerard's chest for leverage and pushed himself all the way up to the tip before slamming himself back down again. God the extra length felt so fucking good. Spencer hitched his hips and began to ride Gerard with speed and friction. Gerard threw his head back and planted his feet on the bed and started to thrust up as Spencer ground down. His hands found Spencer's ass and he gripped him there. Now this was fucking torture. He really wanted to cum. Spencer realized something else awesome about Gerard's length. It hit his prostate every time. In this position, Pete never hit it. He did this for Pete purely for Pete's pleasure not his own. Knowing how nervous Gerard still was about getting things right, he decided to stroke the man’s ego before pulling off the cock ring.

"Hey *gasp* Gee baby, I just wanted to tell you that I feel *pant* fucking amazing with you inside me, and that you are doing things, uh uh ahhh, to me that Pete never could."

Gerard moaned at Spencer's confession and pinned his hips to his ass and kept them there as he rotated around in small circles.

"Holy, oh, oh, oh fuck!"

Gerard cried out releasing the grip his hand had on Spencer's ass and moved his fingers towards his own ass. He stopped before he could slide his fingers inside. He needed to do this without penetrating himself.

"S-Spencer... I need... I need to-"

He cut himself off and lowered his hips and then rammed them back up instantly.

"Oh fuck, right there oh God yes please, ah ah ah ahah ah, fuck me!"

Spencer was losing it, coming apart. He wanted to cum so badly now, but he wanted to cum with Gerard.

”Fuck, please Gee baby, throw me down and fuck me hard!"

Gerard complied and pushed Spencer back. He was out, ripped the cock ring off, and then back in in a matter of seconds. That must've been a record.

"Spencer, I have to cum. I'm gonna cum.”

"Yeah Gee baby, please, fuck, together, let’s cum together."

Gerard buried his face in the crook of Spencer's throat. His hips stuttered and his vision blurred. He could hear his lover's words of encouragement, but he sounded so far away.

"Oh fuck, I-I'm cumming!"

Gerard’s breathing, suddenly comes to a halt. He saw black, and all he could hear is white noise.

”Oh fuck me!”

Feeling Gerard cumming inside of him set Spencer off and he came hard enough to splash up and hit Gerard in the chest. Spencer cried out and threw his head back as he tightened his grip on Gerard's hips with his legs, arching his back as he rode out both of their orgasms. It felt like he was dying and flying at the same time. Fucking amazing was the only word for it in his mind, which was slowly oozing out of his head. When they had both been milked Spencer collapsed onto the bed with Gerard heavy on top of him. He pulled Gerard to him and kissed him with all the passion he could muster as his energy ebbed away. They both fell into slumber with Gerard softening inside of him, but still remaining inside, connecting them along with their hearts.

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Gerard's first to wake up. Spencer's still sound asleep. At some point he had already pulled out of him and rolled over. He was so content right now. Even though his body was aching he still felt at peace. He looked over Spencer's sleeping face and giggled when he twitched. Dreamland must be interesting for him right now. He kissed Spencer's cheek, causing him to blink his eyes open.

"Mmm, hey Gee baby."

Spencer croaked, moving his hand through Gerard's hair.

"How long have you been awake?"

Gerard smiled sheepishly and pressed into Spencer's gentle touch.

"Just woke up."

He giggled as Spencer sat up slowly, winced a little at the pain in his lower back, and looked around. The room had a different atmosphere now. Not a bad thing, definitely not bad.

"Wanna take a shower?"

Spencer turned his attention back to Gerard. He nodded and climbed out of bed. Gerard’s muscles screamed at him, but he made an attempt to ignore the sensation and followed Spencer to the bathroom. Inside is equally as nice as the bedroom. Gerard looked at his reflection and shook his hair out. It was all “fucked up” literally. This made him giggle too. Spencer was already inside the marble shower and turning the water on. Gerard took one last glance at himself before he decided to join the other man. Once he's inside Spencer goes straight for his back and presses his chest against him. He hugged his waist and dropped his head on Gerard's shoulder.

"I like that we're this close. When you were inside of me it reminded me of our first time together. It was kind of like that again."

Spencer whispered the memory in his ear as Gerard hummed and nodded against him.

"Yeah..."

Spencer pulled back slowly and grabbed the shampoo and squirted some in his hand. He started to massage his fingers through Gerard's hair until it was soapy. Gerard turned to face him and Spencer laughed.

"What?"

Gerard questioned, moving his hand through his hair.

"Gave you a shampoo Mohawk."

Spencer giggled as Gerard dipped his head back and allowed the water to wash his hair out.

"Awww, c'mon, you’re no fun."

Spencer whined as Gerard just smirked at him and took the shampoo and squirted it directly into Spencer's hair.

"Whipped cream head."

They both laugh and continued to wash each other. It felt like old times when they were both at the House. That was before he'd gone with Henry, his third husband. He was still in M's good graces back then too, so he was never locked in the basement. They would lounge around the living room, messing around with Bobby and telling him he should dye his mustache pink and let them put glitter on it. Fuck, those times were the best of his life. He was with Spencer every day, from sun up to sun down. He missed that. He was knocked out of his memories when Spencer turned the shower off.

"C'mon, Gee baby. Let's get out of here."

He stuck his hand out for Gerard to grab. Gerard smiled and took it. They went back into the bedroom to get dressed. Now that he was slightly damp, Gerard getting back into his leather pants becomes a bit of a task. Spencer watching, and laughing at him.

"You soaked up all that shower water."

Gerard flipped him off just as he got his pants on after doing a little jumping up and down on the bed, on his back.

"It's not easy being this fucking curvy. It may look good, but this shit's a curse."

Gerard bounced off the bed and wiped his hands down his thighs. Spencer just chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"Well, I'm finally ready."

Gerard started fluffing his damp hair.

"Finally."

Spencer repeated, as Gerard rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at him. Spencer took Gerard's hand and showed him out of the suite and to the elevator. Once they reached the bottom floor and exited the elevator they wave to the operator that they had been making small talk with on the ride down.

"Bye Christopher!"

Spencer called out as they stepped away.

"Yeah, good luck with that root canal."

Gerard called out before the doors closed.

"Nice guy."

Spencer chuckled, sticking his arm out for Gerard to wrap his hand around.

”Yeah, and cute too.”

Gerard did, and they headed to the exit. Spencer sticks his hand out to the taxi guy waiting around the corner.

"TAXI!"

Gerard frowned. Spencer was going home now. He just realized this. It was over.

"Gee, today was just, wow."

Spencer turned to him and took his hands and pulled them towards his mouth.

"I love you."

He kissed the back of Gerard's hands softly.

"I love you too."

Gerard blushed.

"Call me later, okay?"

"You know I will, Gee baby."

Spencer winked, letting go of one of Gerard's hands. He pulled open the taxi door, his other hand still holding loosely on to Gerard's.

"Bye."

Spencer whispered to him as their fingers slipping away from each other.

"Bye."

Gerard let his arm fall to his side. The taxi drove off and Gerard waved up until it disappeared in traffic.

Back at Skatastic's Gerard finds himself at the front desk, talking to Vicky.

"Hi, me again. Can you give me directions to my husband’s office?"

She looked up at him and smiled.

"Well of course! He's all the way on the top floor. You'll see the door when you get up there. You can't miss it"

"Thank you."

Gerard smiled and started for the elevator. Once he gets to the top the doors 'ding' open and Gerard steps through, looking around like a curious cat. Vicky wasn't lying when she said he couldn't miss it. It was huge and had Frank’s name engraved in silver lettering on the little block to the right of it.

*Knock, knock, knock*

The door opened, but there was no one there. Gerard moved in and the doors shut on their own too. The room was dark except for the waning light from the day and a roaring fire. Standing in front of the fire was Frank. The flames cast a glow of a silhouette on the opposite wall of him on the phone and holding his cigarette. It made him look like an ominous figure.

"Uh huh, uh huh, Well I don’t see why not. Alright, yeah, just e-mail me the details. Sweet, alright, I look forward to working with your boys. Yup, I will start the paperwork for Warp Tour next week. Catch you later. Bye."

Frank closed his phone and took the last pull off his smoke and crushed it out.

”Sorry about that baby, last minute phone call. I am having Lou bring the car around for us.”

Frank turned to face Gerard and smirked.

"So how was it? Did you lose your virginity again?"

Gerard giggled under his breath, and nodded.”

"Yeah, and ya know, it wasn't as easy as I thought it'd be."

Frank beckoned Gerard over to his lounge area.

"Oh, well have a seat and tell me about it."

Gerard did as he was told and crossed as legs.

"So, it was, uh, pretty intense and…”

He trailed off and rubbed his lower back.

"My body's kind of hurting me. Like, I'm so achy."

At first glance Gerard could have sworn he saw Frank roll his eyes.

"But, I mean I'm not saying I wouldn't do it again, but I still really prefer being the bottom."

***Frank***

Frank could not believe all the whining that Gerard was doing. He had been a top most of his life. He bottomed a few times for Pete, but he was drunk and Pete is well, Pete. Still Gerard seem to be going on and on about his back and knees hurting. Frank was regretting asking him to tell him about it. If Gerard did not shut up about it soon, Frank was going to have to gag him.

"So I was kind of happy when he started to ride me. It was a lot easier."

Gerard uncrossed his legs just to cross the other one. Now Frank was rolling his eyes. So he took the lazy way out and just had Spencer ride him, but he was still complaining about the pain. Frank could really not take much more. He needed one more thing to push him over the edge, just one more.

"And, oh my god, Frankie, can you give me a massage later? I'm hurting right here."

He rubbed the side of his neck.

"I'm seriously not meant to top."

His tone went higher and more nasally due to his whinny voice.

"Oh for fuck sake! I have never heard someone bitch and complain so much about being able to fuck someone! Seriously Gerard, can't you just be grateful that he let you do that to him in the first place?! I swear, you complain anymore and I am going to gag you!”

Gerard was taken back.

"H-Huh? I was just... I mean, my body just hurts cause I'm not use to it... that’s all."

He trailed off, adverting his eyes to the floor. Frank smirked and walked up to his wife. He lifted his chin up.

"Yeah, well how about doing something that you are used to baby?"

Frank opened his pants with practiced timing and pulled his hard leaking cock out. He had gotten a semi from Gerard’s description of what he did with Spencer. He brushed it over Gerard's lips and pushed his way into his warm mouth. Gerard should not have been surprised at how Frank chose to get him to shut up. Frank was a hardworking man and he didn't tolerate whining. Especially when it came to fucking. Gerard sucked his husband’s cock in and out of his mouth swiftly. He hallowed his cheeks and took him to the back of his throat. He was definitely used to this.

"Mmmm, fuck Gee, you have no idea how good this feels. Fucking shit day in the office, I am so stressed out from all the meetings, I really needed this."

Gerard hummed around Frank and lifted his hands to cup his balls. He rubbed them, gently, and continued to suck him off expertly.

"Ahhhh, oh yes, fuck, not enough. I need to…”

Frank pulled out of Gerard’s mouth and pushed him down in front of the fire on the rug. He peeled his tight as fuck pants off and quickly pushed two fingers inside of him. It was rough going, and in a way Frank was pleased because this meant that Spencer kept his promise, not that Frank was checking. He really did want to fuck his wife right now. Gerard let out a shriek and threw his head back.

"Oh, god! Yes, yes, yes! Fuck, right there."

He mewled, wrapping his hand around Frank’s wrist and helping him fuck him with his fingers. The scene was so fucking hot that Frank thought he was going to explode. Gerard was angling slightly away from his prostate, but Frank grinned one of those evil grins where Gerard's could not see. He kept messaging his prostate with broad, swift stokes, determined to get Gerard to cum just like this.

"Come on Gee. Mmm that’s it baby, love to hear you mew like this. Want to make you cum on your knees before I fuck you. Will you do that for me, huh?”

Gerard shuddered and contracted around Frank’s digits. He seriously knew how to fuck with his mind. Gerard was coming undone, and Frank's cock wasn't even inside of him yet. Frank loved the power he had over Gerard right now. It only took one more stroke against his prostate and Gerard came. He bit down on his bottom lip to stop him from moaning too loud. Frank pulled his fingers out and pushed right in with his cock. Gerard was exhausted from cumming so he tried to fall to the floor, but Frank had other ideas. He pulled Gerard back into sitting position in his lap with his back plastered to Frank's chest. Frank pulled his arms behind his back and held them there with one arm. The other he circled around Gerard’s waist. He was in pure control of this and loved every minute of it. He started fucking up into Gerard at a brutal pace.

"Fuck Gee, can't stop thinking about you all day. My fucking cock is hard during meetings and it's all your fault, you and that curvaceous body of yours. I want it to be held against me all the time."

Gerard moaned out and dipped his head back against Frank’s shoulder and weaved his fingers through Frank’s messy hair. Frank turned Gerard’s face and captured his lips in a kiss. He groaned into the man’s mouth as he thrusted up harder into him. He wanted to make him scream. Gerard was practically jello now, his body moved like a rag doll and Frank could tell that he suddenly felt another orgasm coming. His hand tightened in Frank’s hair as their tongues swirled in and out of each other's mouths. There is no other sound in the room other than the slapping sound of Frank’s thrusts. It is fucking music to Frank’s ears. Suddenly Frank stills as his body shudders and he cries out as his orgasm comes rushing in to fill Gerard up. He stutters his hips and reaches around to grip Gerard's now swollen cock. He quickly jerks it as he pulls himself out and shoves his fingers back inside.

"I'm going to cum again Frankie, oh fuck!"

Gerard whimpers and squeezes his eyes shut. He cums as soon as Frank’s fingers bump his prostate one last time. Satisfied, he lets out a breathy moan and slumps forward a little. The air crackles with the sound of the intercom.

”Excuse me Mr. I, but Louis is here.”

”Thank you Vicky. We will be right down.”

”No hurry Mr. Iero. Take your time cleaning up.”

”Thank you Lou.”

”Wait, what? Could they hear us?”

”Nah, but Lou is a smart man, and he knows that you plus me and time equals fucking in some form.”

”Oh okay, um let me just…”

Frank watches as Gerard slides back into his leather pants. He shimmies on the rug to pull them up and zipper them. He fixes his hair and waits for Frank to close his pants up and grab his coat. They head downstairs together and home hand in hand.

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*** Gerard***

Frank walks into the kitchen as Gerard is closing the oven door. He catches a hint of whatever is baking in there and it makes his mouth water. He walks up to his wife and places a hand on his hip moving him closer.

"Damn baby, I don't know what makes my mouth water more, what you have cooking in the oven, or you."

Gerard looks over at Frank and Frank pulls him in for a sweet, but lust filled kiss.

"Nah it's you no contest, but I am sure what you are cooking will be amazing too."

Frank smacks his ass and then moves to the fridge to grab a bottle of water. He opens the door and stops. His neck twinges a little as he stares into the shelves.

"It's almost done. So no snacking."

Gerard giggled, rubbing the spot on his ass where Frank had smacked him. He noticed Frank had gotten quiet suddenly. Gerard turned to see what caused the silence.

"Hey Gee, did you look at the bottles in the fridge? You kind of have them all mixed up. They are supposed to line up in size order. Also you have the food a bit mixed up. You really cannot have the cucumbers next to the apples. The oranges have to go next instead hmmm? Then the lemons and then the cucumbers, but not before the green squash, because we don't have yellow right now. And the field greens go next because they are a lighter shade than the cucumber, although there is purple in there, but that can't be helped so I try and ignore it."

As Frank talked he started to move things around in the fridge so that the bottles all matched up in size order. He grabbed a small bottle of water after making sure something took its place and then closed the door. He stood up and smiled at Gerard, and walked out of the room. Gerard watched as Frank disappeared with a concerned look on his face. He sighed, opening the fridge.

*ring ring*

Gerard reached for the phone and answered it, his mind still on his husband’s strange, obsessive behavior.

"Hello?"

"Hey Gee baby, how are you feeling?"

"Spence, hey, uh I'm, good. Just making Frank and myself some dinner, how're you feeling?"

"I will be honest Gerard. I can barely fucking walk and my throat is dry from having to tell Pete all about taking your topping virginity."

"YOU FUCKING ROCK MAN!"

"Oww, fuck Pete, yell a little louder, I don’t think they heard you in the next fucking state!"

"As you can hear he is happy for you. How is Frank? Are you two alright with everything?"

Gerard laughed as he opening the oven. He balanced the phone between his ear and shoulder as he pulled the food out.

"Yeah Frank's good, we're fine."

"Good, I am glad. So the reason I am calling you, and forgive me if my memory is fuzzy, but didn't you say something earlier about Frank's birthday?"

"Oh! yeah, on Halloween! I was thinking we could do a costume party?"

"Sick! That sounds fucking awesome! Wait... is it a surprise party? It should be! I love surprise parties! Oh and you should not cook for this one because we are going to be busy making a fucking awesome costume for you, and I will not take no for an answer Gerard! Ryan knows as amazing caterer, and I am sure we can get her to do this for us! Oh and you should contact that one that did your wedding! I bet she has great ideas for a theme party! We need to rent a hall for this baby to, you are so not cleaning up after it. And I am going to make you a special costume for after the party... if you know what I mean... that will knock his socks off!"

"Whoa Spence, slow down! Surprise party for sure, and you know I'm gonna want to cook, Spence, Frank likes my cooking and I'm sure he's gonna want some of it on his birthday.”

Gerard let his mind travel to Spencer's last sentence. He did want a costume to knock Frank’s socks off though.

"No no no Gee, you can make something for him for breakfast, but this shebang will have too many people. You know you have to invite business colleagues from the office too. It should be professional in some form. Just no alcohol... or can we have some?"

"Hmm, breakfast in bed, maybe and liquor, I'm gonna have to ask him. I'd probably have to be discreet even if he says yes.”

Gerard set up plates for Frank and himself while he thought of what Spencer said. He was about to say something about it when Spencer interrupted

"You know what, don't ask him, it will give it away. I will talk to Pete. If anyone knows Frank, he does. Alright, well we have to get together and talk about this soon. Are you still having dinner with your dickhead brother and his husband on Saturday?”

Gerard sighed, taking the plates to the dining table.

"Well, okay, as long as you are sure, and yeah, not really looking forward to it."

"I can understand that... hey, is it a family thing? Maybe Frank will let Pete and I come too?"

"Actually, that would be perfect! I'll talk it over with him at dinner."

He suddenly felt better about Saturday.

"Uh oh Gee, now you are not going to use your powers of persuasion are you? I know how you get when you really want something and if you do, he does not stand a chance."

"I don’t think I will have to, but you know I will, besides, he would be happy to have you and Pete over."

"Okay, well either way, we will get together on Sunday and I will call Ryan and ask about his friend. Kisses Gee baby, and let me know what Frankie says. Bye."

"Alright, bye bye Spence."

***Frank***

"Gee, who was that on the phone?"

Frank wanders in after changing out of his suit. It is nice to just relax in a tee shirt and jeans after being stuck in a three piece all day at the office. He flexes his arms with the freedom they have not had for hours. He sits down at his place where Gerard has plated an amazing looking roast vegetable dish. The veggies are fresh from the Whole Foods downtown and the couscous was prepared by Gerard with fresh crème and herbs. The smell alone is driving Frank crazy, but he waits till Gerard sits down next to him before he digs in.

"It was Spencer. He wanted to do know if he and Pete could join us for Saturday's dinner party."

"Well, isn't this an only family dinner? I mean I assumed it was a chance to catch up with your brother, and to get to know his husband. I'm not sure if it's a good idea Gee."

Frank dug into his plate. The food was beyond mouthwatering. It was exquisite. Once again Frank wondered why Gerard's other husbands did not appreciate any other skill of his, except what he could do in the bedroom. I mean that was fucking amazing, but he was so much more.

"... Spencer's actually more important to me than my own brother is. I don't know if you noticed, but Mikey's a little unpleasant. I just wanted us all to spend time together... family or not, but in a weird way we're all kind of a family."

Frank chewed his food thoughtfully. He knew that was how he felt about Pete and he did want Gerard to get to know him through more than just Spencer. After all Pete helped to save his life.

"All right baby, we can invite them if it makes you happy. Besides I do consider Pete to be family... which makes it weird that I fucked him I guess."

Gerard beamed and then laughed.

"Really?! Thank you, thank you!"

Gerard reached across the table and pulled Frank in to a big kiss.

"I'll call Spencer as soon as we’re done with dinner."

Frank loved when Gerard genuinely smiled. It felt good to know that he helped make that happen. He went to grab for the glass on the table and froze. It was the wrong color. Why didn't he pay attention to this? Did he not talk to Gerard about it earlier today? He was stuck in mid grasp when Gerard noticed.

Gerard stared and cowered in to himself a little. He folded his lips together and started to fidget.

"Uh Gerard, is there a reason that you did not fix the glasses like I asked yet?"

Frank was keeping his tone even. Gerard was already starting to stutter.

"I-I-It completely slipped my mind. I took photos of it and everything. Spencer called and I-I lost track of time a-and then that thing happened when he got upset and ran out the house..."

He trailed off and looked his husband in the eyes.

"Are you mad?"

"No Gerard I am not mad and you said you took pictures of it, so I trust that the cabinet will be set by tomorrow morning. Now, how about dessert and we snuggle and watch a movie... Pretty Woman?"

Gerard let out a shaky breath and nodded slowly.

"Yes, Frankie."

Gerard stood up and took his half finished plate and then Frank's finished one, and left for the kitchen to wash them and get dessert. He made vegan chocolate cake and brought over a slice for himself and a slice for Frank.

"I made it before dinner. I hope you like it."

Gerard set the plate down in front of his husband. Frank could tell that he was relieved that Frank wasn't mad about the glasses, but he still felt a little scared. Frank was kind of scary when something bothered him.

”Please enjoy.”

Frank cut into the cake and took a bite. It was heaven. He looked over at Gerard and saw that he was only picking at his. Something was bothering him. Frank took another forkful and offered it to Gerard. He smiled when Gerard reached over and tried to take the bite, but Frank pulled it away snickering. He held it out again and Gerard tried to take it again. Once again he pulled it away. Gerard pouted and Frank smiled and patted his lap and held out the cake again. Gerard seems to take the hint that time. He hopped out of his seat and plopped down on Frank's lap, grinning. Frank held the cake out for Gerard to take and did not pull back this time. He curled his arm around Gerard's waist and pulled him closer while kissing the top of his head.

"Gee, do you realize how happy you make me?"

Gerard smiled, still chewing on the cake. Once he swallowed he shook his head, jokingly.

"No."

Frank lifted Gerard's face so that he was looking into his eyes.

"Gee, I cannot remember the last time I smiled and laughed so much in my life. I never realized how miserable I use to be till I met you. You make me feel like I can do anything and you will stand by me, and I don’t give a shit how cliché it sounds. You really are that important to me."

Frank could almost see Gerard's heart flutter and noticed his facial expression softened. Frank saw that when he described how he felt and it was overwhelming him.

"Really?"

"Yes really. I worry though that because I find you so incredibly attractive that you think I only want you for your body like all those other bastards. I want you for your mind and soul too."

Frank pulled Gerard into a kiss and relished in the feeling of his warm lips caressing his own chapped ones.

”I love you Gerard.”

”I love you too Frankie.”

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***Gerard***

Just as Gerard gets the roast out of the oven the doorbell goes off.

”Fuck, right on time.”

He pulled off the oven mitts and rushed out to help Ray set the table as Pete and Spencer arrived. Thank goodness it is not his brother and husband yet. He was so grateful when Frank told him that he invited Ray and Christa too. One more person on his side. Spencer being the awesome person he is, jumped right in and started helping to finish the table.

"Ah, man. no no, the glasses have to go like this."

Ray arranges the glasses so that the colored stripes on them are all facing one direction and they are in rainbow order. Spencer cocks his head to the side.

"Just trust me."

Spencer shrugs and fixes all the glasses. Frank comes down the stairs as Gerard charges up them.

"Baby, slow down, we got this. Go change and I will greet the guests."

Gerard rushed in to the bedroom and hurried to his closet. He pulled his clothes off and jumped into his planned outfit which consisted of tight white pants and a purple sequin top. It was currently his favorite shirt that Frank bought him so he really wanted to wear it. Plus, Mikey's favorite color’s purple, and his favorite thing ever was sequins so he would be extremely jealous. But that wasn't really why he wanted to wear it... Gerard looked into his full body mirror which hung against his closet door and smirked. ‘I look good’ he thought, and Mikey would think so, too... just not for the same reason.

"Hey Gee, have you seen my....."

Gerard watched Frank's words just dry up in his mouth as he saw his wife bent over in front of the mirror putting his shoes on. He was wearing these skin tight white leather pants with a crisscrossed rope pattern up the front. The purple sequin shirt hung loose to contrast the tightness of the pants and had no sleeves. It showed off Gerard's perfectly toned arm and the plunging neck line. Gerard could see it in his eye’s that Frank just wanted to lick the flesh that was exposed. Gerard was busy slipping on the matching sequin purple pumps when Frank came in the room. Frank walked up behind Gerard and grabbed his hips. He pulled him back and pushed his rapidly hardening cock into his covered ass, and fuck if he might as well have not been wearing anything.

"You know, I should just tell everyone to fuck off and take you bent over like this right here in front of this mirror."

Frank growled in Gerard's ear and pushed into his ass to drive his point home. Gerard gasped and grasped the door for leverage.

"How about after, baby, okay?"

Gerard attempted to stand up straight. He really didn't want to ruin his clothes.

"Oh all right, but your ass is sitting next to mine and under the table I am going to drive you crazy."

Frank slapped Gerard's ass hard and the leather made it sting his hand. He found what he was looking for and after taking one more drink of his wife's gorgeous figure he left the room. Gerard fixed his ruffled hair and took one last look in the mirror before turning off the lights and leaving the room.

"Well about time you joined us Big brother."

"Yeah are you always rude when company comes calling Geetard?"

Spencer comes running up to Gerard when he was halfway down the stairs. He whispers in his ear.

"I thought you said it was just supposed to be Mikey and Stan? What the fuck are Brendon and his husband doing here?"

Gerard glared around and frowned.

"I don't know."

Spencer was so busy being frantic that he did not get a chance to take in what Gerard was wearing. Now that he had seen it, he understood why Frank was walking funny when he came downstairs.

"Gee, you look...."

"Wow."

Everyone turned when Ray said that. He was even mesmerized. Frank bumped him lightly.

"Hey man, I thought you were straight?"

"I am, I just... shit man. I gotta get Christa to wear that!"

"Get me to wear what?"

Christa walked in from the kitchen and took a look at Gerard’s outfit.

"Oh fuck off Ray, I do not have that figure!"

Gerard climbed down the rest of the stairs and pecked Frank on the lips.

"Let's eat before dinner gets cold."

***Mikey & Gerard***

Mikey was clearly pissed at all the attention his brother was receiving. He had to admit that he did look good, but why did everyone want to fuck him? Mikey grumbled and went to sit down between Stan and Brendon. He saw how upset Gerard was when he saw Brendon. Brendon loved to torture Gerard by calling him names and pointing out his flaws. This was going to be a good night. As Brendon watched Gerard serve the food he started right in on him.

"Gee Geetard, I hope you remembered that not everyone likes that vegetarian crap you like to cook."

Gerard shot him a dirty look and sneered.

"Stop calling me that, and I didn't just prepare vegetarian food."

"Now now now Brendy, let Gerard serve all the food before you pass judgment."

"I know Daddy, but I just worry about your delicate condition and I know you can't have too much roughage or you get sick."

"Thank you darling, but I will be fine, honestly I will."

"Okay Daddy, I love you."

"Love you too Donny."

Gerard aggressively dropped food on to Brendon's plate and smirked when the red kidney beans splattered on the front of his white blouse.

"Ahhh, what the fuck!? Watch it you dumb bitch! Daddy, he did that on purpose!"

"No he didn't you freak, I saw it all."

"You would be on his side Spincter!"

"Alright, come on, I'll show you where the bathroom is and you can clean up. Please be more careful okay Gee?"

Frank got up and waited for Brendon to join him. Gerard stepped around and went to 'Daddy's' plate and gently lowered food on his plate.

"Okay Frankie. Here jephy, enjoy."

"Why thank you Gerard, it looks delicious and might I add that you do too. You better keep an eye on this one Iero. He is a tasty catch."

"Oh I know it. I had to tell more than one person in the last week not to touch my property."

"Well you may have to do that more than you think Frank since Gerard seems to attract those kinds of people all the time don't you Big brother?"

Gerard had just finished giggling at 'Daddy's' compliment when Mikey spoke.

"It's really not my fault. You know that, Baby brother."

Gerard finally finished serving everyone and plopped down in his seat just as Frank returned from escorting Brendon.

"Sometimes I get lucky and attract wonderful men, like my perfect husband here."

He worked his hand under the table and rubbed Frank's thigh. Frank growled and pulled Gerard into his lap. He pushed the still obvious hard on into his ass and smiled.

"Oh I think I am the lucky one here right Stan?"

"Oh yes, we both got lucky."

Stan reaches over to touch Mikey, but Mikey pulls away slightly.

"Ooohh, sorry baby, but I am getting a little worried about Brendon, I am just going to go check on him. Gee, can you show me where it is?"

Gerard flashed a fake smile.

"Sure. Excuse us honey, but I'll be right back."

Gerard carefully removed himself from Frank’s lap and signaled his brother to follow him out of the dining room.

”I’ll be back in just a minute Stany.”

Mikey followed close behind Gerard, watching as they turn the corner and leave the sight of everyone. As soon as he is sure they are safe. He pulls Gerard's hair and slams his back into the wall. He throws a hand quickly over his mouth so to stifle any noises. He whispered hotly into his brother’s ear.

"Now bitch, this is payback for showing me up in front of everyone."

Gerard's scream was muffled behind his brother’s hand. His blunt nails clawed at his wrists, but it was useless. He had no effect on Mikey.

"G'ut ooff!"

"Wow Gee, you actually have fight in you? I am impressed. Did Frankie boy manage to tame the wild Gerard and get you off the coke? Too bad it's a waste of time because you will always be a drugged out whore who will take it up the ass from anyone. Hey, has hubby's son tried yet? What about his daughter? Oohh, maybe they will double team you. I bet she has a sweet collection of strap ons that she fucks her brother with, maybe if you are lucky she will fuck you too."

At that point Brendon comes out of the bathroom and sees them. He smirks and slides up behind Mikey.

"Oohh Mikey, what do we have here? Looks like a little coke whore to me. Should we give it some coke and see?"

Gerard's eyes widened at that. He started thrashing against the wall.

"Noo G'ut ooff!"

He felt Mikey's grip tighten in his hair and he cringed, wrapping his hands around his brother’s wrists and squeezing. Brendon produces the telltale bag of white powder from his pocket. He swings it in front of Gerard.

"Oh lookie here what I have. A little Colombian Gold. Huh, and a hundred dollar bill. I wonder what a little coke whore like you could do with this?"

Brendon reached out and shoved it down Gerard's shirt and squeezed one of his nipples. He pushed against Mikey hard enough to push Mikey into Gerard. Mikey smirked when he realized that Gerard was hard.

"Look Bren, the coke whore is getting hard. See he really wants it. Maybe you should take him in the back and fuck him till he snorts the whole bag."

Mikey reaches into Gerard's shirt and dips his finger in the powder and drags it across Gerard's upper lip. Gerard released a low groan and squeezed his eyes shut. He rams his knee up and catches Mikey in between his legs, doubling him over, and managing to get out of Mikey's grip. Gerard fell to the ground, wiping his face vigorously. He can fucking taste the drug. His heart rate picked up as he pulled open his shirt and looked in it. Snow. Powder. Flour. White.

"M-Mikey... why the, why the fuck!?"

He screamed, looking up at his brother with fear in his eyes.

"*cough* Oh Gee, did you really think you could stay clean? Fuck that hurt. Come on Bren, let’s go tell Frankie what his little wife is doing in the bathroom."

Brendon sneers and kicks Gerard in the stomach. He helps Mikey stand up and they make their way down the hall leaving Gerard alone.

Gerard lays there, in fetal position, face first. He still had the coke on his face and now tears were sliding down his cheeks, mixing with the drug. Frank was seriously not going to believe anything that just happened. He was going to take Gerard by his hair and throw him in bed and fuck him until he was a sobbing mess. He'll rub Gerard's face in coke and ask him, "do you like that coke whore? That what you want?" Gerard started crying at the thought. Choked sobs and uneven breathing. He was having a panic attack.

***Mikey***

"What's going on here?"

Frank saw Brendon carrying a limping Mikey. Mikey collapsed in front of Frank and he crouched down to him.

"Oh Frank, I don’t know what happened. Gerard just attacked me in the hallway and said horrible things to me. He wanted me to do drugs with him, but I don’t use you know."

"What? That's not possible!"

"It's true Frank, I came out of the bathroom and Mikey was struggling with Gerard, just look at his wrists!"

Frank took Mikey's wrist and Mikey winced. He apologized and carefully pushed up his sleeves. There were scratch marks and deep crescent shaped welts marring the flesh. He looked up again in Mikey's eyes and saw the tears of pain he was holding back.

"Fuck, no."

"I'm sorry, Frank, I tried to warn you. There is no stopping Gerard when he gets like this."

Mikey showed him his shirt and Frank saw the bits of white powder scattered. He could not deny it now.

"He was doing so good too."

Frank collapsed on the floor and Mikey wrapped his arms around him. He pet his hair and cooed to him.

"Shhh, it's okay Frankie. You and I will work together and we will help him. That is what family does right? Takes care of one another?"

Brendon walked back over to Gerard when Frank was distracted. He saw Gerard huddled on the floor still.

"Hey Geetard, don’t worry, Mikey is taking good care of your Frankie so you can go coke up. He's got him wrapped up in his arms, and Frank is loving every minute of it."

Mikey can actually feel Frank crying. This is too fucking perfect. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Brendon leave the room. Now it was time to ham it up. He lifted Frank's face up and gave him his own sad expression.

"Oh please don’t cry Frankie, you’re going to make me cry too. Here."

Mikey reaches up and kisses Frank's eye to absorb the tears. He does the same to the other one and then his nose. Frank smiles a laughs a little at this. Then Mikey goes in for the kill. He kisses his lips, Just a soft peck, but still Frank is taken back by it.

"Whoa Mikey, uh what was that for?"

"You had a tear on it and I was just making sure I got them all."

Frank laughed at the notion and Mikey hugged him again. He pressed his body to Frank's and squeezed tightly. Both Frank and Mikey jumped when they heard a door slam. By this time Brendon had returned and was just casually standing there.

"I should go check on your brother."

"Yes, you do that Frankie, come on Bren, let’s go back to the table."

Frank leaves the room and heads down the hallway while Mikey and Brendon watch him go. When he is out of sight, Brendon pulls Mikey into a deep kiss.

"You my love are fucking brilliant."

"Maybe with luck this time he will overdose."

"Hope so, that shit is laced with PCP."

”Why Mikeyway, you little fucking devil you.”

"Now who's the genius Bren."

They walk back to the table hand and hand.

***Frank and Gerard***

Gerard got on his hands and knees and crawled around the corner. His arms were shaking so bad he could barely keep himself up. He can hear Frank talking to Mikey and his heart rate picked up again.

"Oh please don’t cry Frankie, you’re going to make me cry too. Here."

Gerard took a deep breath and when he released it it was shaky and uneven. He looked around the corner and saw Mikey all over his husband. All over his Frank. ‘No’ he thought, ’No. No. No. No!’ He quickly got up on his feet and ran into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

”Baby.”

Frank makes his way to the hallway. He looks down and sees purple sequins on the ground. Among it is more white powder. Both trails lead to the bathroom at the end of the hallway.

*knock knock*

"Gee?"

Gerard jolted at the sudden knock and it caused him to fuck up one the lines he had started preparing. He couldn't stop shaking so the lines were sloppy.

"W-What?!"

Frank tried the door, of course it was locked.

"Come on Gee open up, let’s talk about this. Don’t do anything foolish please?"

"Why not?! Why fucking not? I always get shitted on and, and I don't even do anything! My b-brother fucking attacked me and his his his, fucking friend threw cocaine down my shirt! I-I-I really tried to give it up, but it always gets thrown in my face."

Gerard was rambling as he was rolling up the hundred bill.

"So since I know you're not gonna believe me I might as fucking well take a hit, because in your mind I already have."

"No baby, what? I never, what are you talking about? Mikey said that you and, wait don't no, I please, baby no!"

Frank was frantic, was Gerard really going to do this? Throw away a month? He knew it was nearly impossible to keep him from drinking, but he had to stop this. Gerard would kill himself. Maybe he should get Spencer, but that meant he would have to leave Gerard alone and oh fuck, why why why?

“Please Gee, baby, I love you, don’t do this to us, please!”

Gerard looked at the counter and listened to Frank's pleading voice. Was he really gonna let Mikey ruin this new perfect life he finally had? He fell against the door and slid down it, tears sliding down his face. He rubbed his hands on his pants and slammed his head back.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck... Frank, I-I-I need it now, y-y-you don’t understand."

Frank looked down and saw a shadow under the door. He saw Gerard's body and he reached his own hand under the crack to make contact with his wife.

"Gee Bear, the only thing you need is me, and the only thing I need is you. We can help each other get through anything. I am so thankful that I found you and I hope you feel the same. Baby, you are the only hope I have in this world besides my children. Can I be the only hope for you?"

Gerard sniffed and closed his eyes. He nodded even though Frank couldn't see him. He stood up, unlocked the door, and opened it.

"Oh thank fucking God Gee!"

Frank wrapped his arms around his wife who collapsed into them. He looked over his shoulder and saw that the cocaine was set up in lines and the rolled bill was there. It looked like it was all there though. He lifted Gerard's face up and pressed his lips in gently.

"Thank you Gee, thank you for trusting me enough to stop."

Gerard nodded weakly and fell against his husband, passing out.

***Frank***

Frank picked him up and brought him into their bedroom using the back stairs to avoid the other guests. He placed Gerard on their bed and wiped his brow. Gerard was sweating, but cold at the same time. He removed Gerard’s shoes and covered him with the sheet. He got up and closed the door. He met Spencer coming down the hallway.

”Is he alright?”

”Yeah, I think so. Look I am really confused as to what happened between Gerard and his brother. I need to tell everyone to leave. Can you please go clean up that mess in the bathroom?”

Spencer nodded and hugged Frank. He went to the bathroom as Frank walked down the hall to the dining room.

”Hey everyone, I’m sorry, but Gerard is not feeling well so he is lying down. Ray, if you will help me clean up dinner. Stan raincheck?”

”No problem Iero, you go take care of your wife.”

Ray got up and started to clear the dishes. Frank went into the kitchen and was joined by Pete.

”Hey Frankie, everything okay?”

”Man Pete, he was going to fucking do coke again. I just, I don’t know what set him off or even where he got it! So may stories and I don’t know who to believe.”

”You have to believe in your wife. I know I said shit about him in the beginning, but he really is a great wife and he treats you so good. I have not seen you this happy since your first year with Greta. Don’t throw that shit away. I have a feeling that his brother is more than what he seems too.”

”But he seems so sincere, I just, I don’t know anymore.”

Ray came in with the pile of dishes and placed them in the sink. He started washing them and listening Frank’s conversation.

”Honestly man, I think it is because you asked him to cut off completely.”

”What do you mean Ray?”

Ray turned around and dried his hands after turning the water off.

”I agree the drugs are bad, and I want to see him off them too, but what is the harm in letting him have a little freedom to choose to drink.”

”*sigh* Really? And you think that it will help that much?”

”Yeah, plus it is giving him the freedom to choose, which he did not have much of in his other relationships.”

As Ray spoke he and pulled a teacup out of the cabinet. He went to the stove and poured some boiling water in it along with a chamomile teabag. He then reached in his coat pocket and pulled out a little flask. He added a bit of the contents and handed it to Frank.

”Here, take this up to him and talk.”

Frank frowned at the idea that he was about to give his wife alcohol, but he also knew that his friend would never steer him wrong.

”Alright, and thanks Ray, you too Pete.”

”Anytime Iero.”

”We got your back Frankie always.”

Frank smiled and headed for the stairs and his wife.

He saw that Christa has ushered out the other guests and was also helping to clean up. She gave him a hug and a reassuring smile as he walked by her and headed up the stairs. ***Gerard***

Gerard's lying in bed, his mind keeps wandering, preventing him from falling asleep. It sucks, it really fucking sucks, but he kept lying there, waiting for his mind to get tired of running in circles.

*knock knock*

"Gee? Hey baby you awake in there?"

Gerard lifted his head from the mass of sheets and pillows

”Yeah.”

Frank walked into the room carrying a small tray with a single cup of steaming tea on it. He walked to Gerard's side of the bed and placed it on the nightstand. He smoothed the hair on Gerard's head and kissed it lightly.

"Come on baby, sit up. Ray said you should drink this, it will help you."

Gerard sat up slowly and took the tea gently from the tray and took a sip. He let the warm liquid slide down the back of his throat. He tasted something familiar... something taboo.

"Rum?" >

Frank scratched his neck feeling uncomfortable.

"Yeah, Ray said it would be helpful to you and well, I had a little talk with Pete and him and they both say that I am being too hard on you. It is one thing for me to expect you to give up something illegal, but to make you give up everything well... maybe I was too hasty. So, I am going to give you a chance. No more coke or pills ever, but you can drink in moderation, just please not around me okay?"

Gerard nodded and then took another sip of the tea.

"Okay. Whatever you say, sweetie."

Frank smirked. He leaned in and took the cup from Gerard. He pulled Gerard into a hug.

"Come on you, let’s get you in a bath and ready for bed."

Notes

Soooo was everyone wondering what was going to happen when Spencer went to see Frank? Hmmmm, were ya? Well now you know. Was it what you expected?

Also, the dreaded dinner with our sweet younger brother Mikey and his Stany. If you don't hate Mikey already...wait.