The Ghost of You

Gerard's POV
I ran out of the hotel and straight to Justin's home. Tears streamed down my face. He opened the door before I could knocking.
“What's wrong honey?” He sounded worried
“I don’t wanna talk about it” I sobbed.
We went in his room and he turned the tv on. We just lay there for a while cuddling. When I stopped crying he started to kiss me. His lips moved perfectly on mine and I felt him smiling as I kissed back. He was just perfect and I really loved him.
His hand were on my hips and mine were in his hair while our kiss started to get more passionate.
His tongue glided about my lower lip and I opened it moaning. His hands moved to my ass and he squeezed it. I felt him getting hard. Our tongues fought for dominance but I let him win.
His hips started to grind into mine and I started to moan again. My pants started to get tight.
We broke apart to breath but he started to kiss my neck. He bit and sucked until he found the sweet spot and I let out an embarrassing groan. My lips found his again and he started to unbutton my shirt. We broke apart again just to undress.
We were only in our boxer shorts and I realized the light was still on. Fuck, my boner disappeared immediately.
He could see my scars. He didn't knew about my self harm he didn't knew about my mum or Mikey and he didn't knew about my dad. He wasn't the type of person I could talk to about things like that so I hid it.
I sneaked under the blanket and tried to hide the scars he followed me and we kissed again.
I was pretty sure that he had seen the scars but it seemed like he didn't care and I wouldn't tell him.
We continued making out until both of our pants were about to explode.
His hand rubbed against my boner and I was a moaning mess.
He got rid of his boxer shorts and I felt his boner against my leg.
“Gee? Could you please give me a blow job?”
I never did that before. I mean I technically knew how to do it due to the porn and stuff but I wasn't exactly sure.
I started to kiss him again and began to stroke him slowly. He moaned and started to shove my head down.
He was really really inpatient and almost rude.
When I reached his dick is started to lick the whole length up. I kissed his tip before I put it in my mouth and let my tongue swirl around it.
He moaned again. When I started to lower my head he grabbed my hair and force me down. I felt his tip hit my throat and I had to gag. I couldn't breath and when he finally let my head go it was just for a second.
He fucked my throat and I couldn't do anything but kicking around and crying.
He didn't care and moaned the whole time. It seemed like he liked when I fought back.
I almost puked when he came into my throat. He just laughed about me gagging turned around and fell asleep.
I cried quietly. Why did he do that?

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