Tell Me I'm An Angel

Frank's P.O.V I looked up as I heard the front door open and close. There was a bit of shuffling, then the sound of heels clicking on the floor. Then the stairs. I watched the stairs as the clicking slowed down. Lust over taking all my senses as I waited for the picture to reveal itself infront of me. I was getting very impatient by the time Gerard finally came into view. I frowned when I saw he had the make up on but he also had a trench coat on. "Are you ready, baby?" He asked, grinning. I grinned. "For you? Always." He unfastened the coat, slowly, watching me the whole time. I was painfully hard by the time he dropped the coat to the floor. My mouth dropped open. The picture didn't do him justice. He out shined Tim Curry. There's no beating my Gerard. He stood there with black, strappy, high heeled shoes. Fish net stockings covered his perfect legs. Red suspenders held up the stockings. He wore a skimpy pair of black, side string fastening, black panties that left little to the imagination. The suspenders were attached to the black and red, strapless basque. Around his neck, he'd attached a black collar. His grin widened as he attached a lead to the collar and approached me. "I'm all yours, master." He said as he passed me the end of the lead and straddled me. I moaned as he grazed my hard on with his ass. "Fucking hell, baby." I growled as I pulled him down so he was just a inch from my face. "Your way sexier than Tim fucking Curry." I pulled him closer and closed the gap, kissing him with all the passion and lust I had. Then I had a idea. So I pulled away and pushed him off me. He looked surprised. "Come with me." I ordered as I pulled the lead. He smiled, then followed me. I gently turned him to face the railing. I positioned him so his hands were on the rail. Then i tied the lead to the rail, between where his hands were. I removed the panties, then run my hand over his perfectly formed bare butt. Then I walked to the draw, by the bed, to get lube. I smiled as I took the bottle from the draw. I knew Gerard would be prepared. I turned to see him exactly where I'd left him. I squirted some lube on my hand, rubbing it around three fingers. I put the bottle by Gerards left foot. "You ready, baby?" I asked, rubbing my lube covered fingers around his hole. "Yes, master." He moaned. I gently inserted a finger, working past the ring of muscle. I smiled as he cried out in pleasure. "Another." He moaned after a few seconds. I stopped moving. "Excuse me?" "Another, please, master." I smiled, then added another finger. After a few more seconds, and loads of Gerards sexy moans, I withdrew my fingers and coated my Dick with the lube. Then I lined myself up. I thrust into him without warning. I held his hips as I slammed into him as hard as I could. His head lowered so his forehead rested on the rail infront of him. I sped up, slamming into him. I was just releasing myself inside him when I heard a bang and he yelped, moving his hands towards his face. I pulled out, quickly. I rushed round him to see what happened. But he dropped to his knees, covering his face. "Gee, baby." I said with concern. "What happened?" "I'm a idiot." He moaned. I frowned. "Why, baby?" He started laughing. "I can see it now." He muttered. "The doctor asks how it happened. 'Well, doc. We were having kinky sex and I was leaned over the railing. My husband was making me feel so good that I thought it was a good idea to rest my head on the rail. So when he fucked me harder.....'" He moved his hands to reveal his nose covered in blood. "'...I hit my nose on said railing.'" He laughed again, then cried out in pain. "Fuck, baby." I said, as I grabbed the t-shirt I'd discarded earlier to cover his nose. "I'm so sorry." He stared at me and cupped my cheek. "It's not your fault, honey." He assured me. "I shouldn't have put my head on the railing." He leaned forward and rested his forehead on mine. "Did you enjoy tonight? Apart from the whole 'breaking my own nose' thing?" I smiled. "It was amazing, baby." I admitted. "We should do it again. Minus any injuries." I kissed his forehead. "Let's get you cleaned up. Then we'll take you to the hospital." "I think it's best if I change first." He laughed, then groaned. "Shit. I need to stop doing that." I helped him up and led him to the bathroom. I sat him on the toilet lid while I soaked a cloth in water. I rinsed out most of the water, then moved towards him. "Drop the t-shirt, baby." He did as I said and closed his eyes. I gently used the cloth to wipe the make up off and as much blood as possible. "Doesn't look too bad now, baby." I told him as he winced. "Hold this cloth while I get some clothes for you." He held the cloth over his nose while I went in search of jeans and t-shirt for him. I got dressed on the way. He was leaned against the wall when I got back with his clothes and boxers. He was falling asleep. "No, baby." I said, sitting him back up. "No sleeping, yet." He opened his tired eyes. "But I'm so tired." He moaned. Fuck. It must be worse than I thought. "No sleep yet." I said as I started helping him dress. It took a while. But I finally had him dressed and in the ca

Notes

N oor Gerard. Kinky sex gone wrong. Lol. Love as always. xxx