*Frank's Point of View*
I stared at Gerard, and he stared at me. I had been sitting on these swings for the past five minutes doing just that. He made no move to hit me, or hurt me, he just stared at me from the bottom of the slide. He actually looked kind of cute with his knees pulled to his chest, and his chin resting on his knees. No, I can't think like that about my bully. He was standing up now, and walking over to me.
"Hello." His voice was cold and monotonous. I just stared at him, my eyes tracing his beautiful features. Shut up Frank. He waved his hand in front of my face, "Are you there, faggot?" He asked me. I growled, "Don't make me punch you." He scoffed. "Like you would." I tried to hit him but he caught my hand and yanked me forward, off the swing.
"What are you doing?" I snapped, jerking my hand away. He smirked, "I'm being nice." He said in a flat tone. He stepped towards me again and I stepped back, tripping over the swing and falling on my head. He began to laugh. "Oh my god!" He shouted. For some reason, he found me falling and almost cracking my head open.
Oh wait. He was my bully.
I groaned and then I was being yanked to my feet. I was back in front of Gee, errr... Gerard, and we were standing awfully close. It made me uncomfortable... I couldn't back up though, because I didn't want to fall on my head again. "Gerard, what the hell is up with you?" I said trying to step to the side.
He put his arm out, resting his palm against the pole, blocking my route of escape. Dammit. I tried to go out the other way but his other arm caught my waist. Was he coming onto me or something? My heart was thudding up in my ears, and I felt like throwing up, but at the same time, my urge to kiss him was overwhelming. I groaned as I felt bile rising in my throat. I leaned forward my head resting on Gerard's shoulder.
"What are you doing?" He asked quietly, "Trying not to throw up." And with that he stepped back, "Why are you trying not to throw up?" He asked me, "Because I'm nervous." He stared at me, "Why?" He stepped back towards me, grabbing my shoulder. I stiffened up and stared back at him, awkwardly.
"Gerard, I thought you wanted to kill me for hanging out with Ray." I reminded him, desperate to get out of this situation. He shrugged, "Is there anything I can do to get away from you right now?" I asked. He shook his head, "Probably not." He said. I stood up on my tip toes, crashing my lips against his, trying to weird him out.
Much to my surprise, he kissed back.

*Gerard's Point of View*
The hair on the back of my neck stood up as I felt Frank's lips collide against mine. It took me a moment to realize what was going on, but I kissed back, and took a step towards him, closing the gap between our bodies. His hand reached up, fingers tangling in my raven locks, he pulled gently. I let out a little gasp, hair pulling was a turn on for me.
He pulled away, and I let out a little whimper. His eyebrow shot up in skepticism. "This isn't some sick joke your playing on me, is it?" He questioned me. I didn't respond, but instead I placed my lips against his jaw, leaving a trail of kisses down his neck. I easily found a sweet spot on his throat, and I heard him moan. I began to suck gently, then bit down. He pushed his hips against mine.
"Let's go back to my house?" I suggested, my lips still attached to his neck. He began to nod slowly. I grabbed his hand, and his face flushed even more red, "Lead the way." He whispered, shifting uncomfortably. "Those skinny jeans do nothing to hide that bulge." I joked. He looked at me incredulously and I laughed.
We walked together in silence, back to my house, which was about a block from the park. "Mikey is the only one home." I informed him, "And he's probably up in his room, blasting his music." I continued, "Oh, and I sleep in the basement." I added as I fumbled with the keys. I swung open the front door, and quietly dragged him towards my room.
I open my door, then hear Mikey open his, "Down stairs." I shoved Frank gently towards the stairs, and he slipped down into my room. Mikey appeared around the corner of the upstairs stairs and stares (lots of stairs and stares) at me. "What's going on?" He asks, seeing my face was flushed, and my breathing was slightly off. I shrugged, "I ran home from the park." I answered.
He obviously didn't believe me. "What's her name?" He said with a smirk. I fished around for a name for a second, "Angelica." I answered after a moment. He nodded slowly, "Try not to make too much noise?" And with that he spun and ran back upstairs.
I slipped down the stairs, and Frank was laying on my bed, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. He looked pretty fucking cute. He didn't notice my presence until I was pinning him. He stared up at me, and I stared back down at him. "Well, we aren't getting anywhere by just staring at each other." He pointed out, and I latched my lips onto his neck.
He started to make soft, desperate noises as I nipped, and sucked gently on his neck. I could feel his erection through his jeans, and he started to squirm underneath me, grinding up against me. Ah... the friction felt amazing. I groaned quietly against his neck. I broke away, just long enough to strip both his shirt, and my shirt off. I kissed down his chest, licking around on his collar bone, and down his pecks.
His moaning was enough to get me hard on its own. I moved back to his lips, crashing mine against his, kissing him hungrily, and grinding against him. My fingers trailed slowly downwards, playing gently with the button on his jeans. I undid it quickly, and unzipped the zipper. He grabbed my wrist before I could pull his pants down. "Don't." He whispered. "Calm down..." I whispered, "It'll be fine... I promise." I assured him.
I pulled his pants down slowly, I could feel him shake gently against my bed. I glanced at the tent in his boxers. "Impressive." I murmured, drawing my full attention to his erection. He blushed harshly, "Don't stare." He was nervous, I could tell. It was very obvious. "Relax." I rubbed his shoulder gently.
While he was focused on my words, and the hand on his shoulder, I began to palm him through his boxers, and he began to whimper, bucking his hips a little. I practically tore his boxers off, wrapping my hand around his shaft. I slowly began to jack him off. He whimpered even more, bucking up his hips further. "T-tease!" He gasped.
I laughed, and then suddenly I was being pinned, my own jeans being pulled off, followed by my boxers. A lustful glint light up his eyes, and he dropped down, I gripped the sheets, and tensed up as he wrapped his mouth around the head of my rock hard dick. I moaned quietly, my hands wrapping up in the sheets. He began to take the rest of my shaft in his mouth, and it was my turn to buck my hips.

*Frank's Point of View*
He had an impressive length, and it was hard to fit in my mouth. I began to gag a little as the head hit the back of my throat, but I proceeded to go down. I heard him moaning loudly, and desperately. "C-c'mon Frankie..." He weaved his fingers through my hair and pulled. I groaned softly. I pulled my mouth away, "What do you want me to do?" I asked. He was blushing profusely.
"You gotta tell me." I said liking up the line of his abs. He bucked his hips slightly, "Frankie..." He groaned, obviously not wanting to say it. "Come on, Gerard, tell me what you want." I whispered, drawing my tongue back down his length, "B-but you know what I want." Gerard whispered.
I smirked and shoved three of my fingers into his mouth, and he squeaked in surprise. Once I was satisfied with the amount of his saliva coating my fingers, I pulled them from his mouth. He looked up at me, fear and lust shone bright in his eyes. "Do you want me to keep going?" I asked as I pushed my index finger against his hole.
He whimpered in a needy manner, as if begging for more. I slowly began to thrust my finger, in and out. He whimpered more, and I pushed in harder, before withdrawing my fingers, before adding a second one. He desperately pushed against my hand, as I scissored my fingers, stretching his hole.
"Fraaankieeee." He gasped, pushing against my hand more. "Voice your opinion." I said, removing my fingers to add a third digit. He moaned whoreishly loud. "You're going to need to be quiet." I warned as I pumped my fingers into him. "F-fuck me... please." He begged me. I never thought this would happen... like ever.
"Fine." I said, with joking hesitance. He pouted slightly as I pulled my fingers out, missing the contact already. "Do you have lube, or anything?" I questioned. He slowly shook his head 'no'. I sighed quietly before spitting into my palm, then stroking my own hard length a couple times, to sufficiently coat it in saliva.
"This might hurt a little." I said positioning myself between his legs. He took a deep breath as pressed the head of my erection against his hole. "Are you ready?" I prompted. "Y-yes." He stammered, which was adorable. I slowly pushed in, and he groaned, biting his lip, his body tensing with pain. I gave him a moment to adjust to my side, before I slowly began to thrust. I shuddered with intense pleasure.
Eventually Gerard's grunts of pain turned into loud, and whoreish moans of pleasure. I began to moan loudly as well, as my thrusting got faster. He was beginning to pant, and I was searching around for his prostate. I found it, and he practically screamed in pleasure, until I crashed our lips together to shut him up.
I wrapped my hand around his shaft, pumping my arm with my thrusts. He moaned into my lips, and then I felt a knotting in my stomach and I pressed against his prostate as I came. He moaned loudly, and so did I as he came all over my hand, and our stomachs. I pulled out of him, and rolled onto my back, panting. "Oh good lord." I whispered.
Then his hands were around my throat, "You will tell no one about this." He hissed in my face before crashing his lips against mine. I nodded into the kiss and he wrapped his arms around me, and we both relaxed.
"That was actually pretty fantastic." He said, looking at me with a smile. I nodded, "Y-yeah." I stammered, suddenly feeling nervous.

Notes

Yay! I don't know why I'm excited about this, but they did it!