It's Not a Fashion Statement

franks pov
“Hey Frank, come over here, I need your advice,”
I shuffle round the sofa so I’m sitting next to Gerard. Well, more like sitting on Gerard.
He has his laptop on his knee and points at a calendar displayed on the screen.
“This year, on Halloween, I’ve decided I’m going to hold some sort of charity event. It’s like a big gathering in the park where people can buy spare clothes off the old lines for half the price, and all the money will go to a charity. There’s also stuff to do and Halloween themed games and yeah… I did it the year the business opened and we raised so much. I sent all the money we raised to a small town in a less developed part of Africa and they managed to build a whole school. I really want to do it again, wanna help plan?”
This is a really sweet thing to do, I nod and snuggle myself closer to Gerard. He wraps an arm around me and continues clicking away with one hand on the keyboard. To be honest, I can’t imagine Gerard being a rude and miserable person like Mikey said. I can understand him stressing, and being strict, but rude, just doesn’t suit his personality. From the moment I met him, I realised he is actually a really caring person, not only to me, but he is generally a really nice person. Like if we’re walking somewhere in New York, and he spots someone on the streets, he’ll give them some money and help them out. Or if someone needs help, he’s there, being polite and caring. Whether that’s because of me ‘brightening his life’, as Mikey put it, I don’t know, but I just can’t imagine Gerard being anything else other than polite and caring.

That’s when it clicks in my head, Halloween! My birthday!
“Gerard!” I perk up and tap on his shoulder. Well, it's more like hit than a tap, because I’m that exited.
“Whoa, what’s up?”
“I’ll be seventeen!”
“You will?” when?”
Gerard’s smile has turned to a full grin, showing his perfect white teeth.
“On Halloween!”
“Why didn’t you mention that sooner? That’s only… three and a half weeks!”
“I don’t know…”
“Are you still up for helping me with the charity event, though, like, it is on your birthday?”
“It would be amazing, I’d happily help,”
“Well, we can start organising a few things tomorrow and the day after, I have a meeting the next day, a few free days and then… oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, you have to do a catwalk. Well what ever you want to call it, but you basically have to wear one suit and we both have to show up to a party and you’ll have loads of people photograph you. I know it’s out of your comfort zone, but… would you do it for me?”
No, it doesn’t exactly sound like my favourite thing to do, but if I have to, I’ll do it for Gerard.
“Only because it’s for you.”
“Thank you.”
He looks at me with caring eyes, then slams shut the laptop and places it on the armrest. He leans in and presses his lips to mine, sending my heart racing.
I bring my hand up to the side of his face and mess with his hair, and then I tug on it and he gasps. I part my lips and let him deepen the kiss, his tongue searching around my mouth. I accidentally let out a moan and Gerard pulls away, but I can still feel his hot breath against my skin, and his warm, soft, hands roaming around my body under my shirt.
“Fuck, Frankie, Can I?”
“Yes,”
He takes off my shirt and drops it to the ground. He stands up and searches my shirtless body with his lustful eyes. His pupils are dilated and shimmering, his hair slightly sticking to his forehead. I stand up and unbutton his top few buttons of his shirt, pulling his tie so it’s now loosely hanging around his neck. He pulls a hand through his hair and his breathing is healthy and fuck, he looks so hot.
I join my lips back to his, already missing the contact. He pushes me against a wall and pulls away, pressing soft kisses down my jawline.
He attaches his lips to my collarbone and starts sucking, sending a rush of pleasure throughout my whole body. I can’t do anything but let him mark my fragile skin and I love it. I tilt my head back against the wall and let out a loud moan as he bites down on the soft spot of skin
“Baby, you’re so hot, oh my god,” Gerard lets out with a low growl, and fuck, it goes straight to my dick. He pulls away and holds me close to his sweaty chest as I trace patterns on the skin that is revealed above the loose shirt.
“Gee, please…” I whine, in hopes he will keep going.
I can see he is hesitating; he looks very, very tempted.
“I can’t. As much as I want to right now, oh…oh my god-“ I squeeze his bulge and grab his ass with my other hand.
“Frankie, I swear to god, you better stop-“
I look up at him with innocent eyes and bite my lip. He closes his eyes and lets out a long drawn out sigh. I take it a step further and tug on his hair and start to grind myself on him.
Note to self; Gerard likes when I bring my hand to the side of his face and mess with his hair. Turn ons include innocence and pleading.
So, I do exactly that.
“Frank, I’ve never wanted to fuck anyone so hard so bad in my life, but you know I can’t-“
“But pleaseee, daddy-“
I knew as soon as I said that he would have to give in, at least a bit.
“Frank, no. Please stop, seriously, I’m literally going to cum in pants just thinking about you right now, but you know that-“
Whilst he’s talking I unbutton his incredibly tight pants and palm him through his boxers. I’ve never felt this good in my life and I’m not stopping now.
“Frank, no. Not yet-“
I’ve ever done this before, but I’m not giving up the opportunity now. I know he wants it, even though he is very good at resisting it.
I get on my knees and I pull down his boxers. His cock springs free and he moans incredibly loud. He is pretty big, I mean not like I have really seen anyone else's or have anyone else's to compare it to apart from my own, but I’ve watched plenty of gay porn to know what's decent. Not that it matters that much just... thinking ahead.
"Frank. No."
Not listening.
I take him in my mouth and start sucking. I’ve never done this before, so I’m not too sure exactly how to do it, but it can't be that hard to make him feel good. I swirl my tongue around his length and I hear Gerard moan extremely loud, as he tangles his fingers in my hair.
I dig my tongue into the tip and Gerard cries out, thrusting into my mouth. It takes me by surprise, but I can deal with it. I take more of him and start to deep throat him, looking up with the innocent eyes I know he craves.
"Frank, I swear you will be the death of me, oh my I’m gonna-"
I smirk and rather than pulling away like he expected, I open my mouth back and around him and let his cum fill my mouth. It's sweet and warm and I swallow it down and lick my lips. His face is beautiful, his mouth opening to an 'o' shape and his eyes clenching shut.
I pull his boxers back up and leave him trying to regain his breath against the wall.
"I can't wait until you're seventeen and I get to repay you for that,"
Our breaths are shallow and uneven, the sweat sticking our hair to our foreheads.
"Ugh, me neither,"
-
Gerard pulls me up to his room and makes me share the bed with him like last night. Not that he needed to ask; I would’ve followed him up anyway. This time, Gerard doesn’t even contemplate wearing a shirt; he just pulls on a pair of sweatpants and throws me a pair. I take my shirt off and pull them up, then climbing into the bed. Gerard joins me and puts his arm around my waist, letting my head rest in the crook of his neck.
“You are such a slut,”
“I’m sorry,”
“Please, don’t be, just don’t feel like you have to do anything. Have you ever done anything like that before?”
“You were my first kiss,”
“What?”
“Yeah, in the park, that was my first kiss,”
Gerard slips his eyes shut and holds me closer, again sending a rush of electricity through my body.
“You’re perfect Frankie.”

Notes

Hope my mum doesn't find this