It's Not a Fashion Statement

GERARDS POV
The morning has been occupied with our little game. Every so often frank will start moaning or whimpering in my ear and it’s really frustrating because it’s such a turn on. I do get my own back; in fact it’s really easy. I can basically just walk around shirtless and he’s already half way there.
It’s stupid though, and as soon as I give in, he’ll decide that he’s going to carry on with this stupid little ‘game’, and then when he gives in I end up joking around. I’ve already washed my jeans twice.
But now, we need to start setting up the event.
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“All right, looks good everyone,”
I stand on the stage and look around the park, all the Halloween decorations and lights, the big banners and the games and stuff, It looks amazing.
Frankie is standing next to me with his hand in mine, as his head leaning against my shoulder. We sit down next to each other on the edge of the stage and he leans his head on my shoulder, keeping his hand clutched into mine. I wrap my other arm around him and hug him closer, then tilting his chin up so he’s looking at me. I attach my lips and once again those butterflies in my stomach start to flutter around.
He brings his hand to the side of my face like usual and I push down deeper into the kiss so that it’s passionate and slow. I pull away and jump off the stage so that I’m standing on the floor and Frankie is still sitting on the edge. He wraps his legs around my waist and we re-join our lips, but this time he tugs on my hair and I squeeze his ass.
“Woah, okay, save it till later guys-“
Someone says, but I’m too busy to care to turn around and see which of my staff it was.
“Hey! Shh, it’s cute; let them-“ another scolds the other, and I smile into the kiss just thinking about Frankie and I being classed as cute together.

“Erm mr.way- I mean gerard, people are arriving, I think it’s best that-“
I pull my lips away from Frankie and stare into his eyes as I zone out and forget about what my staff are telling me.
“later,” I whisper in Frankie’s ear and leg go, plonking him down onto the floor.

I notice that there were already quite a lot of people here, so it’s probably a good thing I pulled away when I did, my boner is already noticeable enough as it is.

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“Well thank you everyone for a great evening, and thanks to all my staff and everyone who has helped. We have raised so much money for the homeless kids’ charity, and it’s wonderful we managed to do it as a big community,” I blabber on, talking about the event and what ever else I should be saying, but it’s hard when I have Frankie running through my mind the whole time.
He’s standing with the rest of my staff and as much as I want to look around to the rest of the crowd, I just can’t take my eyes off him.

I put the microphone down and walk off the stage, as the guests all start to file out of the park.
I immediately head to Frankie and his face lights up when he notices me walking his way. He’s talking to Mikey and Kristin, and when they notice my presence Mikey starts talking to me but I immediately go for Frank’s lips.
“Oh, okay then…” mikey just stands there whilst frank and I kiss, a defeated look on his face.
I pull away and then decide I can listen to Mikey.
“Well as I was saying before you… yeah, I thought tonight was great, but we’re heading back now so, nice to see you guys, see you soon.” He waves goodbye and wraps his arm around Kristin.

Frank and I wave back, as we look around and we’re being ordered around by various people to help put stuff away. All I want to do is go home. I don’t have the patience for this…
I look at Frankie and I’m pretty sure he’s thinking the same, as he nods his head toward my limo across the road.
I nod back and take his hand in mine, running toward the car. I know it’s irresponsible to just leave but… I can’t keep my hands off Frankie for any longer, through out the day I’ve just become more and more sexually frustrated to the point I have the patience for nothing.
As soon as the door shuts I attack his lips and force my hands up his shirt so I can feel his hot skin. He grips his hands into my hair and lightly tugs, causing me to moan.
“ugh, gerard you’re so hot-“
He bucks up his hips and the only thing that’s preventing me from ripping his pants off is the fact my driver can see all of this.

He unzips my pants and slides his hand into my boxers, causing me to cuss and moan at the contact.

The car suddenly comes to a halt, and I we jump out so fast we don’t even have time to thank Joe.
I slide the keys into the lock, my hands sweating and shaking I’m that exited, and it takes me a few tries to actually unlock the door.
We step in and Frankie has already started undoing my waistcoat and shirt.
“Upstairs. Now-“ he obliges and we make our way up the stairs, our mouths still never leaving contact.
I swing open the door then slam it shut, pushing Frankie against it.
He finishes with the buttons on my shirt, as I shake it off my shoulders and Frankie pulls my tie off.
I start unbuttoning his shirt, but the ecstasy like feeling running through my body makes my hands shake with anticipation and it’s actually really hard to undo them. I finally get it off and Frankie throws it the other end of the room.

I place kisses down his jawline, as he moans out and I feel my dick become achingly hard.
I find a spot on his neck and start sucking, as he instantly moans out and throws his head back against the wall, withering under my touch.
“Oh fuck, Frankie, you look so hot like this-“
I groan out, and then attaching my lips back to the purple spot and biting down, he lets out another loud moan and I can’t take it, I need him to touch me, anything-
“You sound so sexy when you’re turned on, it’s like your morning voice-“ the end of his sentence is cut off by another breathy moan.
I pin him up and hold his hands above his head, grinding my hips against his, and biting down in another place of his neck.
“Oh… ugh, gerard just- fuck me please,”
Something about his pleading and innocence, and… being a virgin, makes me want him even more.
“Are you sure?” I growl out, hardly able to form words… the thought of having him all to myself, withering on the bed under my touch, just makes me feel complete.
“Fuck, anything gee, please- ugh please, I need you-“
I move us away from the wall and lead him to the bed, pulling his jeans down and throwing them on the floor somewhere. He does the same to me and the restriction my jeans were causing me is finally relieved.
There’s a huge tent in my boxers, Frankie’s too. I look him down with lust blown eyes; we’re really going to do this.
I push him down onto the bed and loop my finger around the waistband of his boxers. I tug at them lightly, and then pull them all the way down, as his cock springs free.
He gasps at the cold air and I pull my own down. I look over him once again, and my mouth waters. He’s so fucking hot, his hair sticking to his face, sweaty and his mouth slightly ajar…
“I don’t have any lube…”
But he takes this as a chance to take me in his mouth. He licks the underside then takes my whole length into his mouth, and it feels so good I might scream.
He laps his tongue over the head a few times, and then digging it into the tip as a bolt of pleasure rushes through me. He pulls away with a wet pop and he licks his lips, wiping the precum away from around his mouth.
“Frank… it’s gonna hurt”
“I don’t care I just want to feel you inside me, now-“
I tell him to get on his hands and knees, and immediately he obliges. I need to prep him the best I can, and I don’t have any lube so…
I tell him to suck on my fingers, and he does so, lapping his tongue around and between my fingers, occasionally moaning. No one has ever made licking fingers this attractive.
I pull my hand out of his mouth and he leans back onto his hands and knees, as I grip my hands to his hips and insert a finger. I hear him gasp and hold his breath as I start to move it around. He’s so warm and tight around me, I don’t know if I’m going to last until I have finished prepping him.
“Another-“ he whispers, and I immediately add a second finger, feeling the stretch around my own fingers.
“Are you okay?”
“It hurts, but keep going,”
I do as I’m told and push my fingers deeper into him, hearing him gasp and mewl, the occasional ‘ow’s ‘ and whines escaping from his lips.
He then pushes back against my fingers and lets out a long loud moan, and I don’t know how long I can take this.
“Fuck, Frankie you look so- fuck,” I gasp, as I decide I can move my fingers.
I start to scissor him, his breathy moans turning into small whimpers and I decide he is finally ready.
I flip him over and lean over his chest, cupping my hands around his cheeks.
“Tell me if it hurts. If it hurts or you want me to stop, you tell me alright?”
He nods, his eyes still shut and his mouth still hanging open in an ‘o’ shape.
I line myself up a his entrance and push in, the warmth and tightness of his hole constricting me, makes me have to use all my power not to pound into him right here right now.
I carry on entering slowly, when I stay there for a moment letting him adjust to my size.
“You okay?” I check, and he hums, his eyes still locked shut.
“Move, please,” I do as asked and start to pull out and in at a slow steady pace, until frank suddenly arches his back against the sheets and screams out.
“Oh my god- gerard, right there,” I oblige and finally allow myself to pound into him in the same spot, as I moan out and cuss, whilst Frankie moans and whimpers.
“Fuck, you like that Frankie?”
A wave of pleasure hits him again, as he screams out my name and his precum starts leaking onto the sheets.
“Faster- please,” he stutters out in a breathy moan, his body shaking and his hands clutching into the sheets.
He starts panting and begging for more, whimpering and stuttering under my touch, driving me on even more.
“Fuck, you’re so tight-“
Our hair is sticking to our faces, whilst we’re both sweating and moaning. Frank cries out again, arching his back and covering his mouth.
“Let everyone hear you baby-“
And I slam into him again, as he screams out and whimpers, telling me he’s close. I start pumping him in time to my own rhythm and I feel his walls clench against my length, as he moans out and releases onto our stomachs.
“GERARD!” he screams, tugging on my hair then arching his back and collapsing into the sheets. The sight of him like that makes me release my own into him and I cry out, a wave of pleasure I’ve never felt before, hitting me.
I pull out and collapse next to him in the bed sheets, panting and our breathing uneven.
We lie on our backs, just looking up at the ceiling, savouring this moment. I turn my head to look at him, and he does the same, as we link eye contact and I feel complete.
He turns his head to look back at the ceiling, as he links his hand into mine.
“I’m having sex way more often,” he states, still panting for breath.
“Yeah, I can work with that,”

He turns over and folds himself up into my arms, as he grabs the sheets and pulls them over us.
“I love you Frankie, that was perfect, you’re so perfect,”
He nods, and looks up at me through his long eyelashes, and huge innocent eyes.
“I love you too, gee.”

Notes

i feel like i deserve an award for updating like ngl i'm pretty good with updates, like pretty much every day i update
not that they're necessarily any good like but what ever