Vacation Doesn't Count

“POV Frank”

Damn. That Gerard kid really is quite amazing. As I felt his body up against mine, kissing me deeply, his tongue working his way along my mouth, and this arms wrapped around my waist; I tried to give him that sensation he gave me too; but I didn’t think I was doing anything right. So instead, when taking a breath before kissing again, I stopped and slightly pushed away from him. I saw his looked confused, yet like he was expecting something. I just stared at his beautiful angelic face, and then I said,

“Gerard?”
“Yes Frank?”
“I know this is probably really weird to say right now since I’ve only known you for about an hour, but”

he looked at me, like he was just listening, like he cared very deeply for me.

“Gerard… I… I love you.”
“Good, because Frank… I love you so much."

Hearing that there was an army of butterflies flying up into my throat from my stomach, which blocked me from talking. I stared blankly at him, yet what I felt was overjoy and pure love. Gerard smiled at me, kind of shyly, yet so… so, hot. He had his hand rested on my waist, but I felt his hand creep up along my v-line. His touch made me feel like I was soaring, and his smoothness and look he gave me almost seemed like me was pleading to keep going. I of course did approve because my body was tingling with excitement for whatever came next. I felt numbed by his love…

I quickly kissed him on the top of his head as his fingers tangled on the bottom of my shirt, rolling it up; and soon pulling it over my head. As he looked at my chest and stomach silently I started feeling more and more insecure, until he said,

“Damn Frank.” And lightly kissed me.

He looked at my face once more, and started kissing up my stomach, leaving a trail of hickeys. To be touched and admired by this wonderful human being is all I could ever ask for.
When he was done, we kissed for a bit, and then I decided to tug on his shirt too, swiftly pulling it over his head. Looking at his half naked body is made me feel… I don’t know. I just craved for his touch. His lips. Him. As we kissed, skin on skin, tongues fighting for control, and our hips moving up and down I felt myself grow hot, and my dick start to grow hard. I blushed and pulled away, I wouldn’t want to seem weird by getting hard just by kissing and being only half naked. Gerard of course noticed immediately, and unbuttoned his jeans. As his black skinny jeans were shaken off of his legs I stared at him blankly, not knowing what to do. Gerard layed down beside me and allowed his fingers to creep along my neck, to my chest, to my stomach, trailing all the way down to my jeans. Then looking up with that same look as if asking for permission, I nodded and he unzipped and unbuttoned my jeans as well. It felt so right to have this moment with such an amazing guy like Gerard.

Notes

oh well I shouldn't be writing this, I'm too young lmao.
anyway, comment and subscribe if you want to find out what happens next.

much love,
frerardxx