If Home Is Where The Heart Is, We're All Just Fucked

“Oh you want it.” I said, grabbing his stupid teacher-looking shirt and pulling his face close to mine. I sealed the gap between our lips and we struggled but I soon gave in. He grabbed my hips and pulled me close, grinding against me. Gerard slammed me against the wall and groaned in pleasure.
“Mhf-Gerrrrrrarrrrrd.” I said, rolling the r’s around. My body filled with pleasure and I grabbed his hair, pulling his lips harder against mine. He pulled my shirt over my head, gasping for breath. I felt his dick rising with anticipation, so I wrapped my legs around his hips and he started to carry me to bed.
“Fraank.” He wheezed.
Suddenly, an alarm came on, blasting a song. “OH SHE WAS JUST SEVENTEEN! YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN-!” Gerard paused and got up. He slammed the alarm clock off and began to cry. I guess the song reminded him. I was just seventeen. He looked miserable.
“This is wrong.” He shook his head, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“What’s wrong, Daddy?” I asked in my most seductive voice. I wanted him. And I wanted him now!
“This. Us. You’re 17 for Christ’s sake!” He cried out.
“And soon, I’ll be 18. And it won’t be illegal. I turn eighteen on Halloween. It’s September. It doesn’t matter, daddy. Please.” I begged, spreading my legs out a little when I said daddy. I hope this will work. It did.
Gerard climbed on top of me, grabbing my crotch. He unzipped his pants and started to pull them down. “I don’t want to be right.”
“Think later, fuck now.” I moaned into his ear. I put my head closer to his crotch and grabbed the zipper with my teeth, slowly dragging it down. He pushed against me, and I grunted in response. He pulled his pants down to make it easier for me.
I moaned out loudly. This was all wrong. Not only because he was now my foster father, but also because we had just met. And that was what snapped me out of my needy trance.
“Gerard. Mr. Way. Stop.” I said, attempting to push him off of my body.
“Come on. You want it.” He ran his hands over my hard dick, teasing me as much as he could. He pressed against me.
“But we barely know each other…I do want it, but not as just a one night stand. I don’t want us to pretend like nothing happened after this. If we really do this…” I trailed off.
“You said it yourself. You’re almost 18. And do you really think I’m the type of guy who just has one night stands? I feel a connection to you Frank. I know you feel it too.” He ran his tongue down the v in my hips, his hands grasping on my thighs for a better hold.
“Oh that’s it-“ I whined like a cheap whore as I thrust my hips towards Gerard. I looked up at him and smiled reassuringly. “You’re about to be blown away.”
“Who’s your daddy?” He smirked as I bucked against him. He took my hard dick in his mouth and sucked on it roughly. I moaned and he moved swifter, hearing me groan. I came warm and wet inside him and he moaned, swallowing my load.
“You are…ohhh daddy please more.” I began to thrust my hips forward to him, repeatedly.
“Come on. How about my turn, baby?” He guided my head towards his crotch and moaned in anticipation. I put my mouth around Gerard’s warm cock, and he thrusted his hips again, coming inside me, moaning as I swallowed. He fell back onto the bed beside me. Gerard grabbed me and pulled me close, wrapping his arms around my hips. He bit my lip, and covered my neck in kisses, all while moaning my name. Then he lay down, releasing a big sigh. Wow, that was good.

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