Their Hearts Don't Beat Like Ours

According to Frank, he is her baby, and which is news to me, she’s been getting a little bitchy because he’s always with me or at the tattoo parlor and never with her. He goes over as much as he can.
“She didn’t like Pete much. But I went a whole week at his place without seeing her once. I don’t do that now. She just won’t like the idea of her baby moving out so soon. The plan was always to start my tattoo thing and wait until I have plenty of money saved and making a steady income.”
“Okay, well, as long as you promise to visit often, we should be good.” I say, hopeful.
“Gerard. I’m gonna be raising a baby. Our situation is the equivalence of telling your mom you’re girlfriend is pregnant being just a teenager. You’re basically pregnant, Gee.”
“Okay… Yeah, you’re right. But don’t call my pregnant… that shit’s weird.” Frank laughs and I continue. “But, if we explain the situation, she can’t be mad. It’s not our fault. At all. Getting your girlfriend pregnant is due to stupidity. We can’t help this. She should be proud of you for stepping up and wanting to help me and start a family. Won’t she be happy for you?”
“Gerard, she is happy for me. But, I know my mom. She’s just gonna wish it was 4 years later down the road, and because it’s not, she’ll be a little resentful.”
“Well, what about when she meets Bandit… Or Miles?” I offer.
“She’ll be completely okay.” He smiles and slightly opens his arms. I lean into him and hug his tight.
We decide to wait until we know where we’re moving to tell his mom. A few days past and over those few days we have open houses.
The second one ends up being it. Upon entering, me and Frank share a glance and we just know. It’s a one story brick house. 3 bedroom and 2 in a half bath and is only 100 dollars more a month then the apartment, and with Frank helping, that won’t be a problem. It even has a fenced in backyard. Perfect for the dogs I know Frank will make me get. We agreed on not getting dogs until the baby can walk. It’s safest.
We can move in within 2 weeks, perfect for my lease agreement. And it’s rent, so there’s not shitty paperwork with the bank. The deposit I get back from my apartment is enough for the down payment and 2 months rent. The house requires the first 3 months, but because it’ll be time to pay rent when I have to pay them, it all works out.
Literally perfectly. It’s kind of astonishing.
The last step is telling Frank’s moms.
We decide to go over around lunch time, and his mom appears to be in a decent mood. She hugs me, and shows no anger for me, like Frank said. So, I guess he sees her enough. And he still sleeps here at least 3 nights a week.
“Hey, mama.” Frank says. “We have really exciting news.” Frank is smiling, trying to lighten the mood. Linda’s raises her eyebrows.
“Oh, and what’s that?” She ask.
“We’re going to start from the beginning okay?” Frank says. Linda just nods.
“Well, about 3 months ago, when we were in Pennsylvania doing my school shit. Gerard went to one of Pete’s party. His brother, Mikey, wanted him there.”
“Wait,” Linda stops him. “Your ex-boyfriends new boyfriend slash guy he left you for is your new boyfriends brother?” Frank and I just start laughing. We’ve already discussed how weird it is. “What a small world.” Linda laughs again.
“Yeah, it’s weird. But, uh, anyways. You know how I told you that Gerard was drugged and raped by his crazy ex?” Frank ask. Linda nods. I give him a look. I didn’t know he told her, I’m not mad, but I would’ve like to know she knew. She shoots me a apologetic glance biting his lip.
“Frank, where are you going with this?” Linda ask.
“Mom, the next few statements are important. Please don’t interrupt, alright?” Linda nods.
“She got pregnant that night. And since it’s Gerard’s he had the choice to keep it, and so he’s been a good man and raising it. And I’ve wanted to start a family with Gee since I fell in love with him, and I know it’s really soon, but this seems like it’s meant to be. And so, yesterday, we signed for a bigger house that we’re gonna live in. Together. And raise our child.”
I didn’t look at Linda the entire time he spoke. Scared of what she might be feeling. But I decide I should probably look up.
Bad idea.
Her face is full of horror. Wide eyes, mouth agape, staring at Frank. No one says anything. And then Linda loses it.
“NO! You’re barely 18. You are not moving out and raising a child. I won’t allow it!” Linda’s screaming and throwing her hands everywhere. Frank is just staring at her, almost emotionless.
“Mom, I’m doing what I want. I’m an adult. I love Gee. And this is what I want. You accept it or you don’t.” Franks voice is stern.
“Well, there’s no way in hell I’m excepting it.” She snaps.
“Then, I guess I’ll be round for my stuff sometime when you’re at work.”
“Franklin Anthony Iero Jr., I have let you do so much. I didn’t say anything about the tattoos, the older friends, the 24 year old boyfriend. But I am putting my foot down on this.”
“Mom, you can’t. I’m 18. Eight-fucking-teen. You can’t and won’t change my mind. Bye mom.” Frank leans and kisses her cheek, I can tell his eyes are getting red. I just stayed silent the entire time.
“Frank, Please.” His moms begs. Frank just looks down and grabs my hand. He stand there for a moment and then begins to walk towards the door pulling me with him. He looks at his mom one last time and we walk out. I just watch Frank’s face the entire time. I don’t think he expected her to be upset.
We get back the apartment and Frank still hasn’t said anything, but he won’t let go of my hand.
We go to the couch and I decide to ask him about it.
“Frank, I,” I’m cut off by Frank throwing himself on me, kissing my roughly and sliding his tongue into my mouth. I just sit there in shock for a second before falling into the kiss. Franks hand takes no time in lifting up my shirt over my head, and when we break the kiss to lift I stop Frank.
“Frankie, we need to talk about this.”
“Gee, please, just let me fuck you, and then we can talk. I promise.”
I want to protest. Tell him no sex until he opens up, but my erection starts to grow as I watch Frank take off his shirt and undo his pants then mine. He looks back up to me. And my hormones decide for me, so I nod.
His mouth connects to my collarbones as he starts to pull down my pants and boxers in one swift tug. He does the same to himself, and we’re left making out on the couch, naked.
Suddenly Frank pulls himself off of me and goes into the kitchen. I watch him as I see dig through the CVS bag on the counter. Oh, yeah. We bought new lube yesterday. We tend to go through it rather… quickly.
He starts walking back and by the time he gets to me, he has three fingers lubed. I get on all fours at one end of the couch with my ass in the air and my head turned to look at Frank expectantly.
“Trying something new, are we?” Frank ask, a smirk on his face. I smirk back and wink. I know girls really like doggy style, so it has to feel good for a guy too, right?
Frank slides two fingers into me, slowly. I don’t need to start out with one any more. He thrust his hand in and out until I start letting out moans and he adds the other finger. This one always hurts, but I’ve gotten used to it, and it only last a minute and soon he’s scissoring me and I’m turning into a moaning mess. God, I’m such a bottom. The hand that was on my back leaves and I hear Frank open the bottle, lubing up his dick. His hand leaves me and I whimper at the lost. But it’s soon replaced by the head of his dick. I take a deep breathe, expecting Frank to go slow at first like normal. But, that’s not the case this time. With one quick thrust, frank is buried inside me. I scream out, I wasn’t expecting that.
“You okay?” Frank ask, but his voice doesn’t sound as soft as normal.
“Move, Frank.” I reply. My ass is burning, but somehow this burning feels right. Frank obeys and starts moving, he goes right into a fast pace, making me whimper. His movements get harder, and I shift my ass to the right, and he hits my prostate dead on.
“Frankie! Right there!” I yell out, shaking with pleasure.
“Oh, you like that.” Frank growls as he thrust into my prostate again. “Baby, you’re so tight.”
He repeatedly hits my prostate and I can barely stay up on my knees. Frank’s fucking me hard, almost ruthlessly. The only sound he’s making is loud grunts and groan. We’ve gone hard before, but never like this. Even though the situation feels off, it’s still incredibly hot.
“Scream, baby.” He grunts out as he thrust again. Okay, he wants dirty talk.
“Baby!” I screech out. “You like fucking my tight little ass, baby?” I let out a moan as he hits my spot again.
“Fuck you’re so big. Harder, baby. Harder!” My talk earns me a loud groan of “Gee, baby. Fuck” from Frank and he somehow goes harder. I scream out with every thrust, losing all control. Frank’s fucking me like a cheap whore, and I just get more turned on. I reach for my dick to jack myself off, but Frank see’s my hand going down and moves it out the way.
“Cum untouched.” Frank commands in a low growl, at the same time he slaps my ass, making a loud pop, I scream from the pain, but also from the pleasure behind it. God that felt good. Good enough for me to start to feel the familiar pit in my stomach, knowing I’m close.
“I’m- fuck- I’m almost there. Harder, harder. I wanna – god, fuck – wanna cum.” I stutter. Frank fucks me into the couch as hard as I think is physically possible until I’m there. With one last hit of my prostate I scream out Frank’s name and profanities cumming all over the couch.
Frank thrust into me, grunting, a few more times and he loses it inside of me groaning profanities. I feel him fill me up, he slows his thrust to a stop before pulling out of me. I feel his hands wrap around my waist and he spins me around in one swift motion and lands down on top me. His face is right above mine. He connects our lips, kissing me tenderly.
“Was that to much? I- I’m sorry. Did I hurt you, baby?” He sounds regretful. I laugh.
“Frankie. That was the hottest sex I’ve ever had.” I giggle again, and watch Frank’s lips curl into a smile.
“Yeah, it was intense.”
“You know I like it rough, babyboy.” I say, smirking. I kiss him again, hard, but it ends quickly.
“I love you.” He tells me.
“I love you too.” I reply. “Frankie?” He looks at me.
“She’ll come around.” I say. He closes his eyes and nods.
“Yeah. I know she will. I just hoped she wouldn’t have too.”
“I know, baby. I know.” I say, rubbing my hand up and down his back. He buries his face in my neck and drifts off to sleep quickly. I soon follow. And we spend the rest of the afternoon napping, naked, on the couch.

Notes

I know this is short. I had a little writers block after the thing with Frank's mom and decided smut is always good.
So, I won't be able to update until Sunday. I'm going to a friends until then. And the update may not be posted on Sunday, even.
There will be a lack of updates for the next 3 weeks. Hopefully I can update a few times. But i will be posting a author's note soon explaining why. So don't give up on me!
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