Their Hearts Don't Beat Like Ours

Time Lapse – A month later
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I take a sip out of the coffee that Frankie just brought me, and smile at him.
“Okay, babe. You need to help with this!” Frank whines from end of the couch.
‘This’ is his art history homework. Frank’s homeschool. Has been for 2 years now, because when he came out as gay and left Jamia, the bitch turned the whole school against him.
I sit my coffee down and lean closer to Frank, I grab his laptop and the first thing I see is the statue of David. The question is who’s the artists? So I scroll down and type in Michelangelo.
“There.” I kiss Frank cheeks and rest my head on his shoulder.
“He has a really small dick.” Frank says, staring at the picture.
I laugh. “Mhm, nothing compared to you.” I smirk.
Frank looks at me with a sly smirk on his face, “I’m done with this now.” He sits the laptop down on the coffee table and turns his body on one knee to straddle me. He immediately connects our lips. We make out for a few minutes, intensely. The past month, in my eyes, have been good. I don’t know if Frank feels the same way.
I haven’t said I’m gay out oud, and because I’m waiting til I can see it to tell my parents, I haven’t told my parents. I’ve learned more about Frank, and now we’re just as close as me and Mikey are. We haven’t sex yet, Frank’s still 17. And what we’ve done haven’t went past handjobs. I’m okay with that, I know Frank is too. We’re taking things slow, like we should be. The only problem is, that I feel like I haven’t made progress. Yeah, I’m more comfortable with myself like a guy. I don’t question myself after I kiss him or stare at his ass or touch his dick. But we haven’t done anything to push any boundaries. Then I get an idea, a step that needs to be taken.
“Frank, Uh- Frank.” I end up moaning out because Frank is attacking my neck.
Frank just hums in response.
“No, Frank, s-stop.” Frank jolts up with a worried look.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, but I got an idea.”
“What?”
“We need to go out.”
“Out?”
“On a date…” this time my words aren’t so stern, and I speak shyly. Frank’s face lightens up into a huge grin.
“You wanna go on a date with me?” His voice got a little higher to, which is his happy voice.
“Yeah, I was thinking that maybe it’d be good to go out, and see how I react to people reacting to us.”
Frank smile doesn’t leave his face. “I wanted to ask you out, but I was scared you’d say no cause you weren’t ready. But I’d love to.” He says and pulls me into a deep kiss.
“Well, it’s Friday. And it’s 6 at night. If you finish your test, we can go tonight.”
Frank’s smile gets even wider, and he jumps off me and grabs his laptop in one swift motion. I giggle. “I’m going to shower. Hurry!” I lean down and kiss his forehead and go back to shower.
Frank finishes his test in 20 minutes, and in the next 20, he’s showered and ready to go. I have no idea where we should go, but that’s okay.
“So, you just want to keep it simple and get dinner?” I ask Frank after we get into my car.
“Yeah, babe. That sounds great!” Frank’s started to call me babe, and sometimes baby. It’s my favorite thing that comes out his mouth.
I start to contemplate, fancy or not so fancy. With what we’re wearing, I think a in between will be better. There’s this little French café just 5 miles away. It’s nice, but not fancy. I decide on it and start driving that way. Once we get there, I decide to be the total gentlemen and run out my door to open Frank’s. He just grins at me. God himself should be jealous of that smile.
“Come here!” I say to Frank, as I wrap my arm around his waist and pull him close enough to bend down to kiss him. That was our first kiss in public. He just lightly smiles, looking content.
It’s find your own table, so we do that and sit down. Frank grabs my hand under the table when the waitress comes.
“Hello, gentlemen. Can I start you off with some drinks?”
I pull our conjoined hands to the table. Frank looks at me with semi-wide eyes and I just smile.
“Coke, please.” I say to the waitress.
“Same.” Frank tells her.
She looks from her pad down to her hands and smiles. “You two are making me miss my girlfriend. I’ll be right back with those drinks.” She walks away before we can reply.
I just smile to myself and look up at Frank who is looking at me with the most beautiful eyes on the planet.
“What?” I ask.
Frank looks down to our hands and squeezes mine. “I’m so proud of you.”
I just beam at him, not knowing what to say, he continues, “You kissed me in public, and now you’re flaunting us. I’m just so fucking proud of you right now, baby.”
I lean over the table, wanting a kiss, Frank catches my mood, and leans over too. We kiss softly. Nothing special. And sit back down. The waitress returns with our drinks.
“Here you go. Are you ready to order?”
I look down at the menu and order something with Chicken while Frank orders a salad. We talk through the rest of the date, only separating hands to eat. We share a few kisses and laughs.
I can feel a few people staring at us, but I don’t let it bother me. Frank’s words are dawning on me, I’m so proud of myself, too.
We leave the waitress a nice tip and pay for our food. Our hand stay connected the entire drive home, and I surprise Frank when we walk through the door.
I turn Frank around and press him against the door, shutting it with his body. My lips connect to his, but don’t take long until I move them to his neck. He moans lightly under and me and bite down softly on his collar bone and suck, leaving a light bruise.
I release Frank and he whimpers from lack of contact. My lips go to his ear. “Frankie.”
“Hmmm?”
“I wanna make some more progress tonight.”
Frank’s hands brace my chest to push me away from him.
“Gerard, are you- but, I’m not 18 yet. Are you really,”
I cut him off. “Frank, I was thinking more along the lines of a blowjob.”
Franks face goes from confused to relief to slightly disappointed. “Oh, yeah, okay. That’s the second best thing I guess.” He winks at me. Goddamn him. I force my mouth against his again but this time I pull him towards the stairs.
“Jump!” I practically scream. Frank obeys and I grab his legs and wrap them around my waist so I can carry him up stairs without breaking the kiss. His tongue rubs against mine, making me moan and walk faster. I drop us both on the bed, me falling on top, and moving to straddle him. I sit up to remove my shirt, and watch as Frankie does the same, revealing the tattoos I have had the pleasure to become familiar with. I smirk down at him, and feel his hands fumbling with my pants.
It’s moments like that I wish I could say the words out loud. Clearly, if I’m so turned on by a shirtless man taking my pants off, I am gay. But something in my head won’t let me speak those words no matter how hard I try. He gets my pants to my knees and starts working down his. I get off the bed and pull both my pants and boxers down and help Frank get his pants off.
I slowly lean towards his middle, and play with his boxers, making his breathe hitch over and over. I pull his boxers off, and marvel in the thing that’s all mine. I jump back on the bed and straddle him again, both us naked, and lean up to quickly kiss his lips before I start to kiss down his neck, to his chest, to his stomach, every lingering kiss leaving him a squirming mess. When I get to his member, it’s not fully hard, laying on his stomach. I grab the base of it, and hear Frank let out a loud gasp.
Frank looks at me and I look at him. Am I really about to put another man’s dick in my mouth? I think I want too, but I don’t know. Maybe this’ll give me the answers I want. Maybe this’ll confirm my thoughts.
Frank, has learned to read my mind it seems, and so what he says next is not surprising at all.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, baby.”
“No, I want to.” I confirm. Okay. I’m doing this. This might not be the best thing to think about when your sucking off a dude that might as well be your boyfriend, but I pictured all my exes sucking my off. It didn’t turn me on. I just tried to remember all the little things they did that made me lose my mind.
I started by licking up the shaft, and digging my tongue into the slit. I sank my mouth down on the head, and looked up at Frank. He was panting, his head leaned back and eyes closed. I had to be doing something right. After another minute of teasing, I sink my head down on to his dick and Frank’s whole body jumps and his dick goes all the way back to my throat. I pause for a moment, slightly nervous. C’mon, Gee, you buck up too. You can’t be mad if he bucks up. It’s a guy thing.
I go back to focus and start moving up and down, at a steady pace. Frank’s moaning, sounding like a cheap whore. “Faster, babe, faster.” I obey and suck faster, whirling my tongue around the head when I get up. Frank has one hand knotted in my hair and the other on my shoulder. I have one band placed firmly at the base of Frank’s dick, and the other resting on his hip, rubbing it slightly. My dick is throbbing, hard. I resist the urge to touch it so I can focus on Frank. It’s not too much longer until Frank gives me the warning. “Fuck, Gee, I’m gonna, gonna c-cum!”
Okay. Do I swallow it? I know I prefer when girls swallow. But I heard it’s disgusting. Maybe it’s not. Maybe Frank’s is good. I’m gonna swallow. I keep sucking, this time faster, and harder.
“Gee, baby, get off. I’m gonna- FUCK - ahhhh, Gee!” Frank shoots his cum into my mouth. I continue to suck as the thick fluid hits the back of my throat, letting him ride out of my orgasm. The cum isn’t as bad as I thought. I wouldn’t drink it on a daily or anything. It’s salty, but not necessarily awful.
I let of Frank’s dick with a pop, and crawl back up his body and kiss him.
“Gee, you didn’t have to swallow. I would’ve understood.”
“I know, I wanted to see what it was like.”
“Well, what was it like?”
“Salty.” I laugh, Frank shakes his head and glares at me. “Oh, you mean giving head? I… I liked it. Yeah, I liked it. You looked really hot.” I smirk at him.
“Good, I’m glad.” Frank smiles at me before grabbing my waist and starting to pull the covers over us.
I grab his wrist. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“It’s late, I thought we’d just go to bed.”
“We can, after you return my favor.” I wink at Frank who just smirks and climbs on top of me, kissing his way down my body. I lean my head back and put my hands on his head, smoaning as he takes me in his mouth.
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The next morning, I wake up to Frank kissing me and the smell of coffee.
“C’mon, sleeping beauty. You’re crack waters gonna get cold.” I laugh and jolt out of bed, putting on boxers, seeing that’s all Frank is wearing. We walk to the kitchen and I grab an already prepared cup of coffee from the island and go to the couch. Frank follows. I sit down and Frank sits beside me head on the shoulder.
“How long have you been up, Frankie?” I ask, breaking the peaceful, morning silence.
“An hour, mom called me.”
“Shit, were you not supposed to spend the night?”
“Oh, no, I told her I was when I left yesterday.”
“We didn’t plan on it.”
“I know.” I hear the smirk in his voice. “Anyways, I gotta go to Pittsburg tomorrow, for a few days.” My face sinks. No Frank for 3 days?
“Why?” Frank looks up, with a slight smile on his face.
“Hey, it’s only a 3 days.” He caresses my cheeks. “My ‘school’ called, and since I passed the summer term, I have all my credits, I just gotta take a test to prove I’m smart enough to graduate. And then we’re visiting some family in PA while we’re there.”
“Baby, that’s great!” I kiss his cheek.
“Yeah, I’m stoked. It’s just weird. My senior year is supposed to start Monday at Belleville High, but instead, I’m already done.”
“Well, should you get home and study?”
“Nah, I’m good. I wanna spend today with you.”
I smile and pull him closer to my side, “Your wish is my command, Frankie.”

Notes

Hey, more smut. Sorry, i wasn't planning on having much, but i realized it's kinda necessary for the main plot, y'know? anyway, the next chapter is wear all the drama begins, and then the following will have necessary smut. (sorry, if you don't like it) about the time lapse - i don't want this to be a really rushed relationship, i want it to show that they took a little time. maybe not much, but at least some. anyways keep commenting, and subscribing. that shit makes me happy, and i really like knowing what you think of a chapter. so, yeah. stay lovely! thanks for reading!