Money For Ropes!

It was nearly three o’clock in the morning and they had just finished watching Ironman 2. Frank hadn't let Gerard skip the first Ironman, the second movie in the series, despite the fact that he’d seen it, so they were now four movies in. The next one was to be Thor, but Gerard was yawning now and wasn’t sure he could keep his eyes open for another two hours.

"You had enough for tonight sugar?"

Frank asked, smiling softly at the cute boy curled up in the corner of the couch, a cushion hugged to his chest. Gerard yawned again and nodded.

"Yeah, it’s been a long day. Can we pick this up tomorrow?...please?"

Frank chuckled fondly at the slight slur in the sleepy boy's voice.

"Of course we can. Do you want anything to drink before you go to sleep?...cocoa, or hot milk?"

"Oh err, no, thank you. I was going to ask though...could I get the WiFi password please?...I’ve been thinking about trying to sell some of my pictures online."

He’d already tried that and had no success, but it was better to say that than to say he needed the internet so he could jerk off for strangers. Frank saw straight through him. He didn’t let on.

"Sure sugar..."

Frank stood and walked over to a writing desk in front of the large picture window. He opened a drawer and pulled out a notepad and pen, then carefully jotted down the WiFi name and password before tearing off the page, returning the pad and pen to the drawer, and walking back over to the couch as Gerard stood to meet him. He held out the paper.

"Here. If you have any problems, just let me know and I’ll deal with it."

Gerard accepted the paper, shivering slightly as his fingers brushed the older man's for a moment longer than strictly necessary. He blushed, looking down at the paper.

"Th-thank you. I should get some sleep. I wanna take a look at the mural walls tomorrow and start drawing up rough plans."

Frank shook his head.

"U-uh. I said you’re going to get up to date on Marvel before you start work...and I meant it."

Gerard frowned slightly, huffing.

"I can sketch while I watch...I can multitask."

Frank smirked.

"I’m sure you can sugar, I’m not doubting your skills."

Gerard yawned again, trying to hide it behind his hand.

"Maybe we can talk about this tomorrow."

Frank smiled warmly.

"Of course honey. You go get some sleep and I’ll see you in the morning."

Gerard smiled shyly at the nickname, nodding slightly.

"Ok. Good night Frank."

Gerard turned and headed out of the room and up the stairs to his room.

"G'night baby boy."

Frank murmured quietly, wishing he could be leading the boy to his room for the night right now. Sighing heavily because he knew he needed to take this slow so he didn’t scare the boy, he set about locking up, before heading up to bed. As he quietly passed Gerard’s bedroom, he couldn’t help but pause, listening for any sign that the redhead was still awake...he was somewhat surprised by what he heard.

"Hello my late night lovelies. I hope you’re all doing well?..."

Frank’s eyes widened...so much for the boy being tired.

"Now I know I don’t normally cum online so late..."

Frank could practically hear the wink and cheeky look Gerard...no...Party gave the camera. He smirked, continuing quickly to his room so he could watch the show. It took him less than a minute from the moment he entered his bedroom and closed the door, until he was sat naked on the bed with his laptop on and logged onto the website he’d discovered just last night...was it really only a day ago? He quickly located Party's feed and clicked the link, a moment later he was staring at that gorgeous red haired boy, already in just thigh high white socks with little bows on them...and shimmery pink lipgloss. He turned the sound on low and watched in awe as the boy slid one slick finger up inside himself, practically purring at the feeling.

"Why thank you Jeff, that feels s-so good."

Frank felt a little guilty knowing that the boy would likely die of embarrassment if he knew his new employer was seeing him like that...but he reminded himself that Gerard wouldn’t do it if he didn’t want people watching. He still felt like kind of a creeper as he squeezed a few drops of lube onto his palm before wrapping his fingers loosely around his already hard cock...but he wasn’t worried enough to stop.

"Tonight’s gonna be *uh* quite quick..."

Party gasped as he found his sweet spot. He knew he wasn’t going to be on for a long time tonight...just a good time.

"It’s late and I’m *ohh*...I’m already so c-close..."

He’d called the movie session partly because he was tired, but also partly because he was trying to hide his hard-on behind a cushion for the last couple of hours and it was getting rather uncomfortable. Damn Frank for being so gorgeous and dominant...even if he wasn’t trying to be at the time. Gerard hoped the older man hadn’t noticed his predicament.

Party looked at his laptop and the list of requests. So many. He wouldn’t even manage half tonight.

"Hi there Johnny, it’s been a w-while babe. You’d like me to do what with my favourite purple dildo?...you’d like me to fuck myself with it?!...well as you ask so v-very nicely."

Party pulled his finger out with a tiny whimper leaving his lips, then picked up the dildo in question...the one he had named "Frankie" just last night, and brought it up to his lips, softly kissing the tip. He turned heavily lidded eyes to the camera.

"I just need to get it nice and...wet."

He smirked before opening his mouth and taking the purple phallus in between his soft pink lips. He held eye contact with the camera as he slid the dildo in and out a couple of times, coating it liberally with his saliva, then for added effect, he deep throated it...he had spent hours practicing this and overcoming his gag reflex, and he knew it was time well spent when he received a sudden flood of messages from his viewers saying that they’d love him to deep throat them like that.

Frank fought not to cum at the sight, and quickly reached over to type a message.

Party withdrew the dildo after a few moments, panting slightly as he caught his breath. He looked at the screen and immediately saw that his main benefactor from the previous show had sent him a generous gift, and all he’d asked was that Party have fun. He smiled and winked, then moved the saliva-slick dildo down to his waiting hole. It was one of his old regulars, Johnny, who had made the request for him to fuck himself with the toy, but in Party's mind, he was doing it for Frank...though whether that was Frank- his viewer with big bucks, or Frank- his hot new employer who was probably asleep just a few doors away, he wasn’t entirely sure.

He slowly pushed the toy up inside himself, mewling and moaning quietly for his audience. Once it was all the way in, he sighed heavily and licked his lips.

"Thank you for the suggestion, Johnny..."

He almost slipped and said "Frank".

"And for your donation toward my p-panty fund.”

Frank chuckled at that and sent another gift, along with a message that read...

For your panties!

Party saw the message and nearly broke character by laughing loudly...he held himself back though and simply gave the camera a wide grin. Then he refocused his attention on what his right hand was doing with that dildo. He started moving the toy slowly in and out, soon finding his sweet spot again and quickening his pace. He let his eyes slip shut as he worked himself toward ecstasy.

Frank watched in awe. The boy was truly exquisite and Frank knew that he was never going to be able to let him go.

Party could feel his orgasm coming up on him fast. He was panting and gasping, moaning and trembling as he worked his prostate with the toy...he wanted to cum untouched tonight, and he was very close to that goal. His hard and aching cock bounced against his stomach, leaking a heavy sticky pool of pre-cum in it’s wake. He was close...so, very...close.

With one final thrust of the toy against his sweet spot, Party came with a high pitched moan, his body shaking as he emptied all over himself...thoughts of Frank running through his mind unbidden. As he came down, he carefully withdrew the toy and placed it next to him on a towel, then turned sleepy and satisfied eyes toward his laptop.

"Well, that was fun..."

He giggled slightly, his cheeks pink from his exertions.

"I look forward to doing it again real soon..."

He winked, leaning over to type a message and press send.

"Til next time, my lovelies."

He blew a kiss at the screen, then signed off.

Gerard sighed happily as he cleaned himself up and got ready for bed...he could shower tomorrow, it was way too late now.

Frank had timed his strokes perfectly and had cum at the same time as the beautiful redhead. As he sat there in post-orgasmic bliss, he saw a personal message come up. He clicked on it.

To Frank in Bellevile,

From Party Poison, also in Belleville.

Hi again. Thank you for your gifts tonight, you really are very generous. I hope you don’t mind that I’m messaging you, it’s just that you seem like a nice guy and you’ve not asked me to do anything too gross so...sorry, I’m rabbling. Thanks again. Hope to see you here again soon.

Yours, P.P

X

Frank grinned to himself as he turned off his laptop and put it away before heading to the bathroom to clean up. So there was still no return address with the message, but now that didn’t matter. Now Frank knew that the beautiful boy with the sinful body was just down the hall...and eventually he knew that Gerard would be his. Smiling at the thought, Frank slipped back into bed and was soon slipping into his dreams...all filled with red hair, soft pink lips and pale, perfect skin.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how’s you?

So I hope you liked that?...more cumming soon.

Until next time...PLEASE COMMENT and peace out babies!
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