Emperor's New "Clothes"

***Time Stamp: April***

"Happy Birthday Mr. Way."

"Not quite yet Shells, I still have a few more days."

"Yes, but your birthday party is Friday."

"True, but that is with the office. I have another birthday with family and close friends."

"Of course."

"Well, I will see you tomorrow of course."

"Have a good evening Mr. Way."

"You too Shells."

Gerard headed out of the office and to his car. He had gotten a text from Frank to pick up a bottle of merlot to go with dinner tonight. He was excited to see what his pet had in store for them tonight.

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Frank was a state...he had the house looking perfect, dinner was nearly ready, he had showered, shaved, and got dressed in his uniform, but with a hidden surprise underneath, shhh. The problem was, that he had made a huge decision, and was now panicking over how Gerard would react.

He busied himself with checking that food was in order.

Frank had made a wonderful Heart of Filet Mignon, with an Aphrodisiac Sauce and Caramelized Root Vegetables, and he had fresh strawberries in the fridge, and chocolate ready to be melted for dipping...but first, for the appetizer...oysters!

He really hoped that Gerard noticed the theme, and took the hint that Frank was too nervous to say in words. He also hoped that Gerard liked oysters.

"Frankie, I'm home."

Gerard walked in and took a whiff of the air.

"Fuck, it smells good in here."

Gerard took off his coat and then loosened his tie.

"Frankie, where are you?"

He placed the wine on the table.

"I bought the merlot you asked me for."

Frank took a breath to steady his nerves.

"I'm in the kitchen sir."

He called out as he lit the candles he'd placed on the table, and straightened the red envelope he'd sat on top of Gerard's plate.

Gerard picked up the bottle again and brought it into the kitchen.

"Hey good lookin', whatcha got cookin'?"

Frank blushed slightly.

"It's your birthday meal from me...I hope you like it...oh, and please don't open the card just yet?"

"Frankie, it's not my birthday yet and..."

Then Gerard remembered the conversation he had with Micha.

"Gee, it would look weird at the office and Ma would ask a million questions and since he is not your boyfriend, why would you bring him?"

"You were talking to Micha weren't you?"

Frank hung his head a little.

"She told me in no uncertain terms that I would not be going to your party..."

He sighed, looking up a little.

"So I thought we could..."

He waved his hand over the table, then looked down, his body slumping.

"But if you don't want to, it's fine...I can eat later."

He trailed off...he knew this was a bad idea.

"Frankie...you did this all for me?"

Gerard walked over to him.

"Thank you, I love it."

He then picked up the card.

"Should I open it now or wait till after dinner?"

Frank looked up sharply.

"No please wait?"

He rushed out, flustered, his cheeks turning red. He turned away toward the fridge to cover his blush, and fetch the oysters.

"Please sir, sit down, and I'll serve."

"Okay Frankie. Should I go change? I feel a bit under dressed."

Frank turned his face to look and smiled.

"You look good to me sir, but it's up to you."

He wanted to say that Gerard always looked good to him...but he didn't.

"Well thank you Frankie."

Gerard patted him on the head and then sat down.

"Ready for the appetizer."

Frank smiled nervously, and brought out a serving dish with two dozen oysters and several lemon slices on it. He placed the dish between them and sat down.

"I hope you like oysters...you did say that you eat just about anything."

Gerard laughed.

"I do prefer clams, but oysters is a nice change."

Gerard picked up the lemon and squeezed it on the oyster. He then lifted the shell and sucked the mollusk down.

"Nice and cold as I like it."

Frank smiled, taking one for himself. He tried to ignore the fact that Gerard hadn't seemed to notice how romantic everything was...maybe he'd catch on with the main course. Gerard relaxed with Frank enjoying the oysters. They were good, but Gerard was hungry for what was smelling really good. He hoped for something substantial like meat and potatoes. Frank took a sip of his drink, glancing at the clock...the Filet Mignon would be done in a minute, he just had to check it again and finish the dish...he had been getting up every couple of minutes through the whole of the appetizer Gerard could see that Frank was nervous, but he didn't understand why.

"Hey Frankie, I'll open the wine for us.

"Ok, thank you sir."

Frank stood and went to check the meat...it was ready, so he set about finishing the meal and plating it carefully. When he was done he returned to the table to collect the now empty oyster plate...well, empty except for shells, ice and squeezed lemon slices anyway...and their own dishes.

"I hope you're still hungry..

He said, smiling as he returned a moment later with their main courses.

"Bon appetite."

Gerard was a little saddened that there was no potatoes but the filet looked delicious as well as the vegetables.

"This looks wonderful Frankie."

"Thank you sir."

Frank looked for any sign that Gerard was catching on, but found none...he was starting to lose his appetite. He ate quietly, pushing his food around a little as he kept his eyes on his plate. Gerard watched Frank. He did not look like he was enjoying the food.

"Are you feeling alright Frankie?"

Frank looked up with his eyes, his head remaining low.

"I'm ok sir...is the food alright?...I didn't overcook it did I?"

Frank needed to get the subject off of himself.

"No, it's perfect like everything you make."

Gerard gave him a genuine smile.

"Good."

Frank smiled back before lowering his eyes again.

They ate quietly till the plates were empty.

"Do we have dessert?"

"Yes sir."

Frank smiled, standing to clear their plates and prepare the chocolate. It wouldn't take long to melt, so he started it going and took a moment to think...if Gerard didn't notice his attempts to seduce him, or whatever, after this, he would have to take the envelope back somehow...Gerard couldn't know what was in it if he didn't even think enough of Frank to consider that the younger man might want more.

How could he take it though?...Gerard had it sat right next to his wine glass, he would notice if Frank removed it. Maybe he could "accidentally" spill wine on it?...perhaps that might work.

Frank finished melting the chocolate, and poured it into an etched glass bowl, then collected the bowl of strawberries from the fridge and took both to the table, placing the bowls between them. He sat down and looked hopefully at Gerard.

"Oh wow!"

Gerard's eyes lit up.

Frank grinned.

"You like?"

"Is it dark chocolate?"

"Yes sir...I know it's your favorite."

"Wonderful. We should eat this at the fire."

Frank smiled happily, standing and picking the two bowls back up.

"There is a bottle of champagne in in fridge sir...it would go nicely with the strawberries, and this is for your birthday."

Gerard got up and headed to the fridge. He grabbed the champagne and two glasses and headed into the living room.

Frank set the bowls down on the coffee table in front of the fire...he was liking where this seemed to be headed, though Gerard still hadn't made any real indication that he was on the same page. Frank sat down on the rug and patted the spot beside him.

"Will you join me sir?

"Of course Frankie."

Gerard sat down next to Frank and popped open the cork. He poured two glasses and handed one to Frank.

"Cheers Frankie."

"Thank you sir...cheers."

Frank clinked his glass gently against Gerard's before taking a sip.

"Mmmm..."

He hummed, smile growing.

"That's so nice."

"It is."

Gerard leaned over and pulled something out of his jacket.

Frank picked up a strawberry and dipped it in the warm chocolate.

"Sir?"

He held it up for Gerard with a small smirk on his lips.

Gerard leaned in and bit the strawberry.

"Good?"

Frank quirked an eyebrow.

"Yes, but it could taste better."

Frank frowned and tilted his head to the right a little.

"Really?..."

He looked at the strawberries.

"Damn...aren't they ripe enough?"

He looked at Gerard with concern.

"Frankie..."

Gerard leaned in and lifted his chin looking into his eyes.

"I know what you are trying to do."

Frank's eyes widened.

"You...you do?...I thought..."

He dropped his eyes, a blush colouring his cheeks.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I'm flattered. I really am."

Gerard held the envelope up.

"Do you want me to open this now?"

Frank chewed on his lip...Gerard had said "flattered", not "interested".

"I...I guess."

Frank looked down, knowing that this could be just about to go horribly wrong...that photo he put in the envelope, and the words "Your present" written on the reverse, left little room for misinterpretation.

Gerard smiled as he opened the envelope. He pulled the white paper out.

"Your present"

He turned the paper around and stared at it.

"Frankie..."

Gerard looked at the picture again and then the man next to him.

"Strip."

Frank looked up, eyes wide and stunned for a moment...then he was moving, standing and taking of his barely-there waistcoat, and unzipping his pants. He shimmied them down his legs to reveal the black lace panties, stockings and suspenders that he wore underneath. Frank stood nervously, awaiting Gerard's reaction, and whatever instructions he chose to give. He chewed on his lip, eyes lowered to the rug.

"Come here."

Frank swallowed and stepped closer. Gerard ran his hands down Frank's chest. He moved to his stomach, tracing the tattoos that no one really knew he had. He moved to his thighs, which were muscular and covered in fine hair. He leaned in and nuzzled his hidden cock with his cheek.

Frank moaned low in his throat, a shiver running through him.

"Frankie...are you sure you want to do this? That you want to give yourself to me?"

Frank took a breath, then nodded firmly.

"Yes sir...I've been thinking about it for a while now."

Gerard moved to mouth over Frank's cock and blew warm air through the fabric surrounding it.

"Thinking about what Frankie?"

Frank's eyes squeezed shut and his hand clenched at his sides, his breath hitching.

"You sir..."

He swallowed heavily.

"...fucking me stupid."

"Stupid huh?"

"Yeah...so I can't sit down after."

"Are you implying that your brains are here then Frankie?"

Gerard grabbed Frank's ass.

Frank giggled, the champagne he'd drunk starting to go to his head.

"Maybe?"

"Tsk tsk Frankie, that is no way to have a head for business then is it?"

He mouthed at his cock again.

Frank stilled. Gerard ran his fingers under the band of the skimpy undergarment.

"Want me to take you Frankie?"

Frank brushed away the disturbing thoughts that Gerard's comment about business had brought to his mind.

"Yes sir...please take me sir?"

"Sounds like you are still unsure."

"I'm sure sir!"

Frank nodded quickly, he was already hard and leaking in his panties.

"I need it...you!...I need you, sir!"

Gerard stood up.

"Bedroom Frankie."

"Yessir!"

Frank practically ran to Gerard's room...he probably would've, if he didn't have a boner.

Gerard followed after.

"On the bed Frankie. Lay down.

"Yessir."

Frank climbed onto the bed and lay on his back. Gerard took the time to admire Frank as he stripped off his own clothing. This was different than being at the club. Gerard stays fully clothed there, while Frank can wear little to nothing. Now they are on equal ground of sorts, but Gerard reminded Frank who is in charge by getting one of his collars. Frank smiled when he saw it...that was part of what he'd imagined. Gerard knelt on the bed.

"Sit up Frankie."

Frank sat up obediently, lifting his chin a little. Gerard carefully placed the collar around his neck. He placed his finger inside to make sure there was breathing room. Then he hooked the same finger in the loop and pulled Frank in for a kiss. Frank went willingly, closing his eyes as their lips met...it was better than his imagination. Gerard enjoyed their first real kiss. It was sweet, yet tentative as Frank explored this new moment. Frank was itching to touch Gerard, to slide his fingers through the older man's short white hair, but he didn't...he hadn't asked, or been given permission...so he kept his hands balled at his sides. He moaned lightly into the kiss, letting Gerard take control of his mouth.

"What do you want Frankie?"

"I want *pant* to touch you."

"Where?"

"A-anywhere."

Gerard let go of Frank and opened his arms as an invitation. Panting with want, pupils blown already, Frank reached out a slightly shaky hand and placed it flat against Gerard's smooth, hard chest, his thumb moving to brush against the right nipple. His breath caught as his eyes flicked up to the other man's. Gerard watched the man in front of him intently. Frank swallowed then licked his lips unconsciously...he watched his own thumb rub at the bud gently.

"Is that all you want to do Frankie?"

Frank's eyes flicked up again and he shivered.

"No sir."

He said, voice cracking slightly. He looked back at his hand and slowly moved it down Gerard's side, trailing lightly over his ribs.

"You have a soft touch Frankie."

"Do you...like it?"

"Yes I do very much."

Gerard leaned over and whispered in Frank's ear.

" Keep going."

Frank sucked his lower lip into his mouth and went back to his tentative exploration. He slid his fingertips down to Gerard's hip, pressing in a little before moving on to stroke slowly down the outside of Gerard's thigh. He swallowed, then moved his other hand onto the other smooth, muscled leg, before sliding them back up...he hesitated, glancing up for permission, as his hands were on course to move between the other man's legs.

"May I sir?"

"You may Frankie."

Frank nodded slightly, his breath quickening as he moved his right hand to the inside of Gerard's thigh, and continued up until he was just shy of touching where he wanted to. He took a deep breath, then slowly ran one fingertip up the underside of Gerard's already hard cock. Gerard groaned. Frank smiled slightly at the reaction, then gently wrapped his fingers around Gerard's length, sliding his thumb over the head once before stroking his hand down, his grip light.

"Frankie."

Frank looked up through his lashes.

"More..."

He asked quietly.

"Sir?"

Then Frank found himself on his back being kissed and groped.

"Mine."

Gerard growled into his skin.

"Ah-uhhh."

Frank gasped...it turned into a moan. Gerard ran his hands all over his pet. He moved to slip his hand in the panties and gripped his cock.

"Uh! Oh God!"

Gerard maneuvered the panties down and off and then moved his way down and took Frank's cock in his mouth.

"Oh FUCK!"

Frank cried out, his back arching high off the bed, fingers grabbing hard at the sheets. Gerard pulled out as many tricks as he had to get Frank close. Then he slipped the cock ring on. Frank groaned in frustration...he was so close...he had expected it though, so wouldn't complain...not yet at least.

"Frankie...I'm gonna open you up and fuck you just like you want me to...but I need to know, have you done anything other than with me?"

Frank nodded.

"Yes sir..."

His cheeks flared red.

"But I've always been really drunk...or high...or y'know...both."

He smiled sheepishly.

"Alright. So I'm going to start like we do at the club...open you up with my fingers, OK?"

"Alright sir."

Frank nodded, then lay his head back and did his best to relax and breath.

"Is it better on your knees like we usually do or do you want to see me?"

Frank blushed, but held eye contact.

"I want to see you...sir."

He smiled.

"Okay Frankie."

For the first time Gerard did not use a glove. This was not the same as the club. He put lube on his fingers and after massaging the area for a few minutes pushed a finger in. Frank gasped at the cold feeling, then moaned as Gerard's finger slipped inside him.

"How's it feel Frankie? Better this way?"

"Yes...oh yes."

Frank breathed, his eyes fluttering slightly. Gerard took his time like he did at the club, but this time as he did, he peppered Frank with kisses along his skin as well as teasing the head of his cock. Frank squirmed a little, pushing down on Gerard's finger, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. Gerard sucked the head in and then pushed in a second. He continued to tease Frank up to three fingers.

"FUCK!"

Frank arched.

"Stop teasing and just fuck me already."

He ground out, teeth clenched.

"Patience Frankie, patience, I wanna taste you first."

Gerard pulled his fingers out and then moved onto his stomach. He pushed Frank's hips up and then ran his tongue around the stretched opening.

"HOLY FFFF..."

Frank nearly swallowed his own tongue...no one had ever done that to him before, and he was pretty sure it should be illegal with how good it felt. Enjoying the noises Frank was making, Gerard pushed his tongue through the tight muscle.

"Geeredfghhhj."

"I'm sorry Frankie, did you say something?"

Frank huffed slightly at the loss of Gerard's magical tongue in his ass...he met the other man's eyes again and raised an eyebrow in annoyed disbelief.

"I don’t understand you if you don't use words Frankie."

Frank rolled his eyes.

"Just please..."

He huffed.

"Please do that again?"

"Sir?"

"Alright Frankie."

Gerard pushed Frank's hips higher and dove back in.

"F-Fuckin' A!"

Frank shook and moaned out expletives.

"Gerard."

He didn't realize he'd let the other's name slip.

"Shit close!"

"Of course you are Frankie, but you are not going to cum."

Gerard pulled away and then moved between Frank's shaking legs.

"Do you want me to use protection?"

Frank opened his eyes...when had he closed them again? He thought for a moment.

"Probably a good idea."

He murmured, looking away, cheeks reddening in self-disgust.

"Frankie...it's for your protection not mine. It's your choice if you trust me."

Frank brought his hands up to cover his face in shame.

"I...I think it would be best...for your protection..."

He swallowed deeply...scared of Gerard's reaction.

"I trust you Frankie, but I will use it."

Gerard pulled out the box of condoms and opened one up rolling it on his cock. He then slicked himself up and moved closer.

"Ready Frankie?"

Frank nodded...he was still hiding behind his hands. Gerard leaned over and moved Frank's hands.

"Are you ready Frankie?"

"Yes sir."

Frank answered quietly, his eyes shut tight. Gerard kissed each eyelid lightly and then laced his hands with Frank as he started to push in. Frank groaned as Gerard's big cock stretched him more than he ever had been...whilst still sober.

"Ohhh God!"

"Shhh, I got you Frankie, doing so good."

Frank panted, quiet grunts escaping his lips. He gripped Gerard's forearms tightly.

"Relax Frankie, ease up, it will hurt less."

Frank took a shaky breath...and relaxed.

"Good, good."

Gerard used the moment to press in even more. He was about half way in now.

"Y-you're so *uh* big!"

"Want me to stop?"

"Don't you f-fuckin' dare!"

Gerard could not help laughing a little and it caused him to push in faster than he meant to.

"Shit, Frankie, are you alright?"

Frank hissed in a breath, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment, his face scrunched up...then he nodded.

"Just...a little s-slower please, sir?"

"Sorry, that was an accident. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"You didn't...you just surprised me."

"Okay."

Gerard was careful as he pushed the rest of the way in at a very slow place. When he bottomed out, he just sat there. Frank breathed slow and deep, his eyes closed and his hands clutching Gerard's arms. After a couple of minutes, trying to adjust, he started to shift a bit, letting out uncomfortable little whines and huffs. Gerard took that as a sign to start moving. Frank opened his eyes and looked up into Gerard's...his breath caught as Gerard's cock brushed against that spot inside him that made him see stars.

"You like that Frankie?"

Frank nodded frantically...he didn't trust himself to speak...he was scared that if he did, he'd end up confessing his undying love for Gerard, and he wasn't ready to admit that, not when he was pretty sure that Gerard didn't feel the same for him. Gerard kept up the slow pace aiming for Frank's prostate each thrust. He wanted to make the man lose control. To beg him to cum.

"Gdddpllllssssss."

"What was that Frankie?"

Frank leaned up and pressed his lips hard to Gerard's...the man asks too many questions!

Gerard melted into the kiss and pulled Frank into his lap. He circled his arms around his body and pushed his fingers into the younger man's hair. Frank squeaked at the change of position, finding it drove Gerard's big cock deeper inside him, then sighed in happiness and embraced the new angle, deepening the kiss more and beginning to move, lifting himself up, then slowly lowering himself down...impaling himself deeply. Gerard pulled away and watched Frank fuck himself. His eyes were closed and his mouth hung open. The sounds he was making were making Gerard's cock even harder. He was not going to last. Frank hung his arms over Gerard's shoulders and started to bounce a little quicker, little "uh uh uhs" sounding throughout the room.

"Frankie, I’m close."

Frank started grinding his hips forward...it was the perfect angle and it made him jolt as electric sparks shot through his body.

"M-me t-to!...please s-sir...can I c-cum sir?"

He begged, desperately.

"Not till I do Frankie."

Frank already knew that, and doubled his efforts, grinding harder and faster.

"Oh God, oh fuck!"

It was the first time that Gerard began to lose control. He gripped Frankie's hips and dug in tight.

Sweat was pouring down Frank's body, his hair was sticking slick to his face as he rode Gerard's cock as fast as he could...he could barely breathe right now, but who needs oxygen when you feel this fucking good, huh?

"Jesus Christ Frankie, you feel so fucking good."

Frank grinned but didn't have the ability to speak right now.

"Oh shit, I'm gonna..."

Gerard slammed into Frank three more times and then his whole body shuddering started to cum. Frank continued to grind and bounce. Gerard knocked Frank over and ripped the cock ring off. He trapped the head in his mouth and sucked on it hard.

"FUUUUUCK!!"

Frank came suddenly, without warning, and harder than he had in his entire life. Gerard drank everything Frank gave him till he was sucked dry. He then got up and went to get a wet wash cloth. Frank lay panting and blissed out...he felt boneless, and didn't think he'd be able to move if the house was on fire. Gerard started a bath for himself. He brought a cloth out and cleaned up Frank.

"Rest now Frankie, you did so good."

He kissed him lightly and then left for his own bath. As Gerard stepped out of sight, Frank turned his face toward the bathroom.

"I love you."

He whispered into the empty room, then let his eyes close, a single tear escaping before he fell into a deep, exhausted sleep.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks...how's you?

So it's finally happened...was it worth the wait?

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