Taming of the Punk

Ryan stretched languidly on the bed, hearing the muffled voices outside the door move away. After a couple of minutes, he climbed off the bed, wincing slightly, a blush spreading when he remembered what had happened before, and slipped quietly out of the room. He tiptoed to the room down the hallway that he'd been told was Gerard's, and knocked softly on the door. When there was no answer, he opened the door and peeped inside. He could see Frank curled up on his side and smiled softly. Stepping into the darkened room, he walked over and slipped into the bed behind his brother. He snuggled in close, and was soon drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

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Michael walked up the stairs with his brother, both of them carrying a tray with cold herbal tea and fresh strawberries. There was cream on Gerard's tray, but Michael knew that Ryan preferred his strawberries lightly sugared.

"I guess I will see you in the morning."

He nodded to Gerard and then watched him continue down the hall to his room.

"My sweet butterfly, are you awake?"

Michael opened the door and saw...an empty bed. He wondered if Ryan had visited the water closet. He was about to sit the tray down and check when he heard a cleared voice behind him. Gerard was stood in Michael's doorway with a smile on his face.

"Come see."

Gerard beckoned quietly, heading back toward his room. Michael was slightly confused, but he followed his brother down to his...room? Gerard stood just outside the partially open door, peering in.

"Take a look."

He grinned at his brother. Michael looked in and felt his heart tighten. Ryan was curled up in bed with Frank, they were both wrapped up in separate sheets, but could have been mistaken as two lovers. Michael's convictions hardened too.

"We can't let them be torn apart by that bastard. Ryan will die without Frank. Just look at them."

Gerard nodded solemnly.

"We'll protect them Michael. But right now?...do we join them, or should we sleep in your bed?"

Michael thought about the night at the inn and smiled. It had gone so far for all of them since then.

"I think there is room for all of us on your bed."

Gerard sighed with a smile.

"I was hoping you would say that...because as much as I love you brother, I would much rather cuddle with Frank, than you."

He said with a smirk, slipping through the door and over to the bedside closest to Frank. Michael climbed in behind Ryan and was not even bothered that he was cuddling with Frank more. He looked at his brother right across from him and reached out for his hand. Gerard smiled in the darkness and took Michael's hand in his.

"Good night Mikey."

"Night Gee."

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"I can't believe them! I am completely appalled by their behavior!"

Gabriel sat in the parlor with his soon to be mother in law. His fiancé as well as his brother were not in their beds this morning, nor had they been slept in. Gabriel had a feeling where they had gone, but he was not going to voice that with a distraught mother, he would just take the necessary steps to ensure it would not happen again.

"Calm down Linda, I have informed Professor Hartwell of what has happened and he is making the arrangements in order to expedite Frank's placement. I am sure without him around, Ryan will settle down again."

"I never thought he would be this kind of an influence on his brother."

Neither did Gabriel.

"Well, I am going to head into town, did you need anything?"

"Would you stop at the apothecary and get me some headache powder?"

"Of course Linda."

"You are a good man Gabriel, you will make a fine husband for Ryan and show him how to be a proper fair one in society."

"I assure you he will learn his place with my guidance. He may be young, but one is never too young to learn."

Gabriel leaned over and kissed Linda's head. He then left, his next stop, The Way Estate.

"Mmmmm."

Frank was warm. Much warmer then he had been in a long time. He opened his eyes and saw Gerard's strong chin just above his sight. He sighed. He had not been this happy in a long time. He moved up slightly and pushed his face in the crook of his neck. Then he boldly moved his hand down to greet his love's morning erection as he mouthed at his neck.

Michael opened his eyes and saw that Frank and Gerard were still asleep. He looked down and saw his butterfly in slumber. He laughed lightly and then leaned down and kissed him softly. Ryan's eyes fluttered open as he turned to kiss Michael back, a soft smile on his face.

"Good morning Butterfly, did you sleep well?"

Ryan nodded sleepily, snuggling into Michael's warmth.

"Best night's sleep ever."

He replied quietly, not wishing to wake Frank or Gerard.

"I am glad. You were asleep before you could partake of the sweet I brought you...although, you are sweet enough alone for me."

Ryan giggled into Michael's chest, his cheeks pinking slightly.

"You are sweet."

He smiled, lifting his eyes to meet the older boy's again.

"Not as sweet as you."

Michael lifted Ryan's chin lightly and kissed him again.

Gerard gasped quietly as he woke to the delicious feeling of Frank's hand touching him intimately, while the boy's lips were on his neck. He slid his own hand down between them to stroke Frank's hot and already firm member slowly.

"Good morning."

Frank whispered into Gerard's skin.

"Morning my love..."

Gerard whispered back, pressing closer.

"So...uh...so beautiful."

"Yes you are and I love to feel you pressed against me. This is the perfect way to wake up isn't it?"

Frank did something with his hand that would have made Gerard cry out had he not kissed him and selfishly kept the sound.

Michael was breathless. He forgot that his brother and future brother in law was in the bed. He only had eyes for Ryan and right now his lips were attached to his skin as he tasted what he had last night, pushing into Ryan's neck and caressing his body, careful not to take too may liberties as he did not want to assume that was allowed again. Ryan squirmed against Michael. He had heard boys at school often talk of having morning erections, and he had had a few himself, but until last night, he had never thought to do anything other than ignore it. Now...

"Please Michael?"

He whispered, cheeks flushed, eyes closed.

"Of course, my darling. Just relax and I will take care of you."

Michael reached down and caressed Ryan teasingly with light strokes. He palmed him wholly before just grabbing the shaft with a firm hand and stroking his full length.

"Oh my...ahh."

Ryan gasped out, a little louder than he'd intended.

Frank and Gerard and panting in each other's mouths. They are both so close.

"Gee..."

Frank was trying to speak, but he could hardly get out all the words and ended up dropping half the letters of the name he was trying to say.

"S-say it again."

Gerard panted.

"Gee, oh God, Gee, I'm gonna..."

Frank couldn't hold back his cries this time as he tipped his head back and it collided with something behind him as he came and tightened his fist around Gerard and felt him do the same. Ryan gasped as he felt something strike the back of his head, and he was vaguely aware of hearing both Frank's, and Gerard's voices, but he didn't care because he was so close to the edge that as soon as the realisation of who was in the bed struck him, he was tumbling over the edge, and all thoughts left his mind like they'd been blown away by a gust of wind. Michael watched as Ryan's face glistened with the sweat that he had helped to produce by making his body work for it. He was pleased with the results and then realised that not only was his brother and Frank awake, but they had been engaged in their own morning activities.

"Uh...well good morning to you both."

Frank giggled mixed with pants.

"Morning Michael, sorry Ryan, I had no idea either of you was in here with us."

"My apologies also."

Gerard said as he pulled Frank tighter into his chest.

"It's alright..."

Ryan said quietly.

"I quite forgot where I was anyway."

"Well...since I am the only one not exhausted I will get us some coffee."

Michael got out of bed and Frank giggled.

"No wonder you are not like us, you still have your morning erection in tact."

Frank turned to Ryan.

"You really should help him with that brother dear."

Michael looked at Frank and then Ryan wide eyed.

"No no, you don’t have to, it is not your responsibility and..."

"Yes it is."

Ryan said, blushing slightly as he shifted up onto his knees and unbuttoned Michael's britches before pushing them down his thighs and swiping his tongue over the tip of the older man's erect member.

"Oh God!"

Michael was taken back by Ryan's forwardness and in front of his brother and sibling, but he was at a loss for the proper words to express it other than expletives.

"Look what you brother has turned my brother into Gerard."

Frank played with the light almost invisible hair on Gerard's chest. Gerard smirked, pressing his lips to Frank's sweaty forehead.

"I believe my brother and I have both had a productive night."

He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"Is that an invitation...or a dare Master Way?"

"Take it as you wish Master Iero."

Gerard grinned.

Frank grinned and pushed the sheets away revealing his nakedness. He climbed into Gerard's lap.

"Since you requested it so sweetly. I will oblige."

He then grabbed the edge of Gerard's britches and pulled them down slinking with them till he was hovering over Gerard recently spent cock, which now began to twitch. He took the softened member in his mouth relishing in the taste and the sound that it pulled from the older man. Gerard threw his head back, letting out a truly whore-worthy moan of pleasure, his fingers gripping onto the sheets until his knuckles turned almost as white as the fine cotton itself. Not to be outdone by his brother, Ryan sank his mouth down as far as he could, swallowing like he had discovered Michael enjoyed.

"R-R-Ryan...I'm gonna f-f-f..."

Michael could feel his legs starting to give way. Ryan had his hands on Michael's hips to steady himself, and to prevent his fiancé from choking him. He removed his hands and placed them on the edge of the bed, looking up at Michael through his lashes.

"P-P-Please R-R-Ry-y-y-yyyyyy"

Michael was gone. He had no chance. His knees gave way just as he started to cum and his cock slipped out of Ryan's mouth. His cum spewed ropes on the boys' face and bare chest. Ryan kept his mouth open, tongue out a little and eyes shut. Frank pulled off Gerard when he heard Michael cry out and saw a sight he was not sure how to take.

"Um...I think you should help your brother."

Michael was passed out on the floor of Gerard's bedroom.

Ryan looked over and could see how close Gerard was.

"I'll take care of Michael, you take care of your fiancé, Frank."

He smiled as he used the sheet to wipe off his face, then climbed down onto the floor to tend to his fiancé.

Frank was impressed at how adult Ryan was being about the situation. He took the boy's advice and went back down on Gerard. Gerard cried out at the suddenly renewed pleasure, and accidentally bucked his hips forward. Frank choked a bit and braced his hands on his hips.

"I'm s-sorry Fr...*uh*...Frankie."

Frank answered by sucking harder.

"Oh my...GOD!"

Gerard came hard, despite have cum just a short time ago...he shuddered through his completion before collapsing back onto the bed, his chest heaving as he panted rapidly. Frank pulled off choking and sputtering again and getting a little sick in the bed. Gerard's head shot up at the noise and even though his entire body felt like pudding, he still found the strength to sit up quickly, ignoring his spinning head, darkening vision and buzzing ears to attend to Frank.

"I'm so sorry my love..."

He cooed, rubbing Frank's back comfortingly as he blinked away his blurred vision.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes *sputter* I am fine. I'm not made of glass you *cough* know."

Frank pushed up and wiped his mouth. He then looked over the side.

"How's Michael Ry?"

Ryan looked up and smiled. He was sat on the rug with Michael's head in his lap.

"He's fine...just sleeping."

He ran his fingers through Michael's hair as he looked back down. Michael looked more relaxed than he had in a while. Then the air was shattered by the sound of Michael's stomach protesting. Frank laughed then his stomach matched it.

"Well..."

Gerard laughed, his own stomach growling.

"...we did sleep before we could eat our strawberries last night. Maybe we should go downstairs for breakfast."

"Yes that might be wise, but...Ryan and I have no clothing."

"Well, I am sure that we could find you both something to wear..."

Gerard said as he got off the bed and crossed to his salon.

"And I had your clothes washed last night...they are in the conservatory drying."

He pulled out two black shirts and two pairs of black britches.

"I hope these will fit."

He returned to the room and handed over the clothes.

"Thank you Gerard."

Ryan smiled, grabbing a pillow off of the bed to place under Michael's head, then stood up, ignoring his nakedness, and started to dress.

Michael noticed that the warmth was gone and opened his eyes.

"Butterfly?"

"I'm here Michael."

Ryan moved to his side and knelt down...he was wearing the black britches, but was barechested. He smiled softly as he leaned down to press his lips to Michael's.

"We are all going to go down for breakfast. You need to get dressed."

Michael grabbed his britches and slipped them on.

"Mother will be gone to her club so we are safe with no shirts. Besides, I like the freedom and daring."

Ryan blushed slightly, but smiled.

"As long as your mother is not home, I think that would be alright...wouldn't it Frank?"

He turned to look at his brother.

"Yes, it’s nice to not have propriety for a bit."

Frank laughed as he took Gerard's arm and Michael took Ryan's. They made their way down the hall and to the staircase. They were just about to the bottom when Frank gasped.

"Madam Rush?"

"Frank, I thought I told you to call me Elena."

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Gerard was sat in between Frank on his left, and Michael on his right...while Ryan was sat on Michael's other side. Both Gerard and Michael were relaxed, but the Iero brothers were both quiet and red faced.

"So it is a lovely surprise to see you Grandma..."

Gerard said after swallowing a mouthful of coffee.

"...but can I ask what brings you here so early on a Saturday morning?...it is barely ten o'clock."

"Well Gerard, I will tell you if you stop trying to sound like a stuffed shirt."

Elena chuckled at her grandson's expression.

"You are not in trouble, any of you, but I would like to know what has brought Frank and Ryan as guests to our Estate...in this state."

Frank decided that the truth was already there and that it could not hurt them anymore.

"Ryan and I have been be betrothed to two men that we do not love. It is not so much of an arranged marriage as it is a marriage of convenience. Not ours of course. Gabriel Saporta is out second cousin and quite well to do, and will be even more so when his father passes. Professor Hartwell is a scholar at Cambridge where I desired to go to gain an education. He believes that fair males and the gentle sex do not need such things. Mother thinks that living with a scholar will make me happy enough."

Frank was out of breath, but continued.

"Yesterday Ryan and I left our home when I discovered that Gabriel took liberties with my brother. I had to protect him and we knew that your grandchildren would do so. We also know..."

Frank looked up and Gerard and took his hand.

"…that we are both very much in love with them and would like a marriage of that quality to be our future instead."

Gerard smiled and leaned in, kissing Frank's forehead softly.

"My brother and I will protect you and Ryan with our lives my love...always."

"Well now that breakfast is finished, why don't the four of you get dressed and we can have a nice ..."

The silence was broken by a knock on the front door. No sound was heard as the door was answered and then the footman came in.

"There is a Master Saporta to see Master Way."

Gerard automatically put his arm protectively around Frank, while Ryan pressed into Michael's side.

"Ask him what he wants."

Gerard said through clenched teeth.

"Gerard, that is no way to handle a guest. You four upstairs and get dressed. I will deal with this riff raff. Off you go."

Michael helped Ryan up and noticed he was shaking. He kissed his head lightly and then headed up the stairs with Gerard and Frank behind him.

"Now, let's see what this is about. You may show him in."

Elena moved from the sofa to the wing back chair facing away from the entrance. If this man thought that he was coming to be intimidating, he was about to find out what the matriarch of this family was truly about. Gabriel was shown into the parlor by the footman, who just nodded, then left. Puffing out his chest, Gabriel cleared his throat and stepped further into the room.

"Good morning madam..."

He bowed politely, a little confused.

"I was expecting to see Master Way."

He said, straightening up to face the older woman.

"Well instead you have me Master Saporta. Can I ask why you seek an audience with my Grandson?"

She waved her hand in an offer to sit on the seat in front of her. It put him in a lower position. Gabriel frowned slightly, but sat down anyway.

"Well madam, my fiancé and his brother did not return home last night and their mother and I are worried...I was wondering if Master Way knew where they may be."

"You are referring to the Iero brothers, am I correct?"

"Why yes...you know them madam?"

"Of course I do. I had the privilege of meeting them at Epsom over the summer and when I knew I was going to be in the area visiting my grandsons, I extended them an invitation to dinner. After which we played a few rounds of cards, but the heaviness of the meal and decadent dessert that I brought from London was too much and they both shared the guest room. We just finished breakfast not too long ago and I told my grandsons to give them a tour of the Estate. That was just before you arrived."

"That is all well and good, but their mother had no idea they were gone."

"Well, I can see her slight concern with Young Master Ryan, however, he was with his brother and Master Iero is a consummate gentleman who endeavors to care for his sibling and if I were her, I would have had no concern at all. After all he is old enough to be married, so therefore he is old enough to make his own decisions."

"Well that is part of the delicate situation as I am sure you understand. It is his wild nature that makes it difficult to pair him up properly, but he has been paired now and I know that his own fiancé would have been worried had he known of this. We decided that the less that knew the better."

"Ah yes. Master Iero spoke about his betrothed. It was an interesting conversation as was Young Master Iero's description of your prenuptial."

Gabriel bristled. Why was Ryan sharing information with a practical stranger and how much did he share? Surely nothing about that night. It would be highly improper.

"With all due respect Madam, it is not his position to burden you with his personal life."

"I quite disagree. I have taken a fondness for both brothers and intend to treat them as I treat my grandsons. Since Lady Ross's mother passed years ago, they are quite interested in my maternal relationship with them."

"I see."

Gabriel could see that he was not going to get any further in his quest to get Ryan. He decided to bide his time and set up another plan of attack, one that will put Ryan in his place for good...after he got rid of Frank.

"Well then, please allow me to apologize for the intrusion. I will take my leave now."

Gabriel put his hat back on and picked up his cane.

"If you could please tell my fiancé that I will see him tomorrow."

Gabriel bowed and then made his exit.

"A highly disagreeable person mum."

"Oh Andrew, call him what he is; a right bastard. He is not to be trusted. I could see the wheels turning as he spoke. He has a plan and I do fear for both the Iero's safety. Can you call on Brendon in London. I will be returning tomorrow after service. I want to know more about both Master Saporta and Professor Hartwell."

"Very Good mum, I will send word immediately."

Andrew bowed and then left to his duty. Elena sat back and then looked over at the veranda. If that bastard had looked behind him, he would have seen her grandsons and their fiancés in the garden as she stated.

"Great minds think alike."

She watched them from afar as she planned her own attack on the situation.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks...how's you?

so THAT happened, and who else wishes Lady Rush was their grandmother sometimes?

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