Somewhere I Belong

***Time stamp: Summer***

Grant watched his pets playing in the afternoon sun. It was a beautiful day and they were all lounging by the pool. He watched as Pete and Bob played tricks on Patrick and Frank to get them in the pool. Patrick was not crazy about water and unsure about his swimming and it seemed that Frank had never been near the water because of his isolated upbringing. He watched Mikey and Gerard lounge on a raft kissing lazily. He noticed though that Gerard was getting distracted by Frank. He did look good in his swim shorts and Grant could appreciate the view. He wondered if it may be easier for Gerard to accept Frank if he let the two brothers play with him.

"Something to think about I think."

"Did you say something Master?"

"No no my pet, just random mumbling."

The two brothers paddled over to where he was.

"Do you need anything Master?"

"I could make some lemonade, or maybe some snacks Master?"

Mikey suggested with a sweet smile.

"I have my tea and I have enough tasty snacks here for my appetite to be sated Michael, but thank you."

Grant gifted him with a smile. Mikey blushed and nodded.

"Okay Master."

A high pitched squeal followed by a loud splash sounded behind the brothers, Mikey turned to look and realised instantly that Frankie was no longer on the side of the pool, and Pete was stood wide eyed on the edge, looking into the deep clear water.

"Frankie!"

Gerard dove off the raft and into the water. He swam down and grabbed Frank, pulling him out.

"Pete, what the fuck is wrong with you!?"

Gerard didn't wait for Pete to answer as he started to breathe in Frank's mouth and press on his chest. Mikey was at Gerard's side as quick as he could move and watched on, wide eyed and scared. Bob grabbed a towel and lay it over Frankie before wrapping his arms around a trembling Pete.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...we were playing and he...he slipped."

Pete stuttered out.

"Peter, you knew Frankie couldn't swim, why did you play in the deep end."

Grant was standing with a stern look on his face. He could see that Frank was in good hands. Pete looked at Grant with tears running down his face.

"I'm sorry Master, I'm so sorry."

"I want him punished for hurting my pet!"

Pete looked at Gerard then back at Grant.

"I-I'll take m-my p-punishment Master...I'm so sorry."

"Gee don't you think..."

"Fuck off Patrick!"

Patrick stood back as Gerard scooped Frank up in his arms. He was breathing, but it was shallow.

"Come on Mikey."

Gerard headed to the house. Mikey looked back at the others before following Gerard inside.

"Gee, don't hit me but...I think you owe Patty an apology."

"My only concern is Frankie right now. He's shivering, let’s get him warm."

Gerard carried him up the stairs to the bedroom. He walked past the bunks and to the center bed. He laid Frank down on the soft sheets and took off his trunks. He then took his own off.

"Come on Mikey, body heat."

Mikey nodded and took off his own shorts before climbing onto the bed.

"Okay Gee, but you'll say sorry later, right?"

"Yeah sure, whatever, come on."

Gerard pressed against Frank's front and watched as Mikey pressed against his back. They wrapped their arms around Frank and held him and each other. Frank whimpered quietly.

"He'll be ok Gee...won't he?"

"Yeah, I think so, but I worry it will be another setback."

Mikey frowned, rubbing his hands over Frank's sides.

"Gee, I think you feel more for Frankie than you let on."

"A good Master takes care of their pets."

"Gee..."

Mikey raised an eyebrow at his brother.

"...you know what I mean."

Frank whimpered again.

"Not now Mikey please."

Gerard was begging. He couldn't deal with this right now.

"He's still cold."

"Then let's warm him up."

Mikey gave a slight smirk.

"We are Mikey...oh...oh Mikey, I don't think..."

"Why not?"

"Because he's...and we're..."

"He's your pet Gee, of course you can."

"But...you belong to..."

"I'm ok to watch Gee...I'm cool with that."

"What?!"

Mikey giggled at his brother's shocked expression.

"I'll watch while you warm him up..."

He confirmed.

"He'd like that I think.

Gerard was stunned. He couldn't...

"It's wrong he isn't even awake."

"G-Gerard?"

Frank mumbled through trembling lips, eyes fluttering slightly.

"I’m here Frankie...Mikey is too."

"Gerard."

"Gee, he's still cold."

"I should get some blankets then."

Gerard was kind of regretting this idea of using body heat. It was fine when he was out of it, but he didn’t know how Frank would feel when he realised they were naked and pressed against him. Frank's arms crept around Gerard as he started to move away.

"You're warm."

He mumbled into Gerard's bare chest.

"Ahhhh, yes well we were trying to warm you up and..."

"And Gee is going to make you really warm...would you like that Frankie?"

Mikey said close to Frank's ear. Frank nodded, his breath ghosting Gerard's collarbone.

"Yes please G-Gerard."

Gerard noticed that Frank didn't push away from Mikey. He surely knew that he was pressed against him as well.

"You have to let me go then Frankie, so I can get the blankets."

"Don't want blankets...want you to make me warm Gerard...you and Mikey."

Gerard looked at Frank and then at Mikey.

"You do? A-Are you sure?"

Frank nodded, mouthing tentatively at Gerard's skin.

"I'm sure."

Gerard let out a small groan. Without realising it, Frank found one of his most sensitive spots. Without even looking he knew that Mikey was smirking. Mikey leaned into Frank's ear and whispered to him. Frank nodded slightly then slowly licked that same spot.

"F-Fuck, no f-fair."

Mikey giggled, placing a light kiss to Frank's shoulder before whispering to him again. Frank hummed then sucked at the pale skin, working on leaving a mark. Gerard started to squirm and buck his hips forward. He could feel himself getting hard. Damn his brother. Mikey whispered again and Frank moved his mouth across and down a little, his lips latching onto Gerard's right nipple.

"Fuuuuck!"

Now Gerard was really bucking his hips. He could feel his hard on brushing against Frank's. He knew that Mikey was turned on for sure because Gerard heard Frank moan and knew that that was Mikey pressing against his ass. Frank sucked harder on Gerard's nipple as he started to rut against his Master, loving the feeling of finally getting this...Mikey rubbing his own hard-on against Frank's ass only pushed him closer.

"Frankie..."

Gerard needed to be touched. Mikey knew he was greedy like that. Mikey whispered again. Frank slipped his hand down between himself and Gerard, wrapping his fingers around both of their cocks together, groaning deep in his throat before starting to suck hard on Gerard's nipple and stroke them both slowly. Gerard is no match for his brother and his ideas. He just resigns himself to the capable hands of both boys. Mikey whispered one last time, then concentrated on rubbing himself hard against Frank's ass, his cock sliding up between Frank's cheeks. Frank bit Gerard's nipple hard and swiped his thumb over the older boy's slit before digging it in. Gerard exploded. He cried out as he came all over Frank's hand. Frank wasn't far behind, he shuddered and came, shaking between the brothers...Mikey thrust against him one more time then came over Frank's lower back with a moan. Gerard and Mikey seemed to be on the same wave length as they both reached out and slipped their hands together laced around Frank's cock. Frank whimpered quietly, clinging to Gerard and shuddering as he rode out his completion before falling limp between the brothers, panting heavily.

"Sleep."

Gerard yawned and reached for Frank's hand. Frank yawned then mouthed sleepily at Gerard's collarbone as his eyes fluttered shut and he drifted off to sleep. Mikey lifted his head a little to look over Frank's sleeping form at his brother...he smiled. "

Now Frankie's where he belongs. I love you Gee."

Mikey closed his eyes and lay his head down, he was asleep and snoring a minute later.

***Time Stamp: One Month Later***

Grant was concerned. He noticed that Gerard was spending more time with his pet, which was good, but Michael was also more involved with the pet, which was not. Grant made allowances for Michael to please Gerard and himself since he enjoyed watching them together, but the pet was for Gerard, not for the brothers to share. He decided he needed to let his displeasure be known before anything went any further.

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"Hey Pete...is it me or has Master been in a...weird mood lately."

Pete looked up with a mouthful of apple and pecan strudel in his mouth.

"Mjgbnnm..."

He swallowed, giggling slightly.

"Sorry. I said no, it's not you. What do you think's up?"

"I'm not sure, but it makes me nervous. Even Bob has been jumpy lately."

Pete nodded.

"I noticed, Bob's been crawling in my bunk the last few nights...that's not like him."

"I wonder what Gerard and Mikey think."

"I'm not sure they've noticed...too busy with Frankie."

Pete giggled with a wink, picking up the last piece of his pastry and popping it into his mouth.

"Yeah, that's so not fair. How come Mikey gets to play with Frankie and we don't?"

Patrick was pouting. He had fun that one day with Frank and even though his punishment hurt, it was worth it.

Pete's eyes lit up and he chewed and swallowed quickly as he started bouncing in his seat...he'd realised something before Patrick, and for Pete, that was a big deal.

"That's what it is Patty!...Master hasn't given Mikey permission to play!...That's why he's been off!"

He grinned wide at being the first to work it out, until he realised something else and his smile dropped.

"Mikey's going to be in trouble, isn't he Patty?"

Patrick was in such shock that Pete came to that conclusion that he forgot to yell at him for calling him Patty...yet again.

"Oh yeah he is. Should we warn him? Do you think he would even listen?"

"I think we should, but you're right...he won't listen."

"I wonder where they are."

"In the bedroom..."

Pete smirked.

"...where else would they be."

"Don't smirk at me I just..."

"Patrick, Peter, have you seen Michael?"

Pete looked over to the door where Grant was stood...he didn't exactly look happy.

"No Master, not since lunch."

"Hmmm, what about you Patrick."

"No Master, I have been with Pete most of the afternoon."

"Well if you see him, tell him I want to talk to him."

"Yes Master."

Grant gave them both a look and then left. Patrick shivered.

“I am worried."

"Me too Patty..."

Pete moved to wrap an arm around Patrick's shoulders.

"…me too."

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"Oh fuck, that's so good."

Gerard had Mikey in his lap reverse cowgirl and he was watching over Mikey's shoulder as Mikey and Frank kissed. They were pressed chest to chest as they fisted each other's cocks. The sight was enough to make Gerard want to cum right then. Frank was happy, he'd never felt so wanted, so needed and cared for since he was little...since before he lost his parents. He pushed the upsetting but blurry memory away and enjoyed this moment, this feeling. He moaned, his hips thrusting up into Mikey's touch as he worked the other boy's cock with his own hand, and his lips against Mikey's more experienced ones. Right now, the 3 of them were the only people in the world as far as he was concerned. Mikey was overwhelmed with sensation. His brother's cock buried deep inside him, Frankie and his brother's hands on his skin, Gerard's lips on the side of his neck, his shoulder, Frankie's hand stroking slickly up and down his length and the boy's tongue tangled with his in his mouth...it was all too much and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

"Mikey baby, I wanna watch you make Frankie cum and I wanna feel you cum with me inside you."

Mikey moaned his agreement to that plan and quickened his hand on Frank's hard, heavily leaking cock. Frank quickened his own hand to match Mikey's pace...they raced each other toward their climaxes. Gerard could feel it creeping up. He dug his fingers into Mikey's hips as he fucked him faster and bit down on his neck. That was it. Mikey came with a cry, his lips parting from Frank's as he spilt over the boy's hand.

"Ah fuck me!"

Gerard bucked his hips and tossed his head as he filled his brother up. Mikey shuddered hard and his hand jerked sharply on Frank's cock, causing the boy to cry out and cum hard over his and Mikey's stomachs and the sheet beneath them all. They were all trying to catch their breath then there was a knock on the door. They all looked over, Mikey was leaning back against Gerard's chest while Frank was flopped boneless against Mikey.

"Michael...I'd like to speak to you."

Grant stood in the doorway looking at them. Mikey swallowed, he had a feeling this wasn't going to be a "nice talk". He nodded.

"Yes Master."

He carefully lifted himself off of Gerard's softening cock, wincing slightly, and climbed out from between his brother and Frank before getting off of the bed. He looked back, sending them both a reassuring smile as Frank crawled into Gerard's lap, looking scared, then turned and walked over to Grant with his head lowered. Grant led Michael to his office. He sat down in his chair.

"Have a seat Michael."

Mikey knelt down on the floor in front of Grant, his hands behind his back and his eyes on the floor.

"Do you know why you are here?"

"Y-yes Master."

"Tell me then."

"Because I was playing with Frankie without your permission Master, but..."

Mikey stopped himself from continuing, he hadn't been asked for his reason for doing it yet.

"Oh do go on."

"I'm sorry Master..."

Mikey whimpered slightly.

"I was going to give you my reasons, but you hadn't asked for them."

Grant was internally impressed, but kept his face cold.

"I'm sorry Master."

"I asked you to go on, not to continue to apologise."

"Sorry Master..."

Mikey swallowed, why couldn't he stop saying sorry?

"I knew that Gee was scared to hurt Frankie so he wouldn't touch him, but I also knew that Frankie wanted Gee to touch him, but was too inexperienced to know how to ask...I thought that the best way to get them together would be for me to be there too..."

He sighed.

"Once we started, I didn't want to stop...I like being with them both, and I don't want to lose that, but..."

He looked up slowly.

"I know I should've asked you first Master, and of course I'll abide by whatever decision you make, and take whatever punishment you think is appropriate."

Mikey fell silent and waited, nervous of his fate.

"I too was alright with you helping, but after that it should have stopped and yes you will be punished. To start with you will be isolated until I decide what to do with you."

"NO!"

Gerard came rushing into the room.

"No Master! Please, don't do that! It was my fault! I let it happen! Punish me instead!"

"Gerard, this is most unbecoming a pet of your seniority! You will leave right now!"

"Please Master I..."

Grant crossed from his chair and grabbed Gerard by the hair.

"Perhaps I didn't make myself clear. You will leave now or suffer the same fate as Michael."

Gerard whimpered as he was thrown to the ground. He still did not move.

"Fine, if that is your decision."

Grant pressed a button on his phone. A servant appeared.

"Michael is to be isolated in the basement cage till further notice. Gerard will be going to Master Gabriel for retraining."

Mikey's eyes went wide with horror.

"Oh God no...Gee."

He sobbed. He knew this was his fault.

"Please Master, this was my fault, not Gerard's. Please don't send him there?"

A cry sounded from the doorway. Frank was on his knees, tears on his face.

"Not there not there not there..."

He chanted under his breath as he stared into the room, fearful eyes fixed on Gerard's prone form.

"That's enough all of you!"

Grant's voice bounced off the walls.

"This is my home and my word is law! You all will do well to remember that!"

Frank whimpered, curling into a ball.

"Yes M-Master, sorry Master."

Mikey said quietly, body sagging because he knew that they had no choice but to obey.

The servant put a heavy collar around both Gerard and Mikey's necks to indicate that they were being punished. He then led them from the room.

"Frank return to the bedroom at once. Although you participated with the other two pets, you are not in trouble because you were just obeying your master."

"Y-y-y-y-yes M-M-Master G-Grant."

Frank tried to get up but his knees buckled and he fell back down with a sob.

"We've got him Master..."

Pete said as he, Bob and Patrick hurried up, alerted by the shouting they'd heard.

"We'll look after him."

Bob carefully picked Frank up and they all headed off to the bedroom, Frank shaking and clinging to Bob as he cried...he prayed to a God he didn't believe in to keep Gerard safe, and to bring him and Mikey back to him soon.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how's you?

So just as things are getting better, everything falls apart again...do you think Gerard will be ok?...do you think Frankie will be?

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