The Contract

"Ok Mikes, talk later bro."

Gerard said, hanging up the phone and marking the lunch they just planned to have together on his calendar before grabbing his leather jacket and heading out the door to go to the club.

It was just over a month since he'd made that first contract with Master Iero, and they had been trying a lot of things from his soft list during their sessions. Gerard had enjoyed most of what they had tried so far, but he knew that two of the more extreme things on the list were still coming up, namely 'Rape Play' and Fisting'. He was looking forward to them both, but that didn't stop him from being a little nervous.

Gerard was still unsure about signing a longer contract, but for now single session contracts seemed to work well for them.

He was so caught up in his thoughts that the taxi driver had to bang on the connecting window three times to alert him that they had arrived. Gerard apologised, paid the driver, then got out and walked across the street, up the steps and into the club.

Madam Ballato greeted him, took his jacket and led him to the Dom's room, opening the door and ushering him inside before closing the door.

Gerard took off his boots and left them just to the right of the door then walked to the middle of the vacant room and knelt down, hands behind his back and head lowered, waiting for Master Iero.

"Evening Gerard."

Frank walked in, but instead of starting a scene he beckoned Gerard out of the room to where the tables were.

Gerard was confused, but did as he was told without question or comment. He stoped next to the table with his hands behind his back and waited to be told to sit.

"Relax Gerard, I wanted to talk a bit for today's scene if that's alright with you."

"Yes Master."

Gerard said with a nod.

Frank laughed.

"Chill Gerard, really it's cool, we are just two guys talking."

Gerard smiled.

"Oh, ok Frank..."

He sat down on one of the chairs.

"So what's up?"

"Well two things."

Two glasses of juice were placed on the table.

"One, I wanted to talk about the last two on your soft list and where you want to go after that and two...I was invited to a private play party and I was...I mean I...would you like to go with me?"

Gerard's eyebrows rose into his hair.

"A party?...you mean like, like what we do?"

"Yes...but with much less people and a more intimate surrounding."

"But, but you'd be there right?...you wouldn't leave me with a stranger...right?"

"Oh no, we would create a contract just for that night."

Gerard nodded shakily.

"Oh, ok. Um, yeah, ok I'd like that then."

Frank beamed and took a sip of his juice.

"So now to the list..."

Gerard swallowed.

"Right, ok."

"So...you mentioned rape play on your soft list."

Gerard nodded, sucking his lip in between his teeth for a moment.

"Yeah...I kinda saw it in a film a couple years ago and I wanted to try it but I've never trusted anyone enough to ask."

"And I am happy that you do trust me, but I am unsure if we should do that here at the club. People who have a hard list with it on could be affected and that makes the area an unsafe environment to them."

Frank thought for a moment.

"Perhaps we could make a separate contract for that night and do it in my home? I have a fully equipt basement."

"In your home?...is that allowed?"

Frank laughed.

"I have been in a few real relationships before I joined the club and we used to play at home in private."

Gerard nodded slightly, considering this.

"Well, if you're ok with that then yeah, ok."

He nodded with more certainty.

"So we need to write up two new contracts then. One for the party and the other so that you feel safe in my home."

Gerard nodded.

"Ok, so where do we begin?"

(time passes)

"How are you feeling Gerard?"

Frank flexed his wrist as he watched the pale mark from his missing watch peeking out just from the swell of Gerard's ass. It was glistening from the generous amount of lube that Frank had been sure to use before gradually working his way up to fitting his fist fully inside the older man's hole. Gerard was shivering from pleasure and his cock was rock hard as it bounced against the pale man's stomach as he rocked against Frank's body.

"F-full M-Master."

Gerard groaned, his voice cracking.

"Is this what you expected?"

"M-more M-Master."

Frank flexed his hand and pressed against Gerard's prostate once more.

"Is this what you want? Do you enjoy the pressure even though you know you cannot cum till I say you can?"

Gerard gasped nodding hard, his brow furrowed and his hands clenched into fists.

"Uh yes Master...s-so g-good Master."

Frank continued to press against Gerard's prostate as he brought him to the edge and then pulled him back. Finally after a good twenty minutes of this he decided it was enough. He leaned over and whispered in his pet's ear.

"You can cum now."

Gerard let go with a cry of relief, his body shaking and clenching as tears slid down his face and great streams of cum covered Frank's arm and Gerard's own belly.

"Uhhhh...th-thank you M-Mas-ter."

He gasped out.

Frank carefully eased his hand out after adding more lube just in case. He quickly wiped it off on the towel nearby and then grabbed the blanket, draping it over the sweat and tear soaked man.

"Come on Gerard, let's get you some after care."

(time passes)

"How was that Gerard, did you enjoy it?"

Gerard was curled up in Frank's lap, sipping on his apple juice to wash down the cookies he was given.

Gerard nodded sleepily.

"Yes *yawn* Master..."

He shivered slightly.

"It w-was my f-favourite so f-far Master."

"I shall keep that in mind. Now sleep for a bit. I will wake you when it is time to leave."

"Y-yes Master."

Gerard slurred slightly as he drifted off to sleep.

(Time passes)

*Make sure you have the address. I will see you at ten. Thank you again my pe...*

*delete delete delete*

*Thank you again Gerard.*

Frank sighed as he sent the text. He almost slipped and called Gerard his pet. Gerard wasn't his pet though. He was a sub that enjoyed making contracts with Frank and trying out new things, nothing more. Frank had to remind himself of that.

"I miss you baby."

Frank looked at the picture of his boy. So young and taken from him. Frank swore he would never love someone like that again and up until Gerard walked into his life, he hadn't. Oh sure he didn't love Gerard, not like that, but he could see it was possible and that scared him a lot. The vulnerability of him. Just like...

"Fuck, I better get ready."

Frank touched the photograph one more time and then he went to get dressed.

(Time passes)

Gerard was nervous. He had been dressed for the past twenty odd minutes, but this was the eighth outfit he had tried and he still wasn't sure.

He had originally thought to wear what he usually wore to the club, but after a few internal freak outs that everyone else would be dressed up, he decided to try something different. He now had on a pair of tight black jeans and a black button-up shirt...and of course his favourite black leather jacket. The only colour on him was his slightly washed out red hair...maybe he'd redye it again tomorrow.

He heard the taxi driver honk his horn outside and realised there was no time to change again. He grabbed his phone, wallet and keys and shoved them in his pockets before leaving for the evening.

Just 15 minutes later, the taxi pulled up at the address Frank had given him. Gerard paid the driver then, swallowing back his nerves, climbed out of the car and watched it drive away before he walked up to the door and rang the bell.

"Yes, can I help you?"

An elderly woman answered the door.

"Oh um..."

Gerard looked down at the paper in his hand, confused.

"I think I might be at the wrong address."

He muttered.

"Are you Mr. Way?"

Gerard looked up, surprised.

"Uh, yes?"

"You have the correct place then. Please do come in."

"Oh, err ok then..."

Gerard stepped inside what appeared to be a perfectly normal residential hallway...had he misunderstood the nature of this party? He shrugged himself out of his jacket and looked at the woman.

"Sorry, is there somewhere I could put this please?"

"I can take it. We have a coat closet."

She took his coat and pointed to the dining room.

"We have hors d'oeuvres in there along with wine and cheese, please help yourself."

"Oh, thank you."

Gerard felt kind of stupid right now, he had really thought that this was...he stopped himself from thinking about what he had readied himself for, cause it didn't look like it was happening.
He walked into the dining room with his head down a little, wondering why on Earth Frank would invite him to this.

There were about ten people in the room along with Frank. They were laughing and talking and soft music was playing. Frank saw Gerard enter and excused himself out of his conversation.

"Hey you made it."

Frank took Gerard's hand and brought him over to the couple he was talking to.

"Gerard this is Brendon and Ryan. Guys, this is Gerard."

Gerard smiled softly.

"Hi, nice to meet you."

He had to get himself into formal party mode, like the kind his mother used to host on Saturday nights with all the neighbours round, when he and Mikey had to stay in their rooms and not get in the way.

"Awww Frankie, he's sweet, you were not joking."

Frank blushed a little.

"Well yeah, I wouldn't say anything else about him."

Gerard looked at Frank curiously...he'd told his friends about him?

"May I have your attention please."

Everyone stopped talking and turned to the man who had spoken.

"Welcome everyone, thank you for answering our invitation. So in a few moments we will gather in the living room and begin. Till then continue to enjoy the food and wine."

Gerard sucked his bottom lip into his mouth as he tried to work out what he was missing...was this a cheese and wine party, or a "party" party?

After a few more minutes everyone seemed to migrate to the living room area. They sat in couples.

"Over here Gerard."

Frank patted two chairs.

Gerard walked over with an untouched glass of red wine in his hand and sat down, looking around the room...he was still confused, this was the strangest party he'd ever been to.

Most of the couples were sitting close together or on each other's laps. Frank wanted to ask Gerard, but decided against it.

Gerard set his glass down on the floor next to his chair, he wasn't a big drinker and had only accepted it to give his hands something to do, but now he sat with them in his lap, hoping Frank was going to explain this all soon.

"Welcome everyone. Greta and I are happy that you could make it today. I am your host Gabriel, but most of you know me as Master Saporta."

There was a few murmurs of understanding.

"So today we are going to talk about Bukake."

Gerard had heard the word before, but wasn't 100% certain what it meant...he was however now certain about the sort of party he was at. Now he just had to get himself back into that headspace.

"So who knows what the word means?"

Gerard looked around the group curiously, his eyes stopping on Frank.

A guy raise his hand.

"I think it means splash?"

Gerard turned his attention to what was being said.

"Yeah, but it has to do with covering someone with cum."

Someone else spoke up.

"You are both correct."

Gabe continued to explain what the word meant and then showed a demonstration with his wife. Frank knew this was a completely new experience for Gerard.

"Now, if you would like to try with your own partners."

Gerard swallowed, wide eyes turning back to Frank.

"So..."

He fell silent, not really knowing what to say.

"Now here is the thing Gerard. You do not have to stay. The contract stated you can leave the party anytime."

Gerard took a breath, then nodded.

"I...I want to stay...Master."

Frank smiled with pride. He took Gerard's hand and squeezed it with fondness.

"Come, lets find a spot."

"Yes Master."

Frank brought Gerard to a quiet corner of the living room. Up until now Frank had been the one to touch Gerard, but Gerard had not touched him. The contract discussed this. Frank decided to be brave though.

"So....I can just jerk off on my own and then cum or you can blow me, but you don't have to because it isn't in the contract we signed and..."

"Please Master?...can I?"

"Gerard, I need your full consent because I am breaking our contract here."

Frank seemed pretty nervous. Gerard nodded, his eyes on Frank's face.

"I give consent Master."

He said clearly but quietly. Frank took a deep breath and began to open his belt.

"M-Master?..."

Gerard stuttered slightly as he dropped to his knees.

"Should I strip first Master?"

Frank looked at him. He felt himself flushing. This was something else. This was...Frank suddenly ran to the bathroom and threw up.

Gerard blinked in confusion, he wasn't sure if he should go after his Master or stay on his knees. He looked around the room and blushed pink as he realised that everyone else was doing their thing. He frowned slightly, looking down...was he even allowed to get up?"

"Is everything alright?"

Gabe walked over to where Gerard was.

"Where is Frank?"

Gerard looked up, his hands behind his back.

"I d-don't know Master Saporta...Master Iero went to the b-bathroom I think."

"Whoa whoa, Master? Hey kid, no man, I think you are confused here. This is an informal party. We are just you and I. No Master/sub here."

Gerard blinked up at the taller man, tilting his head in confusion like a puppy.

"No M-Master?"

He asked shakily.

Gabe could not believe how lucky Frank had gotten. He had found the perfect sub for a 24/7 relationship, but he knew Frank was still broken from his last one. He knelt down in front of the sub.

"No, here we are all equals. We have and come to these parties to learn to be better Masters and learn ways to communicate with Masters better. Does this make sense?"

Gerard bit his bottom lip and nodded hesitantly.

"Yes Mas...G-Gabriel. Sorry."

He dropped his head, his hair falling in front of his face. Gabe lifted the younger man's face.

"Gabe is good. Now, shall we find Frank?"

Gerard swallowed, he wasn't really sure if he should. After a moment he figured that his Master had left him with these strangers, so at least he should be safe with this man...right?

He nodded slightly and staggered up onto his feet.

Gabe led Gerard around the house attempting not to disturb the other patrons. They stumbled upon Ryan and Brendon sharing a bedroom with another couple. Brendon was on his knees covered in Ryan's cum and Ryan was edging his way through to his next orgasm. Brendon looked at Gabe shyly.

"Actually someone ran by to the bathroom a few moments ago. Maybe that was Frankie?"

Gerard kept his head down, nervous to intrude or upset anyone. He nodded slightly at the tall man next to him to show that he had heard him. He followed Gabe toward the back of the house.

"Frankie?"

Gabe walked down the hall to the bathroom.

"Frankie, you in there?"

"Gabe?"

A weak voice answered him.

Gerard started to shake slightly, he wasn't used to the Dom sounding so weak...it scared him. He watched Gabe while he stood back a bit, arms wrapped around himself.

Gabe walked into the bathroom and saw Frank huddled on the floor.

"Frankie..."

He walked over and felt his forehead.

"You getting sick again?"

"I don't think so...I don't know."

"Come on, you should lay down."

Gabe led Frank out of the bathroom. He beckoned Gerard to follow him. Gerard nodded and followed obediently behind the two Doms. He felt like he should do something, but he didn't know what...he felt kind of fuzzy headed but wasn't sure why.

Gabe led Frank into a bedroom away from everyone. He put him in the bed.

"Rest my friend..."

Frank groaned, but didn't argue. Gabe laid a hand on Gerard's shoudler.

"He should be good in a few hours."

Gerard looked at Frank, then back at Gabe.

"What should I do?...shouldn't I be doing something?"

He asked timidly.

"Being a contracted sub is not the same thing as being a partner so you are not obligated to do anything. In fact you can leave if you want to...unless."

Gerard tilted his head a little.

"Unless?"

"Gerard how much do you know about Frank?"

"Not much, why?"

"Why don't you join me in my office and we can talk."

Gerard looked at Frank for a moment, then turned back to Gabe and nodded.

"Ok."

Gabe led the young man up the stairs to his office.

"Have a seat Gerard, would you like some coffee?"

"Yes please."

Gerard said softly, sitting on the offered chair.

Gabe poured coffee for them both and then sat in his chair. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Taking a drag, he blew out the smoke.

"Frank is the youngest Dom I have ever met. He started at 16 meaning he has been a Dom for almost ten years."

Gerard raised his eyebrows in shock.

"That young?...wow."

"Yes and he had met a sub just as young as him. They were like a power couple in our circle. They went to all the clubs and were well known in the NY scene, which is surprising since most of the clubs were 18 or even 21 to get in."

Gerard frowned.

"So what happened?...you said were."

"Frank was happy with them as they were, but...she liked the fact that they were famous. She liked that everyone knew them. She wanted more of that kind of star treatment."

Gerard nodded slightly.

"They wanted different things."

"Yes...but Frank didn't know this. Frank finished high school and went to college. She chose not to. She got a job instead. While he was working hard to gain an education she was secretly moving on without him. When Frank graduated he bought a ring for her..."

"Shit..."

Gerard murmured, then blushed, his eyes going wide before dropping to the floor.

"Sorry."

His hands twisted in his lap.

"He lived on my sofa for weeks after that. It was fun pulling him out of a bottle. The funny thing is she got what she wanted. She lives in Europe now where she is a big deal in the scene like she wanted to be. It has been two years since he saw her."

Gerard frowned slightly.

"Can I...can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

Gabe put his cigarette out and took a sip of his coffee.

"Why do you think I need to know this?...I mean...I'm just a sub at the club he works in."

"Because I see it in you. I see what was in her...but what I don't see is a greed. I don't see the hunger for power. I just see someone who enjoys being what they are."

"I wouldn't want the power or fame or whatever it is she was after...heck, my own brother doesn't really know I'm into this lifestyle...I wouldn't want a whole bunch of strangers knowing, even if they were into it too."

"Still...I see in you the ability to be 24/7."

Gerard tilted his head.

"24/7?...you mean like a full time relationship kinda deal?"

"Not just a relationship, but a lifestyle where you are a sub always."

Gerard chewed on his lip a little.

"I don't know. I've been in relationships before where we lived together and I was sub the majority of the time...but..."

He swallowed, looking down.

"But I got...hurt."

"Both you and Frank have been hurt the same. Betrayed by those you thought you could trust. Just think about that."

Gabe got up.

"I should join the others since it is my party. Why don't you go check on Frank."

Gerard nodded as he stood.

"Ok. Um Gabe?"

"Yes Gerard?"

"Could you walk me back?...I don't feel comfortable on my own."

Gerard blushed, looking down.

"Of course."

Gabe led Gerard back downstairs and to the bedroom Frank was in.

"I think you can handle it from here."

He smiled and then walked off.

Gerard took a breath then let himself into the room, closing the door behind him.

He walked over to the bed and saw that Frank was asleep. He sat down on the floor next to the bed and rested his head on the edge, next to Frank's hand. He closed his eyes and thought about what Gabe had told him, about how both him and Frank had been hurt.

He fell asleep in the quiet bedroom after a little while.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks...how's 2017 treating you so far?

So here's some background on Frank, and a friendly Gabe...enjoy!

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