Ain't That Tuff Enuff?

Bob heard them all come in and turned to greet Gerard and see what he was wearing.

"Hey Gee...eee...eee."

Gerard raised an eyebrow curiously.

"Bob...something wrong? "

"What are you wearing?"

Gerard looked down at himself as if he had forgotten. He looked back up.

"As swimsuit?"

He said unsurely.

"A swimsuit from Patrick's Foli Duex collection."

Frank stood protectively next to Gerard as he called attention to the designer.

Gerard tilted his head at Bob.

"You don’t like it?...I think it’s pretty."

"There's nothing there practically!"

Pete laughed.

"Well it is swimwear Bobby boy. What, did you think he'd be wearing a three piece suit or something?"

Bob grumbled at being made fun of. There seemed to be no one on his side at all.

"Alright boys, so a day at the seaside is this shoots direction. I see you all have good packages to show off the suit...Brendon you're peeking out a bit, tuck in a little more or we will have to get you a different suit."

"Not my fault I'm hung..."

Brendon said with a smirk as he tucked himself away.

"Better?"

Mikey rolled him eyes as Ray leaned in and looked.

"We'll try, but if I see any more head, you will be changing."

Then Ray looked at everyone else's packages, except for Gerard.

"The rest of you are good to go."

Mikey leaned into Brendon's ear while Ray was talking to Patrick.

"You may be hung honey, but you would look better if you were hanging on my cock."

Mikey watched Brendon shiver at his words and inwardly smirked. Maybe he would make his words come true...someday.

"Alright, so let's get you boys into place. We're gonna start with a standing shot for everyone except Gerard. You Gee are going to be sitting in the center with the boys surrounding you."

"Sure, ok..."

Gerard smiled, moving over to where he’d been directed and taking a seat on the red beach towel that was laying on the sand covered floor.

"Like this?"

"Yes, now on your knees."

Ray watched as Gerard moved gracefully to the position.

"Okay boys, make a semicircle around him and pull in tight."

The guys walked over and stood around behind Gerard. Ray made them move till Pete and Frank were right behind him and Mikey and Brendon were on the ends.

"Okay great! Now guys I want you in mid laugh, smile or smirk and Gerard I want you to make eye contact with one and mirror their expression."

Gerard nodded and turned his head up toward his brother, smiling wide. He would’ve looked at Frank, but the angle could’ve looked awkward. Pete elbowed Frank slightly, noticing the slight disappointment in the boy's face when Gerard didn’t choose to look at him.

"Hmmmm, no that's no good. How about this. Gerard, you look at Frank, and Pete and Mikey, you and Brendon look at each other like you know a secret."

Brendon chuckled

"Won’t be hard."

Then he realised what he’d said and cracked up completely

"Actually *snort* really hard!"

Mikey rolled his eyes. Once again Brendon being childish, but now it was less annoying. Gerard rolled his eyes in sync with his brother like they were one person, then turned his head to look at Frank and Pete...though his eyes automatically went straight to Frank's, making his cock twitch slightly when he realised that Frank was already looking at him. He internally cursed cause he really didn’t need a hard-on right now. Frank gave him an easy smile to mirror. He wanted Gerard to relax. Gerard took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds before blowing it out slowly and returning Frank's smile...he had literally no idea what face Pete was giving him.

"Great! Hold that pose!"

Ray grabbed his camera and started to click away. The models all went in sync as they moved like professionals. A few times Ray called out poses, but it was rare. Then it was time for a free for all before the scene change. Frank whispered something to Pete and then they both grabbed Gerard and lifted him up. Gerard squeaked in surprise, grabbing at Frank's arms as his eyes widened.

"What the...?!"

"Oh I like that! Hold it!"

Ray started snapping away like crazy. Gerard could feel his cock twitch again at being pressed up against Frank. He tried to think of anything but...he settled on the fact that he was almost certain that his little brother was currently being eye-fucked by Brendon, and he didn’t seem to mind. Just the thought of Mikey’s sex life was enough to make Gerard’s cock go soft again.

Frank enjoyed being able to hold Gerard close to him. It was little bit of a kick doing it in front of his so called boyfriend. Mentally he had been sizing the man up and yeah, he was no match for Frank. Frank knew what Gerard wanted and how to make Gerard happy. He couldn't wait to take him out on a real date too and really show Gerard what he deserved.

"Okay, Gerard and Frank head back to change and then to Gabe. Mikey, Brendon and Pete, stay here."

Frank looked at Gerard and smirked. Before Gerard could protest, Frank threw him over his shoulder and carried him out of the room. Gerard laughed, kicking his legs and weakly hitting Frank's back in a not completely convincing display of objection. Brendon grinned at Mikey, wiggling his eyebrows. He laughed at another Mikey eye roll, though this one seemed sort of fond rather than annoyed, then turned to Pete.

"Guess you and I have to fight over the younger Way now, huh."

Pete chuckled.

"You could break a nail fighting me, you know?"

Ray turned to Brian.

"So how do you want to use these three boss?"

"Hmm..."

Brian hummed, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"Maybe have...yeah!...Mikey, can you lay face down on the beach towel, and can you two..."

He pointed to Brendon and Pete, throwing something to Pete without warning, that he somehow caught.

"...kneel either side of him and pretend to be fighting over which one of you is going to put that on him."

Pete looked at the item in his hand and saw that it was sunscreen.

Mikey grumbled.

"I'm not Gerard you know."

"Well that’s good cause I don’t fancy your brother half as much as you baby."

"That's not what I meant FUCK THATS COLD!"

Pete somehow dropped a glop of lotion on Mikey's bare back. Mikey reached up and grabbed the rim of Pete's suit.

"Watch it asshole!"

"Oops, sorry babe."

Pete giggled...he honestly didn’t sound that sorry though.

"So, we doin' this then?"

Brendon asked, trying to draw Mikey’s attention back to him. Mikey rolled his eyes again and Ray shouted.

"Yes, that's it! Mikey keep that expression! It makes them look like idiots!"

"Cause they are."

Bob whispered under his breath watching the scene before him. Pete had history with Mikey that he wasn't sure Ray was aware of.

Brendon reached over Mikey for the bottle of sunscreen, making a grab for it. Pete held it out of reach with a smirk, his other hand moving to rub the cold glob into Mikey’s skin. It was like watching two children fighting over a dump truck in the sand box. Bob couldn’t help but to chuckle. Pete started to rub the sunscreen into Mikey’s shoulder blade area, until Brendon lunged forward suddenly and grabbed the bottle.

"Mine!"

He grinned, then upended the bottle, accidentally dumping half the contents onto Mikey’s lower back in one go.

"THAT'S IT!"

Mikey jumped up and knocked both Brendon and Pete on their asses. He turned to Ray.

"I'm going to clean up, call me when you have models that are serious about this shoot."

Mikey stalked off set.

"Now that's the Mikey I know."

Bob smirked a bit watching him go.

"He’s something alright..."

Brian said from his right.

"If I didn’t know better, I’d think he’d been doing this for years...he’s got that diva thing, you know?"

"Nah, Mikey just doesn't take any shit from people, especially ones he hardly respects."

Brian looked at Bob curiously.

"Who doesn’t he respect?...I mean I saw banter, but I also saw a spark there. He’s seeing Brendon...right?"

"Not that I know of. Brendon isn't one of us and Mikey doesn't go for those over the top personalities really."

Pete didn't have the same attitude as Brendon so Bob knew he was okay in his book. Brendon was...well Bob wasn't worried.

“You sure about that?"

Brian asked with a smirk. He knew what he’d seen. Bob looked at Brian. He was wrong, Bob knew Mikey much better than a guy who just met him.

"No offense, but I've been working with the Ways for almost five years. They don't go for those kind of empty headed people. They want intelligence and someone who is their equal."

Brian laughed, shaking his head.

"Brendon's no airhead man...he’s got more brains in his little finger than the rest of us have put together. He only started this cause he needed the cash...don’t undervalue him, I’m pretty sure Mikey hasn’t."

Bob looked at Brian strange.

"Him, smart?"

"Yep. Try talking to him before you judge...he may come off as a cocky little shit, and he honestly is sometimes...but he’s a good guy and worth anyone’s time. If it weren’t for the fact that we're both bottoms, I could see myself with him."

Bob jumped back.

"Wait...you're..."

He was interrupted by the subject of their discussion walking over.

"Hey Brian, how's tricks?"

Brian rolled his eyes, chuckling at his friend.

"Shh Brenny...that was one time, and we swore to never speak of it again."

Brendon laughed, playfully punching Brian’s shoulder.

"Whatever man..."

He turned to Bob.

"We weren’t formally introduced before, were we. Hi, I’m Brendon."

He smiled wide, hand extended for a shake.

"Hi. Bob, technically his boss..."

Bob pointed to Pete as he slipped on the lotion trying to help Ray clean it up.

"...as well as the rest of my crew."

"So you know Mikey well then."

"Of course I do. Gave him his first jack hammer."

Brendon chuckled.

"A jack hammer...I’d pay to see him working one of those, they take skill. So, I was wanting to ask...what kinda flowers does he like?"

"Flowers? Mikey doesn't like flowers."

Bob couldn't believe this guy. He really didn't know anything about the younger Way at all. Brendon hummed thoughtfully.

"Ok then, well what would you suggest I give him on our first date then?"

Bob was taken back.

"First date? He agreed to go out with you?"

Brendon nodded, smiling happily.

"Yeah. He’s such a great guy and I don’t want to fuck this up...any hints could help."

Bob was about to open his mouth when Pete popped up, slinging an arm around Brendon.

"Hey there pop tarts...what’s happening?"

Pete looked around at everyone with a grin, oblivious to the slightly odd atmosphere in the group.

"Pete, I never thought I would ever say this, but be the voice of reason and tell Brendon that he is barking up the wrong tree with his interest in Mikey. I mean he wanted to get the man flowers. Can you believe it?"

Bob was waiting for Pete to agree or laugh, but what he didn't expect was what came out of the younger man's mouth.

"That’s a good idea Bren...he likes daisies best."

"Daisies?...I can do daisies. Any other tips?"

Pete thought for a moment.

"Chocolate, the dark kind...and unless you want your balls relocated, don’t even mention white chocolate."

"Got it."

Brendon started making a list in his head...he titled it: How to win Mikey Way's heart.

"Wait...daisies? Chocolate? Are we talking about the same Mikey Way and you are alright with this Twink dating him?"

Bob thought that Pete was more protective than that. Pete laughed, snorting slightly as Brendon looked vaguely insulted.

"Bobby Bobby Bobby..."

Pete sighed dramatically, wrapping his free arm around Bob's shoulders and shaking his head slightly.

"Mikey is more like Gee than you know. Underneath that poker face and biting wit, is a sweetheart who wants to be wooed. And as for Brendon here..."

He squeezed the other boy into his side while still looking at Bob.

"...he knows that if he dares to hurt Mikey, he’ll have our whole crew up his ass for eternity...don’t you..."

He looked at Brendon with a raised eyebrow. Brendon nodded quickly, looking a tiny bit scared.

"Besides...Mikey can take care of himself, and all I really want is for him to be happy."

Bob was stunned. Was his world gone mad? Well at least he knew he could count on one thing, Gerard was still the same and was never gonna change.

"Fuck Gee, so fucking good for me. Promise to do this the right way later."

Frank had Gerard against the wall, riding his cock as he choked the older man, but had a towel between his hand and Gerard's delicate throat. He wanted to mark him so badly, but it would show up in the photo. Also he didn't want to explain anything to that Neanderthal waiting for them. Gerard nodded slightly, as best he could. He couldn’t talk, as he couldn’t actually breathe but…oh God, it felt so fucking good. He clung to Frank, trying hard not to dig his nails into the man's skin. His eyes were clouded with lust and he wasn’t going to last. Frank knew they were short on time and this was for Gerard not him. He actually couldn't lose his hard on. He slammed into Gerard's prostate over and over again forcing him over the edge. Gerard's eyes fluttered and then flew open wide as his whole body tensed up hard and he came, shuddering and painting both their bellies in white. He convulsed violently with his completion for several long seconds before his eyes rolled back and his body went limp, darkness claiming him. Frank was used to this part. He let go of the man's throat and gently moved them to the sofa. He groaned pulling out of the warmth his cock was encased in, but he had practice holding back. He fixed himself in his suit and then cleaned Gerard off before tending to himself.

"Man baby, you are amazing. Why can't he see that?"

Frank went to get a bottle of water and pain killers for when Gerard woke up.

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Gerard’s eyes fluttered and he groaned quietly, stretching then wincing at the ache in his lower back.

"Fuck..."

He muttered, opening his eyes to see Frank smiling down at him. He smiled back softly.

"Hi. How long was I out this time?"

"Not long baby, about 15 minutes. But I do believe that we are on next, so let's get you upright."

Frank gave a hand to Gerard and gently pulled him up and into his arms. He kissed him slowly and sweetly.

"Look, I'm even still half hard but if you want to help me a bit, I wouldn't say no."

He wiggled his eyebrows playfully. Gerard smirked slightly and slid gracefully to his knees, leaning in to lick at the tip of Frank’s cock before taking it straight to the back of his throat and swallowing around it.

"Shit."

Frank worked hard to not grab at Gerard's hair and ruin his look. Gerard put his hands behind his back, looking up at Frank through his lashes as he started to bob his head.

"So good baby, so good for me. Not too much now, I can't cum...yet."

Gerard whined in disappointment, but he understood. He carried on for another minute until Frank was about as hard as it was possible to get...then he pulled off with a pop, licking his lips then wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he stood back up, panting slightly and leaning into Frank's chest. He sighed heavily.

"Do we have to go back out there?...I can feel Bob staring at me and judging."

"Don't worry baby, we are stronger together..."

Frank packed himself in and checked in the mirror.

"Bet old Bobby isn’t packed like this..."

He patted his hidden cock and then looped an arm around Gerard.

"Come on, let's go and kick some ass."

Frank led him out of the room down to the studio.

"Ah, there you guys are. We lost Mikey for a bit so you can start early."

Gerard nodded at Ray, smiling as he and Frank moved back to the beach scene.

"How do you want us?"

He tried to ignore Bob's eyes on him from across the room.

"Hmmm, well I kind of liked Frank's idea of picking you up before, those were some great shots. How about we start there?"

Gerard looked at Frank and smiled.

"Yeah, that sounds good."

"Great."

Frank looked at Gerard and picked him up in his arms.

"Looks good to me, let me confer with Brian."

Ray left them and walked back over to where Brian, Patrick, Ryan, and Bob still were. Brendon and Pete had gone off to discuss strategies on how Brendon can woo Mikey.

"Alright Bri, any suggestions on your part?"

"Well..."

Brian tilted his head as he looked over at the pair.

"Maybe Frank can be kissing Gerard’s cheek and Gerard can look all shocked and scandalised...but also really happy..."

He turned to the other men.

"What do you think?"

Ryan watched the chemistry between the two men. Frank kept making goofy faces at Gerard and Gerard was laughing.

"Yeah, like they are a new couple, or friends about to become one? What do you think Trick?"

Patrick smiled, wrapping an arm around Ryan’s waist.

"Yeah, I think that would work. They look like a couple already."

Bob didn't like this at all. Didn't they know that Gerard was practically his fiancé?

"Yeah, well I think..."

Bob looked at them and his mouth closed. They did look like a couple. Gerard hadn't smiled at Bob like that in a long time. It hurt deep inside to see someone else get that smile that was only for him

"I'm gonna...bathroom, be back."

Bob quickly left the room. He found an empty one that was dark. He sat on the floor with his head in his hands.

"I've lost him."

"Are you ok?"

Mikey asked, emerging from a dark corner he’d been sat in, playing Candy Crush on his phone wearing just his swim shorts and a fluffy red robe.

Bob looked up at the younger Way.

"Tell me the truth. Is he with Frank now?"

"Bob..."

Mikey sighed, going to sit next to the older man.

"You should talk to him, not me."

"The fact that you won't tell me anything and that he tells you everything gives me all the information I need..."

Bob took in a deep breath.

"Just tell me...did I make him happy at one point. Were those smiles and feelings real?"

"Bob, of course you made him happy...he loves you and he wouldn’t have been with you as long as he has if he didn’t. Please, just talk to him...yeah?"

"I...I can't, I don't want to hear what he has to say. I just..."

And Bob began to sob. His heart hurt so much.

"I tried to be good to him, I really did, but I guess Frank was able to give him something that I couldn't. I just...I want him to be happy."

"You have been good to him, and for him...he just..."

Mikey's reassurance was interrupted as Brian walked in.

"There you are!...Mikey, you’re wanted back on the set..."

Mikey nodded then looked at Bob.

"Talk to him, you’ll feel better."

He leaned over and gave Bob a short hug before standing up and leaving the room with a quick nod and smile to Brian on the way out. Brian watched him disappear around a corner in the hallway, then looked back into the room.

"Are you ok?"

"No, I don't think I am."

Brian sighed and stepped into the room, closing the door and cutting out most of the light from the hallway. The only light now was from the small window in the door, but it was enough for Brian to find his way over to the upset man. When he reached him, he put his back to the wall and slid down to sit on the floor. Hesitantly, he reached over and took Bob's hand in his.

"I’m here if you want to talk...or don’t?"

"Did you know? I mean did you even know he was with me?"

"You mean Gerard?..."

Brian shook his head slightly, looking down.

"Sorry no, I didn’t. But y' know, I only met him today."

"I didn't think so. I have a feeling only the guys that work for me knew. I...I was a fool to think that I could compete with a model."

Brian sighed, he wasn’t too good at advice, but he felt like he needed to do...something. He squeezed Bob's hand.

"I hate to say it, but many have fallen for Frank's charms in the time I’ve known him...but I’ve never seen him fall for anyone like he seems to have fallen for Gerard. What would you do to make Gerard happy?"

"Anything. I love him so much and...if it meant letting him go...I would."

Brian nodded in understanding.

"I can tell how much you love him, you wouldn’t be this cut up if you didn’t but...I think you know what you need to do...don’t you..."

He looked at Bob with a sad smile.

"And if you need someone to talk to, drink with, get freaky with or just scream out your anger to...I’m here. Ok?"

Bob looked up at the older man.

"You know for a twink you're pretty wise."

Brian laughed.

"Yeah?...well I may be a twink, but I’m pretty sure I could handle you."

He wiggled his eyebrows and smirked.

"I'd like to see you try."

Brian’s smirk softened into a smile as he looked into Bob's eyes.

"Yeah...I’d like that too."

Bob doesn't know what he was thinking. He knew this guy for less than a day, but he found himself leaning in. Brian closed his eyes and leaned in to meet him...it just felt right. When their lips touched, Bob felt something he never felt before. That spark, that zing that everyone talks about. He never felt it with Gerard or anyone else. It was intoxicating and Bob just wanted more. Brian shivered, leaning into Bob more...he could definitely get used to this, and he really hoped he would get the chance. Bob felt drunk and had to pull away.

"Wow, that was..."

"Yeah...it really was."

Brian murmured, smiled then leaned back in and lost himself in another kiss.

"Hey Brian are you..oh..."

Ray walked into the room and saw Brian and Bob kissing.

"I...uh...right, when you are ready, take your time man."

He quickly closed the door and Bob couldn't help but laugh. Brian face palmed then started to giggle.

"Oh well...at least he didn’t walk in on me sucking you off, now that would be embarrassing..."

He smirked, moving to straddle Bob's lap.

"Now, where were we."

Wrapping his arms around Bob's neck, he leaned in with a smile and reconnected their lips...he was really glad he came back today...really, really glad.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how’s you?

So...that happened. ; )

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