***Time Stamp: Friday***

"Hey Gee."

Ray waved as Gerard stepped off the elevator.

"Let’s get you in with Gabe and suited up."

Gerard swallowed and nodded.

"Ok but..."

Ray ushered Gerard into the familiar room. Frank was standing there, but no Gabe.

"Where's Gabe?"

"Phone call. He'll be back."

"Okay, well I'll leave you guys then."

Ray left. Frank looked at Gerard.

"How's your hand?"

"Uh, better. Just a bit sore."

Gerard rubbed his right hand around the back of his neck, nervously.

"That's good. That burn cream will keep it from scarring, but they can put make up on to hide it."

Frank had no shirt on and was wearing one of his tightest pair of jeans. It did nothing to hide him at all.

“So where is everyone else?"

Gerard sighed.

"They're not due in for an hour. I...I guess it's just us for now."

Frank knew the truth, but he nodded.

"Oh, well I'm sure Ray will bring them in."

"Sure..."

Gerard looked at the closed door.

"When Gabe comes...is he...is he going to do w-what he did to you...to me?"

He looked back at Frank with wide eyes and pink cheeks.

"Well...I mean you can do it yourself, but he does make it fun."

Frank winked and chuckled. Gerard blushed darker and looked back at the door.

"Is he gonna be long?"

"Let me see if he texted me."

Frank pulled his phone out and pretended to check his texts.

"Well that's unprofessional of him."

He frowned at the phone. Gerard looked at him.

"What's unprofessional?"

"Gabe is hooking up. He said he will be back when he has had his...fill."

Gerard frowned.

"That is unprofessional. What're we meant to do till he turns up...sit here and twiddle our thumbs?"

"This isn't the first time either."

Frank acted upset.

"Guess we have to do this ourselves, but I have to tell you, when I am pissed I can't get it up for shit."

Gerard bit his lip, looking down.

"I...I don't think it's something to get upset about. I'm...not sure if I'll be able to get it up either."

Frank grinned inwardly.

"Um....we could help each other out you know..."

Then he pretended to back pedal.

"Never mind, that was dumb."

Gerard looked up.

"I...I don't know."

"Yeah, you're right, I'll just go tell Ray."

Frank went to open the door.

"No wait..."

Gerard put a hand on Frank's arm, sighing.

"It's...it's not like it would mean anything, would it. It would only be for the job...right?"

Frank smiled at the door and then schooled his face before turning.

"Well yeah, I mean we can't model without being prepared and then the company loses money on us and then we lose money too."

Gerard frowned slightly and huffed.

"Yeah, I guess we don't have a choice, do we."

Frank turned his body and gave a small smile.

"It won't be so bad. A least I'm not ugly to you right?"

"No no not at all...I...I mean..."

Gerard swallowed as his cheeks turned darker.

"You're not. You wouldn't be a model if you were."

"You can be model pretty and still be ugly Gee."

Frank started to walk towards the door where Gabe worked. Gerard tilted his head to the right, his brow furrowing slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"For some it's all just make up and photo shopping."

Frank opened the door. He saw the note from Gabe to him. He slipped it in his pocket quickly.

"Not you though...right?

"Yeah, even me. You think people want to see all my tattoos?"

"I want to..."

Gerard flushed and went wide eyed as he realised what he'd said.

"I mean I wouldn't mind, I mean..."

He sighed, defeated by his own treasonous tongue.

"I like tattoos, and I'm sure there's a lot of other people out there who do too...that's all I meant."

Frank smiled.

"Thank you Gee, that is kind of you to say. Well, we should get started."

Frank opened his jeans and slipped them down showing a pair of barely there red bikinis.

"Last year’s collection. It was a big hit for Patrick.”

Gerard swallowed, blinking at the younger man.

"Err...ok."

He hesitantly undid his jeans, fingers shaking slightly. Frank slipped out of his jeans and folded them. he then turned back and saw Gerard's state. He walked over and touched his hand on his jeans.

"Hey...relax, just two friends helping each other out right?"

"Y-yeah...I guess."

Gerard pushed his jeans down off his hips and down his legs, his eyes locked on the floor.

"Here, let me."

Frank got down on his knees and untied Gerard's sneakers.

"Put your hand on my shoulder."

Gerard breathed heavily, doing as he was told then looking up at the ceiling cause if he looked at Frank on his knees like that, he would probably shoot his load instantly.

Frank removed his sneakers and lifted the jeans off each leg. He noted that Gerard's cock was half hard and he knew it was all him. He folded the jeans carefully.

"Hey Gee...is that for me?"

Gerard swallowed, closing his eyes and trying to relax and think about Bob...instead of the fact that Frank's face was inches from his cock right now.

"Just...do...whatever."

He mumbled quietly. Frank stood up, running his hands up Gerard's smooth pale legs. He thought Gerard must be shaving at home to try and avoid Gabe. It made him chuckle. Frank stood up and gently rested his hand on Gerard's sill hidden cock.

"Gee...I don’t want to do anything you are not comfortable with..."

Gerard shivered, his eyes still squeezed shut.

"It's...its f-for the j-job."

"It is..."

Frank started to rub light lazy circles over Gerard's cock.

"...but it doesn't have to be completely unpleasant you know."

Frank eased his hand into Gerard's boxers and slowly pulled out his cock. He kept his eyes on Gerard's face cause he already knew what it looked like. He ran his fingers up and down the shaft slowly and lightly caressed the head, spreading the already emerging pre-cum around. Gerard's breath caught in his throat, one of his hands moving to rest on Frank's shoulder.

"Oh God I *uh*. Feels g- *uh* good."

"Im glad. You know I'm not a pro like Gabe so all I can rely on is my instincts to know if I am doing it right...so am I?"

"Y-yeah..."

Gerard breathed, his head tipping back and his fingers gripping Frank's shoulder a little tighter.

"Oh...so g-good. You should...stop now *uh* though."

"Don't tell me you're that close already. I would be surprised at that."

Frank did a little wrist flick. Gerard whimpered, his toes curling.

"No but I *uh*, I th-thought the p-point was to *uh*, to get hard. I'm hard so you can s-stop now."

"As long as you are sure."

He brought his fingers up to the head and played with it gently.

Gerard gasped, his hips bucking forward unintentionally.

"Oh G-od!"

Frank pulled his fingers away taking a string of pre cum with him and then licking them clean. Gerard whined, slowly opening his eyes to look at Frank. His pupils were blown wide with lust.

"You okay there Gee?"

"I...I..."

Gerard swallowed, shaking his head a little. He couldn't help but to want more.

"I'm glad I could help. Now I just need to get myself ready and then we can go...good thing I'm half way there thanks to you."

Frank palmed his cock, which was peeking over the top of his bikini. He pulled the rest down and started to slowly stroke himself.

Gerard's eyes widened slightly as he focused on Frank's hand. He licked his lips, the urge to get on his knees was almost too strong to deny.

"Is there something you needed Gee? Something you want to do?"

Frank looked at him innocently, but inside he was urging the young man to go with his instincts. He could see him losing the battle and that meant Frank was winning everything.

"I...I...I..."

Gerard whimpered.

"I shouldn't."

Gerard said weakly, though he could feel his resolve crumbling.

"Shouldn't what Gee, talk to me."

Frank was a pro at this and could go hours without cumming cause he was into edging. He was in no hurry at all. Gerard felt his own cock twitch and whined slightly.

"I want to...help you."

"Oh...I mean, if you want to, I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable."

Frank continued lazy strokes, watching Gerard's eyes follow his hand. Gerard licked his lips again, then looked up slowly.

"It's...it’s for the job?"

"Oh of course it is. I don't just start jerking off for anyone you know."

Gerard nodded shakily, his breath light and fast.

"Yeah um...can I?"

Frank let go of his cock. He shaft bobbing up to hit his stomach.

"Please, I would be honored...”

Gerard swallowed then slipped slowly to his knees, eyes trained on Frank's hard cock. He took a breath, then carefully wrapped his fingers around the base, and his lips around the head, moaning quietly at the taste as he slid his mouth tentatively down Frank's length.

"Fuck..."

This was more than Frank had hoped for. He was hoping to feel the man's hand, but the fact that he got his mouth too was more bonus than he ever thought he could get. He ran a hand through Gerard's hair and sighed.

"So good with your tongue..."

Gerard pulled off with a pop and swirled his tongue around the tip before digging it into the slit, savoring the bitter/sweet pre-cum that leaked onto his tongue. Frank sighed and dropped his head back closing his eyes. He continued to run his fingers through Gerard's hair and dig lightly into Gerard's scalp.

"Fuck Gee, yes, love your mouth so much."

Gerard moaned, sliding his mouth all the way down until Frank's big cock pressed into the back of his throat. He'd always been a whore for deep throating, it was something Bob seemed to love quite a lot. He swallowed around the tip, his own cock twitching and leaking heavily now...he couldn't help but wrap his long fingers around it and stroke himself slowly, getting lost in the moment.

"Shit!"

Frank bucked his hips forward and dug his hands hard and pulled on Gerard's hair. He wanted to fuck his mouth so badly. Gerard moaned around Frank's length, looking up with want through his long dark lashes. He dropped his hand from where he was still holding the base and nodded slightly in consent...he was a whore for having his mouth fucked too. The whole reason they were doing this was lost to him right now as he stared up at Frank with longing. Frank didn't need another invitation. He gripped Gerard's hair tight and rocked his hip back and forth using the man's warm wet mouth to bring him to a place he had not been in a long time.

"Fuck, Jesus, how are you so good at this Gee?"

Gerard moaned...he couldn't exactly answer right now. Frank wanted this to go on forever, he wanted to find a time where he could lay Gerard out and explore him, take his time and discover all his hidden secrets. Gerard could feel his orgasm building, his insides tightening as his hand moved faster on his cock and he moaned desperately around Frank's.

"Fuck, ah Gee, I'm gonna..."

Frank lost his grasp on the English language as he filled Gerard's mouth up with his cum. Gerard swallowed most of it down, a little escaping to dribble down his chin as he pulled off, his own completion hitting him like a truck as he spilled over his hand and the floor beneath him with a cry on his lips. Frank collapsed on his knees and pulled Gerard into a kiss. Gerard went willingly, his mind still fogged as he let the younger man control the kiss completely. Frank pulled Gerard into his lap as he consumed him, stealing his breath. He ran his hands all over the man's ass slipping his fingers in between the cheeks and caressing his opening as he rubbed their spent cocks together, which were not as spent as they were a moment ago. Gerard whined, his arms winding around Frank's neck as he pushed his ass back against the man's finger a little. Frank moved from Gerard's mouth to his neck, nibbling on his skin and tasting him. He continued to grind them together as he pressed his finger in a little, testing the waters of the warm pool he was treading in. Gerard let his head fall back, his mouth falling open as his fingers pulled lightly at the hair at the nape of Frank's neck.

"Frank please?"

He begged, though he wasn't even sure he knew what he was begging for. Frank displayed amazing strength as he lifted Gerard up and carried him to the table. He completely stripped Gerard and then crawled between his legs. He reached down to where he knew Gabe had lube. This was more than he had ever hoped would happen for him and his conquest. That car was as good as his. He lubed up his fingers and pushed two inside the writhing body under him. Gerard's body arched, his hands roaming over his own chest and belly, one hand moving up to wrap lightly around his throat for a few moments without thought.

"Fuck, you are fucking beautiful baby and I can't wait to feel you from the inside."

Frank scissored his fingers a bit more and then he pulled them out and replaced them with his cock.

"Oh God fuck!..."

Gerard gasped out.

"S-so good."

Frank wanted to enjoy the moment as much as he could so he inched very slowly into Gerard's tight heat. Gerard moved his hand up to his throat again, squeezing slightly, his eyes tight shut as he writhed in ecstasy. When Frank finally bottomed out he knew that he had already left marks on Gerard's hips, but he liked marking his territory. He pulled out almost all the way and then pushed back in hard, making Gerard gasp.

"You like that huh? You like when I fuck you rough and hard?"

"*uh* Yes..."

Gerard panted.

"God yes...please *uh*...more please."

Frank smirked.

"Oh I'll give you plenty honey. More than you can handle."

Frank started fucking Gerard hard enough to shake the table. Gerard wrapped his legs around Frank's hips, gasping and panting. He blindly grabbed for Frank's hand and pulled it up to his throat, opening his eyes and looking into Frank's eyes with desperate desire.

"Beg for it. Beg for me to choke you."

Frank caressed his neck lightly, pressing it just a bit. Gerard whined, then cried out as Frank hit his prostate, his eyes rolling back a bit. He whimpered then met Frank's eyes again.

"Please, please ch-choke me, please...sir please?"

"Mmmm, I don't think I believe you, I think you need to convince me more honey."

"Please, please I need it sir, please...oh God please?"

Frank put a little more pressure on Gerard's neck.

"I almost believe you now. Just a little more convincing."

He never stopped fucking him hard his whole time. Gerard looked up with pleading eyes.

"Please sir. Need it, need you to ch-choke me. God please sir...please?"

He was desperate for it...this was something Bob had always refused to do, yet something that Gerard needed so badly.

"Such a good boy for me."

Frank pressed hard on Gerard's neck, moving his hand to accommodate the slender muscle and skin. Gerard felt his airway restricted and his cock twitch and leak heavily onto his stomach. Frank watched him carefully. He was well known to this kink and knew what to look for. So far his breathing was labored, but not much and he was still fully conscious. It didn't mean that Frank stopped fucking him at the speed he was going at. Gerard gasped and clenched his hands into fists behind Frank's neck.

"T-tighter..."

He gasped out.

"Please s-sir?"

"Patience my pet, when the moment is right."

Frank reangled himself to hit Gerard's prostate lightly, teasing the man. Gerard whimpered, writhing and arching.

"P-please?"

He choked out, tears escaping his eyes to slide down his reddened cheeks.

"Shhhh shhhh, I have you. Let me take care of you okay?"

Frank saw a nod along with an escaped whimper. This time he hit his prostate dead on and stayed pressed against it as he tightened his grip on Gerard's neck and hip. Gerard's eyes fluttered as his vision blurred...he was so close now. It felt so good. Frank saw that he was nearing his orgasm and decided he wanted them to cum together. Frank changed his pace and was going for it now. He pressed hard on Gerard's neck, watching his eyes roll back a bit. He knew when Gerard came it was going to be explosive. Gerard's hearing was fading in and out and his vision was too blurry to even see Frank's face as he felt his orgasm getting closer, closer, closer until *BAM*, it hit him like a Mack truck and if he could've, he would've screamed his lungs out right then. His vision whited out and his eyes rolled back. Frank let go immediately as soon as Gerard started to cum. He then gripped his hips hard, chasing his own orgasm which hit him just as fast, as Gerard's ass clenched around his cock making him cry out the man's name. Gerard gasped in air as he emptied over his stomach, a weak cry escaping his lips as he felt his consciousness slipping away. Frank took a moment to catch his breath. He never expected the sex to be this exciting. This needed to not be a one time thing for sure. He pulled out of Gerard with his own whimper and slipped off the table. He moved to the sink and wet a cloth. He cleaned himself up and then Gerard. Then he pulled out his phone.

*Hey bitch, get ready to pay up.*

Frank took a discreet shot of Gerard and then sent it to Brendon. He waited knowing it would only be a moment before he responded. What he didn't expect was for Brendon to come through the door. Fuck him for having a key too.

"Did you drug him or something?..."

Brendon said with a frown.

"He looks out of it."

"Yup, with my massive cock..."

Frank chuckled.

"Nah, he's into auto erotic asphyxiation. That shit will knock you out every time. I'm just gonna tell Ray that he got sick and needed to sleep it off. Soooo, when do I get my keys?"

Frank smirked at Brendon, not even caring that he was still naked. Brendon rolled his eyes.

"Fucker. I should know better than to enter a wager with the likes of you, Iero..."

He shook his head and huffed out a breath, digging his hand into his pocket and pulling the keys out.

"Here...take care of her."

He tossed the keys to his friend. Frank looked at the keys and tossed them back.

"Keep her."

He looked at Gerard.

"I think I'm going for something better."

Brendon raised an eyebrow.

“You want him for keeps?...isn't he engaged or something?"

"Yeah, well I saw him around the guy and they just don't click. I think that Gerard is comfortable being a little more feminine, but the guy doesn't let him. I'm gonna invite him to see one of Gerard's shoots and see what he is capable of. Maybe then the truth will come out..."

Frank smiled.

"I don't know Bren, I feel like this could be something real if I play my cards right."

He walked up to Gerard and kissed him lightly.

"Come on, let's let him sleep cause when he wakes up, he is gonna be super fucked up and I have to plan what happens next."

Frank put his arm around Brendon and led him out of the room, locking the door behind him.

"So what about the younger Way?"

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how's you?

So, that happened!

Until next time, PLEASE COMMENT and peace out babies!
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