Mikey's Hook Up

"Come on baby."

Patrick was getting pissed that Mikey hadn't wanted to do anything lately. Not even hand jobs. Mikey huffed slightly, keeping his eyes down on the papers he was reviewing.

"Patrick, not now...please. I've got so much paperwork to get done. I've not got the time right now."

"But I can relax you babe. Take the edge off a bit."

Patrick ran a hand up his inseam. Mikey frowned, pushing Patrick's hand off.

"Not now."

Patrick huffed and downed his beer.

"What's up with you lately?"

"Nothing, I'm just busy."

"When are we gonna fuck?"

Mikey choked slightly, turning his attention to his pushy boyfriend.

"What?...Patrick, I'm not...I'm just not ready. Sorry."

"It's been almost two months now. How long is it going to take?"

"I don't know...why, I'm not worth waiting for?"

Mikey asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Sure you are babe, but it's just so hard to not want you cause...look at you, you're fucking perfect and sexy and damn I want to eat you up..."

Patrick put his hand back on Mikey's thigh, slipping it inside again and leaned in to pepper kisses along his neck.

"You taste so good baby, I just always want more."

Mikey shivered at the feeling. It had been a while since he'd gotten laid, but that didn't mean he wanted to give it up today.

"Patrick stop..."

He pushed the older man off.

"I said not now."

"Fuck this, I'm going home..."

Patrick grabbed his coat and hat.

"Call me when you get the stick out of your ass and have room for my cock."

He slammed the door causing the picture on the wall from when the bar opened to fall down. The frame cracked and spidered over Brendon, Mikey, and Ray's faces. Mikey sighed, rolling his eyes...he had a feeling he wasn't going to be calling Patrick real soon. He got up and walked over, bending down to carefully pick up the picture. The glass cracked more and some fell onto the carpet. Mikey reached for the pieces and winced when a sharp point stuck in his finger.

"Goddamn it."

He muttered, pulling the shard free then sucking on his fingertip. Today just wasn't his day. He carefully picked up the pieces and wrapped them in a tissue before putting them in the trash, then lay the picture down on his desk...he'd have to buy a new frame now...he loved that picture. It made him think of Brendon. He missed him.

Sighing heavily, he got back to his paperwork.

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(Meanwhile, across town)

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"I don't think it's a good idea Frankie."

Frank had shared with Gerard his idea to give Mikey Brendon's address.

"I think it's what they both need..."

Frank said, stroking his fingers through Gerard's soft hair.

"I mean, don't you want to just push Patrick into traffic sometimes?...I know I do. Brendon would be much better for Mikey, and vice versa."

"I mean I do, but..."

Gerard was having trouble articulating. Frank felt so good pressed against him and the after glow was still covering them both.

"So giving Mikey Brendon's address can only be a good thing...right Gee?"

Frank pressed gently, the fingers of his other hand softly grazing over Gerard's ribs. Gerard shivered and pushed more into the touch.

"Um...but, what if..."

A small moan slipped from his lips as Frank's lips touched his skin. Frank smirked slightly, feeling himself getting hard again.

"You want them both to be happy...right Gee?"

He slipped his hand lower, sliding his fingers between Gerard's cheeks to play with him lightly.

"Fuuu, ah, yesssss happy, but-t-t-t..."

Frank slapped Gerard's ass before returning his fingers to press into the hole.

"This is the only butt I'm interested in Gee."

"Geeze Frankie, that's so oh oh oh...fuck."

Frank pushed his fingers in till the second knuckle, curling them to brush Gerard's prostate.

"So what baby?"

He teased.

"U-U-Unf-fair Frankieeee!"

Gerard keened as he pressed back into Frank's finger. Frank loved Gerard like this, all desperate and needy...actually, he loved Gerard all the time.

"You like that Gee?...you want more?"

"Yes please, God, I want..."

Gerard started to fuck himself as he begged. Frank removed his fingers and smacked Gerard's pale ass.

"Naughty naughty boy. You'll get what you're given."

He rubbed the pad of his thumb around the older boy's rim lightly. Gerard started to whine. Frank removed his hand again and raised an eyebrow.

"Do I have to gag you?"

Gerard shook out a last whimper and then was quiet. Then at the last minute he spoke.

"Wil it be with your cock...Sir?"

Frank chuckled darkly.

"Only if you're good. Now, I'm gonna finger fuck you till you cum, and if you make a single noise, I'll gag you with your own panties then fuck your tight ass till you can't sit down...understood?"

Gerard went to answer, but thought better and just nodded. Frank smiled proudly.

"Good boy. Now get on your knees and grab the headboard."

Gerard moved away to get on his knees. He placed his hands on the headboard and waited. Frank climbed off the bed and walked over to his dresser. He opened the top drawer and took out three neck ties before closing the drawer and returning to the bed. He climbed back on and moved up to Gerard's right side.

"I'm going to tie your hands to the headboard, then I'm going to blindfold you. You understand?"

Gerard shivered and nodded. Frank started to tie Gerard's right hand first.

"What's your safe word baby?"

"Cherry pie."

Frank nodded and set to work on Gerard's left wrist.

"You're not to cum till I tell you...yes?"

Gerard nodded again. Frank was pleased. He finished on Gerard's hands and picked up the last tie.

"You ok with this?"

He asked as he always did, holding the tie up for Gerard to see...he liked to be sure. Gerard tipped his head back and gave a small smile. Frank returned the smile then carefully placed the tie over Gerard's eyes and tied it behind his head, being careful not to catch his hair in the knot.

"Not too tight?"

He asked quietly, his lips brushing Gerard's right ear. Gerard shook his head holding back the noise that tried to escape. Frank took Gerard's chin gently in his fingers and turned his face toward him. He pressed a soft kiss to Gerard's lips.

"Tell me your safe word again baby."

"Ch-Cherry pie."

"Good boy."

Frank kissed Gerard's lips again, then moved away. He sat on his knees and watched the beautiful boy...he loved making Gerard wait. Gerard fought hard not to squirm, but preen instead by staying still and behaving. Frank stayed quiet, he wanted to fuck him right now, but he also wanted to wait till Gerard messed up and made a sound...he knew he would have to wait a while.

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Gerard was confused. He wasn't sure how much time had gone by, but Frank still hadn't touched him. He was aching with anticipation and his cock was heavy and leaking just from his thoughts. He wants to call out, but he didn't, he just kept waiting.

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Frank's cock was hard and he wanted to sheath it inside his baby boy's tight little ass, but he wanted to tease him more first. Reaching out, he ran the tip of one finger along the curve of Gerard's beautiful cock, his nail lightly scraping the heated skin. Gerard bit his lip hard and shuddered, but didn't make a sound although he wanted to so badly. Frank slid his finger to the tip, pressing his nail slightly into the slit and watching the precum bead and drip...he wanted to taste it so he leaned in and licked his tongue over the head.

"Mmmm, taste so good baby boy."

Gerard shivered violently and bit his lip hard enough to taste blood. He felt a little trickle down his lip and licked it up. Frank smirked and moved quietly round behind the older boy, his hand trailing lightly over Gerard's trembling hip.

"Tell me what you want. Beg for it baby boy."

Gerard shook his head violently. He wasn't gonna give in. He bit harder causing more blood. Frank gave Gerard's left cheek a single sharp smack.

"Beg."

Gerard was confused now. He was told to be quiet to get what he wanted and now he was told something else. It had to be a trick. He shook his head stifling another whimper and ignoring the pain in his lip. Frank smirked and leaned over Gerard's back to whisper in his ear.

"Good boy."

He could feel Gerard's hot, sweat damp body tremble beneath him. He loved getting him like this. Sitting back on his knees, Frank used his hands to spread the boy's cheeks, revealing his tight little hole, still wet and stretched open from before. He leaned in and blew warm air over the puckered skin, watching it flutter slightly. Gerard opened his mouth, but quickly choked on the sound...unfortunately he did really choke and started to cough violently.

"Woah! Easy baby, easy..."

Frank said, moving quickly up to Gerard's side and rubbing his back comfortingly.

"Relax sweetheart, I got you. You wanna stop?"

He asked gently, his right hand moving to the tie over Gerard's eyes. Gerard shook his head, he didn't want to give up, but his throat hurt so much. Frank frowned slightly.

"Talk to me baby. What do you need...water?...a break?"

Gerard started to cry. Frank shook his head, this stopped now. He quickly untied the ties on Gerard's hands, then the blindfold, cooing softly to him as he worked, then pulled him into his arms and into his lap.

"It's ok baby, shhh, you're ok..."

He reached out and grabbed a bottle of water that was sat on his nightstand and opened the lid with his teeth before offering it to Gerard's lips.

"Slowly baby, it's just water."

Gerard drank slowly. His kept his eyes closed though. He was angry with himself that he failed. Frank stroked his hand slowly up and down Gerard's back then took the bottle away and set it down.

"Baby look at me...please my love?"

"I'm sorry, I'm so s-sorry."

Frank took Gerard's face in his hands and turned the weeping boy to face him.

"No baby, you got nothing to apologise for..."

He leaned in and gently kissed Gerard's bitten lips.

"Why don't we put on some nice warm pyjamas and watch a movie...you can sit on my lap. How does that sound, hmmm?"

Gerard nodded, but he wasn't feeling it. He just wanted to curl up with Mikey, who would understand better what was going on, but Mikey was a mess because of Patrick and Brendon and...

"Frankie?"

"Yes baby?..."

Frank could tell something wasn't right, but didn't know what to do about it.

"What do you need?...you can have anything."

"Give Mikey the address."

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how’s you?

So this chapter was little more than smut...without any actual smut...hmmm, how did we manage that?!

Well, if anyone is still reading this here, then PLEASE COMMENT and peace out babies!
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