Unspeakably Unique

F
I rubbed the plastic wrap over the new tattoo on my arm, waiting for Gerard. I had gone straight to the tattoo parlour after school, and was now waiting for my boyfriend to finish his after school photography class.
The word still sent a shiver down my spine.
I lit a cigarette, staring at the ground. It had been almost two weeks since I’d told him I loved him, and we’d been doing a lot better, hanging out at school and after. I wasn’t getting so many nightmares, and Gerard seemed to be his usual fairly happy self.
The door to the community center swung open and I tensed, then sighed as a girl with brown hair slipped out. Arms wrapped around my waist suddenly and I jumped, dropping my cigarette.
“Fuck! Gerard,” I whined as he giggled, dancing around in front of me and kissing me.
“Show me the tattoo!” he demanded, grinning at me. I sighed and shook my head, pouting at him. “You made me drop my cigarette.”
“Good, they’ll kill you.” I rolled my eyes and booped his nose with one knuckle. “You look cute. Did you redo your makeup?”
Gerard nodded, shifting from foot to foot. “Yes, but I wanna see the tattoo!”
I stared at him and he sighed dramatically.
“Please?”
I grinned and rolled my sleeve up, showing it to him.
Gerard frowned. “That’s boring. Just two black lines?”
I shoved his chest gently. “Hey, that’s not nice, Gee,” I joked, taking his hand and kissing the back of it. “I want to have sleeves like Chris does someday and I wanted something that would stand out, y’know? And not many other people will have it.” He smiled and kissed me softly. “I’m sure Chris will be thrilled, I think he’s just excited you wanted to get a matching one.”
I nodded, starting to walk him towards home. “Are you staying over again tonight?”
Gerard seemed to stop and think for a second. “Yeah, if that’s okay with Chris.”
“He’s having Ricky over I think,” I mumbled, rolling my eyes. “He’s still trying desperately to make us get on.”
He squeezed my hand gently. “Give Ricky a chance, Frank. He seems like a nice guy.”
I sighed and bumped his shoulder with mine lightly. “I know, Gee. And I want to like him, it’s just hard. I’m not good with people I don’t know, and he’s always trying to talk to me in this fake nice way and it gets on my nerves. And Chris is always sitting in the corner watching and-” I shuddered. “It’s just weird.”
Gerard smiled sadly and leaned over, kissing my cheek. “It won’t be that hard forever.”
“That’s what he said,” I mumbled, earning a gentle smack.
“Shut up, asshole. I was trying to help.”
“I know,” I grinned, rubbing his shoulder. “I just couldn’t help myself.”

Gerard watched me, his eyes half closed. “Frank?”
“Yes?”
I looked up from my homework, smiling at him.
“Do you want to have sex with me?” He asked casually. I blinked and shrugged.
“Not yet.”
“But do you find me sexy?” He pressed on, staring at me intently.
I sighed quietly, running a hand through my hair. “What's this about, Gee? What's going on?”
Gerard was blushing now. “I don't know. I'm sorry, I um..” He looked away and I sighed, getting up. I walked over to him and kissed him, my fingers tangling in his hair as he kissed back eagerly, grabbing onto my shirt. I ran my hands over Gerard's thin sides, my breath quickening as I felt my jeans tighten slightly. I pushed him back on the bed, climbing onto his hips and breaking away from the kiss just long enough to cast my shirt aside. I dove in for another kiss, but Gerard put his hand on my chest, panting softly as he stared at me worriedly.
“Fuck,” I mumbled, running a hand through my hair. “Did I scare you, Gee?”
He nodded almost imperceptibly and sniffed. I scrambled off his hips, gently helping him sit up as I wrapped him up in a hug.
“Shh, Gee. It's alright. I'm sorry, I got a little carried away cause...cause I really do think you're very sexy.”
Gerard nuzzled my jaw, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek. “I'm okay...I had a dream about you..”
“Yeah?” I hummed, running my fingers through his hair. He nodded, hugging me tightly.
“Yeah. And you kissed me and you kissed my skin all over and then..”
“Mhm?” I encouraged quietly, trailing my fingertips down his spine.
“And then you um...you gave me oral and I came..”
I blinked, freezing for a second. “Did you like it?”
Gerard nodded quickly, his fingers twisting my shirt as he grabbed onto the fabric. “Very much.”
“Then that's the first thing we’ll do together. When you feel ready.”
He pulled away from me gently, smiling shyly. “Can we...can we just get naked? Please?”
I hesitated, then sighed. “I don't see why not. As long as you're sure you're ready.”
He nodded, tracing the tattoo on my chest with his index finger. “Hope..”
I smiled and kissed his cheek. “Do you like it?”
Gerard nodded again, kissing it softly before I got up. I started to unbuckle my jeans, watching as Gerard slipped his shirt off uncertainly, then tugged his skirt down and stepped out of it. I kicked my jeans away, running a hand through my hair. Gerard peeled his tights away and I blinked.
“Gee?”
“Yeah..” He looked up at me, his cheeks bright red. I pointed to his crotch.
“I um...I don't really know..” I trailed off awkwardly and Gerard's blush intensified.
“Um..” He took a small step back. “I um. I have like a really tiny dick and um, a really small vaginal opening. So like both, but small. And no balls..”
He was hugging himself now, watching me in terror. I walked to him and kicked my boxers away, then slipped my thumbs under the waistband of his briefs. “May I?”
Gerard sniffed, biting his lip as he looked away. I slipped them down, rubbing the outside of his thigh as he stepped out of them. I looked down and shivered. Gerard immediately dodged away from me, putting one hand over his mouth and trying to cover everything with the other. “Sh-shit..”
I took a deep breath, closing my eyes for a few seconds. “It's not what I expected, Gee..”
He whimpered and stepped back again.
“But I think we can work with it.”
Gerard's shoulders dropped and I climbed onto the bed, patting the mattress next to me. “Come here, baby.”
Shaking slightly and still looking uncertain, Gerard laid down next to me, trying to cover himself again. I took his hand away gently, lacing our fingers together. “Shh. You don't have to hide from me. This will take some getting used to, but I'm happy to try.”
Gerard smiled sadly, his hands trembling. “I-I'm still s-scared..”
I nuzzled his jaw, purring softly. “Don't be, beautiful. But can I ask you some questions?”
He nodded quickly, shifting closer to me and curling up.
“Can you have sex with the vagina you have?”
Gerard rubbed his eyes, shaking his head slowly. “It's too small, it would be really painful for me and probably not very nice in general. But um...I can fit like a finger inside...I used to use tampons.”
I ran my fingers through his hair, stifling the feeling that all this was weird, too weird, and that I needed to go somewhere else and escape the weirdness.
I started to giggle instead, nuzzling his neck. “This is so awkward, I'm sorry, Gee..”
He burst out in nervous laughter, grabbing onto me gently. I grinned and kissed his forehead. “Come on. I need to stop thinking too much. We need to enjoy this. We’re two hormonal teenagers naked in bed together and you look like you're about to cry.”
Gerard blushed and smiled at me sheepishly. “Sorry. I'm just a little worried.”
“I know,” I soothed, stroking his cheek slowly. “I understand, Gee. But you have nothing to worry about. I'm gonna take care of you. I'm gonna act out that dream for you, yeah?”
Gerard's eyes went wide and he bit his lip. “Now?”
I grinned and nodded quickly. “Yes. Come on. On your back.”
He rolled over slowly, watching me uncertainly. I kissed his forehead as I sat up. “Don't be scared, Gee. You can close your eyes if that helps, anything. But I'm not gonna hurt you. I swear.”
I leaned over him, kissing the center of his chest softly. He whined quietly, shifting nervously. I rocked back slightly, then ran my tongue up his middle, from his belly button to his collarbone. Gerard shivered slightly, gripping the sheets tightly as he watched me with wide eyes. I gave up on the foreplay and lifted his knees, spreading his legs slightly before diving in. I'd had to do it with men and women before, so I knew the basic principles, but this was almost completely different.
I sucked at the head of his tiny cock, grinning as he arched his back off the bed, groaning quietly. His hand slid into my hair, gripping tightly as I dipped my tongue into him, lapping at him quite happily.
“Fuck, you taste good,” I mumbled against him, grabbing onto his hips and running the flat of my tongue all the way up before flicking the tip over Gerard’s cock. He gasped and jerked up, rolling his hips against my mouth desperately. I decided to stop teasing and slipped a finger into him, starting to play with moving it in and out as I sucked and nipped and licked at his glorified clit. He kept shuddering, jerking his hips up, and moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear. His breathing was quick and shallow, desperate as he tried to fuck my mouth. I curled my finger and sucked lightly one last time as he screamed suddenly, arching his back inches off the bed and shuddering there for a couple seconds. He collapsed and I grinned, licking him clean quickly.
Gerard was still panting softly, so I drew a sheet over him and kissed his cheek.
“That's it, Gee. It’s just gonna take a minute. Did you like it?”
He nodded quickly, blushing slightly. “Y-yeah. Th-thank you.”
“You are so welcome,” I chuckled, laying down next to him and smiling as he opened his tired eyes. “I'm sorry I was weird about things before, I'm just not good at adjusting. I still think you're very sexy.”
He grinned at me breathlessly. “That's the best orgasm I've had...and I think you're sexy too.”
I purred and kissed him softly. “I wasn't scared. Once I touched you.”
Gerard smiled brightly. “Good. I like you, Frankie.”
We stared at each other for a second or two. “I love you,” I said at last, pecking his lips.
Gerard sat up suddenly, grinning at me. “I wanna do something for you, I wanna give you a massage.”
I smiled sleepily and rubbed his leg gently. “How about just my shoulders? Otherwise I'll just crash.”
Gerard nodded, leaning down and kissing me softly. I rolled onto my stomach, letting my eyes slip closed. Gerard slipped his briefs back on and swung a leg over me, kneeling so his hips were just above the small of my back. He ran his hands down my back slowly, then leaned down and kissed the back of my neck.
“Frankie?”
“Yeah, baby?” I murmured, half asleep.
“I think I can feel your scars,” he mumbled, almost nervously.
I sighed and nodded slightly. “Probably. They're still there, just very faint.”
“I'm sorry..”
He leaned down, stroking my hair and kissing my shoulders lovingly. “You're so handsome, Frankie…”
Gerard put his hands on my shoulders, rubbing them gently before starting to work my muscles with his thumbs, humming softly. “You're so tense, Frankie. Why are you tense?”
I sighed, trying to relax. “I'm stressed, Gee.”
“About what?”
“I have a test coming up on Monday and I'm stressed about Ricky being here.”
“Oh, Frankie,” Gerard sighed, moving his hands along a little, closer to my neck. “I'll help you study for your test, and you don't need to be stressed about Ricky. I'll be here.”
I bit my lip, gently pushing his hands away. “Gee, I'm loving the massage, it's really good, but I think I'd rather have a cuddle if that's okay.”
He slipped off me and knelt next to me instead, leaning down to kiss me. “Okay. I gotta go pee first.”
“Alright, how about I make some hot chocolate? Would that be nice?”
Gerard grinned and ran a hand through his now very messy red hair. “Yeah.”

When I got back to the room, Gerard was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring out of the window. He'd found a gigantic hoodie that was practically a dress on him, and it was absolutely adorable.
“Where'd you find that, baby?”
He jumped and turned, smiling at me. “In your closet.”
“Ohh,” I hummed, handing him his mug, smiling when I saw that he'd pulled the sleeves of the hoodie over his hands. “Chris gave that to me when I started living with him. It was like my security blanket, especially when I was going out places.”
Gerard giggled and sipped at the hot chocolate. “You must have looked like you were drowning in it.”
I chuckled and kissed his forehead, brushing his hair behind his ears. “I did.”
He smiled at me and pointed to the window. “Look! The sun’s setting..”
I sat down next to him, wrapping an arm around his waist as he leaned his head on my shoulder. “So it is. Very pretty..”
Gerard grinned and nuzzled my neck, pressing a soft kiss to my jaw. “You're my favorite person, Frankie.”
I took a sip from my mug and smiled at him. “You're my favorite person too.”

We sat there and watched the sunset until I heard the front door open and shut. Gerard scrambled up, starting to get dressed quickly. I watched for a few seconds, then got up more sedately. I took my hairbrush off my bedside table and handed it to Gerard before tugging my jeans on. “I love it when you look like a mess, but it's a little obvious,” I grinned, kissing him briefly. He rolled his eyes and started to brush his hair. “Whatever.”
I grabbed a fresh shirt and pulled it on, then kissed Gerard softly, my hand on his side under his crop top. “You're all warm.”
“Good,” he grinned, kissing my cheek quickly. “Are you ready for this?”
“Frank?” Chris called from downstairs. I rolled my eyes and Gerard took my hand, gently pulling me towards the door. I froze suddenly.
“Gee?”
“Yeah?” he looked back at me, frowning slightly. “What’s wrong?”
“Baby...um...you’re wearing a skirt, Ricky hasn’t seen you like that..” I trailed off and Gerard sighed quietly, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“I don’t give a fuck, Frankie. You like it when I dress this way and Chris doesn’t care, so why would Ricky?”
I stared at him for a few seconds and then sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose. “Okay, Gee. As long as you’re happy.”
He nodded and kissed my cheek. “Come on, we need to go downstairs.” I groaned and let him lead me out of the room, jogging to catch up with him and wrapping an arm around his waist. He shot me a small smile and kissed my jaw. “I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you too.”
As soon as we walked into the living room, I could tell Ricky was staring at Gerard. I kissed the side of my boyfriend’s head, walking him to the other couch. Chris smiled at us, but shot me a knowing look. I rolled my eyes and sat down, gently pulling Gerard down next to me. He sat down and immediately curled up, his hand resting on my thigh innocently.
“Hi,” I mumbled, to no one in particular. Ricky smiled at me and Chris spoke up.
“Have either of you had anything to eat?”
“Frank had a snack,” Gerard murmured, not loud enough for the others to hear. I slapped his wrist gently, trying not to blush or giggle. “Not yet.”
“Did you want to order something?” Chris asked, narrowing his eyes briefly. I shrugged, looking at Gerard.
“Any preference?”
He shook his head and smiled at Chris. “I’ll eat anything.”
“Okay. Frank, come into the kitchen and help me.” I blinked, but got up, squeezing Gerard’s shoulder before following Chris into the kitchen. He glared at me as soon as the door swung shut behind me. “What did you do?”
I took a deep breath and shrugged. “Nothing, really. And his parents have said it’s okay anyway.”
“Fine, but I want to know because I want to know you’re being safe.”
I rolled my eyes and sighed. “I gave him oral, okay? It’s not a big deal, we cuddled afterwards, but I don’t think either of us are ready to go all the way anyway. I have condoms and I have lube, we’ll be fine.”
Chris sighed and shook his head slightly. “I did some reading up on the intersex thing. Are you really okay with it?”
I shrugged and looked down at the floor. “It bothers me a little, I guess. I’m gay, I like men. And Gerard doesn’t really...he’s different. I’ll get used to it, it’s not a big deal.”
“It is a big deal, Frank,” Chris said gently, rubbing my shoulder. “And it’s okay to need time to adjust. Did you enjoy this afternoon?”
I nodded quickly, looking up at him and ignoring my cheeks heating up. “Yeah. It was fun, and I’d do it again. It’s not that I don’t...like what he has, it’s just very different and I’m just a little awkward about it.”
Chris smiled and nodded. “I’m glad things are going okay, though. What do you want to eat?” The change of subject was a little jarring, and I blinked, hesitating. “Um. Indian?”
“Sure. Go ask Gerard and Ricky what they’d like.”

When we’d all sat down again, I wrapped an arm around Gerard and let him cuddle into my side. “How’s school going for you, Frank? Gerard was telling me you have a test coming up or something?” Ricky asked, watching me with something like worry in his eyes.
I nodded slightly. “I’m really not um...the academic type..” Gerard snorted and I glared at him. “I was kind of...indisposed during most of my middle and high school careers. So a lot of things now are harder for me because I never learned the basics properly. I’ve got an algebra two test coming up, that’s the one I’m kind of worried about.”
Ricky nodded, smiling slightly. “I wasn’t very academic when I was your age, either.”
I bit my lip lightly. “Gerard’s been helping me study a lot, cause he understands some of this stuff a little better than I do. I’ve managed to get an F in algebra up to a C, anyway, so I’m not doing too badly.”
Chris blinked. “Really? You didn’t tell me that, Frank.” I blushed and Gerard rubbed the outside of my thigh lightly. “Sorry, I thought I had.”
Ricky smiled at me. “Congrats anyway, Frank, that's really good.”
Gerard kissed the side of my head softly.
“I'm just lucky to have a good tutor,” I smiled, brushing Gerard's hair behind his ears.
“That's just too cute,” Ricky chuckled, shaking his head slightly.
I blushed and Gerard nuzzled my neck, humming softly. “If you say so,” I said quietly. “Anyway, I don't need super high grades, I just want to graduate so I can go on to study music in community college.”
Ricky grinned. “That's awesome, Frank. What instrument do you play?”
I bit my lip lightly. “Piano and guitar.”
“Oh, I play guitar too. If you ever need any help, let me know.”
I glanced at Chris without thinking and he nodded. “He's really good.”
Ricky blushed just slightly and leaned back against Chris's chest.
“That's cool,” I mumbled, unsure of what to say next. The doorbell rang and Chris got up. “That’ll be the food.”

Notes

I'm putting two chapters up today because I'm like 8 chapters ahead of what I've posted and I've already started part 2 of this story. Besides, nothing much happens in chapter 13 anyway