All I Want is What I Can't Have

“You fucking said it wasn’t scary,” Frank said, jabbing my ribs. I groaned.

“And it’s not,” I defended. “This is about as scary as the movie It!” Frank jabbed me again.

“That movie fucking terrifies me! Oh-Oh, my God! Did he actually just rip that chick’s skin off?! What the fuck are you guys into?” He said, covering his eyes.

“Okay. First off, It was fucking hilarious. It’s a comedy. Secondly, it’s not that bad! It shows it for like a second and then it’s over. Come here,” I sighed, pulling him against my side and letting him hid his face in my chest. Mikey and I looked at each other and smirked. We hadn’t met anyone who was so terrified of “scary” movies, but we supposed it was a breath of fresh air.

“Gee, I’m hungry already,” Mikey whined. I chuckled. I’ll always love my chubby brother. He liked hiding his stomach with baggy sweaters, but I’d helped him lose some of the weight he wanted to, so he was getting more confident. “Go pick us up some food.” Then he pouted, like he always did because he knew I would eventually tell him yes if he kept pouting like that. I rolled my eyes and nodded.

“All right. You want your usual?” He nodded. “Okay. Frank, did you want to stay here or come with me?” I asked. Immediately, he jumped up.

“Fuck yes, I’m going. I don’t wanna watch this shit,” he said. I smiled fondly.

“We’ll put on a comedy when we get back,” I assured him. I grabbed my wallet and keys. “We’ll be back soon, Mikey. Don’t open the door for anyone you don’t know. If you start to feel too anxious, then call me and we’ll come back fast.”

“Okay, Gee. Drive safe,” he said happily, pulling a blanket over himself and snuggling into the cushions. He was probably happy to watch the movie in peace now. The thought caused me to chuckled as we left the house.

“What?” Frank asked. I shook my head.

“Nothing. So we’re getting Chinese food. What do you want?” I asked, hopping into the driver’s seat and starting the car. I saw Frank shrug from the corner of my eye as I pulled out of the driveway.

“Just whatever you’re getting, I guess,” he said. “Think we can take a little detour?” He asked, a smirk in his voice. I giggled.

“How about… you call in the order and then we park in a secluded space?” I suggested.

“That sounds like a good time,” he said, pulling out his phone. I told him the number and he placed the order. “They said fifteen to twenty minutes. That enough time to do something?” He asked.

“We’ll make do.” We drove to the park right across the street from the Chinese and I was thankful it was already getting dark, so there wouldn’t be any kids outside. I parked and then turned top Frank. “So… What’s on your mind?” I asked. He rolled his eyes.

“I’m not going to share my feelings with you, Gerard. You’re just a fuck,” he said. Although the words should have stung me, they didn’t. I smirked at him.

“That wasn’t what I meant,” I said, causing him to blush. “Now get your ass in the backseat.” He unbuckled himself and climbed back. I followed closely behind him. “Pull your pants down; I have something special in mind for you,” I said with a smirk. His eyes look so dark, especially with only a shitty orange street light to the far right of us as the only light. He fumbled with the button on his pants for a moment, but eventually got them down around his ankles. I pushed him down and climbed over him, immediately locking our lips in a heated and messy kiss.

I trailed my hand down to palm him through his boxers, and I felt myself getting hard with him as his moans disappeared into our kiss. I slowly lowered myself down, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. I bit back a smirk as an impatient whine left his lips. I would’ve teased him more, but I was aware of the small time frame. I pulled his pants all the way off, letting his shoes fall down to the floor of the car with them. I pulled his legs apart and pushed his knees to his chest, grabbing his hand and putting it on his leg so he would know to hold them there. Slowly, I dragged my tongue from the base of his cock to the head before suckling on it and digging my tongue into the slit. He let out small gasps and moans, only challenging me to try and make him louder.

I moved lower and pressed my tongue flat against his hole. His body jolted and he cursed. I looked up and could see his eyes glued to me, the feeling very powerful. Without any time to waste, I latched my mouth onto him and immediately began rubbing my tongue rapidly around and over his rim. I could feel it clenching and unclenching against my tongue and I couldn’t wait any longer before I slowly pushed my tongue inside of him.

“Gerard!” He moaned loudly. There it was. I pushed it in as far as it could go, using my hands to spread him open more. “Fuck, please! Oh, God!” He cried out, pushing his hips back and fucking himself on my tongue. I held back a smirk as I pushed a finger inside beside my tongue. His back arched off the seat. God, this was so hot. I was practically humping the seat to relieve pressure.

I thrust my finger for a few moments before removing my tongue and pressing another finger inside. He winced and sucked his breath in but didn’t let me stop. I scissored my fingers and eventually pressed them up against his prostate, causing him to let out a shrill gasp and a loud curse along with my name. My hand hand traveled up to his swollen dick and began pumping him, leaning down to suck on his tip again.

“Oh, God, Gerard, I’m gonna come!” He whined loudly before his body shook and he clenched tightly around my fingers and came into my mouth. I kept pumping him and pressing my fingers right against his spot until his body began twitching and I stopped all of my movements. I pulled out my fingers carefully and wiped them on my pants. “That was fucking amazing,” He panted, smiling up at me. I returned it before handing him his pants.

“Definitely,” I said, licking my lips. I looked around outside and upon seeing no one, I unlocked the door.

“What are you doing?” Frank asked.

“I gotta go get the food. It’s been about fifteen minutes already. I’ll go walk there and back, that way you can dress discreetly here. Well, as discreetly as we’re gonna get,” I chuckled.

“But… what about you? Did you come?” I shook my head.

“We’ll worry about that later. My baby bro is probably starving to death by now,” I laughed. He raised his brow but didn’t say anything more as I grabbed my wallet from the cup holder in the front and then left to get the food.

****

On the way back home, I only said a few words to him, which made him pretty excited considering he was Frank Iero.

“Stay tonight. I’m totally fucking you later.” Which wasn’t classy at all, but I was still heavily turned on, and I wanted to make him a mess as I did earlier.

“Fuck yeah,” he whispered in response. I didn’t tell him I heard that, I figured he didn’t want the embarrassment.

Notes

Here's an update! Sorry if it’s not really great, I basically finished this sleep deprived because I got some inspiration to write! Starry Night and Live In Nanny are coming along great as well.

quick question, I was wondering if any of y’all remember my Tuesday’s Gone story? I took it down because I saw it as nite than a fanfic but I’m really thinking about putting it back up! What do y’all think? Let me know!

Anyways, let me know how y’all liked it! Comment, rate, subscribe and all that :))

Much Love,
-OAIF<3