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Title: Hey Frank?
Part II: The Sequel
Author: myusedromancex
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Frankie/Gerard
Category: Smut, Slash
Description: Gerard is excited to receive the prize for winning his bet with Frankie.
Dedication: Gerard for his 28th birthday present, Kaylee for being my favorite and Dustin for finally coming out.
EDIT: The repost is dedicated to all that reviewed both parts the first time I posted them! Thank you all!
_ghostfire, __ohsaysaysay, __squirtguns, __uhuhoh, ___effingxscene, abuse_myself, afro_stacey, bert_addict, bloodymetalhead, charfy007, crying_romance, curly_q17, dixie_pinky, imjuztagirl, janetbond007, jthm_luvs_2_kil, lamour_blesse, maid_of_horror6, mikeymoosilover, moody_delonge, omg_amunda, phoenix_svda, psychoshirley, pznxn__kerosene, rckless_abandon, takingbacksuzy, usedchick07, x_mizzy_x.
And even the anonymous commenter who found it necessary to point out to me that Frank already had
a buzzcut, like I was some kind of idiot or something. lmao.
And since the story was written half for my friend and half for Gee's birthday, I will partly dedicate
this to Frank's close [or not so close] 24th birthday. Hooray for Halloween.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, don't sue.
Part one is riiiiight down there. -points down- : D
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He just smiled at me before I pushed him against the door, slamming it shut with his body. He moaned out in what was most likely pain, assuming the doorknob was stabbing into his back.
I attached my mouth to his neck allowing him to speak. “I think…I think we should do it right now.” He said softly, pausing to gasp as I sunk my teeth into his sensitive skin. I parted with him for a moment.
“Do what Gee?” He glared at me for a second for calling him that but then answered me.
“Shave your hair.” I furrowed my eyebrows for a second before speaking.
“And where are we going to get a razor here?” I asked watching him ponder.
“Well the hotel is only a block away?” He suggested sounding hopeful.
“I don’t know…” I said smiling in a teasing way and his eyes brightened.
“I’ll give you a piggy back!” He said, kneeling down a little and immediately catching my attention.
“Deal!” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He helped by gripping the underside of my thighs and then standing up. I smiled and rested my chin on the top of his head as he opened the dressing room door and left down the short hall.
He opened the door to leave the building and noticed Mikey talking to some kids. “We are going to the hotel for a bit. See ya Michael.” I giggled, as I faintly heard a ‘don’t call me that’ from behind us. “He hates when I do that.” Gerard said as we got to the corner.
I looked both ways before he did and told him there were no cars coming, and he agreed, crossing and continuing to walk. After a few minutes of small talk we were there. He gently put me down outside the hotel before taking my hand and leading me into the building.
We said hello to the person at the desk before heading for the stairs, only lazy people take the elevator for just two floors. We climbed the stairs at a moderate speed and found our room. He pulled the key from his pocket and opened the door, closing and locking it behind him.
“We need our privacy.” He said smiling and leading me into the bathroom. “Sit.” He instructed pointing to the toilet with the cover on. I nodded and sat down, watching as he rummaged through the drawers, amazingly coming up with an electric razor.
“How did you know that was in there?” I asked, puzzled by his knowledge of the bathroom cupboard.
“You think this is the first time I thought about you getting your hair cut short? What the hell do you think I jerked off to this morning.” I just stared at his amused face.
“Thanks for sharing partner.” I said giving him a thumb up, watching him nervously as he turned on the razor, making sure the batteries were sufficient. I was getting a little scared and I almost wished the batteries would die before he could follow through with this.
I shifted in my seat, glancing at my hair in the mirror, mentally kissing it goodbye. He approached me and I closed my eyes, silently praying I wouldn’t look like crap. “Ready?” He asked sounding anxious. I swallowed and nodded shakily.
I felt him bring the razor down to my head and I almost jumped. He smoothly took the razor down the back of my head and then lifted it back up, repeating the process. He did this until the whole back was done, then he started the front.
He placed the razor at my hairline and drug it backward, ridding me of my hair. I almost cried, as I knew he was almost done and I was now hairless. I heard the razor-buzzing stop and I knew he was finished, but I still didn’t want to open my eyes.
“Done babe.” He said reassuring me. I slowly opened my eyes and the look on his face made me feel a bit better. “Deeeeeeeeeaaaaamn!” He howled as he checked me out. “You look damn fine!” He said making me smile with his fucking thug talk.
“There is hair everywhere though so I need to clean up. Arms up!” He said, instructing me to lift my arms so he could remove my hair-covered shirt. Instead of cleaning up though, his eyes lingered, studying my body and making me a tad uncomfortable. “Wow I love this already.” He whispered, unbuckling my belt and doing the same to his.
I smiled bashfully at his compliments as he undressed, revealing himself to me. I followed suit, standing up and taking off my pants and boxers. “We have had a long day and there’s still some shaved-off-hair stuck on you so hop in.” He said pulling the shower curtain open.
I nodded and hopped in, awaiting him. He also stepped in and turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature so the water wasn’t too hot or too cold. His hazel eyes softened as he pulled me into a hug, planting a kiss on my forehead.
“Thanks for letting me do this.” He said, running his hand over my head. I smiled and leaned into the hug.
“You were right and you won the bet, I had to.”
“No you didn’t.” He said. “I knew how much you cared about your hair and I would have understood if you would have said no. But since you didn’t, let’s celebrate!” He said, adding a different element into his speech during the last sentence, lust.
“Let’s.” I said simply, pressing my lips to his, eliciting an excited groan from him.
“Can you do something for me?” He got out between light pants.
“Mmmhmm?” I asked lazily.
“Touch yourself for me.” He whispered, leaning towards my ear and giving it a lick. I moaned and nodded, backing away from him a few steps so he could watch me as I curled my hand around myself. I wasn’t quite hard yet but that was soon to change as I started stroking my cock, keeping it at a pretty mellow pace.
I kept my hand going a slow speed for a few moments before the pleasure started to build and I sped up a bit, looking straight into his eyes. I let out a moan and shifted, leaning against the shower wall. I closed my eyes and let my free hand rest on my chest, rubbing back and forth unknowingly.
He moaned from his side of the shower, as the water cascaded down his form as his hand finds his own cock and gives himself a few strokes. I was nearing the edge when I heard him.
“Stop.” He simply said and I took my hand away from myself. “That was fucking hot.” He said, stepping closer to me. “Now I’m going to fuck you.” He said, biting my neck and making me growl. The spray of water was dancing on his back and he was busy finding some sort of lube.
The water was good enough for me but he didn’t seem convinced as he grabbed some sort of shampoo from the shelf. He studied the bottle, reading the back for reasons I don’t know before squirting some into his hand and covering himself with it.
“Turn around.” He said in a slutty tone and I obliged, placing my hands against the wall in the way you would to be frisked by the police. I could feel his cock at my entrance but he lingered there for a second making me whine.
“Come on Gee.” I said knowing that it would make him mad.
“Oh that’s it! Now your gonna get it.” He said grabbing my hips roughly and thrusting forward, forcing himself into me all at once. I screamed out at the burning feeling and he pulled out and thrust back in again. My head hit the wall when he pushed back into me, making me gasp out in pain.
“Owww.” He then stopped almost immediately.
“Are you ok?” He asked, still grasping my hips and I just yelled at him.
“What the fuck are you stopping for?!” I think I might have scared him as he pushed into me fast, making my eyes roll into the back of my head. “Ahh Gerard.” He found a nice rhythm that was both fast and hard and I was moaning like a bitch.
“Fucking…Gerard…fucking harder, deeper.” I screamed out and I felt sorry for the people in the next room over. But my sympathy quickly dissolved as he took my advice, thrusting into me deeper and hitting my prostate hard.
I almost came from the sensation but I wasn’t quite there yet. I could tell Gerard was getting close though because he started grunting with every thrust and was becoming desperate. “Oh fuck Frankie.” He moaned, reaching around the front of me and grasping onto my cock, ripping a moan from my throat and he began to stroke at the rate of his thrusts.
“Oh fuck, fuck, Ahhh.” I was so close and I clenched my eyes shut as I pushed back against him, feeling his cock rub up against my prostate with each thrust. “FUCK!” I screamed and came as he drug his thumb over the tip of my cock.
My muscles clenching around him set him off as he screamed my name, his cum collecting inside me. We both slide down the wall, where we sat, trying our damndest to catch our breath.
He held me close to him as the water rained down on us, losing heat and threatening to become ice water. He reached over and shut off the shower, not wanting the sudden chill of the temperature change for either of us.
He helped me up and out of the tub, making our way to the bedroom, not bothering to get back dressed. We curled up under the blankets, with nothing against our naked bodies but each other.
“I love you.” He said, pulling me into his chest.
“I love you more.” I said cuddling into him and grabbing his hand from under the blanket, lacing his fingers with mine.
“Something tells me I’m going to enjoy what I wake up to tomorrow morning.” He said grinning.
“Ya wait until I wake up tomorrow, realize I let you cut off my hair and pee myself.” He chuckled as we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Part II: The Sequel
Author: myusedromancex
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Frankie/Gerard
Category: Smut, Slash
Description: Gerard is excited to receive the prize for winning his bet with Frankie.
Dedication: Gerard for his 28th birthday present, Kaylee for being my favorite and Dustin for finally coming out.
EDIT: The repost is dedicated to all that reviewed both parts the first time I posted them! Thank you all!
_ghostfire, __ohsaysaysay, __squirtguns, __uhuhoh, ___effingxscene, abuse_myself, afro_stacey, bert_addict, bloodymetalhead, charfy007, crying_romance, curly_q17, dixie_pinky, imjuztagirl, janetbond007, jthm_luvs_2_kil, lamour_blesse, maid_of_horror6, mikeymoosilover, moody_delonge, omg_amunda, phoenix_svda, psychoshirley, pznxn__kerosene, rckless_abandon, takingbacksuzy, usedchick07, x_mizzy_x.
And even the anonymous commenter who found it necessary to point out to me that Frank already had
a buzzcut, like I was some kind of idiot or something. lmao.
And since the story was written half for my friend and half for Gee's birthday, I will partly dedicate
this to Frank's close [or not so close] 24th birthday. Hooray for Halloween.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, don't sue.
Part one is riiiiight down there. -points down- : D
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He just smiled at me before I pushed him against the door, slamming it shut with his body. He moaned out in what was most likely pain, assuming the doorknob was stabbing into his back.
I attached my mouth to his neck allowing him to speak. “I think…I think we should do it right now.” He said softly, pausing to gasp as I sunk my teeth into his sensitive skin. I parted with him for a moment.
“Do what Gee?” He glared at me for a second for calling him that but then answered me.
“Shave your hair.” I furrowed my eyebrows for a second before speaking.
“And where are we going to get a razor here?” I asked watching him ponder.
“Well the hotel is only a block away?” He suggested sounding hopeful.
“I don’t know…” I said smiling in a teasing way and his eyes brightened.
“I’ll give you a piggy back!” He said, kneeling down a little and immediately catching my attention.
“Deal!” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He helped by gripping the underside of my thighs and then standing up. I smiled and rested my chin on the top of his head as he opened the dressing room door and left down the short hall.
He opened the door to leave the building and noticed Mikey talking to some kids. “We are going to the hotel for a bit. See ya Michael.” I giggled, as I faintly heard a ‘don’t call me that’ from behind us. “He hates when I do that.” Gerard said as we got to the corner.
I looked both ways before he did and told him there were no cars coming, and he agreed, crossing and continuing to walk. After a few minutes of small talk we were there. He gently put me down outside the hotel before taking my hand and leading me into the building.
We said hello to the person at the desk before heading for the stairs, only lazy people take the elevator for just two floors. We climbed the stairs at a moderate speed and found our room. He pulled the key from his pocket and opened the door, closing and locking it behind him.
“We need our privacy.” He said smiling and leading me into the bathroom. “Sit.” He instructed pointing to the toilet with the cover on. I nodded and sat down, watching as he rummaged through the drawers, amazingly coming up with an electric razor.
“How did you know that was in there?” I asked, puzzled by his knowledge of the bathroom cupboard.
“You think this is the first time I thought about you getting your hair cut short? What the hell do you think I jerked off to this morning.” I just stared at his amused face.
“Thanks for sharing partner.” I said giving him a thumb up, watching him nervously as he turned on the razor, making sure the batteries were sufficient. I was getting a little scared and I almost wished the batteries would die before he could follow through with this.
I shifted in my seat, glancing at my hair in the mirror, mentally kissing it goodbye. He approached me and I closed my eyes, silently praying I wouldn’t look like crap. “Ready?” He asked sounding anxious. I swallowed and nodded shakily.
I felt him bring the razor down to my head and I almost jumped. He smoothly took the razor down the back of my head and then lifted it back up, repeating the process. He did this until the whole back was done, then he started the front.
He placed the razor at my hairline and drug it backward, ridding me of my hair. I almost cried, as I knew he was almost done and I was now hairless. I heard the razor-buzzing stop and I knew he was finished, but I still didn’t want to open my eyes.
“Done babe.” He said reassuring me. I slowly opened my eyes and the look on his face made me feel a bit better. “Deeeeeeeeeaaaaamn!” He howled as he checked me out. “You look damn fine!” He said making me smile with his fucking thug talk.
“There is hair everywhere though so I need to clean up. Arms up!” He said, instructing me to lift my arms so he could remove my hair-covered shirt. Instead of cleaning up though, his eyes lingered, studying my body and making me a tad uncomfortable. “Wow I love this already.” He whispered, unbuckling my belt and doing the same to his.
I smiled bashfully at his compliments as he undressed, revealing himself to me. I followed suit, standing up and taking off my pants and boxers. “We have had a long day and there’s still some shaved-off-hair stuck on you so hop in.” He said pulling the shower curtain open.
I nodded and hopped in, awaiting him. He also stepped in and turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature so the water wasn’t too hot or too cold. His hazel eyes softened as he pulled me into a hug, planting a kiss on my forehead.
“Thanks for letting me do this.” He said, running his hand over my head. I smiled and leaned into the hug.
“You were right and you won the bet, I had to.”
“No you didn’t.” He said. “I knew how much you cared about your hair and I would have understood if you would have said no. But since you didn’t, let’s celebrate!” He said, adding a different element into his speech during the last sentence, lust.
“Let’s.” I said simply, pressing my lips to his, eliciting an excited groan from him.
“Can you do something for me?” He got out between light pants.
“Mmmhmm?” I asked lazily.
“Touch yourself for me.” He whispered, leaning towards my ear and giving it a lick. I moaned and nodded, backing away from him a few steps so he could watch me as I curled my hand around myself. I wasn’t quite hard yet but that was soon to change as I started stroking my cock, keeping it at a pretty mellow pace.
I kept my hand going a slow speed for a few moments before the pleasure started to build and I sped up a bit, looking straight into his eyes. I let out a moan and shifted, leaning against the shower wall. I closed my eyes and let my free hand rest on my chest, rubbing back and forth unknowingly.
He moaned from his side of the shower, as the water cascaded down his form as his hand finds his own cock and gives himself a few strokes. I was nearing the edge when I heard him.
“Stop.” He simply said and I took my hand away from myself. “That was fucking hot.” He said, stepping closer to me. “Now I’m going to fuck you.” He said, biting my neck and making me growl. The spray of water was dancing on his back and he was busy finding some sort of lube.
The water was good enough for me but he didn’t seem convinced as he grabbed some sort of shampoo from the shelf. He studied the bottle, reading the back for reasons I don’t know before squirting some into his hand and covering himself with it.
“Turn around.” He said in a slutty tone and I obliged, placing my hands against the wall in the way you would to be frisked by the police. I could feel his cock at my entrance but he lingered there for a second making me whine.
“Come on Gee.” I said knowing that it would make him mad.
“Oh that’s it! Now your gonna get it.” He said grabbing my hips roughly and thrusting forward, forcing himself into me all at once. I screamed out at the burning feeling and he pulled out and thrust back in again. My head hit the wall when he pushed back into me, making me gasp out in pain.
“Owww.” He then stopped almost immediately.
“Are you ok?” He asked, still grasping my hips and I just yelled at him.
“What the fuck are you stopping for?!” I think I might have scared him as he pushed into me fast, making my eyes roll into the back of my head. “Ahh Gerard.” He found a nice rhythm that was both fast and hard and I was moaning like a bitch.
“Fucking…Gerard…fucking harder, deeper.” I screamed out and I felt sorry for the people in the next room over. But my sympathy quickly dissolved as he took my advice, thrusting into me deeper and hitting my prostate hard.
I almost came from the sensation but I wasn’t quite there yet. I could tell Gerard was getting close though because he started grunting with every thrust and was becoming desperate. “Oh fuck Frankie.” He moaned, reaching around the front of me and grasping onto my cock, ripping a moan from my throat and he began to stroke at the rate of his thrusts.
“Oh fuck, fuck, Ahhh.” I was so close and I clenched my eyes shut as I pushed back against him, feeling his cock rub up against my prostate with each thrust. “FUCK!” I screamed and came as he drug his thumb over the tip of my cock.
My muscles clenching around him set him off as he screamed my name, his cum collecting inside me. We both slide down the wall, where we sat, trying our damndest to catch our breath.
He held me close to him as the water rained down on us, losing heat and threatening to become ice water. He reached over and shut off the shower, not wanting the sudden chill of the temperature change for either of us.
He helped me up and out of the tub, making our way to the bedroom, not bothering to get back dressed. We curled up under the blankets, with nothing against our naked bodies but each other.
“I love you.” He said, pulling me into his chest.
“I love you more.” I said cuddling into him and grabbing his hand from under the blanket, lacing his fingers with mine.
“Something tells me I’m going to enjoy what I wake up to tomorrow morning.” He said grinning.
“Ya wait until I wake up tomorrow, realize I let you cut off my hair and pee myself.” He chuckled as we fell asleep in each other’s arms.