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Title: Fingerless Gloves
Author: goodbyesteven
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jepha/Frankie
Disclaimer: Not mine, not real.
They met two winters ago. They started dating one winter ago. This was their first Christmas together and Jeph wanted to do something special for his boyfriend. He had a plan. The tour was stopping in Massachusetts, in Boston the day before Christmas Eve. Before the show that night, Jeph sat with Frankie in a room backstage. They were alone, which was something rare. Usually there were band and crew members flocking around everywhere but Jeph had managed to find an empty room for them to wait in. Frankie leaned into Jeph, Jeph’s arm around Frankie’s shoulders. It was kind of cold in the room, Frankie was almost shivering. Jeph took off his hoodie and helped Frank slip it on over his thin t-shirt.
“Tonight, I have a Christmas surprise for you. We’re not sleeping on the bus; I got us a hotel room…” Jeph whispered into Frank’s ear. Frank turned and looked at his boyfriend. He knew what was going to be happening in that room that night! A little hanky panky, maybe? I think yes. Frank smiled and kissed Jeph quickly before Gerard came in to tell them that they were going on stage in five minutes. Jeph stood up and Frank groaned.
“Nooo, I don’t want to go. I want to stay here with you forever.” He whined. Jeph grabbed his hands and tried to drag him off the couch. “Nooooooo, Jeph,” Frankie laughed. Finally Jeph managed to get Frankie to stand up. He was about to flop back down on the couch, stubbornly, but Jeph scooped him up in his arms and carried him like a newly married bride out the door. They went through the winding halls of the venue and finally reached the stage door. Jeph put Frank back on his feet carefully and kissed him deeply before reaching behind him to open the door and push Frankie out on stage.
“I LOVE YOU!” he yelled, before shutting the door and going behind the stage to the other side to watch his boyfriend play.
Their set was great. Frankie played awesomely and so did the rest of the band. Every once in a while, Frank would come over to where Jeph was standing and nuzzle his face in Jeph’s neck, like he sometimes did to Gerard while he was singing. Jeph laughed, blushed and pushed Frankie back into the middle of the stage. He didn’t want the fans to think there was something up. He wished he could show his affection towards the love of his life in front of everyone. Of course, the guys in their bands knew about their romance but other than that, no one knew. He knew it would cause a huge scandal with the record company and the fans if something leaked so they tried hard to keep things on the down low. He knew Frankie was messing around while he was playing, but he also wished his could run out on stage, rip the guitar out of his hands, strip him naked and do him…hard right there, fans or no fans watching. He didn’t care. He didn’t dare.
The show ended and the crowd went nuts, wanting an encore. So they didn’t disappoint their fans and played a very very special version of Bury Me In Black. When the song was over, Frank walked off stage and handed his guitar to a roadie and hugged Jeph hard around the middle. Jeph hugged him back and grabbed Frank’s hand. He pulled him back through the halls to the room they had once occupied, only to find it filled with random people.
“Oh, well I guess we can’t make out in here,” Frank whispered in Jeph’s ear. They walked down the rest of the hall looking for another empty room, not finding one. They were sad. So they went to watch Taking Back Sunday’s set instead. Neither of them knew why they were on tour with Taking Back Sunday, but they were having fun so whatever. Towards the middle of TBS’s set, Jeph went back to find the rest of the guys from The Used to start stretching and tuning up. Frank stood alone on the side of the stage, singing along to Bike Scene. Taking Back Sunday finished and walked off stage. Frank waited by himself while the crew members set up for The Used. He went back and found the guys from The Used hugging each other, wishing each other good luck. They stepped up, ready to go on stage but Jeph pulled Frank back a few steps.
“I love you, I can’t wait till tonight, baby,” Jeph said, quietly enough for Frankie to hear. They kissed quickly before Jeph followed his band mates out onto the stage. The crowd went nuts! It was an amazing show. Frank watched in amazement as his boyfriend pounded on his bass. He felt himself getting a little aroused from watching him. The way the lights shone on him and the energy he fed off of from the crowd. He was perfect.
The show went by not fast enough for Frank. Sure, he wanted to watch his love play, it was his favorite thing. But he was anxious to see what awaited him back at their luxurious hotel room. Obviously, they were going to have the sex, but why would Jeph say it was a special surprise? Of course, just to torture Frankie, the Used played a 3 song encore. Jeph looked over and blew him a kiss when they played On My Own. Finally, they were done playing. The band ran off stage, grabbed clean towels to wipe off sweaty faces and cheered with each other for playing such a great show. Jeph grabbed Frank around the middle and squeezed him tight.
“Finally, we can go,” he whispered as Bert came over and jumped on the two of them. Their hug broke and they shoved Bert playfully around the room for a minute until they realized how lame they must have looked so they ran back to their dressing room to grab their stuff and head to the hotel. They left through the back door of the venue and tried to dodge a handful of fans, but were unsuccessful in doing so. They signed quick autographs and snapped a few photos. Frankie was so antsy that as soon as the last fan left, he grabbed Jeph’s hand and took off running down the sidewalk of Boston. They rounded the corner and almost bumped into the door man of the hotel. It was a fancy hotel, since it had a door man, and a revolving door, and a lobby dressed in gold. The two boys all dressed in black, with greasy messy hair, and piercings stood in the middle of the lobby, looking freakishly out of place.
Jeph went over to the desk and checked in while Frank flopped into one of the over stuffed, over sized armchairs. He looked around at the decadent lobby, know the room was going to be quite as nice. Jeph came back and jingled two room keys in Frank’s face. He pulled Frank up and led their way to the elevator.
“Eleventh floor,” Jeph said, informingly. The double doors slid open and they stepped in. The entire elevator was mirrors. There were even mirrors on the floor. It made Jeph dizzy. He closed his eyes, but as soon as he heard the door bump shut, he felt Frank’s lips on his. He was pushed into the corner of the box and Frankie’s hands ran up his body. Frankie’s tongue was in need of a mouth to nestle itself in and Jeph supplied it. Frankie lifted his leg slightly so he could roll his hips into Jeph’s, eliciting a low moan grumbling from Jeph’s chest. Jeph’s hands rested on Frank’s ass. The elevator came to a stop on floor 8 and the door dinged open. They separated in barely enough time for an elderly couple to walk in. Frankie breathed heavily as he smiled at the woman, who eyed his piercings. She turned slightly and glared at Jeph’s large tattoo on his neck. She shook her head disapprovingly and waited with her husband while the eleventh floor came. Frank and Jeph grabbed their bags that they had dropped on the floor before their little moment in the glass box, and stepped off the elevator. They giggled like mad as the doors closed and went on their way, trying to find their room. Their room number, ironically enough, was 801. It took Jeph a few times to get the key to work, but finally he pushes the door handle down and swung the heavy door open.
A cool blast of air hit them first, when they walked in. Frankie fumbled for a light, finding one on the wall next to the king sized bed. KING SIZED BED!
“Jeph, do you see how big this fucking bed is!?!??!” Frank almost yelled. Jeph looked quickly and nodded, the immediately turning back to adjust the air conditioner. It was fucking winter, they didn’t need it. Frankie jumped on the enormous bed, childishly. He laughed and bounced on the thick comforter. Jeph just laughed. After a few minutes, Frank fell off the bed and decided it was a good time to stop before he broke something and would have to pay $43498753984 for it. Or worse: break a bone and he wouldn’t be able to fuck his boyfriend.
He went into the bathroom so he could shower as he was kind of smelly from the show. The warm water felt good on his tired body. He wanted to get rejuvenated for the long night of hard fucking. After he was clean, he turned the water off, grabbed a hotel towel and wrapped it around his waist. He used another towel to rub in his hair. The red dye still hadn’t come completely out, so the towel turned kind of pink. Oops, he didn’t care.
Frank walked out of the bathroom, not bothering to get dressed because he figured he would just be taking his clothes off again. The towel hung dangerously low on his slim hips. He looked and Jeph was lying on the bed, completely naked. He looked down and saw a big red Christmas bow tied gently around his waiting erection. A smile spread across Frank’s face and he walked slowly over to the bed. Jeph just looked at him like no big deal. Frankie stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes grazing over what was his for that whole night. He kneeled on the bed, crawling over it’s vastness to his love. The towel fell a little, exposing Frankie’s perfect little ass in the process of him edging closer. Jeph opened his legs to allow Frankie to settle in between them. Frankie’s towel was now, entirely off.
Frank settled himself in between Jeph’s legs, the red bow looking like it need to come off of Jeph’s cock. But how ever should he untie it? With his hands? No, I don’t think so. Perhaps with his mouth! Ah, wonderful idea! Frank lowered his head and took hold of the red fabric with his teeth and pull gently. The bow was loosely tied so it came undone easily. Jeph moaned at the pressure applied to his shaft as the ribbon slid off.
Frank tossed the bow aside and lowered his head once again to the inside of Jeph’s thigh. He grazed his lips over the skin, barely touching, but enough for Jeph to feel his breath. Jeph just wanted his cock in Frankie’s hot mouth. He squirmed and whimpered. Finally, Frankie licked the underside of Jeph’s shaft all the way up to the tip. He engulfed the head with his mouth and moved it to the back of his throat. He pulled his head back again to play with the tip with his tongue. He slid his head back down one more time and swallowed, forcing it to go further down his throat. Jeph moaned and grabbed onto the thin tufts of Frankie’s kind of mohawk. Frank laughed as he felt Jeph squirm under the hot heat of his mouth. The vibrations of Frankie’s laugh ALMOST sent Jeph over the edge. But he held on for the sake of a good orgasm. He wanted to hold out as long as he could. Frankie sucked away at Jeph’s hard dick and continued to hum around the base of it, causing more pleasurable vibrations. That’s when Frankie swallowed again and Jeph exploded. Frankie consumed it all and enjoyed every drop.
Frankie crawled up to lay in Jeph’s open arms. They cuddled for a while, taking in each other and their surroundings.
“Baby, this room is amazing. Thank you so much. You are the best Christmas present I have ever gotten,” Frank said quietly.
“Oh, honey. You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,”
Author: goodbyesteven
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jepha/Frankie
Disclaimer: Not mine, not real.
They met two winters ago. They started dating one winter ago. This was their first Christmas together and Jeph wanted to do something special for his boyfriend. He had a plan. The tour was stopping in Massachusetts, in Boston the day before Christmas Eve. Before the show that night, Jeph sat with Frankie in a room backstage. They were alone, which was something rare. Usually there were band and crew members flocking around everywhere but Jeph had managed to find an empty room for them to wait in. Frankie leaned into Jeph, Jeph’s arm around Frankie’s shoulders. It was kind of cold in the room, Frankie was almost shivering. Jeph took off his hoodie and helped Frank slip it on over his thin t-shirt.
“Tonight, I have a Christmas surprise for you. We’re not sleeping on the bus; I got us a hotel room…” Jeph whispered into Frank’s ear. Frank turned and looked at his boyfriend. He knew what was going to be happening in that room that night! A little hanky panky, maybe? I think yes. Frank smiled and kissed Jeph quickly before Gerard came in to tell them that they were going on stage in five minutes. Jeph stood up and Frank groaned.
“Nooo, I don’t want to go. I want to stay here with you forever.” He whined. Jeph grabbed his hands and tried to drag him off the couch. “Nooooooo, Jeph,” Frankie laughed. Finally Jeph managed to get Frankie to stand up. He was about to flop back down on the couch, stubbornly, but Jeph scooped him up in his arms and carried him like a newly married bride out the door. They went through the winding halls of the venue and finally reached the stage door. Jeph put Frank back on his feet carefully and kissed him deeply before reaching behind him to open the door and push Frankie out on stage.
“I LOVE YOU!” he yelled, before shutting the door and going behind the stage to the other side to watch his boyfriend play.
Their set was great. Frankie played awesomely and so did the rest of the band. Every once in a while, Frank would come over to where Jeph was standing and nuzzle his face in Jeph’s neck, like he sometimes did to Gerard while he was singing. Jeph laughed, blushed and pushed Frankie back into the middle of the stage. He didn’t want the fans to think there was something up. He wished he could show his affection towards the love of his life in front of everyone. Of course, the guys in their bands knew about their romance but other than that, no one knew. He knew it would cause a huge scandal with the record company and the fans if something leaked so they tried hard to keep things on the down low. He knew Frankie was messing around while he was playing, but he also wished his could run out on stage, rip the guitar out of his hands, strip him naked and do him…hard right there, fans or no fans watching. He didn’t care. He didn’t dare.
The show ended and the crowd went nuts, wanting an encore. So they didn’t disappoint their fans and played a very very special version of Bury Me In Black. When the song was over, Frank walked off stage and handed his guitar to a roadie and hugged Jeph hard around the middle. Jeph hugged him back and grabbed Frank’s hand. He pulled him back through the halls to the room they had once occupied, only to find it filled with random people.
“Oh, well I guess we can’t make out in here,” Frank whispered in Jeph’s ear. They walked down the rest of the hall looking for another empty room, not finding one. They were sad. So they went to watch Taking Back Sunday’s set instead. Neither of them knew why they were on tour with Taking Back Sunday, but they were having fun so whatever. Towards the middle of TBS’s set, Jeph went back to find the rest of the guys from The Used to start stretching and tuning up. Frank stood alone on the side of the stage, singing along to Bike Scene. Taking Back Sunday finished and walked off stage. Frank waited by himself while the crew members set up for The Used. He went back and found the guys from The Used hugging each other, wishing each other good luck. They stepped up, ready to go on stage but Jeph pulled Frank back a few steps.
“I love you, I can’t wait till tonight, baby,” Jeph said, quietly enough for Frankie to hear. They kissed quickly before Jeph followed his band mates out onto the stage. The crowd went nuts! It was an amazing show. Frank watched in amazement as his boyfriend pounded on his bass. He felt himself getting a little aroused from watching him. The way the lights shone on him and the energy he fed off of from the crowd. He was perfect.
The show went by not fast enough for Frank. Sure, he wanted to watch his love play, it was his favorite thing. But he was anxious to see what awaited him back at their luxurious hotel room. Obviously, they were going to have the sex, but why would Jeph say it was a special surprise? Of course, just to torture Frankie, the Used played a 3 song encore. Jeph looked over and blew him a kiss when they played On My Own. Finally, they were done playing. The band ran off stage, grabbed clean towels to wipe off sweaty faces and cheered with each other for playing such a great show. Jeph grabbed Frank around the middle and squeezed him tight.
“Finally, we can go,” he whispered as Bert came over and jumped on the two of them. Their hug broke and they shoved Bert playfully around the room for a minute until they realized how lame they must have looked so they ran back to their dressing room to grab their stuff and head to the hotel. They left through the back door of the venue and tried to dodge a handful of fans, but were unsuccessful in doing so. They signed quick autographs and snapped a few photos. Frankie was so antsy that as soon as the last fan left, he grabbed Jeph’s hand and took off running down the sidewalk of Boston. They rounded the corner and almost bumped into the door man of the hotel. It was a fancy hotel, since it had a door man, and a revolving door, and a lobby dressed in gold. The two boys all dressed in black, with greasy messy hair, and piercings stood in the middle of the lobby, looking freakishly out of place.
Jeph went over to the desk and checked in while Frank flopped into one of the over stuffed, over sized armchairs. He looked around at the decadent lobby, know the room was going to be quite as nice. Jeph came back and jingled two room keys in Frank’s face. He pulled Frank up and led their way to the elevator.
“Eleventh floor,” Jeph said, informingly. The double doors slid open and they stepped in. The entire elevator was mirrors. There were even mirrors on the floor. It made Jeph dizzy. He closed his eyes, but as soon as he heard the door bump shut, he felt Frank’s lips on his. He was pushed into the corner of the box and Frankie’s hands ran up his body. Frankie’s tongue was in need of a mouth to nestle itself in and Jeph supplied it. Frankie lifted his leg slightly so he could roll his hips into Jeph’s, eliciting a low moan grumbling from Jeph’s chest. Jeph’s hands rested on Frank’s ass. The elevator came to a stop on floor 8 and the door dinged open. They separated in barely enough time for an elderly couple to walk in. Frankie breathed heavily as he smiled at the woman, who eyed his piercings. She turned slightly and glared at Jeph’s large tattoo on his neck. She shook her head disapprovingly and waited with her husband while the eleventh floor came. Frank and Jeph grabbed their bags that they had dropped on the floor before their little moment in the glass box, and stepped off the elevator. They giggled like mad as the doors closed and went on their way, trying to find their room. Their room number, ironically enough, was 801. It took Jeph a few times to get the key to work, but finally he pushes the door handle down and swung the heavy door open.
A cool blast of air hit them first, when they walked in. Frankie fumbled for a light, finding one on the wall next to the king sized bed. KING SIZED BED!
“Jeph, do you see how big this fucking bed is!?!??!” Frank almost yelled. Jeph looked quickly and nodded, the immediately turning back to adjust the air conditioner. It was fucking winter, they didn’t need it. Frankie jumped on the enormous bed, childishly. He laughed and bounced on the thick comforter. Jeph just laughed. After a few minutes, Frank fell off the bed and decided it was a good time to stop before he broke something and would have to pay $43498753984 for it. Or worse: break a bone and he wouldn’t be able to fuck his boyfriend.
He went into the bathroom so he could shower as he was kind of smelly from the show. The warm water felt good on his tired body. He wanted to get rejuvenated for the long night of hard fucking. After he was clean, he turned the water off, grabbed a hotel towel and wrapped it around his waist. He used another towel to rub in his hair. The red dye still hadn’t come completely out, so the towel turned kind of pink. Oops, he didn’t care.
Frank walked out of the bathroom, not bothering to get dressed because he figured he would just be taking his clothes off again. The towel hung dangerously low on his slim hips. He looked and Jeph was lying on the bed, completely naked. He looked down and saw a big red Christmas bow tied gently around his waiting erection. A smile spread across Frank’s face and he walked slowly over to the bed. Jeph just looked at him like no big deal. Frankie stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes grazing over what was his for that whole night. He kneeled on the bed, crawling over it’s vastness to his love. The towel fell a little, exposing Frankie’s perfect little ass in the process of him edging closer. Jeph opened his legs to allow Frankie to settle in between them. Frankie’s towel was now, entirely off.
Frank settled himself in between Jeph’s legs, the red bow looking like it need to come off of Jeph’s cock. But how ever should he untie it? With his hands? No, I don’t think so. Perhaps with his mouth! Ah, wonderful idea! Frank lowered his head and took hold of the red fabric with his teeth and pull gently. The bow was loosely tied so it came undone easily. Jeph moaned at the pressure applied to his shaft as the ribbon slid off.
Frank tossed the bow aside and lowered his head once again to the inside of Jeph’s thigh. He grazed his lips over the skin, barely touching, but enough for Jeph to feel his breath. Jeph just wanted his cock in Frankie’s hot mouth. He squirmed and whimpered. Finally, Frankie licked the underside of Jeph’s shaft all the way up to the tip. He engulfed the head with his mouth and moved it to the back of his throat. He pulled his head back again to play with the tip with his tongue. He slid his head back down one more time and swallowed, forcing it to go further down his throat. Jeph moaned and grabbed onto the thin tufts of Frankie’s kind of mohawk. Frank laughed as he felt Jeph squirm under the hot heat of his mouth. The vibrations of Frankie’s laugh ALMOST sent Jeph over the edge. But he held on for the sake of a good orgasm. He wanted to hold out as long as he could. Frankie sucked away at Jeph’s hard dick and continued to hum around the base of it, causing more pleasurable vibrations. That’s when Frankie swallowed again and Jeph exploded. Frankie consumed it all and enjoyed every drop.
Frankie crawled up to lay in Jeph’s open arms. They cuddled for a while, taking in each other and their surroundings.
“Baby, this room is amazing. Thank you so much. You are the best Christmas present I have ever gotten,” Frank said quietly.
“Oh, honey. You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,”