Sleepaway Camp Chapter Eight
Title: Sleepaway Camp
Author: dildoa
Pairing: Gerard Way/Frank Iero
Rating: NC-17
POV: First, Frank Iero's
Summary: Frank has social problems and is sent away to camp. He meets a mysterious boy who is perfect in every way, well, until Frank finds out the frightening {murderous} truth.
Disclaimer: Not true
Beta: giveyouasmirk
Warnings: Love :)
01 x 02 x 03 x 04 x 05 x 06 x 07
After that night Gerard and I had made into a sort of routine over the week that he would sleep in my bed. For the following week he would shower then wait till I'm nearly asleep then climb in next to me. I didn't mind it at all, I never thought I would enjoy having someone sleeping next to me. I used to always wonder why adults did it, I always used to think that I was never going to share my bed because I spread out in my sleep and kick but when Gerard's asleep next to me he holds on tight so that I can't do that. I prefer it like this though, waking up in his arms and to a warmth I never had before. I think Gerard likes it too, some times when I wake up in the middle of the night I stare at him while he's holding me and he's always smiling. I love him like that, it makes me wan to kiss him and I probably would if I wasn't so afraid that he would wake up and go back to his own bed.
One night when I was watching him I couldn't help but wonder why he had helped me with the body of the team leader. He must have thought it was me that had killed him, I know if the roles had been reversed and Gerard had come to me I would have thought it was him. I never could ask him though whether he thought it was me, we were on some sort of silent agreement to not talk about it. Also it makes me wonder why he did help me, why he didn't tell somebody or just leave it for someone else to find so that we couldn't get the blame. I like to think that Gerard did it so that people couldn't suspect it was me, which makes me think that he doesn't think it's me.
Gerard was showering one morning whilst I was on his bed looking at his calendar to see how long I had left here. I was told by my mom that I was staying for eight weeks, so I had 6 weeks and 4 days left. I couldn't wait to go home and see my mom but I also didn't want to leave Gerard here. He was my only and best friend and I didn't want to lose contact with him and never see him again. He lives at the camp so it wouldn't be hard to keep contact but I would never see him unless I came back to the camp, which I'm sure I never would.
Just as I was searching through some more of Gerard's things I heard a scratching at the front door to the cabin. At first I ignored it but then it did it again following with a whimper. I moved the things that I had in my hands out of the way and went to stand behind the door. I waited until I heard it again then I opened the door to have nothing there. Well, at first I thought there was nothing there, I looked down at the ground to see Olivia, Gerard's dog. But not only was it Olivia it was her with a deep gash across her head. I gasped in shock at her, the blood from it was pouring down to her paws. Gerard would flip out if he saw her like this, I had to do something about it before Gerard got out the shower. I knew I couldn't make it magically disappear but I couldn't make it not look as bad as it did now.
I scooped her up into my arms and tried to keep my grip as she struggled against me. I took her over to my bed and sat down with her on my lap. I sighed, I couldn't do anything until Gerard was out the shower as all the things were in there. I could only wait for him to come out and when he finally did he looked like he had seen a ghost.
He saw Olivia down in my arms and his face lost all colour and emotion. Thinking about it, it kind of looked like I had done it to her, but I'm sure Gerard wouldn't think that. Gerard was only wearing a small towel around his waist that he needed to keep hold onto otherwise it would drop. The cleaning ladies said that they had a shortage of towels so we were only given small ones until the big ones had been washed. When Gerard moved forward it made me jump up in shock. He walked straight in front of me inspecting her all over.
"What the fuck happened?" Gerard spat. I was so scarred, my throat went dry as I tried to answer Gerard but his anger was frightening the fuck out of me. "I said what the fuck happened?" Gerard said again but shouting at the end. Both me and the dog whimpered and I answered this time for the sake of my life.
"I don't know, she was already like this when I found her," I said keeping hold onto her tightly. Gerard looked up at me with disbelief written all over his face. I couldn't believe that he thought I had done it, why would I want to hurt her? Maybe it was because he thought I had killed the team leader and now he thinks I'm trying to kill Olivia. "You don't think it was me, do you?" I asked getting a little upset. He must have noticed as his gaze softened and he shook his head. I was relieved, I don't think I could cope with him really thinking it was me.
"Just, give her to me Frank," Gerard said holding out one hand. I didn't know why but I didn't want to give her to Gerard I wanted to do I myself. I think I just wanted to show him that I cared and that I wouldn't do that to her but also he couldn't carry her with just one hand and I'm sure he won't want to let go of his towel.
"No it's okay Gerard, I can do it," I said trying to make my way over to the bathroom but only to be stopped by Gerard's arm.
"Frank, just give her to me, she's my dog and I can take care of her," Gerard said getting angry again. I really think I'm an idiot but I just wanted to prove it to him so I still refused to hand her over.
"Look, Gerard, you've only got a towel on, go get dressed and she'll be right as rain by the time you've finished," I said trying to be reasonable. He wasn't going to let me win though, he never seems to want to let me win. He quickly tried to grab out for her but with both arms letting his towel fall to the floor. I stopped moving and so did he. He was looking straight at me but I wasn't looking at him, well not as his eyes. I was staring at his dick. I didn't meant to but I couldn't help myself, I had seen it before but this time it was different, this time I knew I liked it.
I was telling myself over and over again in my head to move and get out but he wasn't trying to get away so I didn't. I quickly glanced up at his face and he was blushing but still not moving. I looked down at myself and realised that Gerard was having an effect on me and the effect felt good. I may be inexperienced but I knew for sure what was happening to me and it was embarrassing as I'm pretty sure Gerard could see it too. I quickly passed the dog over to Gerard and ran out of the cabin. I needed to go where no one was so I could calm myself down; and the problem in my pants. I had only ever gotten hard once or twice before and only once did I touch myself because of it.
The first time was when my mom had brought me a laptop for my fourteenth birthday, and I was searching the web when a popup came up for a gay porn website. I couldn't help myself so I clicked on it and watched these different videos. I got turned on but I was still unsure at the time whether I liked men's cocks. I didn't jack off afterwards though because I felt guilty for looking at it.
The second time I remember was when my mom went to a hen party and I had to come along. It was at the bride-to-be's home. She had a male stripper come along and he started to dance for everyone, I was so shocked that I didn't leave the room which I think I should have because the stripper came over to be and ran his hand down my thigh. I had got turned on then too so I left and went upstairs to her bathroom to jerk off.
Seeing Gerard naked was different then the other times, he was right there in front of me and I already thought he was really good looking without having to see his dick. I slowly opened and closed my mouth then ran out the door. I didn't stop running until I reached the lake, luckily no one was there so I could calm myself. I sat at the edge of the lake hunched over myself to try and make it go away. It wasn't hard because all I had to think about was seeing that team leader's dead body and it was gone.
I laid back against the grass and just watched as the clouds floated and birds flew across the sky. I wasn't angry or upset or anything at Gerard, I didn't want to lose him as a friend either. I don't think he'd hate me for this, it's not like when he was feeling me up; this time it was an accident.
"Frankie! Frank!" I heard Gerard shout, his voice getting closer to me. Obviously he wasn't angry or upset that I had seen him otherwise he wouldn't have come looking for me, if anything he should have been flattered because I know he saw my hard on.
"I'm over here!" I shouted back, sitting up. I saw him walking over towards me with a small smile on his face.
"Hey," I said calmly as he sat down next to me. He looked up at me then made his smile bigger whilst taking my hand into his own linking our fingers together. I loved little things like that, before I came here when I would see couple in the street I would scoff at them and ignore them. At the time I thought it was because it was disgusting but now I think it's because I was just jealous that I had no one to hold my hand, but now I do and I'm so lucky to have him. Even if we aren't 'boyfriends' of whatever, he still treats me like I'm the only person that matters to him, and I'm extremely grateful for it.
Gerard pulled me closer to him and let my head rest on his shoulder. He made our fingers unlink as he used it to run his hands through my hair. It was relaxing and I could have fallen asleep at that very second if the moment wasn't interrupted by his voice.
"I'm sorry you had to see that, I can understand why you ran," Gerard laughed at the insult to himself.
"That's not why I ran, I was just scared that's all," I said looking up at him. He looked down at me with a fake surprised face.
"So my dong scares you?" he said over dramatically. I couldn't help but laugh at him, not because of what had happened, not because I had accidentally made it seem that I was scared of his dick, but because he had said the word 'dong'.
"What the fuck Gerard. Dong?" I asked laughing even more. He pulled away from me and laid down on the grass, laughing too.
"Sometimes when they have the little party things in the activity hall, instead of having a party they have a movie night. Well, I've never been to one but, when I was told that they were going to watch the film Blades Of Glory I just had to watch it,"
"Why?" I asked, also laying myself down next to him.
"Because before I had started to live here my little brother got me the film Benchwarmers and I loved Jon Heder in it. I know he's not the best looking person alive but he made me laugh a lot. Anyway, I knew he was in Blades Of Glory so I watched quietly from the back and someway through it the coach asks the two guys what they had in common and one of the guy answers saying 'twin dongs' and I think I laughed louder than everybody else," Gerard said, chuckling slightly at the memory. I laughed along too even though I didn't really find it funny at all.
"Wait you have a younger brother?" I asked after realising what he had said. Gerard shifted slightly, in an uncomfortable way but he still answered my question.
"Yeah, his name is Mikey. He was my best friend," Gerard said quietly. I didn't know Gerard's past as he had never told me before but I'm guessing he didn't have a good one seen as he's living here now. Gerard had always seemed to be a mystery to me, like before I came he used to just sit with Olivia on his lap and watch the lake and he claims he was waiting for something, but that I have yet to find out.
"Gerard?" I asked turning on my side to face him. He turned to so that we were slightly touching just by the tips of our noses. "What were you waiting for? Before I came here?" He looked away from me but as though he was deep in thought, trying to think of the best way to place his words.
"If I tell you, you can't laugh or walk away from me thinking I'm crazy," Gerard said taking my hand and placing it around his waist.
"Of course, I'm staying here and I promise I won't laugh,"
"Okay well, about two weeks before you joined the camp I had a dream. I know this is going to sound crazy but it's the honest truth, I wouldn't lie to you Frankie. Anyway, in the dream I was by the waterfall and I heard a noise behind me and I saw a boy just standing there. He looked so beautiful but so pained. I took a step closer to him but as soon as I did he dropped to the floor and started to like, I don't know, shake and moan in pain. I wanted to help him but I was scared so I ran in the opposite direction, then I woke up,"
"Who was the boy?" I asked, cutting in.
"This is the part that's going to sound crazy. It was you, Frankie, and after that I sat and waited for you to come because I knew I had to help you. You looked so lost and hurt but when you actually came here you didn't seem broken or anything, in fact when ever we were together you seemed so lively," Gerard said smiling at me. I was a little shocked to hear his dream. I'd had the same one, but I was in my place and not Gerard's. I wasn't going to tell him this though, he would probably think I was humouring him or just teasing him.
"You waited for me then? Wow, that's erm, well I don't know actually, that's cool?" I asked because I was so unsure what to say, I didn't want to say anything that would end up offending Gerard.
"No, it's so weird. But it doesn't really matter now, you're here and that's what matters," Gerard said pulling himself closer to me with my arm still wrapped around his waist. We lay like that for a while just holding each other but something was tugging at the back of my mind and I just needed to ask him.
"Gerard, you don't think it was me that killed the leader man, do you?" Gerard sat up and brought me with him, at first I thought he was going to try and run away but instead he pulled me into a hug.
"No! Of course not Frankie, I don't want you to think that either because I don't," I nodded against him. I just needed to hear him say it for me to believe it.
"What'd you do with Olivia?" I asked pulling back from the hug, keeping at arms length.
"I cleaned her up, she should still be inside. God! I can't imagine how she managed to do that, or how someone managed to do that," Gerard sighed. I patted his back gently for comfort which seemed to help even if only in the slightest bit.
We lay back down and spent at least an hour out by the lake. We weren't doing anything, just watching and listening, I was listening to Gerard's breathing, it was a nice relaxing sound that made me want to put my head on his chest just that I could rise and fall in time with it. I would never do something like that though, I think in time, as I gained more confidence I would. I know in time I'll be able to hold his hand first and kiss him when ever the hell I feel like it, but I'm still new and inexperienced. Gerard just makes me want to bring out the side of me that has never been shown, not since I had kissed Brandon, and Gerard is the first person since him that I want to show it to.
"You know, I think tonight we should come down here and play in the lake just like I suggested last week," Gerard said interrupting my thoughts.
"Okay but not too deep in, when the water hits my balls we stop," I say laughing. Gerard laughed too pulling me up by the hand.
"Come on, let's go eat,"
-x-
I was woken up by my body being shaken and a loud whisper of my name being called. I could feel Gerard in the bed next to me and I could feel that he was the one shaking me.
"What'd you want?" I asked sleepily, rubbing my eyes with balled fists.
"It's 2 in the morning, let's go to the lake," Gerard said with a little bit of excitement in his voice. "It'll be so nice if we go now, the stars will be out and the moon will shine on the lake kind of like in the movies,"
"Yeah then one of the actors gets stabbed," I added on just to annoy Gerard. Gerard half heartedly punch my arm as I sat up. "Okay, just let me take a piss," I said getting up and moving over to the bathroom. When I came out Gerard was already by the door and ready to go in just his boxers. He motioned for me to come over to him with his hand so I did, I was too in just my boxers because that's all I slept in. We walked hand in hand down to the lake and Gerard was right, it did look kind of romantic with the moon shining on the lake, but I would never say that out loud, I might be gay but not that gay.
"Come on Frankie, let's get in," Gerard said jumping straight in even though it only reached his knee caps.
"Isn't it freezing?" I ask standing at the side of the lake hugging myself and moving from foot to foot.
"It's not that bad Frankie, now get the fuck in here!" Gerard said laughing as he splashed water all over me. I gasped at the coldness and then decided to get playful, maybe something would happen; I hoped so. I jumped in and started to attack him, not with the water though. I tackled him so that we both went under and when he came up we were both gasping for air because we were laughing so hard. When I stood up fully I noticed one small thing, my boxers were see through when they got wet. I thought if I ignored it and acted as thought it wasn't Gerard might not notice, but as soon as he stood up and began to make his way over to me I saw his eyes glance down at me but it didn't stop him from getting any closer.
"You've seen me like what? Twice now? And now I can finally see you," Gerard said smiling as he stood only millimetres away from me. He was standing so close I could feel his breath in my face. He smiled lazily down at me and slowly brought a hand up to my shoulder and placed it there. He stared deeply into my eyes and it made me a little nervous, but I wasn't going to pull away, I was fifteen years old, I should have done all this stuff before, well apart from sex.
His hand started to rub small circles over my shoulder then creeping it's way down my chest. I sighed in contentment and closed my eyes. Gerard didn't move his hand any further down from in between my nipples and I reopened my eyes to see what he was doing but as soon as I locked eyes with him again his moved his hand so his thumb was over my left nipple. He started to rub and stroke at it making me feel good. I had never had anyone do this to me before and I really couldn't think of anything better at that moment in time. I wasn't moaning over it though, but my breathing had changed slightly to being more choppy and uneven. When he had enough of that action his hand played over my ribs making me laugh slightly, as it was a ticklish place for me. We still never lost eye contact and I could see a gleam of something in his eye that I had never seen before, I could tell that it was out of happiness, but the other thing was a mystery to me.
I wasn't nervous about this at all, I could see where this was going to go, but I trusted Gerard a lot so it didn't matter that this was my first time of having someone else being near me because being with Gerard in this way just felt so… perfect. The hand that was on my ribs was changed to just his index finger as he leisurely ran it from my navel to the waist band of my soaked boxers.
"Frankie," Gerard breathed whilst still holding his intense gaze at me. "Are you sure you want this?" Gerard asked, not needing to tell me what his intentions were because it was pretty damn obvious. I hadn't really been hard until he ran his finger down my happy trail but even then I was only half hard. I just nodded licking my lips. "Good," Gerard smiled then bent down to kiss the tip of my nose. I didn't expect him to kiss my lips, to me Gerard seemed like a hopeless romantic where our first kiss would be sweet and you could feel the fireworks but that was fine for me, if Gerard wanted it done right, then that's how it was going to be done.
At first Gerard just played with the waist band, teasing me slightly but then he started to push my boxers over my hip releasing my semi-hard cock into the cold night's air. It was a good feeling, I felt so free at that moment. I was a little embarrassed about being the only naked person but Gerard soon put that to the back of my mind as he started to thumb the slit of my cock, spreading around my pre-come. I moaned quietly, closing my eyes. It felt so much better than my own hand. Gerard carried on teasing the head until I had to ask for him to touch me properly which I hadn't wanted to do because it made me sound kind of whorish.
"Gerard? Please?" I begged and Gerard did as I had asked. He took the base of my cock into his fist and slowly began to pump it up and down. I couldn't hold in anymore moans so I let it out in one big one. "Ah, fuck Gerard," I moaned whilst panting slightly. It had been ages since I'd had such feelings, and I wasn't sure how long I was going to last but I didn't want it to end quickly. Whilst pumping my dick with one hand, he used the other massage my balls gently and fuck, I nearly fell over. I never had so much pleasure before, and almost let my legs give way but I wanted this so badly.
Gerard stopped playing with my balls and used his free hand to thumb my slit again. I was moaning, panting and gasping and got that feeling in the pit of my stomach telling me it was all about to end soon. Gerard had been quiet throughout all of this, and I was glad that we were best friends, I didn't want it to end up being awkward. I moaned again before I shot my come all into Gerard's hand. "Fuck Gerard, shit," I breathed not being able to form a real sentence. It had been mind blowing and I felt as though I was high on pot, even though I had never had pot before. As soon as Gerard was done helping me ride out my orgasm, I dropped my head onto his chest and he pulled me into a hug even though my cock was still exposed. Gerard just rubbed circles on my back until my breathing was back to normal, then he pulled away and let me pull my boxers back over my hips.
"Let's go back and get some sleep now," Gerard said washing his hand off in the river before extending it for me to take. I just nodded and smiled, I was feeling so good for the first time in a long while and I didn't want the feeling to ever go, I just felt as though a lot of stress had been released from my body and it felt great.
When we got back to the cabin we both dried off and changed into clean boxers, this time having no need to hide from one another, then he got back into my bed with me. I didn't think we were 'boyfriends' now, he was still my best friend and that hadn't changed. I think he just wanted to be my best friend still and I was okay with that, as I had said so many times before, that I was not ready for a boyfriend. We didn't say anything to each other on the matter, we just curled up close and let ourselves go to sleep, but not before Gerard kissed my nose again and wished me a good night, which I wished back at him.
Author: dildoa
Pairing: Gerard Way/Frank Iero
Rating: NC-17
POV: First, Frank Iero's
Summary: Frank has social problems and is sent away to camp. He meets a mysterious boy who is perfect in every way, well, until Frank finds out the frightening {murderous} truth.
Disclaimer: Not true
Beta: giveyouasmirk
Warnings: Love :)
01 x 02 x 03 x 04 x 05 x 06 x 07
After that night Gerard and I had made into a sort of routine over the week that he would sleep in my bed. For the following week he would shower then wait till I'm nearly asleep then climb in next to me. I didn't mind it at all, I never thought I would enjoy having someone sleeping next to me. I used to always wonder why adults did it, I always used to think that I was never going to share my bed because I spread out in my sleep and kick but when Gerard's asleep next to me he holds on tight so that I can't do that. I prefer it like this though, waking up in his arms and to a warmth I never had before. I think Gerard likes it too, some times when I wake up in the middle of the night I stare at him while he's holding me and he's always smiling. I love him like that, it makes me wan to kiss him and I probably would if I wasn't so afraid that he would wake up and go back to his own bed.
One night when I was watching him I couldn't help but wonder why he had helped me with the body of the team leader. He must have thought it was me that had killed him, I know if the roles had been reversed and Gerard had come to me I would have thought it was him. I never could ask him though whether he thought it was me, we were on some sort of silent agreement to not talk about it. Also it makes me wonder why he did help me, why he didn't tell somebody or just leave it for someone else to find so that we couldn't get the blame. I like to think that Gerard did it so that people couldn't suspect it was me, which makes me think that he doesn't think it's me.
Gerard was showering one morning whilst I was on his bed looking at his calendar to see how long I had left here. I was told by my mom that I was staying for eight weeks, so I had 6 weeks and 4 days left. I couldn't wait to go home and see my mom but I also didn't want to leave Gerard here. He was my only and best friend and I didn't want to lose contact with him and never see him again. He lives at the camp so it wouldn't be hard to keep contact but I would never see him unless I came back to the camp, which I'm sure I never would.
Just as I was searching through some more of Gerard's things I heard a scratching at the front door to the cabin. At first I ignored it but then it did it again following with a whimper. I moved the things that I had in my hands out of the way and went to stand behind the door. I waited until I heard it again then I opened the door to have nothing there. Well, at first I thought there was nothing there, I looked down at the ground to see Olivia, Gerard's dog. But not only was it Olivia it was her with a deep gash across her head. I gasped in shock at her, the blood from it was pouring down to her paws. Gerard would flip out if he saw her like this, I had to do something about it before Gerard got out the shower. I knew I couldn't make it magically disappear but I couldn't make it not look as bad as it did now.
I scooped her up into my arms and tried to keep my grip as she struggled against me. I took her over to my bed and sat down with her on my lap. I sighed, I couldn't do anything until Gerard was out the shower as all the things were in there. I could only wait for him to come out and when he finally did he looked like he had seen a ghost.
He saw Olivia down in my arms and his face lost all colour and emotion. Thinking about it, it kind of looked like I had done it to her, but I'm sure Gerard wouldn't think that. Gerard was only wearing a small towel around his waist that he needed to keep hold onto otherwise it would drop. The cleaning ladies said that they had a shortage of towels so we were only given small ones until the big ones had been washed. When Gerard moved forward it made me jump up in shock. He walked straight in front of me inspecting her all over.
"What the fuck happened?" Gerard spat. I was so scarred, my throat went dry as I tried to answer Gerard but his anger was frightening the fuck out of me. "I said what the fuck happened?" Gerard said again but shouting at the end. Both me and the dog whimpered and I answered this time for the sake of my life.
"I don't know, she was already like this when I found her," I said keeping hold onto her tightly. Gerard looked up at me with disbelief written all over his face. I couldn't believe that he thought I had done it, why would I want to hurt her? Maybe it was because he thought I had killed the team leader and now he thinks I'm trying to kill Olivia. "You don't think it was me, do you?" I asked getting a little upset. He must have noticed as his gaze softened and he shook his head. I was relieved, I don't think I could cope with him really thinking it was me.
"Just, give her to me Frank," Gerard said holding out one hand. I didn't know why but I didn't want to give her to Gerard I wanted to do I myself. I think I just wanted to show him that I cared and that I wouldn't do that to her but also he couldn't carry her with just one hand and I'm sure he won't want to let go of his towel.
"No it's okay Gerard, I can do it," I said trying to make my way over to the bathroom but only to be stopped by Gerard's arm.
"Frank, just give her to me, she's my dog and I can take care of her," Gerard said getting angry again. I really think I'm an idiot but I just wanted to prove it to him so I still refused to hand her over.
"Look, Gerard, you've only got a towel on, go get dressed and she'll be right as rain by the time you've finished," I said trying to be reasonable. He wasn't going to let me win though, he never seems to want to let me win. He quickly tried to grab out for her but with both arms letting his towel fall to the floor. I stopped moving and so did he. He was looking straight at me but I wasn't looking at him, well not as his eyes. I was staring at his dick. I didn't meant to but I couldn't help myself, I had seen it before but this time it was different, this time I knew I liked it.
I was telling myself over and over again in my head to move and get out but he wasn't trying to get away so I didn't. I quickly glanced up at his face and he was blushing but still not moving. I looked down at myself and realised that Gerard was having an effect on me and the effect felt good. I may be inexperienced but I knew for sure what was happening to me and it was embarrassing as I'm pretty sure Gerard could see it too. I quickly passed the dog over to Gerard and ran out of the cabin. I needed to go where no one was so I could calm myself down; and the problem in my pants. I had only ever gotten hard once or twice before and only once did I touch myself because of it.
The first time was when my mom had brought me a laptop for my fourteenth birthday, and I was searching the web when a popup came up for a gay porn website. I couldn't help myself so I clicked on it and watched these different videos. I got turned on but I was still unsure at the time whether I liked men's cocks. I didn't jack off afterwards though because I felt guilty for looking at it.
The second time I remember was when my mom went to a hen party and I had to come along. It was at the bride-to-be's home. She had a male stripper come along and he started to dance for everyone, I was so shocked that I didn't leave the room which I think I should have because the stripper came over to be and ran his hand down my thigh. I had got turned on then too so I left and went upstairs to her bathroom to jerk off.
Seeing Gerard naked was different then the other times, he was right there in front of me and I already thought he was really good looking without having to see his dick. I slowly opened and closed my mouth then ran out the door. I didn't stop running until I reached the lake, luckily no one was there so I could calm myself. I sat at the edge of the lake hunched over myself to try and make it go away. It wasn't hard because all I had to think about was seeing that team leader's dead body and it was gone.
I laid back against the grass and just watched as the clouds floated and birds flew across the sky. I wasn't angry or upset or anything at Gerard, I didn't want to lose him as a friend either. I don't think he'd hate me for this, it's not like when he was feeling me up; this time it was an accident.
"Frankie! Frank!" I heard Gerard shout, his voice getting closer to me. Obviously he wasn't angry or upset that I had seen him otherwise he wouldn't have come looking for me, if anything he should have been flattered because I know he saw my hard on.
"I'm over here!" I shouted back, sitting up. I saw him walking over towards me with a small smile on his face.
"Hey," I said calmly as he sat down next to me. He looked up at me then made his smile bigger whilst taking my hand into his own linking our fingers together. I loved little things like that, before I came here when I would see couple in the street I would scoff at them and ignore them. At the time I thought it was because it was disgusting but now I think it's because I was just jealous that I had no one to hold my hand, but now I do and I'm so lucky to have him. Even if we aren't 'boyfriends' of whatever, he still treats me like I'm the only person that matters to him, and I'm extremely grateful for it.
Gerard pulled me closer to him and let my head rest on his shoulder. He made our fingers unlink as he used it to run his hands through my hair. It was relaxing and I could have fallen asleep at that very second if the moment wasn't interrupted by his voice.
"I'm sorry you had to see that, I can understand why you ran," Gerard laughed at the insult to himself.
"That's not why I ran, I was just scared that's all," I said looking up at him. He looked down at me with a fake surprised face.
"So my dong scares you?" he said over dramatically. I couldn't help but laugh at him, not because of what had happened, not because I had accidentally made it seem that I was scared of his dick, but because he had said the word 'dong'.
"What the fuck Gerard. Dong?" I asked laughing even more. He pulled away from me and laid down on the grass, laughing too.
"Sometimes when they have the little party things in the activity hall, instead of having a party they have a movie night. Well, I've never been to one but, when I was told that they were going to watch the film Blades Of Glory I just had to watch it,"
"Why?" I asked, also laying myself down next to him.
"Because before I had started to live here my little brother got me the film Benchwarmers and I loved Jon Heder in it. I know he's not the best looking person alive but he made me laugh a lot. Anyway, I knew he was in Blades Of Glory so I watched quietly from the back and someway through it the coach asks the two guys what they had in common and one of the guy answers saying 'twin dongs' and I think I laughed louder than everybody else," Gerard said, chuckling slightly at the memory. I laughed along too even though I didn't really find it funny at all.
"Wait you have a younger brother?" I asked after realising what he had said. Gerard shifted slightly, in an uncomfortable way but he still answered my question.
"Yeah, his name is Mikey. He was my best friend," Gerard said quietly. I didn't know Gerard's past as he had never told me before but I'm guessing he didn't have a good one seen as he's living here now. Gerard had always seemed to be a mystery to me, like before I came he used to just sit with Olivia on his lap and watch the lake and he claims he was waiting for something, but that I have yet to find out.
"Gerard?" I asked turning on my side to face him. He turned to so that we were slightly touching just by the tips of our noses. "What were you waiting for? Before I came here?" He looked away from me but as though he was deep in thought, trying to think of the best way to place his words.
"If I tell you, you can't laugh or walk away from me thinking I'm crazy," Gerard said taking my hand and placing it around his waist.
"Of course, I'm staying here and I promise I won't laugh,"
"Okay well, about two weeks before you joined the camp I had a dream. I know this is going to sound crazy but it's the honest truth, I wouldn't lie to you Frankie. Anyway, in the dream I was by the waterfall and I heard a noise behind me and I saw a boy just standing there. He looked so beautiful but so pained. I took a step closer to him but as soon as I did he dropped to the floor and started to like, I don't know, shake and moan in pain. I wanted to help him but I was scared so I ran in the opposite direction, then I woke up,"
"Who was the boy?" I asked, cutting in.
"This is the part that's going to sound crazy. It was you, Frankie, and after that I sat and waited for you to come because I knew I had to help you. You looked so lost and hurt but when you actually came here you didn't seem broken or anything, in fact when ever we were together you seemed so lively," Gerard said smiling at me. I was a little shocked to hear his dream. I'd had the same one, but I was in my place and not Gerard's. I wasn't going to tell him this though, he would probably think I was humouring him or just teasing him.
"You waited for me then? Wow, that's erm, well I don't know actually, that's cool?" I asked because I was so unsure what to say, I didn't want to say anything that would end up offending Gerard.
"No, it's so weird. But it doesn't really matter now, you're here and that's what matters," Gerard said pulling himself closer to me with my arm still wrapped around his waist. We lay like that for a while just holding each other but something was tugging at the back of my mind and I just needed to ask him.
"Gerard, you don't think it was me that killed the leader man, do you?" Gerard sat up and brought me with him, at first I thought he was going to try and run away but instead he pulled me into a hug.
"No! Of course not Frankie, I don't want you to think that either because I don't," I nodded against him. I just needed to hear him say it for me to believe it.
"What'd you do with Olivia?" I asked pulling back from the hug, keeping at arms length.
"I cleaned her up, she should still be inside. God! I can't imagine how she managed to do that, or how someone managed to do that," Gerard sighed. I patted his back gently for comfort which seemed to help even if only in the slightest bit.
We lay back down and spent at least an hour out by the lake. We weren't doing anything, just watching and listening, I was listening to Gerard's breathing, it was a nice relaxing sound that made me want to put my head on his chest just that I could rise and fall in time with it. I would never do something like that though, I think in time, as I gained more confidence I would. I know in time I'll be able to hold his hand first and kiss him when ever the hell I feel like it, but I'm still new and inexperienced. Gerard just makes me want to bring out the side of me that has never been shown, not since I had kissed Brandon, and Gerard is the first person since him that I want to show it to.
"You know, I think tonight we should come down here and play in the lake just like I suggested last week," Gerard said interrupting my thoughts.
"Okay but not too deep in, when the water hits my balls we stop," I say laughing. Gerard laughed too pulling me up by the hand.
"Come on, let's go eat,"
-x-
I was woken up by my body being shaken and a loud whisper of my name being called. I could feel Gerard in the bed next to me and I could feel that he was the one shaking me.
"What'd you want?" I asked sleepily, rubbing my eyes with balled fists.
"It's 2 in the morning, let's go to the lake," Gerard said with a little bit of excitement in his voice. "It'll be so nice if we go now, the stars will be out and the moon will shine on the lake kind of like in the movies,"
"Yeah then one of the actors gets stabbed," I added on just to annoy Gerard. Gerard half heartedly punch my arm as I sat up. "Okay, just let me take a piss," I said getting up and moving over to the bathroom. When I came out Gerard was already by the door and ready to go in just his boxers. He motioned for me to come over to him with his hand so I did, I was too in just my boxers because that's all I slept in. We walked hand in hand down to the lake and Gerard was right, it did look kind of romantic with the moon shining on the lake, but I would never say that out loud, I might be gay but not that gay.
"Come on Frankie, let's get in," Gerard said jumping straight in even though it only reached his knee caps.
"Isn't it freezing?" I ask standing at the side of the lake hugging myself and moving from foot to foot.
"It's not that bad Frankie, now get the fuck in here!" Gerard said laughing as he splashed water all over me. I gasped at the coldness and then decided to get playful, maybe something would happen; I hoped so. I jumped in and started to attack him, not with the water though. I tackled him so that we both went under and when he came up we were both gasping for air because we were laughing so hard. When I stood up fully I noticed one small thing, my boxers were see through when they got wet. I thought if I ignored it and acted as thought it wasn't Gerard might not notice, but as soon as he stood up and began to make his way over to me I saw his eyes glance down at me but it didn't stop him from getting any closer.
"You've seen me like what? Twice now? And now I can finally see you," Gerard said smiling as he stood only millimetres away from me. He was standing so close I could feel his breath in my face. He smiled lazily down at me and slowly brought a hand up to my shoulder and placed it there. He stared deeply into my eyes and it made me a little nervous, but I wasn't going to pull away, I was fifteen years old, I should have done all this stuff before, well apart from sex.
His hand started to rub small circles over my shoulder then creeping it's way down my chest. I sighed in contentment and closed my eyes. Gerard didn't move his hand any further down from in between my nipples and I reopened my eyes to see what he was doing but as soon as I locked eyes with him again his moved his hand so his thumb was over my left nipple. He started to rub and stroke at it making me feel good. I had never had anyone do this to me before and I really couldn't think of anything better at that moment in time. I wasn't moaning over it though, but my breathing had changed slightly to being more choppy and uneven. When he had enough of that action his hand played over my ribs making me laugh slightly, as it was a ticklish place for me. We still never lost eye contact and I could see a gleam of something in his eye that I had never seen before, I could tell that it was out of happiness, but the other thing was a mystery to me.
I wasn't nervous about this at all, I could see where this was going to go, but I trusted Gerard a lot so it didn't matter that this was my first time of having someone else being near me because being with Gerard in this way just felt so… perfect. The hand that was on my ribs was changed to just his index finger as he leisurely ran it from my navel to the waist band of my soaked boxers.
"Frankie," Gerard breathed whilst still holding his intense gaze at me. "Are you sure you want this?" Gerard asked, not needing to tell me what his intentions were because it was pretty damn obvious. I hadn't really been hard until he ran his finger down my happy trail but even then I was only half hard. I just nodded licking my lips. "Good," Gerard smiled then bent down to kiss the tip of my nose. I didn't expect him to kiss my lips, to me Gerard seemed like a hopeless romantic where our first kiss would be sweet and you could feel the fireworks but that was fine for me, if Gerard wanted it done right, then that's how it was going to be done.
At first Gerard just played with the waist band, teasing me slightly but then he started to push my boxers over my hip releasing my semi-hard cock into the cold night's air. It was a good feeling, I felt so free at that moment. I was a little embarrassed about being the only naked person but Gerard soon put that to the back of my mind as he started to thumb the slit of my cock, spreading around my pre-come. I moaned quietly, closing my eyes. It felt so much better than my own hand. Gerard carried on teasing the head until I had to ask for him to touch me properly which I hadn't wanted to do because it made me sound kind of whorish.
"Gerard? Please?" I begged and Gerard did as I had asked. He took the base of my cock into his fist and slowly began to pump it up and down. I couldn't hold in anymore moans so I let it out in one big one. "Ah, fuck Gerard," I moaned whilst panting slightly. It had been ages since I'd had such feelings, and I wasn't sure how long I was going to last but I didn't want it to end quickly. Whilst pumping my dick with one hand, he used the other massage my balls gently and fuck, I nearly fell over. I never had so much pleasure before, and almost let my legs give way but I wanted this so badly.
Gerard stopped playing with my balls and used his free hand to thumb my slit again. I was moaning, panting and gasping and got that feeling in the pit of my stomach telling me it was all about to end soon. Gerard had been quiet throughout all of this, and I was glad that we were best friends, I didn't want it to end up being awkward. I moaned again before I shot my come all into Gerard's hand. "Fuck Gerard, shit," I breathed not being able to form a real sentence. It had been mind blowing and I felt as though I was high on pot, even though I had never had pot before. As soon as Gerard was done helping me ride out my orgasm, I dropped my head onto his chest and he pulled me into a hug even though my cock was still exposed. Gerard just rubbed circles on my back until my breathing was back to normal, then he pulled away and let me pull my boxers back over my hips.
"Let's go back and get some sleep now," Gerard said washing his hand off in the river before extending it for me to take. I just nodded and smiled, I was feeling so good for the first time in a long while and I didn't want the feeling to ever go, I just felt as though a lot of stress had been released from my body and it felt great.
When we got back to the cabin we both dried off and changed into clean boxers, this time having no need to hide from one another, then he got back into my bed with me. I didn't think we were 'boyfriends' now, he was still my best friend and that hadn't changed. I think he just wanted to be my best friend still and I was okay with that, as I had said so many times before, that I was not ready for a boyfriend. We didn't say anything to each other on the matter, we just curled up close and let ourselves go to sleep, but not before Gerard kissed my nose again and wished me a good night, which I wished back at him.