Frerard One Shots

Two Of the Same Kind Part 2

Gerard's pov-

It had been almost three weeks since the party. It wasn't long before Frank and I were becoming good friends. And it wasn't long after that before he was guiding me to his bedroom, touching me the whole way there. All of the talking, the laughing, the casualty. It had finally paid off. It was nice getting to know him. I loved getting to know him. We had become such good friends. Something I hadn't experienced in a long time. But what happened that night never left my mind. I could tell it never left his either.

"Are you sure you're ok with this?" He asked as I sat on the bed.

"I'm sure." I replied. "It was nice getting to know you Gerard. I'm so glad you're in my life. I feel like we've been friends for years. But I like you a lot." He said, straddling my hips.

"I like you a whole lot." He said quieter. All of my feelings were trapped in a tight cage. It was getting harder and harder to keep them in every day. Now they could finally be free. He pushed his lips into mine and the sweet taste of him sent fireworks through my body. I sloppily pushed my tongue in his mouth and explored it. His tongue brushed over mine and pressed into my lower lip. He pulled off with a satisfying smack and took his shirt off. He slid mine off and began sucking on my neck. A moan escaped from my lips as he moved to a better spot, sucking all over in the general area. I shivered as the tips of his fingers lightly trailed down my body. I felt him start to unbuckle my belt and his own. I held onto him tightly, enjoying the feeling of his bare skin attached to mine. I slid my hands down and grazed my nails all along his back, feeling every curve and crevice. He wasn't that muscular but he was very toned for a seventeen year old boy. It made me feel even worse about myself. I tried not to think about it much but sometimes it got to me. I shoved the thought away, not wanting to get self-conscious around him. His hands were so quick and nimble. They were everywhere at once. I assumed it was part of his experience with playing the guitar. He had showed me what he could do with it and I had to admit. It was very impressive. Soon every article of our clothing was on the floor. He kissed up the front on my neck to my lips and I attacked him with kisses. I felt his lips curve into a smile under mine and he let out a low rough giggle that vibrated through my mouth. I moaned softly against him as my tongue found his again. I slid my hand up and looped it around his neck, touching at his soft fluffy hair on the edge. His bangs tickled at my nose. Everything about him was so perfect. As I kissed him, I couldn't get my mind off of his dick pressing into my stomach. He was begging to be touched. I found myself sucking sloppily down his body, leaving spots wet with saliva. He moved his hands to my shoulders and rubbed them slowly, letting out moans as I teased him, sucking at his lower abdomen. He pulled me closer and I took him in my mouth. I licked all along the underside and sucked slowly, savoring the taste he brought. His hips softly bucked up, begging for more, never going too far. I dug my hands into the sheets, crumpling them up as I took all of him, deep throating him. His dick hit the back of my throat and I felt like vomiting. I held my breath and bobbed my head, letting him hit the back of my throat every time. He was a moaning mess, hissing my name in between curse words. It started off as mumbling but it started to form phrases.

"Ah... Fuck Gerard... Just wanna fuck your mouth all day... So... Ah... So good baby. Fuck... Wanna cum all down in your throat baby..." He moaned in between gritted teeth. The way he talked sent knots in my stomach. I felt the tight feeling start to come. I was close and so was he. His pre come dripped onto the back of my tongue and I felt him twitch. He came all in my mouth. Then he pulled out and let the rest squirt in stripes all around my mouth. I grabbed my dick and stroked furiously. He had a look of approval on his face. The way he looked down. He had so much control and I enjoyed it. It made me want him more. He moved his hands over mind and jacked me, making me come all over his hands. He brought them up to his mouth and sucked on his fingers, moaning. I wiped his come off my face with my hand and smeared it on the bed sheets. I felt bad for making a mess of his bed but he didn't seem to care. For a moment his deep rich brown eyes met mine and we were making out again. I love the feeling of his warm wet mouth all over mine. We breathed heavily into each other and pulled off.