Frerard - It's Always Been You!

5

Frank was suddenly bombarded with questions – the entire room wanting to know about Jake: Where they'd met? Where he worked? What he looked like? Where was he from? He felt overwhelmed and concerned that everyone was assuming the relationship was more serious that it actually was. He smiled along and answered as best as he could, but he couldn't help but notice when Gerard excused himself for a smoke in the yard. No one else seemed to notice his absence however, and the incessant interrogation continued.

After promising his mom he would soon introduce her and Jake, he too headed out back for a much needed nicotine hit.

"Hey!" Gerard smiled as he spotted Frank walking over.

He offered his lighter and the two stood quietly for a few minutes just watching the plumes of smoke rise steadily into the night sky.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Jake" Frank began.

Gerard batted the apology away with a wave of his hand. "Nah man! It's fine. You don't have to tell me everything about your private life. Course not. I'm happy for you though Frank."

"You are?" Frank asked nervously.

"Sure I am. I'm glad you've got someone that makes you happy."

"It's nothing serious really. We only got together a few weeks ago."

"Well like I say, I'm happy for you" Gerard replied, acutely aware that he was overdoing the 'happy for you' sentiment now. "I'm gonna head back inside. Getting cold out here" he informed Frank who had barely touched his cigarette.

"Ok. See you in there" Frank smiled, that torn feeling ripping through him once again as he watched his friend walk away from him.

Taking a long drag of his cigarette, Frank closed his eyes and rested his head on the wall behind him. He sighed loudly as he exhaled the smoke and felt a sadness envelope him as he stood in the silence of the yard. He didn't think he would ever really love anyone in the way he loved Gerard, but he had to try, right? He had to try and make something of his life with someone who actually wanted him in the same way. Yet, it tugged at his heartstrings and fucking hurt.

Heading back into the house, he mentally prepared himself for another ambush; his mom wanting every fucking detail of his love life.

"Where's Gee?" he asked Kristen when he couldn't see him anywhere.

"Oh. He left. Said he was tired and had an early start tomorrow" she replied with a friendly smile.

Frank knew that was bullshit. There was nothing in the diary for the following day, and the two had even talked earlier about what a relief it was to have a quiet few weeks ahead of them.

Soon after, he too made his excuses, thanking Donna and Donald for the evening, before heading for home. He considered messaging Gerard when he was home to ask why he'd left without saying goodbye, but he was distracted from doing so by a call from Jake. After a short while he was laughing and telling him all about the cross-examination he'd received thanks to his mom's discovery of him. Jake was keen to meet the famous Linda and Frank promised he would arrange it very soon.

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"Aww fuck Frank. That's it. You take me so good baby" Gerard moaned as he watched himself slide in and out of Frank's tight hole.

"Jesus Christ! Look at you!" he continued as Frank pulled at his ass cheeks in the hope of taking more of the glorious dick pounding into him.

Gerard's fingers dug into the flesh of Frank's thighs as he held them up against his own body, using them as leverage to get as deep as possible. The look on Frank's face every time he slammed into his prostate was enough to send even the straightest of men into ecstasy. He moaned freely; his eyes wide and pupils blown as he looked deep into Gerard's own eyes. His mouth hung open with lips damp and swollen from the intense blowjob he'd just given. His skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat that had formed over it. His hard dick straining for release as it rested against his stomach. His back arching from the bed, thrusting his hard nipples in the direction of Gerard's hungry mouth, begging to be licked and bitten.