Frerard 30 Day One Shot Smut Challenge

19. Outdoors

Here you go and Merry Christmas!

*Gerard's P.O.V* *Revenge Era*

"See you next time, Jersey!" I yelled into the black microphone and the crowd in front of me cheered. Me and the rest of the band waved as we walked off stage and into our tour bus and were greeted by our amazing manager. "Only two more shows to finish this fucking tour guys!" he screamed and I pushed my sweaty hair back as I handed the microphone to a waiting lady. "Really? Damn, this is going by too fast. We gotta start writing new shit" I heard my brother Mikey say excitedly. We all nodded and I felt someone poke my back. Turning around, I found a sweaty Frank looking at me. "Hey" I whispered and he licked his lips. "Follow me" Frank turned around and walked off the bus. "We'll be right back" I warned Ray, earning a simple nod as an answer. Jumping outside, I walked to the side of our tour bus, only to find Frank leaning against the material. "Wha-" I was interrupted by him, who placed a hand around my mouth and pushed me against the bus he was leaning against. Placing each hand next to my head, Frank leaned his face into mine. "Horny, are we?" I flirted and he closed his eyes, breathing out furiously. "Why were you fucking teasing me back on stage? Are you out of your mind, Way? Are you fucking nuts?" he yelled into my face and I confess, it startled me. "Jesus, Frank" I whispered and he took his right hand off the bus, only to slap it back onto it with an enourmous noise. I yellped and he smirked devioushly. "I'm about to teach you a fucking lesson, wether you like it or not. And you're gonna keep quiet, you hear me?" he growled into my ear, nibbling on it. "Y-yes" I stuttered out, a shiver running down my spine. Frank placed his left hand on my waist and I held my breath as his face leaned into me. "Do I scare you, baby boy?" he whispered teasingly, his lips only mere inches apart from mine. I shook my head no and his smirk disappeared. I knew I was in deep shit. "Do I fucking scare you?" he yelled into my face and I pressed my back even further into the bus. He was intimidating me and it turned me on even more. I decided to keep quiet so I could see his reaction. I knew Frank had anger issues, but I was sure this wasn't anger; this was him trying to dominate me. And, hell, it was working. Getting no reaction from me, Frank wrapped a hand around my neck as the other one found it's way into my black skinny jeans. I sucked in a sharp breath as his hand found my naked dick. "No underwear, you whore?" he growled and I blushed. He took his hand out of my jeans and wrapped both arms around my waist. Pulling my body into his, Frank pressed our lips together in a hungry but passionate kiss. I opened my eyes while he kissed me, only to find his already open. Frank broke the kiss and wrapped one hand back around my neck, pushing my body into the cold material of our tour bus. I whimpered as a sharp pain took over my back and Frank smirked. "I'm gonna teach you why you shouldn't mess with me. Why you shouldn't touch my dick in the middle of a show. Why you shouldn't kiss me in front of a thousand of people and especially why you shouldn't make me mess up my guitar performance" he growled and I bit my lip as I felt my lenght get even harder. Frank took his hand off my throat and turned me around, my chest pressed into the tour bus. "I'm gonna fuck your ass so hard" I heard him whisper as his fingers found the end of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. I shivered due to the cold weather of New Jersey and Frank laughed. "Too bad it's cold" I looked over my shoulder to see him taking his black shirt off, a buldge on his dark jeans. Dropping his shirt to the ground, Frank took a step forward and pressed his body into the back of mine, sticking his erection into my clothed butt. I closed my eyes at the feeling and he licked his lips. "Are you ready, baby boy?" he whispered and I nodded, feeling his tongue lick a cold, wet stripe up the back of my exposed neck. His fingers found the waistband of my jeans, pushing them down all the way to my knees. My erection sprung free, slapping the cool material of the tour bus Frank had me pressed against. "Fuck" I whispered and Frank slapped the pale skin of my butt, earning a whimper from me. "Be quiet, you slut" I heard him scold me and I muttured a quiet apology. Frank was quiet for a few seconds and I could hear our band mates' voices from outside the bus. "What if they hear us?" I asked Frank and he sighed out. Pushing his jeans down to his knees, he placed a hand on my waist and kissed the back of my shoulder. "They're not gonna hear us, because you're gonna be a good boy and keep quiet for daddy" he whispered into my ear and I felt his naked dick touching my ass. "Alright, lets go" Frank placed a hand around his dick and pumped it a few times. I placed my forehead against the tour bus and felt his tip against my asshole. Suddenly, Frank slammed into me forcefully and I let out a surprised scream. "Motherfucker!" I cursed and Frank slapped a hand over my mouth to keep me quiet. "Shut the fuck up, will you?" he moaned into my ear and I closed my eyes. Quiet whimpers left my mouth as Frank pounded into me. "You feel so good, so tight baby boy" he growled and I bit my lip. "Fuck, fuck" I whispered and Frank placed his hands around my waist, pushing my ass back to meet his thrusts. "Ooh" he whimpered out and I slammed my hands against the bus' material to support my weight. "You're only allowed to cum when I say so, got it?" he moaned out as he buried his dick balls-deep into me. "Y-yes, daddy" I stuttered as he hit that spot. "I'm almost there, babe" his lips pressed against my ear as I heard him breathing heavily. A warm sensation took over the pit of my stomach as Frank hit my spot quickly. "Shit" I moaned and Frank wrapped a hand around my aching cock, pushing me closer to my orgasm. "I'm comin, baby boy. Fucking shit, you feel so good. You like my dick up your ass, don't you? You dirty slut. Fuck" his thrusts fastened and his breath got even heavier. "Oh, daddy. I'm so close" I moaned out, trying to keep myself from screaming. Suddenly, Frank's body started shaking and I felt him shoot his load deep into me. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" he swore into my ear, his thrusts now sloppy. "Let me cum, daddy. Please" I whined, my eyes closed and my head back against Frank's shoulder. His hand quickened it's movements as he jacked me off and his dick kept slamming into my ass, even though it was already floppy. "Tell me I scare you" Frank growled into my ear and I scunched up my eyebrows. "W-what?" I moaned as I kept myself from cumming. "Tell me I fucking scare you and you can come!" he yelled and I bit my lip as I tried my best not to come undone. "Ah ah ah" I moaned loudly as his hand and dick worked wonders on me. "Say it!" Frank repeated and I opened my mouth. "You fucking s-scare me, fucking hell!" I yelled at the top of my lungs and Frank fastened his hand's movement, making me release all over his hand. My body shook violently and my knees lost strenght. Frank wrapped his free arm around my waist to keep me from falling as the after shocks hit me. "Fuck" I whimpered while I sat down, trying to catch my breath. Frank bent down and connected our lips, biting my lip harshly. "Don't mess with me again, Way" he growled and walked away from me after dressing himself up. I breathed out as I watched my best friend jump back into our tour bus, leaving me naked and amused in the middle of that cold, dark New Jersey night.