"Hey morning little bro!" I said to Mikey, ruffling his hair and pouring myself a cup of coffee. He moaned in response and too a bite of his bagel that was in front of him.
"Frank still sleeping?" He asked plainly as a stirred sugar into my drug of choice. I almost dropped the whole cup of sugar into my coffee.
"Uh, how would I know?" I said coldly and he just rolled his eyes in my direction.
We had gotten done with recording during the day yesterday and I brought the boys back to the small apartment I shared with Mikey to celebrate. No beer, of course. But they were cool with it.
"As if I didn't hear you two last night." Mikey said, stuffing his face with bagel as he did so. Just then, I could hear my bedroom door open and then shut again, Frank leaving.
"Hmm Gee, sounds like your bedroom door." Mikey smirked and glanced in the direction of the sound. Frank walked into view, rubbing his eyes and fixing his bed head. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. My penis thought so too.
"Morning Frankie." Mikey laughed out. Frankie just groaned a "Hmph." And made his way to the coffee maker, then sat next to me, smiling at me shyly. Good old Frankie. Always quiet until you get him in bed. I took a chance and put my hand on his thigh, he looked at me warningly but I ignored him.
"You guys have a good time last night then?" Mikey said, getting up to throw his used plate in the sink. Frank coughed nervously and smiled,
"As a matter of fact, we did." I told him. Ray was starting to wake from his position on the couch.
I moved my hand on Frank's thigh higher. Earning a disapproving kick to the shin, but I didn't let it phase me. Instead I just moved my hand to the waist of his jeans, drawing circles with my finger on his bare skin. He tried not to shake under my touch, but I knew I had him now.
Mikey raised an eyebrow at us and decided to better his time by placing stale chips in Ray's hair before he totally awoke.
I moved my hand under his waistband and frank took a cautious sip of coffee before going,
"Gee, I um, I have to pee!" Then he stood up in a hurry, almost with my hand still down his pants. I laughed, finished my coffee and followed him, of course.
Silly Frankie, always leaving the bathroom door open. I snuck up behind him as he washed his face and grabbed his hips, yanking them back to me.
"Geraaard! Stop!" He whined. I smirked and breathed on his neck,
"Funny. That's not what you said last night." I said, kissing his neck gently. His draw actually dropped in surprise at my comment.
I chuckled and I swear the kid went limp in my arms as I pushed both my hands under his waistband in the front.
Just then I felt a presence to my right, Mikey was standing there looking at us,
"I fucking knew it! Frank sooo got laid last night!" Mikey said to the maybe awake, maybe still sleeping Ray, I didn't know. I slammed the door in his face and turned Frank around to look at me.
"Hey sexy, I heard you got laid last night." I said, making my voice low.
"I wonder who that lucky fella was." Frank said, trailing a finger up and down my arm. He was such a girl.
"Hm yeah, I don't seem to remember much of last night." I joked.
"Maybe I can remind you."
