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Horn Dog

Frank huffs and plops himself down on Gerard's bed. "Ugh, I'm horny and I wanna get it on."

Gerard looks up from his comic and redirects his eyes to his best friend. "Uh, is that code for something?"

The fifteen year old rolls his eyes. "Yeah, Gee, it's code for I wanna get it on."

"Oh," Gerard lets out unintentionally, but then clears his throat and flips the page. "Why don't you just call like Jessica Mavel or something?" Jessica was known for doing guys behind the bleachers, easy enough for Frank to get.

NOT THAT FRANK NEEDED EASY. Frank was quite attractive... Not that Gerard has noticed. Okay, okay, Gerard has noticed but he's not gay. Shit, he's straighter than the pole your mom strips on. He's not even a little bi.

He can feel Frank's eyes on him and he lets another "oh" slip. "Uh, right. Why don't you call that kid in your Spanish class?"

Frank's gay, which confuses Gerard. Gerard had no fucking suspicion that Frank liked dick until he walked on the little fucker making out with Brendon Urie from Frank's biology class. He has heard about him a lot from Frank's mouth but he never expected this. As Gerard accidentally watched them suck face, the seventeen year old reflected on the enthusiastically sucking on Popsicles in the summer, as well as the short shorts, the colourful Christmas sweaters and the nonchalant pink stripe he got in his hair eighth grade. How could he miss that his best friend was gayer than gay?

And what confused him the most was the little pull in this stomach. He sorta wanted to go over to Brendon and rip his nuts off and the best-friend-macking-bitch could suck on those. GERARD DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HE COULD HAVE THOUGHTS LIKE THIS. He didn't like Frank, okay? He just... Loved him. Like a best friend. Or so he thinks.

Gerard scolded himself as the younger made an inhuman noise.

Frank gasps, spinning around to face Gerard with a horrified expression. "Pete? Ew, oh my fucking God, no!"

Gerard frowns. "Why not?"

Frank shrinks a bit, looking away. "No reason..."

The elder of the two glances at his best friend awkwardly. "Frank, c'mon man."

Frank sighs. "No reason, honestly... Just I think he's fucking your brother."

Gerard chokes on his gum. He tries to cough it up but just ends up swallowing it. He wheezes and Frank sorta turns pink. "Fucking whaaaaat?" He pants.

The fifteen year old clicks his tongue. "Nothing..."

"Is my brother getting more action than me, oh my God?" Gerard whines, pouting and crossing his arms. "He's fifteen!"

Frank frowns. "Same with me! God, I needa get laid."

Gerard shakes his head. "Oh, no you're not! You're fifteen. You are not letting anyone touch your ass." Except me, Gerard thinks, but then mentally slaps himself.

Frank opens and closes his mouth like a fish, flabbergasted. "Fucking excuse me? Your brother's fucking someone? Why can't I?"

"Because, Frankie, you're fifteen." Gerard monotones, but he honestly just doesn't want his best friend to have sex... With anyone.

"When did you first have sex?!"

Gerard tries hard but his cheek sparkle pink. "... Fourteen." Gerard says quietly.

"FOURTEEN?!"

"But that's not the point! I regret it because I did it so young!" Gerard justifies himself.

Frank calms down a bit and looks at Gerard, honestly considering the risk. "Really...?"

Gerard blows his cheeks up real big and looks around. He lets the air out and speaks real fast. "No, it was the best feeling in the world like legit the best fucking thing ever, dear Jesus lord."

If looks could kill, Frank just nailed the seventeen year old's ass to the wall. "I hope you deep throat a cactus."

Gerard whimpers a bit because ow.

But then Frank sighs. "I don't even wanna have sex now. I wanna wait for the person I love. It's just... Sexual frustration and pressure, y'know?"

Gerard nods but he doesn't understand. Virginity was a sign you were a loser, how could a teenager want it so bad?

Frank smiles. "This was a deep talk, thanks, dude... Now I'm going to jerk off in the washroom."

Gerard just looks down, licks his finger and flips the page as Frank makes his way to the washroom. "I'll crank the volume." He calls to his best friend.

"Thanks, Gee! You're the best!" Is the last thing Gerard hears of Frank before he turns his stereo up full blast, enclosing the silence in the room with Nirvana.

Even if you have

Even if you need

I don't mean to stare

We don't have to breed