NASTY ASS GERARD - And Other Fuckery

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Imagine that you go to a Barnes and Noble signing with Gerard way.

You are standing in line holding your favorite copy of Doom Patrol, shaking with excitement. Today was the day that you were going to finally get to talk to your hero, the man whose music got you through middle school and who now graces your bookshelf in your bedroom. It felt like forever before the person in front of you was walking away from the signing table.

"Next!" The security guard yelled.

It was intimidating, like the feeling you get when you're asked to remove your shoes at the airport and throw them into the bin, and you feel like you're going to get yelled at if you don't do it fast enough. That sudden rush of anxiety is what forces you forward so now you are face to face with him.

"Hi!" Gerard smiles, holding his hand out.

"H-Hi-" You stutter, puckering your asshole to stop the sudden bout of diarrhea from exiting your body.

He takes your book and begins scribbling on it.

"So what's your name?" He asks.

"Y-Y/N" You stammer.

"That's lovely." He says, looking up at you now.

He stares at you for an awkwardly long time, biting his lip. You become hyperaware of the hot runny substance stinging the delicate tissue of the inside of your rectum. You didn't know how much longer you could hold it for.

"So," You say, trying to break the awkward silence, "I-I really like the character in Doom Patrol that-"

You never finish the thought, because Gerard lunges at you and grabs you by the throat. He slams you down on the signing table, and you suddenly notice the tent in the front of his pants. He brings his face down to yours, close enough that you feel his scraggly beard against your cheek.

"I want sexy fun with you." He growls orgasmicly into your ear.

That's enough to open the floodgates of your pussy, because hopefully it wasn't that shit storm that was brewing earlier. Either way, your panties are fucking done.

Gerard unbuckles his belt and pulls a Louisville Slugger out the front of it -- at least that's what you thought at first glance. When you realize what it actually is, the shit finally volcanoes out of your asshole.  Why the fuck did you wear white today?!

"B-But, Gerard...that's HUGE!" You squeal, "It's the size of my arm! H-How do I even-"

He takes advantage of your open mouth to shove his baseball bat size chode down your pie-hole. You immediately start vomiting because he is repeatedly hitting your gag reflex at full force, but he doesn't pull out. He just continues to fuck your vomit-filled mouth and throat.

Then Michael Cera shows up.

"Oh hi there!" Michael says waving like a Kindergartener greeting his parents after a day of school, "Who is this -- hottie -- with the sexy breasts?"

"Ugh yes!" Gerard yells, "Get in on this shit."

"Oh sweet!" Michael says happily looking at you, "What a fun sexy time for you!"

While Gerard continues face-fucking you, Michael pulls down your pants.

"Is it ok if I put my fingers inside of your vagina?" He asks.

Of course, you can't really respond because you're choking on your own vomit and now Gerard's cum. 

Michael sticks his fingers in your pussy. "Oh squishy!"

You die from choking on your own vomit and from orgasming so hard.

"Next!" The security guard yells.