The Guitar Fic

part 3: The House Keeper

     It had been only a week since the last incident, but that was enough time for it to have left their minds. Gerard woke up one morning, to see Frank lying on the couch in his underwear, eating chips, and making a huge mess, and for the first time in a good while, he saw how messy their house really was. "Damn, we need to clean this house" he said. "I don't feel like iiiiit" Frank whined. "Maybe we could hire a house keeper" suggested Gerard, paying them wouldn't be a problem as they were still rich as fuck from My Chemical Romance and people were still buying their merchandise. "Yeah! Then the house would always be clean and I wouldn't have to do anything!" Frank agreed, exited at the thought of a clean house and yet not having to change how much of a pig he was. "Okay, I'll call and see if any are available" said Gerard. Gerard called and set up the days and time that their house keeper would be over to clean. "His name is Tito, and he'll be here Monday's, Wednesday's, and Friday's at noon" said Gerard. "Yaaaaay!" Frank screamed, jumping up from the couch and hugging Gerard, "go take a shower, you smell" Gerard said, Frank grunted, and trotted to the bathroom. 

The next day they woke up exited for their house keepers arrival. At exactly 11:58AM, they got a knock at their door, Frank jumped up to answer it. He opened the door "hi, I'm your new house keeper, my name Tito" "hi I'm Frank" they shook hands and Frank let Tito in. Gerard came over to greet the new house keeper, but he stopped, something about him....he looked... familiar, "what's your last name?" Asked Gerard, "oh, I'm sorry, Tito Toro" he answered. Frank's jaw dropped, it hit him like a brick, their new house keeper was that fluffy haired guitar fuckers brother.
"Uhh what's wrong with him?" Asked Tito, Gerard explained to him what Ray had done. Tito looked shocked, "what the fuck? That's disgusting I can't believe he would do something like that, and twice? What the hell is wrong with him!?" "He did it to my brother Mikey too..." Gerard said. "Oh shit" said Tito, " didn't you know that why our band had to break up ?! Because Ray fucked me with a guitar!!" Frank screamed, " wow, I didn't know that" said Tito, "that's disgusting" "I know..." said Gerard, remembering the incidents. "Well if your worried about me doing that, don't be, I would never even think about doing that." Said Tito, "okay, good" said Frank. "So should I start cleaning now?" Asked Tito, "yeah, you can start wherever"
Said Frank, walking upstairs, and going into their bedroom. Gerard thanked Tito, and followed Frank upstairs.
Things went smoothly for a good 3 weeks, Tito would come over, clean, talk with them a bit, and leave. One day, a Wednesday, Frank and Gerard woke up around 9AM, "what do you say we invite Matt and Mikey over for a foursome?" Asked Gerard. "Sounds good to me" answered Frank. Gerard called Mikey, he agreed, and said they'd be over in 20 minutes. Gerard jokingly told Frank they should invite Ray and Bob and make it a sixsome, "NO!" Frank screamed, Gerard laughed, "I was joking relax." "That's not funny" said Frank "don't be so salty" said Gerard still smiling. About 20 minutes later, there was a knock on the door, "l got it" said Frank running down the stairs to the door. He let them in and led them upstairs. Gerard already had his shirt off by the time they got up there. Frank went over to Gerard and kissed him, Mikey took his shirt off and jumped on the bed, Matt jumped on top of Mikey. Frank unzipped Gerard's pants and kissed down his stomach, eventually getting to his dick. Mikey leaned over and pulled off Franks shirt, kissing his back. Matt and Gerard started making out, until Frank took Gerard's dick out of his mouth "fuck me?" He said in a high pitched voice, Gerard nodded and turned him around to fuck him. Mikey kissed Franks face, Matt was eating Mikey's ass. Then the phone started to ring, but Frank was moaning so loud that no one heard it. It went to voicemail... "hey guys, it's Tito, I can't come today, I'm sending Ray instead... don't worry, I'll make sure he doesn't bring his guitar haha...ah... see ya on Friday!" Tito hadn't told Ray who's house it was, he only gave him the address. Ray got into his car, typed the address into his GPS and started to drive over. Within 10 minutes, he was there. He walked up to the door and began to knock, but no one could hear it over Franks moans. He tried the knob, to his surprise, it was unlocked. He opened the door, and stepped in side. He immediately heard the moans coming from upstairs, he thought they sounded familiar, but he couldn't place a name... He looked around the house, and saw the pictures on the walls. Then he knew...the pictures were of Frank, and Gerard. When he realized what was happening, he turned and ran out the door, and back to his car. He opened the trunk...he always kept a spare guitar in the trunk of his car. He grabbed the guitar and ran back in the house, up the stairs, and followed the sounds to the master bedroom, he pushed the door open, non of them even noticed him. He looked at them, and spotted his easiest target, Matt, Matt's ass was unoccupied, Ray walked over, holding the guitar behind his back, and simply slid the head of the guitar into Matt's ass. Matt froze, pulled his face out of Mikey's ass, and slowly turned his head to look at Ray, speechless, he stared at Him with a terrified expression, Ray smiled his creepy smile. Mikey turned around to see why Matt stopped eating his ass, and screamed, Gerard and Frank looked up, and they screamed as well. Ray's creepy smile got bigger, he looked at them, thrusting the guitar, in and out...in and out...in...and out. Mikey jumped up and punched Ray in the face, knocking him to the ground. He pulled the guitar out of Matt's ass and threw it out the window. Gerard grabbed Ray by the collar, pulled him up, and dragged him down the stairs and out the house, "don't you EVER under any circumstances come back here AGAIN" he screamed, and slammed the door in his face. He marched back upstairs and into the bedroom, the others already had their clothes back on, Gerard put his pants back on, and stomped straight to the phone. He played Tito's voicemail, "godDAMN IT" he grunted through his teeth. He dialed Tito's number, pissed "what the fuck were you thinking!?" He scolded "why the hell would you send Ray? Out of all the people you could have sent, you chose Ray, Ray Tito, Ray." "I'm sorry I wasn't thinking I guess" Tito replied "that is not a good excuse" he yelled "fuck you Tito" he slammed the phone to the receiver out of frustration. "That Piece of shit" he said. Tito still came on Friday and did his work, Gerard was still a bit mad at him, but he would have to get over it. Frank was just glad it wasn't him this time. Tito planed to help keep Ray away from them, and everyone was relatively happy for the time being, I mean except Matt who was freshly scarred.