WAYCEST, a imakepunksmuts production

Introduction

                  *gerards pov*                              

         Ever since I was a young boy I had been obsessed with other boys. They had beautiful faces and there jawlines were meticulously chiseled into perfection. And they had wonderful smells. It sounds odd but even when they weren't wearing cologne, they smelled like oak woods. These all applied to my little brother mikey. His jawline was razor sharp and every little detail on his face was oh-so-perfect. He looked adorable with his retro frame glasses. Too bad he has a girlfriend because even though it is incest, I desperately dream of waking up to his scent in my bedroom. Even just for once.