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*Gerard's POV*

Frank and I wait a bit in silence and he asks again, "Are you sure you wanna do this?" "Yes Frank, I'm sure" I say kind of frustrated and look down at my rising erection. I've never really experienced boners, except when I watch a hot Zac Efron or Channing Tatum movie.

Frank looks down and smirks. I bite my bottom lip and Frank looks up at my lip. He kisses me again and runs a hand down my crotch. My breath hitches as he starts to rub. "F-Frank" I stutter, "I need you." Frank removes my boxers and he removes his too. I must admit, Frank's big. What the hell am I talking about, he's huge.

Frank grabs onto my thighs and separates them. "Tell me if you need me to stop or slow down" Frank says and I nod in eagerness.

I feel Frank getting closer and he slowly pushes in. Once he does, I move around to get comfortable. "Ready?" He asks and I nod. He pushes back out slowly. He looks up at me biting his lip and thrusts in and out of me slowly. I moan, close my eyes, and throw my head back. "Fuck Gerard" Frank groans and squeezes harder onto my thighs.

He moves faster and faster by the second. This feels more different than being with Bert. No shit, he forced me to do that, he raped me. But with Frank, it's way different. He asks about stuff before doing it. Frank moves in harder and faster. I pant and moan.

I open my eyes to see Frank with his eyes closed, head tilted back and his mouth slightly parted. I hear him pant lightly. He looks gorgeous. He brings his face to mine and looks at me.

"Gee, I think I'm gonna cum" Frank says. "Fuck Frank, me too" I moan. "Fuck fuck fuck" I repeat and hold onto his arms. His grip on my thighs gets harder and he moves faster. He thrusts into me hard and releases. He keeps going and I release making a mess on my stomach.

"Fuck" Frank says panting and lays next to me. He looks at me and smiles, I smile back. "Can you hand me tissues or something?" I ask. "What for?" He asks. I point to the mess on my stomach.

He gets up and hovers me. He brings his face down to my chest and licks it off. He looks up at me as he does and he looks... hot as fuck. He picks some up with his fingers and licks them off.

I look up at him and he kisses me. I kiss him back. He pokes his tongue through and out tongues dance together. He pulls away. "How was that?" He asks referring to us having sex.

"It was actually good. You were good for your first time" I say. "Yeah?" He asks. "Yeah" I say. "You know Gerard, I" Frank says but he's cut off by a loud bang on the door. "Open the door Gerard, I know you're in there" I hear Bert yell.

"Fuck!" I say with a trembling voice. I quickly put on some clothes and Frank looks at me. "Hide" I say "and don't make noise."

He puts on clothes and I leave. "Open the fucking door" Bert yells. Shit

*Frank's POV*
I put on clothes and look around. I look in the closet, but there's to many things. I look at the window, but they are shut in completely. I look around and go under the bed. I hear some more yelling and stay silent.

"What took you so fucking long" I hear Bert and his voice getting closer. "I was busy doing chores" Gerard says, sounding scared. "Lies, who were you with?" Bert says and the door bursts open.

"With no one" Gerard says. "Yeah, then where did you get that shirt? Bert asks and I look down at my shirt. I have Gerard's on and I'm guessing he has mine on. "Mom went shopping" Gerard says with a blunt voice. I hear footsteps and the closet door opening.

I hold my breath in hopes he won't look down here. "You sure no one else is here?" Bert asks in a low voice. "Look at me when I'm talking to you" He yells. "No, yes. No, no ones" I hear Gerard stutter and a slap I hear. I try to peek and see what the hell's going on.

I peek up a bit and see Gerard holding his cheek. "You're fucking lying" Bert says through gritted teeth. "No I'm not" Gerard answers. He looks down and sees me. His eye brows knit together and he looks back up at Bert.

"What? Who's here?" Bert asks and puts his hands on his waist. "No one! I said no ones here! I've told you a million fucking times Bert. No ones here!" Gerard bursts.

"Don't fucking yell at me" Bert yells and goes to slap Gerard, but he puts his hand in defense. "Don't" Gerard says.

"Fuck you" Bert says and punches Gerard in the stomach. I close my eyes in hope this isn't real. I hear Gerard whimper and Bert grunts. I open my eyes and see Them on the floor.

Bert has Gerard pinned to the floor. Gerard lifts a knee to kick Bert in the balls. "Fuck!" Bert yells and grabs onto him self. Gerard stands and tries to make a run for it, but Bert throws him onto the floor. Bert throws punches to Gerard and I see blood.

I feel my blood boiling and I get out from underneath the bed. I plunge into Bert and tackle him. "What the fuck?" He yells. I kick Bert and throw punches at him. He falls back and I kick him again. "Don't fucking hurt Gerard like that again" I hiss.

"Well Frank, you can't tell me what to do. Fucking dipshit" Bert laughs. I punch him square in the nose and blood gushes down to his mouth. He looks over at Gerard and says "This isn't over. We'll talk later."

"Get the hell out of here" I say and get off him. I kick him once more and shove him out the front door.

I go back upstairs into Gerard's room and see him huddled in the corner.

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