Oh, How Things Change (frerard mpreg)

Chapter 11 ~Popsicle~

The chapter is really short. I ran out of ideas. I'm sorry I don't know how much longer this story will last.

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*****Frank's P.O.V.*****

That motherfucker is never going to get to have a popsicle again. All did was tease me with it. That's all he did he would lick it and not me. Well at one point he dragged it down my chest to my boxers and well after that the popsicle made no return.

     "You should get more popsicles." Gee said.

     "No! You can't have a popsicle ever again. All you did was tease me with it."

     "Don't pretend you didn't like it." he sassed.

    "I didn't like it. You were to busy licking the popsicle and not me."

     "I still licked you idiot. And you sure loved that popsicle when I wasn't here."

     "Yeah because I thought I was alone. I was also bord."

     "You deep throat popsicles when your alone? " he asked

     "Not all of the time. I do other things."

     "Like what?" he asked propping himself up on his hand.

     "Masterbate" I said with a straight face.

     " Well I could've guessed that dumbass."

     "Yeah because I bet that's what you do when your alone." I retorted.

     "I don't need to you do it just fine for me."

     "Really Gerard?"

     "Yes 'Really Gerard'."

     "Okay whatever Gee."

     "Did this whole conversation/ argument start all because of a popsicle?" he asked.

     "Yes. Yes it did." I answered.