Hopeless Romantics

Chapter 1:The Day We Met...And More

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Part 1 kind of escalates quickly, bit idgaf. Enjoy, smutty Frerard lovers! :D

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THIS IS ALL A DREAM SO DON'T FREAK OUT

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UPDATE: Okay so there IS a part 2, but for some reason if you open it from my profile, it doesn't show. So you'll have to search for the story I guess...sorry!

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UPDATE: Forget the update above, I guess it's fixed now. If not, don't listen to what I just said and listen to the update above. I hope I successfully confused you.

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I woke up to the sound of my dog Sweet Pea licking the inside of my ear. "Fuck off, Sweet Pea!", I yelled, but regretted when she pouted in the corner. "Sorry Sweet, but women can't go up to gay men and start licking the inside of their ears. It's plain disrespectful," I giggled to myself.

My mom swung open the door just as I was about to take care of "morning duties" (....),"MOOOOOM!", I shouted, trying to hide the obvious erection.

"Hehe, sorry, Hun. Guess I should knock?", she chuckled. "And by the way, you don't hide those magazines well. The neighbor's son, Gerard found some I guess."

Hm, that must be where my yaoi went. "Mom, unless you want to watch, can you, I don't know, LEAVE?!", I choked out in embarrassment. She shut the door and did her morning duties as well. Cooking. Not. Masturbating.

After finishing, I grabbed my usual outfit, dark grey hoodie, some type of band shirt, and black, ripped skinny jeans. I looked in the mirror in the closet. "Man, I look like shit," I said to myself.

I walked to the hall bathroom and washed my face. Hmm, eyeliner or no eyeliner? Eyeliner it is. I put a thin line, then gradually made it thicker by smudging it. I thought it was cool, but everyone else thought it was really gay of me, but how could I argue? I AM gay.

My mom awkwardly gave me toast (because of the thingy...) and I grabbed my backpack and walked out the door. I stared at my toast, then poked over the side of my fence and gave the toast to Sweet Pea. I lost my appetite.

I blew a kiss to my dog and went towards Hell. I mean, school. Tomato, tamato.

As soon as I stepped foot on campus, I felt a hand. It pulled me around. I was facing a Sex God. His face was so gorgeous. I could tell he probably had the same interests as me. Black, shaggy hair swooped to one side, ripped skinny jeans, Iron Maiden muscle tee, an A7x jacket, and worn out converse. So. Fucking. Hot.

"You're Frank, right?", he asked. He smelt like cigarettes and coffee. Yum.

"What's it to you, sweetie?", I replied being sassy as ever. My gaydar was going off. He will be mine.

"Well, I kinda borrowed these from you...hope you weren't pissed," he spoke shyly while handing over the goods.

"Oh, thanks. Anything for a fellow gay!", shit, I swear to God if he isn't gay I will die right here.

"How did you know I'm gay?", he looked confused. He looks cute confused. Mega cute.

"Um, is it stupid to say I am basically a gaydar?"

"Nope. I guess you're just an expert," he replied,"Um do you want to ditch and go to my house?"

I panicked. The Sex God just asked me to his house. What. Do. I. Say?!

"Sorry for being too straightforward! I'm not like that I swear! Not like "that", I mean-", I interrupted him with a kiss. And not a small one.

He smirked at me. I just met this guy, and I already kissed him. What's next, I'm going to fuck him? I'm such a slut.

"I suppose that's a yes?"

"Fuck. Yes."

He grabbed my hand and we started walking back towards our neighborhood. I can't believe this. I am going to this guy's house. This sexy guy is taking me home. Holy shit! Calm down, Frank. Stop acting like you're a 12 year old girl.

He opened the door. Silence. Nobody was home. Good. I wanted him all to myself.

He lead the way upstairs and dragged me into his room. I was straddled on his bed. I loved it. I put my arms around his neck and crashed into his lips. He responded with a light moan.

You know how I said, 'What's next, I'm going to fuck him?'. Well, now it's happening.

I started grinding on his body. I craved friction. It started getting steamy, so he pulled off my hoodie and shirt. He already took his shirt and jacket, so I got on my knees and started undoing his pants. I planted tender kisses on his abdomen, teasing him and building anticipation.

I could tell he couldn't take me teasing him any longer, so I gave in.

I felt him throbbing inside my mouth. I licked his length up and down and swirled my tongue around the tip just before he pulled of my pants and boxers.

When they were off, I deep throated him. My gag reflex didn't get triggered anymore because....y'know. He couldn't resist me either, so he had me sit up on his bed and sucked away.

He was so good at it, that my legs started twitching, and I bucked my hips a thousand times.

He got off me and walked across the room and reached into a mysterious box. He pulled out a bottle of lube, KY. The bottle squirt out a clear liquid and was rubbed on his dick.

I jacked off while he got situated, but luckily didn't get close. He pulled my legs up over his shoulders, and rimmed me with his dick. It felt so fucking good. He got his tip in which caused me to yelp. I've never done it with someone this big.

I bit my lip as he got deeper. Finally he was all the way in. He started thrusting and got a load of moans from me. He smiled at the fact that I was enjoying it so much.

This lasted for 30 minutes. He did one more final thrust and he came inside me, and on me. I managed to cum all over his bed. He wasn't bothered, though.

We panted loudly and cuddled each other. I nuzzled my head into his chest.

"Je t'aime," he whispered.

"I love you, too."

We sank into the rhythm of our own breaths and slowly fell asleep.