While Lyn-Z's Away

We're Home

Frank looked around the airport entrance searching for Gerard's new light brown pixy hair. Oh how much easier it was to find him when his hair was the shade of the oh to loving it peado Ronald McDonald.

"Boo," Gerard's voice rang out from behind, and Frank turned around to see him stranding there in jeans and a Metallica shirt. Frank smiled and gave him a big hug.

"It's been too long," Frank told him as he picked up his back pack.

"It has which is why I think we should get out of here as soon as possible," Gerard replied and the two rushed over to his car.

"So how long do you think it'll take for the fangirls to get word?" Frank asked as the he clicked on his seatbelt.

"Oh I think someone took a picture of us already. Wanna check when we get home?" Gerard asked.

"Oh I think we'll be a bit too busy for something like twitter," Frank replied while placing his hand on Gerard's thigh. Gerard smiled over at Frank seductively.

"Frank you're going to make me speed down the high way," Gerard said as shivers went down his spine. Frank just laughed and moved his hand further up Gerard's pants to the waistband making Gerard swerve almost into the other lane. Frank's hand moved away from Gerard's pants in a flash as honks from other drivers blasted around them.

"Oops," Frank muttered with a smile as Gerard glared over him. "Aww come on hun, don't be mad." Frank made a ridiculous pouty face making. Gerard tried to resist, but he couldn't hekp to laugh. "There," Frank said with a smile, "you can't be mad at me anymore. I made you laugh."

Gerard smirked at the road, but didn't say anything in reply. After a bit of silence between the two, Frank pulled out his phone and went onto twitter.

"So the fangirls have found us," Frank said bluntly.

"What do the tweets say?" Gerard asked annoyed.

"The most popular one is a picture of us walking to your car. It says 'frerard's back!' you'd think it'd be something more original," Frank said as he put the phone back in his pocket.

"I really wish they'd stop," Gerard said in frustration. "I mean what if Bandit or Cherry or Lily or Miles find out about it one day?"

"Please don't make me think about that," Frank replied. "I can't even imagine what I'd say to them if they found some of the fanfics. Those things can be so fucking creepy." Frank shivered as he recalled a fanfic he'd stumbled upon where Gerard and Mikey ganbanged him in an ally. What even went through those girls minds?

"I still have nightmares about that Waycest one me and Mikey were given. Keep that to yourselves please," Gerard sighed, "Okay we're home now, no more talk about the fangirls." Gerard pulled into his driveway, and the two got out.

Gerard place his hand in Frank's, but Frank pulled away, "We have stalkers," he said very seriously, but Gerard just laughed.

"I'm sure they aren't hiding in the bushes with binoculars. Now let's get inside, I can barely get my hands off you." The two climbed up the porch steps and walked into Gerard's house.

As soon as the front door had closed, Gerard was pushing Frank up against the wall while shoving his tongue down Franks throat. Frank moaned into Gerard's mouth and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Oh god I've missed this," Frank moaned as Gerard began sucking on his neck.

Suddenly, Gerard pushed Frank down onto the ground and straddled him. Like an animal in heat, Gerard ripped off Franks shirt.

Frank stared up at Gerard in amazement, "This is new," he said, "I think I like it."

"Shut up," Gerard growled, "and fuck me hard."

"Whatever you say," Frank said before and went to unbuckle Gerard's pants. Gerard stood up and took his pants off, he wasn't wearing any underwear. Frank smirked at him before lowering his mouth to Gerard's now hard dick.

"Oh dear God," Gerard moaned as Frank's tongue flicked against the tip of his penis. Frank looked up at him with innocent eyes, and Gerard almost came on the spot. "Don't...Stop," Gerard could barely talk with all the ecstasy that was coursing through him. It had been so long since the two had been together, and it was showing.

Just when Gerard was about to go over the edge, Frank pulled his mouth from Gerard's dick.

"My turn," Frank said with a smirk on his face. Frank pulled down his pants and stepped out of his boxers. Gerard began to get down on his knees, but Frank stopped him. "Oh no, I'm going to fuck your brains out. Now lie on your stomach." Gerard smiled and did as he was told. Frank pulled Gerard's ass into the air and drove himself into Gerard.

"OH FUCK!"  Gerard screamed as Frank began pushing deeper and harder in him.

"You like that don't you?" Frank said to Gerard, "being fucked up the ass?"

"Yeeeeees," Gerard moaned getting eve more turned on by the dirty talk.

"I'm-going-to-fuck-you-so-hard-you-won't-be-able-walk," Frank said, ramming into Gerard with each word.

"Yes," Gerard almost begged, "fuck me hard, harder!" He yelled, and Frank did as he was told.

"Oh God!" Gerard began to pant, "Yes, yes, oh fuck. I'm going to come," and he did just as Frank orgasmed into his ass.

Frank slowed down his thrusts then stopped altogether, and the two laid down on the cold wooden floor.

"That was amazing," Gerard whispered.

"I know," Frank replied, "We'll have to do it again.