NO FUN CLUB

14

Gerard had a boyfriend.

Finally, he thought.

He had to wait for over thirty years, but now he had a boyfriend.

And he was the hottest, sweetest man ever, and he had no idea what he did to deserve him.

Waking up next to him shirtless, in his bed, after they fell asleep in each other's arms, he couldn't help staring at him. Looking so peaceful.

He admired his tattooed arms, his hair getting longer, and his scruff. His tummy.

So perfect.

He couldn't believe he was his.

But the best thing was when they kissed, when his hands were all over Gerard, how safe he made him feel. Like there was no one else, and nothing else that mattered. Just the two of them.

He wished he could give him more, he wished he was ready. It was just sex, he thought. And he wanted it. He had – thought about it, a lot. But doing it for the first time at thirty seemed like a big deal. He didn't know how.

And he wanted to be good for him.

Frank was a fucking sex god, for fuck's sake.

He had all the experience in the world, and to keep so many men he was probably amazing. While Gerard didn't even know what went where or how to give a fucking blowjob. Frank would either get tired of waiting or realized how bad he was and leave him, and Gerard didn't know what was worse.

'Why are you up so early?' Frank mumbled in his sleep.

'I just –'

'Shh,' Frank said with his hand in his boyfriend's mouth. 'Don't talk. Go back to sleep.'

He then pulled Gerard closer and snuggled up closer. 'You smell nice,' he said.

'You're just lucky I took a shower yesterday.'

'Nah – I like how smell. Like you. I don't even know how to describe it.' Gerard laughed at that. 'I'm serious. It's just enough to put me in a good mood.'

'I'm glad then. I'll stop showering now.'

'No –' Frank went back to his arms, nuzzling his neck, not letting go. 'Can we stay like this?'

'Absolutely.'

Gerard didn't want to mention that he was getting hard just by having Frank on top of him, but he knew he'd notice at some point.

'Is that what I think it is?' Frank asked, just like Gerard predicted. And then looked down at Gee's pants, and proceeded to laugh.

'I know – it's pathetic.'

'No – it's actually hot.'

Gerard gave him a look. He wanted to have sex, yes. He wanted Frank to fuck him. But he was already freaking out, and he wanted to be prepared. 'Frank –,' he said, visibly gulping.

'I know. And I'm not trying to pressure you. In fact, I'm enjoying where we are. Cute dates, cuddling, waking up together. All of it.' Gerard smiled, giving him a look. 'I'm serious. My relationships are usually not like that, so this is new. And I like it. I like that I can talk to you whenever I have something in my mind, and that you take care of me when I was feeling shit. And that despite you never had a boyfriend, you still managed to be the best one ever.'

'But I still want to –'

'I know. But I don't want to pressure you, okay?'

'How do you know when it's time?'