Frank’s POV
We were at a party, when Gerard thought it would be a good idea to fuck with me.
He was sitting a couch with me on his lap at our friend Pete’s house for some party he wanted to throw. He moved his hand from my waist to my lower thigh. I thought nothing of it and kept on talking to Ryan, Brendon’s boyfriend.
“I’m gonna go get a drink” Ryan said before walking over of the living room and towards the kitchen.
I looked over at Gerard who was talking to his brother, Mikey. I felt Gerard trail his hand higher up on my leg. He kept talking to his brother acting like he wasn’t doing a thing.
What he was doing wouldn’t have mattered, if he wouldn’t have gotten me hard before we left and did nothing about it. But I just got rid of the fucking boner I had.
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“Jesus fucking christ” I mumbled and following him out.
I leaned over to his ear and whispered in his ear.“What are you doing, Gee”
He turned to me his hand moving back down my thigh. “Nothing, why is there a problem, Frankie”
“No” I said as I laid my head on his shoulder, and he started talking to Pete who sat down between Mikey and Gerard.
His hand went back up my thigh, But no one noticed most people were too drunk to care.
I hated the fact that I was still horny from him just leaving me earlier. His hand was turning me on more than it should be. It was probably just the fact that I needed fucked.
He brushed his hand over my dick through my jeans, and that was all I needed before I got hard. I whispered in his ear again “Gerard, Stop.”
“What’s wrong,” He said either he was playing dumb or he really didn’t know the effect he was currently having on me.
“Your fucking hand that’s what’s wrong” I said and he looked like he knew what I was talking about. He wrapped his arms back around my waist trying to cover up my problem.
“Don’t worry Frankie” He said “We’re leaving soon”
--1 Hour
We were at a party, when Gerard thought it would be a good idea to fuck with me.
He was sitting a couch with me on his lap at our friend Pete’s house for some party he wanted to throw. He moved his hand from my waist to my lower thigh. I thought nothing of it and kept on talking to Ryan, Brendon’s boyfriend.
“I’m gonna go get a drink” Ryan said before walking over of the living room and towards the kitchen.
I looked over at Gerard who was talking to his brother, Mikey. I felt Gerard trail his hand higher up on my leg. He kept talking to his brother acting like he wasn’t doing a thing.
What he was doing wouldn’t have mattered, if he wouldn’t have gotten me hard before we left and did nothing about it. But I just got rid of the fucking boner I had.
I …show more content…
“Jesus fucking christ” I mumbled and following him out.
I leaned over to his ear and whispered in his ear.“What are you doing, Gee”
He turned to me his hand moving back down my thigh. “Nothing, why is there a problem, Frankie”
“No” I said as I laid my head on his shoulder, and he started talking to Pete who sat down between Mikey and Gerard.
His hand went back up my thigh, But no one noticed most people were too drunk to care.
I hated the fact that I was still horny from him just leaving me earlier. His hand was turning me on more than it should be. It was probably just the fact that I needed fucked.
He brushed his hand over my dick through my jeans, and that was all I needed before I got hard. I whispered in his ear again “Gerard, Stop.”
“What’s wrong,” He said either he was playing dumb or he really didn’t know the effect he was currently having on me.
“Your fucking hand that’s what’s wrong” I said and he looked like he knew what I was talking about. He wrapped his arms back around my waist trying to cover up my problem.
“Don’t worry Frankie” He said “We’re leaving soon”
--1 Hour