With Gerard's lips entangled with mine, I shoved him against the wall, getting a noise out of him. I started to unbutton his shirt, causing horrible pulses from my groin area, begging me to fuck him. Gerard started getting too excited, rushing the process. I removed his shirt and placed my hands on his chest, getting a sound from him. I slid my hands down his bare chest, thinking things I shouldn't be, but I was anyway. I unzipped his jeans, using my left hand and with my right, I shoved it down his pants, grasping onto my prize. He squealed, breaking this kiss. He made a face contorted in pleasure.
I picked him up and threw him onto the bed. I yanked his pants off, fucking glad to see this much of him. Clothes were a burden when it came to Gerard. I climbed on top of him, hunger growling beneath my belt. I threw off my shirt and Gerard touched my chest, groaning with delight. He unzipped my pants with one hand and I maneuvered them off of me. I could see him eye my crotch and I kissed him hard, rolling off of him so I could get easy access to what I wanted.
I slid my hand in his boxers, tracing his v line and then going in. I wrapped my hands against him and he grabbed onto my hair, moaning loudly. I broke the kiss, removed his boxers, and placed him inside my mouth.
He was so loud.
He gripped so tight onto my hair as I pleased him. I bobbed up and down, even trying the whole 'lick the tip' thing that I heard did wonders. I was right. He gripped tighter breathing heavily.
"Ah, F-Frank..." He moaned.
His body jerked and I could tell he was about to hit his climax. I pulled away, Gerard gasping. I smiled, the taste of pre cum in my mouth.
I remembered that I set a thing of lube by the bed before we left for our date. I grabbed it and lathered that shit on my dick. Gerard watched me, hungrily. I asked him to get into position and prepped him gently. He said he was fine after the second finger and that I could go straight in.
"My brave boy," I said, plunging in.
He screamed. I wasn't expecting that. At first I thought I was hurting him, but he told me to keep going. To push faster. Harder. I did as told, and eventually found myself filled head to toe with overwhelming heat. I shuddered, hitting places within Gerard that made me moan oh so loudly with intense pleasure. I hit his prostate and he screamed yet again. And then bam- he came. He made noises you'd have to hear to describe. After a few more thrusts, I hit my climax, growling as I came. I grasped tightly onto Gerard's hips, most likely leaving marks. When I caught my breath, I pulled out.
I kissed him gently, tired from what we had just done. He smiled and I beamed, "Frank,"
"Gerard,"
He cupped my cheek, "Woah,"
I laughed, "Woah."
He kissed me gently yet again. I could tell he was tired and sweaty and all of the above. I broke away, adrenaline still pumping, "I love you, Gerard. So much."
"I love you to the stars and back." He replied, kissing my nose.
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It All Started With Women's Rights -Frerard-
FanfictionMr. Way, age 27, is a creative writing teacher. Frank Iero, age 18, is his favorite student. Frank is bullied repeatedly, and though it really doesn't bother him that much anymore, who but Mr. Way would be his protector and only friend? Things get c...