Book Of Stuff

We Started With Sketches

"Why'd you turn?" Gerard asked.

Frank's shoulders shrugged.

Gerard grabbed Frank's hip and turned him back over, so he wasn't hiding anymore.

"Don't hide yourself...you're perfect."

Frank almost melted to this but was stopped when Gerard's hand wrapped around his length and started stroking. Frank moaned loudly, and Gerard licked his lips.

"God, Frank. You're so hot."

Gerard's hand kept pumping and his thumb rubbed the head, making Frank squirm at the good feeling. He could tell he was about to cum, but he was embarrassed. He didn't want Gerard to think he was bad, but he didn't was to surprise him.

"Gee..."

"Huh?"

"I'm gonna cum."

"No you wont."

Gerard's hand slowed until it stopped, and he pulled it back. This left Frank a bit upset.

"Gee! Why'd you stop?"

He turned his head to look at Gerard, a bit of questioning and sadness in his eyes.

Gerard just pecked Frank's lips and he reached over to a bottle of lube.

The need to cum took over Frank and he started to stroke himself. Not even a second after Frank started, Gerard grabbed his hand and held it.

"No, don't do that. I wanna make you cum. That's why I'm here, right?"

Frank gave a small, embarrassed smile and mumbled a little, "Right,".

"Hey," Gerard swiped his hand through Frank's black hair "It's okay. Nothing to be ashamed of. I know I stopped when you were about to cum, so it must be hard that you didn't. Just wait, I'll fix it soon."

Mischievous expressions floated across both their faces and Gerard popped open the lube and poured some on his fingers.

Gerard got closer to Frank-but still stood up, kissed the inside of his thigh-making Frank whimper-, and placed on finger on the tight muscle.

"This might hurt."

Frank bit his lip and nodded, a weak smile covering the nervousness on his face.

"We can always stop if you want to, okay?" Gerard said, with a loving tone in his voice.

Gerard pushed in one finger an Frank hissed at the new sensation.

"Do you want to stop?"

"Never." Frank stated.

Smiling a bit, Gerard twisted his finger around, loosening Frank. He added a second finger, and Frank took in a big breath. Gerard's fingers moved around inside Frank until-

"Ahh!"

They found Frank's prostate. Frank shuttered as Gerard touched it again. A third finger slipped in and they hooked and scissored around, but Frank didn't care. It didn't hurt as much now.

Gerard pulled out his fingers and grabbed the lube again, pouring a generous amount on his hand and slathering his erection in it. He climbed onto the bed and leaned down to kiss Frank's lips and he went in. He swallowed the cry Frank made and swiped his hand through Frank's hair again. The next thrust was shaky, because Gerard was trying not to go too fast and Frank was trying to stay quiet. They locked eyes and Gerard thrust again, making Frank turn his head. Gerard picked up pace, and started going at a rhythm. Pleasure weighed out the pain for Frank.