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Sinful Nature	By : druscillaryan Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I apologize for my deadness. Internet was down and my stories are all online, so I had to find other ways to entertain myself and my INO 'Waycest friend' wanted me to try a Waycest threesome, so I did two.

I was running on Gummi Bears and Coke when I wrote this, so forgive me.

Disclaimer: I don’t own them. They’d don’t fuck. Well, I’m assuming. And it makes me sad.

Oh, and if anyone has a better title, let me know, because I couldn't come up with shit.

Sinful Nature

Gerard moaned into the younger man’s mouth as a hand slipped past the waistband of the sweats he had haphazardly thrown on upon returning to the house after practice. “You’re fucking hard, Gee.”

“Hmmm?” The older man opened his eyes. “W-What are you going to do about it?”

“Oh, nothing. I thought I’d just sit here and watch you squirm.”

“Cocktease.”

The smaller man grinned and quickly ran a finger across the slit of his friend’s arousal. Gerard’s hips thrust up involuntarily and Bert cackled, removing his hand and sitting up. “I think I’ll be going now.”

Gerard sat up and gripped his friend’s shoulders, then pressed him flat on his back. “You’re such a fucking tease.”

“Oh, you know you love me.”

“Maybe I’m just using you for sex.”

“Couldn’t blame you.” Bert said, grinning. “I am pretty damn good in bed, aren’t I?”

“You’re a seven.”

“On a scale of one to seven? Aww, you’re too sweet, Ger—oh, fuck.” Bert closed his eyes and his head rolled back as Gerard continued rubbing his hand across the crotch of his friend’s pants.

“You’re damn lucky I’m not a fucking cocktease like you, aren’t you?” Bert nodded and moaned as Gerard began unzipping his pants.

Both men looked up as they heard the door open. Gerard met his brother’s widened eyes before the door shut again. “Oh fuck.”

Bert rolled his eyes and pushed Gerard off of him. “Oh, please. Like no one thinks we’re fucking? Sometimes you’re too much.” Bert redid his fly and stood up, walking toward the door.

“What the hell are you—“ Gerard shook his head at the look on his best friend’s face. “Bert, no. Come on. Just leave my brother alone, why don’t you? I’m sure it was scarring enough for him the first time.”

“Then why is he still standing outside the door?” Bert asked. “Now why don’t you go in the bathroom and make yourself pretty?”

“Bert, he’s my brother. He’s not Quinn or Frankie, you fuck.”

Once again, the younger man rolled his eyes. “A dick is a dick and your brother’s cute and you know it.”

“Bert—“

“Eyeliner, hairspray. Whatever it is you do. Go.”

Knowing he was going to regret it, Gerard turned and walked into the bathroom, locking the door.

Bert smiled and pulled open the hotel room door, putting on a concerned face. “Mikey?” Gerard’s brother was smoking a cigarette about five feet from the door. He turned, that look of shock still apparent in his hazel eyes. “You want to come in?”

“I-I didn’t mean to interrupt . . . anything.”

“Oh, whatever.” Bert walked outside and grabbed Mikey’s arm, pulling him into the house. “It’s fine. We’re not going to cut your tongue out and stone you, freak.” Bert shut the door and locked it, shrugging when Mikey looked at him.

“Where’s Gee?” Mikey asked, avoiding Bert’s eyes.

“Cold shower.” the other man teased.

Mikey flipped him off and put his cigarette out on the table. “You know I didn’t need to hear that.”

“Well, you interrupted what looked to be a good fuck, so I thought—“

“Overshare!” Mikey cried, putting his hands up as if Bert’s words were some tangible object he could block.

“Did you really not know?” Bert asked. He knew Mikey should be naked and on his back by now, but he was putting it off, more for reasons of conscience that anything else. Frankie and Quinn had been easier. For one they had sort of said something along the lines of ‘I knew it’. For another, neither of them was related to Gerard.

Mikey shrugged. “No. Maybe. I don’t know. Even if I did know, I really didn’t expect to come by and find the two of you on the living room floor. You do know why they invented beds right?”

“Sleeping?”

“Dumbass.”

Bert took a step closer to Mikey. Gerard may have been a meticulous metrosexual (was it a metrosexual if you were gay) but it didn’t take him that long to primp for sex. “Did you like it?” he asked.

“Like what?”

Bert smirked. “Did you like what you saw?”

Mikey made a face. “He’s my brother, Bert.”

“I know that. That’s not what I asked.” the other man said, taking another step toward Mikey. “I asked if you liked it.”

“N-No. That’s sick.”

“When people stutter they’re usually nervous.” Bert commented, putting a hand on Mikey’s chest. “Or they’re lying.”

“I’m not lying!” Mikey protested.

“Then why are you so nervous?”

“I’m n-not.”

“Ha!” Bert wrapped his other arm around Mikey’s neck and pulled the taller man down for a kiss. It only took a moment for Mikey’s mouth to open and for the other man to thrust his tongue into the moist cavern.

The hand on Mikey’s chest slowly trailed downward until Bert was rubbing the growing bulge in the other man’s too tight jeans. “Excited?” he asked when they had to break the kiss.

“B-But you’re dating Gerard.” Mikey murmured. His hands had come up to clutch Bert’s shoulders during the welcome assault on his lips.

“I’m fucking him.” Bert said. “We’re not dating.”

“Then why’d you stop?”

Bert grinned as he kissed Mikey again. Oh, this was going to be much easier than anticipated.

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Gerard started when there was a soft knock on the bathroom door. His shaking hands capped the eyeliner pencil and threw it back onto the sink. This wasn’t right. Fucking your brother wasn’t right. But if he didn’t want to do this, why was he hard just thinking about it?

Slowly Gerard opened the door and made his way to the bedroom where Bert’s skilled mouth was making his brother’s hips thrust upward. He almost turned around but Bert sat up and caught his eye, giving a slight shake of his head. Even more slowly, Gerard crept toward the bed his brother and Bert were occupying.

“Why do you keep stopping?” Mikey whined.

Bert nodded at Mikey, his eyes never leaving Gerard. The older man sat down on the edge of the bed before hesitantly catching his brother’s lips with his own. The younger one opened his mouth without any uneasiness. Gerard closed his eyes and tried to pretend his wasn’t kissing his brother, but it was just so . . . hot.

“Gee?” Mikey asked after the kiss broke.

Gerard turned away guiltily, glaring at Bert, who smirked. “Like kissing your brother, Mikey?”

It took a moment and a squeeze from Bert’s hand before the younger Way brother nodded. “Y-Yes.”

Bert gave an evil grin. ‘Told you’ he mouthed at his best friend. This time Gerard was quicker as he pressed his lips to his brother’s before biting the younger man’s neck and harshly sucking at the flesh.

Bert’s lips once again circled Mikey’s cock, tongue flicking across the slit before softly—teasingly—tracing his length. He would have grinned as Mikey’s hands threaded through Gerard’s hair, had his situation not prevented it.

Bert pulled away once again, causing Mikey to hiss. “Why do you keep—“

“Mikey, you want your brother to fuck you?”

Mikey nodded, crying out as his movement caused Gerard’s teeth to bite harder into his flesh. Bert crossed the room to rustle through a dresser drawer. “Gee?” Mikey murmured, quiet enough that Bert couldn’t hear him. “Don’t hurt me.”

Bert returned to the bed and pulled Gerard away from Mikey by the arm, quickly helping the older man strip away the remainder of his clothes. “I’m fucking you while you fuck him.”

Brotherly concern replaced brotherly lust momentarily. “H-He’s never—“

“Which is why you’re doing it.” Bert whispered back. “He trusts you.”

Gerard nodded and walked back toward the bed, grabbing a pillow and slipping under Mikey’s lower back before pressing his legs up until they were bent at the knee. He let Bert apply the lubrication to his fingers before he ran some of the excess liquid across Mikey’s opening. “This might hurt a little bit.” he told his brother before he started slowly pressing a finger inside his brother, gradually working his digit past the tight ring of muscles.

Mikey winced a little bit, but didn’t cry out until Gerard slowly slipped a second finger inside him. “Fuck.” he hissed, biting his bottom lip fiercely.

“Mikey?”

“Keep going.” the younger boy said through gritted teeth.

“If you want to stop—“

“I said ‘keep going’.” Mikey said, jaw clenched. “So keep fucking going.”

Bert grinned as he watched the scene. Who would have ever guessed Mikey could be so dominant as a bottom? He should have had Mikey fuck Gerard. He shrugged inwardly. There was always next time.

Gerard pressed his second finger in and then started ‘scissoring’ them as Bert called it. The older man suppressed a moan as he felt Bert’s lubricated hand coating his length.

Gerard removed his fingers. “Mikey, I’m going t-to start now, ‘kay?”

“Just do it fast?”

“Mikey . . .”

“God dammit, Gerard. Stop being such a fucking wuss and just do it!” Mikey snapped, crying out as his brother pushed in to the hilt. “Oh fuck.” He paled his cheekbones contorted. Even though his eyes were still covered by the blindfold, Gerard could tell he was squeezing them as tightly shut as possible.

Bert leaned forward, concerned. ‘Did you tear him’ he mouthed to Gerard who looked like he might pass out.

“Mikey?”

“G-Go slower.” the younger boy managed to gasp. “But keep going.”

Bert prepared Gerard while the older man continued to slowly thrust inside his brother. As always, he was glad people didn’t discover that he fucked Gerard at too frequent of intervals. This position always seemed like a really bad porn movie.

Bert softly kissed Gerard’s neck before slowly pressing inside of his best friend who stopped moving for a second, relaxing quickly around Bert’s length.

“Gee?” Mikey asked in an almost panicked voice.

“Right here.” Gerard said, shaking his head softly to clear it before moving again inside his brother. He cried out softly as Bert thrust inside him. “Oh fuck.” he murmured.

“Y-You can go faster now.” Mikey said quietly. Gerard didn’t hesitate this time, just murmured an ‘okay’ before increasing his speed. Bert snickered softly before increasing his speed in Gerard to a much quicker pace than Mikey was experiencing.

He watched Gerard’s pale hand circle Mikey’s cock before he began to pump his brother in time to his thrusts. Mikey moaned and Bert saw his hands gripping at the sheets as he struggled with himself. “Make him come.” Bert whispered in Gerard’s ear.

Gerard’s hand and hips increased speed concurrently. Mikey tightened around Gerard’s cock before he erupted into his brother’s hand, screaming Gerard’s name.

The older brother had barely wiped his hand on the comforter before one quick thrust from Bert forced him to shove one more time into his brother, gasping as he shot streams of warm liquid inside Mikey. He managed to choke out a strangled ‘fuck’ before he pulled out of his brother.

Bert grinned and pulled out of his best friend gently tugging the spent man onto the floor and shoving into him once again. “I hate not being able to see your face when I fuck you.” he said.

Gerard nodded in a drunken manner as Bert continued to thrust into him mercilessly. It only took a moment before Gerard felt Bert come inside of him. When Bert pulled out of him, Gerard kissed his best friend’s lips softly before hazily walking toward the bed and untying the blindfold around his brother’s eyes.

Mikey stared up at Gerard and smiled tiredly. “W-Was it wrong for me to love every second of that?”

“Oh, probably.” Bert said, coming up behind Gerard and resting his chin on the other man’s shoulder. “But doing the right thing all the time makes for a very boring existence.” He kissed Gerard on the cheek. “I’m going to shower, babe.”

After Bert had left the room, Mikey reached up and touched Gerard’s cheek. “He lied, didn’t he, when he said you two weren’t dating?”

Gerard smiled. “It’s not official.” he said. “But I love him and he loves me. I don’t think Bert would like the hassle of being a boyfriend. So we just have sex and live together and don’t cheat.” He shrugged. “Same thing, just without the name.”

“So what you just did isn’t cheating?” Mikey teased.

“It’s not cheating if they let you, silly.” Gerard said, leaning forward to kiss his brother’s forehead.

“D-Do you think he’ll ‘let you’ again?”

Gerard grinned. “I’m sure I can talk him around. God, you really are a slut, aren’t you?”

“It’s genetic.” Mikey shot back. “And you’re whipped.”

“Yeah.” Gerard agreed. “But the sex more than makes up for it.”

---FINISHED---

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