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Experimentation	By : Trisa3d Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4342 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Experimentation
- 1
I know I posted this once before but AFF took all my stories down because I forgot to lie on the part about whether I was 18 or not. Currently I actually am so no worries now. On that note, Happy Birthday to me!

Alright I took me about three months to actually finish this, so as such my moods changed from the different times I sat down to write this. Basically the story is bipolar, and kinda long winded. But I’ve always hated it when authors get really good ideas for fics and then when it comes down to the sex scenes, they completely skimp on the details. Anyways, on with it!

Warnings: Slash, Incest, Bondage, Slight Sadism

Parings: Gerard/Frank; Gerard/Mikey; Frank/Mikey; Gerard/Mikey/Frank; Two mentions of Bert/Quinn of The Used

Disclaimer: If any of them where anything like this I’d be forced to hunt them all down.

Experimentation
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I trailed my teeth trailed down the side expanse of his neck, grazing over his jugular before I roughly bit down on it. A deep moan traveled through him. I liked it. Grabbing hold of his hips seated oh-so conveniently in my lap, I began to grind upwards into him continuing to attack his neck. He groaned in pleasure, turning his head to the side trying to catch my mouth. Being in the particularly merciful mood I was in, I connected my lips to his.

I quickly realized his throat had been unacceptably silent for a whole two seconds. I removed one hand from his hips and placed it on the front of his, ahem, peaking jeans and rubbed against the material in an attempt to elicit more lovely sounds. I did. An almost pleading moan erupted from him and I couldn’t help but smile against his mouth.

“Helloooooooo! Strait men in the room here!” Pulling reluctantly away from Frank, not missing the whimper, I looked up to see Ray with his hand placed thoroughly over his eyes and a disturbed seeming Bob staring at the ceiling.

“You know last I checked this was my tour bus too,” I said very annoyed. You try having to pull away from a hot and damn near desperate guitarist sitting in your lap and see how cheerful you sound.

Obviously convinced that the sight of an aroused male would scald him, Ray kept his hand over his eyes and ranted, “Hey, it’s great that you and Frankie can have fulfilling and noisy man-love every night. But would you at least be considerate and realize that there are three more people on this bus who don’t enjoy the display?!”

I rolled my eyes and was about to comment about someone’s snoring being far more audible than anything I caused when Frank caught my ear. “Better make that two,” he whispered. I gave him a questioning look before he made contact with my eyes and darted them to the end of the couch we were sitting on, well I was anyways. Following his gaze to Mikey, who was sitting on the floor back resting against the couch, I realized his gaze was intently staring at the TV while his face looked slightly colored not exactly by disgust. His legs also seemed almost uncomfortably tightly crossed. I quickly replaced the planning smirk on my face with a mischievous grin and stood up causing my lap candy to do so too.

“Well then I guess I’ll do the courteous thing and move my fun to my bunk for some of that noisy man-love,” I said before grabbing Frankie’s wrist and pulling him to the bunk room.

Two simultaneous voices then rang out, “Aw, God, no!”

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“That’s it! I’m going to the Used buses,” Bob said as he stood up and walked to the door, “You guys coming?”

“Hells, yes!” Ray exclaimed before standing up and walking the door ,and then turned around to yell, “Bert and Quinn might be together, but at least they know how to act in public!”

I heard my brother’s voice then ring out from the back, “Oh, we know how to act in public, we just choose to put on a show instead!”

“Yeah, well your show gets two big thumbs down!” Ray replied, making the corresponding gesture, despite of course the fact that Gerard couldn’t see it.

“Really?! Cause it usually gets Frankie one big one shoved right up his-”

“Forget it!” Ray screamed, quickly running out the door.

Bob laughed slightly before turning to me, “You’re not gonna stay here are you?” Fuck. I’d been hoping he’d forgotten about me, cause there was no way in hell I was going to stand up and show him my… situation.

“Um, you know,” I began, thinking rapidly for some excuse before remembering the movie we’d been watching, “I’m really getting into this. I wanna see the ending.” In truth I couldn’t remember for the life of me what the movie was or what it was about, and it was at least halfway through.

He gave me a look and said, “You sure? Cause those guys do get pretty loud.”

“Gee didn’t exactly get this way over night and I grew up with him. Trust me, I’m used to it,” I lied, well almost.

“Well, if you‘re sure,” Bob said still not sounding convinced before a long and loud moan in our other guitarist‘s voice sounded from the back. “God speed,” he saluted me before making a quick exit. I sighed and let my head fall back onto the couch cushions, slowly spreading my knees.

I looked down to the tent in my jeans, I swore it was mocking me. ‘I’m not supposed to feel this way about guys, especially my brother of all people!’ I berated myself, but I really couldn’t help it. I just remember imagining it was me in Gerard’s lap instead of Frank. Me he was deliberately tormenting, rubbing his erection against my ass as his hand ran teasingly over my clothed cock.

I slapped my hand over my mouth, realizing I’d let out a groan. My eyes fearfully watched the entranceway from the bunk room for any sign either of them had heard me.

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I pulled myself from my little ravine of bliss when I heard a barely audible sound of pleasure from the front room. “Did you hear that?” I asked looking to the owner of the bunk.

He pulled his head from my neck to my ear and whispered hotly, “Yes. Yes, I did,” before biting down on the skin above my gage. God, he loved seeing me writhe under him just a little too much.

“So what should we do about it?” I asked trying hard to keep my voice low.

He pulled away, hovering over me, and held my gaze for a bit before saying, “I think we should give him a bit more to work with.” He never broke eye contact as his hand dove into my unzipped pants and under my boxers.

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“Oh, God! Gerard!” When I heard the aroused scream echo from the back I first felt relief that they must have not heard me, the second thing I felt was the sudden throb in my pants. I bit my lip and reached my hands up to hold the sides of my head, anything to get my mind off the two incredibly attractive men doing who knows what about 15 feet from me. Argh, Stop fantasizing about it! Even if there wasn’t any blood relation involved, what in the world made me think that either of them would ever be interested in a myopic beanpole?

I was dragged from my thoughts when another scream came from the back. “Oh, yes! Right there! Plea- Auhhhhhhh!” By now my breathing was coming faster and my arousal was painfully hard. Dammit! I couldn’t stand this much longer, and there was no way I was going to go outside like this.

With a defeated sigh I ran my hand roughly over my crotch, biting hard on my lip to prevent any more noises. Even though Gerard was one to take his time I was going to be quick so I could get the hell outta here. I unzipped my pants and reached inside grabbing myself at the exact same moment Frank cried out, “Uhn! Please Gerard,… don’t… stop!” I couldn’t really help the high-pitched whimper that sounded through my teeth. The careless hand job I was giving myself caused my skin to get very sweaty and hot, and therefore uncomfortable.

“Fucking shirt,” I grumbled removing it quickly and tossing it to the side. My hand slipped back into my undone pants as I absently stroked my chest, my eyes closing. By now they were probably fucking each other senseless and that visual sent my hand into a frenzied pace. I unknowingly started to pinch my nipples causing more slightly loud whimpers to fall from my mouth through my bit lip.

“You seem to really be enjoying the movie, Michael.” My eyes shot open at Gerard’s voice directly in my ear. He was naked and leaning over the back of the couch to smirk down at me.

I felt my face get unbelievably warm as I tried to think of something, anything, to say. “Ger-,” I started only to be cut off by his finger pressed to my lips.

He then looked to a spot in front of me, not knowing what else to do, I followed his eyes. A naked Frank sat on his knees between mine barely six inches from me, the lustful look he was giving me caused my erection to twitch in my stilled hand. He smiled as he grabbed my wrists, pulling them away from me to the floor at my sides. Keeping a hold of my wrists, he leaned forward and began sucking at the nipple my hand had been attending to. I gasped at the contrast between his hot mouth and the cold ring. Closing my eyes, I let my head fall backwards onto the couch again. I felt Gerard’s lips attach to mine in a heated kiss that I moaned into, still not quite sure what was happening to me.

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I felt my blood heat up at the deep moan he released in my mouth, allowing my tongue to delve deeper. I felt his tongue tentatively touch mine uncertainly, so I allowed a pleasured sigh to try to convince him to continue. It worked. He rubbed his to mine and snaked it slightly into my mouth, not bad for a first time.

Suddenly, his body jolted and a loud muffled moan rumbled through his, and circumstantially my, throat. I pulled away and looked to Frankie who at that point was lapping at his abdomen while his hand rubbed Mikey through those offending jeans. Normally, I found those jeans to be deliciously tight and revealing, but at this point they were an obstruction that had no place in this situation. “This isn’t gonna go any further unless those pants are gone, Mikey,” I said as though I were speaking to a child, looking down at him.

He nodded enthusiastically for a second before sitting up slightly and pushed his pants and boxers down, eventually kicking them off. Left in nothing but his socks, he went to remove those too when Frank grabbed Mikey’s ankle and ran his tongue from the inside of his knee all the way up to the thigh. “Frankie,” he sighed out. Frank, in turn, raised to eyelevel with Mikey, smiled, and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him into a kiss. I walked around the couch and kneeled down on the floor to get a better view.

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He must have just been a natural kisser, cause there was no other way to explain the incredible way his tongue danced with mine. I had never seen him with too many girls, he was just too shy, and certainly no boys. I guess this explains his huge female fan following, word must have gotten out. I was quickly reminded that Mikey’s lungs weren’t in top condition when he gasped for breath as I pulled away. Gonna have to keep a mental note on that: Hide Mikey’s cigarettes.

I felt my head be turned to the side by a cold hand on my chin. Meeting Gerard’s face I saw him wink the eye that Mikey couldn’t see and move towards me. Understanding, but trying not to smile too much, I met him halfway in an openmouthed kiss. Through the kiss I made sure to show a few more flashes of tongue than entirely necessary, but I didn’t have to worry about faking any moans when I felt Gerard’s hand snake down my body and cup my sac, massaging it slightly. Taking advantage of the moans making my mouth open wider, Gerard practically raped my mouth, the way I liked it. That explained it, it was in the genes.

Abruptly, the invading muscle in my mouth withdrew and the hand stopped moving; I felt Gerard chuckle subtly against my lips. Pulling away and looking at Mikey, I saw what Gerard found so amusing. Mikey’s head fell forward, colored in shame, as his hand slowed to a stop but still remained wrapped around himself. Gerard let go of me entirely, much to my dismay, and moved closer to Mikey. Mikey’s hand dropped from his arousal as his face stayed permanently transfixed on the ground, that charming blush getting deeper.

“Aw, is this what you want, Mikey?” Gerard asked almost sympathetically before firmly grabbing his brother’s hardened cock, his other hand moving around to the small of his back. Mikey’s head shot backwards as he gasped, his face a beautiful portrait of lustful shock. Gerard moved closer to our bassist’s ear and seductively said, just loud enough for me to hear, “I expect an answer from you,” before moving his hand just enough for poor Mikey to whimper.

Mikey took a few deep breaths and swallowed harshly before meeting Gerard’s face and getting out, “Y-yes, please…I…I want this.”

Gerard’s smile, I think, couldn’t have gotten wider before he started to quickly and roughly stroke Mikey’s needy erection. Mikey moaned loudly as he brought his arms up and wrapped them around Gee’s shoulders and buried his face in his neck, obviously not used to this kind of pleasure. God, if you wanted to see hot, just watch one of the Way brothers writhe under the other’s ministrations.

Unable to take being left out of this any longer I crawled behind Gerard and ran my tongue from the base of his spine all the way to behind his neck, enjoying the deep exhale of air he released. The hand that had been at the small of his brother’s back was held out to me, though nothing else of him changed position. Placing my hand in his, he brought it around him and replaced his hand with mine on Mikey. I didn’t know what he had planed but I picked up where he’d left off instantaneously, listening to Mikey gasp at the change from an artist’s hands to my slightly calloused once.

Gerard lifted Mikey’s arms from his neck and got up heading somewhere for something. Not giving the naïve boy in front of me a second to think about it, I ran my tongue impulsively along the underside of the flesh in my hand. “Frankie!” he screamed shocked, snapping his head down to look at me, I merely smiled and brought my mouth to his hips.

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Why the hell did it seem to be torment Mikey day? And what the hell was Frank doing sucking on my hips? That wasn’t exactly where I wanted his mouth to be at this particular moment! None the less I noticed keeping up on my knees was starting to become strenuous in this condition, and grabbed his shoulders to help hold my balance. His hand continued to move at a ruthlessly slow pace when he lifted his face to look at me and say, “Having problems babe?”

My problems would be less severe if you’d stop fucking around and suck me off already! At least that’s what I wanted to say. What really came out was, “Mmmuh! Frankie…please!” I guess they decided to leave out in sex ed. that when your exceptionally hot, nude, band mate was on all fours in front of you, you become the epitome of a slut, being really timid never helps much either.

Keeping an innocent smile on his face, he took his hand from my erection and ran his finger in circles along the crown before asking, “Please what, Mikey?”

“Frankie can’t very well do something for you unless you say what you want,” I heard without warning in my brother’s voice to my ear for the second time that afternoon. I turned my head to see that he was on his knees like I was, very close behind me. His hands then moved to my waist to help steady me while he placed his knees between mine, further spreading me.

“So what’s it gonna be Mike?” Frank asked casually enough before sharply running his tongue over my head.

That’s it, I couldn’t stand it any longer. I quickly grabbed the sides of his head and forced that too good mouth to my length. Before I could even get him very far down Gerard seized my hands and pulled them away from his boyfriend’s short side hair. Frankie pulled off and coughed once before grabbing my wrists from Gerard’s grasp and leaning against me to move them behind myself and Gerard. I was struggling a bit, mostly from desperation, but I froze when I felt cold metal placed around my wrists and heard some clicking.

Didn’t take me a second to realize my hands were cuffed behind Gerard’s back meaning I could no more move away from him, than I could towards Frankie. Frank let go of my now bound wrists and pulled away from me. He rubbed the top of his throat a little bit before looking at me slightly disgruntled and said, “Well, that was rude.” I felt more than embarrassed, I knew what I did had been completely uncalled for, but damn it to hell if apart of me didn’t think these two were asking for it.

Giving Frank the most pleading look I could manage, which at this point I’d imagine it to be pretty good, I said, “I’m really sorry Frankie, but if you two would stop being so cruel I probably wouldn’t have been so desperate!” The smile that slowly spread across his face was very frightening given my situation, hell, it’d be scary even if I wasn’t helpless.

“Did you hear that Gerard? He thinks we’re being cruel,” Frank said to the figure I was currently trapped to.

“Well, if he’s not going be direct, I suppose that’s the closest to a request we’re going to get outta him,” I could practically hear the smile in his voice, “I never knew how kinky you were, Mikey.”

He bit down on my ear swiftly before I could protest anything; the only noise that came out of my mouth was a quick, “Ah!”

“This should be fun,” I heard my other tormenter say before he leaned over my shoulder for another passionate kiss with my brother. I watched the little fight for control, Gee winning, and began to wonder if Gerard was just going to slip away from me and fuck Frankie, leaving me to watch. I didn’t even realize I’d let out a whimper until they both glanced at me, my face becoming even hotter yet again. “Aw, I think he’s feeling left out, Gee,” Frankie said as he pulled away to sit in front of me.

“Well, I suppose we could let him in on it,” Gerard said before grabbing me at the base causing me to gasp, “I mean he’s not a bad size.”

“Of course, not as big as you,” Frank stated then abruptly flicked his index finger over the very tip, pulling another gasp from me.

I heard Gerard chuckle behind me and say, “Give him time,” before I watched Frankie’s tongue slip out of his mouth to lap once at the moisture on his finger. “Mmm, he doesn’t taste exactly terrible either,” Frankie said before licking his lips. He turned to me and asked, “What do you think, Mikey?” holding to finger to my lips, which I obediently opened.

It felt weird to taste myself, but at this point I was starved for any kind of stimulation and lavished the digit in my mouth. Drawing it back when it was clean, Frankie said to Gerard, “My, if I didn’t know any better I’d guess that wasn’t his first time sucking on a body part.” It was starting to become almost painful from how much I was being teased; I did nothing to stop a pitiable whimper sounding from my throat.

“Aw, do you think he wants us to stop?” I heard Gerard ask.

My heart dropped, if they stopped and just left me handcuffed on the floor I was positive I’d go insane. “I don’t think so, he’s enjoying this a lot more than he’s letting on,” Frank said before lowering himself to level with my crotch again. I couldn’t see anything other than Frankie’s head moving towards me, which Gerard still grasped. I tilted my head back and rested it on Gerard’s shoulder, I expected Frankie would probably lick it once or something as equally merciless.

Instead I felt a very warm heat around my cock, but no direct stimuli. Fuck, fuck, fuck! This was getting insane, I felt that hotter than an oven temperature surround my erection to my brother‘s hand, but still no contact. I tried to buck my hips, tried to get an accidental touch or something, but Gerard had one hand on my center and one on my hips. Thus crushing that idea.

Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and screamed, “God dammit, Frank! Can you please suck my fucking dick already!?”

I felt the warmth disappear, heard Frankie say, “See, was that so hard?” and felt him engulf me. My stomach jumped at the sudden contact, and I released a loud moan, but then I don’t think I had it in me to care. Gerard’s hand left my arousal and moved to my chest to stroke and pinch my nipples. I was in absolute bliss, for a while I think I forgot they were still with me. Gerard’s mouth and tongue paid special attention to my neck, I was gonna have quite the markings.

“How far do you want this to go?” I heard Gerard ask heatedly into my ear. I couldn’t believe it, after all they’d done he was still asking for my permission?

“What?” I asked mostly to confirm what I’d heard. Gerard suddenly ground into my ass, pushing me further into Frank’s mouth. I didn’t know, nor had any clue, I could make that animalistic of a moan/growl.

“Do you want your big brother’s cock in that tight virgin ass of yours?” he asked gruffly.

Only by knowing him as long as I did was I able to understand what he meant. He was not only asking for permission, but choosing his words carefully enough to make me understand what I was getting into. A warmth hinted in my chest at how much he cared for my decision even when he obviously knew what he wanted to do. “God, please,” I breathed wanting both of them to have no doubts about my choice, “Fuck me as hard as you can, Gee.”

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“Good boy,” I heard Gerard mutter at his brother’s answer; “Frank,” he then said simply. Knowing exactly what he wanted, I let Mikey slip from my mouth and dove my hand under one of the couch cushions. I found the lube quickly and brought it out showing it to Mikey, the confusion instantly draining from his now aroused features.

I looked to Gerard, silently asking how he wanted to do this, and handed it to him when he reached for it. Not wanting Mikey to be scared by the sudden lack of contact, I leaned forward and began to lap at his chest. He whimpered when I slightly bit his nipple, and whimpered again when I drew back feeling a tap on my shoulder. Grabbing the lube that Gerard was handing back, he showed me he’d only lubed two fingers. I understood quickly and went back to Mikey’s lil’ Mikey.

I loved the groan that fell from his lips and continued my work from earlier, discreetly lubing up one finger. His stomach jumped and I knew Gerard had started to push one finger in. I heard Gerard ‘shh’ Mikey trying to comfort him, I took the more direct approach and pulled back to only his head and swirled my tongue around it. He groaned again from a combination of the delight I was causing and the slight pain Gerard’s necessary preparation was initiating.

When Mikey’s sounds of discomfort changed to back to moans I balanced my weight to one hand and moved my other hand under his spread thighs and pushed my slicked finger into him, meeting Gerard’s. Mikey’s vocalizations traded directions again, and again Gerard whispered in his ear while I put more work into my mouth. Me and Gerard moved in sync in and out of his brother’s tight hole, trying to get him ready for what, we both knew from experience, would be a painful ordeal.

When Gerard slipped the third finger in and the voice above me yelped, my fist instinct was that Gerard had been too quick. When Mikey groaned, “D-do that again,” I knew what the truth of the situation was and felt Gerard push at a spot inside of him. If it would have been at all possible to smirk devilishly with a dick in your mouth, I would have before pressing harder against where Gerard’s finger was already pressed. Mikey screamed at the bliss coursing trough him and quieted abruptly; I heard Gerard growl this time.

Looking up as best I could I saw that Mikey had thrown his head against Gerard’s shoulder, turned to the side and had bitten down on his neck. If Mikey hadn’t known about Gerard’s neck biting fetish, he did now. Whether it be sudden impatience or feeling that Mikey was ready Gerard pulled out his fingers, I dutifully followed suit. Mikey’s breathing increased slightly, which I knew wasn’t good.

“Last chance to change your mind,” I heard Gerard say to Mikey. I pulled away from him, not wanting to affect his judgment.

Through his glasses he looked from me to Gerard and said breathlessly, “Gee…Frankie…there are no…no other people I trust more…than the two of you…with this or…or anything else. I-I want my first to be this way…and I know that you’ll do what it takes to make it the least……painful…you can manage.”

Gerard smiled sincerely for once in a long time and turned Mikey’s head towards him and said, “I didn’t say to get all mushy on us,” before softly kissing him. I smiled at the tenderness of the moment before physically shaking my head, when did I turn into a 15 year old girl? Gerard broke the kiss and smiled one last time before pushing his hips forward.

Mikey let out a choked gasp and bowed his head, visibly tensing at the extreme pain. Gerard looked worriedly to me, I could tell he was doing all he could to hold still and let Mikey adjust. I placed two fingers under the pained boy’s chin and brought his tear glistening eyes to mine. I smiled as warmly as I could to him and removed the bothersome frames from his face and set them aside. I cupped his chin and rubbed his cheek affectionately with my thumb before pulling close and kissing those beautiful lips.

His mouth opened to mine almost instantly, trying to find distraction in my tongue. He was still one of the better kissers I’d enjoyed, which was saying something, despite his lack of experience and even the physical turmoil that caused thin tear streaks to roll down his cheeks. He must have relaxed because I felt Gerard push further into him. Mikey whimpered but continued to stroke my tongue with his own. Gerard persistently pushed in, probably knowing that it’d be easier to adjust when he was fully in, which he was in a matter of moments.

I pulled away from Mikey as that air became very lack at the worst second.

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I was really disliking the pain Mikey had to go through, but I knew it was either this or the equivalency of having a red hot dagger shoved up your ass. But even with my baby brother suffering it was taking all my control not to fuck the daylights out of the vice grip on my cock.

Mikey tried to move a bit but jumped to some extent and yelped from the sudden bolt of discomfort. On instinct I wrapped my arms around his chest and pulled him close, trying not to move his lower half, and said comfortingly, “Don’t move. It’ll get better. I promise,” punctuating each sentence with a kiss to his neck.

“I know,” he groaned, then started to breathe deeply trying to calm himself down.

I waited patiently before he said, “Okay.” I pulled out slowly and pushed back in a little quicker, rocking in and out of him. Mikey let out small grunts of pain at each move inward, but still managed to relax making it a lot easier for the two of us. He then released a long moan and it didn’t take to long to know what Frankie was doing. After a couple seconds, Mikey said breathlessly, “You can go faster now.” I had a better idea.

Pulling out so that only my head was in, I angled mine and his hips and then slammed in, pulling his pelvis to mine. “Holy fuck!” Mikey shouted throwing his head back. I looked to his face to make sure it was pleasure that caused the reaction, and saw his eyes wide and his mouth agape, cheeks flushed.

I grinned and couldn’t resist saying, “Knew you were a kinky little bastard.”

He glared at me as best he could, I tried not to laugh, and said, “Screw you.”

“No, I think I’d rather…” I started, pulling back out, “…screw…” lined back up, “…you.” and drove roughly back in to him.

“Oh, god!” He said in a throaty voice that had me wonder if I’d have to be more careful, less have to fish out his inhaler.

“It really is flattering you think so highly of me Mikey, but do I believe you’re being quite blasphemous,” I said in my mocking tone, yet again. I really enjoyed belittling my bedmates a bit too much, at least that‘s what I’m told.

“Oh, just shut up and fuck me!” he growled out, obliviously having had enough games…for the night. I smiled, “Your wish is my command.” Cliché, I know, really.

I grabbed his shoulder and pushed him forward a bit, meaning I could hit his prostate with less preparation. I then started to thrust in and out, steadily building up momentum and a rhythm. His groans, gasps and moans became more and more urgent as I moved faster, every so often brushing that spot within him. His loud groan alerted me to the fact that Frankie was putting a lot of effort into his tongue to cock dance.

I snaked my hand down Mikey’s front and started to massage Frank’s scalp the way he enjoyed, to let him know I hadn’t entirely forgotten about him. But, fuck, how tight could someone be! Granted, I’d had a couple virgins in my lifetime but you’d almost think Mikey was pre-pubescent, hope I didn’t hurt him too badly…

“Ungh, G-Gee, I think…I-I’m,” Mikey said before I interrupted him.

“Not yet, Mikey. Don’t cum yet, umph, just a little longer.” He whimpered loudly and I almost felt bad, but I knew all too well that the more you try to hold back, the more intense it was when it finally came. Pun intended.

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Did he honestly expect me to be able to hold out longer?!

Oh, Jesus Christ, I don’t know if I could. But Gerard obviously knew something so I was going to have to try. I then looked down at Frank and instantly regretted it. The way that two-toned head bobbed back and forth, the feel of his hands on my upper legs helping him keep his balance, not to mention the sight of Gerard’s hand on the back of his skull somewhat pushing him further onto me. It was infinitely more erotic than anything I’d seen in those cheesy porn flicks.

I tilted my head back to not look any more and tugged at the handcuffs restraining my hands. I had to stop Frankie, or slow him down or something, cause there was no fucking way I was going last much longer with him doing that. I finally gave up and grabbed anything I could in some hope of stability, which just so happened to be Gerard’s ass. He moaned slightly and then started to trace his tongue around the outer shell of my ear before trying to push it in the hole.

Oh, damn. Oh, shit. Oh, fuck! I wasn’t going to last, I couldn’t! I had to, but I was so painfully hard it was almost unbearable. Suddenly, Frankie backed off my erection and I couldn’t stop the choked sob that escaped me. And then as abruptly as he’d let go of it, Frank engulfed my cock again so deeply I felt myself hit the back of his throat. Vibrations rippled through me from a song he started humming, and in my state of mind, or lack thereof, I couldn’t place it if someone held a knife to my neck.

“I- Frank, stop! I can’t- gonna- I’m sorry!” I heard someone ramble in my voice who I guess was me. But I did register my scream as the world disappeared from me in an orgasmic swirl of white stars. When the world finally came back to me I felt my brother release into me and muffle his cry against my neck. It was when I tried to turn my neck I noticed I had absolutely no strength and started to fall forward.

Frank grabbed me before I could fall enough to hurt my wrists still trapped behind Gerard. He allowed me to rest against him as he undid the cuffs. As soon as he had one done my hands fell weakly to my sides. Before he went to undo the other one I felt him lift my bare wrist and just hold it for a second. Before I could think about that more Gerard backed away and effectively slipped out of me; I whimpered at the movement on my sore skin. Frankie pulled back slightly to look at me, before smiling and kissing my wrist, which I noticed had a little blood on it from where the cuff had cut into my skin.

I smiled back and lifted my other wrist to let him undo that one, when the open cuff hanging from the done one swung and bumped lightly against Frankie’s still very prominent erection. Frankie yelped and reached down with both hands to cup himself. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” I exclaimed quickly, did I hurt him?
“No! I-It’s okay, it just hurts cause I’ve been hard for so long, you know,” He said before he palmed himself an started to pump it.

I watched frozen as he moaned and panted in front of me, and then realized that that was all I was doing. “Frank, wait,” I said, grabbing his arm and stopping him.

“What?” he asked confused and breathless. I swallowed roughly and got down on all fours in front of him. I grabbed his shaft with a shaky hand and heard him gasp above me. It was no wonder, it looked almost purple.

I licked my lips and looked up at him, well as best I could without my glasses, and asked, “You don’t mind if…”

“No, I don’t mind at all, but are you sure you want to?” he asked, though it was very obvious what he wanted my answer to be.

Instead of answering him I wrapped my lips around his head, sucking lightly. He sighed and slid a hand into my hair. I started to try and get more of him in my mouth but he was defiantly big and most likely not in the mood for amateur hour. So caution to the wind I went as far down as I could. Oops.

I pulled back and coughed roughly a couple times before breathing deeply and forcing back my gag reaction. Frank rubbed my back before asking, “You okay?”

Before I could answer I heard Gee say, “Deep throating is never a good idea for an amateur, but at least you know why Frankie was a little peeved earlier, eh?” I looked over at my brother and saw him sitting back on the couch in all his glory, enjoying the show.

“Oh, just shut up Gerard. If I recall well enough, your first blow job wasn’t exactly penthouse faggot forum worthy by your words,” Frank said back sounding a little exasperated.

Gerard, not even the slightest offended, came back with, “Agreed but 13 year olds can be for given for inexperience. If I’m not mistaken, that’s part of their appeal.”

Frankie, looking and sounding quite deadpan, said, “Like you’ve touched anyone under 17 you mendacious sl-UT!”

Having decided that they’d ignored my enough I tried taking in Frankie again, at a slower pace of course. I slid my tongue around the head as I pulled back and massaged it against the underside as I moved forward. I just kept remembering all the things I’d wanted Frank to do to me when it was vice versa. “God, Mikey,” I heard in a throaty voice above me, I guess I was doing a good job. Letting go of his hips with one hand I rubbed his balls trying to stimulate that reaction that I could still feel traces of swimming through my system.

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Where in all hell did he learn to do this this quickly?! “Unnng! Mikey, I’m gonna-,” before I could finish he started to hum around my length. Damn! Why was I always a sucker for that?! Wait, am I complaining? Before I could work out my thoughts my orgasm came crashing though me and I couldn’t help pulling at Mikey’s hair as I struggled for some control as I trashed.

When I’d finished I fell to my ass from my kneeling position. I panted for breath before registering Mikey’s coughing. When it’d calmed down he looked at me with an attractive blush covering his cheeks. It’d seemed that he hadn’t been able to swallow it all and a white track dribbled from the side of his swollen lips. He opened his mouth to say something before I grabbed his chin pulled his face towards mine. Ran my tongue along the trail up to his parted lips and shared the substance with him, as well as a heated kiss. When we parted he licked his lips before smiling at me.

“Damn that was hot! Frank I think we should break up so I can watch you and Mikey fuck all day,” Gerard said still watching from the couch.

“One, we’d have to be more than fuck buddies to begin with in order to break up,” I said as I got up on shaky legs and made my way to the couch, “And two, you are a perverted, voyeuristic, incestuous man-whore.”

I sat down next to him and threw my arm over his shoulders as he said, “You can’t blame me, it’s obviously genetic.” Before Mikey could make a response, he tried to get up only to yelp and immediately go back to his knees while whimpering. “Hurts so good, right?” Gerard said with a giggle.

“Oh just shut up, Jared.” Mikey said knowing how much Gerard hated it when people got his name wrong. I watched Gee mock-glare at his baby brother as Mikey crawled to the couch and wrapped his arms around Gerard’s waist, resting his head on his thigh. Gerard rested his head against my shoulder and we all sat in silence for a moment just enjoying the rest.

Gerard was the first to speak again saying, “Sorry Mikey.”

Mikey lifted his head to look as his brother for a second and said, “You mean for being a bit rough? That’s okay, I forgive you.”

He laid his head back down just before Gerard said, “Actually, I meant for making you miss the movie but that’s good to know too.”

I was expecting another squabble to start, but instead Mikey asked, “What was the movie about again?”
I waited a few seconds for Gee to respond when he said, “I forgot.”

I rolled my eyes and was about to give the answer but then realized, “Wait, what was it about?”

We were silent again racing to see who’d be the first to remember when the door opened and a disgruntled Ray came in muttering something about exhibitionist gay men being on a mission to convert him. When he noticed us I almost felt sorry for him. His eyes went wide and he started to point at us starting to say something again and again before another thought would push it out of the way. I was waiting for the inevitable explosion before his arm fell flat against his side and he sighed. “I’m never going to be able to sleep on this bus again, am I?” He asked dejectedly.

I felt Gerard grin alongside my shoulder and answer, “Nope.”

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