I Can't Look At You Anymore

****MIKEY'S POV****

He had refused my advances and in just a towel no less! All day that's all I could think, he had refused me and walked out.
I paced my room, mom wouldn't let me go out, I knew she wouldn't. He had been gone for two hours now and I was impatient. How could he just walk out on me?
I waited all day and when he didn't come home, I called Frank. Good old Frankie, I could always rely on him.
I rushed to grab the phone then headed back to my room. I undressed behind the closed door then sat at the edge of my bed. I placed the phone next to me then took my already swelling cock in my hands.
I thought of all the things I was going to do to Gerard when I got my hands on him.
It didn't take me long to get hard, so I picked up the cordless and dialed his number. It was ringing.
Come on, come on...
"Hello?"
"Hi, it's me, Mikey, Is Frank home?" His mom, not the one I expected to answer.
"Yes, hang on a moment." I heard her call out to him, I began stroking myself as I heard hip take the phone.
"Hello?" I heard him ask.
"I've been waiting all day for you, I'm really hard Frankie, I want to know what you've been doing because I'm stroking myself ad it feels really good." I allowed my voice to growl across the line.
I heard Frank close the door to his room, he was breathing heavily, I knew how to affect him, I always got what I wanted.
"Mikey, I...Oh god, I love you but...Mmmm, look, I, I just can't..I just can't see you anymore, please, don't call me and don't talk to me at school, okay?"
My hand stopped stroking. I knew he didn't want to stop seeing me.
"What do you mean? Don't you like what we have?"
"I do, look, I just can't anymore. Don't make it hard.
"But Frankie, It already is...C'mon, you know you..."
"Bye Mikey." I heard the click on the end of the line.
DAMN
I threw the phone across the room.
What the hell was going on?! First Gerard and now Frank. What the hell was I going to do now?
I looked down at my throbbing, aching cock.
Time for payback Gee, but first...

Mom and Dad had been invited to some dinner thing with their friends, Gerard and I had been invited too but I'd rather be left here alone with Gerard.
I waited and watched, It got late and no one was home. I lay back on my bed and listened, with the house so quiet I would hear when he got home, I could wait it out.
I looked around my room until my eyes rested on the pills Frank had given to me, to calm me down.
I remembered what he had said, about taking more than two, leaving him as good as unconscious except without the sleep side of it.
I walked over to the packet and took them into Gerard's room. On the dresser was already two aspirin, I took them with me leaving behind Franks pills.
Aspirin for your hang-over dear brother?
Around three I fell asleep, I never heard my parents come home, later I found out they never did.
Around nine I heard the front door and I knew it was Gerard.
"Where were you?" I shot at him from my bedroom door. He pulled a pained expression, he was indeed hung-over.
"Look Mikey, I'm not up for your crap. I didn't sleep well so I'm going to bed once I take a couple of aspirin."
"Fine." I said turning on my heel and closing my door.
It was only a matter of time now.