Thursday, February 23, 2006

   waycest !!!
warning this is another form of gay porn, if u haven't noticed this is my new fetish so if u can't handle it then i suggest u stop reading!!!!
~ Gerard’s POV ~

It had been almost two weeks since I had really started flirting with him. He hasn’t seemed to notice yet. Ever since he and I were teenagers, I knew there was something different about us. We were always close. Too close.
People would always say to us, “I have never seen two brothers get along so well!”
And it’s true. We almost never fought; he’s always been my best friend. I never get sick of him. I had gotten really depressed when he moved out, when he wasn’t always there. I was always jealous of his boyfriends or girlfriends. Not that he had had as many as me…
Well, when I got a little older (and wiser?), I finally started realizing how close we really were, and I finally started thinking that maybe, just maybe, I might have something, some feeling, for him that went way beyond brotherly love. At first, I thought I was sick and disgusting for thinking it, especially about my baby brother! I tried to banish those thoughts from my head.
But the booze and drugs soon weren’t enough to keep the thoughts at bay. Neither were any other lovers. I began to think that my feelings, though unspoken, were somehow hurting my brother. So I upped the dosage. No luck. It only made my mind rot quicker, until it all came to a screeching halt that day in Japan. I almost died. And never have I seen his face so wrought with pain. I had to stop. For him. And for me. I did so with great success, I’m proud to say.
After that incident, I realized nothing could change the way I feel about him. So I did what I should have done years ago; I accepted them as a part of me. I still kept them to myself--until as of late.
Then, I thought of how Mikey was always a sweetheart to me, so I figured, exactly two weeks ago, that I would start majorly flirting with him. I mean I always kinda have, but now it was just obvious. At least, I thought it was. Maybe he did notice, but choose to ignore me. Fine. Whatever.
Still, I’m gonna keep it up, until he confronts me. Then hell shall rise.


I yawned and got up from my bed, where I had been lounging thinking about Sweet Michael. (I love calling him that!) I stretched and made my way to the ‘kitchen’ area of the bus. Frank was sitting neatly with his legs tucked under him, eating some sort of vegan food, at least I think. Whatever it was, it did not look good to me.
“Yo, Frankfurter,” I said.
He grunts in response. I searched the fridge and settled on a box of pizza, which read “Mikey.” There were four pieces. I took two, and placed the box back in the fridge. I ate them cold.
“Ew. Use the damn microwave, Gerard. You’re lucky Mikey ain’t home to see that. He’d whine”
I smiled, “One: I like it cold. Two: where is the little bugger?”
Frank finished his ‘food,’ and rolled his eyes, “Where else?”
I stared.
“Sushi run.”
“Ah. Just checkin’ up on ’im.”
Frank gave me an odd look and shrugged. I went back to my bunk slightly disappointed.

I woke up a few hours later to Mikey poking my head.
“Eh.” I replied.
“Geraaard,” he whined.
“What, Mikey?”
“Did you eat my pizza?”
I nod
“Piggy. And I’m bored. Everyone else in gone…” He sat on my bed. “Whaddya wanna do?”
“You.” I smiled. Like I said, it’s obvious.
“I dunno.”
He didn’t get it?!
I decided to try again, “I wanna do you.” I smiled, winked and stuck my tongue out.
“Gerard! I’m serious. Stop being an ass.” So I attempted to smack his.
“Hey! Bad brother.” He tapped my nose with his finger. I smiled and started tickling him. Soon I had him on his back. It was almost like a dream come true, Mikey underneath me on my bed….oh, the possibilities!
I started to get a little hard thinking about it, but it wasn’t that conspicuous, so I figured he wouldn’t notice.
I kept tickling him until he yelled, “Mercy!” As was our custom. I then sat on his waist, one leg on each side of him. I smiled. He tried to catch his breath. Mind you, he’ll always yell ‘mercy’ before his asthma bothers him, and I can tell when he’s going to have an attack anyway.
“Meanie.” He said to me.
“You are too cute,” I looked him in the eyes. He crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue. I licked it. He squeaked.
“Did you just lick my tongue, Gerard?”
“Yep. Can’t resist ya,” I smiled. I wondered if he knew I wasn’t kidding….
“Gerard….”
“Hmm?”
“Your snake is gonna bite me.” I gave him a questionable look. He pointed to my crotch. It was obvious now, my mind was ripe with thoughts of Mikey sex, and it had begun to show elsewhere….
I laughed nervously. “Ha ha how…how’d that happen? Heh…”
“Gerard…what you thinking about, you perv?”
Here it goes, the moment of truth, “You.”
“Me?”
“Yeah, you.”
“Why me? I’m your brother…”
Oh, sweet rejection…he’s gonna hate my sick ass…
“Well,” I decided to pour my heart out to him. He deserved to know. “Ever since we were young, we were always too close, y’know? And you’re always there for me, and we hardly ever fought and we were always best friends, and…and…” I sighed, “and I love you.”
“I love you, too, Gerard.”
I smiled a little. “I’m in love with you.” There. It was said. He finally knew my big secret.
Mikey smiled and put his hands to my face. He pulled my head down and pushed his lips into mine. It shocked me; I really wasn’t expecting that response. But I soon gathered myself and put my hands in his hair. I opened my lips a bit to allow his tongue entrance. Soon our tongues were crashing against each other. I have never experienced a better kiss in my life. The feeling of his arms around me, his hands rubbing my back, was enough to get me fully aroused. Usually, it takes more to get me like that, but not with him. He’s perfect.
But eventually we had to come up for air. We smiled at each other. He pulled me close and hugged me tight, he kissed my neck and I moaned softly as he gave me a hickey. When he was finished, I looked at him and scrunched my nose at him.
“Bunny face,” he whispered.
I laughed a little and kissed his neck, making sure I gave him a matching mark, while I was kissing his neck, I put my hands up his shirt and played with his nipples. He was moaning softly and called my name. I know for a fact, that right then, I was the happiest, luckiest man on the planet.
I then removed his burdensome Anthrax shirt and kissed one of his nipples while rubbing the other. His moans were a bit louder, and it was beautiful. I started kissing the other nipple while working on his belt. I had never hated belts so much before. At that moment, I felt a pull on my pants and I realized he was working on my pants, too, which makes me completely elated, as if I wasn’t already.
Once I got the belt undone, I kissed his stomach and moved to get his pants off. He did the same to mine as well as my shirt. His face was blushed and his body perfect. He was hard by now as well. I smiled and kissed his lips again.
When we ended the kiss, he said, “I’ve never seen you so happy before.”
“That’s because I love you, and I can finally show you how much I love you,” I put my hand to his face, “And I’ve never been happier than I am right now.” As sappy as it sounds, it was true.
“Okay, Gerard…” Mikey smiled. I figured that was a little hint at me to continue, so I went down and licked the tip of his dick. He moaned loudly. I continued to tease his head with my tongue, before taking his length in my mouth. He was moaning loudly and calling my name. He put his hand in my hair, and he raised his hips to give me better access. I sucked him and licked the tip. He kept trying to push himself further in my mouth. So I ended up deep-throating him, until he came, screaming my name. I swallowed everything, and licked the tip.
Mikey hugged me, whispering, “Oh, God, Gerard…” multiple times. I kissed his lips and he smiled. But I wasn’t done yet. I went back down and licked his balls and the area between them and his entrance. This made him moan even louder, raising his hips to meet my mouth. I then stuck my tongue inside him. He screamed with pleasure. I probed his entrance with my tongue for a little bit before removing my tongue and inserting a finger.
“Oh, Gerard!” Mikey screamed. He started moaning and whispering, “Oh, God” repeatedly. I inserted another finger and another. He was tight. I wondered how long it had been for him, and I hoped that I wouldn’t hurt him. I coated my free hand with saliva and rubbed it onto my erection. I removed my fingers and looked at Mikey.
“Ready?” He nodded. I grabbed his waist and pulled him up to meet me. I positioned myself at his entrance. He and I were staring into each other’s eyes. I smiled and pushed myself inside of him.
He called out my name, and moaned loudly as I thrust in and out. I deliberately went gentle on him. I didn’t want him to bled. Once both of us were more comfortable with this new position, I began trying to find his good spots, the places inside of him, that when I found them would make him scream in pleasure. I wanted him to enjoy this as much as I was.
Soon, I found what I was looking for and he screamed, “Right there!” just to confirm. I continued hitting that spot and searching for more. When I did find another, his body shook with orgasm. I held my self back, as I had been for a little while, because I knew I could make him cum more than once. I resolved to do so before I let myself go.
He didn’t seem to mind, and it didn’t take long for him to get hard again, now that I knew where to aim for. I began stroking him in rhythm with the other things I was doing to him. He arched his back, moaning loudly, asking for more. I was getting close, but I held back until I felt he was ready to cum. Sure enough, he came in my hand at the same time I came inside of him. We screamed each other’s name.
I pulled out of him, and he lay panting underneath me. I licked my hand and the rest of the mess he had made. He watched me do this as he caught his breath. Then he pulled me down next to him and cuddled me.
“Mikey, I love you so much...”
“I know; I love you, too.”
“That was wonderful Mikey; you’re so amazing.”
“Me?” He giggled, “You’re the one who was doing all the work!”
We both laughed and he said, “I really liked it, Gerard, you made me feel so good…” He smiled, “Sorry, that sounded corny…”
I laughed, “Not at all, babe.”
He smiled and cuddled into me. He was tired as was I. Before I drifted off into the most peaceful sleep of my life, I knew this is what happiness is. This is what it feels like to be in love. And I had never been so totally and completely glad to be alive. I knew that night I fell asleep with the biggest grin on my face.
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Tuesday, February 21, 2006

   Howdy Ho
happy president's day everyone!
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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

   kinky gay porn!
FOR THOSE OF U WHO LIKED THE OTHER ONE THERE'S MORE WHERE THAT CAME FROM! ^^

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Frankie, happy birthday to you." we all sang, placing a large cake, decorated with orange frosting and exactly 24 candy bats in front of Frank.

He had a huge grin on his face. One that no one but Frank could pull off without looking stupid.

"make a fucking wish, and blow those fucking candles!" Bert cheered loudly. Frank nodded, and closed his eyes, an adorable look of concentration on his face. He opened them again, and blew out all 24 candles.

Everyone cheered, but no one cheered as loud as me. Frank and I had been dating for a year now. Exactly one year ago, on this very day, Frank asked me to be his boyfriend. He always would say that I was the best birthday gift he ever got, but I would just shake my head and kiss his cheek lovingly.

It was only a matter of seconds before half the cake was cut up, and being shoved into the owner's mouths. Frank was eating his in the most sloppy way he could manage, taking care to get the frosting to cover half of his face. I have to admit, it looked pretty damn cute. Almost as cute as his Halloween costume. Yup, Frankie's birthday was on Halloween, and it was a tradition that every year, everyone had to come to his little party in costume. Frank had chosen to be a princess that year. He wore a plastic tiara with fake diamonds on it, and had a feathery pink boa wrapped around his neck. I was dressed as a vampire...my same costume choice for every year.

Everyone was laughing and having good, fun conversation while eating, until Frank shouted, "Hurry the fuck up and eat! Presents!"

After everyone was finished with their cake, they moved onto the presents. Every year they followed the same rutine as well. Cake, presents, then trick-or-treating, and this year would be no different. Among Frank's gifts were many CDs, an autographed Bouncing Souls poster, and a joking pair of handcuffs from myself (a kinky wink included).

We weren't even done with the presents before Frank grew impatient, and informed everyone that he'd bite them all if he didn't get out for trick-or-treating in the next five minutes. So we all left, I mean, Frank bites hard...

We went door-to-door as usual and soon Frank and I split off from the rest. Surprisingly, the fact that men in their 20's were trick-or-treating didn't surprise their neighbors at all. They were by far used to them stopping at their doors, begging for candy.

"Trick or motherfucking treat!" Frank yelled as an elderly woman opened her door with a decorated bowl of candy. The woman gave him a stern look before handing him a few pieces, putting some in my bag as well. Frank ran off the porch and skipped to the next house, while I mumbled my apologies to the woman.

We went to a few more houses (and by few, I mean around 35), before Frank started whining that he was tired and wanted to go home. We said goodbye to the other guys, and after a few more 'happy birthdays' from them all, we went home.

"Ugh, all I want to do is just watch some horror movies and eat the rest of that cake." Frank said, dropping his bag of candy on the kitchen table.

I nodded in agreement, and grabbed the plate that still had half of the cake on it, and followed Frank into the living room. We sat down on the couch and curled up against each other, flipping the channels to find a scary movie.

We were stuck with watching a lame edited version of The Legend Of Sleepy Hallow on ABC Family, but quickly grew bored with it. Frank began playing with my hair, and was soon placing kisses along my neck. I smiled and moaned softly at the feeling. Then he started to crawl ontop of me, pulling off my shirt in the process.

His mouth crashed into mine, and his tongue immediately began probing the entrance of my mouth, begging for entrance. Our tongues wrestled against each other, as we moaned and sighed softly into each other's mouths. Frank started to peel his own shirt off, revealing his creamy chest, covered in colorful tattoos.

He licked the shell of my ear, "Do you know what I wished for when I blew out the candles Gerard?" he asked, his voice laised with lust. I shook my head, panting slightly, the sound of his voice already getting me hard, "I wished for you to be naked on this couch, covered in my birthday cake, moaning beneath me."

I moaned at these words. God, does this man EVER think of anything OTHER than me and sex? It didn't matter though, all that really did was that i wanted this man's cock up my ass as soon as humanly possible.

He began rubbing me through my jeans while slowly sucking and biting down my neck and chest. He started unbuckling my belt, and pulled my pants down along with my boxers. He brought his lips back to my ear.

"You're so goddamn hot when you're naked." he whispered, before undoing his own pants, sticking his hand into his boxers to stroke himself, letting out a low moan.

I grabbed his arm, and pulled it away from his pants, "No way are you going to be doing that yourself on your birthday."

I replaced his hand with my own, rubbing his slit with the pad of my thumb, getting encouraging moans from his mouth.

"Stop." he gasped.

"Why?" I asked, a frown appearing on my face.

"I want you to be inside of me." he said, pulling my hand away. I grinned before sliding his pants and boxers down his slender legs, leaving him naked above me. Our bodies were so different. It was quite interesting to look at actually...his skin was covered in bright tattoos, while mine was just milky white.

Frank suddenly started laughing a bit.

"What?" I asked him.

He got that trademark devilish grin of his, before pinning both of my arms above my head. He reached down onto the floor and picked up the handcuffs I had given him only hours ago as a present. He put them on my wrists and chained me to the arm of the couch.

I thought that'd be all, but then he reached for the cake on the table. He smirked before taking a handful of the sweet desert, and smeared it on my chest. I shivered slightly. It felt kinda gross, and had a cold sticky feeling, but I didn't say anything...Frank looked too excited for me to object to this.

He crawled up my body, making sure to not disturb the frosting on my torso, and in a soft, whisper-like voice he sang, "Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me..." He reached my placed a soft, wet kiss on my mouth, before trailing his tongue down my neck. His tongue moved down my chest, gathering up the orange frosting in his mouth. His teeth latched onto my nipple, bitting a sucking lightly, causing me to moan.

I was so turned on it wasn't even funny. Every moan he'd make as he licked the frosting off of my chest made my cock twitch with anticipation. God, I wanted his mouth around me. As if he read my mind, his mouth began traveling lower, until he was only inches from my throbbing erection. He looked up at me, with those gorgeous hazel eyes, before smiling, then without warning he took all of me into his mouth at once, licking of the frosting he placed on my erection only minutes ago. I moaned loudly, and began struggling in the cuffs. I wanted to touch him, I wanted to push his head onto me.

He began humming, sending vibrations through my cock, almost sending me over the edge.

"Oh god, Frank...I'm so close." I moaned. He pulled away and grinned devilishly.

I whined.

He smiled before crawling up my body again. He gave me another lazy kiss with a lot of tongue, letting me taste the frosting. He smiled again (which seems to be his favorite thing to do this evening).

"I need your cock up my ass right now, Gerard Way." he said, his eyes clouded with lust and want...no...need.

He allinged my erection with his opening, and slowly slid his body down, left over frosting and saliva making the perfect lube. We both moaned at the same time. I never got tired of how it felt to be inside him. How warm, and tight he was...He adjusted himself slightly, then began moving up and down, slowly.

He started moving quicker, and I thrust my hips up to meet him. We were both moaning like crazy, and he began raking his nails down my chest, giving me a hot burning sensation. His hand snaked its way down his chest and wrapped itself around his erection. He pumped himself in time with his thrusts, moaning loudly. He started going down harder, and deeper, until I hit his prostate. I couldn't hold on any longer, I came deep inside of him. He screamed my name, and only seconds later he came on my torso and collapsed on my stick chest. Our bodies shined with sweat in the flashing light of the TV.

He grabbed the key and unlocked my wrists. I wrapped my arms around him, enterwinding my legs with his own. My breathing slowed down to it's normal right, and I sighed in contentment. Frank nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck.

"Happy birthday, Frankie." I said softly into his ear, as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Wednesday, February 8, 2006

   gay porn
(Franks POV)

I had never loved anyone since him, touched or kissed anyone the way I did to him. I couldn't, it makes me feel horrid inside, just thinking about him being inside of me, as one, makes me sick.

I can't even look at you straight, Gee... I love you but I can't tell you that. I can never tell you, things will only get out of hand.

You knew what had happened, when he broke my heart, when... Chris broke my heart. And you saw it happen, you helped me and let me live with you until I moved in with Mikey. But I still can't tell you how I feel about you; it has to be this way, for us.

I saw you changing last night, in the bathroom, I saw you without the make-up and black clothing and scary facial expressions, I only saw Gerard humming in the mirror as he put on a clean red and black shirt and you saw me. You gave me a happy big fan smile that you show off in all those fan pictures you take.

Gee, I love ya, more than life and death. I love you so much and you'll never know how much. I want you, and nothing can change it, I want to scream that I love you from the top of the mountains and tell everyone we're in love. But for now this is reality and I have to live with it.

Chapter 2: Why can't you tell me?

(Gee's POV)

We had yet another long road trip. Mikey was driving this time, he was screaming out the words to 'Black Dahlia' like it was the end of the world. Then a familiar song swept over the waves...'American Psycho' I looked back at Frank, this was his favorite song, but he wasn't singing, or being himself for that matter.

Something was wrong, and I can tell. I think Frank knows I love him. I've had these feelings for a while, and I think Frank knows. I'm scared. I have to tell him tonight, over dinner. Perfect, dinner.

"Hey, Frank," I exclaim as I turn to my head to look at him " Want to go out for dinner, just you and me? So we can discuss your new song Idea?" I always go out to dinner with only 1 person at a time, so that I can speak to them alone and everyone knows that.

"Yeah, I guess" Frank looked at me with a smile, a smile I've never seen him give anyone. "I have a feeling that this one will be good" and then I turned back around and looked at him through the mirror again, but this time he looked back.

That night was awesome, Frank and I were sitting down eating and he grabbed my hand. That's when I knew I had to say it "Frank, I... I think I love you" Frank dropped his fork but didn't let go of my hand. "Gee, I love you too." I looked into his eyes and for the first time I saw how gorgeous he really was. "Frank..." he put his hand over my mouth, then leaned in and kissed me.

We went to my place hands still connected for the restaurant, I unlocked my door and stepped in, as did he. I looked at him, and closed the door. He took a seat on my couch and I plopped down next to him and our lips found each other once more.

Chapter 3: My Exotic Romance

(Franks POV)

We made out passionately, until the clock chime scared us. Then he went over my room and opened the door. He threw off his shirt and looked at me, I knew what he wanted. I took my shirt off and walked over to the bed.

I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him long and hard. He rolled us over so he was on top and then make his way down my neck leaving hard kisses and soft bites down it. It felt so damn good. I loved it, every minute of it.

I felt Gee moving down, down my chest, playing with my nipples, and then my belly button. I felt him slide off my pants and then slowly shifted off my boxers. Then I felt him enclose his mouth around my cock.

I felt like I was in heaven, I felt like screaming. The sensation was unbearable, I couldn't stand it, I grabbed the sheets and called out "Gee" but he kept going. "I'm Cumming" I exclaimed, but Gee kept going "Gee...." I exclaimed as I came in his mouth and he swallowed it all.

He looked at me at then he came up to me, licking his lips, then he kissed me. I tasted the salty taste that I had given him. It tasted so good. Then I did exactly what he had done to me earlier and went to his neck. Then I did everything he did, I sucked him the way he did me, until he came. Then I licked it all up off of him and kissed him back.

He moaned and stuck a finger in his mouth, and he stuck it in me. I moaned as he added another finger. Then he said, "Bend over" and I did right as he stuck his huge cock in my ass, with out his fingers.

I moaned as he pushed in me slowly, at first, then going faster and faster. I tried to meet his thrusts the best I could, but I was being lost in sensation. His fingers intertwined with mine as I moaned, this was pure passion, and I could feel it.

I'd had gay sex before, but it was a new sensation, having a guy inside of you. Now I know why girls like it so much. My eyes were rolling into the back of my head and Gee was grunting and groaning loudly. I wanted it to be this way, forever. Then Gee came.

We fell on the bed, curled up together, hands still tangled together. And everything in our worlds seemed to be one. I turned in his arms and looked in his eyes, I kissed him once more before we went to sleep.

Gee and I are together now, and life seems to go on the same. It's all thanks to Chris, and one night when we were in the back seat Gee had his head on my shoulder, I looked up at a star and whispered "Thank you, Chris" and Gee asked me what I had said and I responded "Nothing" and we dozed off to sleep.
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Tuesday, February 7, 2006

   shoot me just shoot me!
i am so mad and sad at the same time. im mad cuz i lead travie on, i made him think that i liked him even though i don't really and so he's all made @ me which i can't blame him. i feel so bad! i just want to die
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Saturday, February 4, 2006

   Anti Valentines Day!
Okay so it's Febuary. We all know that on Feb. 14th is Valentines Day, Yea! yeah right it's the most hyporcritcal, stupidest,dumbass holiday ever! yeah i got it all planned out i'm going to bring a bunch of candy for me and the rest of my single friends, buy some black roses, and wear my less than 3 heart shirt.anyways today we had a rally, of course i didn't go. it's just a bunch of mindless idiots screaming their heads off. No instead all of my friends hung out in the tri and Jon-o played the gutiar, oh and me, bob, and tesla all had wild toe sex. (don't ask)
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Sunday, January 29, 2006

   hey you, yeah you
guess what? it's my b-day!!!!
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Tuesday, January 17, 2006

   worse day ever
i hope whoever it is who is trying to ruian my life is satisfied. my reason 4 saying this is as if my life isn't already all fucked up, u know not having a home, money, and a life. ( i've already complained about all that shit!!!)THE WORSE THING EVER HAPPENS. ~K~ there was a rumor that Indi was going to move, apparently that wasn't a rumor. HE'S GONE. nooooooooooo!!!!!! :(
;_; when i got home i locked my self in the room and cried and made a tatto of a broken heart on my hand between my rist and thumb, yeah that little area. the pain felt so good as i watch my blood drip. now im all depressed!!!!!!!! (agian)
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Monday, January 16, 2006

   Brokeback Moutain
aka the gay cowboy movie. yes, but they're not hicks in real life. y would hicks be gay they're homophobics? anywho speecking of hicks i hate this hick-town because they're not showing it here probably cuz all those damn hicks protested aginst it! i really want 2 c it, that jake dude from bubbleboy is fucken sexy, and gay. plus there's a gay scean in the movie. THAT'S FUCKEN SEXY!! if ur city has that movie in theaters go fucken c it!!!!!!!!!!! and i hate u!!!!!!!!
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Saturday, January 14, 2006

   emo
im so sad and depressed cuz it's taking 4ever to find a place to move and i hate this town and my life!!!!
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