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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