Frank's POV

I was sitting in Gerard's lap butt naked. Hell yeah, I was slightly embarrassed, but it was my house and if I wanted to walk around in it naked, no one was gonna stop me. Besides, Gerard had already seen me jerk off and had seen my naked body the other day at his house. And this just might be the thing to get him to be with me.

"Frank, what're you doing?" Gerard asked me as my hand came up and wrapped itself around my cock.

"Well, you're hard, so I figured I'd join you so that you don't feel alone with your hardness," I decided.

"God, this is torture," he muttered under his breath.

"Well, you know where abouts the bathroom is. And you know where your dildo is, so go and jerk off," I suggested, trying not to giggle.

"No," he said.

"Fine, well I might just try to get a bit more comfortable here," I said, moving around in his lap a little, my ass constantly rubbing against his cock before I went back to getting myself hard.

"Oh god," he moaned softly in barely a whisper, trying to look up at the ceiling like he was trying to avoid looking at my rapidly hardening cock. I then decided to walk over to my DVD cabinet and pull out some porn. I didn't give a flying fuck if we were only friends. Looking for the porn in my cabinet proved difficult, so I had to bend down to look at it, showing him my bare, very un-virgin ass in the process. I quickly looked around and caught Gerard palming himself through his pants. I smirked as I went back to hunting for the porn. Finally finding the DVD I was looking for, I quickly pulled the disk out before Gerard got a glimpse of the cover. I put the disk in and let it start up. Gerard saw what we were watching as I sat back in his lap.

"No. We are not watching this," he expressed.

"Oh yes we are. You said yourself, we're not together. And since we're not together, we're not getting any action. So I'm giving us something to at least get our hands to give us some action," I told him, pressing play on the DVD. Then I remembered his dildo and hurried off to the bedroom to retrieve it along with some condoms and lube. Bringing it out to the living room, where Gerard was sitting on the couch, his arms crossed over his chest, his cock propped upwards as the guys on screen were getting ready to fuck. As I walked past him, he looked at me and at my cock. I saw him do so. My eyes are flexible, you know.

I sat down beside him, ignoring him at first as I rolled a condom onto his dildo and lubed it up.

"I should probably ask you if I'm allowed to use this," I voiced to him, looking over at him and placing my hand on his thigh, making him flinch slightly, as I heard his breath hitch in his throat. I began to massage him, looking at him with an innocent facial expression as I awaited his answer.

"Sure," he said, standing up and walking out of the room.

"Gerard, where're you going?" I called out to him.

"To cool off. Don't worry, I'm not gonna be jerking off in your bedroom," he called back. I decided to let him be. He was probably very uncomfortable.

So anyway, back to the dildo. I slowly inserted it inside of me and got used to the feeling. It aroused me even more knowing that this had been inside Gerard. At super speed I pumped myself while pushing the dildo in and out of me, constantly hitting my prostate dead on. I paid no attention to the TV and the porn at all. I let my eyes close as I jerked off, picturing that Gerard's cock was inside of me.

I was getting pretty close to the edge when I heard something drop onto the wooden floorboards. Looking around, I noticed there was a rope of cum on the floor. And it wasn't mine, so it must've been...

"Gerard, show yourself!" I demanded. I heard the sound of a zipper before Gerard appeared, his pants all zipped up.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"You fucking jerked off when you said you weren't gonna!" I said, slightly annoyed.

"Actually I said I wasn't gonna jerk off in your room. But uh... the porn... was totally awesome," he said.

"You were so jerking off to me," I said. "Don't deny it. And now I'm hard and painful," I said, pouting.

"Well, keep going. I'm not gonna stop you," he said, sitting down and staring at me, an amused expression dancing across his lips. Suddenly I felt a little self conscious. I know, right? I sit on the floor naked, my flexible legs spread wide, a dildo up my ass, my hand on my cock, while the guy I love is invisibly jerking off to me, but only now do I get embarrassed. I decided that this was the end of my jerking off. I removed the dildo and cleaned it before returning it to Gerard and pulling my clothes back on.

"Why'd you stop?" he asked me as I did my belt up.

"Because. I was no longer in the mood. Now make sure you clean your cum off the floor. If I walk in it, you will be up shit creek," I warned him. He nodded and went to find a paper towel. God, I just wish he could love me back.

Date: 2015-02-28; view: 476