Gerard's POV

Frank told me to take off my jacket and shoes and then sorta hung up on me. I knew he was in the house, but I didn't exactly know where. I think he had some kind of mood lighting thing going on, because the lights were dimmer and there was a trail of rose petals leading down the hall to his bedroom. Once my jacket and shoes were removed, I decided to follow the trail of petals. I didn't know if that's what Frank had intended for me to do, but I did it anyway.

Once I got to his bedroom, I walked inside. The roof light was dimmed just like the living room hand been. Although the room was more lit up than the living room because of the candles sitting on the window sill. Before anyone assumes that the candles were the first thing I looked at because I'm such a fire-fucker, I would like to point out that this was not the case. There was one thing which immediately caught my attention. He was laying on his bed completely naked. There was a huge grin on his face and a nice boner between his legs. He'd changed his bedding for the occasion and the sheets were red satin. There were rose petals everywhere. On the floor around the bed. On the bed, on the pillows. Something tells me Frank had fun today throwing the rose petals everywhere.

"You found me," he said seductively. My eyes couldn't leave Frank. He was gorgeous. It was so cute that he'd gone to all this trouble. At the same time, I was frozen on the spot. I was so nervous. I was about to lose my main virginity to his guy. I just hoped that I did everything correct and didn't hurt him to much. I had to remember to prep him correctly and where to aim so that I could give him heaps of pleasure. I had to--

"What's wrong Gee? Why're you standing there? The party is over here," Frank purred. Yes, purred.

Slowly, I walked over to the bed. Frank stretched his arms out and pulled me on top of him. His lips immediately found mine and our actions slowed. Our breathing labored and Frank's hands roamed my body as he began to unbutton my shirt. He pulled his lips away from me as he tried to undo the buttons.

"So, you didn't answer what's wrong," he spoke up, panting, his fingers still slipping the buttons back through their button holes.

"Just nerves. It's ok," I truthfully replied. Frank stopped what he was doing and hugged me.

"We'll go slow, ok? I promise that I won't rush you anymore. You can go at your own pace. And if you're not sure of something or need some help, I'm gonna be in this with you. So I want you to ask me. Ok?" he promised. I nodded, smiling weakly. Frank went back to undoing the buttons of my shirt as I moved slightly so that I was straddling him instead of awkwardly being on top of him.

Once the buttons were undone, Frank pushed my shirt off my shoulders as I moved inwards and attached my lips once again to his. Frank managed to get my shirt off as he discarded it on the floor. His hands roamed my torso as mine roamed his. This was totally different compared to how my ex-boyfriend used to treat me. He would pull all my clothes off, tell me to get on my hands and knees and slapped my ass as he entered me, pain shooting through my whole body. But with Frank, it was so gentle. So loving. It was like he wanted me to feel just as good as he felt. He wanted me to feel loved. He wanted to show me how much I meant to him.

I ran my hands over Frank's pectoral muscles, feeling his nipples harden. His chest arched up towards me, forcing my hands to press further into his chest. He moaned as he did so. It turned me on immensely. His hands went down to my pants and began to undo them, first undoing my belt and pulling it off completely. Dropping it to the floor, his hands immediately went for the button and zip on my pants. I pulled my lips away from his as I got up off the bed and pulled off my jeans. I was about to hop back up on the bed when Frank stretched his arms and pulled my boxers down so that now I was completely naked.

Adrenaline ran through my veins as I got back up on the bed. Frank flexibly spread his legs wide and laid down on the pillows. I laid on top of him in between his legs as I let my lips touch his once again. As Frank and I made out, his hips bucked up to meet mine, making me groan in pleasure. He pulled away from me as I moved back and knelt between his legs, grabbing a condom and a tube of lube which was on the bed. Frank sat up so that he was closer to me and began to leave butterfly kisses along my jaw, neck and shoulders while I was busy rolling on the condom and lubing it up. I'd done that plenty of times. Try being a horny male teenager when you were younger. I'd practice putting on condoms all the time, hoping that one day I would be able to do more than just put the condom on. And today was that day. Thank god I'd had heaps of practice.

"How's the easiest way to do this?" I asked Frank, who immediately laid down, kept his legs spread wide and bent his knees. He then lifted his body up so that I had easy access to his entrance. I began to prep him, being generous with the lube as I let one finger enter him.

"Mmm" he said, leaning into my finger, wanting it to go deeper. I moved the finger in and out of him a few times before adding a second finger. I knew that he didn't need too much prepping, but I was gonna prep him properly anyway. That way there was less pain for him and more fun. I continued to prep him, adding a third finger and stretching him. Once I was satisfied that he had been prepped enough, I decided to enter him.

I moved my hands to his hips as I slowly moved to enter him. I slowly pressed my tip into him, waiting for him to groan in pain. It never came.

"Gerard, my skin is like rubber, it stretches. I don't feel any pain," he told me, gently moving his hands to my ass and forcing me completely inside of him, making him softly moan.

"Does that mean I didn't need to prep you?" I asked him.

"Prepping is always good, because it stretches my skin. It means that I don't have to stretch as much when the time arrives," he explained. I nodded. "You're not a virgin anymore," he spoke, grinning. I grinned back at him as I moved and laid down on him once again so that my lips could find his. Instead of the usual tender passionate kiss, Frank and I shared a sloppy, hard, lust filled kiss as I slowly began to move in and out.

"Gerard you going snail pace is not helping either of us. Go faster," he boldly ordered as I sped up.With every thrust, I changed my angling ever so slightly.

"Oh fuck" Frank moaned out, indicating that I'd hit that sweet spot inside of him. I rolled us so that he was on top of me, straddling me. He got the point and began to ride me as I put my hands on his hips and thrust up at him, hitting his prostate almost every time.

"Holy shit!" I suddenly exclaimed. Frank had clenched his super strong muscles around my cock as he was riding me. It felt amazing.

I looked up and saw Frank smirking.

"Told ya I could apply heaps of pressure," he said nonchalantly in between his rigid breaths. I decided to do something about his smugness. I knew I wouldn't last too long with him slamming down on me with such speed and strength. So I grabbed his cock and began to pump him.

"FUCK fuck FUCK!" he exclaimed as I kept up his super fast riding pace. God, I wasn't gonna be able to hold it much longer. I could feel the fire burning intensely in my stomach. I knew my release was imminent. But apparently Frank's was even more urgent.

"Oh god. Oh Gerard. I'm fucking coming!" he announced as ropes shot out of his tip, all over the place. I couldn't catch his load even if I'd tried. It landed all over our stomachs as I couldn't help but release inside of him. My moans echoed around the room just as Frank's had. I felt kinda sorry for the people who lived in the apartments with common walls to his bedroom. But at least they got some free porn audio.

As Frank and I finished riding out our orgasms, Frank pulled off of me and collapsed, but not before he licked my stomach clean of his cum. Once he'd done that, I returned the favor, tasting his seed. I tiredly looked up at Frank, whose eyes were half closed, a huge dopey smile on his face.

"I love you," he breathed. I leaned over his face and slammed my lips into his.

"I love you too," I replied.

We both stood up 5 minutes later and turned out the lights and blew out the candles. We then got under the satin bed covers and held one another. There were rose petals everywhere, stuck to our sweaty bodies, entangled in our hair. But we didn't care. We had just made love for the first time ever. And I knew that this relationship was gonna be something special.

Date: 2015-02-28; view: 461