Delinquent [12/24]
Delinquent [12/24] by all_tattooed
Frank/Gerard [NC-17 - language, violence, crime, mentions of drugs & alcohol, sex ...etc.]
RPS. Don't know. Don't own. No harm intended.
~3229 words.
Summary: When Frank goes to Juvy, his counselor reforms him in a questionable manner.
Thanks to skelterellax for beta'ing. xo
Dedications: unicorn_biscuit
Con-Crit welcome. Comments are nice.
Chapter 11
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Chapter 12
To say Frank wasn’t shocked by this new information he had on Gerard would have been an understatement to say the least. There wasn’t a single part of him that had expected the burst of ironic news he had just received at all. Meeting Mikey was nice, and getting along with him was easy as hell, so the entire time he and Gerard had been talking together with him, revealing more than once major part of his counselor’s life at once, Frank wasn’t thinking too in depth about the sort of life Gerard must have led before the two of them met. It had never occurred to Frank that Gerard was anything more than ‘a man doing his job’, even if that man was doing his job in the strangest of ways, he had never wondered of his counselor’s life outside of the Juvenile center nor had he ever tried to imagine the ways in which he grew up. To Frank, Gerard was just Gerard, and up until now, that was the way he liked it.
After a near silent car trip filled with sly grins and grabby hands, Frank was now sat on a black plush couch in the over sized living room that was Mikey’s apartment, situated six stories above the streets of Manhattan. His fingertips brushed playfully over the suede on Mikey’s cushions, watching the material turn from darker to lighter shades and back again while he waited for Gerard to come out of the bathroom so they could do nothing at all, really.
Thinking about it, a part of Frank didn’t want to know anything else about Gerard that he didn’t already. From a young age Frank had portrayed people the way he wanted to portray people, he didn’t like spending a lot of time ‘getting to know’ someone, if he didn’t like them from the get go then he simply had no interest, and thanks to growing up in a house with vacant parents, that had become his biggest downfall. While his father was too busy sweet talking brain-dead customers into buying the shittiest car for the most amount of money, and his mother, too busy still maturing herself to notice that her son hardly even needed the scrap of care she managed to give out anymore, Frank had grown up with the feeling that it wasn’t necessary to know the people you’re close to. There was only one person Frank knew everything about and that was Jeph, anyone else; they’d be lucky to have him remember their last name. Gerard however, was more than proving himself worthy of a place in the teen’s memories forever. Besides the fact that never had Frank been with a man before; instantly making him someone who will never be forgotten, never had he felt about anyone the way he did Gerard.
Frank never knew what he wanted, never had goals or even the ability to make them for himself, he was happy just fucking around with Jeph. The two of them had spent their days rebelling against both the law and common morals with a subconscious hope that one day the people they needed the most would finally notice them. In their eyes, it was a way of simply saying ‘fuck you’, but really, it was a dull cry for help. Now it seemed, Gerard was giving him something to want, a friend who isn’t in jail, a sense of responsibility, and the strength to stand on his own two feet without the fear of falling.
He wanted to know Gerard. He wanted to read him from the inside-out until it hurt too much handle, even if it meant causing trouble at Juvy to get more session times, he was willing, because right now, there was nothing Frank wanted, save for Gerard.
The older man came strolling out of the bathroom, his wet hands becoming dry as he rubbed them down the front of his pants, a devious smirk playing on his lips and his black dress shirt unbuttoned at the chest. Frank’s fingers stopped gliding on the pillow in his lap, instead they simply twitched a little at the sight as he blatantly stared at his counselor who was leaned against the wall and hoped he would bend forward just a bit more so he could see further down his shirt. His eyes started to glaze over and he was rather happy just staying like that until he went blind, though it seemed Gerard quickly became confused as his smirk faltered and he asked the boy, “What?”
Frank blinked a couple of times, a tear rolling down his cheek and landing on his knuckles before his throat was moist enough for him to answer. “I want you.” He said plainly, still not taking his eyes off the man.
Gerard cocked an eyebrow at him briefly before letting out a short breath, biting his lip and glancing over at the coffee table with hope that the task he had given himself of counting the number of remote controls Mikey had would distract Frank from noticing him blush. It wasn’t in Gerard’s nature to become coy after receiving a compliment, being sweet-talked to, most of the time actually made him laugh, but Frank’s words were so blunt and unashamed, like those three words were everything to him at that very moment, so for Gerard it wasn’t what Frank had said, it was the fact that he said it.
After getting over the fact that Frank had once again left him speechless, Gerard’s eyes travelled back to the teen and his smirk returned more devious than before. Slowly he paced his way toward the lounge in a sickly seductive manner, his demeanor could have definitely been passed off as a joke, but he knew Frank would eat it up straight away, and if Frank was going to be blunt then he certainly wanted to hear more of it.
“What do you want, Frankie?” He asked, loosening the buttons further down his shirt.
Frank smiled at his counselor eagerly, half rolling his eyes as his tongue flicked around in his mouth and he shifted across on the couch as to be closer to the man approaching him. “You” He mouthed as he got to his knees, slightly sinking in the soft cushions below.
Gerard scrunched his nose, hair falling in front of his face as he looked down at himself to find the next button on his shirt that needed undoing. “Do you want to touch me?” He whispered, eye-fucking the boy in front of him and letting his hand travel over his crotch.
Frank’s eyes followed his counselor’s hand tastefully as he mumbled, “Actually, I’m quite happy watching you touch yourself.”
Gerard smirked again, rubbing his hand over his crotch a few more times before letting it slip inside his jeans. A breath filled with curses hitched in Frank’s throat as he continued to watch his counselor get himself hard, and if he had to spill, Frank had decided right then that without a doubt Gerard was the hottest thing he had ever fucking seen. He wanted to just watch, sit back and let the man give him a show, but the temptation was too much. He wanted his own hands on Gerard. He wanted to be the one causing his jaw to hang slack and provoke all the dirty words out of his mouth that he was pining to hear. And with that, like a bullet had shot through his veins, Frank’s hand wrapped around the back of Gerard’s neck and he crashed their lips together forcefully.
Gerard’s hand was instantly ripped out from his pants as he was suddenly pulled close against Frank. Their tongues collided, tasting that this kiss was the first of its kind, heavy breaths and empty murmurs escaping the corners of both their open mouths. As Frank’s fingers curled out from the ends of Gerard’s hair, his kisses fell low, travelling over his counselor’s chin and along his jaw with his hands scraping down the now shirtless man’s back. Gerard’s head fell back as Frank continued to kiss, lick and suck further and further down his chest, his hands tangled in the teen’s hair to keep him from falling back onto the couch.
Just as Frank’s tongue reached Gerard’s belly button his hand began to rub over his crotch, earning a prolonged ‘fuck’ from the older man. He smirked as he moved off the lounge and Gerard took the moment as an opportunity to begin removing the teen’s hoodie and shirt, pausing for a second afterward to observe all the tattoos Frank sported, this being the first time he had ever seen any of them.
He let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes as if he were trying to imagine the way Frank looked, even though the boy was right there in front of him. The situation was almost a little too overwhelming for Gerard, mostly because he had never predicted the endless sneaky flirting between himself and Frank would ever amount to anything. Every session he had pushed the things he really wanted to say to Frank to the back of his mind and for the most part, that was where they stayed, but if Frank only knew the things Gerard wanted to do to him, he would more than likely be coming on the spot.
Gerard’s eyes opened back onto Frank to find that he was already half way through the process of removing his pants. He waited until he had kicked them off to another part of the room before he pulled the teen towards him by his hands and crashed their mouths together again as their fingers inter-locked with one another’s.
“Frankie?” Gerard breathed against the boy’s mouth, their hands separating as he moved back toward the lounge and fell softly onto it, pulling Frank down with him.
“Mmm?” Frank murmured, the tail end of it falling into a quite moan as he grinded over Gerard’s crotch.
Gerard pushed his head down into the cushions, his hands gripping tightly on Frank’s ass, rolling the boy’s hips over his own once more. “I want you to fuck me.”
Frank’s tongue stopped gliding midway across Gerard’s bottom lip and his body stilled, though by this time his pulse was threatening to burst his veins. He moved his mouth off Gerard’s, lifted himself on his hands and stared blankly at the man below him for lack of a better response. Gerard simply stared back at the teen whilst attempting to blow his fringe out of his face and as if he were trying to be sneaky about it, slowly began undoing his pants. Frank smirked and lifted himself further off his counselor to make the man’s job a little easier before stepping off the lounge completely and walking away into the bathroom.
The apartment was silent for a moment. Gerard lay rather confused on the couch looking towards the bathroom door, waiting for Frank to come back out. He didn’t, and quickly Gerard started to think that maybe he’d pushed the teen a little too far too soon.
“Frank?” He called, sitting up and still staring at the open door. He got no answer. “Frankie? Are you, I did-” Right then the shower started running and grinning Frank poked his head around the door frame and motioned for Gerard to come over to him before he disappeared again.
Gerard looked around the room for no particular reason before shrugging to himself, getting up from the lounge and walking into the bathroom. His concerns of Frank being a put-off at all by his forwardness were soon dismissed as he noticed what was left of the boy’s clothing in a pile on the floor. He smiled, instantly opening the glass door and stepping inside the oversized shower.
“I seriously thought I freaked you out then.” He near mumbled, watching the water dripping from Frank’s chin and gliding down his chest.
Frank didn’t even register. With a hand instantly wrapped around his counselor’s cock, he pushed him up against the shower wall; every inch of his skin pressed against the cold tiles. Gerard’s hands gripped on Frank’s ass, the boy’s leg moving up to rest his knee against the wall as he took a hold of his own cock and began jerking himself and his counselor off with the same hand. Gerard moaned a string of muffled curses as he thrust against the boy, their mouths still locked together and water pouring down over their faces.
Steam filled the bathroom, swallowing the cool air outside the shower and replacing it with a mist that was heavy to breathe through. Frank’s gasps for air were tormenting in Gerard’s ears as the boy continued to push against him, sliding their cocks in his hand and sucking at his collarbone. Gerard’s hand slid further down Frank’s ass and half lifting the boy he rubbed his fingers over Frank’s entrance before slipping them slowing inside him. Frank let out a shaky moan, stilling on the spot for a moment as he ran his tongue up his counselor’s neck and under his chin before kissing his mouth again.
As Gerard continued to finger the teen, Frank’s hand slipped away from their cocks and for a while he gave into the feeling. With a hand fisted in Frank’s wet hair, Gerard pulled his head back and sucked at the younger man’s neck as he pushed his fingers deeper inside him. Frank’s body shuddered and his aching leg slipped down from the wall causing Gerard’s fingers to slide out of him. The two simply looked at each other’s saturated bodies for a moment before Frank took a couple of steps back and sat on the shower bed. Legs apart, knees bent and feet gripped on the tiles, he leaned his head back against the glass and looked at his counselor with heavy lids through wet lashes and said between heavy breaths, “Again Gerard” a few times over.
Gerard stepped over to him and got to knees instantly. Inserting two fingers back inside the teen and taking his cock in the other hand, he wrapped his lips around Frank’s erection and began to suck slowly. Frank’s fingers twisted in Gerard’s hair, his body arching up and hand pushing down, forcing himself further inside his counselor’s mouth. His moans filled the room again, and as ridiculous it sounded, he simply couldn’t stop. Gerard pushed his fingers deeper inside Frank with every movement, his tongue flicking around the boy’s pre-come and his cheeks hollowing as he took him all in at once again. Frank’s hand that was supporting him as it rested against the tiles soon lost it strength and slid to the end of the shower bed, knocking Mikey’s collection of soaps and shampoos to the ground below along with it.
Gerard pulled away from the teen and pushed his foot against the wall to move himself across the shower floor and change the water temperature. Frank took the moment to steady his breathing before he stood up and helped Gerard back to his feet. The two exchanged a soft smile and intimate kiss under the now rather cool water, Gerard’s hand cupping Frank’s chin and Frank’s fingers gliding lightly along the small of his counselor’s back. However, the moment didn’t last long. Frank’s eyes opened onto a smirking Gerard, beads of water dripping from his hair and the tip of his nose. To Frank, there was not one part of Gerard that wasn’t just what the doctor ordered, but all in all, it was the man’s face he loved the most. Gerard moved back over the shower bed pulling the teen with him by his fingers. Words weren’t exchanged, there was no need, instead Gerard bent forward, rested his palms flat on the heightened surface and Frank immediately found his place behind him.
Frank scraped his fingers along the inside of Gerard’s thighs as he grinded against his ass, the water allowing his cock to slide teasingly over his entrance. Gerard let out a soft whimper that echoed quietly within the cubicle, flooding Frank’s ears as one hand took a firm hold of the older man’s hip, the other wrapping around his cock as he lined himself up with his unprepared counselor. Gerard uncontrollably tensed as he felt Frank begin to push into him, even though they were both dripping wet and still being rained down on, the water was no substitute for lube, but without saying, neither of them were getting out of the shower anytime soon.
Frank lent down and placed short kisses as far up Gerard’s back as he could whilst continuing to push slowly into the older man. Relaxed again, Gerard arched his back in and pushed against the teen, indicating to him that there was no need to be quite so gentle as he said in breathless whispers, ‘It’s okay, Frankie. Just, fuck. Just fuck me’. Frank instantly straightened on the spot and after pushing in once more a little less gently, his hands retook their position on his counselor’s hips and he thrust quickly deep inside him. Gerard’s head shot up and he swore through gritted teeth. With his long black hair sticking to the tops of his shoulders, he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against the glass in front of him, a string of short grunts escaping him as Frank grew a rhythm.
Frank’s breathing became heavier, the moans and made-up words spilling from his mouth muffled as the water pouring above him flowed straight over his face. His pace fastened along with his grip on the older man and his painted nails were beginning to leave tiny crescents in Gerard’s skin as his thrusts became incredibly forceful. Gerard’s palms made fists on the surface they were rested on as his muscles tensed again, but this time it was purposefully more for the teen’s pleasure. Frank’s head fell back, and suddenly he was in competition with himself to see how many times he could say the word ‘fuck’ and his counselor’s name over and over.
Gerard could feel his orgasm threatening to shorten the amount of time he and Frank spent fucking, but there was no chance he would stop now. If he senses were telling him it was going to be over soon then he was going to get the most out if it as he could, and so he pushed back further onto Frank, wanting to feel the teen constantly on his prostate, enough to make him shudder.
Frank bent forward again, his body curling perfectly to fit against Gerard’s and a hand slipping from the man’s hip to wrap around his cock. His thumb slid over the tip and he could feel the man’s pre-come slick on his fingers before he felt Gerard’s hand wrap around his own. Planting one hard kiss in the middle of his counselor’s back, Frank’s grip tightened on his counselor’s cock and he took a few more strokes as he came hard inside him.
Still pressed tight against him, Frank continued to grind against the older man as he exhaled deeply and within seconds he felt Gerard’s cock pulsating in his hand and couldn’t help but imagine the sight of his come shooting onto the tiles below them and the look on his face.
Chapter 13
Frank/Gerard [NC-17 - language, violence, crime, mentions of drugs & alcohol, sex ...etc.]
RPS. Don't know. Don't own. No harm intended.
~3229 words.
Summary: When Frank goes to Juvy, his counselor reforms him in a questionable manner.
Thanks to skelterellax for beta'ing. xo
Dedications: unicorn_biscuit
Con-Crit welcome. Comments are nice.
Chapter 11
***
Chapter 12
To say Frank wasn’t shocked by this new information he had on Gerard would have been an understatement to say the least. There wasn’t a single part of him that had expected the burst of ironic news he had just received at all. Meeting Mikey was nice, and getting along with him was easy as hell, so the entire time he and Gerard had been talking together with him, revealing more than once major part of his counselor’s life at once, Frank wasn’t thinking too in depth about the sort of life Gerard must have led before the two of them met. It had never occurred to Frank that Gerard was anything more than ‘a man doing his job’, even if that man was doing his job in the strangest of ways, he had never wondered of his counselor’s life outside of the Juvenile center nor had he ever tried to imagine the ways in which he grew up. To Frank, Gerard was just Gerard, and up until now, that was the way he liked it.
After a near silent car trip filled with sly grins and grabby hands, Frank was now sat on a black plush couch in the over sized living room that was Mikey’s apartment, situated six stories above the streets of Manhattan. His fingertips brushed playfully over the suede on Mikey’s cushions, watching the material turn from darker to lighter shades and back again while he waited for Gerard to come out of the bathroom so they could do nothing at all, really.
Thinking about it, a part of Frank didn’t want to know anything else about Gerard that he didn’t already. From a young age Frank had portrayed people the way he wanted to portray people, he didn’t like spending a lot of time ‘getting to know’ someone, if he didn’t like them from the get go then he simply had no interest, and thanks to growing up in a house with vacant parents, that had become his biggest downfall. While his father was too busy sweet talking brain-dead customers into buying the shittiest car for the most amount of money, and his mother, too busy still maturing herself to notice that her son hardly even needed the scrap of care she managed to give out anymore, Frank had grown up with the feeling that it wasn’t necessary to know the people you’re close to. There was only one person Frank knew everything about and that was Jeph, anyone else; they’d be lucky to have him remember their last name. Gerard however, was more than proving himself worthy of a place in the teen’s memories forever. Besides the fact that never had Frank been with a man before; instantly making him someone who will never be forgotten, never had he felt about anyone the way he did Gerard.
Frank never knew what he wanted, never had goals or even the ability to make them for himself, he was happy just fucking around with Jeph. The two of them had spent their days rebelling against both the law and common morals with a subconscious hope that one day the people they needed the most would finally notice them. In their eyes, it was a way of simply saying ‘fuck you’, but really, it was a dull cry for help. Now it seemed, Gerard was giving him something to want, a friend who isn’t in jail, a sense of responsibility, and the strength to stand on his own two feet without the fear of falling.
He wanted to know Gerard. He wanted to read him from the inside-out until it hurt too much handle, even if it meant causing trouble at Juvy to get more session times, he was willing, because right now, there was nothing Frank wanted, save for Gerard.
The older man came strolling out of the bathroom, his wet hands becoming dry as he rubbed them down the front of his pants, a devious smirk playing on his lips and his black dress shirt unbuttoned at the chest. Frank’s fingers stopped gliding on the pillow in his lap, instead they simply twitched a little at the sight as he blatantly stared at his counselor who was leaned against the wall and hoped he would bend forward just a bit more so he could see further down his shirt. His eyes started to glaze over and he was rather happy just staying like that until he went blind, though it seemed Gerard quickly became confused as his smirk faltered and he asked the boy, “What?”
Frank blinked a couple of times, a tear rolling down his cheek and landing on his knuckles before his throat was moist enough for him to answer. “I want you.” He said plainly, still not taking his eyes off the man.
Gerard cocked an eyebrow at him briefly before letting out a short breath, biting his lip and glancing over at the coffee table with hope that the task he had given himself of counting the number of remote controls Mikey had would distract Frank from noticing him blush. It wasn’t in Gerard’s nature to become coy after receiving a compliment, being sweet-talked to, most of the time actually made him laugh, but Frank’s words were so blunt and unashamed, like those three words were everything to him at that very moment, so for Gerard it wasn’t what Frank had said, it was the fact that he said it.
After getting over the fact that Frank had once again left him speechless, Gerard’s eyes travelled back to the teen and his smirk returned more devious than before. Slowly he paced his way toward the lounge in a sickly seductive manner, his demeanor could have definitely been passed off as a joke, but he knew Frank would eat it up straight away, and if Frank was going to be blunt then he certainly wanted to hear more of it.
“What do you want, Frankie?” He asked, loosening the buttons further down his shirt.
Frank smiled at his counselor eagerly, half rolling his eyes as his tongue flicked around in his mouth and he shifted across on the couch as to be closer to the man approaching him. “You” He mouthed as he got to his knees, slightly sinking in the soft cushions below.
Gerard scrunched his nose, hair falling in front of his face as he looked down at himself to find the next button on his shirt that needed undoing. “Do you want to touch me?” He whispered, eye-fucking the boy in front of him and letting his hand travel over his crotch.
Frank’s eyes followed his counselor’s hand tastefully as he mumbled, “Actually, I’m quite happy watching you touch yourself.”
Gerard smirked again, rubbing his hand over his crotch a few more times before letting it slip inside his jeans. A breath filled with curses hitched in Frank’s throat as he continued to watch his counselor get himself hard, and if he had to spill, Frank had decided right then that without a doubt Gerard was the hottest thing he had ever fucking seen. He wanted to just watch, sit back and let the man give him a show, but the temptation was too much. He wanted his own hands on Gerard. He wanted to be the one causing his jaw to hang slack and provoke all the dirty words out of his mouth that he was pining to hear. And with that, like a bullet had shot through his veins, Frank’s hand wrapped around the back of Gerard’s neck and he crashed their lips together forcefully.
Gerard’s hand was instantly ripped out from his pants as he was suddenly pulled close against Frank. Their tongues collided, tasting that this kiss was the first of its kind, heavy breaths and empty murmurs escaping the corners of both their open mouths. As Frank’s fingers curled out from the ends of Gerard’s hair, his kisses fell low, travelling over his counselor’s chin and along his jaw with his hands scraping down the now shirtless man’s back. Gerard’s head fell back as Frank continued to kiss, lick and suck further and further down his chest, his hands tangled in the teen’s hair to keep him from falling back onto the couch.
Just as Frank’s tongue reached Gerard’s belly button his hand began to rub over his crotch, earning a prolonged ‘fuck’ from the older man. He smirked as he moved off the lounge and Gerard took the moment as an opportunity to begin removing the teen’s hoodie and shirt, pausing for a second afterward to observe all the tattoos Frank sported, this being the first time he had ever seen any of them.
He let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes as if he were trying to imagine the way Frank looked, even though the boy was right there in front of him. The situation was almost a little too overwhelming for Gerard, mostly because he had never predicted the endless sneaky flirting between himself and Frank would ever amount to anything. Every session he had pushed the things he really wanted to say to Frank to the back of his mind and for the most part, that was where they stayed, but if Frank only knew the things Gerard wanted to do to him, he would more than likely be coming on the spot.
Gerard’s eyes opened back onto Frank to find that he was already half way through the process of removing his pants. He waited until he had kicked them off to another part of the room before he pulled the teen towards him by his hands and crashed their mouths together again as their fingers inter-locked with one another’s.
“Frankie?” Gerard breathed against the boy’s mouth, their hands separating as he moved back toward the lounge and fell softly onto it, pulling Frank down with him.
“Mmm?” Frank murmured, the tail end of it falling into a quite moan as he grinded over Gerard’s crotch.
Gerard pushed his head down into the cushions, his hands gripping tightly on Frank’s ass, rolling the boy’s hips over his own once more. “I want you to fuck me.”
Frank’s tongue stopped gliding midway across Gerard’s bottom lip and his body stilled, though by this time his pulse was threatening to burst his veins. He moved his mouth off Gerard’s, lifted himself on his hands and stared blankly at the man below him for lack of a better response. Gerard simply stared back at the teen whilst attempting to blow his fringe out of his face and as if he were trying to be sneaky about it, slowly began undoing his pants. Frank smirked and lifted himself further off his counselor to make the man’s job a little easier before stepping off the lounge completely and walking away into the bathroom.
The apartment was silent for a moment. Gerard lay rather confused on the couch looking towards the bathroom door, waiting for Frank to come back out. He didn’t, and quickly Gerard started to think that maybe he’d pushed the teen a little too far too soon.
“Frank?” He called, sitting up and still staring at the open door. He got no answer. “Frankie? Are you, I did-” Right then the shower started running and grinning Frank poked his head around the door frame and motioned for Gerard to come over to him before he disappeared again.
Gerard looked around the room for no particular reason before shrugging to himself, getting up from the lounge and walking into the bathroom. His concerns of Frank being a put-off at all by his forwardness were soon dismissed as he noticed what was left of the boy’s clothing in a pile on the floor. He smiled, instantly opening the glass door and stepping inside the oversized shower.
“I seriously thought I freaked you out then.” He near mumbled, watching the water dripping from Frank’s chin and gliding down his chest.
Frank didn’t even register. With a hand instantly wrapped around his counselor’s cock, he pushed him up against the shower wall; every inch of his skin pressed against the cold tiles. Gerard’s hands gripped on Frank’s ass, the boy’s leg moving up to rest his knee against the wall as he took a hold of his own cock and began jerking himself and his counselor off with the same hand. Gerard moaned a string of muffled curses as he thrust against the boy, their mouths still locked together and water pouring down over their faces.
Steam filled the bathroom, swallowing the cool air outside the shower and replacing it with a mist that was heavy to breathe through. Frank’s gasps for air were tormenting in Gerard’s ears as the boy continued to push against him, sliding their cocks in his hand and sucking at his collarbone. Gerard’s hand slid further down Frank’s ass and half lifting the boy he rubbed his fingers over Frank’s entrance before slipping them slowing inside him. Frank let out a shaky moan, stilling on the spot for a moment as he ran his tongue up his counselor’s neck and under his chin before kissing his mouth again.
As Gerard continued to finger the teen, Frank’s hand slipped away from their cocks and for a while he gave into the feeling. With a hand fisted in Frank’s wet hair, Gerard pulled his head back and sucked at the younger man’s neck as he pushed his fingers deeper inside him. Frank’s body shuddered and his aching leg slipped down from the wall causing Gerard’s fingers to slide out of him. The two simply looked at each other’s saturated bodies for a moment before Frank took a couple of steps back and sat on the shower bed. Legs apart, knees bent and feet gripped on the tiles, he leaned his head back against the glass and looked at his counselor with heavy lids through wet lashes and said between heavy breaths, “Again Gerard” a few times over.
Gerard stepped over to him and got to knees instantly. Inserting two fingers back inside the teen and taking his cock in the other hand, he wrapped his lips around Frank’s erection and began to suck slowly. Frank’s fingers twisted in Gerard’s hair, his body arching up and hand pushing down, forcing himself further inside his counselor’s mouth. His moans filled the room again, and as ridiculous it sounded, he simply couldn’t stop. Gerard pushed his fingers deeper inside Frank with every movement, his tongue flicking around the boy’s pre-come and his cheeks hollowing as he took him all in at once again. Frank’s hand that was supporting him as it rested against the tiles soon lost it strength and slid to the end of the shower bed, knocking Mikey’s collection of soaps and shampoos to the ground below along with it.
Gerard pulled away from the teen and pushed his foot against the wall to move himself across the shower floor and change the water temperature. Frank took the moment to steady his breathing before he stood up and helped Gerard back to his feet. The two exchanged a soft smile and intimate kiss under the now rather cool water, Gerard’s hand cupping Frank’s chin and Frank’s fingers gliding lightly along the small of his counselor’s back. However, the moment didn’t last long. Frank’s eyes opened onto a smirking Gerard, beads of water dripping from his hair and the tip of his nose. To Frank, there was not one part of Gerard that wasn’t just what the doctor ordered, but all in all, it was the man’s face he loved the most. Gerard moved back over the shower bed pulling the teen with him by his fingers. Words weren’t exchanged, there was no need, instead Gerard bent forward, rested his palms flat on the heightened surface and Frank immediately found his place behind him.
Frank scraped his fingers along the inside of Gerard’s thighs as he grinded against his ass, the water allowing his cock to slide teasingly over his entrance. Gerard let out a soft whimper that echoed quietly within the cubicle, flooding Frank’s ears as one hand took a firm hold of the older man’s hip, the other wrapping around his cock as he lined himself up with his unprepared counselor. Gerard uncontrollably tensed as he felt Frank begin to push into him, even though they were both dripping wet and still being rained down on, the water was no substitute for lube, but without saying, neither of them were getting out of the shower anytime soon.
Frank lent down and placed short kisses as far up Gerard’s back as he could whilst continuing to push slowly into the older man. Relaxed again, Gerard arched his back in and pushed against the teen, indicating to him that there was no need to be quite so gentle as he said in breathless whispers, ‘It’s okay, Frankie. Just, fuck. Just fuck me’. Frank instantly straightened on the spot and after pushing in once more a little less gently, his hands retook their position on his counselor’s hips and he thrust quickly deep inside him. Gerard’s head shot up and he swore through gritted teeth. With his long black hair sticking to the tops of his shoulders, he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against the glass in front of him, a string of short grunts escaping him as Frank grew a rhythm.
Frank’s breathing became heavier, the moans and made-up words spilling from his mouth muffled as the water pouring above him flowed straight over his face. His pace fastened along with his grip on the older man and his painted nails were beginning to leave tiny crescents in Gerard’s skin as his thrusts became incredibly forceful. Gerard’s palms made fists on the surface they were rested on as his muscles tensed again, but this time it was purposefully more for the teen’s pleasure. Frank’s head fell back, and suddenly he was in competition with himself to see how many times he could say the word ‘fuck’ and his counselor’s name over and over.
Gerard could feel his orgasm threatening to shorten the amount of time he and Frank spent fucking, but there was no chance he would stop now. If he senses were telling him it was going to be over soon then he was going to get the most out if it as he could, and so he pushed back further onto Frank, wanting to feel the teen constantly on his prostate, enough to make him shudder.
Frank bent forward again, his body curling perfectly to fit against Gerard’s and a hand slipping from the man’s hip to wrap around his cock. His thumb slid over the tip and he could feel the man’s pre-come slick on his fingers before he felt Gerard’s hand wrap around his own. Planting one hard kiss in the middle of his counselor’s back, Frank’s grip tightened on his counselor’s cock and he took a few more strokes as he came hard inside him.
Still pressed tight against him, Frank continued to grind against the older man as he exhaled deeply and within seconds he felt Gerard’s cock pulsating in his hand and couldn’t help but imagine the sight of his come shooting onto the tiles below them and the look on his face.
Chapter 13