Suffering Alone In Silence

Frank’s POV

I wait until I hear Mikey leave the driveway before getting up and heading for the kitchen. I grab a glass of water and stand there drinking it slowly. I hear heavy footsteps coming down the stairs and I smile, knowing who it is.

“You are such a tease” I hear a low seductive voice growl.

“I know, but I wanted to have fun with Mikey, and teasing you is always fun,” I reply with a smile, but I don’t turn around.

I soon feel two strong arms wrap around my waist. A mouth attaches itself to my neck and I can feel him bite and suck gently at my skin.

“Come to bed,” He demands, in a sultry voice.

I can feel his erection on my lower back, and find myself biting back a moan. He continues to bite and suck at my neck as he starts to rub himself against me.

“Do you know how long I’ve had this?” He asks, well it’s more of a low growl.

“How long?” I ask, humouring him.

I know damn well how long he’s had it for, and I silently commend him for holding out for so long.

“I can’t cum, and it hurts. I think you should make it better,” He whispers.

“No, I think I might go and lay down in my room,” I mutter, biting back another moan as he finds my weak spot.

His hands slide lower on my stomach, just below my belly button. I keep my lips tightly shut as he works one hand even lower, encouraging my growing need for him. He moans in my ear quietly as he feels me up.

“My, how you’ve grown...” He trails off.

I turn around and decide that enough is enough. I look into his eyes and all I see is smouldering lust and love in his eyes. He needs me, wants me, but wants to love me. I decide that I am going to let him, but I want the control.

“You can have me on one condition,” I say, kissing him harshly.

“What would that be?” He questions, an eyebrow raised

“I want to dominate you,” I whisper in his ear.

I feel him shiver in excitement as we are still closely connected. I watch as his eyes roll into the back of his head, knowing he’s imagining what I could possibly do to him. His eyes come back to focus on me a short time later. Once his attention is back on me, I crash my lips into his and pry his mouth open with my tongue, and force it into his mouth.

I pull away a few minutes later.

“I know that you like it rough, let me show you what I mean.” I mumble into his ear, before biting his earlobe with a bit of force.

Another shiver runs down his spine and he nods in agreement of my proposal. In a private conversation after our last ‘session’ he told me that he is a bit of a masochist and would one day like it if I showed him what happened to me.

This is that moment. I feel stable enough to go back and remember it. I wanted Gerard to simply understand. He’s okay with it, he wants this.

“Let’s move this to a more...appropriate place, shall we?” I ask.

Gerard has lost all reason and thought by this stage, so he simply nods in agreement. I’ve gotten him so worked up that all he can think about is what I could possibly do to him. My last rational thought is one of how this could be considered therapy to both of us. I’m trying to let go and he’s trying to absorb the very thing I’m holding onto.