Suffering Alone In Silence

Frank's POV

Gerard bucks his hips up and it sends a mighty big shockwave of pleasure straight up my spine, into my heart and then explodes throughout my body. I arch my back and release an obscenely loud moan of pleasure.

“I wanna ride you,” Gerard sits up and purrs in my ear.

“Mmm, I won’t say no,” I mumble, feeling intensely pleasured, just by feeling Gerard’s bare erection against my ass.

My eyes slip closed, for what felt like only a mere second, but when I re-open them I was on my back and Gerard was massaging my length with lube.

“Are you ready?” He asks, a cheeky smile on his face, cheeks flushed with need and want.

Are you ready?” I ask back, rubbing my hands up and down his thighs, smirking up at him.

Gerard lets out a breathy laugh before he pushes up and bringing his hand down to my erection, holding it at ninety degrees, before impaling himself on me. I move my hand to his erection and start to lazily pump him, while waiting for him to adjust to my size.

“I keep forgetting how big you are,” he moans out, head tilted back, savouring the feeling.

A few moments later and Gerard moves up on me, before pushing back down. He repeats this action a number of times before he must have finally hit his spot and moans a loud whoreish moan. I encourage his movements by guiding his hips up and down, while I thrust up as he pushes down. I am so overcome with pleasure and the sight of Gerard riding me, that I feel a little crazy. Gerard’s hips are rising and falling at such a rapid pace that I hope he doesn’t hurt himself.

We are in a frenzied state of lust, love and that highly addictive pleasure. We are moving at an intense speed that my hips start to hurt a little, but it seems to just add to the pleasure.

“God, I’m so close Frankie, so fuckin’ close,” He moans out.

I mumble an agreement between my moans and grab his leaking cock roughly. I move my hand against his cock at a quick pace and I can feel Gerard start to tremble. His hip movements become uneven and sporadic at best. Finally it becomes too much for him to bear, and his orgasm hits him like a freight train.

“Holy mother-“ he moans out, before he falls backwards, me still inside him.

I can feel him shake like an earthquake, and decide that I have to take control. So I pull out of him, and rearrange our bodies, before I push back into his warmth at an alarming speed, too focused on reaching my own peak. Gerard is still moaning along with me.

All of a sudden I feel myself come, deep inside him, but the pressure is still so intense, so I continue with pounding into him, my eyes closed, too much pleasure coursing through my nerves and then I feel it building, the pressure mounts to unknown heights and I come again, buried deep inside of Gerard.

“Oh god, Gee,” I scream out.

We stay in this position for a while, with me still inside of him, until I start to become soft. I pull out and look down, noticing how my juices overflow onto the sheets, from within him.

“Did you...twice?” he asks, raising an eyebrow, still regaining his breath.

“Yep,” I reply, rolling to snuggle into his side, slowly regain a normal heart rate.

“Wow,” he replies, sounding amazed.

“Only you can make me do that,” I reply cheekily, kissing his lips tenderly.

“I love you,” Gerard mumbles a while later as we’re bathing in that post orgasm bliss.

“I love you too,” I reply, kissing his chest.

“How about we take a shower and I’ll make dinner,” Gerard suggests.

I agree before getting up, Gerard wolf whistling at me, before he too gets up and we take an innocent shower together, before heading upstairs where Gerard reheats the meal that Donna made for us for dinner earlier in the day.

Later on we decide that we are far too tired to stay up much longer, so we head back downstairs and crawl into bed, Gerard holding me close like always and we fall into a blissful sleep, no dreams, no nightmares, but just a lot of warmth and love shared.