Help Me Tame This Animal I Have Become

WARNING: It's a Frerard (boy on boy) Don't like that? There's a nice little button called “back”. Thanks.

A teenager meets another
Under the warm sun of summer,
Lust leads to pleasure
And their boredom becomes leisure.

Years pass and hours flow
They ask themselves “where did time go?”
A glance and they remember
The fun they had together.

It was destined
By fate,
Enter a friend, a brother;
Their kind smiles mate.

Love is born,
Ready to expand,
It has risen
From the ash of midsummer sand.

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A murder leads to another
Under the grasp of a knife's power,
Blood meets pleasure
And the pain becomes a treasure.

Bodies pass and reds flow
He asks himself “where should I go?”
One touch to know his master,
The blade feels like a feather

It was cursed
By hate,
Enter a beast, a terror;
Its sadistic smiles slate.

Love is torn,
Ready to disband,
It is crimson
Like the stains on his pale hand.

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When Frank got sent, one summer, to the most boring camp ever, he met a guy that made it all worth it. Yet at the dawn of fall, they left each other with nothing more than a kiss.

Years later, by coincidence, they meet again and Frank is glad as could be when he sees him. But he has changed, and Frank has no idea just how much...

Gerard has lost his mind. Since the night of the agression, he craves the pain of others, thirsts for their blood to flow. He keeps the knife safe under his pillow. No one else can touch it. No one can take it away from him.