Dummy Boy

Frank Iero hates girls. Well, not hates them, just finds them complicated. He doesn't get how their bodies are so curvy, or why they have two useless lumps on their chest. Or how they can be so over emotional and sensitive. So it was a good job he woke up beside his boyfriend in his nice warm bed. Frank looked at the sleeping figure of his boyfriend, Gerard, smiling softly. He snuggled further into his side, his eyelids gradually drooping for just another five minutes, when he started hearing tiny grunts and groans from Gerard. He looked to the once peaceful face of him, seeing how his features had changed a bit. His soft eyes were scrunched up slightly, his lips bring drawn in a tight line. Frank shifted on his elbow and watched his boyfriend carefully, curious. When he found out what was wrong he almost slapped himself. It was so obvious! Frank giggled girlishly as he jerked his hips in his sleep, soft moans trembling over his lips. 
"Fraaank." 
Frank grinned. Gerard was having a sex dream about him, at the age of 24! Then an idea hit him. Without a second thought, Frank crawled under the gray covers, moving to gently hold Gerard's hips. They didn't move much, thankfully, as Frank pulled down gently on the waistband, removing the cloth down to his knees. Frank groaned softly at the sight of Gerard's erection, only leaking a small bit. Then he took him into his mouth, all at once, careful to hold his hips. Frank sucked lightly on the head, before taking in more and twirling his tongue around Gerard's shaft, pleased when he heard a loud gasp as Gerard awoke. He suddenly felt a light pressure on the back of his head as Gerard encouraged him to take more, and he obliged, beginning to deep throat him. 
"Fuck Frank, so close." Gerard moaned, his hips fighting the urge to buck harder. Frank giggled, sending wonderful vibrations shudder round his body, and brought a hand up to gently knead Gerards balls. Gerard let out a little whimper and shot his load down Franks throat, Frank swallowing it with little difficulty. He crawled out from under the covers and smiled at his boyfriend, who had a lazy grin on his face, eyes half closed. 
"Morning Gee." Frank said, snuggling into his boyfriends chest. 
"Morning beautiful, and thanks for that, it was great." Gerard smiled, wrapping his arms around Frank. "Do you have a problem that needs fixing?" Both boys looked down, trying to see under the dark covers. Frank laughed lightly and grabbed Gerard's hand, guiding it to his crotch. Gerard squeezed his boyfriends junk lightly, before realising that he was wet.
"My problem took care of itself." Frank smirked, pecking his boyfriends lips. 
"Haha, okay, well how about I take you somewhere?" 
"Aww, you don't have to."
"But I want to my angel." He grinned. 
"Okay. Where?"
"Hm...It's a surprise!"
Frank groaned. He hated surprises. 
"But right now, Frankie-boy, I think we both need a shower." Frank nodded, slowly peeling off the covers and dragging himself out of bed, Gerard doing the same. They stumbled into the bathroom, Frank closing the door, just as Gerard turned on the shower and gripped Frank's waist, pulling him in for a passionate kiss.