I'm the Last One That You'll Ever Remember
Chapter 126: Hypnotic Stupor
That very night, Gerard's words rang through the disintegrating walls in Frank's mind, corroding their foundation to rubble while he slept. Tossing and turning, the young boy shuffled in the dead of night, snared up in a dream's unbridled passion that he'd been refusing himself since his baby daddy's return in his home. The scene was too lucid as all his dreams seem to be during his pregnancy. There were burst of naked entangled limbs sliding over each other, the muscles straining in Gerard's back as he drove within his body, Frank's fingers penetrating into the pale flesh to press him on, the twinkling perspiration, the gasps and moans. It was an overwhelming escalation that hurtled Frank out of his sleep in a panting sweaty plight. With a soft whimper, he swung his head into his pillow to muffle himself so Jasiah wouldn't awaken from within his crib. He already had trouble putting the kid to bed tonight and had finally triumphed when the first out of a string of many sexual dreams besieged him. “Fuck...”
Frank felt out of breath, hot, sweaty and horny as hell to the point where he was clutching the sheets in tight fists and gritting his teeth like a woman giving birth. Moaning in sexual frenzy, a weight that felt like 10 tons of self-loathing bound him to the bed. Fuck my life, if I'd just give in and let the man touch me, Frank began to contemplate to himself before violently shaking his head in rejection.
No, he couldn't let Gerard win! If he did he'd...he'd forever be lost to him. If he let Gerard have him, then they'd be tethered together for life. Frank would do whatever he could within his power to defend the man from anyone and anything...and that meant his family, who cherished him, and the police, who's done their best to try to protect him. If he went to Gerard now, he'd be slapping every single one of them in the face in reparation for all they've done.
It was lousy enough he was already in love with him, true, but he was positive he could live with just that if it became imminent. But when you include sex into the mix? Well, that's a whole other...wait. Frank blinked his eyes several times to clear his vision and noticed that he was no longer in his bedroom. No, he was on the landing of his stairs towards the location of the guest bedroom where Gerard occupied.
“What the hell? How did I get here?” Frank murmured to himself, scanning around him for the culprit behind this impressive prank. Observing no one, he had to face the fact that it had to have been him that propelled him down there. But how without him knowing? “Do I really crave this man THIS much?”
The flashes from his dreams of them coming together and how it instantaneously had a hot influence on his inflamed body were proof enough. Squeezing his eyes shut in a last bid of defiance, Frank felt himself begin to descend the stairs and drift down the shadowy hall that led him to the closed door that obtained his fate. A destiny he'd been trying to dodge for so long. Placing his hand on the cool doorknob, he turned the handle and pushed the door open.
As if knowing that this night would be the night he'd come to him, Gerard sat sketching by lamplight on his bed...completely naked, his oozing erection awaiting impatiently against his stomach. The opening of his door captured his attention instantly, and raising his eyes he observed a vision to behold, his beloved standing in his doorway. Biting back the biggest grin this world has ever seen, his light brown eyes gradually skimmed over his lover, noticing that his basketball shorts were still on. Returning his eyes to his, he murmured almost too quietly. “You're overdressed.”
In a hypnotic stupor sustained by lust, Frank wordlessly stepped into the room and shut the door behind himself, his hazel eyes never withdrawing from Gerard. Now that they were securely alone, he reached down to push his shorts and his briefs off all at once to pool at his feet.
“That's much better.” Gerard tossed his sketchbook to the other side of the Queen size bed, his eyes too engrossed with eyeing Frank's naked body to care if it landed safely closed or not. As his lover slowly tiptoed closer to him, Gerard shifted to perch at the edge of the bed, his hand wildly reaching out to find the switch to the lamp and flood the room into darkness minus the glow of the moonlight.
His eyes easily conformed to the dark and so when he reached out for Frank he could see every motion of that action. With both hands clasping the young man's hips, Gerard drew his lover to stand between his legs so he could swathe his arms around him and tenderly rub his face against the curved belly that seemed to be getting bigger and bigger by the day. He inhaled his scent as he relished the silken softness of his lover's skin. “Frankie...”
The needful sound of his name on Gerard's lips only made another projectile of lust spike through his veins like heroin, igniting his body in a fever so dominating his fingers plunged into Gerard's cherry strands and clung to them fiercely. Closing his eyes from finally being touched, Frank tilted his head back, on the threshold of ecstasy, his chest rose and fell in soft pants he couldn't get control of. The feel of Gerard's lips against his belly made him gasp and glance down at him. “Gee...”
Gerard distributed open mouth kisses everywhere on his stomach that he could reach, laving his tongue greedily to savor the enticing sweat on his skin that tasted more sweet than salty to him. His fingers squeezed into the curve of Frank's buttocks, shoving his torso against his face. Soon there was nowhere to go but down. Dropping his attention towards his pelvis, Gerard suckled on the sensitive flesh of his hip bones, making his lover squeal in return.
“Gee!” Frank squeaked, his hands clutching his back from where they had fallen through the silky strands of his hair. He could hardly breath with what Gerard was doing to him, but at the same time it made no sense because he wasn't doing. “Please, k-keep touching me.”
“Was already on my mind.” Gerard whispered before closing his mouth over the glistening tip of Frank's cock with a deep moan. The sweetness of his lover's cum almost made him surrender his restraint that he surprisingly hadn't lost yet.
“Fuck!” Frank cried out, arching against Gerard's mouth on his tiptoes. His hands were now clenching the older man's shoulders, tugging himself towards him because he needed him. After all this time he finally needed him inside him. “Fuck Gerard, just fuck me already!”
Removing his lips from his cock, Gerard whirled around with Frank in his arm until his lover was beneath him on the bed. He peered down at the yearning man with a prepared speech of who was in charge here when Frank stopped him in the most satisfying ways imaginable. “I don't take orde-”
“Gerard, please!” Frank whimpered out, reaching up cup his face with one hand and fix the other around the red head's cock, muting him. “I-I already can't take too much more of this. I need you get inside me right now, don't waste any more time.”
“F-Frank...” Gerard battled to maintain, his brain short-circuiting when the hand around him began to smooth up and down the hefty girth of his shaft. He stiffened to keep from plunging in and out of his hold.
“No, you d-don't understand.” Frank prevented, boosting acceleration and strength to his hand as he jerked his lover off, his hazel eyes engaged on his. “I fucking need this shit right now. So give it to me, Gee. Fuck me as hard as you can.”
With a growl, Gerard regained domination by smacking Frank's hand off of him and flipping the boy over onto his side. Coming up behind him, he spooned him close enough to where he was able to slide his fingers between Frank's cheeks to unearth his entrance that he teased with feather-like strokes. In his ear, he confided huskily. “You want it hard, huh?”
“Yes, baby, yes!” Frank nodded excitedly as he hiked his leg back over Gerard's bent knee to help keep his legs wide open. Reaching behind them, he clutched the back of his lover's head to keep him detained there by his ear so he'd be able to listen to him cry out with pleasure. “As hard and fast as you can. I want to cum so hard I pass out.”
“As you wish.” Gerard grinned, up to the test. Simultaneously, he pushed a single digit through Frank's compacted entrance, causing him to arch and gasp, and then used his other hand to turn his face upwards so he could lean down and crash his mouth over his in a lethal kiss if need be.
The breach in his body made Frank feel like he was on Cloud 9 beneath heaven's light. He embraced the invasion, Gerard's calamitous lips, and his strong pale form demanding against him. Losing control of himself was also a welcome, for he no longer had to parade around like his feelings towards Gerard were nothing but platonic. Finally, he could let go of the sexual beast he's become during his pregnancy on the lone person who was always in his fantasy and yet always out of reach.
Frank felt out of breath, hot, sweaty and horny as hell to the point where he was clutching the sheets in tight fists and gritting his teeth like a woman giving birth. Moaning in sexual frenzy, a weight that felt like 10 tons of self-loathing bound him to the bed. Fuck my life, if I'd just give in and let the man touch me, Frank began to contemplate to himself before violently shaking his head in rejection.
No, he couldn't let Gerard win! If he did he'd...he'd forever be lost to him. If he let Gerard have him, then they'd be tethered together for life. Frank would do whatever he could within his power to defend the man from anyone and anything...and that meant his family, who cherished him, and the police, who's done their best to try to protect him. If he went to Gerard now, he'd be slapping every single one of them in the face in reparation for all they've done.
It was lousy enough he was already in love with him, true, but he was positive he could live with just that if it became imminent. But when you include sex into the mix? Well, that's a whole other...wait. Frank blinked his eyes several times to clear his vision and noticed that he was no longer in his bedroom. No, he was on the landing of his stairs towards the location of the guest bedroom where Gerard occupied.
“What the hell? How did I get here?” Frank murmured to himself, scanning around him for the culprit behind this impressive prank. Observing no one, he had to face the fact that it had to have been him that propelled him down there. But how without him knowing? “Do I really crave this man THIS much?”
The flashes from his dreams of them coming together and how it instantaneously had a hot influence on his inflamed body were proof enough. Squeezing his eyes shut in a last bid of defiance, Frank felt himself begin to descend the stairs and drift down the shadowy hall that led him to the closed door that obtained his fate. A destiny he'd been trying to dodge for so long. Placing his hand on the cool doorknob, he turned the handle and pushed the door open.
As if knowing that this night would be the night he'd come to him, Gerard sat sketching by lamplight on his bed...completely naked, his oozing erection awaiting impatiently against his stomach. The opening of his door captured his attention instantly, and raising his eyes he observed a vision to behold, his beloved standing in his doorway. Biting back the biggest grin this world has ever seen, his light brown eyes gradually skimmed over his lover, noticing that his basketball shorts were still on. Returning his eyes to his, he murmured almost too quietly. “You're overdressed.”
In a hypnotic stupor sustained by lust, Frank wordlessly stepped into the room and shut the door behind himself, his hazel eyes never withdrawing from Gerard. Now that they were securely alone, he reached down to push his shorts and his briefs off all at once to pool at his feet.
“That's much better.” Gerard tossed his sketchbook to the other side of the Queen size bed, his eyes too engrossed with eyeing Frank's naked body to care if it landed safely closed or not. As his lover slowly tiptoed closer to him, Gerard shifted to perch at the edge of the bed, his hand wildly reaching out to find the switch to the lamp and flood the room into darkness minus the glow of the moonlight.
His eyes easily conformed to the dark and so when he reached out for Frank he could see every motion of that action. With both hands clasping the young man's hips, Gerard drew his lover to stand between his legs so he could swathe his arms around him and tenderly rub his face against the curved belly that seemed to be getting bigger and bigger by the day. He inhaled his scent as he relished the silken softness of his lover's skin. “Frankie...”
The needful sound of his name on Gerard's lips only made another projectile of lust spike through his veins like heroin, igniting his body in a fever so dominating his fingers plunged into Gerard's cherry strands and clung to them fiercely. Closing his eyes from finally being touched, Frank tilted his head back, on the threshold of ecstasy, his chest rose and fell in soft pants he couldn't get control of. The feel of Gerard's lips against his belly made him gasp and glance down at him. “Gee...”
Gerard distributed open mouth kisses everywhere on his stomach that he could reach, laving his tongue greedily to savor the enticing sweat on his skin that tasted more sweet than salty to him. His fingers squeezed into the curve of Frank's buttocks, shoving his torso against his face. Soon there was nowhere to go but down. Dropping his attention towards his pelvis, Gerard suckled on the sensitive flesh of his hip bones, making his lover squeal in return.
“Gee!” Frank squeaked, his hands clutching his back from where they had fallen through the silky strands of his hair. He could hardly breath with what Gerard was doing to him, but at the same time it made no sense because he wasn't doing. “Please, k-keep touching me.”
“Was already on my mind.” Gerard whispered before closing his mouth over the glistening tip of Frank's cock with a deep moan. The sweetness of his lover's cum almost made him surrender his restraint that he surprisingly hadn't lost yet.
“Fuck!” Frank cried out, arching against Gerard's mouth on his tiptoes. His hands were now clenching the older man's shoulders, tugging himself towards him because he needed him. After all this time he finally needed him inside him. “Fuck Gerard, just fuck me already!”
Removing his lips from his cock, Gerard whirled around with Frank in his arm until his lover was beneath him on the bed. He peered down at the yearning man with a prepared speech of who was in charge here when Frank stopped him in the most satisfying ways imaginable. “I don't take orde-”
“Gerard, please!” Frank whimpered out, reaching up cup his face with one hand and fix the other around the red head's cock, muting him. “I-I already can't take too much more of this. I need you get inside me right now, don't waste any more time.”
“F-Frank...” Gerard battled to maintain, his brain short-circuiting when the hand around him began to smooth up and down the hefty girth of his shaft. He stiffened to keep from plunging in and out of his hold.
“No, you d-don't understand.” Frank prevented, boosting acceleration and strength to his hand as he jerked his lover off, his hazel eyes engaged on his. “I fucking need this shit right now. So give it to me, Gee. Fuck me as hard as you can.”
With a growl, Gerard regained domination by smacking Frank's hand off of him and flipping the boy over onto his side. Coming up behind him, he spooned him close enough to where he was able to slide his fingers between Frank's cheeks to unearth his entrance that he teased with feather-like strokes. In his ear, he confided huskily. “You want it hard, huh?”
“Yes, baby, yes!” Frank nodded excitedly as he hiked his leg back over Gerard's bent knee to help keep his legs wide open. Reaching behind them, he clutched the back of his lover's head to keep him detained there by his ear so he'd be able to listen to him cry out with pleasure. “As hard and fast as you can. I want to cum so hard I pass out.”
“As you wish.” Gerard grinned, up to the test. Simultaneously, he pushed a single digit through Frank's compacted entrance, causing him to arch and gasp, and then used his other hand to turn his face upwards so he could lean down and crash his mouth over his in a lethal kiss if need be.
The breach in his body made Frank feel like he was on Cloud 9 beneath heaven's light. He embraced the invasion, Gerard's calamitous lips, and his strong pale form demanding against him. Losing control of himself was also a welcome, for he no longer had to parade around like his feelings towards Gerard were nothing but platonic. Finally, he could let go of the sexual beast he's become during his pregnancy on the lone person who was always in his fantasy and yet always out of reach.