I sat on a tombstone staring at the ground beneath my feet. It was to fucking cold to be sat outside waiting for a boyfriend that should of got here over an hour ago. When I arrived I thought that he would be here waiting but no he wasn't, noone was. I looked around paying little attention to who was buried here before perching on my current location. Although it was only late september the new jersey wind nipped at my skin and my fingers had turned to stone under the tatter of fabric that made up my gloves. I was about to give up and go home when I noticed something out of the corner of my eyes. could it be? well clearly. it was him approaching as noone normal would want to hang out here let alone come here for a date. as he got closer I noticed he had a black bag draped over his shoulder and a blue scarf ticht around his neck, I bet hes alot fucking warmer than me. when he saw me he waved his hand in a friendly gesture but I was less than happy with him at the moment, he seemed to notice my unhappy stance as when he was less than a meter away from me his smile faded and he asked me what was wrong.
"what do you mean whats wrong, first you call me at stupid oclock and tell me to meet you here over an hour ago and then you turn up fucking late"
I felt all the anger leave me in one breathe and fell as if I was being abit harsh but he mouthed sorry with a guilty look in his eyes before sliding on to the tombstone next to me. After a few brief moments of silence filled the air Gerards voice rose up and cut the tention.
"my aunt is buried here, I mean right here this is here grave stone"
I looked up at him and quickly jumped off of the gravestone completley forgetting until now that there was infact a body underneath my feet even more disturbing was the fact that it was Gerards relative and he seemed completely unfased by this. He just simply looked up at me and pulled a cigarette out of his pocket which he lit and casual took along drag out of before jumping off of the gravestone himself. I looked up at him and he procceded to walk off behind the war memorial. Obviously I followed him and when I turned the corner he was kneling on the ground laying out a blanket.
"well cmon babe sit down"
I looked at him and felt a psuh of relief hit me as I was thankful that we were no longer sitting on dead people. Obviously I joined him on the blanket and sat admiring the way the sunlight hit his hazel eyes.
"you have beautiful eyes Gee"
I felt myself go bright red as I knew what I said was stupid and corny but he simply smiled and moved away some of the her dangling in front of my eye.
"you have beautiful eyes to Frankie"
Gerard then proceeded to push me back against the blanket and press his lips against mine. the kisses werent short and akward or long and passionate they were just sexual and after a few seconds he began to kiss down my jaw line managing to mumble out a few words every now and then.
"and beautiful lips"
"and a beautiful neck"he had managed to make it to the top of my teeshirt he looked at me and let a playful smirk sit on his lips as he let his hands slide lower and lower down my body. it wasnt until he was gently rubbing the crotch of my jeans that I felt a hard on coming and he clearly felt it to as he stopped and pushed me back slowly grindig his hips against mine as he left marks across my neck. I couldn't help but let out a small moan which clearly seemed to impress him.
"well well someones enjoying themselves aren't they?"
I hated how smug he looked but god he was right however Frank Iero is no push over and I wasn't going to let him be the boss of me so I pushed up off of me and switched the rolls shall we say. I started kissing his neck and rubbign my hand against his now extremly tight jeans which in response left him letting out a small sound of pleasue.
"you know Gee you will feel a lot better if I took these off"
he simply noded in response and left me to undo his zipper. I looked down at him and for a moment I completley forgot where we were as I pulled his jeans and then goxers down to his knees exposing his fully erect cock to the biting wind of late september in new Jersey. I was obviously planning on sucking him off but I think he deserved a little punishment for leaving me waiting so long. I slowly ran my fingers up and down the shaft with my nails leaving the smallest white lines.
"oh fuck Frankie I I need this"
I looked up into his eyes and felt the wickedest smile draw itself across my face.
"now now Gee what do we say"
he looked down at me unsure of if I was joking or not but my facial expression made it clear that I wasn't.
"pp please Frankie I"
I couldn't tease him any longer and I practically threw my mouth on to him extracting a small gasp from his lips and a gagging noise from mine. (clearly I misinterpreted how big it was) Slowly I began to run my tounge up and down his dick unti lI auickened the pace occasionaly looking up at his face and admiring what I had achived in leading him to this complete state of incontrol. I had never been so dominant vefore and was taken back by how good it felt to see Gerard like this. all of his cries and whimpers made me feel like I was making him feel good and We were both in heaven when he finally came.
"Frankie I'm gonna I'm ah fuck FRANKIE!"
I took it all but spat it onto the ground immedietly after unable to bring myself to swallow it all without a drink on hand. As I looked across to gerard I noticed he had a large smile plastering his face and he was panting slightly with both his jeans and boxers still around his knees. It wasn't until that I realised what I had just done. I had just given Gerard Way a blow Job in the middle of a fucking cemetry thank god noone saw is all I can say.
"um excuse me"
Well thank god noone saw is what I could of said if I didn't turn round to see none other than Pete fucking Wentz stood towering above us clearly staring at Gerards out and still fully exposed penis. If he hadn't of just recieved a blow Job I'm pretty sure Gerard would of been crying at the point where he first made eyecontact with a very disturbed looking Pete.
woohoo so thats my first time writting SMUT I know its shit but meh. also I really wanted Pete to catch them quiet early on and to be the first so I'm glad I got it over and done with thanks for reading this bit sorry it to so long and remember to vote and comment.

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demolition lovers
Fanfictionfrank iero is the new boy in school and from the moment he arrives he can see that he is not going to enjoy the few months that followed. this he knew for certain before he met mikey and his older brother gerard...