Title: Give 'Em Hell Kid - Sequel to My Way Home Is Through You!!
Rating: NC-17 overall.
P.O.V: Gerard's
Disclaimer: Not real. I have them locked up in my closet. Of course I do. Not!
Dedications: Rachael for writing this with me. Melody because she's my wifey.
Summary: Frank and Gerard are happily married, or, they were until Gerard turned up on the doorstep with a baby. Will they cope, or will their marriage suffer? This is the story of how they cope.
Author's Notes: Hey! Here's chapter 18! Okay, so. This is written by me. It's...the dirtiest thing I have ever written so far...and my first try at this kind of kink...so you know. Go gentle on me please =] But enjoy!


Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15a Chapter 15b Chapter 15c Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18Part1

 

Part 2

I dropped him on the bed, kissing him for his comment before walking back and closing the door. I walked back towards him, stopping at the drawer on the way. I watched as his eyes widened at the realisation of what it meant. What will be my toy of choice tonight? I take an object wrapped in cloth out of the drawer and look at him, “Undress Frank.”

He hastily moved his body, removing the clothing that covered his skin in record time, before sitting back in his position on the bed. I stepped up to the end of the bed, throwing the object behind him and undoing my jeans in front of his face, pulling out my already hard cock.

“Suck.” I demanded, slipping into my dominant character. I loved it when he allowed me to do this. He complied to my order, taking me in his mouth and licking along the underside. I buried my fingers in his hair, getting lost in the moment before I quickly regained composure, pulling him away. That was not how I planned to come tonight.

“Lie back.”

“Aren’t you getting naked too?” He asked as he did so.

“Ah, no talking.” I smirked, grabbing the cloth covered object from the bed, unwrapping it.

I kept it hidden from his sight, taking the cloth and running it through my hands as I crawled over him. Slowly I lifted his head slightly, wrapping the cloth round his jaw, gagging him.

“No noise.” I whispered as he whimpered slightly under the restraint. I smirked at him, knowing he got off on it really. I know him well. I reached behind me, grabbing the lube and the toy and brought them in front of me. His gasp was muffled as he saw what I was holding. A cage. We’re kinky like that.

I spread lube on the metal shaft to make it easier on him and slowly advanced on him. His breathing sped up, watching my actions as I slid the shaft down into his own until the little bead was resting in his slit. His hips bucked up as I secured the strap around his base and his balls. It was a snug fit. When everything was in place, I stepped back away from him, my hands going for the hem of my shirt.

“Dad!” I froze as I heard footsteps and Frank looked at me with wide eyes. “I’m going out with Brian! See ya!” I relaxed as I heard the door shut and returned to my previous task. My shirt came off and I shimmied out of my jeans, giving Frank a show as he groaned against his gag.

I returned to my position on top of him, grinding my hips down against his restrained cock. It gave me such a sense of power to know that I had the ability to dictate when he was to come. I loved it. He did too - secretly. A muffled groan came from him once again as his hands came up to rest on my hips. All along he could’ve removed the gag, but he knew not to it seems. I took his head in my hands, gently removing the cloth, the urge to kiss him becoming over-whelming.

“I don’t think we need this anymore.” I whispered, kissing him. “I wanna hear you scream.”

He groaned and arched up against me, the normal friction increased by the leather that surrounded his cock. I didn’t know about him, but I couldn’t take this much longer. I needed to get down to business.

I took the lube again and coated three fingers, pushing one into him without warning. He groaned and his cock twitched within the leather. “Do you want it?” I whispered huskily, kissing his inner thigh and adding another finger.

“God Gerard please.” he begged, jerking as I jabbed his prostate. I added another; continuously pressing against his prostate, loving the image of his cock twitching under my assaults and the groans falling from his lips.

I pulled back, giving him a quick kiss as I lubed myself up, eager to get inside him. I pushed forward, going through the ring of muscle and groaning at the sensation. It’s been way too long. I smirked devilishly as an idea popped into my head as I built a rhythm up. I guided my hand back down to his entrance, sliding the three fingers in beside my cock, keeping them stationary as I thrust in beside them. My other hand slid upwards towards his throat.

“Gee, please.” he groaned, reaching for his cock, desperate to be rid of the cage. I slapped his hand away, before returning to his throat. I rested my palm under his chin, pressing down slightly, hearing his moans become breathier.

As my hips sped up, the angle of wrist became awkward so I slid the fingers out, pressing harder on his throat. He tried to gasp but it came out silent due to the lack of oxygen. He slapped my hip and I took it as a sign and retreated my hand slightly, going more gentle.

I was getting close - I could feel it. I nailed Frank’s prostate and as he cried my name I came inside him, holding my position my release emptying right against the ball of nerves.

I removed my hand, let him get his breath back and slowly removed the cage as I pulled out. With not even two strokes of my hand, Frank came groaning loudly as his come hit my chest. We collapsed together in a heap, not caring about our sticky, dirty skin.

As we regained out breath and steady heart rates, a thought occurred to me. “You really do trust me with your life don’t you?”

Frank just looked at me and kissed my temple. “Of course. Everything.”