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when mikey invited frank over he hadnt exactly expected to be nose to nose in bed with the hottest boy he'd met in a long while.
the hang out had started off completely normal, listening to one of mikeys plethora of records and chatting about everything and nothing. frank was smoking cigarettes and mikey was rolling his eyes every time he blew the dark smoke in his face.
just, something shifted, and the air was heavy. frank was looking at mikey with eyes that held a whole new emotion. they were wide yet squinted, his mouth ever so slightly open, just enough to show off how plump his bottom lip was.
frank was staring him down from just a few inches away. mikey hadnt even noticed he'd gotten closer, too caught up in his rambling to feel the shifting of the bed under him.
but now that he could practically feel frank breathing down his neck, all of his senses were on high alert. he felt franks body heat hitting him in waves, heard his own labored breaths, felt his palms get sweaty and cold all at once.
"hey," mikey whispered shakily, making eye contact with the other.
frank swallowed, "hey."
mikey paused and observed frank, sitting criss-cross and facing him completely, hands in his lap, leaning towards mikey.
he thought, vaguely, it looked like frank wanted to kiss him.
mikey was no stranger to kissing chicks, maybe even making out once or twice if he hit the jackpot. but never someone he knew, never someone he cared about, and definitely never a man.
mikey wiped his palms off on his pajama pants, "you.. need something, man?"
frank blinked slowly, tilting his head down and looking at mikey through half-lidded eyes, "i dunno."
"uhm, youre.. youre looking at me funny," mikey laughed nervously, suddenly aware of his awkward posture and unbrushed teeth.
"am i?"
mikey nodded and scooted to face towards frank head-on, copying the other boys position. he watched as frank studied his movements, still blinking slow as ever.
after a solid minute of awkward glances and a few anxious laughs, mikey reached out and touched franks thigh, just kinda resting it there. he had no idea what he was doing, if frank wanted him to kiss him or not, if frank was secretly having a panic attack, or something.
frank leaned in further, now looking at mikeys lips rather than his eyes. that prompted mikey to gulp and move his hand in a small rubbing motion.
"do.." mikey rethought his words. "im gonna kiss you. tell me to stop."
with that, mikey leaned in towards franks face, franks hand quickly finding mikeys cheek, and he pressed his lips to the others. mikey pulled back just as quickly as he leaned in, biting his cheek. was that right?
franks hand still held mikeys face, grip gentle enough that he could pull away if he wanted. mikey noticed franks lips pulled into a small smile.
"was that okay?"
"more than. again? please?" frank mumbled.
mikey leaned back in, tilting his head to fit his nose and glasses beside franks face, and kissed him again. mikey dragged his hand from franks thigh to his back, holding him there. their lips moved in tandem, little smacking sounds emitting from between them.
frank pulled back this time, eyes star struck and still as unusual as they looked before. mikey wanted to name that look hungry, but he wouldnt want to get ahead of himself.
franks hand slid up mikeys face to straighten his glasses and push a strand of hair from his face. it was mikeys turn to blink slow, actually processing the situation.
mikey had just kissed frank. mikey, mikey way, just kissed his friend, frank iero, on the lips. he kissed a boy. and he liked it.
mikeys hand dropped from franks back and onto the bed behind him.
"mikey?" frank hummed, removing his hand from mikeys head.
"whyd we just do that?" mikey asked, sort of rhetorical.
franks smirk widened slightly, "did you like it?"
"yeah, i think i did."
mikey barely heard frank saying 'good' before he dragged frank into another kiss, hand on the back of his head, gently urging him forward.
frank complied eagerly, holding mikeys waist with both of his hands. as they kissed, mikey felt franks tongue poking out of his mouth once or twice, probably accidentally, but it spurred him on.
mikey pulled back for a quick breath before diving back in, tangling his hand in franks hair and licking at the others lips. frank opened his mouth and arched his back into mikeys body, whining when mikeys tongue finally brushed against his.
they stayed like that for a while, sitting awkwardly across from each other with their hands grabbing bodies. that was, until, mikey tugged franks hair lightly and frank all but moaned into the kiss.
mikey quickly let go and pulled back, worried he had hurt frank.
"shit, sorry, you okay?"
frank stared back at him, mouth hanging open and eyes nearly vacant.
"do that again."
mikey uncrossed his legs and crawled towards frank, sitting on his knees in front of him before grabbing a fistful of franks hair and pulling his head back.
the sound that came from franks lips was music to mikeys ears, a high pitched gasp accompanied by his back arching even further, eyes clamped shut. as mikey curled his fingers further and twisted his hair, frank grew more and more pliable in his hands.
mikey, the poor virgin he was, had watched enough porn to know frank was enjoying himself, but he hadnt a clue on how to continue. the power trip he was on gave him far too much confidence.
"you like that?" he whispered, half-teasingly and half seriously.
frank just opened his eyes and stared up at mikey, smiling lazily. mikey took that as a yes. he leaned down and kissed frank again, passionate and full of teeth clinking and drool on their lips.
when mikey finally dropped franks hair and laid back a bit, frank seemed a bit more like himself. however he still looked vacant.
"mikey, fucking mikey, whered you learn all that? what more do you know? do you kiss boys all the time?" frank rapid fired questions.
mikey quickly replied, "i dunno, man! i dont know what i know- and no! i dont kiss boys, like, ever."
frank giggled and grabbed mikey by the neck to kiss him again, quick and sweet.
"wanna try more?"
mikey nodded tentatively before tugging frank by his hair again, watching him go limp and whimper. he pushed frank down on the bed, head somewhere near the pillows, and crawled between his legs.
he glanced down and noticed how hard frank was, before realizing how hard he was himself. mikey let go of franks hair and brought that hand to rub franks bulge through his pants, watching his hips kick up into his hand.
"jesus," mikey murmured. "what do you wanna do?"
frank looked down at mikey, frowning thoughtfully, "you got lube?"
mikey looked up at frank in surprise, "you wanna go that far?"
"not full dick in butt! just.. fingers?"
mikey nodded slowly, "you ever.. finger yourself?"
frank shook his head, biting his pointer finger.
"and.. and you want me to be your first?" mikey asked breathily.
"yeah. and yes, im sure."
mikey hummed nervously and fumbled around in his nightstand, grabbing a small bottle of lube he'd never used.
"okay.. how about.. you flip around, hands and knees?" mikey suggested.
without speaking, frank flipped over and arched his back, head resting on his arms and looking back at mikey. mikey was taken aback by how easily he assumed the position.
mikey shuffled franks pants down just under his ass, boxers following, and eyed his ass with huge eyes. mikey.. mikey never considered boys to be something he'd have any interest in. but franks ass, spread to show his hole, just barely getting a peek at his balls, really did something for him.
mikey only realized he'd been staring when frank wagged his hips a bit with a whine, "dont just stare!"
mikey startled and struggled with the lube bottles cap, finally popping it off and applying a generous amount to his pointer and middle fingers. he grabbed one of franks cheeks and pulled them apart, carefully smearing the lube on his hole.
franks whole body shivered, back arching further into a dip with a whine that was barely audible. mikey bit his bottom lip before going back for more lube, dripping it onto his pointer and bringing it back to franks ass.
"im.. jesus.. im gonna put one in, tell me if.. yknow.. somethings wrong," mikey weakly demanded.
with that, mikeys finger slipped smoothly into frank, going all the way until franks rim reached mikeys palm. frank huffed and puffed, his eyes closed shut tight.
"you okay, frankie?" mikey asked nervously.
frank thrust himself back on mikeys fingers instead of answering, and he got the hint. he carefully pulled his finger out and pushed it back in, watching for any pain from frank. none came.
"do you.. want more?"
"yeah, yeah, please."
mikeys breath hitched at how desperate frank sounded and how his hole clenched around nothing when his finger came out completely. he reapplied lube to two fingers and gently wedged them into frank, reveling in the way frank completely fell apart.
his legs spread further apart and his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth fell agape. mikey wished he could live in this moment forever. frank felt so fucking good around his fingers, so tight and wet, and mikey would be happy to die here.
mikey wasnt sure if he should move or not, so he twisted his fingers around before curving them up. frank groaned and wiggled his ass again. mikey thrust his fingers in and out a few times, before curling them as well.
after a few tries mikey found that spot in frank, the one that made him gasp and drool. genuinely drool. mikey hit it a couple more times before he draped himself over franks back, hand still in him.
mikey had a bit of a big ego right now, having frank come undone on his hand. he leaned over and kissed frank with a feverish pace. he grabbed franks hair at the same time he curled his fingers into his prostate, causing frank to curve his ass into mikeys crotch just right.
mikey huffed, rolling his hips against franks ass while fingering him, hair still pulled taut, so tight franks head was being held up.
"frankie, fuck, you feel so good 'round me," mikey groaned.
"yeah, yeah, more, yeah," frank mumbled. "close already."
mikey felt drunk on franks essence, his pliancy and willingness. he fucked into frank mercilessly while humping him, rocking the whole bed and both of them in a steady rhythm.
"gonna cum? you gonna cum? youre so, fuck, im fucking you stupid," mikey giggled breathlessly.
frank could only nod, rocking his ass back against mikeys every push, chasing his high.
"im.. im literally fucking you stupid, you cant talk, youre so.. pathetic, frankie."
with one more harsh pull to his hair, frank came undone, hot cum lining the bedsheets under him. mikey slowed down his fingers but kept rutting against franks ass.
a few more aggressive rubs and mikey was done, leaving a large damp spot on his pants. he carefully pulled his fingers out of franks hole and wiped them off on the bed beside him.
mikey readjusted frank so that his lower half was naked, now laying on his back, and grabbed a few tissues to clean him up, occasionally leaning down and giving him a quick kiss.
"sorry if i was mean," mikey said sheepishly while putting away the lube, "i got carried away."
frank giggled, "youre fine. i liked it."
mikey smiled softly and laid in bed beside frank, facing him, foreheads touching lightly.
mikey was sure he'd have all kinds of questions for himself and frank, all kinds of mini crises to suffer through about wether or not this makes him gay or if its just friends being friends.
but right now, he was staring into franks eyes, so full of affection and trust that he didnt have the guts to panic. mikey let himself just sit in the afterglow, legs tangled with the other boys.
mikey didnt know how he got here, really, it was just one look. but maybe he had missed some.. pretty obvious hints. like frank slapping his ass, or frank hooking up with chicks that looked like mikey, or frank always rubbing up against mikey like a fucking dog.
mikey now knows he had missed some hints. hints he wished he noticed earlier, laying in bed with a now sleeping frank beside him. maybe frank would just wanna be fuck buddies. mikey didnt like that thought much, especially not now that he can feel his heart swelling with how beautiful frank truly is.
whatever, mikey shakes his head, he needs sleep, and he'll think differently in the morning.
mikey rolled over and stared at the wall until the sun began to rise.