Sleeping With Ghosts
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Category:
My Chemical Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
21
Views:
2,032
Reviews:
29
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sleeping With Ghosts
Gerard
I lay in my bed, afraid of what was to come. It'd happened every night since we'd moved into this house. Mom, Dad, Mikey and me. When I heard the familiar rush of wind I shivered. Then he appeared, beautiful as ever. He floated over to the bed and stared down at me, pity in his eyes. "What's wrong Gerard?" He asked me softly like he always did. 'I'm still scared." I replied. He shushed me then crawled onto the bed. I didn't know ghosts could crawl. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you." he whispered. I shivered as I felt him touching me under the blanket. "Please don't do this." I whimpered, but it did no good. He just smiled and kissed my forehead. "It's for your own good baby." He replied.
His hand started to work my cock and I couldn't help myself, I moaned. He seemed to always know what to do to make me get off. I could feel myself growing hard under his touch even though I didn't want to. I shivered and he laughed. "Don't worry Gerard, I'll make you feel good." "Stop please! I'm... Oh God... I'm not like this." I declared to him, hardly able to get air in my lungs. "Like hell you're not, you're enjoying this as much as I am." He replied, then smiled at me wickedly. "Just stop!" I yelled at him but he didn't listen, he actually clamped his spectral hand over my mouth. "Don't want to wake your parents do you? And what would they say if they saw you like this?" Finally I gave myself up and let him do as he pleased. I don't know why I always fought him, I knew I wanted this. Maybe saying it was rape made it easier to deal with, better to be raped than to be gay.
He smiled and jacked me harder, his hand starting to hurt me slightly as I writhed against him. My hips bucked up into his touch, making him laugh as I groaned. I could feel the orgasm building as his strokes grew faster, shorter. Oh God I was about to come! I felt his tongue licking my head and that did me in. I came and I came hard. He tried to swallow it but it when through his mouth and splashed back onto me. He rolled his eyes and released me, moving away from me. "Still can't do it yet." I started to cry as I grabbed some Kleenex from my bedside table to clean myself off. "I hate you Brian!" I said to him, still crying. I hated that he'd brought this side of me out. "But I love you Gerard." He replied, then vanished.
I lay in my bed, afraid of what was to come. It'd happened every night since we'd moved into this house. Mom, Dad, Mikey and me. When I heard the familiar rush of wind I shivered. Then he appeared, beautiful as ever. He floated over to the bed and stared down at me, pity in his eyes. "What's wrong Gerard?" He asked me softly like he always did. 'I'm still scared." I replied. He shushed me then crawled onto the bed. I didn't know ghosts could crawl. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you." he whispered. I shivered as I felt him touching me under the blanket. "Please don't do this." I whimpered, but it did no good. He just smiled and kissed my forehead. "It's for your own good baby." He replied.
His hand started to work my cock and I couldn't help myself, I moaned. He seemed to always know what to do to make me get off. I could feel myself growing hard under his touch even though I didn't want to. I shivered and he laughed. "Don't worry Gerard, I'll make you feel good." "Stop please! I'm... Oh God... I'm not like this." I declared to him, hardly able to get air in my lungs. "Like hell you're not, you're enjoying this as much as I am." He replied, then smiled at me wickedly. "Just stop!" I yelled at him but he didn't listen, he actually clamped his spectral hand over my mouth. "Don't want to wake your parents do you? And what would they say if they saw you like this?" Finally I gave myself up and let him do as he pleased. I don't know why I always fought him, I knew I wanted this. Maybe saying it was rape made it easier to deal with, better to be raped than to be gay.
He smiled and jacked me harder, his hand starting to hurt me slightly as I writhed against him. My hips bucked up into his touch, making him laugh as I groaned. I could feel the orgasm building as his strokes grew faster, shorter. Oh God I was about to come! I felt his tongue licking my head and that did me in. I came and I came hard. He tried to swallow it but it when through his mouth and splashed back onto me. He rolled his eyes and released me, moving away from me. "Still can't do it yet." I started to cry as I grabbed some Kleenex from my bedside table to clean myself off. "I hate you Brian!" I said to him, still crying. I hated that he'd brought this side of me out. "But I love you Gerard." He replied, then vanished.