Tainted love

NOT MINE!!! I don't own mikey or gerard way, i just own the story (unfortunately!)


Gerard stared. He couldn't help it, the scene was just too damn erotic for him to be able to take his eyes off it. The guy he was secretly head over heels in love with, was doing an extremely good job of giving an ice lolly the best blowjob it had ever had.

The beautiful lips closed over just the very tip of the lolly and sucked before sliding down and deep throating almost the entire thing, before nibbling and licking all the way up to the top.

He nearly lost it when a tongue, stained purple from the blackcurrent flavouring, swirled round the tip of the lolly and wrapped around it in a way Gerard hadn't thought was actually possible.

His secret crush glanced up and gave him a sweet smile, the sort of smile that made Gerard want to jump him, right in the middle of the park. Only problem was, the guy he was in love with was his brother.

"For fuck's sake Mikey, would you just eat the damn thing already?" he snapped, regretting it as Mikey's adorable smile faded.

"What's the matter Gee? You've been really short tempered and weird with me lately and you won't tell me why. I thought it was just the stress of touring, but we've been home for three weeks now and you're still behaving strangely. If I've done something to upset you, just tell me what it is and we can talk about it."

"You've done nothing wrong Mikey, I'm sorry I snapped, I'm just a bit stressed at the moment, I didn't mean to take it out on you."

Mikey finished his popsicle, much to Gerards relief and turned to face his older brother.

"Tell me what's wrong, maybe I can help."

Gerard almost told him. He hated keeping things from Mikey, they'd never had any secrets from each other and as this one involved Mikey quite heavily, Gerard felt even more guilty. But then there were the feelings of self loathing and disgust.

He'd tried alcohol and drugs to get rid of the feelings but it hadn't worked and he'd given up because he could see how much he was hurting himself and Mikey, but he couldn't help hating himself. He knew it was wrong, having these feelings, but he couldn't stop them and they'd only grown stronger over the years.

He could imagine the look on Mikey's face if he told him. He could almost picture the look of loathing as his beautiful baby brother told him that he hated him, that he no longer existed for him, and all because Gerard fell in love with the wrong person. So instead Gerard kept it all inside, battling with himself day after day.

"It's nothing you can help me with. I need to work this out on my own. I think I'm gonna go for a walk, I'll see you later."

"But Gerard, I thought we were gonna have a day together, we don't really have that much time to hang out on tour, we're always too busy."

Mikey realized he was talking to himself as Gerard walked away across the park.

Gerard entered the house quietly around 1am, taking his shoes off at the door and tiptoeing through the lounge.

"Where the hell have you been?"

Gerard nearly jumped out of his skin. He hadn't seen Mikey sitting in the armchair near the window as he'd been too concerned with not waking anyone up.

"SHIT! Mikey, you made me jump, what are you doing up?"

"You didn't answer my question. Where have you been?"

"I've got an art studio hidden away and I go there to paint when I'm stressed and I don't want anyone to find me, it helps me relax. I didn't realize how late it had gotten. Anyway, you didn't answer my question either."

"I was worried about you, so when I went up to go to bed I stuck my head in your door to see if you were ok and you weren't back so I got worried and decided to wait up."

"Oh, that's sweet. Well I'm fine so you can go to bed now." Gerard started to walk towards the stairs when he heard the noise that always made his blood turn to ice. Mikey was crying.

Gerard had always looked after Mikey all the way through school when Mikey got bullied, through everything, and the one thing that always broke him was to hear his beloved Mikey cry.

"Mikey, what's the matter? Don't cry, whatever it is will be ok, I'll help you fix it I promise."

Gerard pulled Mikey out of the chair and sat down, pulling Mikey back onto his lap, forgetting about his lust, only wanting to comfort his brother.

"It....it's you." Mikey said, sniffling as he tried to stop the tears.

"What's me?" asked Gerard confused

"It's you that's upset me. We used to be really close Gee, you used to be the person I'd tell everything to, and the other way round. But something's changed and you won't tell me what. Why don't you talk to me anymore?"

Gerards heart broke. He had had no idea that he was hurting Mikey so much and the guilt over hurting him was quickly outweighing the guilt of being in love with him.

"Ok, I'll tell you why I've been acting weird but you have to promise not to hate me. You're the one making me tell you, I wasn't going to do anything about it. Oh who am I kidding, you're going to hate me anyway so I just wanna tell you that I'll leave the band, you don't have to cos it's not your fault."

"Leave the band? Gerard it can't be that bad that one of us has to leave, you're probably just overreacting."

"I love you Mikey."

"Yeah and I love you too Gee."

"No, Mikey you don't get it. I love you. I'm in love with you, in a non-brotherly way."

"I don't believe you."

"I'm sorry Mikey, please forgive me."

"No, I mean, I don't believe you. Prove it."

"WHAT?!" Gerard sat, stunned. He must be going out of his mind, there was no way Mikey just said that.

Mikey sighed patiently. "I said-prove it. Fuck me, right here, now."

Gerard was pretty sure his mouth was on the floor by now but he managed to pick up his jaw long enough to reply "What, is this some sort of test? If I do then I really am a perverted fuck who wants to have sex with his own brother, and you hate me?"

"Gee, I just told you I love you."

"Yeah in a brotherly way."

"Who said?" Mikey shifted so he was straddling Gerards lap and rubbed his obvious arousal against him. "Does that seem brotherly to you?"

Gerard shook his head mutely, unable to believe this was real. As a hand found it's way between them and started rubbing his errection through his pants he closed his eyes and let out a moan. "God I hope this isn't another dream."

There was a soft chuckle and he felt a warm breath on his ear as Mikey leant in close. "You've dreamed about this?" the distracting hand was now inside his pants, stroking the hardness it found there.

"Yes" Gerard hissed "So many times, but they always turned into nightmares at the end because you told me I was disgusting for loving you, and you left."

"I'm not going anywhere, not until you get fed up with me. We can have this talk later but right now I need you to touch me." They both stripped each other quickly, desperate to be with each other how they'd always dreamed of being.

They kissed deeply, passionately, Mikey's talented tongue stroking against Gerards making the older man moan and whimper into his brothers mouth. Suddenly Mikey turned and started walking out the room.

"Mikey?"

Mikey turned and looked at Gerard, realizing what was going through his head. "I'm just going to find something, I'll be back I promise."

Gerard sat back in the chair and waited nervously. A few minutes later Mikey was back with a bottle of hand lotion.

"Couldn't find any lube but this is good enough. I want you to fuck me, no foreplay, we've got plenty of time for that, I just need you."

"Whatever you want. Anything." Gerard's words trailed off into a moan as Mikey's hands started spreading the lube over his throbbing cock.

The hand pumping his cock was bringing him closer and closer to the edge but just as he was on the verge of climax, the hand disappeared.

"Mikey!" Gerard moaned, thrusting his hips up desperately trying to find some kind of friction to relieve himself. His eyes opened wide though as Mikey straddled him again and began to lower himself. Gerard grabbed his hips to stop him.

"Mikey, you can't just do that, you need to be prepared first or it will hurt."

"I know, this isn't my first time with a guy and anyway, I kinda did it earlier."

"You were with a guy earlier?" Gerard asked, jealousy flaring up inside him

"No, I was by myself" Mikey blushed "It helps me get myself off sometimes, I imagine it's you."

The confession was too much for Gerard to handle and he pulled Mikey down as he thrust up causing a pleasure filled moan from the man above him.

They locked eyes as the passion started to build, Mikey raking his nails down Gerards back as he rode him, panting as Gerard stroked him in time with their thrusts. Mikey could feel himself getting close, and clenched his muscles around his brothers cock, the added friction causing Gerard to cum, biting down on Mikey's shoulder to stop a scream and causing Mikey to orgasm, the sticky white fluid coating both their chests as they slumped in the chair completely spent.

Mikey came back down to earth to see Gerard licking his cum off his hand.

"Oh god Gerard, you have no idea how hot you look right now."

Gerard pulled him into a soul searing kiss, allowing Mikey to taste himself on his lovers lips and tongue.

"How about we go up to my room and you can show me how hot you think I look?" suggested Gerard, smirking.

Smirking back, Mikey got up from the chair and dragged Gerard up the stairs with enough ideas to keep Gerard in his room for a VERY long time.


Sorry for the lame ending, I was suffering from writers block but I wanted to finish the story! please review