Parking

P.O.V. Frank

Gerard turned 26 today and decided to throw a party. Unfortunately only about ten people showed up and by now most of them have left.

It's just me and him and Mikey and Ray and Quinn now. Mikey has his arms around Quinn as he and Ray immerse themselves in an epic battle of video games. Gerard sighs, sitting down his beer and staring at the TV screen. If you ask me it's not much of a birthday. His girl friend didn't even bother to call. You'd think she'd have wanted to spend the day with him at least. I hate it when he's sad. His eyes shouldn't be so vacant. I long to hold him and tell him it'll be okay. At least put a smile on his face. I hate it when he hurts.

"Hey." He says dimly, looking over at me. "Wanna go for a ride?" He gets up be fore I answer and I just follow him.

"Where are you going?" Mikey asks as I walk out the door and I shrug my shoulders at him.

"For a ride..." I close the door and go get in the passenger side of Gerard’s black Honda. "Um…where are we going?" I ask as he messes with the CD player.

"I have no idea."

It's like that for a while; us driving around singing and screaming with the music and heading nowhere. He laughs at me as I play air guitar and I laugh with him. I admit I've got a bit of a buzz on and Gerard probably does too. But that's what makes it fun.

Without warning he spins the car off to the left, making a forty M.P.H. turn into a dirt road and I can't do anything else but laugh.

"Dude that was so fucked up." I tell him and he laughs.

"I know man. I drive like a bat out of hell!" More laughter follows as the music pounds in our ears. We come to the end of the road but instead of stopping he veers off into a field, not bothering to slow down as the bumpy ride bounces us around. He stops suddenly and we jerk forward before he puts it in park and shuts it down.

Silence takes place of the screams and pimped out guitars. Our laughter has stopped and a serious tone has drifted around us.

He gets out without saying a word and walks around to my side, opening the door and letting me out, because it's broken from the inside. It's a new, nice looking car but it's still a piece of shit.

We lean against the side and he looks at the stars as I kick the dirt at my feet and wonder what the hell we're doing our here. In the middle of nowhere New Jersey, looking up at the sky.

"I've always wanted to do this." He says and I look at him with a puzzled expression.

"Do what?"

"This." In a split second his lips are pressed on mine and the only thing I can think of is that they are soft and warm and I like it. I find myself kissing him back and pulling him closer, wanting more of that warmth and softness against me.

"I love you." I breathe and before I realize I've said it he's saying it back and our lips are meeting and parting again as our tongues move together and against each other. He moans into me and I take his jacket in my hands, pushing it back over his shoulders and down his arms, letting it fall to the ground.

We try to catch our breath as my arms wrap around him and he smoothes the hair out of my face, searching my eyes for the answers to his questions. Before he has much more time to think, I press our lips together and he counts that as a willing invitation, which more or less is exactly what it is. His hands move down my sides and around my hips pushing down my jeans and boxers and allowing me to step out of them before his hands grip the flesh and he lifts me up, resting me against the back door of the car.

"What are we doing?" I whisper quietly into the crook of his neck. My mind isn't exactly in any state of cognitive thought.

"Well...I'm quite sure we're going to have sex."

"Okay." I press our lips together wrapping my legs around his hips as his hands roam over my body. He pulls my shirt up over my head breaking our kiss for a second before his lips push against my neck, nipping and kissing as my hands franticly undo his belt and jeans, sliding them down until they fall around his ankles. He smirks at me as the nude of our flesh presses together with warmth. He spits in his hand and coats his length with it. I wince in pain as he presses into me quickly and he stills himself, realizing that he's hurt me.

"Sorry, sorry...I forgot you've never done this before."

"No, it's okay I want to."

"I'll be gentler"

"Shhh...It’s okay." I cup his cheek in my hand and pull him to me, kissing him softly to reassure him and make him feel like I want this cause right now, I do.

My fingers become tangled into his hair, as he starts moving inside me, holding my body close to his own. It feels weird at first but when I'm used to it, it's a good kind of weird; sort of ticklish and nice. Our lips part and I lean back a little onto the car when he hits something inside me and I moan loudly deciding that this is the best feeling in the world.

"God Damn it." I exclaim and he grins at me.

"I knew you'd like it."

He's thrusting harder and harder, hitting that spot more times than I can count awakening the carnal need I didn't even know I had. I lean my head against the roof of the car, biting my lip to stop myself from screaming. He kisses my neck, his wet lips warm against my skin and I can't hold back the moan that forms on the tip of my tongue. My breath is heavy in his ear and his teeth bite the skin on my neck, making me cry out in painful pleasure. I wrap my arms around him tightly, holding his bare shoulders and trying to pull him closer as the force of his thrusts move me against the car.

"I love you." I pant and we rest our foreheads together, staring into each other’s eyes.

''Really?" He asks, emphasizing the question with a particularly hard thrust, causing us both to let out matching moans.

"Yes." I breathe as our lips fall together in an open mouth kiss and we catch each other’s moans. His fingers wrap around my cock and I part from his lips inhaling sharply from the fiery feeling. "Aw fuck, oh god...Shit Gee...ungh..."

"I love you too." No longer than his words finish do our mouths tangle together roughly as I roll my hips against him. "Cum for me." He whispers in my ear between heavy breaths after our lips part and the mere sound of his voice pushes me that much closer when he whispers again. "Are you close?" He asks quietly and I bite my lip, nodding silently as my heavy breaths become uneven.

"I'm gonna...ungh...cum..." Before I can even finish my sentence (if you can call that one) I'm spilling into his hand, breathing out his name. My orgasm leaves me breathing hard with the warm liquid dotting up my body clear up to my neck.

"Oh God...ummn... " I hear his breath hitch in his throat and he puts one hand on the car to steady himself, his last thrusts are harder and slower. The sudden warmth filling me as he cums inside me is beautiful in it's own way and he gently rocks into me. I never knew sex could be this good.

He looks to me, both of us panting heavily, his eyes misted with a tired form of lust before he kisses me softly. We re-dress ourselves after he pulls out of me and puts me down, brushing the dirt off his jacket. It's quiet as we get in the car, not saying anything. I don't feel drunk anymore. He doesn't start it, but just sits there with his hands on the wheel as if he's lost in deep thought.

"Did you mean it...You know...back there?" He asks suddenly.

"What the sex?"

"No. That...Well, when you said you love me." I can tell by his voice that he's serious, the way he sounds so soft spoken and unsure.

"Well what do you think?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well..."I say quietly. Nervous. " I…wouldn't have said it if I didn't." He thinks for a moment.

"You know that was the best birthday present I've ever gotten."

"What the sex?" He looks out over the steering wheel, not meeting my eyes as I stair at him.

"No...Well yea that too but...I meant you saying you love me." I smile at this, feeling like I love him more now that I did five minutes ago. "Um.." His eyes are till diverting my gaze, but at least he's facing me. "Are you doing anything Friday?"

"Hmmm...Gerard...Are you asking me on a date?" He blushes slightly, smiling beneath the shy undertones of pink.

"Only if you're going to say yes." I smile helplessly.