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synonomy: The Dark In Me
REC: Most things got better after he got clean, but not this. The one where Gerard and Frank starts a D/s relationship. I'm quite picky when it comes to BDSM fic but I really like this one. Not only is it scorchingly hot, the characterisations of both Gerard and Frank are wonderful and the development of their relationship is both fascinating and thought-provoking. (2013-03-24) Most Interesting D/s Relationship Dynamics of 2013: Gerard has few problems telling Frank what he needs. It's when Frank wants to know why Gerard needs it, and why he chose Frank to be the one to give it to him, that things get complicated. The workings of Gerard's mind is both fascinating and perplexing and the dynamics of their budding relationship interesting and thought-provoking. And the sex scenes are scorchingly hot! (2014-02-10)
QUOTE: "Pull my hair," he tells Frank, clearly. "Fuck my face. Make me choke on it."
Frank doesn't do it at first, and Gerard thinks it's because he doesn't believe him. So he does it himself, instead, going down on Frank so far he gags, again and again. Frank's cock isn't huge, but it's big enough to make him heave, spit and precome clogging thickly on his tongue. Frank leans against the wall and lets him do it, breathing heavily but otherwise not participating - though he doesn't say anything. He doesn't try to get Gerard to stop choking himself, and it's been so long since Gerard's had *anything*, that it's enough.
He shuffles closer, whining a little in his throat. He's got both hands on Frank's bare hips, taking him to the base over and over; his voice is going to be so wrecked, and he doesn't care at all. Eventually he has to pull off fully, hacking for air. Frank's cock is satisfyingly flushed, pressed tight to the paler, inked flesh of his belly, dripping with Gerard's spit.
Gerard looks up at him and smirks a little, panting. He can feel how far he's under, skin thrumming, pulse hard in his own dick. It's so thick, so consuming, that his vision is almost blurred.
Frank looks back down at him, maybe in awe, maybe disgust. It's hard to tell. "Christ. You really *do* like this, huh?" He suddenly grabs Gerard by the hair, and Gerard moans, instantly giving himself over to it, letting his mouth drop open so Frank can guide his cock back in. "Y'know, this is really fucking sick, Gee."
Gerard groans, muffled and needy, and drops a hand to palm at himself through his jeans. Most things got better after he got clean, but not this. If anything, it got worse. (3,380 words)
author:synonomy  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:character.study  fic:genre:PWP  concept:sobriety  relationship:friendship  relationship:d/s  smut:blowjob  smut:handjob  smut:fucking  smut:bondage  smut:bunk.sex  smut:public.sex  smut:pain.kink  smut:hairpulling  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary)  pov:Gerard  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-03  recced:2013-03  !!FAVOURITE.FIC 
march 2013 by turlough
la_dissonance: Sway
REC: Napping and bunk cuddling that leads to something more. A nice little story with great Way bros interaction. And it's really hot too. (2012-11-04)
QUOTE: For his part, Mikey seems to have gone back to sleep, though Gerard can tell from his breathing that he's not. Just zoned out, comfortably drifting because they have nowhere to be. Gerard absently pets his hair with a few fingers of the hand that's still holding the book, and Mikey makes a pleased sound and shifts up into the touch. Gerard freezes.
It crashes into him all at once - all this worrying about Mikey's body, Mikey's feelings, about what Mikey would think - it's all still there, but behind it is Gerard's body, Gerard's feelings, and they are overwhelmingly, unilaterally, *massively* turned on.
Mikey lifts his head and squints one eye open at Gerard. His hair is all messed up and his skin is all pink from sleep and Gerard wants to just -
"What?"
"What, what?" Gerard says.
"You stopped," Mikey says, scowling at him. "It was good, you should keep going." He flops his head back down, as if opening one eye was too much effort at this stage, and nuzzles into Gerard's chest. It's innocent, Gerard tells himself. There have been thousands of times Mikey has nuzzled into him like that, so why should it be sending tiny sparks flying under his skin now? Okay, maybe not the first time he's felt helplessly turned on by Mikey's very existence, but the first time in years that he hasn't been able to see it coming and head it off. Fuck.
Gerard clears his throat. "Sorry," he says, and resumes running his fingers through Mikey's hair. (1,980 words)
(also at http://bulletproof-fic.livejournal.com/14990.html?thread=428430#t428430 )
author:la_dissonance  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  activity:cuddling  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  smut:frottage  smut:bunk.sex  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  challenge:2012.Pan-Fandom.Frottage.Fest  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-11  recced:2012-11  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary) 
november 2012 by turlough
brooklinegirl: Postscript
REC: The one where Frank suggests that Gerard waits for it. Totally fabulous extended PWP. I love the way Frank is written and the way his and Gerard's relationship work. It's so much fun and so hot. (2012-09-09)
QUOTE: "Did you jerk off?" They're standing there, an appropriate distance from one another, like they're just chatting, like this is nothing at all.
"Oh." Gerard's face softens immediately, his 'I get it' look. "No, Frankie, you asked me not to."
"*Told* you not to," Frank corrects him. His face gets hot all at once - a different sort of hot from the sweaty blast of heat from the sun onstage. It's all mixed up inside - Gerard not jerking off, because Frank said not to, and Gerard talking about it so easy, here in the middle of Warped, surrounded by sound and music, where anyone could hear.
Gerard opens his mouth, then shuts it, and nods. "You told me not to," he repeats, so softly Frank almost doesn't hear it.
"Don't," Frank says. "Still don't. I want you to wait. Can you wait?"
Gerard nods again, still with that soft, open expression on his face, sort of like he's enjoying this, enjoying Frank telling him what to do. Or what not to do. "I can wait."
"Good." Frank's heart is beating kind of wildly, but he's still standing there, at ease, like this is a normal conversation.
Gerard pulls his cigarettes out of his jacket pocket and starts patting himself down, looking for a lighter. Frank's got one in his jeans pocket, but it takes him a minute to dig it out, he's so fucking hard in his jeans, Jesus *Christ*. He tosses it to Gerard, who lights his cigarette, and then fucking hands it over to Frank like he's his girlfriend, before lighting another one for himself.
Frank rolls his eyes at Gerard, but sucks in the smoke, watching Gerard. "Hotel night on Friday." That's three days from now. "Think you can wait that long?"
Gerard pauses with his cigarette in front of his mouth, smoke curling up around his face like he's in a scene from a black and white movie. "Yeah," he says, after a moment. "I can wait."
"Good." Frank's has to go. He has to get out of here. He's got, like, heat stroke, he thinks. The shade of the truck doesn't help with the temperature out here. He's gonna go back to the bus, lie down with a cold cloth over his face. Maybe another one over his dick. "Good," he says again, and it comes out sounding more sure of himself than he feels. "Friday. Okay."
He stumbles as he turns around, his feet getting in his way for no reason, but when he glances back at Gerard, Gerard's not laughing, he's just watching Frank with his bottom lip caught in his teeth, his cigarette still poised up by his face, like he's forgotten it.
Jesus Christ. It's gonna be a long three days. (12,710 words)
(also at http://brooklinegirl.livejournal.com/870564.html )
author:brooklinegirl  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:character.study  fic:genre:PWP  activity:performing  activity:cuddling  relationship:established  smut:handjob  smut:blowjob  smut:fucking  smut:masturbation  smut:bunk.sex  smut:vehicle.sex  smut:orgasm.denial  setting:on.tour  tour:2005.Warped  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Frank  +length:medium.10k-20k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-08  recced:2012-09  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary) 
september 2012 by turlough
akamine_chan: Bright White Noise
REC: Gerard has to be quiet and it's not something he's very good at. Scorchingly hot little PWP. (2012-09-02)
QUOTE: Frank's smile shifts, sharpens and he licks his lips. Gerard shakes his head and frowns, mouthing 'no', but he's blushing a little. Frank hasn't let 'no' stop him since the day he'd gotten Gerard's earnest lecture on "safe, sane, and consensual." They both have safe words, and they know how to use them.
"Not a sound," Frank whispers into Gerard's ear. He lingers for a moment, letting his lips trace the shape of Gerard's jaw before pressing a kiss to his mouth, as his hand wraps around Gerard's dick. Frank swallows the groan that Gerard makes, just this once and says, "Careful."
"Frank," Gerard starts to protest, but Frank takes a moment to lick the palm of his hand before stroking Gerard's dick again, making the glide a little smoother. Gerard twitches and bites his lip, hard, but Frank can hear how his breathing gets heavier, rougher.
Frank's back is twinging in the most uncomfortable way, but he can't bring himself to care, because Gerard is the hottest thing he's ever seen. His head is thrown back, hair like a dark halo, eyes squeezed shut against what Frank's making him feel. Gerard's fingers are tangled in the thin sheets and he's almost thrumming with tension.
Frank has to swallow back a giggle, because he can see that Gerard's trying to zen his way through this, inhaling slow and deep, holding his breath for a long count before exhaling just as slowly. Nuh-uh, no way in hell Frank's gonna let him get away with that. (1,430 words)
author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  relationship:established  smut:blowjob  smut:finger.fucking  smut:bunk.sex  smut:public.sex  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Frank  challenge:2012.Pod_Together  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-09  recced:2012-09  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary) 
september 2012 by turlough
desfinado: Counting Sheep But Running Out
REC: A fun little story in which Bob and Brian keep getting cockblocked by an insomniac Gerard. It's got a great Bob characterisation and I love the way the tour life is written. The sex is really hot too. (2012-02-19)
QUOTE: Brian gets a knee between Bob's spread legs and braces his elbows on either side of Bob's head, bringing the smell of cigarette smoke and deodorant with him as he leans down to suck hard at Bob's neck. Bob slides a hand up the curl of Brian's spine under his t-shirt, fabric bunching under his wrist, and doesn't waste time tracing his other hand up the inseam of Brian's jeans to fit his fingers neatly alongside his fly, cupping his dick.
"Gold digger," Bob says while Brian bares his teeth into the crook of his neck and bites down, working a hand under Bob's waistband.
"Jesus Christ," Brian laughs, breathless, pushing his hips forward as Bob rubs his thumb firmly along the length of his cock though his jeans. "Right, I'd be a millionaire. I've seen your wallet, Bryar, nothing but rubbers and a Taco Bell discount card."
"Nah, he's got like five pesos too," Gerard mumbles from somewhere behind them. Bob's hands still. "And, like -" Bob hears Gerard pause to yawn as Brian slides smoothly over to other side of the couch "- a gift card to Wal Mart. He's living large."
Bob blinks. Brian looks relaxed, rolling his shoulders as his t-shirt settles back into place over the flat of his belly and the dark hair there. Bob turns, but Gerard has both hands over his face and his eyes closed, scrubbing up and into his wild black hair as he shuffles into the lounge.
"Fuck you, I'm Fortune 500," Bob says after a beat, discreetly hitching his hips up to slip his belt buckle back into place.
Brian huffs a laugh. Gerard bumps into the kitchen table and finally opens his red-rimmed eyes all the way. "Now you are." Gerard smiles, crooked and warm. "You can buy all the tacos in the world, Bob."
"Can't sleep?" Brian asks. The side of his mouth quirks up when Bob meets his eyes.
"Fuckin' never can," Gerard grumbles into the mini fridge, rummaging around.
Bob sighs and rearranges his jeans. (4,350 words)
(also at http://archiveofourown.org/works/339608 )
author:desfinado  fandom:Bandom  condition:insomnia  occupation:manager  relationship:established  relationship:friendship  smut:blowjob  smut:bunk.sex  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Bob  challenge:2012.No.Tags  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-02  recced:2012-02  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Bob/Brian(primary) 
february 2012 by turlough
The Curious Lightness of Being Frankie
Gerard was the first one to find out that Frankie wasn't quite touching the surface of the bunk as he was sleeping.
author:megyal  pairing:frank/gerard  band:my.chemical.romance  rating:nc-17  setting:on.tour  setting:supernatural.au  smut:bunk.sex  smut:handjob  setting:band.life 
september 2011 by alltheunheard
subterfuge of tiny proportions
It usually takes Gerard hours to wind down from a show.

He has this crazy wired look in his eyes when they come offstage, all sweaty and flushed and jittery. He touches people more, talks a little louder, a little faster. Even now, even after all this time, it still gets to him. The nervous energy, the screams of the crowd, the music.
author:soundslikej  smut:bunk.sex  rating:nc-17  smut:frottage  setting:on.tour  setting:band.life  band:my.chemical.romance  pairing:frank/gerard 
september 2011 by alltheunheard
How You Do That Trick
Gerard looked out the window at the view, and it was still cornfields. It seemed like it had been cornfields, flat and lined to the horizon, since the sun had come up somewhere south of Rockford.

"When are we due in St. Louis?" he said.
smut:blowjob  smut:bunk.sex  pairing:frank/gerard  author:frausorge  band:my.chemical.romance  rating:nc-17  setting:on.tour  setting:band.life 
september 2011 by alltheunheard
wake up and notice
Everyone just stared at everyone else for a second until Mikey mumbled, "Everyone turned into a girl except you last night, so I guess now there won't be anyone to kill spiders."
setting:band.life  author:cim  pairing:frank/gerard  band:my.chemical.romance  rating:nc-17  setting:genderswap  setting:on.tour  smut:bunk.sex  smut:handjob  smut:blowjob  smut:frottage  smut:fucking  smut:het.sex 
september 2011 by alltheunheard
greedy_dancer: With This Fever (Yeah)
REC: It's Frank turn to take care of Gerard for once. A warm and relaxed and happymaking little pwp. (2011-01-30)
QUOTE: Gerard's skin is warmer than usual because of the fever, and Frank thinks he probably shouldn't find that as hot as he does. Frank wraps his hand against Gerard's dick and strokes firmly a couple of times, up and down and twisting a little. Gerard's fully hard now but the slide of Frank's palm is rough, Gerard's skin slightly clammy.
"Lube," Frank whispers into Gerard's ear, and Gerard goes "Wait, Frank, I don't think -" but Frank cuts him off. "Come on, I'm not going to fuck you, just give me lube so it's not so dry."
Frank wishes he could fuck Gerard, sink into his overheated body and push into him while he's all pliant and docile - which are not things Gerard is, most of the time. But Frank's been sick enough times to know that, while a nice orgasm does wonders for clearing up your sinuses and putting you to sleep, getting fucked isn't exactly at the top of your to-do list when you have the flu.
He lets go of Gerard's dick long enough to take the lube bottle Gerard grabs out of the space between wall and mattress, pours a liberal amount into his hand and goes for Gee's dick again. Gerard groans, immediately starting to push into Frank's fist, which brings his ass in contact with Frank's dick every other second. Frank really, really wishes they could fuck. (1,320 words)
(also at http://archiveofourown.org/works/268935 & http://greedy-dancer.livejournal.com/548296.html )
author:greedy_dancer  fandom:Bandom  condition:illness  relationship:established  smut:handjob  smut:frottage  smut:bunk.sex  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Frank  challenge:2011.Porn.Battle.11  posted:2011-01  recced:2011-01  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary) 
january 2011 by turlough
anna_unfolding: Accidental Bondage
REC: In which Gerard thinks Frank is taking the stagegay too far and there is also some accidental bondage. I really liked this story. The Gerard characterisation is great and I liked this take on his and Frank's relationship. The power dynamic between them was nicely handled, the sex was scorchingly hot, and the morning-after scene just right. (2011-01-02)
QUOTE: "Oh, hey," Frank said, not like Mikey at all. As though he hadn't been looking for Gerard. As though he hadn't expected to find him here. Gerard tilted his head.
"Frankie," he returned. His throat fucking hurt. Frank stood there for a moment, neither of them speaking. Gerard wanted to say something neutral to make it a little easier in the room, like, 'what are the rest of them up to', or 'is there any more water around here'? But then again, Frankie was the one who'd decided to lick him, to surge against his butt crack, again and a-fucking-gain. Frankie could find his own way out of this awkwardness, the perverted fuck.
But Frank was quiet. When he finally spoke, it was hushed, like a confession.
"You threw that shit down tonight, Gee." Frank had this way of being Gerard's best friend, his compatriot, his brother, and yet still his biggest fan. He had that photo of himself holding an 'I love Gerard Way' bumper sticker blown up and attached with electrical tape next to his bunk. Gerard didn't know why Frank never got cool about My Chem. He kind of hoped he never did.
"Yeah, Frankie. We fucking knocked it down." He closed his eyes. The door opened again, the room filling with the sound of the stage crew disassembling two tons of gear and a team of publicists and their camera crews wondering if they'd got the right footage for the DVD extra. Mikey's head popped in. (8,670 words)
author:anna_unfolding  fandom:Bandom  activity:performing  concept:stagegay  things:feather.boa  things:comics  relationship:friendship  relationship:UST  smut:masturbation  smut:bondage  smut:fucking  smut:handjob  smut:bunk.sex  setting:on.tour  tour:2005.Green.Day  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  posted:2010-12  recced:2011-01  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.5k-10k  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:character.study  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary) 
january 2011 by turlough
cynthia_rainbow: Ride Cymbal
REC: Bob and drumming and Frank. An absolutely beautiful poem with a wonderful rythm and lovely language. (2010-02-14)
QUOTE: (and there is frank / tumbling down / under the sound / guitar on top of him / shield for battle / back bending like a strained arch / bob thinks / the top center middle piece of / the st louis one / going in last because / it was the most / the only // arches, / he's thinking / what the hell? / he snorts) (728 words)
author:cynthia_arrow  fandom:Bandom  activity:performing  relationship:friendship  relationship:UST  smut:frottage  smut:bunk.sex  smut:biting  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Bob/Frank(primary)  pov:Bob  posted:2008-12  recced:2010-02  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.-1k  fic:category:slash  fic:form:poem  fic:genre:character.study 
february 2010 by turlough
coffeewordangel: Afternoon Delight
REC: An afternoon blowjob on the bus. Lovely. (2008-10-05)
QUOTE: The couches seem uncomfortable and he's tapped for ideas so he retreats to his bunk with his I-pod and stares up at the ceiling. Music washes over him, easing the twitching of his skin. Slowly Gerard's eyes droop shut and he slips into the mental plane between waking and dreaming. Warm fingers creep across the pale flesh peeking between his t-shirt and his jeans. They leisurely unbutton his fly, pulling the thick fabric down around his hips. (456 words)
author:coffeewordangel  fandom:Bandom  relationship:established  smut:bunk.sex  smut:blowjob  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  posted:2006-11  recced:2008-10  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.-1k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary) 
october 2008 by turlough
sociofemme: untitled fic
REC: Bob is woken up by suspicious noises. Incredibly hot and also funny and full of friendship. (2008-09-14)
QUOTE: Bob rolled his eyes. Fuckers, couldn't keep their voices down even when they were jerking off. But they didn't usually bother shushing each other, then, he realised curiously, and listened more closely. Another moan, a swishing sound that could be clothes or blankets being pushed aside, the slick sound of skin on skin - Bob was fully awake now, listening closely to try and figure out which of his bandmates was there, having sex with - jesus, the bus had only had him, Ray, Gerard, and Frank when they'd pulled out of the venue. Unless he'd managed to sleep through a stop somewhere, it had to be just them, and suddenly Bob had images running through his head. Gerard licking tattooed skin, Frank with his hand in a wild mop of curly hair, Ray making Gerard squirm and pant... god, Bob was having trouble breathing, listening to the soft sex sounds less than three feet away, and he didn't even know which two - or all three, *Christ* - were lying there.
The giggle floated up again, and Bob recognised it - Gerard, then, at least. He pictured wide eyes, dark with arousal, and pale skin, begging to be marked up, and slid a hand down his body to palm his suddenly urgent erection. Was it Frank there with him, then, or Ray? Were they just jerking each other off, or was Gerard living up to his onstage cocksucking bragging? Bob tried to keep his breathing steady as he carefully slid his shorts down a few crucial inches, gripping his cock tightly as he thought about Gerard's mouth opening around a hard cock, grinning slightly as he sucked cock like it was his favorite thing in the world.
When the noises changed below him, Bob stopped to listen - the moans were more frequent, and more bitten-off. More urgent. He didn't loosen his hand around his cock, and the pressure only added to the intensity of the darkness, of the half-heard sounds, and when the moaning turned into sharp whines, he had to work not to make any noise himself.
It was only when there'd been silence for a full minute that he moved again, holding the memory of the sounds in the forefront of his mind as he tried to be much quieter in orgasm than his bandmates had.
He decided against giving the Bunk Times Are Quiet Times lecture in the morning - perhaps tomorrow night, he might find out who the hell had been there with Gerard, and give his imagination more scope. (2,040 words)
author:sociofemme  fandom:Bandom  relationship:established  smut:voyeurism  smut:bunk.sex  smut:masturbation  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Bob  posted:2008-01  recced:2008-09  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary) 
september 2008 by turlough
iamtheenemy: Pavlov's Dog
REC: The one where Frank has a cunning plan to get Gerard to shower more often. So hot and funny. (2008-08-31)
QUOTE: Gerard's usual odor isn't exactly like walking through a rose garden, but Frank can't remember the last time the guy showered. From halfway across the room, Frank can make out Gerard's particular brand of dead animal-and-cigarette smoke scent.
"I'm not fucking you like that," Frank warns. "You smell like rancid ass."
Gerard sticks his nose under his collar and gives himself a curious sniff. "Oh, well. You go first then. I want to finish this."
When Frank comes out twenty minutes later, clean and damp and in a considerably better mood, Gerard is fast asleep on his back, the sketchbook resting on his stomach. Frank rolls his eyes and crawls into the other bed. Then he comes up with a plan. (1,100 words)
(also at http://oxoniensis.livejournal.com/363932.html?thread=17989532#t17989532 )
author:iamtheenemy  fandom:Bandom  relationship:established  smut:handjob  smut:shower.sex  smut:bunk.sex  setting:on.tour  tour:2005.Warped  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Frank  challenge:2008.Porn.Battle.6  posted:2008-07  recced:2008-08  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  fic:genre:PWP  !!FAVOURITE.FIC  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
sevenfists: Distance in the Afterlife
REC: The one where Gerard comes out during Project Revolution. Reading this story never fails to put me in a good mood, it's so fabulous. I love the way Gerard is written, the dialogue is wonderful and so are the band interactions. The slow reveal of what led Gerard to come out is very nicely handled and I really like the way his coming-out, the touring, and the stagegay are all woven together. (2008-02-10)
QUOTE: When they stop at a diner for breakfast, Mikey says, "Gerard wants us to talk about his sexuality."
"Oh my God," Gerard says. "Thanks, Mikes, but I really don't."
"It's important," Mikey says. "We need to have an atmosphere of acceptance and communication."
They all stare at him.
"That was a joke," Mikey says.
"It's too early in the morning for this," Ray says. "I want some scrambled eggs, can we have eggs?"
"It's a roadside diner, Toro," Brian says wearily. "They've got eggs."
"Who else wants a cigarette break," Gerard says.
"Me," Bob says.
"Breakfast first," Brian says. "We have to be back on the bus in an hour. You can smoke later."
"Okay guys, but seriously," Mikey says, "I think we've all been acting like nothing's happened, but this was a big step for Gerard, and maybe we should acknowledge that things are different for him, even if they maybe aren't different for the rest of us."
"Yeah, he's like a fucking butterfly emerging from his chrysalis," Frank says. "Pass the butter."
"Ha ha," Gerard says. "Seriously, I need a fucking cigarette." What he really needs is an entire fucking bottle of vodka, but if he says that out loud Mikey will probably start crying, and it's *way* too early in the morning for that.
"Gerard, we acknowledge that you would rather have intimate relations with dudes than with ladies," Bob says. "We're all very proud of you, and we think it's a great thing, and maybe Ray will give you a hug later, if you need one."
"Hey," Ray says.
"However," Bob continues, "none of us have ever been interested in the details of your sex life, and that hasn't changed, so please go on with that whole keeping it to yourself thing." He turns to Mikey. "If you don't take your fucking hands off my sausage links, I will castrate you."
"Jeez, sorry," Mikey says.
"That was a touching speech," Brian says. "Thank you, Bob."
"Your sarcasm's thick enough to kill a guy," Frank says.
"It's my specialty," Brian says.
"I hate all of you," Gerard says, when his voice finally starts working again. "Can we please never talk about this again?" (15,450 words)
(also at http://archiveofourown.org/works/208548 )
author:sevenfists  fandom:Bandom  activity:coming.out  activity:performing  activity:interview  concept:stagegay  relationship:brothers  relationship:friendship  relationship:UST  smut:bunk.sex  smut:blowjob  smut:shower.sex  setting:on.tour  tour:2007.Project.Revolution  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary)  pairing:MIkey/Alicia(secondary)  pairing:Gerard/OC(past)  pov:Gerard  posted:2008-02  recced:2008-02  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.10k-20k  fic:category:het  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:character.study  !!FAVOURITE.FIC 
august 2008 by turlough

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