Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/2017665.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      MCR_-_Fandom, frerard_-_Fandom, My_Chemical_Romance
  Relationship:
      frerard_-_Relationship, Frank/Gerard, Frank_Iero/Gerard_Way
  Character:
      Frank_Iero, Gerard_Way
  Additional Tags:
      highschoolAU, Oneshot, Dorm_Room, NC17, Rating:_NC17, dorm_room_sex, Sex,
      PWP, Sexual_Content, Anal, Anal_Sex, teenage_sex, frerard_sex, Virginity,
      Loss_of_Virginity, First_Time, minor_fluff
  Series:
      Part 1 of I_Don't_Really_Hate_You
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-07-25 Words: 2041
****** I Don't Really Hate You - version 2 ******
by aellae_mcr
Notes
     So someone (Cartoonspider on LiveJournal) loved the original story I
     posted and made some changes that I like better, so here is the
     better version!!!!!! It can also be found here: http://
     cartoonspider.livejournal.com/6840.html
     That is where the person who wrote the better version posted it.
"I don't fucking understand this! Teach me better, faggot!" Gerard yelled at
his roommate and math tutor, Frank.
"What the fuck do you want me to do?" Frank yelled back at Gerard, his roommate
and high school bully.
You see, ever since Frank Iero started his freshman year of high school at
Preston High Boarding School for Boys, Gerard Way has bullied him. At first it
was just about his hair, piercings, and tattoos, but ever since Gerard found
out that Frank is gay, he hasn't given Frank a break. Now, at seventeen and in
their junior year of high school, Gerard and Frank are assigned roommates and
tutors; Frank tutors Gerard in math and Gerard tutors Frank in English. If they
don't tutor each other there are serious punishments, such as having to scrub
the school bathroom with toothbrushes. (The boys quickly learned that the
school magically has ways of knowing if they're tutoring each other or not
after they attempted ignoring one another in the beginning of the school year.
At first they thought that there were cameras in the dorm rooms, but seeing as
to how they have gotten high several times and there were no consequences, they
decided that wasn't the case.)
"I don't fucking know, I just don't get it!" Gerard yelled out of frustration
and misdirected anger.
"How can you not fucking understand this? It's simple algebra!" Frank yelled
back.
"How can you not understand grammar, you dumbass faggot?" Gerard reciprocated.
"Don't call me a faggot, fucktard," Frank replied.
Gerard was hurt. Sure, he's been called a fucktard many times in his life, but
never by Frank, never his Frankie...
Gerard quickly took a deep breath and closed his eyes to try and calm his
nerves. He began to think about his true feelings, the feelings he's been
fighting since he first saw Frank's lips, perfectly accented by his lip ring,
bright yet dark hazel eyes, black hair that complimented his pale skin and
colorful tattoos...tattoos that he was sure there were more of if he ever got
the chance to look in more places than was visible when Frank was fully
clothed....
Stop, Gerard told himself, I can't be thinking of this right now, not while
Frank is so close.
That, however, proved to be no easy feat, as Gerard saw that Frank was staring
right at his lips when he opened his eyes again.
Gerard wouldn't say that he's gay, but he wouldn't say that he's straight
either. He could say that he was bisexual or pansexual, but it didn't feel
right to label himself. He's Gerard Arthur Way. He doesn't have to succumb to
labels and stereotypes set by society.
No one knew this, except for his brother, of course. Mikey Way is the only
person Gerard could trust with this sort of information. Frank Iero, however,
made it extremely difficult for him to hold back these intense feelings,
especially when he was leaning over Gerard's shoulder, face flustered from
yelling and eyes staring at Gerard's lips.
"The fuck are you staring at, faggot?" Gerard yelled to make the blush
appearing on his cheeks seem more like an angry redness caused by yelling.
"N-nothing," Frank stuttered as he looked down. Gerard involuntarily looked
down as well, and was able to see that Frank was sporting a rather large hard-
on, not that Gerard was in any better of a situation. Luckily, for him, he was
hidden under the desk he was sitting at.
"Okay, let's do question four. It looks simple enough to be a good example,"
Frank tried to say calmly. Gerard took another breath as he looked at the
question. It looked like a jumbled mess of numbers and letters, but he needed
to do well in math, so he sighed and reached for his pencil.
"Okay," he answered as he picked up his pencil.
"Great, okay, so, the problem says 2x+3=11. What is the first thing you do
first?" Frank asked.
"Um, you separate so the variable is on one side and the other numbers are on
the other?" Gerard half answered, half asked.
"Yeah, exactly! Now, how do you do that? Can you answer that?"
"Uh..." Gerard stared at his paper, attempting to figure out the problem in
front of him. The left side had a three being added to it, so since you have to
do the opposite to both sides...
"Um, you divide both sides by three?" Gerard asked.
At this point, Frank's had enough. This was the fourth time Gerard had tried to
divide when he needed to subtract, and Frank felt like no matter how he
corrected the other boy, nothing was going to change.
"No!" Frank yelled, frustrated with himself for not teaching Gerard right, "You
subtract by three! For Christ's fucking sake, you learned about addition and
subtraction together in grammar school, of course those are opposites, not
addition and division! Division is multiplication's opposite, dumbfuck!"
"Stop yelling at me!" Gerard screamed back.
"No! You yell at me all the time!"
"So?"
"So I get to yell at you now!"
"No you don't!"
"Yes I do!"
"And why is that?"
"Because I said so!"
"Well I said you can't, faggot!"
"For the last goddamn time, Gerard, don't call me a faggot!"
"I'll call you whatever the fuck I want, Frank!"
"Why?"
"Because I said so."
"Well you won't!"
"Yes I will!"
Frank's face was slightly flustered and the boy started to growl at Gerard.
That's right, Frank was literally growling at Gerard, and it was really turning
the fire-truck-red head on. As a matter of fact, that is when he lost it.
Gerard got out of the desk chair to get in Frank's face. His nose was
centimeters from Frank's both boys could feel more then just agner in the air,
especially as their eyes locked.
After at least five minutes of just starting at each other Gerard was about to
push Frank away but a small hand grabbed that back of his neck and pulled there
mouths together.
Frank couldn't help himself anymore even though Gerard had been making fun of
him for the past three years. Perhaps it was the way Gerard always took care of
his friends and brother, or maybe it was the way that Gerard always subtly took
care of Frank in little, sweet ways, such as giving Frank a piece of paper when
he would run out in class, usually without Frank even turning around to ask for
a piece.
Whatever reason, Frank had feelings for Gerard, and right now Frank was in
heaven.
Gerard broke away from the kiss as he started to grind his hips against
Frank's.
"Get on the floor you faggot," Gerard growled as he leaned in to continue the
kiss, grinding his hips down, and pushing Frank back to the closest bed. Frank
quickly complied, pulling Gerard back with him onto the small, twin-sized bed.
Both boys made quick work of undressing each other between kisses, anxious to
live out three years worth of fantasies. After removing clothing as fast as
testosterone filled teens could Gerard was still on top. The boys couldn't help
but kiss lip starving animals; pulling each other as close together as possible
and grinding their hips together while exploring one another's bodies with
their hands. Their moans quickly filled the room as they stuck their tongues
down each other's throats, each boy licking every part of the other's mouth.
Gerard was slowly scratching down the sides of Frank's chest and Frank was
firmly groping Gerard's ass when they finally broke their kiss to catch their
breath. As soon as Gerard could breathe again, he began to kiss around Frank's
neck, nipping and sucking at the space right above the collarbone. Gerard
became impatient and franks low moans were needy.
"Gerard! Fuck, wait." Frank tried to say butbit came out cracked when Gerard
suddenly slammed his dick into Frank's ass without preparation or lube.
Luckily, there was a rather large amount of precome on Gerard's cock to act as
a lubricant and Frank had fingered himself in the shower before the study
session.
"Mmhm Frank you feel amazing baby," Gerard moaned as he slid in and out of
Frank.
Gerard tried to wait but again his impatience took over and he began to pull
put and push back in at a slow pace until Frank was relaxed.
"More... yeah gerard," Frank moaned out, pushing his hips back against Gerard.
Gerard began to pound into Frank so hard the boys both knew there'd be bruises
on their knees from the hard linoleum. Gerard tried to keep changing his angle
until Frank gasped and arched his back against his chest.
"Yeah baby right there," Frank moaned. The pleasure was so intense that his
vision began to cloud with a seething white. Between the blurs, Frank could see
that Gerard was looking directly at him, face contorted with pleasure as he
moaned out Frank's name. Slowly, Gerard brought his right hand to Frank's dick,
pumping in time with his thrusts.
"Fuck...Gerard...," Frank moaned out, moving his hips back into Gerard's and
thrusting into his hand.
"Frank...oh god...so tight, baby....," Gerard moaned, thrusting even harder and
faster, his hips stuttering as he entered Frank again and again. Frank began to
feel a warm tightness that meant he was going to come soon, hard and fast.
"Gerard...so cl-close...I'm...I'm gonna come...," Frank began to stutter out
between loud, throaty moans.
"Me too....ah, god, Frank...me too...come with me, baby....," Gerard half
spoke, half moaned, "come on..."
Moments later, both boys were coming, Frank all over Gerard's hand and both of
their stomachs, and Gerard inside Frank. As they came, Frank tangled his hands
in Gerard bright red hair, bringing their lips together for a rough and
passionate kiss that lasted even after their orgasm. The longer the kiss went
on, the sweeter and more loving it became. They remained on the small bed,
tangled up in each other's limbs and sweetly kissing, until Gerard decided that
he absolutely needed to pull out of Frank before it would hurt.
Gerard rolled over and laid down next to Frank. The boys turned toward each
other and wrapped their arms around one another, exchanging one long, sweet and
passionate kiss.
"What does this make us?" Frank asked as he pulled away from the kiss.
"Nothing," Gerard got up and put on his clothes. "This was nothing... don't
speek of it, don't tell your friends, and do not touch me in anyway that we
just did."
Frank watches quietly as Gerard leaves the room most likely to take a shower
but as soon as the door shuts Frank breaks down. How could Gerard seem so into
it like he really did like frank? Frank sat on the floor hateing himself more
then ever but eventually he wiped his tears and got cleaned up. He put on
reasonably clean clothing and brushed his long hair and walked around the dorm.
Things had changed so much in the last three years, Frank hardly recognized
himself anymore. At home he was extremely suicidal and when he came here it
disappeared but those two years of happy dumped a large load of hate on him
now. For the second time he dropped to the floor on his knees to cry. He heard
the door open and didnt notice anyone actually came in until Gerard was next to
hold and putting his arm around him.
"Ok look I'm sorry I don't know what happened." Gerard started to apologize but
Frank only cryed harder. "You took my virginity."
Gerard spoke softly and as soon as the words touched the air Frank stopped
everything. He looked up at Gerard. Franks eyes were red and so was his face.
His hair was messed up again but he didn't care.
"You mean with a guy or-"
"I've never done it with anyone. No girls or other guys." Gerard cut Frank off
to explain better.
"We don't have to make anything official, but can you make me a promise?"
Franks ask, the innocent little kid in him coming out slightly.
"Yeah,"
"Dont ever do that again."
"Yeah,"
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