The way his body moves to the beat of the music, and the sound of his voice.
It drives my testosterone up the wall.
If it werent for my lovely precious guitar, the world would be able to see the bulge in my pants.
Yes, its true, I get hard for Gerard.
Daily actually..if he swings his hips, shakes his ass, oh god..if he grabs himself, and when he touches me mainly.
You could say I have a 'thing' for Gerard.
But I could say its more than just a 'thing'..its love, lust, and passion.
When we kiss on stage, besides all of the blood rushing to my erecting dick,  I feel free and ontop of the world.
You have no idea, no mother fucking idea how hard it is, to play the guitar while needing to explode down.....there.
People say I jolt my hips up alot during shows, and that I have 'guitar sex', want the truth? Im putting pressure on my dick and kind of..humping..it, not cause I want to have intercourse with my beautiful guitar, but because I need to release my hormones somewhere and fast.
One time, Gerard confronted me about something.
'Frank...do I, do I get you aroused?'
I thought to myself who DONT you get aroused?
'...why?' I asked, praying to god that he finally tells me that one thing Ive been dying to hear slip from his mouth forever. 'Because when we kissed on stage today, after you ran off your..uhm...your pants looked really..really tight and, uhm, there was a big bump around your crotch area' My heart raced like a roadrunner.
So I tried to think of something to say, but couldnt come up with anything, so I decided to tell him the truth... 'Gerard, yes, you get me really turned on, your body when its real sweaty, the way your hair will stick to your face, when you strut around the stage, shake your ass, and especially when you touch me or kiss me'
He grabbed my face and kissed me
Later that day we rode each other for hours.
And I was real fucking thankful that I didnt have to hide myself from Gerard, or with the guitar.
Tomorrow..we are performing on live Television.
Gerard told me to be expecting something unexpected.
--------------------------------tomorrow
We have 5 minutes until we have to perform.
My heart is popping right out of my chest.
Gerard has said nothing to me all day, just winked at me.
Im confused and nervous.
Oh fuck, 1 minute now.
I took a deep breathe, strapped my guitar over my shoulder.
Moments later, the drums, the lights, the Gerard, the guitar playing.
It all happened so damn fucking fast.
Next thing you know, Gerard walks up to me, throws his microphone into the audience, slithers his arms around my neck, tugs on my hair lightly, and he put his mouth to mine. Unlike stage kisses before, this one wasnt just a french kiss, it was an actual makeout. He put one hand up my shirt, fiddled with my nipple a bit, and then but the other hand down the back of my pants teasing my...hole.
I moaned into his mouth.
The crowd was going insane...and so were my Frank and Beans.
This time, my guitar wasnt helping.
This time I came in my pants, only because Gerard decided to stick two fingers up my ass. When Gee said 'expect something unexpected' I thought he meant perhaps a kiss, or those three special words...ohh or possibly those four really special words. But nope, he decided to attack me on live TV with his fingers and tongue. 3 minutes after the onstage orgasm between Gerard and I began, he finally removed his tongue from my mouth and his fingers from my ass.
I skipped lazily to the other side of the stage, continuing to play my with all of my soul, Gerard had to steal my microphone since he threw his somewhere into the large crowd. The first thing he said into the mic was.
"Sorry ladies and gents. But I love this man right here! And I had an uncontrollable urge to touch, kiss, and feel him, ON WITH THE SHOW BOYS!"
Thats when 'prison' began to play.
How ironic, a song about getting fucked in the ass.
I lay on the stage floor playing, trying to keep my mind off of what just had happened merely 3 minutes ago.
Gerard once again, walked over to me, putting a leg on either side of me.
"LIFE            IS              BUT                A                  DREAM              for the"
He put the microphone to my mouth so I moaned 'deaddd!' carrying the eadddd out longer than I should have.
Gerard then ran his finger over my guitar..knowing what lies beneath it.
The show was over. Finally.
"YOU GUYS! ARE THE BEST! MOTHER FUCKING AUDIENCE! EVER!THANK YOU! AND HAVE A WONDERFUL NIGHT!"
The stage lights switched off.
I was walking off the stage when i got pushed against a wall.
Soon after feeling another mouth attack my own.
When Gerard and I stopped kissing..once again.
I said to him. "that was over the top unexpected Gee...OVER the fucking TOP!...and no its not cause you made me come in my pants while performing on LIVE fucking tv...but because we were on LIVE FUCKING TV!...i was hoping youd just...ask me something or tell the audience something"
"haha Frank, dont worry soon enough Ill be asking you something...but I told you it was going to be completely unexpected, and thats what you got..and by the way..you can stop hiding your dick behind your guitar now...the world knows you get hard for me"
For the next couple months, I wouldnt hide my erect member behind that guitar of mine..Id let people see that I was completely and utterly turned on, I'd check through pictures on the internet..people call Gerard and I "Frerard" or "Ferard" and...they have some pretty amazing shots, not only of Gerard and I doing stuff, but of me thrusting myself into the air while standing next to Gerard with a full hard on. My guitar could do wonders.