Way to the disco
This is a Brendon Urie x Gerard Way fanfiction.
Brendon's heart was pounding so hard he could hear it clearly. His anxiety was getting to him, despite all his supportive fans waiting for him. Brendon checked his watch. It was 7:06pm, his show was going to start at 8. Then he saw his framed photo of him and Gerard hugging. Urie loved that photo. He'd had something for Gerard for a while.
Brendon began getting changed into his suit for the show. As he was only wearing his underwear, the door from backstage suddenly opened. Brendon froze. A pervy fan? A rude stagesperson that genuinely doesn't know how to knock? He slowly turned his head round, and saw Gerard Way. Brendon's head was filled with confusion and love, until realizing Gerard could see his almost naked body. "G-Gerard!" He stuttered, embarassed but happy simutaneously. Gerard laughed a little, before slowly approaching Brendon.
"You.. you've got ten seconds to get out or I'll.. I'll get my bodyguards!" Urie warned, walking backwards to avoid Gerard.
"Ten mississipi. Nine mississipi.." Gerard chuckled.
"Do you think I'm joking?"
"Nope, I just don't give a damn."
"Well maybe you ought too! And what are you doing here? I thought you weren't doing a tour until next year." Brendon asked, trying not to look Gerard too hard in the eye. "I'm not. But, I was nearby, and thought I may as well say hello." Gerard said, hugging Brendon.
Brendon didn't argue, and hugged Gerard back. After a long hug, Urie suddenly felt Gerard's hand on the back of his head, and soon Gerard was running his fingers through Brendon's hair. Suddenly there was a warm feeling in his stomach. He wasn't on the verge of tears anymore. He wasn't afraid anymore. Gerard was as warm and comforting as his mother.
Everything was relaxed for about 2 more minutes. Then Gerard unexpectedly pushed Brendon against the wall violently, as to make the framed picture of the two fall off the desk. Gerard didn't think to apologise and shoved his tongue down Brendon's throat. Brendon threw his arms around Gerard's torso.
After a few minutes of making out, Brendon got a bit off his head and put his hand on Gerard's ass. Brendon quickly realized and pushed Gerard away from him. "I'm... I'm sorry! I got a little carried away! I'm sorry Gerard!" Brendon cried. Then, abruptly, Gerard clutched the side of his underwear. Urie didn't think much of it, then suddenly Gerard completely ripped his underwear off his body.
Brendon stopped excessively apologising. He was completely naked. He could see Gerard looking at his dick. Brendon shoved Gerard away from him. "My... my show starts soon!" He protested, grabbing a hand towel and covering his penis with it. Gerard checked his watch. "No it doesn't, you've still got half an hour." He laughed, knowing Brendon was making excuses.
Slowly, Gerard put his hands against the wall and his legs in Brendon's way to escape. The truth was out, Brendon was trapped. Gerard aggressively grabbed the hand towel and threw it to the floor. Then the red head put his hand on Brendon's dick and started playing with it. Brendon wanted to push him away but it felt so nice that he also didn't want to.
He didn't make much noise but he breathed heavier and swung his head back. Then after a short while it stopped and Gerard slammed him onto the couch. Now Gerard was only wearing his underwear, and lied himself on top of Brendon, kissing him as they exchanged body heat.
Brendon was afraid of someone walking in on them, but he was also enjoying it. He wrapped his arms around Gerard as they made out for a little while. Soon Gerard removed his underwear, and they were both completely naked.
For a while there was a mildly awkward silence. "Lay on your stomach." Gerard said abruptly. Brendon knew what he was going to do. He did and didn't want him to do it. But he obeyed him, and turned over onto his stomach.
He felt Gerard's dick insert his anus. It hurt. "Gerard! G-Gerard! Sto..o..p!" Brendon cried out, clutching onto a cushion for comfort. But after a few seconds the agony turned into pleasure. "Oh... Gerard... Oh, Gerard.." He sighed. The feeling was relaxing and motivating.
He liked the growling noises Gerard was making. After a few minutes of fun, Brendon felt more excited. More tingly. More ticklish. Little did he know that Gerard felt the same. Brendon began giggling like a fangirl, and Gerard began to laugh a little. Suddenly Gerard felt the need to go faster, so he did.
This was an orgasm! The couch shook aggressively as Gerard moaned and moved swiftly. Brendon giggled and moaned and wanted to pleasure Gerard back but Gerard was pinning him down by his arms.
After about ten seconds of paradise, they both calmed down a lot. Gerard climbed off Brendon and lied next to him as they both tried to catch their breath. "That was fun." Brendon said, telling the truth.
"Yeah, you're not bad at it. We could do it another time if you'd like. And you seemed to love the orgie. I loved it too." Gerard said, stroking Brendon's stomach.
Brendon's show was a success. When he returned to his room Gerard had left a note saying he was needed elsewhere.
