"Wake the fuck up!" a voice rang through his ears, making him groan as he frowned. Was Mikey really gonna listen? No, he never got up when he was supposed too. Mikey could still feel the warmth of Frank's body against his, so he guessed that whoever wanted him up also wanted Frank up as well. What a surprise, can't get any sleep. "Dude, get your lazy ass up! Or I'll give up your and Frank's hotel room!" the voice, Mikey now recognized who was Bob, threatened once again. Mikey thought it over again, a hotel room sounding really nice at this point. At least he could take a shower. Mikey tried to get up, only Frank bet him to it as he pushed the tinier male off of his body to get up. Mikey's head hit somebody's chest, making them both groan as he opened his eyes to see he was on his older brother.
"We got a hotel room?!" Frank asked excitedly, the palm of his hands wiping his eyes quickly as he grinned lazily. Gerard whined as looked down at his younger brother, Mikey meeting Gerard's hazel green eyes as Frank was still freaking out over their hotel rooms. "Oh yeah! Dude, a comfortable bed!" he continued, Mikey sitting up, but really just ending in his brother's lap instead of the seat cushion. "How did you get the money?" he asked, poking his head out to see that they were already parked outside. "Oh my God, dude, it's fancy as fuck!" he squealed, making most of the guys snicker as they rolled their eyes.
"Hey Mikeys," Gerard mumbled, smiling tiredly at his little brother. Mikey could see how red Gerard's eyes were, the dark, purple bags under his eyes, and how tired in general he looked. Mikey frowned, letting his arm outstretched to get his glasses in the cup holder. Mikey put them on quickly, pushing them up his face as he looked at Gerard again.
"You need to sleep, Gee," he sighed, knowing that he shouldn't be talking because he barely got any. I did get more than Gee, though. Gerard just rolled his eyes, putting up his hand and waving it away, as if he didn't care about sleep at all. Which he should've, he was the lead singer after all. "I'm not joking Gerard, you better sleep," Mikey gave Gerard a stern look as he got off of his lap, making Gerard nod slowly eventually. "Let's go! Mikey, dude, we got a room together!" Frank cheered, smiling so brightly that his hangover must of passed a while ago when he was sleeping. All Mikey could see was a blur as Frank grabbed his arm, the younger male's other arm filled with both of their bags, and ran out of the van towards the hotel. Mikey hissed, the sunlight hurting his eyes, and squinted them as he got pulled into th hotel. "They said our venue is close to here, so we get to stay here for a while!" Frank yelled, the blast of cool air conditioner making Mikey sigh happily. Maybe sharing a room with Frank won't be that bad.. "Iero," Frank mumbled to the front desk clerk, her bright blue eyes smiled at them both in a more than friendly suggesting way. Mikey let his eyes wander over the young female's body, seeing that she wasn't stick thin, but was more curvy, having a lot of dark, black makeup on. She isn't half bad.. Mikey could see a little bit of tattoos were showing on her wrists, her jet black hair being slightly kept out of her face, only some whitish blue strips showing through the black. Her full, pouty lips made Mikey want to kiss them, also just her body made Mikey just want to jump on her. Even her the hoop on her nose made her look even more attractive. Frank's elbow was what pulled Mikey back into reality, making him jump as he saw that she was blushing. Mikey blushed as well, looking one more time to see her name tag before Frank tugged him along to their room. Alicia.
"What was that, Mikes?" Frank smirked, pulling the older male to the elevator since their room was on the thirteenth floor. Mikey blushed even more, shrugging as he got into the elevator, seeing Frank push button '13'. Mikey could feel his stomach drop, shaking his head as he turned to pout at Frank. Frank only smirked more, leaning over on the white railing towards Mikey. "Is someone scared?" he teased, making Mikey pout even harder, "Would you want me to ease the tension?" he asked, his tattooed hand crawling up Mikey's as he gave the older male a suggesting look.
"N-No!" he mumbled as he felt his face warm up, jerking his hand back as the door opened, revealing the hallway to have flickering lights on the left side. Mikey let out a low whine, definitely not wanting to go out on the unlucky floor. "Bob did this on purpose, God, I fucking hate him," Mikey growled, slowly stepping off the elevator to follow Frank down the hall. Once they got to the door, number '182', Frank unlocked it with the key, showing a large, tidy room with a gigantic king sized bed. The walls were a dark tan, with two lamps on each side of the bed lighting the room with a dim lighting. Three black couches set by the large flat screen TV, a abstract color rug under them. Frank gave out a tiny moan, squealing happily as he dropped the bags and jumped on the bed. Mikey walked slowly to a door, revealing a huge bathroom. Filled with a hot tub, glass shower, and twin sinks, Mikey instantly wanted to strip his clothes off and soak in the hot tub.
"Mikey, dude!" Frank called nibbling on his lip ring, opening the door more to get in, "This place is fucking awesome!" he exclaimed, making Mikey give him a soft smile as he nodded slowly. "Is that a fucking hot tub?" Frank asked, going over to it quickly as he looked it over. Mikey shook his head as he giggled, rolling his hazel eyes at the younger boy.
"I call the hot tub first, Frank," Mikey told the other boy, grabbing his Nirvana t-shirt to haul him out of the bathroom. "And no, you can't get in with me," he mumbled as he pushed Frank out fully, shutting the door and locking it, just in case. He could hear Frank whine loudly, but also the bed slightly squeak so Mikey knew he was going to listen. For once. Mikey sighed, stripping off his Smashing Pumpkins shirt, his tight blue jeans, boxers, just everything until he was completely nude. Mikey took off his glasses last, his hazel eyes meeting his horrid reflection. His tiny frame showing his ribs, collarbones, and his pointy hip bones. Cuts and burns all over his stomach and arms, and eyeliner smeared all over his eyes. He frowned deeply, his lanky fingers going over his abdomen. Mikey tore his eyes away from the mirror, going over to run the water before Frank had a fit because he couldn't hear the water running. A.K.A., he wasn't taking a bath quick enough. Mikey grabbed some body wash, pouring it into the tub, and bubbles quickly followed. Mikey let one leg in, feeling somewhat of a burn, but ignored it as he put both of his legs in the water. Sitting down, he closed his eyes with a sigh. Reaching out, feeling around as he got the knob in his hands and turned it off. Mikey sat there, feeling the warm, bubbly water ease the tension in his muscles, and almost drifted off to sleep. The only thing stopping him was the splash of water, his eyes snapping open to see Frank in the water now, grinning at Mikey.
"Wh-What the hell?!" Mikey yelped, sitting up as he saw that bubbles were covering most of his body. Thank God. Frank giggled, shrugging as he played with the bubbles between his inked fingers. Mikey let his eyes wander over what was visible of Frank, seeing his all of his tattoos, his arms quite muscular. Once he met Frank's eyes, all he saw was Frank's signature smirk. His lip ring jutting out as he did this. "How did you get in here?!" Mikey asked, knowing that he locked the door as soon as it was shut.
"Picked the lock, duh," Frank said, like it was fucking obvious. Mikey sighed frustrated, shaking his head as he glared at the younger male. "Besides, it's not like you don't love to see me naked.." Frank purred, scooting closer to Mikey. Mikey could feel blush paint across his face as he scooted away, trying not to let Frank's hand run up his thigh. Frank ended up right beside Mikey, grinning widely as he leaned his head on the older male's shoulder. "You were cuddling on me this morning," Frank mumbled, his arm wrapping around Mikey's tiny waist.
"Yo-You made me last night, you were drunk as hell," Mikey explained, frowning as he got his personal space taken away again. "I had no choice!" he continued, sighing as he felt Frank's hand resting on Mikey's bony hip.
"You still liked it, don't lie.." Frank mumbled, turning a little so that his lip ring pressed against Mikey's soft skin on his neck. Mikey bit his lip, looking over as he shook his head weakly.
"Fr-Frank, stop.." he mumbled, knowing that if Frank went too far, Mikey would let him do anything he wanted to him. Frank's hand went up his thigh more, his lips softly kissing down Mikey's neck, and Mikey was about to lose it. "F-Frank," he sighed again, feeling one of Frank's hand remove from his hip, and push his neck so he would had more room on Mikey's neck. Mikey let out a soft whine, actually loving the feeling of Frank's lip ring on his skin. A while back, whenever Frank and Mikey were alone, they would do sexual favors for each other. Of course, Mikey stopped it a while ago, not wanting any 'serious' feelings being developed between any of them. Frank always tried to break the rules, wanting to get into Mikey's pants when no one was looking.
"You know you want it, I don't know why we stopped," Frank mumbled against his skin, picking Mikey up by his hips, easily putting him on his lap. Mikey was easily turned on, by pretty much anything, and on Frank's lap he was already half-hard. Frank smirked into Mikey's skin, "See? I knew it.." he purred, now biting on Mikey's collarbone, his favorite place to make his marks on Mikey. Usually, Mikey was left with marks all over his body because of Frank, but they were drunk or drugged up so Frank wasn't concerned about Mikey's cuts. Well, now was different, even if Frank saw them and didn't say anything, he would eventually later. Mikey didn't want to have any talk with Frank, knowing that he would end up telling Gerard. Frank's hot breath in his ear brought him back down, "You wanna ride my dick, hmm? You would like that, wouldn't you?" he mumbled into Mikey's ear, his cold lip ring sometimes touching the lobe of his ear. "My cock filling up your ass, fuck, that sounds so good.. I'll pull your hair like you want, yeah, fuck you so hard you'll come twice.." he continued, making Mikey moan softly, now fully hard. Mikey had a kink for hair pulling and dirty talk. Mikey just let his head bobble, past the point of caring now as he wanted Frank inside him. Mikey let his hips roll downward, wanting some friction between them both, and he could hear Frank moan softly. "Shit, you want me inside you, don't you?" Frank mumbled, letting his hips roll with Mikey's until his fingers slipped under the water. Mikey could feel one of Frank's fingers rubbing his hole, making Mikey bit his lip as he waited for Frank to stretch him. As soon as Frank's finger pushed in quickly, Mikey let out a low moan, leaning his head down to rest on Frank's shoulder. Frank's single digit wasn't in there long as another filled Mikey, quickly scissoring the older boy, trying to find that one spot.
"Sh-Shit," Mikey moaned, letting his hips roll down on Frank's fingers. It wasn't until Frank pushed a third finger in, feeling a slight burn, but ignored it because Frank had finally found his prostate. Mikey let out a loud moan, saying Frank's name a couple times as he finger fucked Mikey quickly. Mikey could hear a knock at the bathroom door, someone's voice, but couldn't make out what they were saying because Frank was moaning softly in his ear.
"Guys! Hey-What are you doing?" called the voice, Mikey figuring it was Bob, since he had spare keys to everyone's rooms. Mikey let out another loud moan, trying to hid it though as he bit his tongue.
"No-Nothingg!" Mikey let out a moan, and bit his tongue to make sure another one didn't slip through his mouth.
"Oh, Mikey, Frank, that's fucking disgusting!" Bob sighed, and Mikey could see him shaking his head as he walked towards the door. There was a slam, and Frank laughed as he kept his finger right on Mikey's prostate. Mikey let out a long, continuous moan of Frank's name as he kept hitting that fucking spot. He could feel a hot feeling in his abdomen, knowing that he was close, and let his hips ride faster on Frank's fingers. As Mikey bounced on Frank's fingers a couple more times, he couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Ffff-uccckk, Frank!" Mikey yelled, almost screaming as he came hard, Frank still hitting his prostate. Mikey whined loudly, feeling Frank's fingers slip out of him, his body slightly shaking. Frank didn't take long until he aligned Mikey, pushing in quickly without warning. Even if he was prepared, there was still a slight burn because Frank was fucking huge. Mikey wondered how it even fitted in those tight-ass pants. Frank inked fingers finally found Mikey's dirty blonde hair, tugging forcefully to make Mikey's neck snap back. Even if it hurt, Mikey didn't give a shit, it felt too good. Since Mikey's knees were now on Frank's thighs, Frank easily could hit his prostate. With one hand tangled in Mikey's dirty blonde locks, and another on his hip to push Mikey down, the older boy was already getting hard again. Mikey could feel another tug on his hair, making him moan loudly as Frank's hips bucked up whenever Mikey went down. Frank's lip ring pressed to Mikey's throat, sucking and biting as he pushed in and out of the older male. Mikey secretly missed this all, since Frank was so rough, he was his favorite fuck out of everyone. Yes, everyone. It didn't matter who you were in the band, you eventually had sex with all the band members. Didn't matter if you were drugged up, drunk as hell, fucked up, or didn't remember it in the morning. It happened. Mikey whimpered loudly, just the sound of the water splashing as he kept getting pushed down onto Frank's lap. Mikey was so hard that it started to hurt, so he slipped a hand under the water. His hand wrapped around his leaking member, playing with the slit as Frank hit his prostate again.
"Fuck, Mikey, shit, you feel so good," Frank moaned in his ear, his fingernails dug in the older male's hips by now. "I want you to come for me, shit, come for me you little slut," Frank growled, making Mikey moan loudly at his voice. Seriously, his voice alone could set Mikey off. Mikey could feel the swirl of heat in his abdomen, knowing that he was close again. Frank yanked on his hair again, pulling the boy down for a sloppy kiss, all slavia and teeth. Everything was messy by this point, so the clacking of teeth didn't faze Mikey. Mikey thought nothing could faze him by this point. Once Frank snapped his hips up one more time, Mikey couldn't hold it anymore. Mikey let out a muffled, loud moan into Frank's mouth, his toes curling as he came hard into the water.
"Shit, oh my God Frank!" Mikey moaned loudly once his mouth left Frank's, the younger male riding out his own orgaism by now. He could feel Frank shake a little as moaned like a complete slut, letting Mikey ride his dick through it all. They both were sluts really. Once Frank slowed down, still inside Mikey, he pulled him in for a more passionate kiss. Mikey smiled as he kissed Frank back softly, the silver lip ring rolling over his tongue. After kissing for a while, Mikey had to get up and out of the come filled water. Mikey's ass slightly hurt, but it was totally worth it because hell, the was the best orgaisms he had in a while. Mikey totally forgot about the cuts, not worrying about how unhealthy his body looked as Frank got out. The sound of the water going down the drain slightly masked Frank's gasp of pure shock. Mikey pursed his lips, wet and naked with angry red cuts all over his body, and slightly pushed Frank out. "I have to take a shower," he mumbled, pushing the naked male out the door. He didn't even lock the door, knowing it wouldn't do anything, and turned on the shower to wash off the dirty water on his pale body.
