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Maple Leaves and Gilbirds

Chapter 13

1955

WARNING: THIS IS ANOTHER SMUT CHAPTER. IF YOU LIKE THAT KIND OF STUFF, STAY. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, SKIP, OR READ UNTIL YOU GET TO THE SMUT THINGS AND THEN STOP. IT IS YOUR CHOICE. YOU KNOW WHAT YOU CAN HANDLE. WELL, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

"GILBERT! PHONE FOR YOU!" said albino bolted up out of his bed. God... West is so loud… especially early in the morning. Ugh… he is going to give me a heart attack one day with his yelling to get me to wake up. He heard his door open and turned to see his brother standing in the door way. "Gilbert, the phone."

"Ja ja west, I know. I heard you when you first screamed it." His brother blushed, feeling bad for being loud, but he quickly got rid of his guilt and told his older brother that the phone was waiting for him before he turned around and walked back downstairs. Gilbert got up and looked at his clock. Noon. It was way too early to have a phone call… especially on weekends.

He reluctantly got up and dragged his feet to the nearest phone to see who was awaiting to hear his awesome voice.

"Hello?" he said with a yawn.

"Ah! Gilbo! It's Toni!"

Ugh. That explains it. Toni has always been a morning person.

"What do you want Toni?" the silver haired teen asked with an edge. He stayed up late last night. He had snuck over to Matthew's house and scaled the wall to get into his Birdie's room. It was a nice little visit, but they didn't get too handsy because Matthew was worried that he if they were too loud his brother and father would have heard.

"Well, Francis and I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out today. We haven't seen you in so long. We just want to have a guy's day out. What do ya say?"

Wasn't I supposed to be driving Birdie to our spot and spend the day with him? Maybe I can ask him if he wants to go tonight and watch the stars.

"Um, can I call you back? I am going to see if my dad needs help today at home, if he doesn't we can hang out." Toni knew very well that this was a lie. Gilbert never asked his father if he needed help at home, he never even asked his father if he could go places. Gilbert just came and went when he felt like it, his father stopped trying to regulate what his son did when he realized that it was never going to work and just had to trust Gilbert that he would be safe and stay out of getting caught in trouble. Toni just left it be though, he wasn't going to push it… yet.

"Sure thing Gilbo, just call me back when you know."

"Okay, call you right back." Gilbert hung up the phone and started up the stairs again to get dressed before he walked over to Matthew's house. Trudging up the stairs he made it to his room and shut the door. He looked over at Gilbird. He decided to let his poor bird out of his cage. He felt bad. He was giving Gilbird mush attention for the past couple of weeks.

Gilbird jumped out of the cage and perched on his desk. Gilbert laughed and started to find clothes in his messy closet. God he had so much shit in there. Five leather jackets? Why did he have so many when he just wore the one? He shrugged and took them out. They all were a bit small on him. Hey! Maybe he should give one to his Birdie! He would look so cute in it. Gilbert started to day dream about his Matthew slipping his arms into the jacket and pulling it close to himself. He imagined that Matthew would look like he was drowning in it, but look so adorable at the same time, trying to push up the too longs sleeves and make them stay in place.

It wasn't long before Gilbert's thoughts took a turn for the … kinkier. Well do you blame him? All he could imagine now was Matthew in nothing but his leather jacket. Slowly unzipping the jacket and pulling the top down just to uncover his shoulders and seductively winking at him, teasing him.

Luckily Ludwig, his brother, didn't burst into the room because when Gilbert looked down he noticed a forming tent in his pants. Bad move Gil, you couldn't just keep it school appropriate. Now you gotta get rid of this… fast. He went back to his closet and actually got clothes for the day and made his way to the bathroom. I guess a cold shower can cure this. He had another flash of his Birdie in his leather jacket. A cold shower and a thought of Miss Jensen from next door.

~le scrubby Gilbert time!~

He was successful of getting himself clean and getting rid of his problem. He got his clothes on and made his way to Matthew's house. He knocked on the door, only for it to be answered by Matthew's father. God, this had happened a few times when he came to get his Birdie and each time it was the most terrifying thing he had to go through. Gilbert understood that his Canadian's father was a World War II veteran and he was a pure bred, devoted American. The man was very proud of his country, the man would wear his purple heart on his jacket and he had his war souvenirs and issued materials displayed in a curio along with a few photos of his war buddies that had died and his American flag folded with his dog tags draped over it. This man was the all American role model. This man took care of his country, and had the scars to prove it, came home to his family and did his best to keep it together after his wife had died. He had a fair job, working in a law office, and kept himself and his children in church. Behind his gruff and tough outside, Matthew's father was a good man, treated everyone equally… everyone but the Germans. That's were Gilbert comes in.

Gilbert is a pure bred German; his family – his father, his mother, his brother – was able to escape Germany during the beginning of the war and move to America. They weren't very welcomed in the beginning, but after a year or so, the town saw them as a regular family, sure they did not like their German heritage, but they got past it because the family was actually very generous and polite.

So it always took Gilbert aback when Matthew's father answered to door and gave him a hard stare. Fortunately for Gilbert, the older man stopped calling him 'Kraut'.

"Beilschmidt." The veteran said coldly with a curt nod. "Are you here for Matthew?" That was another thing. Matthew had to plead with his father for him to still be able to talk and hang out with Gilbert after the project was done. His father was stubborn, but he eventually caved. It was hard for the old man to look at his son, his son that had so much of his wife in him, pleading and begging for him to approve of his friend. The old man agreed to it because he couldn't keep Matthew from making his first real friend.

"Yes I am Mr. Jones." Gilbert said as politely as he could. The old man nodded and called for his son. Matthew clambered down the stairs looking ready to go. He told Gilbert to wait one minute as he ran into the kitchen and grabbed a picnic basket full of food. He made Gilbert hold the basket as he got his coat on and then said goodbye to his father as they shut the door to the house.

Gilbert got his answer; he defiantly wasn't going to hang out with the boys today. Yeah he realized that he has kind of blown them off, but his Birdie just looked so excited that he just couldn't say no.

"Hey, you can put the stuff in the car, I am going to go in the house and grab something." The albino said as he dashed through his front door. He went to the phone first and called Toni.

"Hola." A voice said at the other end of the phone

"Hey Toni, I can't make it. West is making me help him clean the house today." A little white lie never hurt anyone, right?

Seeing through his lie, Antonio didn't say anything about it. He just said he was sorry and asked if he would want to do something tomorrow. Gilbert said he would see, he had a 'very busy schedule' as he put it. Toni said that he would be waiting for his call either tonight or tomorrow. Both said good bye and hung up.

Gilbert felt a little guilty that he did that, but what was done was done. There was nothing he could do about it now. He ran upstairs to his room next and grabbed his old jacket and called for Gilbird. The bird flew onto his head and swiftly put the small bird back in his cage, he would have loved to bring Gilbird with, but it was too cold for him. Then he was off again, downstairs and out to his car where his Birdie was waiting patiently for him. He slid in the drivers' side of the vehicle and stared the car. He backed out of his drive way and they were on their way to their special spot in the forest.

~another timeskip because I don't know what to write~

Gilbert parked his car and turned to Matthew. They had a made some small talk on the way there and Gilbert asked if Matthew wanted to come with him to hang out with Antonio and Francis. Matthew politely declined, not because he didn't want to spend time with Gilbert, but because he knew he wouldn't really fit in with the trio that much and he wanted Gilbert to spend time with his other friends.

"Hey Birdie, I have a present for you. I know it is a hand-me-down, but I couldn't help but think that you would look cute in it." Gilbert held out the leather jacket for Matthew to take.

"Thank you Gilbert." The Canadian said as he gave his boyfriend a confused look as to the words he had chosen, but let it slide. He decided to put it on now; it was just starting to get into December. They were lucky that it hadn't begun to snow; autumn was just trying to make a lasting presents. Both teens got out of the car and grabbed the materials for their day together; a few blankets, the picnic basket of food, and a few pillows.

Matthew in his jacket was, as he had imagined it, an adorable sight. It really was too big on him, but he pulled it off. Matthew looked cute, adorable, and downright sexy. Images stared to flash in the albino's head again. Wait until the blankets and pillows are laid out, and then pounce. He told himself as he restrained himself of thinking anymore perverted thoughts.

They made it to a very small secluded clearing where they decided that they would set everything up. Gilbert and Matthew laid down two big king-sized blankets and decided that the other three could be used if they got cold. They laid the pillows out and then they collapsed onto the make-shift bed. Gilbert decided this was a very good time to pounce.

He rolled over to he was closer to his Birdie and put his hand on the girlish waist. He moved his head so he could catch Matthew's lips and started to move his hand up the younger's body to get the leather jacket off of him. Yeah it was cute to see his Birdie in his old jacket, but right now it he wanted it off. His hand made it to the zipper and slowly pulled it down. He pushed the jacket off, ignoring Matthew's protests. He was going to get what he wanted.

"Gil… its cold out." The young blonde whined as they broke apart. He didn't do much about it though; he knew Gilbert would get what he wanted.

"It's okay Birdie, I will warm you up in no time." Gilbert said as he ran his hand up the blonde's shirt with his cold hands, making the younger squeal. He silenced Matthew with another kiss. He moved his hand higher and smirked as he started to mess with a hardening nipple. His smirk grew when he felt Matthew's moan vibrate into his mouth. He slid his tongue on the bottom of his Birdie's, begging for entrance.

Feeling playful, Matthew denied access. Not on my watch Birdie. Gilbert pinched the Canadian's nipple, hard enough to make him gasp, not hard enough to leave a bruise. Gilbert's trophy was getting to taste the sweet saliva of his lover. Pancakes and maple syrup. I didn't expect less of him. Gilbert thought as he ran his tongue on the roof of Matthew's mouth. He grazed his Canadian's teeth as he switched his hand to the other nipple. Their tongues participated in a dance, caressing the sides and seemingly holding each other as the two muscles twined together.

Having enough of just playing with his Birdie's chest, Gilbert moved to be on top of Matthew. He ripped off the shirt and slid his hands down the bare, heaving chest. His fingers hooked at the top of Matthew's trousers, he slowly unbuttoned them and then unzipped them, pushing them down to the top of his thighs.

The young blonde decided he should start removing some of Gilbert's clothes too. At this rate he would be naked before his boyfriend even took off his jacket! Matthew quickly unzipped and shoved the albino's jacket off. He slowly moved his hands down his lover's chest, making it to the hem of Gilbert's red shirt. He pulled it off roughly and heard Gilbert snicker.

"Just can't wait, can you Birdie?" the red eyed teen asked, raising his eyebrow suggestively. Matthew blushed, but pushed aside his embarrassment, he was going to get what he wanted damn it.

"Nope, not today." The younger moved his hands to the button of Gilbert's pants. He made fast work as he pulled the offending jeans down as far as he could with Gilbert being on top of him.

The older swiftly caught Matthew's lips again, sucking the sweet tasting muscle into his mouth and kneading it with his own. He broke the kiss to sit back and take their shoes and socks off; they were such a turn off. Leaning back up he caught his Birdie's lips once more; he felt Matthew's member pressing against his stomach. Pushing the trousers off of his Canadian, he stretched the top of his lover's boxers.

"Gil, I want your pants off." Smirking again, Gilbert guided Matthew's hands down his waist and helped the blonde pull his boxers and his jeans off. It was easier that way.

"Now that you have mine off, I want yours' off." The albino stated. He reached down and literally tore the smaller's boxers in half.

"Gil," Matthew whined. "Those were new boxers."

"I'll buy you a new pair." Gilbert said as he moved his head to his Birdie's neck. He massaged the soft spot that he played with a lot gently, before lightly biting down.

"Gil! That hurts! And it's going to show!"

"Wear your collar up." He stated before his tongue kneaded the soft skin, as if apologizing for being rough.

Matthew decided that he wasn't having anymore of this. He sat up and pushed Gilbert onto his back, making sure that there was a pillow there to lay his head on.

"My turn." He stated bluntly as he attacked Gilbert's neck. It had always been him that got the love bites, well now was payback time. He skimmed his lips along the length of the albino's neck, looking for the perfect spot to assault. At the junction of Gilbert's neck and collarbone he decided that was a good place to start. He latched his mouth to that spot and began sucking like a vacuum, occasionally stopping and massaging the area with his lips and tongue before he proceeded. All the while Gilbert was moaning, god his Birdie was sexy.

It wasn't long before Matthew grew tired of that spot and started to sloppily kiss his way down his albino's chest. He took one of Gilbert's hardened nipples into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. He took pleasure in noting that Gilbert's breathing increased and moaning became louder. He wasn't finished though.

The small Canadian again made his way lower until he was face to face with Gilbert's erection. Okay Mattie, you can do this. Just open your mouth and… well, we'll figure it out. Just open your mouth now and be careful of your teeth! You don't need to scrape his penis! Matthew mentally coached himself for what he was about to do. He finally got pasted it and gave the erection a sloppy kiss before he took the manhood into his mouth. He took in as much as he could, still being very careful of his teeth. Whatever he couldn't fit in his mouth, he covered with his hands.

Matthew will admit he had no clue what to do from there, he had it in his mouth… what do you do now? He felt Gilbert put his hand in his hair, pulling it slightly as he let out gruff moans, showing his pleasure. Matthew decided that he would just bob his head a little and suck. He moved his hands as his mouth went to work. God he had no idea what he was doing.

"M-M-Matthew, you f-f-feel sssooo good." Gilbert was only able to stutter that much out, before Matthew gave a particularly hard suck, causing Gilbert to tighten his hold on his love's hair.

This encouraged Matthew to experiment a little more. He let the hard member out of his mouth, much to Gilbert's displeasure, only to run his tongue on the underside of Gilbert's penis, causing the albino to shiver in delight. Slowly Matthew learned what to do to make his lover experience the most pleasure. He ran his tongue over the clit; leave slobbery kisses on it; hell Matthew even beat his gag reflux in order to take the entire length in his mouth and swallowed a little to give Gilbert a little something.

"Ahhh~ Birdie, I-I'm going to-" Gilbert was only able to get that much out before he cummed in Matthew's mouth. "Oh, Birdie, I'm sorry. You can spit it out."

Matthew didn't. He swallowed it. He cleaned up whatever was left with his tongue, deciding he liked the taste. It was salty and sweet at the same time. Gilbert just stared at him adoringly. He never expected Matthew to do that. He looked down to see his Birdie's need, standing at attention. He bent down to kiss the Canadian, he could taste himself, which he will admit was weird, but he got passed it.

He pulled back when he felt the blonde grasp his lank member.

"This needs to be hard again you know." Matthew said. He was so innocent when he said it; Gilbert could barely believe his ears. How the fuck can he be so innocent yet so dirty at the same time? Gilbert asked himself. He felt himself bucking into Matthew's hand as he brought his up to his lover's mouth.

"I-I need you to suck. D- Don't want to hurt you." Was all he was able to get out. Matthew took the fingers into his mouth and began to lubricate them as well as possible. He decided to tease Gilbert just a little and he would suck off all of his saliva that he had on, and then he would reapply it.

It didn't take long for Gilbert to get hard again, Matthew was practically torturing him. He took his fingers out of the younger's mouth and brought them down to his Birdie's puckering hole. He wasted no time in stretching the hole to accommodate his rather large package.

"Relax Birdie, relax." The red eyed teen cooed. He didn't like seeing the look of discomfort on his love's face. He stretched for a few more minutes before he deemed Matthew stretched enough and pulled his fingers out of the smaller.

He positioned himself in front of his Canadian's entrance. He looked down to get approval before he slid in. Matthew nodded, and Gilbert worked his way in slowly. Once he was all the way in, he stopped. Matthew and he were panting heavily, this was the sensation they were looking for. Being united. Connected. The world melted away as they enjoyed their alliance together. Both felt invincible.

Matthew gave the nod and Gilbert pulled out most of the way, only to plow right back in. He kept his thrusts timed, knowing that this would drive the Canadian crazy until he demanded that Gilbert go faster. It didn't take long before Matthew spit out his demand, Gilbert smirked as he sped up his pace and grasped Matthew's hips to deepen the thrusts.

The albino started to thrust at different angles, looking for the one spot that made his Birdie see stars. First time… no. Second time? Closer, the small teen underneath him whimpered and groaned. Third time's the charm… yes. He smirked as Matthew gasped and gripped tighter to white shoulders. Those were the only things that kept him on earth.

Each thrust brought pleasure coursing through both teens. Blood boiling, they knew they were coming closer to the end.

"G-Gil… I am almost d-done. I- I can't h-hold out m-much l-l-longer." Matthew was able to speak between gasps.

"You cum first." Gilbert said. He loved to watch Matthew as his orgasm hit him.

"G-G-G-GIL!" Matthew screamed. His seed shot all over Gilbert's stomach, not that the albino cared much, he was just cumming himself. He shot his seed deep inside Matthew as he managed to get out Matthew's name in a small whisper. It's not every day that Gilbert gets speechless.

The bigger of the two collapsed onto Matthew, panting heavily. After a few minutes for the two teens to catch their breath, Gilbert rolled over, bring Matthew with him.

"How was that?" Matthew asked shyly.

Gilbert looked at him adoringly. "You're the best. Ich liebe dich." Matthew smiled.

If someone ever asked him if he regretted being gay, Matthew would say no. Being as connected as he was with Gilbert at that moment he knew that he had found his true love. Matthew knew he would never love anyone else as much as he did Gilbert. He loved the way their bodies could move together in synchronization. Matthew knew they had a huge risk of being caught together. He knew he was going against everything he and his family believed in. But for that moment, and the rest of his moments on earth Matthew would never regret them. He knew he was against the world, but he and Gilbert were against the world together. And that's all that mattered to him.

A/N: longer chapter is… well longer. Yeah…. I hadn't planned it to be that long, but hey? What can you do? Anyway, I would love love love it if you guys gave me feedback. Am I doing well? You can give me suggestions, or just critique my writing. Whatever you guys want. Just let me know. See ya next time