I got on top of his naked body. I moved up and down, nice and slowly. "You can go harder." he said. I went to about the hardness I personally loved. "Stay here. Oh, Gerard this is wonderful" he moaned.

"Anything for you. Oh, Mikey! Oh my God!" I moaned.

We started screaming each other's names. Before we knew it, we had both ejaculated and were so tired and breathless. I got off him and held im close to me. I hugged him. "You are so good in bed" said Mikey softly.

"Thanks" I said. He soon fell asleep in my arms.

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Mikey woke up. He then touched me in a few nice places which woke me up. "hey." he said.

"Good morning" I said. He kissed me. I touched his cock and he just smiled. I started playing with it and stroking it. Making him moan was the sweetest sound I had ever heard. I went under the blanket and kissed right above it.

I started touching him and kissing his cock. He was still moaning. As soon as I was done, I came out of the blanket and laid next to him. He pulled me close and wrapped his eg around me. I loved whenever our cocks touched. All stiffened, it just made me stiffen more. He started kissing me, passionate and fiery. "Mikey, you're beautiful.......every...part of you...." I said between kisses.

"Ohhh......so are you" he said.

We stopped kissing. "You want to take a shower?" I asked.

sry I haven't updated. I probably won't very often.

Anyway, on with the story.

My hands, now on his hips, creeped their way up so I could rub his chest going down, down to his cock. I cupped my hand around it and gave him a gentle lingering kiss on his lips. I let go and he pressed himself right up against me. We gazed at each other. he started kissing my chest, then went under the blanket to my cock. He stopped. "You okay?" I asked.

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine." he said, "could you maybe suck mine first? I'm kind of nervous."

"Mikey, you don't have to do this, not if you don't want to." I said soothingly.

"But I do want to." he said.

"Are you sure?" I said.

"Yes, now suck me." he said.

"Okay, okay." I said.

I went under the blanket to where Mikey's cock was. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked gently. "Gerard! Oh my God!" he screamed. he started moaning that beautful moan of his. He wasn't the only one getting extremely turned on. It was then I* tasted something I never tasted before. It took me a bit to realize it was his semen. It tasted sweet and left a nice sensation in my mouth. He started moaning again. I swallowed his semen. He moaned all the way through.

After I sucked him dry, I laid back down next to him. "Can I suck yours?" he asked breathlessly.

"sure" I said.

He went under the blanket like he did before. "Wow." he said.

"What?" I asked

"Yours is so much bigger than mine" he replied, "Oh my God, is mine small?"

"No, no, no. I love yours. It's the perfect size." I said. He started sucking. For some reason, he knew exactly what I liked. "Mikey! Oh, that's wonderful!" I started panting and moaning all at the same time. I lightly held his head to my cock. I felt myself orgasm. I instantly felt content after that.

Suddenly out of nowhere, I heard him moan, "Oh my God, Gerard, do me!"

I never knew the day woud come when my own brother would be begging me for sex. And I honestly didn't mind giving it to him. "Okay," I said, "How do you like it? Hard? Soft?"

"Gerard, you know I'm a virgin, right?" he said.

"Of course." I said, "Okay, I'm gonna give you the easy part. You just lay down and basically go along with what I do. But don't be afraid to talk. If I'm going too hard or if you want me to go harder, tell me. Otherwise, I'm not gonna know."

"Okay." he said.

"You want me to start?" I asked.

"Yeah." he said.

"Okay. Just lay down and we'll start." I said.

Story told from Gerard Way's  point of view. He's always fascinated me. the reason for this whole fucked up series is because of a dream I had. *Gerard + Mikey; I know you'd never do this, I swear to God it was just a dream.* Let us begin, shall we?

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 It was night. Late at night. Mikey and I were laying fully clothed in bed together. He settled himself comfortably in my chest as he wrapped his arms around my waist. He started kissing me passionately. I couldn't deny that it felt so good.

Mikey and I knew that we were brothers. We knew that we really weren't supposed to be kissing each other and laying in bed together it's just...we felt more than brotherly love. We felt true love towards each other. We didn't notice for a while but then it beame apparent. We knew that we shouldn't love each other like that, we just couldn't help it. Nor did we really care.

Mikey started kissing my neck that way that he knew I liked. "Oh my God, that feels nice!" I moaned. He stopped and took off all his clothes.

Before I go on, I should tell you that I never went that far with him before.

Anyway, he looked stunningly amazing naked. He crossed his arms. "I'm a little nervous" he said.

"Oh, Baby, that's okay" I said. "Just follow my lead, okay."

"Okay." he said. He pulled my shirt over my head. Then he unbuttoned my jeans and took them and my boxers off slowly. He put them on the floor and started giving me an all over body rub. He started with my chest going dowm to my waist then finally down to my cock. He smiled warmly as he massaged it and it stiffened. I could imagine it was getting hard to massage, but he didn't seem to mind. My back arched slightly as his beautiful, soft hands went from my most sensitive area to the back of my head. He kissed me, slow, and passionately. As if wanting the moment to last forever.

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