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He was sitting really still, eyes on the door. He only wore one of Gerard's huge t-shirts, it hung loosely from his shoulders, long enough to cover his thighs.
The couch was covered in cigarette ashes and burn holes. He was warm.
The door opened. Gerard took off his coat and shoes.
"You've been a good boy, Mikes?"
Mikey nodded. He had been, hadn't he?
Gerard stepped into the living room.
Mikey gripped the hem of his shirt, trying to keep it from slipping up.
"Stand up for me, Mikes."
Mikey stood of up from the dirty couch. Gerard smiled and pulled him into a hug.
Mikey gasped as Gerard's thigh pressed against his semi-hard dick.
"You've never done this with someone else?" Gerard asked and Mikey shook his head.
Gerard held Mikey's hand as he lowered himself onto the filthy carpet. It scratched his shoulders where the shirt slipped off. Gerard was on top of him.
"Let's see," he smirked before pressing his thigh back between Mikey's legs, making him moan softly and push back against him, "if this is as good as it is when you do it yourself."
Mikey gasped as he shot upright in his bed. It took him 2 seconds to notice how hard he was, and another 9 seconds to make it to the bathroom before he threw up.