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“ We are gunna stop here for an hour boys” Their driver said as the bus pulled into a truck stop in the middle of nowhere, in the back end of Neverland. It was only a few days into a long tour and the bus was already becoming a bit of a bummer for the band. “we gotta gas up and blow up the tires and I gotta eat”. It was coming up to 1am and Gerard had been on and off snoozing for the last hour. Their head rested on Franks shoulders as he and Ray played Mario cart at the back-seating area of the bus. The singer sighed, blinking rapidly, trying to waken up. They rubbed the sleep from his eyes with their fists, standing up.
“ Whats up Gee” Frank asked, not taking his eyes off Mario Cart. Gerard stretched out his limbs and gave thier head a final shake, as if to shake out any residual sleep.
“ Ehh, am just gunna use the bathroom” They muttered, pulling their black, fur lined jacket on. It was camp, it was goth, it was Gerard favourite jacket. Frank had hit pause on his game and looked up at his front man.
“ You are wearing that to a truck stop bathroom” Frank questioned. He knew exactly what Gerard was up too. Gerard let a small smile creep across their face, they knew they had been caught.
“ Whaattt? It’s just a jacket” their eyes twinkled suggestively as they did a little twirl. Frank shook his head and rolled his eyes.
“ Gee, you are gunna end up getting the shit beat out of you” Ray piped up, tossing his controller down.
“ oh I do hope so” They smirked, peaking at themselves in a small mirror that hung on the wall. Frank sighed dramatically as Ray shook his head.
“ Damn slut” Frank muttered, it was rude, but full of love. Gerard turned back dramatically to the guitarist.
“ Oh dont be so dramatic baby” the purred, “ its just a little fun, you know I like a little bit danger”
“ well if you get your head kicked in dont say I didn’t warn you” Frank sounded like he was in the huff. It was mostly jealousy and Gerard knew it. They moved over to Frank and pressed a sassy little kiss on the side of Franks mouth.
“ Dont worry darling, you know I always save some for you” they stuck their tongue out and licked up the side of Franks face. Frank hated that, but it made Gerard laugh manically. “ see yah” they giggled before turning to leave
“ Faggot!” Frank shouted after them, in a joking manner, wiping the spit of his face. Gerard picked up a plastic cup that was laying on the side and threw it at Franks head playfully, before exiting the bus.
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The gas station was as grotty and run down as Gerard had hoped. There was flickering neon sign above the station store, which look like it hadn’t seen a customer in weeks. There was a small building next to it with two doors at each side, one with a little stick figure of a woman on it. Although they wished they could use that door, what they were looking for was not behind it. The other door had a little stick man on it, that was what they were looking for.
They ruffled their hair and pushed the door open, stepping inside. It was like they had stepped into the bathroom from SAW. It was grimy and damp with a dim, yellow light. The sound of running water and blocked pipes filled the space. There were two other men inside. Either would do, they thought, walking over to the urinals to relieve himself. Both truckers had turned to look at the flamboyant front person who had walked in. They bit their lip, and looked at them both, trying to figure out who would be interested in what he was looking for. One of them instantly turned away, obviously not interested, possibly disgusted. The other let his eyes linger on Gerard, watching him step up the urinal. Their eyes met for just a second before they both turned away and went about their business, relieving themselves.
Once done, Gerard moved to the sink to wash their hands. The first trucker had stood beside him as they both cleaned themselves. He was a very very large man. He looked like he could punch out Gerard’s lights with one quick thump. Come to think of it, they both did. That was the kind of danger Gerard was looking for. Their tight skinny jeans had gotten suddenly tighter around the crotch already.
They peered at their pretty face in the mirror. Their skin was beautifully pale and residual red eyeshadow decorated his eyelids from the show they played that night. They ran their hands through their hair and tucked it behind their ears, showing off their feminine bone structure. The second trucker had stood on the other side of them. They were sandwiched between the two alpha males. It was fucking intimidating, it was sooo…… soooo fucking exciting. They reached into their pocket and pulled out their urban decay charcoal eyeliner. Hands practically shaking as they removed the cap and raised it to their eyes. They knew any of three things could happen. They could be about to get the shit kicked out of them, they could be dragged into a cubical and have the soul fucked out of them. Or, the most likely, the two men would leave and they would be left alone in the bathroom, looking pretty with nobody to look at them. Hell, maybe Frank would show up. At least he could always rely on his little guitarist to provide pleasure when they both needed it. Of all the options, as long as they were not left alone, they would be quite happy. They couldn’t help but think they would look cool as shit, sporting a black eye on stage tomorrow. That would be rule.
Slowly, they gently applied the eye liner round their eyes. Hoping they were being watched, they were. The first trucker made a disgusted noise, flicking the water off his hands and walking away, slamming the bathroom door behind him. Gerard couldn’t help chuckle a little at that, they even got off on disgusting people. The second trucker had not left, in fact he had finished washing his hands and had now turned to the singer, watching him.
“you come off that fancy bus” He asked, his voice echoing in the tiled room. Gerard grinning and put his pencil down, turning only his head to look at the man. He wasn’t the worst looking guy Gerard had seen and they did have some standards. He was exactly how you would assume a trucker would look. Red cap, moustache, old denim jacket, tattooed hands and ill matched jeans.
“ Yes sir” Gerard responded, his eyes flicking up and down, making sure they man knew exactly what he had in mind.
“ You some kind of movie star?” the simple man asked.
“ Im kinda a rockstar” Gerard explained “ we have just stopped to get some gas” He nudged himself a little closer to the man
“ I aint ever seen a rockstar as pretty as you before” He said smiling hungrily. Gerard knew they were about to get exactly what they wanted.
“ Sure you have, ever heard of Debby Harry, Courtney Love…. Joan Jett” Gerard defiantly saw themselves as a Joan Jett kinda rockstar. The trucker looked bemused, clearly, he had never heard of the musical goddesses.
“ You got yourself a pretty mouth there” He grinned, Gerard clearly signalling what he wanted “ You must be a singer, In fact you are almost too pretty to be a boy”. Gerard blushed a little stepping even closer to the man, looking up at him, already bored of the small talk.
“ Almost” He echoed, not really wanting to explain that they were not in fact a boy. It was irrelevant at that point. The man reached out and gently ran his pointer finger from Gerards chest.
“ I dont normally do things like this” He muttered, Gerard had heard those words time and time again it translated as Im not gay buuutttt….
“ Dont worry, I do” they reached into their pocked and passed the man a condom “ its not difficult, I’m almost a girl” they grinned, the man grinning back, slipping the condom into his pocket. Done deal, Gerard was going to get exactly what they wanted. They turned and walked towards the largest of the 3 cubicals, not looking back to see if the man was following. Obviously, he was. They stepped inside the cubical and Gerard took his time taking off his beloved jacket and hanging it on the rusted hook behind the door.
There was no need for words, the man grabbed Gerards shoulders, holding him still for a second, as if to make sure he was making the right decision. He didn’t stand for long, Gerard was very quickly pressed onto their knees, their heart rate speeding up with excitement. The man fiddled with his belt and popped his fly open, pulling his boxers down just enough to allow his half hard cock to fall into Gerards face. They shut their eyes and took a deep breath, enjoying the manly smell and it lay across their face. They loved that feeling, it made them feel like a dirty little girl, ramping up their gender dysphoria. Fingers laced in their hair as a sign to stop enjoying and start sucking and so he did. They wrapped their long fingers around the base and slid the tip in between their plump lips
Chocking and slurping noises filled the room as Gerard did their best work taking the man’s cock deep down his throat. They were well practiced in deep throating, it was a certain guitar players favourite sex act. The man’s hips jutted forward and he held Gerards head still, stopping his breathing and taring apart his throat. They were used to men in truck stop rest rooms being rough with him. It meant nothing, they could handle it. He let go after a few long seconds, allowing Gerard to sit back on their knees and saliva to drip off the mans cock in a line attached to Gerards bottom lip. It was so damn hot, they licked at it hungrily which made the man’s scoff a little. He wrapped his hand around the base of hi cock and guided it back between Gerards plump lips.
“ Fuck, your mouth is…fuckkk” He grunted, tipping his head back as he Gerard got him over excited. They loved the dirty words of praise. Cheers of a crowd couldn’t even compare to the moans of a man they pleasured. They reached down and undid their own jeans, freeing their own cock, jacking it gently. He was getting needy, desperate for the stretch and the fullness of getting fucked. He hoped the man would pull him to his feet and slam him against the wall soon, but he was clearly enjoying their mouth and had no intention of pulling out anytime soon. Gerard took it upon himself to pull off. They stood up and gracefully turned around, pressing his hands to the bathroom wall. They arched their back so their bum stuck out, presenting themselves with a naughty little giggle. The man did not need a manual, he aggressively pulled Gerard’s jeans over their butt. They listened as he heard the man spit on his fingers and press them to their hole. Gerard readied himself for the impending painful stretch, knowing it would soon turn to pleasure. Rough yet skilled fingers slid into him, moving about expertly, letting Gerard know that this was absolutely not this mans first rodeo. They smiled at the thought of the man returning home to some poor girl who could never make him feel like they did.
Fingers were removed and there was a brief pause while the man pulled the condom out his pocket and put it on. Gerard wriggled their butt, desperate for attention. A hand gripped Gerard’s hip and the other pressed the mans cock into their tight body. It was even better than Gerard anticipated, his head fell back and his body filled up. They hand to stand on their tip toes to allow the man to get the correct angle. He stopped when he was about half way in and pulled back out, allowing Gerard the curtesy of getting used to his length. They didn’t need it, they needed the sting of the intrusion, the pain of being stretched open, the pride of being such a good little girl and taking it all.
“ No no, I want more” They gasped quietly, pushing thier ass back. The man made an approving noise and obliged, pressing forward so much that he pushed Gerards hips against the cold bathroom wall. They clawed at the chipping grey paint, the pain and the pleasure mixing into the perfect sensation. “ Gaaawwwwddd” they gasped as the man bottomed out, growling in the smaller persons ear.
Gerard felt his body being used and it was perfect. They man thrusted, caring not about the others pleasure. He didn’t have to worry, Gerard was great at taking care of themselves. They wrapped their hand around their own cock and pumping it in time with the trusts. He made loud grunting noises, letting Gerard know how much he enjoyed them. Gerards head lolled back against the mans chest as he squeezed their hips and frantically thrust. The door to the bathroom burst open, much to their dismay.
“ Damnit” The man hissed quietly as Gerard slapped his hand over his mouth, squeezing his hand eyes shut. It could be the cops, it could be some biker, ready to beat the shit out of them. Regardless they had to stay quiet for their own safety. The man stayed balls deep inside Gerards body as they both stood still, listening to the man on the other side of the cubical relieve themselves. Gerard couldn’t help very very gently bounce back and forth enjoying a slow build-up of pleasure. The man tried to hold them still, grasping on to their hips. However, he couldn’t resist how good it felt and let Gerard enjo themselves.
“ We are gunna leave in twenty Gee. You better finish quick” Franks voice echoed around the room. Gerard rolled his eyes and giggled, it was undeniably Franks voice.
“ Fuck you pervert” they yelled back, letting go of a breath they had been holding. The man, realising they were safe started moving again, causing them to gasp loudly in surprise and pleasure.
“Says you whore” Frank yelled back, his voice playful. Gerard smirked, they kind of liked being called a whore by a man who fucked him every few days, while a man he just met was balls deep in their ass.
“ Bye Frankie” They moaned more dramatically than required, trying to make him jealous. The sound of the door shutting let them know he was gone. The man behind him took Gerards warning as a reason to hurry up and started thrusting harder, causing Gerard to cry out in pleasure and pump the hand on his cock faster.
“ Fuck yes, yes, yes, yes” The man moaned as he got closer, Gerard focused hard on their own orgasm, not wanting to be left high and dry. They were close, so fucking close. His knees began to give out and the pleasure burning in the pit of their stomach welled up through them. They didn’t warn the man as they shot their ropey cum into their own hand and onto the bathroom wall. Fuck it was so good, it was the exact release they had been needing. They pressed their forehead to the wall, catching their breath as they allowed the stranger to finish. Gerard was suddenly very disinterested in him. Thankfully a few more juddering thrust and he finished, moaning into Gerard’s feminine neck.
A few moments of silence settled over them as they both caught their breaths. He pulled out of Gerards body, leaving them feeling cold and empty. No words were exchanged, the man simply pulled the condom off, tucked his cock back into his jeans and left. Just like that. They didn’t care, they were satisfied and tired, they didn’t wanna exchange small talk with the stranger. They pulled their jeans back on and grabbed their jacket off the back of the door, pulling it on and wrapping it tight round themselves. They stepped out into the empty bathroom and walked over to the grimy sink. Their reflection showed the well fucked princess they wanted to be. They smirked at themselves as the washed their filthy hands. Eyeliner was smeared down their cheeks and their pale skin had a post fucked glow that they always thought made them so much more pretty, more femme. They didn’t bother washing their face before heading back to the bus.
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“Frankieeee” Gerard giggled as they jumped into Franks bunk. They had tossed their clothes off and now spooned the curled up, snoozing man. He had got back on the bus in a playful mood and had chosen chaos, aimed at his favourite rhythm guitarist. The man stirred and groaned, reaching behind him and attempting to push Gerard away.
“Buzz off Im sleeping” He muttered, not bothering to open his eyes. Gerard didn’t respond instead they started kissing Franks tattooed neck. Much to Frank s annoyance, he sighed and opened his eyes, awkwardly turning to look up at his singer. He recognised the smeared eyeliner and glowing skin. “ You cannot possibly still be horny”
“No” They snapped defensively “ well maybe”. Frank let out and exasperated sigh and turned his head away again hoping to go back to sleep. “ I just wanted to cuddle up to my favourite Italian guitarist” Gerard giggled, cuddling into the annoyed man.
“ You stink of cock” He moaned and Gerard started kissing his cheek again. Frank moved his face away dramatically, “ and stop kissing me, I dont know where that mouth of yours has been”
“ Oh you know exactly where I have been” they ignored Franks disapproving grunts, knowing he wasn’t really mad. “ Its been exactly where you were before we went on stage last night”. Gerard had given Frank a particularly amazing blowjob that night. Frank finished minutes before they had gone on stage. It left the guitarist all giddy and flirty with his front man throughout the performance. At one point he found himself rubbing his crotch against Gerards head, he needed the friction so bad. It was all he could do to control himself. He knew he would get told off for acting like a little whore in front of the crowd, but it was worth it.
Frank let out another exasperated sigh and rolled round to face Gerard, a grumpy look on his adorable little face. He looked at Gerards smudged eyeliner and swollen lips and rolled is eyes. “ Go to your own bed Gee, im too tired for this right now” He protested but nudged himself closer to the singers body, sort of cuddling in.
“ But ive just been fucked and now I need love” They whined cuddling into Frank, they knew they had won, Frank could never say no to them.
“ You are not sleeping next to me with cum on your face” Frank mumbled into his pillow, “Go sleep with Ray”
“ I DONT WANT THEM” Ray exclaimed from his bunk. Already annoyed that the humans in the other bunk were subjecting him to so much noise.
“ You aint my type either asshole” Gerard piped back playfully. Ray just grumbled something about them being a bitch and went back to sleep. “ Please Frankie, baby, they didn’t cum on my face” They said, this time wrapping his arm over Franks body and cuddling him gently, he was basically fast asleep now. Frank wriggled into Gerards embrace, “ He came in my ass” They said matter of factly, but it was only to tease and Frank was far past listening
“ finnnee” The breathed “ I hate you so much”
“ Love you too Frankenstein”