my story continues....
He turned his head to gaze at Bert, who was too, laughing at the sight Frank trying to break out of the mob of obsessed fans. Bert then realized he was being watched by Gerard so he turned his head, metting his eyes with Gerard's.
It seemed like hours, the two of themsiboth trying to figure out what the other was thinking.
Bert took Gerard's hand into his and leaned forward to whisper in his ear, "You wanna go some place where we can be alone?"
Hand in hand, Bert and Gerard left the room, not knowing the observation taking place by Frank.
Frank breathed deeply through his nose, as if he was an enraged bull. "Get off me, please!" He yelled at the fans that were holding onto him.
Their manager saw the discomfort of Frank as well as the other band members. "Alright, that's enough. You've spent enough time with the band. It's time to leave." He escorted the people out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Frank sat on the couch, burrying his face in his hands. He thought about what had happened.
"Why did I react that way?" he thought to himself. "I should be happy for them.... so why am I feeling this uncontrolled sadness in the pit of my stomache? I couldn't be jealous, could I? I mean... Gerard. He's just my best friend.... a band mate."
He sunk his head to his knees, wrapping his hands around his neck.
Meanwhile, Bert pulled Gerard around and along the crowded corridors, trying to find a room where they would be bothered by no one.
Then, they came across a small and dusty supply closet.
"It'll do," Bert blurted out before pulling Gerard into the cramped cubicle.
After closing the door, Gerard turned to find his lips against Bert's. He closed his eyes, letting his yearning for Bert to take over him.
He grasped the back of Bert's neck with hand, with the other hand unbottoning his own black velvet blazer.
Bert began pulling his own pants down and then off.
Gerard opened his eyes to find his love in just his underwear, snickering at the sight. "Briefs?" he poked fun at Bert before taking off his own clothes.
Bert continued to undress himself.
Both men stood naked, admiring each other's bodies.
Bert approached Gerard and then wrapped his arms around him.
Gerard shuddered, Berts cold body against his.
Bert guided Gerard toward an old wooden desk, where he leaned him against it and then began caressing Gerard with kisses. On his neck and down his chest, licking his pale skin. He then came back up to meet Gerard's lips once again. He pushed his warm tongue into into Gerard's mouth, sucking on his mouth and massaging his tongue rapidly.
Gerard breathed out deeply in relief, knowing he was about to get what he always wanted.