Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. I have no connections with My Chemical Romance or their members whatsoever. No parts of this story may be reproduced or used without my explicit permission or I'll have rubber ducks haunt you!
Not to be taken seriously. At all.
A/N Nobody knows me here, right? Okay. Then it is save to post this again...
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He carefully applied the last bit of make-up wanting to look as pretty as possible. He brushed his hair and looked at his reflection in the mirror while making faces. Yes, he was ready for some action.
“Some wild action,” he whispered to his mirror image.
“Oh really?” the reflection asked. “Did you wash your balls properly? You know he likes to suck those, and smelly balls aren’t very sexy.”
First knocked for six before getting snappy Gerard stared at himself for a while, contemplating whether he would answer or not. Answering would mean that he was taking the reflection for real. Not answering would keep him irritated all day. So he planned to outsmart the mirror.
“I don’t see why that is any of your business, but yes I did scrub my balls and also my private area. Puh.”
“Not my business? You’re not really smart, eh? I am you, dummy. And your private area? There is hardly any left of that now is there, with you showing yourself off on stage every night…”
“Excuse me? I have never shown my butt hole off on stage!” Gerard snapped. He was really getting pissed off.
“Keep thinking that. Meanwhile you and I know better.” His reflection winked.
“Oh! Fuck you!”
“Now, that would be really something, wouldn’t it…? You ultimate wet dream, having sex with yourself…”
Shocked Gerard stared at the mirror. Annoyed he felt himself hardening up on that thought. He absently stroked his crotch, thinking hard what to answer.
“I…”
“What? The smart-ass has no come back?” the reflection chuckled. “Would you like it to happen? Want me to come to your reality and give you some ‘wild action’?”
Difficult Gerard swallowed a few times, before sheepishly nodding.
“Make it happen. I am you. You are me. Do it,” the mirror said.
“But how? You a reflection for God sake! I am going mental!”
“Nope. You already are. But come on, focus. Touch me. Touch yourself,” the mirror said with a husky voice.
Quivering of anticipation Gerard started to undress himself, taking his hard member in his right hand and laying his other hand on his mirror image’s shoulder. The glass of the mirror trembled and slowly disappeared. Gerard could feel his own shoulder forming under his hand. Totally amazed by how his own body felt he stopped teasing himself for a bit and watched his duplicate stepping out of the mirror frame and approach him.
“So, you’re the biggest star in your own mind, eh?” duplicate-Gerard asked and took Gerard’s hand to touch him. “Feel yourself. You’ve been longing for it. Tease me.” His voice had lowered an accord and he moaned when Gerard stroked his nipple.
It was hard to decide who was moaning when, as Duplicate-Gerard started to stroke Gerard’s balls. He then brought his fingers to his nose, sniffed and said, “hmm, yes, indeed, very fluffy,” before he knelled down to suck them.
Gerard whimpered and looked down on his own head and saw his own lips and mouth taking himself in. This could not be happening! And yet it was. He slowly started to bury his hands in his reflections’ hair, enjoying the softness, then grabbed a hand full of hair and pushed his crotch in his face.
Duplicate-Gerard was more then willing to take him in entirely and grabbed him by his butt to pull him even closer. Gerard tossed his head backwards letting out a loud groan. He felt his entire body starting to tremble and almost lost his balance as he came into his own wet open mouth.
“Now…” the mirror image said, while licking off his lips, “ever came twice in one minute? Because that is what is going to happen.” He grabbed Gerard by his shoulders and pushed his backwards onto the bed. He knelled in between his legs and sucked on his finger, making it wet. He then slowly entered Gerard with that finger, making him whinge for more and heave his hips.
“You want yourself?” the mirror image teased with a horny voice.
“Yes. Yes!” Gerard begged.
“I didn’t hear that.”
“Oh God, please, fuck me!” Gerard breathed.
A seductive smile played over his face and he entered himself, hard and vicious.
Gerard uttered a high squeal and his eyes fluttered shut.
“No. Open your eyes. Enjoy yourself fucking yourself…” the other Gerard whispered, taking up a higher pace, and deepening his thrusts.
They took off to higher grounds, sweating, panting, fucking and came together in one final orgasm, taking them to heaven, down to hell and back again.
Slowly Gerard opened his eyes. He was lying on his bed, naked, covered in sweat and his own cum. There was no sign of the other Gerard.
“What the…”
Somebody knocked on the door.
And he woke up…
-end-
Verified June 11/08 - Tara
Last edited by Lica on Wed Jun 11, 2008 1:30 pm; edited 1 time in total
I've read it before. But I won't tell anyone. I still love it though. I couldn't stop giggling the first time. Go Gerard! There's nothing wrong with a little self-lovin'. _________________
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I've read it before. But I won't tell anyone. I still love it though. I couldn't stop giggling the first time. Go Gerard! There's nothing wrong with a little self-lovin'.
