"Paco!" my dad yelled. "Pay attention!"

I sighed, pushing away my daydreams of Gerard. I didn't care about the meeting that I was in. I didn't care about the drug shipment coming in. I just wanted to go back to him and hold his hand and kiss him again. Was this normal? Maybe I was just latching onto him again because he's the only boy I have come close to dating.

Dating? Wait, no. We are most certainly not dating. Not doing anything close to dating. That couldn't happen, it wasn't allowed. But then again, I have to meet someone at some point. How do my parents expect me to settle down and start a family to carry on the business if they never let me meet anyone?

"Paco, sweetie, would you like some chocolate milk?" My mom asked as she poked her head in the room.

"No, stop it," my dad said. "No more babying him. I'm cutting him off."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"I'm not going to just let you sit in my house mooching off me and my money when you don't have any intention of helping out," he said. "Either you start acting serious or you're out of my house. Cut off."

"You wouldn't do that, the business belongs to me," I said. "The money is mine, it's my inheritance. I can't just move out."

"Cheech, don't be so hard on my sweet baby," my mom said, coming over and resting a hand on my shoulder.

"I didn't ask for this," I said. "I don't even want the business."

"Then get out of my conference room," he said.

I stormed out of the room and up to my bedroom, sitting on the bed. My mom followed me, sighing softly.

"He isn't serious, he's just upset," she said.

"I just want to have a normal life, mama," I said. "I want friends and to start dating and to go to the movies."

"I can talk to your dad about it but just try for now, keep him happy," she said.

"Why did I have to be born to this, mama?" I asked. "I just want to be like a normal teenager."

She kissed the top of my head before leaving and I sighed. I looked at my phone and realized I had an unread text message from Gerard. I smiled when I saw it was a picture of him drinking a smoothie.

Gerard: feeling good and chilled, how are you?

Frank: my dad is being an ass

I probably sounded like every other teenager just complaining about their dad. But I had a valid reason to be complaining.

Gerard: I know something that just might make you feel better

He didn't say anything and I frowned in confusion. But then my phone buzzed and I saw a picture of Gerard shirtless. He didn't have abs or anything but was surely muscular. He seemed to be flexing a bit, his arm showing off veins as he bit his lip in the mirror picture. My heart skipped a beat as I looked at it, shifting a little as my pants tightened.

Maybe I knew that we could never really be just friends. There was a sexual undertone to us ever since we first met. Maybe we were being destined to be something more. But I knew we couldn't. Gerard was too sweet, I couldn't bring him close to the business, I couldn't risk him getting hurt. Maybe I could leave if I pissed my dad off enough, but I couldn't survive by myself. I lived off my parents, never had to raise a finger. I was spoiled but at least I knew it.

I bit my thumb as I looked at the picture and then looked at the big mirror on my wall. I took off my shirt and put my hand behind my head as I took a picture to send it to him.

Gerard: cute, but usually I like my bunnies on their knees

Another wave of heat washed over me. I never imagined someone else dominating before but so far I really wasn't minding it. I decided to take another picture, one of me kneeling down.

Gerard: That's more like it

I bit my lip and grabbed my laptop, sitting on my bed. I tried looking up things for a dominant bottom, trying to learn more. I was led to an urban dictionary page for a power bottom. Essentially just a bottom who takes control of the scene. And a little more searching led me to some porn sites that made my face flush red.

Yeah, I watched porn but never anything kinky. There were no dominants or submissives in the videos I usually watched.

Gerard: I didn't scare you away, did I?

Frank: No, definitely not. Still just a little surprised, never had anyone take control before

Gerard: Are you okay with it?

Frank: I am

Gerard: Good, Bunny.

My phone started ringing and I saw it was Gerard wanting to facetime. I locked the door before answering the video call on my macbook.

"Wh-what's up?" I asked, surprised by the sudden call.

"I just wanted to toy with my bunny a little bit," Gerard said with a smirk.

"Your bunny?" I asked.

"Yes, you're my sweet little bunny," he said.

He set his laptop down on the coffee table in front of his couch. I could see the erection pushing up against his sweatpants.

"Let me see you, baby," he said.

I set my laptop down at the end of the bed, sitting on my knees.

"Take your pants off," Gerard ordered.

I stood up quickly, nearly falling off the bed.

"Woah, be careful," he said. "I want you to be fast but I want you to be safe. Slower can be sensual."

I took off my pants and got back down onto my knees. Gerard bit his lip as he looked me over.

"God, what I wouldn't do if I could just get my hands on you," he muttered, practically shaking me to my core.

I rubbed myself through my underwear softly.

"Did I say you could touch yourself?" He asked.

I whimpered, pulling my hand away.

"Good," he said. "When do I get to see you again?"

"I can probably sneak out tonight," I said. "Fuck, I can't wait to see you again."

"This isn't moving too fast for you, is it?" Gerard asked. "Because I can slow it down. And when you come by we don't have to do anything because I know you never have before. We can take things slow, we can stop it if you want."

"No, no, please, I don't want to stop," I said. "It is already ten. Give me half an hour to shower and then I should be able to sneak out and head over."

"Good, I'll be waiting, Bunny," he said.

Gerard hung up and I went to my bathroom, taking a quick shower. I called down to my mom that I was heading to bed and I wished her a good night. Usually after I do this I don't get bothered or interrupted because they think I'm going to sleep. I put on a hoodie and some jeans, grabbing my backpack and board before climbing out my window and sneaking out again.

Gerard buzzed me in when I got there and I couldn't wait as I took the stairs two at a time. I fixed my hair before knocking. The door opened and I was immediately pulled in and pressed against the wall.

"Strip," Gerard ordered.

I stripped down to my boxers, seeing him in just a pair of grey sweatpants. He pulled something out from his pocket and wrapped it around my neck. I reached up and felt a collar with a metal tag on it.

"What does it say?" I asked.

"Bitch," he said. "Because you're my little bitch now."

He went over and sat on the armrest of the couch, gesturing for me to come over. I started walked when he put his hand up.

"On your knees, pet," he ordered.

I got down on my knees and crawled over to him, stopping at his feet.

"Good, Bunny," he said, caressing my cheek.

I looked up at him, panting softly. I saw he had put a chest out on the coffee table. Gerard saw me eyeing it and smirked.

"Does the pet wanna see what's in the chest?" He asked.

I nodded and he placed the chest on the ground next to me, popping the lid open. Inside was an assortment of sex toys ranging from dildos to whips. I swallowed, looking up at him.

"Do you want to use one?" He asked.

I looked at the chest again, not even knowing where to start. I didn't even know what all of these were used for.

"Or maybe we can just take things slow the first time, no toys?" Gerard asked.

"Please?" I asked.

Gerard smiled and nodded, leaning down to kiss me roughly. I whimpered, tangling my hands into his hair. He guided me up to my feet to sit down on the couch, where he kneeled down in front of me. He played with the waistband of my boxers teasingly before finally pulling them down. His hand wrapped around my erection. I quivered as he ran his tongue up along my underside.

"Oh holy fuck," I gasped.

He kissed around the base before picking his head up.

"God, I fucking love teasing you, Bunny," he said.

Gerard finally took me into his mouth and my jaw dropped as the wet heat surrounded me. I was gasping, my hands gripped the cushions on either side of me as my head fell back and my eyes closed. His tongue was working magic, circling my tip slowly and teasingly. I was just a shaking mess for him. I needed more. But, at the same time, I wasn't sure I could really handle any more.

Gerard pulled away, giving me time to try and catch my breath as I looked down at him.

"Wh-why'd you stop?" I asked.

"We can't have you finishing too fast, now can we, Bunny?" He asked.

I let out a little whine, which only made him smirk.

"Oh, don't be disappointed, pet," he said.

"Please, I-I need to finish," I said.

"Mm, I love to hear you beg," he said. "Since you've been so good."

Gerard took me back into his mouth straight to the base. I could feel my tip touch the back of his throat. His hand reached up to massage my balls and it was barely a minute before I was coming. I gasped, gripping his shoulder tight. I gasped, slumping back against the couch as he pulled off.

"Holy fuck," I breathed out.

"Such a good little pet for me," he said.

Gerard sat beside me, playing with my hair.

"Is there--do you want me to call you something?" I asked.

"Sir is acceptable, but if you're not comfortable with that then most people just call me Gee," he said.

I nodded, smiling over at him.

"Thank you, sir," I said.

"Of course," he said. "And you should get home before you get caught. But I have a little homework assignment for you, drink some pineapple juice."

I smiled and nodded, my hand reaching up to touch the leather collar.

"You like it?" He asked and I nodded. "Take it home."

"A-are you sure?" I asked. "It's yours."

"The second it goes around your neck it belongs to you," he said. "Because you belong to me now."