One Shots (MxM)

Frankie’s First Time

TW: s****l manipulation and coercion

Frankie’s First Time-

Frankie

"We don't have to wait until the weekend. You can just stay the night at my house. I have my own room now so Julian won't bother us."

"Your family doesn't like me, and Will is a bitch." Mason answers. Our family is close, so I don't like him talking bad about them, but I can see where he's coming from.

"I know he can be annoying, but he's just trying to look out for me-"

"By telling you that your feelings for me are stupid? They don't get it. They don't understand how we feel about each other." He insists, reaching over to take my hand.

I squeeze his before letting go. "You should still come. Will is going to be at Theo's house anyway."

"That loser? It's still surprising that Will even talks to him. The star of the soccer team really shouldn't be hanging around that dweeb all the time."

He's a little rude sometimes, but I know he doesn't mean it. He just says those things to seem cool. He thinks I'm like his football friends who all pag him on the back and praise him when he bullies people.

"Right. Tonight then?"

"Yeah." He agrees.

"Franklin, I know you're the youngest in the class since you're only a freshman, but I won't take that as an excuse for you to be chatting the whole time." Mrs. Baker announces.

I hate being called out like that. As if my anxiety isn't enough before she eats me out for being the only 14 year old in a junior class. Everyone turns to stare at me for a moment, making me shift awkwardly in my seat.

Mason never gets in trouble.

According to Will, his parents make big donations to the school for the football team. If Mason gets in trouble too much then he'll get kicked off the team and then they'd lose the donations they need to stay afloat. I, on the other hand, am fair game.

"Sorry." I mutter. I want to correct her for using my full name when everyone knows I just go by Frankie, but I keep my mouth shut.

Freshman usually take Biology. I'm the only one in Physics this year. That's why Mason started teasing me to begin with. It was just insults and stuff at first, but a few of the guys on his team cornered me when I was walking home from school. I had to walk because Will was staying after to practice for soccer tryouts.

Anyway, his teammates told him to hit me, so he did. I think he liked it because he kept doing it anytime he'd get me alone, but once he looked more confused than anything.

I was trying to help because he seemed really upset and he hit me again. He said he was mad at me for making him so confused. He said he hated me for making him like me so much, and then he kissed me.

That's when Will walked in. Mason pulled away before he saw, but Will didn't give me a chance to explain. All he saw was a bruise in my face and Mason pinning me to the lockers. They got into a big fight which really freaked me out.

I was already shaken up that Mason kissed me, but I've never seen Will get in a fight like that. It sucks watching my brother fight the guy I like.

I didn't want either of them getting hurt, but they didn't care. If Will had just stayed out of it, it would've been fine. It's not like he hurts me that bad. Not as bad as his friends do.

One of them found me while I was studying on the bleachers during lunch. He grabbed the front of my shirt and held me over side as a threat. His hand slipped and he actually dropped me. I landed on my arm and sprained it, but it could've been way worse than that.

Mason would never hurt me that bad. He cares about me.

After the class continues like normal, Mason leans over to kiss my cheek. "Your place then. Tonight."

I smile at him and nod quickly. We've been trying to find time together but his parents don't know that he's gay, so I can only come over when they're gone.

We don't get much privacy when he comes over, but I'm in charge tonight. Candace had a night shift at the gym she works at, Noel is with his boyfriend, Sawyer and Teagan are going out and Will is spending the night with Theo. That means I can put the kids to bed early and have Mason come over.

We don't plan on doing much, but I like the intimacy of sleeping in a bed with him. I like laying my head on his chest and kissing him. I like how his hands feel when he touches me even when it's not s****l. Only a few more hours and then Mason and I get our own personal time.

***

"I'm so glad you invited me over." He mumbles against my lips before leaning down to kiss me again.

He grabs my thighs and spreads them a bit to slip further between them. He reaches his hands down to unbutton my shirt more and more. I wrap my arms around his neck and thread my fingers through his hair to deepen our kiss.

After my shirt is completely undone, he tosses it aside so we can continue kissing. After a few moments, I hear a soft knock on my door.

"F-Frankie?" Julian says.

I pull back from the kiss, but Mason just kisses down to my neck while holding my hips so I can't move. "Mason?"

He ignores me, moving his lips down to my n****e instead. I move a little bit, but he squeezes them tighter, making me frown. "Mason."

He ignores me again, sticking his tongue out to trail it down more. I grab his wrists ans try to push his hands away. "Mason, let go."

He pulls away and glares at me. "Isn't that kid like 12? He can fix his own problems. You told me he wouldn't bother us."

"They're 11, but they're autistic and they have panic attacks after waking up from nightmares."

"They?"

"Julian is non-binary. He uses he/they pronouns." I remind him, slipping out from beneath him to head towards the door.

"Right, whatever. Just hurry up. We're in the middle of something."

I nod and open the door a little to slip out. Julian is panting quickly and the way his eyes are darting around let me know that it was more than just a nightmare this time.

He gets night terrors sometimes. He wakes up without remembering anything except the fact that he's terrified. His breathing is short and choppy and he's curled in on himself like he's just waiting for something to jump out and hurt him.

"Julian? It's me, okay. Are you alright?" I ask, making sure to stand at least two feet away. My first instinct is always to hug him, but I know he doesn't like to be touched when he's scared.

"I don't know what happened. I woke up, but I don't want to go back to sleep." He whines softly.

"That's okay. Try to breathe with me okay?"

I show him how to take deep breaths, watch him try to follow my lead. After a few minutes, he's calmed down enough to stop hyperventilating.

"Good, I need you to think for me though. Did you take your sleeping pills tonight?" I ask. He has a habit of forgetting.

"I don't think so."

"How about we go take them so that you can sleep better?" I suggest, leading the way to his bedroom.

When we walk in, I notice that his sheets are completely soaked. He sweats a lot when he's having night terrors, but not that much.

When I turn to him, his face is bright red and he's clearly embarrassed. I don't want to make it any worse. "I uh... I was just really scared, and I forgot to go to the bathroom before I went to bed-"

"It's fine, Julian. You don't need to explain. Just go take your pills and wash up." I assure him.

He nod and goes into his bathroom. While he does that, I take off his old sheets to throw them in the washer. I start it and walk to the linen closet to get a new set.

I get the silky ones, knowing that the texture helps him sleep better. When I get back, I put the new ones on and turn on his night light that shines stars on his ceiling. It was annoying when we shared a room, but now I think it's cute.

"I'm done. I'm sorry I bothered you. I didn't know what to do."

I wrap my arms around him and kiss the top of his head. "It's okay. You don't bother me, Julian. If you need something else, just let me know."

"I love you."

My eyes widen slightly as he climbs into bed. He hardly ever says that to us. I haven't heard that from him in a few years. Of course I know he loves me, but him saying it makes it feel more special.

"I love you too."

I close his door and head back to my room, hoping that Mason won't be mad about how much time I took.

I walk in and avert my eyes while shutting the door behind me. I quickly lock it and fight the blush creeping onto my face.

"I'm your boyfriend, you know?" He mentions, standing up to walk closer.

"My naked boyfriend."

"Who's going to kiss you now." He warns before grabbing my face to pull me into a kiss.

I return it, putting my hands on his shoulders. He takes me back to my bed to lay me down on it, getting back into the position we were in before. When he reaches down to unbutton my pants, I grab his wrists.

"We can't go all the way."

"Why not?"

"Sawyer said not to until I'm 16."

"Why?"

"He wants me to be ready."

Mason rolls his eyes. "You take classes with 16 year olds, you're dating a 16 year old, and you're more mature than most 16 year olds. Why would you have to wait?"

"He just doesn't want me to throw away my first time on some guy who's just using me for sex."

Mason pulls back and glares at me. "So now I'm some guy who's just using you for s*x?"

"Of course not. I didn't mean you. I just mean in general." I rush out, realizing how much that must've hurt his feelings.

"It's not like any of them are virgins. Not will or Noel or your dad-"

"My dad?"

"Yeah. That big dude that lives here. That's not your dad?" He asks, sitting back a little to let me sit up.

He thought Teagan was our actual dad? If anything, Sawyer and I look more alike. "That's Sawyer's boyfriend."

"Sawyer's gay too?"

"Yes. I thought you knew."

Mason shakes his head and sighs. "So you're gay, Noel is gay, Sawyer is gay, and now Will is gay too? Are you sure it's not contagious?"

"Yes I'm sure it's not contagious. It's not a disease. And Noel is bi."

"Bi and gay are the same thing." Mason insists. I just sigh, knowing I can't change his mind. I tried suggesting that he was bi, but he started talking about how bi and gay are the same thing and he's not gay so he's not bi.

I tried to talk some sense into him but he started bringing up how it's like dominant and recessive genes. Men are more dominant than women and that means that if you like men at all then it outweighs you liking women so bi men are just gay. It sounds just as dumb in my head as it did coming out of his mouth.

"If you're not bi then what are you?"

"I'm straight. I like girls. I like squeezing their boobs and touching their hair. I like v*****s too." He answers, annoying me a bit. I don't have that stuff. Does that mean he doesn't like me as much as he likes girls?

"Your tongue was in my ass three days ago, Mason."

"You don't count."

"Why not? I'm still a boy. Just because I'm not as manly-"

"You don't count because I love you."

That shuts me up instantly. My eyes widen as I hold my breath, waiting for him to say it's a sick joke or something.

When he doesn't, I smile and wrap my arms around him. "I love you too, Mason."

"You do?"

"Yes. 100 percent. I love you."

"And people have s*x when they're in love, right?" He points out.

I pause for a second before nodding. "Yeah."

Mason leans over me again and starts to slip my pants off. This time, I let him. "So if you love me as much as I love you then prove it."

I agree, letting him continue so that I can prove my love, despite the thoughts in my head screaming that it's a bad idea.

It's okay. It will all be fine.