Gerard's POV. We'd finished fighting crime and I'd invited Frank to my house to watch a movie with Mikey and I

We'd finished fighting crime and I'd invited Frank to my house to watch a movie with Mikey and I. I wanted him to get to know Mikey without trying to make out with him every five minutes. He'd re-told me the reason today as to why he'd been crushing on my brother. I can't believe how smart he is. He'd almost figured out who The Dark Ninja was. He just guessed the wrong Way brother.

"I want to watch The Fast And The Furious," I announced to my brother.

"What? Why? I want to watch Tomb Raider," Mikey said.

"Well it's obvious why you want to watch that. But I think Angelina's ugly. I don't care what US magazine says. She has fish lips. Vin Diesel's much better to look at," I pointed out.

"That dude's bald!" Mikey exclaimed.

"Yeah, but he's got a nice body," I pointed out.

"Well Frank's the guest. Does he want to watch some bald guy pumped with steroids?" Mikey asked.

"Oh hell no, you did not just say Vin Diesel is on steroids. Frankie, you don't want to watch a movie with fish lips starring in it do you?" I asked him. He grinned.

"You just called me Frankie," he observed. I blushed.

"Y-Yeah, i-is that alright? I m-mean, if you don't want me to call you that or --"

"No, call me it. I like my friends calling me that," he said, making me relax. "And in answer to your question, do you have Mr and Mrs Smith? Because then Mikey can perve on Angelina and we can perve on Brad," he suggested.

"No. Mr and Mrs Smith is a shit movie," Mikey stated, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I'll see what else we have. Hey... what's this?" Mikey asked, holding up a DVD in a black case. I'd never seen it before. I'd lived with my ex-boyfriend for a couple of months before we broke up, maybe it was his.

"I think it's my ex's," I recalled. My ex was into all the illegal downloading and burning of DVDs, so I figured it must've belonged to him.

"Let's see what it is," Mikey said.

"Ok, you put it in, I'll grab some popcorn," I suggested.

Coming back with the popcorn, I almost dropped it. There was me on the screen getting fucked hard by my ex. Fuck!

"Turn it off! Turn it off!" Mikey screamed.

"Oh no you don't," Frank said, snatching the remote off my brother. "Now gimme some popcorn. I found my entertainment," he decided, getting comfortable on the couch and undoing the zip of his pants, his hand going right into his boxers. Mikey looked mortified and stood up to leave.

"Call me back when you're finished," he informed us. Frank nodded, fondling himself. I felt a little awkward to say the least.

Oh god, harder!" I moaned on screen.

"Gerard, you look like you're giving that guy the best pleasure of his life. Who would've thunk it? You're good in bed," he grinned.

"Do we have to watch this?" I asked, cringing at myself on the screen.

"Why? Is it making you uncomfortable?" he asked.

"Just a little. I mean, it's not every day your friend jacks off in your living room over your sex tape," I pointed out.

"I guess you're right," he said, removing his hand from his boxers, leaving his already very hard cock alone. That DVD sure aroused him quick. "I'll stop and we can put on The Fast and The Furious and then call Mikey back and because the movie will already be in the DVD player and we have the remote, he'll be stuck watching it. I don't get why he won't watch it. There's women in that movie with nice boobs, I don't get why he has to watch Angelina," Frank spoke.

"Exactly my point," I said, stopping the DVD and putting it in the case. I then clicked my fingers and a flame came out of my index finger. I was gonna burn this DVD.

"Hey hey, wait! Do not burn that thing! I want it!" he exclaimed.

"Dude, it's gross. It's a video of my ex-boyfriend offloading all his STDs onto me," I spoke. Frank scrunched up his face for a second.

"You're clean now though, right?" he asked. I nodded. "Then I don't see the problem with it. Gimme gimme gimme!" he exclaimed, bouncing up and down like a five year old.

"No way," I said, lighting it on fire and running off and chucking it in the kitchen sink until it had burned enough. Then I ran cold water on it and threw it away.

"I can't believe you just burned a quality DVD," he said.

"How about I take you to the DVD hire store tomorrow night and hire you out some better porn," I suggested. "Porn that doesn't have me in it," I added.

"Well that's no fun," he replied, pressing play on the remote for the DVD to start. "Mikey you can come back now," he called out. He was really hyper today.

"You're so hyper. Have you smoked something? Eaten too much sugar? Drank too many Red Bulls?" I asked him.

"I'm high on happiness," he replied as Mikey came into the room. "Cause we're friends again," he added, grinning. I couldn't help but mirror his grin before Mikey turned off the lights.

"Aw shit, we're watching Vin Diesel," Mikey muttered, making Frank giggle.

"Embrace the baldness," Frank suggested, snuggling into my side as the movie began.