Gerard's POV. "Mmm fuck," I moaned out among the steam of the shower as Frank's hand wrapped itself firmly around my cock

"Mmm fuck," I moaned out among the steam of the shower as Frank's hand wrapped itself firmly around my cock. God, he was amazing. His hands were so skilled, he knew just how much pressure to add to make everything pleasurable. I found my right hand wandering to his wood as he continued to fondle me.

My hand came in contact with Frank's sensitive flesh as his eyes closed and he leaned forward so that his head was against my shoulder. Warm water was pelting down on us as I began to set up a pumping rhythm. Frank got his hand to match my rhythm and we were thrusting into one another's hands, desperately seeking to get off.

"Oh," Frank moaned, as his body began thrusting harder into my hand, indicating that he was close. I was pretty fucking close myself as I began to thrust hard into his hand too.

"Ohh. Gerard," Frank moaned as I felt cum shoot out of him. It sent me over the edge as I felt myself release.

"Mmm Frank," I groaned as I did so. I knew that Mikey would probably have heard this, but I didn't give a shit. If he didn't like it, he could easily put on his ipod like I often used to have to do when he'd brought girls over. Frank and I shared a passionate kiss before quickly washing ourselves and then getting out of the shower. On the way back to my bedroom, I got in the shit with Mikey.

"Gerard! First, you watch me jack off and then I have to hear you in the shower!" he ranted.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better my dear brother, I know I've caught you in compromising situations and I've heard you at 2am before with two girls on top of you which means that you're the champion, so stop your whining," I said sarcastically, as I followed Frank into my room to get changed into my costume.

Ten minutes later, Frank and I were in our costumes and were scanning the city from up in the sky, when we found something interesting. I zoomed us down to get a closer look.

"Oh my god. Whoever he is, he's dead!" Frank exclaimed, felling the guy's wrist and obviously not getting a pulse.

In front of our eyes was a man laying in a gutter in a quiet street, his flesh bubbling away as though it was being eaten by acid.

"What the fuck do we do?" I asked Frank.

"Call the cops I guess," Frank replied, pulling his cellphone out of his pocket and dialing 911. "Hey, I need the cops here pronto," Frank spoke, before giving the operator the address of where we were at. Unfortunately, there were apartment buildings in the street and some of the residents had come out of the buildings to see what The Skeleton and The Dark Ninja were looking at. After all, it's not everyday that Frank and I were hanging around in this particular street awaiting the cops' arrival.

After a couple of minutes, the cops arrived on the scene and the residents all moved to the sidewalk. The dead guy's flesh was still bubbling away.

"Hey, officer," Frank spoke to the first one who approached us. "We found this guy out here and something's eating the flesh off his face," Frank told him.

"Excuse me for a moment," the cop said walking back over to his car and getting his car radio, speaking into it. "We're gonna need an ambulance down here. We've got a dead body," the officer spoke before coming back over to us. It was then that I saw it, small crystals on the ground, pink in color, just like the ones that Frank and I had removed from the car that day which had then melted and burned a hole through Frank's table. I tapped Frank's shoulder.

"Look!" I exclaimed as I whipped my camera phone out to take a picture of the crystals in the gutter next to the man.

"Oh my god! Ninja boy, it's those crystals again. Excuse me officer, but The Dark Ninja and I have seen these before. They're like these acidic crystals that melt and burn holes through things. We need to wash the acid off the guy before it does too much damage and he's non-identifiable," Frank spoke.

"Leave it to me," the cop spoke, walking over to the crowd of stunned apartment residents. "Does anyone have a garden hose?" he asked them. One guy ran off into the apartment building that we were hanging outside of, only to come back a minute later, carrying a garden hose which had been plugged in from one of the rooms of the first floor in the apartment. He ran back into the apartment building and a moment later the water was turned on. Frank blasted the guy's face until the bubbling stopped. For a while though, the acid seemed to be reacting with the water and a thick steam was created along with some weird popping sounds, both of which soon went away. A couple of minutes later, an ambulance rolled up the street and took the guy away. Frank and I were taken back to the police station for questioning.

"So both times you've encountered this crystal, it's been on someone or something in the gutter of a street?" the policeman asked us.

"Yes," Frank replied.

"At it's pink?" the policeman asked.

"That's right," I told him. I took a picture of the crystals. I'll bluetooth it to your phone if you like?" I offered.

"Sure. My bluetooth name is Eddie, " the cop replied.

"Ok," I replied, changing my bluetooth name from Gee-baby (Frank named my bluetooth) to The Dark Ninja for the purpose of the transfer. I then bluetoothed him the picture I took.

"Thank you," the officer responded once the file was sent.

"Officer, I have the suspicion that these crystals aren't normal, like there's someone out there with superpowers that are using them to do harm," Frank told them cop.

"I need to discuss everything with detectives as we can't be sure that there's someone out there who's doing this. I mean, both times, it was found on things which were laying in the gutter. It could just be harmful waste that is being carried through the drainpipes. We need to explore all possibilities here," the cop told us. Frank sighed and nodded. We were then told that we were free to leave.