Maddie :3

basement!gerard who has an addiction to porn/masturbation. before he met you, he used to jerk off while watching porn probably like four times a day. the minute he laid his eyes on you, he could make himself cum to just the thought of you.

basement!gerard who starts taking pictures of you without you knowing, because he needed new jerk off material at some point. first, it was just candids of your face when he thought you wouldn’t notice. but it was only enough to make him cum for a while…

basement!gerard who paid one of his popular friends, probably frank, to take pictures of you at the halloween party, zooming into your cleavage and your thighs that were on full display from your skimpy costume. he also paid his friend to get you drunk and fuck you… as much as gerard wanted you all to himself, he knew the only way he would get slutty pictures of you for now was to give his far less gross, far less awkward friend his camera. he was set for ages, he had so many angles: your glistening pussy; your bouncing tits; your face covered in cum. his friend also stole your soaked lace panties for him.

basement!gerard who one day finds the courage to ask you out. he plays the cute, innocent, shy boy, and you say yes - you had been getting closer, much to your friend group’s dismay. but he was sweet and actually helped you with your homework sometimes.

basement!gerard who invites you over to his house. you thought it would be fun to let yourself in, and tiptoe down to his basement to spook him, but perhaps it wasn’t such a genius plan. he was laid down on his bed at the bottom of the stairs, fisting his cock. there’s a familiar pair of black panties on his face, and your heart sinks when you see him.

“g-gerard…? what the fuck…?”

basement!gerard who didn’t stop. there was a very hurt look on your face but he just whined and threw his head back. you walked down the rest of the stairs with your mouth open wide. you were in complete shock.

“i’m sorry… ‘m so fucking gross…”

basement!gerard who started stroking his cock slowly, moaning and whimpering like a pathetic mutt. you sat down on the edge of the bed with your eyes fixed on him. gerard picked up the pace. you noticed some polaroid photos next to him that featured a familiar face…

“please, sit here and watch…? please?”

basement!gerard who came about 5 seconds after you agreed to watch him jerk off, and he turned into a whining mess as he squirted cum onto his black t-shirt.

basement!gerard who begs you to stay with him. he tells you he’ll be a good boy, and he’ll be the best boyfriend you’ve ever had. you can’t deny how soaked you got from seeing him touch himself to photos of you, while huffing your panties, it really was such an erotic sight. you somehow agreed to staying his girlfriend. you could have a bit of fun with him, right?

basement!gerard who texts/calls you every time he jerks off. which, if you two don’t hang out that day, is usually about 7 times a day now. he’s so needy and so so desperate. you have to do something about this. so, you banned him from masturbating. ban him from porn. he said he wanted to be a good boy!

basement!gerard who eventually begs you to let him edge. it’s different, because he won’t be cumming as much. you sigh and give in, it must be so hard for him, not jerking off for about a week. he’s only allowed to touch himself while thinking about you, which wasn’t so hard for him. you had to watch him whenever he wanted to edge while on a video call to make sure he didn’t cum.

basement!gerard who from now on is only allowed to cum in or on you. and even then he has to plead real pretty for your permission.