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Nobody loves waycest shower sex more than me and that’s a fact.

Everyone is aware of the patented ‘Way Stench’, it was especially bad in the early days of the band. You could tell exactly which rooms the two of them had been in just by if you could smell them. They’re much better at keeping clean now, but touring for the black parade has them exhausted and drained on every hotel night.

It’s after a long show in the hot summer evening heat that Frank finally has enough and tells both of them that they need to shower tonight or else he’s gonna do something drastic. Retreating to their hotel room it becomes an argument about who’s gonna shower first.

“You do it Gerard, seriously you smell the worst!” Mikey points out kicking his shoes off and trying to avoid the mess Gerard has already made of the hotel room while searching for a clean pair of underwear.

“No way! If I shower first you’re just gonna fall asleep” Gerard countered.

They hiss and bicker with each other for a moment, it’s mostly lighthearted, neither of them want to go first. That is until Gerard has a great idea. Mikey can tell because his eyebrows raise and his smile shows off his sharp little teeth.

“What if we showered at the same time?” He suggests, and Mikey quickly agrees, it’s just like when they were kids, covered in dirt and being forced into the tub by their mom so they aren’t ruining the nice carpets again.

That’s how they end up in the almost claustrophobic hotel shower. It’s one thing to agree to the idea of showering with your brother, but it’s anything thing when he’s right in front of you wet, naked and flushed from the heat of the water.

For Gerard he knows he’s fucked as soon as Mikey wets his hair and the eyeliner he was wearing starts to smudge a little bit. He feels himself flush, how did the little brother he grew up with turn into a man so quickly? Let alone a man with a firm warm body that brushed against Gerard smoothly anytime either of them moved.

For Mikey, he knows he’s fucked when Gerard’s platinum hair gets wet and he can see the dark roots peeking out, he reaches out to touch it finding Gerard’s hair surprisingly silky despite the fact it’s been bleached to shit. Gerard looks at him, soft face flushed and almost shy. Mikey tugs on the short blond strands caught in his fingers and watches mesmerized by the way Gerard’s eyes roll black a little bit and how he says “ow” but it sounds like a moan.

It reaches a head when Gerard turns around to pulls out the body wash, it’s been getting hotter in the shower despite the water temperature staying the same(he checked because he feels lightheaded). Gerard lathers it in his hands, feeling Mikey’s eyes on him. He turns to Mikey and begins to rub the soap on his brothers hot skin.

“What are you doing..” Mikey asks, Gerard doesn’t know how to answer that question, blinking up at his brother through the cascade of water. Despite the shower his mouth feels dry.

“Washing you..” he says, even as his hands drift down, past Mikey’s sides and core and to the hard cock he felt brush against him when he turned around. At first contact Mikey groans, Gerard shivers because that’s the hottest dirtiest noise he’s ever heard.

Gerard crowds against his brother then, the water hitting his back now, allowing him to see Mikey’s face twisted in the heavy steam. He takes both of them into his soapy hand. Letting the suds and the dampness of their skin be the only lube. It leads to a grip that is slippery and has them both crying out. Mikey fucks his fist, their cocks rubbing together providing sweet friction. They don’t say anything, at first. Then they don’t say anything because Mikey has yanked Gerard by his short hair and is suffocating him in a kiss that’s wet and messy.

Gerard moans against Mikey’s mouth. The purple toning conditioner forgotten in his hair as he speeds up his pace with his hips, twists his wrist for some variation and try’s not to come too soon.

Mikey is taking what he wants from Gerard’s mouth while frantically bucking up into his grip, the steam has clouded up the glass of the shower they’re in. Everytime he yanks Gerard’s hair he feels his brothers body twitch against him. They’re slumped against each other, skin on skin. The room sounds obscene a mix of the rushing water, panting breathy moans Gerard keeps letting out and the slick sound of them rubbing against each other.

Gerard breaks their kiss when Mikey’s hand joins his, gripping each other and tightening, providing an edge to the friction. Gerard’s mouth can’t stop moving though, settling on Mikey’s neck and trying to suck the water off of his skin. It’s Mikey’s turn to groan out now, hips stuttering before thrusting erratically and hard. He milks his climax, feeling Gerard follow suit and bite down harshly on his shoulder.

The two of them sink to the floor of the shower breathing heavily to catch their breath. Mikey speaks first.

“That’s gonna leave a mark” he comments as Gerard traces the impressions of his teeth on Mikey’s pale skin. Gerard hums, nosing against the other side of Mikey’s neck now, his skin smells clean but not like soap, just a scent that’s uniquely Mikey.

“Good thing your uniform has a high neckline” That gets him a tug on his hair to which he laughs.

This picture makes me have awful thoughts… God.. Mikey isn’t that much taller than Gerard but Ray is, he is much taller than Gerard… but of course all of the promotional pictures make sure to hide that fact. The purposefully pose Ray, Gerard, Mikey, so they all seem equally tall.

But behind closed doors, Gerard loves the way both of them lean over him. He’s embarrassed at first, won’t say anything about it, but he needs it needs to be held down by both of them at the same time. Forced to take it from both ends hair pulled, hips grabbed.

Mikey picks up on it first, he knows for a while about Gee’s secret need, try’s to play into it during their time together, crowding his brother against walls, pinning him to the bed and laying into him, but it’s not enough and Mikey can tell. So he knows what to do.

It starts out small, locker room talk with Ray, gauging if the other man would even be interested in what Mikey has planned. The thing with Ray is that he’s a nice guy, a gentle lover, devoted and helplessly whipped for his lead singer. Ray is too shy though, too respectful and too devoted to the band to ever try anything. Mikey knows Gerard feels the same way, so he just. Nudges a little. Pushes Ray on certain things. Finally gets the man to admit his ‘shameful’ thing for the ways. And that’s when Mikey’s plan really gets put into motion.

Gerard’s red hair complements the way he blushes so well. The suit he’s wearing fits so nicely around his body, he looks perfect, and he’stotally oblivious to what Ray and Mikey have planned for him tonight. He just thinks Rays coming over to his and Mikey’s hotel room for a movie after whatever event they have to attend tonight. Only when he’s shoved against the door of the hotel room by both men does it hit him just what’s happening, and instantly he needs it. Ray is more gentle than Mikey, choosing to slowly kiss Gerard and warm him up. While his brother grinds against Gerard and whispers dirty things into his ear. “One man isn’t enough huh? Need two cocks fucking you. Dumb slut, you couldn’t even ask for it, needed me to sort it all out”

The dual combination, the whiplash of both men’s attitudes has Gerard melting into a whining mess begging for anything they’ll give him.

He doesn’t remember how they get there, suits forgotten on the carpeted floor but he’s on his hands and knees in bed, mindlessly mouthing at Mikey’s straining hard on through his boxers. Rays slowly working his fingers into G, they’re bigger than Mikey’s, thicker and the calluses are in different places, it makes Gerard’s eyes roll back when he feels to of them nudge up against his prostate. After Mikey finally slides home into his throat he can’t think anymore. The burning stretch of Ray(even after all of the careful preparation) melts his mind and leaves him dumb and cock drunk. He can feel both of them everywhere, mikes hands in his hair, yanking him forward to fuck his face. Rays firm grip on his hips so tight it will likely bruise and leave a remind of this encounter for weeks.

And whoever gets to top has been turned into a competition of sorts.. something like Mikey wanting to go to a party but having no way to get there, cue Mikes telling his big brother ‘I’ll let you fuck my mouth so hard I puke if you drive me!’ It totally works.

Or even just girl!Gerard… Mikey being so horny over his big sister who doesn’t even realize it, like she doesn’t wear a bra around the house and Mikey can’t stop staring. Or she hugs him and he can her all pressed up against him and can’t help but pop a boner… I think the best era for this would def be bullets, or when Mikey’s still in highschool and having to cope with insane hormones.

Mikey's Encounter With Fanfiction - orphan_account - My Chemical Romance [Archive of Our Own]

Summary:

"Eventually, one email stuck out from the rest, it was flattering or particularly read as fanmail, it wan't just a short sentence and a link to a live journal post. The sender was an obvious burner account, just random letters and numbers, but the link didn’t seem malicious.

‘Found something I think you’d like Mikey’"