Men Are All The Same

"You want him washed you do it" grumbled Mikey "I've got a appointment with the 'surgeon' in an hour for the last time I tried to help"

"Is he seriously making you go to that?" Frank asked.

Mikey nodded with a whince "I'm kinda scared"

Frank rolled his eyes and sighed "I'll go talk to him" he said, making his way to the boss' office.

Mikey grabbed his arm "You can't! You know he won't change his mind!"

"Dude, its your fucking balls man, what would be the point in you being here if you couldn't fuck people?"

Mikey flinched at the reminder "I can get hard without them! And you knwo Im, not akllowed to eave anyway"

Frank threw up his hands in annoyance "Fine, enjoy your cumless orgasms!".

Mikey fluinched again, before shoving past with a mutter about going to see the boss.

Frank flipped him off. He pulled on his mask and went to Gerard's room with a wet flannel.

Gerard started to shake violently "leave me alone2 he whimpered.

Frank sighed, unable to talk least he risk Gerard recognizing him, and held up the flannel, pointing at the blood stains on Gerard's legs.

Gerard was still shaking but stopped begging him to leave him alone.

Frank knelt next to him on the bed and started dabbing at the stains.

Gerard was still crying "I want frank" he mumbled.

Frank shook his head.

Gerqrd hadn't even realised he'd said it, justn continued to cry.

Frank gestured for him to turn over so he could get to his other side "Does anything hurt?" he said in a different accent.

2everything2 gerard mumbled, bruises and srcratches covering his shoulders and baclk.

Frank forced him onto his back and started cleaning the small cuts that littered it. What the fuck had Bert done to him?

gerard started to sob again "What do you want from me/2

"You are part of our...group now" Frank said in his accent "People will come in and have sex with you and do whatever they wish to you and when we think you're ready you'll become one of us".

As soon as that sank in Gerard started to sob even harder.

Mikey knocked nervously on the bosses door, forever unnerved by his rough manner and clown mask.

Frank finished cleaning him and left.

"Come in" the boss called, lounging in his chair.

Mikey stepped in, hgead bowed "S-Sir" he mumbled, realising a second too late that he shoul;d have removed his mask.