Frank’s POV

“Ray!” I squirmed away from his lips and giggled.

“Mr Iero, Mr Toro.. Do I have to warn you again?” Mr Griffiths muttered, giving us both a glare.

“No.” I smirked, elbowing Ray in the side. He had no right to tell us what to do.. Even if we were in the middle of his Maths class, that wasn’t the point.. Who paid attention in maths anyway?

Me and Ray weren’t dating, so it wasn’t like we were going to just start fucking on the table. Well.. Okay we weren’t dating but we weren’t JUST friends either, we liked to mess around, and we had fucked before, but there was nothing wrong with that either. It wasn’t hurting anyone, we only got shit from a couple of people, but they were idiots.

“It may be my last day but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to give out detentions!” He muttered, shaking his head before going back to what he was reading. There was only five minutes left of the class, and I hadn’t done a thing, but as he had said.. It was his last day, and this was the last lesson of the day. I couldn’t have been happier.

Hearing the bell ring; I chucked everything in my rucksack and got up. “See ya Mr G, happy retirement!” I grinned, walking out of the class with a content sigh. Good riddance!

“We’ll never have to see him again.” Ray grinned as he walked beside me, heading out of the prison like building.

“Yeah it’s great.. I bet they’ll replace him with an even older sod though.” I laughed whilst running a hand through my hair and sighing. “Oh, shit uh, next week.. I kinda got the balls to make the appointment to get my nipple pierced.. You gotta come with me..”

“Oh, shit! What day?”

“Thursday..”

“Oh for fucks sake.” He muttered, shaking his head. “That’s my mum’s birthday.. We’re going out.. Looks like you’re going on your own. Good luck.” He laughed, patting me on the back.

“Fuck.” I muttered, frowning. “Alright.. See you tomorrow.” I murmured, before heading off down my street, smiling at the small ‘bye’ I heard from Ray who carried on walking the other way.
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I sat in maths the next day, my head resting on the table. The new teacher hadn’t arrived yet, how typical was that?

“Hm, you look bored.” Ray smirked, stroking his hand over the inside of my thigh under the desk.

I just laughed and sat up. “We’re in maths, of course I’m bored.” I muttered, shuffling a little closer to Ray so his hand could move up a little bit more.

It was only when he started to palm me through my jeans that I bit my lip and let my eyes close over. Fuck, I was so uncomfortably hard. “Ray..” I whispered after a moment, lifting my hips a little to meet with his palm. I was so fucking close-

“Um, excuse me..?”

I snapped my eyes open at the voice and bit my lip, my cheeks suddenly turning a faint pink colour. Crap. My eyes flickered over the man in front of me. He wasn’t that much older actually. I was seventeen, he couldn’t have been that much older, unless he just aged really, really well. He was fucking gorgeous to say the least.

“I..” I began, swallowing harshly. “Sorry..” I murmured, pushing Ray’s hand away from my lap.

“Did you um, want to go.. Sort that..?” He asked, and I honestly could have died.

I looked down and blushed, shaking my head. “No I’m fine..” I muttered. I wasn’t fine, I was uncomfortable and embarrassed, but I wasn’t going to stand up and show the whole class the bulge in the front of my jeans.

“If you’re sure.” He smiled faintly before standing by the edge of his desk, taking a deep breath. He looked as nervous as hell. “I’m your new teacher, Mr Way.” He smiled faintly, looking around at the class. “I trust you’re all in the middle of what Mr Griffiths was teaching, he did tell me a couple of you needed to catch up.” He said, smiling at that. “So carry on with what you were doing yesterday, and if you’ve finished, come get me.” He smiled, sitting at his desk.

Oh, god I knew I was one of the ones that hadn’t done anything. But that was because maths was boring.. Now I had the hottest teacher ever; how was I supposed to concentrate now?!

Once the class had finished; Ray stood up and looked down at me, raising an eyebrow. “You comin’ back to mine?”

“Uh, I’ll catch you later, I’ve got c ouple things to do first.” I murmured, slowly putting my things away as Ray walked out, as well as everyone else. So, so deliberately slow. “Hey, sir..” I said as I finally stood up and slung my bag over my shoulder. “You look a bit young to be a teacher.. Especially maths, maths is boring..”

He looked up at me with those fucking gorgeous eyes and smiled. Oh, that was fucking gorgeous too! “I’m twenty two.” He stated, before laughing quietly. “Maths wasn’t my first choice, I wanted to teach art but I had the math degrees and everything.. I’m just waiting for your Art teacher to leave now.” He smiled, before standing up.

I couldn’t help but smile at that. That made much more sense. “You look like an art teacher.” I nodded, thankful that I had calmed down and my jeans looked just about normal again. “Sorry about earlier..”

“It’s fine, I know what it’s like to be young, especially when a guys touching you like tha-“ He paused, realising what he had said.

I blushed. He liked guys? It sure sounded that way. “Yeah..” I laughed slightly, clearing my throat as I looked down, hiding my blush. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” I murmured, before hurrying out of the class.

School just got exciting.