What Happens in Art Class...

With the ring firmly placed in Frank’s possession, one question came to mind: what exactly was I going to do with him? I had to be crafty about it. He would expect me to torment him during school, so that would be no fun. Okay, it would still be fun, but finding a way to catch him off guard would be even better. There had to be a way to get him distressed…A way for me to see him helpless from my power over him…

I woke up refreshed on Monday, having slept in an extra hour. I loved when plans benefitted me in more than one way. I took my time picking out a professional outfit that could also be easily ripped off. I wasn’t even trying to deny how desperately horny my little Frankie would be by the end of the day. Just the thought of it was making me impatient.

I had to wait just a little bit more, though. I sat down at the kitchen table and ate the cold pancakes that were set in front of my seat. I must have forgotten to tell Mikey about my late rising. He had gotten into a habit of cooking as many meals as I’d allow. His little way of “helping out”. Speaking of the kid, he walked in just as I was finishing my last syrup-soaked bite. He crossed to the coffee pot and poured a cup before turning to me, bleary-eyed.

“Morning, Gee.”

A thought suddenly struck me, and I was very glad it did, “Mikey, I want you gone when I get home.”

His eyes widened, “What? But, Gee! I’ve been helping out as much as I can! I’ll try harder if you want! Please, I—”

“I’m not kicking you out, dork.” I cut him off, “I just need the house to myself tonight.”

He sighed, half from relief, half from annoyance, “Frank?”

“Who else?”

He shrugged, “Your moral standing isn’t the best. If you’re willing to fuck one student how do I know you aren’t willing to fuck multiple?”

I knew he was joking, but I feigned hurt anyway, “Just for that, you have a one month eviction notice.”

“Huh?” he said as I got up and grabbed my keys, “Wait, really?” I ignored him as I walked out the door, “Gee! Tell me you’re joking!” I heard him call as I crossed the driveway and got in my car. I had more important matters to attend to.

I only drove a couple blocks when I saw my target. He seemed to be dragging his feet on his way to school. I could only imagine why. Still, what better pastime could there be than to make him realize it was for nothing? I pulled over carefully and pulled out my little remote. With a simple press of the button, Frank started twitching like he’d been electrocuted. I honestly laughed, because it was a comical sight. Even better was the fact that he kept walking a bit before freezing and training his sight on me.

I gave him a sarcastic wave and motioned him over. He clearly decided that fighting me wasn’t worth it, because he shuffled over. The look he gave me when he got in was priceless, “You, sir, are an asshole.”

He said it so bluntly, as if there was no doubt in his mind about its truth. Okay, there was no doubt in my mind either. Still, I put on my innocent act as I started the car again, “Whatever do you mean? I didn’t make you take the bet.”

“So? You could be nice and go easy on me.” He countered with an angry pout. It was so adorable. I almost wanted to jump him then and there. Why wait through the school day? He was already in my car, in my grasps. But then I’d pretty much be forfeiting the fun opportunity that I’d worked so hard to set up for myself.

“But where would the fun be in that?” I teased him.

“Shouldn’t you have been at school already? Like, preparing for class or something?” he changed the subject altogether. Not rising to the bait.

“Yes. But I thought preparing you for class was more important.” I said, pulling up to a curb that was a couple of blocks from the school, “Now get out of my car. I can’t have you in here when I pull in.”

He got out, leaving my car to feel very empty. Good thing I got to the school quickly. I went in through the back exit so nobody would comment on how late I was. Then I sat and waited. All of my classes seemed to drag, except for the moments when I pressed that little button. That allowed me to feel satisfaction. It also allowed me to daydream. How was Frank responding to my device? I could only imagine the state of his jeans. Even though he had been smart and worn a baggy pair, they were probably very uncomfortable.

Then there was the matter of his actions. Was he wearing his wood proudly? Strutting about the school and showing everyone what a lovely bulge he could produce? Probably not. He was to shy. He was probably doing his best to hide it in every way possible. Or maybe he was trying to rid himself of it. I imagined him masturbating in a bathroom stall, desperately trying to muffle his moans. That would be cheating, though, because he’d have to take the ring off in order to cum. I’d have to look into that later…

By the time the last hour rolled around, I was more than impatient to see Frank. I stared daggers in the door until he entered, which I’m sure made the other students feel uncomfortable. As I thought, though, Frank entered with his books strategically placed in front of his crotch. I frowned slightly at that. I was half hoping for a show.

I noticed Frank’s hushed conversation with Ryan right away. Ryan looked quite smug, and Frank just looked annoyed. The topic of their conversation was obvious, as they were both looking, more or less, at Frank’s lap. I didn’t know the specifics, but it wasn’t fair that Ryan was getting to see what I couldn’t. It was childish of me to think that, but it was also true.

In my bout of jealousy I decided to be cruel one last time. The room was perfectly silent for it, too. I reached into my pocket just as Frank was about to retaliate to Ryan. Click. Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

All of the students started murmuring as Frank all but smashed his head against the table in front of him. I got my stern teacher face on and waited for Frank to look up before speaking, “Would whoever’s phone that was please turn it on silent? It’s distracting to the students around you.”

This set off a whole new set of conversations around the room, but I had gotten what I wanted. I was able to wait contently for the end of the day to come. However, once it did those students couldn’t get out the door fast enough for me. I was already out of my seat when the last kid was crossing the threshold. I walked up to Frank and decided to give him one more irritation. I snuck my foot between his legs and pressed down gently with a murmur of his name.

He hissed, “Asshole!”

There was that word again. Well, if he wanted an asshole, I’d give him an asshole. Not literally, of course. Though I’d definitely be taking his later. I waited for him to look at me before smiling. Then I patted his head and pretended to go back to my work. This time Frank took the bait. He walked over and sat right on my paperwork.

“Franklin, that’s very immature of you. That work is important.” Not really. I didn’t even know what all it was.

“I don’t care! I’m important too! You need to take care of me first! Just like this morning!”

He was too adorable to ignore at that point. I got up and scooped him into my arms, carrying him to my car and driving to my house with only a minor distraction on the way. Well, I guess it wasn’t that minor. After all, Frank isn’t a little guy in all departments. Especially not the one that was gripped in my hand…

I felt very impatient when we finally got to my house. I once again carried him to our destination before attacking him. I kissed him deeply, getting more excited when he responded just as hungrily. I slid my hands up his shirt, dead bent on getting the damn thing off quickly. Unfortunately, some idiot decided to ring the doorbell and Frank froze up. I was determined not to listen to it and told Frank to ignore it as well. But that person wasn’t going away. I finally got up, ordering Frank to stay put. I walked to the door and opened it. I was not expecting what I saw on the other side.

“What the hell?!”

Notes

Hey! I actually updated quickly! High five me! So yeah, Gee got really pervy and sarcastic in this chapter. However, the next chapter will be uber serious. I also want you to know that I blew off homework to write this, so be happy. ok? Im serious. Y'all best be appreciatin all the work i put in for you. You can show it by commenting. k?