Honey Honey Boy

***Frank***

”Shit, I’m gonna be late again!”

”Frankie, language!”

”Sorry Ma, see ya later!”

”Bye, have a good day at school!”

Frank raced out the door with his green blazer waving in the wind and his heavy satchel hung across his chest. He had a piece of toast spread with orange marmalade hanging out of his mouth. His gray tie hung loosely around his neck. One of his patent leather shoes was half tied. He just hoped he did not trip. Frank rounded the corner and jumped through the gate of the academy just as the warning bell rang. He now had four minutes to get into the building, stop at his locker, and get to class. Plenty of time or so he thought.

”Iero!”

”Shit!”

”What was that?”

”N-N-Nothing, Sir.”

”Look at you, Iero. Your uniform is a disgrace to this institution!”

Frank looked at the ground at his now untied shoe.

”Look at me when I am addressing you!”

Frank swallowed and slowly lifted his gaze. He met with well polished shoes, creased gray slacks, a perfectly straight tie, and a pressed blazer with the school emblem on it. Frank swallowed again as he met the cold eyes of Gerard Way, the student body president.

”That’s better. Now for your punishment, I want you to run 20 laps around the school.”

”P-P-Punishment? For what, Sir?”

Gerard extended his metal wand and tucked it under Frank's chin

”For being late.”

”But I wasn’t la…”

The bell rang for the start of class and Frank’s heart sank. Without even looking he knew that Gerard had a smirk on his face. Frank sighed and took off his blazer and tie. He crouched down and tied his shoe. Standing up again, Frank turned away from Gerard and took off at a run, mentally counting the laps in his head.

***Gerard***

Gerard watched Frank jog off. He smirked at the sight of him running. He knew how long it would take and what Frank would look like afterward. It would give him another excuse to punish the smaller boy. Gerard licked his lips in anticipation.

”Oh it is going to be a good morning…for me at least.”

***Frank***

”Nineteen, fuck.”

Frank was on his last lap around the building when he noticed someone running next to him. He looked over and saw his best friend Chase grinning at him.

”Hey, Frankie!”

”*pant* Hey, Chase”

”Sooo, what are you doing?”

”What the fuck does it look like I’m doing?!”

”Um…looks like your running?”

”Wow, amazing deduction Sherlock.”

”Sooo, are you trying to lose weight?”

”What?! Fuck off Chase!”

”No seriously, because you look healthier lately.”

”What the fuck does that even mean?!”

”Just an observation, dude.”

”Fuck, no I’m running because I was late to school today and this is my punishment.”

”Oh…who told you to do that?”

”Way.”

”Oh, the student body president? Man they are really getting strict aren’t they?”

”You have no idea.”

”Okay, Frankie, well I’ll see you at lunch?”

”*puff* Yeah, sure, Chase.”

”Alright, later beautiful.”

”What the fuck?”

Chase took off as Frank finished his last lap. Chase was a character he knew since childhood and he still could not figure him out. He muttered so to himself as he made his way back to his stuff. Gerard was nowhere to be seen. He grabbed his tie and hung it around his neck. Tossing his blazer on over his shoulder, and hoisting his satchel up, Frank had to get to class. He headed into the building, knowing he missed the start of his next class. He made it to his locker and tossed his extra books in along with the satchel. Frank pulled out the books he would need till lunch and closed the locker. He started down the hall to his second class when he felt a tap on his shoulder. It was not with a finger or a hand, but a metal wand. Frank stopped and felt his heart beating rapidly. He tried to still it, but it would not stop. He always did this to him. Frank hung his head and just tried to focus his breathing as Gerard spoke to his back.

”Going somewhere, Iero?”

***Gerard***

Gerard watched Frank shiver at the touch of the metal wand on his shoulder. He loved that he could make Frank react like this. He leaned in and spoke into his ear.

”I can see your tattoos through your shirt.”

”Th-Th-That’s because I was sweating from running.”

Gerard ran his wand down the middle of Frank’s back ending at his tail bone.

”Mmm, your tramp stamp is showing.”

”Please don’t call it that.”

Gerard smirked and reached around Frank to encircle his waist. He pulled the younger man closer to his chest. Frank’s body shuddered in reaction.

”A student body president cannot simply overlook such a disregard for discipline.”

Gerard lightly licked the outer shell of Frank’s ear causing a groan from him.

”Let’s go dry you up.”

Gerard stood up and closed the metal wand. He led Frank to one of the emergency fire escape doors. Being president he has a key to turn off the alarm. He pushed Frank through and closed the door. Frank lands against the wall of the balcony and slides down.

”The air circulation is good here, it should dry your shirt in no time at all.”

Gerard crouches down in front of Frank. Some of Frank’s longer hair has fallen over one of his eyes. Gerard reaches for it and plays with it in his fingers.

”Hey, Frank, why were you flirting during your punishment?”

Frank’s eyes go wide and he stammers out an excuse.

”That is because Chase wanted to know…”

”Chase, huh?”

Gerard pulls hard on Frank’s hair and then pushes him away. Frank scrambles to his feet and bows.

”I’m sorry, Sir, it’s won’t happen again. I promise not to be late anymore. So please..”

Gerard crowds Frank against the wall. He dips his face into his neck.

”So please what?”

”S-S-S-So please…”

”Are you asking me to be gentle?”

Gerard pulls his face back and looks at Frank. He cups his cheek and tilts his face up.

”Well, today is special.”

Gerard presses forward onto Frank’s lips. He crushes them hard and pins Frank to the wall. Frank rests his hands on top of the wall so he has support. Meanwhile Gerard goes for his belt. He unbuckles it and then opens the button on his slacks and pulls the zipper down. He breaks the kiss with Frank and slides onto his knees taking Frank’s pants with him.

”G-G-Ger…Sir, what are you doing?”

”Your pants feel sticky and gross from sweat don’t they?”

Gerard breaths hot air into Frank’s still encased cock and Frank nearly loses his ability to stand. The wall being his main support now more than ever. Gerard mouths at his cock through the fabric and a small bead of wetness begins to form where the head is. Frank covers his mouth with one hand as a small moan escapes his throat.

”Careful Frankie, your wanton sounds will carry into the classroom next door.”

Gerard continues to manipulate Frank through his boxers. His breathing is heavy through his nose. Gerard mouths the entire length of his cock and sucks at the head using the fabric as friction. Frank is quickly losing his balance as he needs to use both hands now to block the sounds of sex coming out of his mouth. Gerard can tell he is on the edge and needs something to push him over. He reaches into the opening at the thigh and grips his cock tightly. Frank has tears falling down his cheeks now. Gerard pulls his hand out and stands up. He presses his obvious erection into Frank’s and Frank can’t take it anymore. Gerard grabs his wrists as a lustful sound escapes long and loud.

”You’re doing your best Frankie, but seeing you try and stifle your moans makes me want to force you to cry out.”

Gerard pushes against Frank’s cock one last time with his hand and squeezes the head and that is the last straw. Frank lets out a cry of pleasure as he cums in his boxers, some of it leaking out onto Gerard’s hand. He loses his fight with standing and sinks to his knees breathless. Gerard lets him and steps back. He lifts his hand to his mouth and licks the cum off.

”Your shirt appears to be dry…although it seems your underwear is wet now .”

Gerard turns away from Frank and walks to the door. He opens it and looks back at him.

”Third period is about to start Frank. I suggest you get there on time …before I have to punish you again.”

Notes