Love Is A Crazy Cycle

Frank:

I had trouble walking home that day. My ass was stinging from all of the blows that Mr. Way had inflicted on me. I still didn't know what he had used, seeing as he blindfolded me with a tie. I had no idea what I had gotten myself into, but I liked it.

When I got to my house, I snuck in through my bedroom window. I didn't want my mom to know that I had detention, and she had gotten home right after I arrived. I wouldn't even know where to start if I had to tell her how I landed in detention and why I was limping. The woman knows I'm gay, but she doesn't need to know that I got spanked by a teacher.

I began to do my homework, starting with Math and going on for about two hours before i finished with English. I put my books back into my back and went to the bathroom. I locked the door and took off my shirt, revealing dark bruises and bite marks on my back and neck. I saw an especially dark mark on my neck, bite mark and all. Mr. Way wasn't gentle with me. It was like he was a different person behind closed doors.

I smiled at the thought of us in the classroom, me, on my stomach over his desk, sobbing with hysteria over the sensation. Mr. Way, with his hazel eyes and black hair, hitting me over and over, not letting up until I learned my lesson.

I was painfully hard by the time he was done, but the lesson wasn't over. He wanted me to wait until I got home and finished my homework before I could take off the cock ring he had slipped onto me in the midst of my euphoria. I slid into the shower, turning it to hot and finally began to relieve myself.

It only took a few well-placed strokes of my hand before I covered my mouth and came into my fist, my moans barely being held back. I got out of the shower and dried off, slipping my clothes back on and heading downstairs.

When I walked into the kitchen, my mom was there, hand on her hip and everything.

"Franklin Iero Jr, would you care to explain to me why you were at detention today?"

I didn't want to lie to her, but I had to at least try to keep Mikey out of this.

"Well, one of my friends was being harrassed and I stood up to the one bullying him."

"Your teacher, Mr. Way, says different. He says that you yelled at him, due to him trying to start a lesson today."

"Well he's lying. My friend, Mikey, was the one being bullied."

"And what does he have to do with the detention?"

"He's Mr. Way's brother. Mikey was being nice to me, seeing as I'm the new kid, and Mr. Way was being a dick. You should have seen him Mom, he was straight up embarrassing Mikey in front of everyone, so I yelled at Mr. Way and he tried giving him detention. I said I would take his place."

She looked at me with a blank expression. Soon, it turned to one of relief, as she finally moved her hand from her hip, reaching out to instead place it on my head, ruffling my hair.

"Well, I'm glad you told the truth, and I'm proud of you for sticking up for your friend. Now, what are you in the mood for?"

I smiled at her and we got to cooking.

Notes

Sorry this chapter is so short, I had to update the other story which has my explanation as to why I left. I am hopefully back now and I am feeling more refreshed now that school is over. I didn't do a question of the day on my other story and have decided to put the question of the Day/Night on both stories, but it will only be on one at a time, so it'll be a pattern. This week's edition will be on this story.

Question of the Day/Night:

What is your favorite television show?

I know I've asked this before, but things change over time. For me, it's Supernatural. I recently started watching it, (About three weeks ago), and I've already reached the end of season eight. Netflix doesn't have season nine so I have to wait for it to come out in order for me to watch it.

Leave your comments/questions in the comment section below and I will see you soon!
(Hopefully!)

Sweet Horrors And Terrible Nightmares,
XOXO,
Screaming Tears.
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