Teacher's Punishment

Frank's P.O.V

I was late. I was utterly late. Mr. Way was going to have my head on his fuckin' plate. I walked into the classroom and looked down at the ground. I hear Mr. Way clear his throat. Fuck. I looked up and met with the smirking Mr. Way. That bastard, he found this funny.

"So Mr. Iero? Plan on missing the first twenty minutes of class?" Mr. Way asked smugly.

"Um..." I tried to think of anything I could use as an excuse, then I said the first thing that popped into my head, "I was late for the bus."

Now that would have been a goodish excuse, if Art wasn't my last class for the day. And that is was two thirty. Mr. Way raised his eyebrow.

"I mean.. I, um," I just gave up at that point, "I've got nothing."

"Uh huh. Knew it." He said eyeing my up and down. I shivered under his gaze. "Stay after class."

The students 'oohed' and 'awed' at that sentence. I just sighed and made my way to the back of the classroom where I sat, dodging some pricks foot. Once in the back I sat down and turned towards my best friend, Ray. He gave me an amused look. I flipped him the bird when Mr. Way's back was turned towards the bored. He just silently chuckled and turned his attention back to Mr. Way.

Fifteen minutes later the bell rang, signalling the end of the school day. While everyone was going home I was stuck here. I looked up at Mr. Way giving some kid his work back. Once he left I looked down at the desk. Reading the carved words, they were all mostly mine. But one said 'Fag sits here' that one was by some jock that hates me because of my sexuality. But fuck him, I saw him making out with the school nerd, Mikey, in the closet. And the pot head, Pete, in the bathroom. He is anything but straight.

I heard a small noise, it sounded as though someone locked the door. I looked up and saw Mr. Way walking away from the closed, and locked, door. I gulped. What exactly was my punishment?

He smirked and walked toward me, his eyes pooled with an unknown emotion. What was he thinking? I kept asking myself this question over and over and over again.

"So I heard you were gay, Little Frankie?" Mr. Way asked me, coming dangerously close to my face. Wow, teachers aren't supposed to get this close to students. But I had to admit, I kinda like the close proximity between the two of us. We were now sharing the same air. "Answer me Little Frankie."

"Y-Yes, M-Mr. Wa-Way." I stuttered. I mean sure I've been this close to boys, and I'm far from a virgin, but seriously. He had this huge smile on his face.

"Oh, Little Frankie. You're so cute when you stutter." He replied and moved his face to the side of my neck. Where he was whispering into my ear. And all his words, especially his words Little Frankie, were sending blood rushing south. No! He is your fucking teacher! My brain shouted at me.

"N-No." I said to him. I hoped he let go, so I could go jack off to him in the bathroom.

"What's wrong my Little Frankie?" He replied kissing under my ear. And taking my earlobe in his mouth. "Do you want me to stop."

I couldn't think off what to say. My dick said no. Then my mind said yes. But ,hey, I'm a boy, I mean I think with my dick most of the time. And even if it was a yes or a no I was to turned on to answer.

He pulled away from my ear and looked down at my pants. Which there was a bulge, a very noticeable bulge. He chuckled and looked at me- I fucking get it now. The unknown look in his eyes were lust.

"My Little Frankie, all big and ready." he replied as he crashed his lips hungrily against mine. I kissed back, with just as much force. He moved his hand down to my ass, which emitted a moan from me. He saw this as a chance to slip his tongue in my mouth. I gladly accepted and battled him for dominance, to which he easily won. He pulled away from our heated kiss and pulled my hand. "My house little Frankie."

We ran out of the classroom and school together and into his car. Once we were both in his car and we were racing towards his house.

"Little Frankie?" Gerard asked putting his hand on my thigh and moving it up and down in a teasing manner. I 'hmmpfed' in response. "You need punished." My dick throbbed at his words.

We pulled into a drive way and he jumped out of the car and I followed suit. We ran into his house. He unlocked the door, and the moment we were inside he pushed me against the wall and violently attacked my lips with his, I kissed back just as hard as him. He pulled away and pulled me into what seemed to be a kitchen and down a flight of steps that led into a- a basement? This was no normal basement, this was a scene from Fifty Shades Of Gray. It only made my dick throb even more. He pulled me over to the bed and threw me on it, putting my wrists in the hand cuffs in the middle of the bed.

"I hope you don't need that shirt my Little Frankie." Mr. Way said cutting the shirt off with a knife. He pulled away and looked over at me, with a serious look, "Safe word is Dora."

I wanted to laugh at that, but I was to turned on and I saw he was remotely seriously. I just nodded my head vigorously. He smirked and walked over to me. Slowly as if taking his time. Which he was. He took off his shirt and then slowly undid his belt. Right in front of me, by now my dick was painfully hard, and dying for some much needed friction.

"Now now Little Frankie, you've been a bad little boy. Being late to my class, and barging in on my thoughts of being in your tight little ass." He growled and slowly pulled his belt off. "Oh my sweet Little Frankie. I know your excited and ready, but you must be punished first."

He walked away from my sight and I heard his pick up something. I was honestly wondering what he might have. He appeared in my vision again with a cock ring and a ball gag. He slide on the metal cock ring and the ball gag in my mouth. He slowly trailed his fingers down my chest and down to my jeans. He skillfully unbutton my pants and pulled the zipper down without touching me. I bucked against his hand, which made him remove his hand altogether. I whined and looked up at Mr. Way. He smirked and flipped me over and pulled off my pants completely.

My hard dick rubbed against the bed, and it felt amazing. I heard Mr. Way tsk behind me,the him pick something else up.

"Little Frankie, your punishment starts now." What the fuck does he mean my pun- I felt something hard slam against my backside. I yelped, but it was muffled from the ball gag. He hit me against, but the pain turned into pleasure. Every single time he hit me it'd cause my painfully hard erection to rub slightly against the bed. He started ho hit harder and faster. I still felt the pain, but I barely noticed it from the pleasure. I moaned again and again into my ball gag. After about fifty hit he stopped. "I bet you liked that you little slut."

I moaned at his words, but they got lost into the ball gag. I was a withering mess, and it was all because of my art teacher. I mean, I'm not going to lie, I'v fantasized about Mr. Way before, but it was much different than this.

"You fucking filthy whore. I bet you are just begging to have my dick inside you." Gerard said walking over and getting real close to my face. "I bet you are just waiting to get fucked into the mattress."

I made a strangled noise through the ball gag that was supposed to be a yes. But I doubt he actually heard it. He smirked, as though he knew what I said.

"You are a fucking dirty cock slut. I bet you just want me to just slam into you over and over and over into your prostate, until you get your high, you fucking whore." I could have came at his words, if it weren't for his cock ring on my dick. He took out my ball gag. "Beg."

"Oh my G-god, Mr. Way please fuck me. F-fuck me so hard I ca-can't walk for a we-week. I need you in my tight little ass." I begged, "I'll do anything, please Mr. Way fuck me."

"God, you little slut. You're begging is so fucking hot." I felt fingers slowly go from my neck to my back, and down the curve of my ass. Normally I would've pushed into his hand, but I learned that that is a no. I felt his fingers brush against my hole. I released a moan. "I didn't give you permission to make noises."

I felt his dip a finger into me, I refrained from pushing into it, and making noises. He moves his finger around and then pulls it out. The inserts two. I bite my tongue, and force my body to remain still.

"Good my Little Frankie. Now beg." He replied, and pulled his fingers from me.

"Mr. Way, I need you right now, fuck. Please fuck me, please please please. I want you so fucking badly. I want to not walk right for a whole week. Please, please, please. Oh fuck please Mr. Way. Please." I pleaded.

Mr. Way P.O.V

"Mr. Way, I need you right now, fuck. Please fuck me, please please please. I want you so fucking badly. I want to not walk right for a whole week. Please, please, please. Oh fuck please Mr. Way. Please." The words leave his innocent lips and go straight to my dick. I wanted to do so many things to him. But I mostly want to feel his insides. I want to find his prostate and make him feel immense pleasure. And I know that's exactly what he wants me to do.

"Your begging has gotten the best of me. I shall grant your wish." I said and then slammed into his. I heard him slip a little moan, I let it slide since this is most likely his first time doing this.

I still feel a bit bad about his age, and the fact that he is a student. But dammit his skinnys show me a bit more, than what they should. And that I've been backed up for a while. Also Frank's personality is amazing, and he is just a beautiful work of art. And now he is moaning and writhing mess beneath me, not to mention naked.

"Little Frankie, I want to hear your beautiful noises." I said and slammed into him. He released a moan. I moved my angle a bit, and he screamed out Mr. Way. I must have found his prostate.

"Gerard." I breathed out.

"What?" Frankie moaned out.

"My names Gerard." I said and hit that spot again.

Frank's P.O.V

"Ahhhh, Gerard!" I screamed when he hit my spot again. "Oh yes!"

He relentlessly slammed into that spot. I wanted to cum so badly, but that stupid fucking ring, wouldn't have it. Gerard, moved his hand around to my dick. He jacks me off lazily, as he slams into me. That's going to hurt tomorrow.

He then screams my name and fills me with his seed. I feel the warm liquid drip from me,and onto the bed. He pulls out and takes off my cock ring.

"Cum for me, Little Frankie." He says then puts me in his mouth. I groan at the feeling and cum into his mouth moments later. He swallows it, and then licks me dry. Once he is done he lays down on the bed and pulls me into him. "You're so beautiful my Little Frankie."

"Gerard?" I ask.

"Yes, Frankie?"

"Do you like me?"

"Undeniably." He replied, which caused me to have a huge smile.

"So what are we?" I asked him.

"Well, Dear, what do you want to be?"

"Boyfriends?" I asked more of a question, than a statement.

"Of course, my Little Frankie."

Notes

My first attempt at smut. Tell me how I did in the comments and if I should make more one shots or make this into a like a story or something. I'm just bored and thought why not write some smut so I know what to do when I get there in my other story Hero.