And then I met my teacher

''Do you really love me?'' I asked, not sure if I really wanted to hear the answer.
''If I really love you?! Of course, I really love you! If I know what love is, it's because of you! I want to be by your side through everything. I want to share every moment of my life with you. I know I don't always show it. I know I am not the best boyfriend in the world, I am not even close to an okay boyfriend, but I love you with all of my heart and I never want to let you go. No matter how hard it gets, I won't give up.'' He said. I couldn't believe it. Not only was he in love with me, but he had also referred to himself as my boyfriend twice. Regardless of how much my body was aching, my soul was in heaven.
''B-boyfriend?'' I asked. He sighed.
''I thought you said you weren't my boyfriend...'' I reminded him.
''Well, I changed my mind. Frank Iero, will you be my boyfriend?'' He asked, holding my hand. I was shaking. It was so unreal. I never thought this would happen.
''Yes! Yes, I want! Yes!'' I said, trying to hold back the tears of joy.
''I love you, Frankie.'' He said, kissing the top of my head.
''I love you too Gee.'' I answered. He paused.
''How did you know my nickname's Gee?'' He asked.
''I didn't... I just thought it would be cute if I... I'm sorry, I won't do it again...''
''No, I didn't mean it like that. It's cute when you say it. I like it.'' He said softly.
''Really?'' I asked. He nodded. I smiled. I knew he couldn't see my smile, but I wasn't smiling for him. For the first time in forever, I wasn't smiling for anyone, but for myself. It had been a while since the last time I had smiled because I was truly happy and not because I was pretending to be happy. It felt good.
''So, your birthday's soon.'' He said.
''Yep. Turning 18. I'll be considered an adult here.''
''Frank, we're both American. You know just as well as I do that you're not an adult.'' He said giggling.
''Hey! In Quebec, Canada, I am an adult!'' I said, laughing along.
''Sure, Frank, sure. What do you want to do for your birthday?''
''Well, I have a friend who's coming down from Belleville to celebrate with me, but I would still like to spend some time with you.''
''What friend?'' He asked, jealous.
''His name is Samuel.'' I answered.
''The Sam you were talking to the other day on the phone?''
''Yeah... But you'll see, you'll like him.'' I said.
''We'll see... But I'm telling you, he's not sleeping here.'' He said.
''Why not?''
''Because, I'm your teacher, remember?''
''So what? He lives in Belleville! And he's my best friend, he'll keep his mouth shut.'' I said, trying to convince him.
''Whatever, let's change subject.'' He said. I agreed, not wanting to argue with him again.
''So, when is your birthday?'' I asked.
''April 9th.'' He answered.
''How old are you anyway?'' I asked, curious. How bad could it be? 29? 30?
''38.'' He answered. My heart skipped a beat. It couldn't be possible.
''W-what?'' I asked, uncertain of what I had just heard.
''Oh, please Frank. Don't make me repeat it.''
'''I'm just not sure I heard the right thing-''
''38. I am 38 years old.'' He repeated.
''Well, that's a surprise.'' I mumbled. He sighed.
''If you want to go back on your word for the boyfriend thing, I would understand-''
''Stop being silly. I don't care, I'm just surprised, that's all.'' I said.
''I am probably freaking you out... You probably think I'm a creepy old man... A pedophile...''
''Gerard, stop! I don't think that! You could have told me you're 68 and I wouldn't have given a damn shit! I love you for who you are! I don't care about your age, your weight, your height or any other stupid number that you could think might influence my opinion.''
''Tell me I don't look 68...'' He added. I laughed.
''You don't look a day older than 20.'' I said. I was serious. He looked incredibly young.
''Thanks, baby. Maybe we should get out of the bathtub. My skin is all riddled.'' He said, showing me his fingers. I agreed and he helped me getting out, making sure I wouldn't hurt my wounds. He grabbed a towel and dried me up to avoid making me move unnecessarily. His touch was soft and delicate.
''Am I hurting you?'' He asked.
''No, you're not. Thank you baby.''
''You're welcome sweetheart.'' He said. I told him that my pyjamas were in my school bag and he went downstairs to go get them for me.

We were lying in his bed when my phone rang. Gerard looked at me confused.
''Who's calling at like 2AM?'' He asked.
''I don't know, we'll find out.'' I said, grabbing my phone on the nightstand and picking up.
''Hello?'' I said.
''Hey, Frankie! Why didn't you give me news from you?''
''I'm sorry, Sam. I've been really busy.'' I apologized. Gerard rolled his eyes.
''It's fine, don't worry. Is it still good for you if I come see you next weekend?''
''Yeah, it's great!'' I said enthusiastically.
''How are the girls in Montreal?'' He asked.
''Hold on.'' I said, putting my phone on speaker mode.
''Could you say that again? I didn't hear what you said.'' I told him, staring at Gerard.
''Oh, I just asked you how are the girls in Montreal.'' He repeated. I put my phone off speaker mode and carried on with the conversation for a couple of minutes before we hung up. I looked at Gerard.
''So, still jealous?'' I asked.
''He doesn't know you're gay?''
''No...'' I admitted.
''Well, that doesn't make him any less gay.'' He concluded.
''Why would he ask about the girls in Montreal if he was gay?''
''Because he has a crush on you and he wants to know if you got a girlfriend.'' He said seriously. I sighed.
''You're ridiculous.'' I said.
''But, you love me.'' He added. I rolled my eyes.
''Yes, yes.'' I answered. He smiled and kissed me softly.
''Do you want to have sex?'' He asked. I almost choked on my saliva.
''What?!'' I asked shocked.
''Do you want to have sex?'' He repeated.
''Gee, you can't just ask me if I want to have sex. It's something that just happens naturally, you can't just ask me. You have to create an atmosphere and everything.''
''How would you know? You're a virgin.''
''What makes you think I am a virgin?'' I asked, offended.
''It's obvious.'' He said.
''Well, thanks a lot!'' I answered. He laughed.
''Anyway. What I mean is, do you want to have sex or are your wounds hurting too much?''
'''It depends on where you touch me.'' I answered.
''If I give you a blowjob? Would that be okay?'' He asked.
''Holy shit, Gerard! Could you please be less romantic? You're making my stomach flutter when you talk to me like this.'' I said sarcastically.
''Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Let's just sleep.'' He said.
''Alright.'' I answered, kissing his lips. I was disappointed, but it was my fault after all. I was the one who had asked for romance when he was willing to give me sex. At least, I was lucky enough to fall asleep next to the most beautiful man on earth, who also happened to be my boyfriend. I drifted asleep to these beautiful thoughts.

The next morning, I woke up to the feeling that something wet was wrapped around my dick. I thought I had been dreaming until I opened my eyes and saw Gerard's head pumping on my dick. It felt so good. The movements were wet and sloppy and his gaze was locked with mine. I moaned slightly and closed my eyes in pleasure. He started pumping faster, encouraged by my sighs and moans. He was so good. He clearly had done that may times before, but now he was mine. I ran my finger through his hair, pulling it softly. I started to feel the warmth of the orgasm building up in my stomach.
''Baby, I'm going to-'' I didn't get to finish my sentence that he stopped everything.
''What are you doing?'' I asked, confused.
''I don't want you to come yet.'' He said, coming to lay next to me and kissing me.
''Okay, well, what should I do then?'' I asked.
''Bend over.''
''What?''
''Bend over. Stay on the bed, go on your knees, elbows against the mattress and bend over.'' He said.
''Gee, I've never... I've never done that before...''
''I won't hurt you, I promise.''
''But, I am not sure that I am-''
''Do you trust me?'' He cut me off.
''Yes...''
''Then, bend over.'' He said sternly. I did as he said and closed my eyes. I was expecting to feel his dick pressing against my butt. I was expecting it to be painful, but the feeling I got surprised me. It wasn't his dick, it was his tongue. He was licking my asshole slowly, tracing circles around it with his tongue. It was feeling incredibly good. I moaned slightly.
''Can I put my tongue inside a little bit?'' He asked.
''Y-yes.'' I moaned. I felt his tongue pressing a little against my entrance and I tried to relax my muscles to make it easier for him to get inside of me. I felt the tip of his tongue inside of me, licking my walls. It felt so good. The warmth of his breath on my skin was making the whole thing even better. I grabbed my dick and started stroking it slowly.
''Don't touch yourself unless I ask you to.'' He said. I let go of my fully hard cock and started breathing heavily. Gerard stopped what he was doing and walked to the nightstand next to me.
''Don't move.'' He said. He grabbed a tube of lube and put some on his index.
''You can take it baby, right? It's only one finger.'' He whispered seductively in my ear.
''Yes.'' I moaned. I wasn't scared anymore. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to know he was fingering my ass. He climbed on the bed and positioned himself behind me, like he was before. He started to trace circles around my hole with his finger.
''Ready?' He asked.
''Yes.'' I panted. He slowly pushed his finger inside of me, moving it slowly. At first, it burned a little, but then I adjusted to his finger and started feeling the pleasure coursing through my veins.
''You're okay?'' He asked softly, checking on me. I didn't bother answering his question.
''Faster.'' I moaned. He started moving his finger faster to my request. The pleasure was so intense, I couldn't stop moaning. I wasn't even touching my cock when I felt the climax feeling coming back.
''Gee, I'm going to cum.'' I said.
''Cum for me baby, please.'' He whispered. I couldn't stand it anymore. My eyes rolled back in my head and I came all over his bed. He slowed down and pulled his finger out of me.
''How was it?'' He asked.
''Magical''

Notes

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