School and I got along just fine. My grades were the highest in almost all my classes, making me a 'joy' to teach by all my teachers. They bathe me in acknowledgement and awards, picking me for all the upcoming events or just to help put pop quizzes together. I guess you could say I was the teacher's pet. I never got in trouble, not once. My record was completely clear and I've never, ever been in the principals office. I was the good little boy in their eyes, who'd grow up, have a successful business and a drop­dead gorgeous wife. So why was I on my knees, my once neatly ironed clothes wrinkled and half hanging off of me. My face flushed and my breathing heavy as another male stood in front of me, his fingers tingled in my hair and his erection in my hand. The silent moans and the throbbing need pulsing through my veins. The way my tongue dripped with moisture like I smelled a delicious meal cooking. This was not my ordinary doings but I could care less because all I wanted was to swallow down this beautifully stiff rod. I glanced up at heated hazel eyes and a wicked smirk.
How did I get in this predicament?
Four days prior to this, I was sitting in class, my chin in the palm of my hand as I stared at the front of the classroom. The teacher was rambling on about a topic I already researched last week and informing us of an upcoming test. In the mix of the teachers words, Frank Iero started to laugh, his head turned towards one of his friends. Our teacher glanced up from the pile of papers he was reading from and called Frank out.
"Something funny, Mr. Iero?"
Frank turned around to face the teacher, everyone waiting for his reply. His mischievous hazel eyes smiling as well as his lips. He rubbed his hand smoothly against his black hair and shrugged.
"Other then the fact that only Gerard is listening to you, I heard a pretty funny joke." He grinned, a blush growing on my face at the mention of my name.
"You wanna know something that's not a joke?" Mr. Brickly snapped angrily. "You're failing this class."
Frank rolled his eyes. "That's cool, I'll still pass this grade, and graduate from this dump. But I got a better joke, four years from now, almost all of us will be making ten times the money than you've ever made in one year. Now, that's, pretty funny."
The class snickered, trying to hold in laughs but some just slipped out.
Mr. Brickly's face was red from embarrassment, shame, and anger. He did nothing but point his finger to the classroom door. "Get out."

Frank stood up, stretching before pulling his book bag over his shoulder. He slipped a hand into his pocket before casually walking towards the classroom door, my eyes boring into his back. I felt him feel my eyes and he turned around. He smirked at me, before winking. He turned the knob of the classroom door and slipped out easily, leaving my lungs gasping for air.

Damn him and his stunning looks. The way his lip ring pierced through his perfect lips, hypnotizing me when he sucked it into his mouth. I squeezed my legs together, trying my best to rid him from my mind before I got over excited.
I sat there, undeniably uncomfortable watching the clock tick tock on the wall above the door. Sweat beads formed on my forehead and my heart throbbed twice as hard. My breathing labored a bit that I gave a rough cough just to keep from moaning. The way my thighs and middle region was being squeezed by my pants was turning me on even more. I sighed, closing my eyes and counting. Maybe if I thought of my vice principals saggy boobs ( or any boobs at all) I could calm down long enough to make it out of class without any obvious bulges.
The more I thought hard about getting Frank off my mind, the more I grew hard. My mind tried to process the ringing of the school bell, signaling B lunch when it finally decided to save me. I shot up from my seat, grabbing my book bag and rushing to the front, hoping no bulges were seen. I neared the door when said my name, "Mr. Way,"
I turned around oh­so slowly and painfully, placing my book bag in front of my crotch. "Yes sir?" I sagged my shoulders over to his desk as everyone else fled the room like mad animals.
"Hold on one moment," He stood up,walking to his class door and calling Frank back in. He swaggered in, behind Mr. Brickly, his cocky smile on his face still before he took a spot next to me. I swallowed the rock in my mouth waiting for what Mr. Brickly had to say. Me... Gerard Way and Frank Iero, both standing in front of Mr. Brickly at the same time for what looked like a similar reason? Oh this better be good.
Mr. Brickly took his seat in his desk and folded his arms, staring at Frank who had just taken a Blow pop from his back pocket. He unraveled the paper, shoving the red pop into his mouth as Mr. Brickly started to speak. I tried to keep my eyes on Mr. Brickly but they refused to focus on anything but the way Frank pushed and pulled that lollipop out of his mouth.
"Mr. Iero you have a sixty nine in this class. Your highest grade was a seventy eight. I don't understand why you can't pass, english two is nothing more than five paragraph essays, building vocabulary and grammar corrections. I know you're a high school boy, who wants to be cool..."

I lost track of Mr. Brickly's words as I imagined my very own blow pop (see what I did there?) being the one that he licked and sucked on like it was the best thing in the world. I licked over my dry lips, my erection clearly pressing against my pants by now. I shifted my weight from one foot to the other before having Frank glance at me with a wondering expression. He popped the lollipop in his mouth, holding it there with the pressure of his squeezed lips, before pushing it to the side of his left cheek.

"Mr. Way?"
"YES!" I shouted breathlessly before realizing what was going on. I snapped my eyes onto my teacher and coughed. "I'm sorry. I got over excited."
"I bet." Frank chuckled darkly.
"Yes sir?" I asked, more clam and collective.
"I want you to tutor Mr. Iero this upcoming Friday. Take time out of this class on Friday and report to the library with him. Can you do that? Of course you will." He asked and answered for me all at the same time.
Frank and I in the library? The deadest place on campus! Literally. Hardly anyone but the high achievers visit the library and the librarian is always buried in her laptop screen on Facebook. How in the hell was I supposed to react to this?
"Yes sir." I replied, as smoothly as I could make the words sound.
Mr. Brickly handed me a file of what I was assuming, Frank's folder or work and failing grades. He led us to the door, and dismissed us, closing the door behind us. I stood, stiffly next to Frank, hugging his folder in one hand, and holding my book bag in front of my crotch with the other. He casually licked around his lollipop, before turning to me.
"Isn't that a big problem?" He asked and my breathing hitched. Was he talking about my...
"W­what do you mean?" I stammered.
He smirked, eyeing my face then where my book bag was positioned. "You having to be alone with me. I bet you secretly hate me." He shrugged his shoulders, pressing his lollipop to his lip and holding it there. I groaned inwardly, shaking my head.
"I don't hate you. Hate is a strong word." I explained and he just looked at me for a moment.
"Open your mouth." He demanded. I don't know exactly why, but I followed his demand and opened my mouth. He carefully pushed his lollipop into my mouth, the flavor igniting my taste buds and provoking my hard on even more. This piece of candy, ooh, I was jealous of and yet I got to share it with this sex god...I've died nine times and went to pure bliss heaven.

"I wonder which lollipop is sweeter." He winked, before turning on his heel and swaggering down the hallway, leaving me and my heated face.
I was never into sweets. I was scared my teeth would rot and fall out. I never got to experience the aching stomach pains of eating too much Halloween candy or the over hyper symptoms of the sugar cooked inside a single piece of laffy taffy. Let's face it, I was lame, sheltered and a goody two shoes. At least until now.

Notes

So... this is my first fic on this new account... I couldn't get into my old one. Chapters will be longer though. This was just a warm up (@_@)