one shots

Frerard

Gee's pov

It was my first day of highschool. I was a freshman at Belleville Highschool. I looked around at the school, taking in the sights. The school was so much bigger than Belleville Middle. I pushed my glasses farther up my nose as I looked at my schedule. All my classes were AP classes. I groaned. First period... math with Mr. Goldberg. As I made my way to class, I got pushed by Frank Iero.

An - I know Gee is actually older than Frank by a few years but it wouldn't work with the plot lmao.

"Out of my way loser." He was a 19 year old sophomore. He got held back I think? I don't remember. All I knew was he was hot as hell. I was 14, and he was 19 so it's not like he would ever make a move anyways. He's that super cliche older, popular kid. Everyone finds him funny, every girl wants to get in his pants, but not me. I mean, I'm not a girl.. I have male genitalia, but I am questioning. I've been wearing panties the past few days and I really like it. It feels right. Maybe I'll start wearing mini skirts. Anyways, back to Frank. Every girl in Belleville was drooling over him. Every guy wanted to be like him. Me? I liked him, but I wasn't drooling. He'd been a sophomore at Belleville high longer than I'd been a student at Belleville middle. He was held back for a reason. I think it was because he never did any work, whether it was in class or at home. I was pretty serious about my work. I wanted to be in a band, and music was my passion, but my mom said I had to finish school before I joined followed my passion. When I finally got to my class, I saw that I knew no one. I mean of course I didn't know anyone. I was in a class full of sophomores and juniors.

*****time skip to lunch*****

As I walked to lunch, I couldn't help but notice all the stares and the whispers. "Did you hear he wears panties?" "What a fag." "He's never had a boyfriend." "he's probably saving his shrimp for the 'perfect girl.'" "Nah. I think he's saving it for the perfect boy" I ran to the boys bathroom, trying(and failing) to hold back tears. How did they know?

The door opened and Frank walked in. "Hey, uhh are you okay?"

"Oh don't act like you care." I was in no mood for his bullshit.

He grabbed me by the throat and held me up against the wall. "Listen here you little shit. I started those rumors because I wanted to get a reaction. I wanted to see if you were gay. By the way you ran to this bathroom crying, I think it's pretty safe to say you are." It was at that moment he shoved his hand down my pants, and smirked. "I see I was right about the panties too."

He started undoing the belt that was holding up my black skinny jeans. "How did you know?"

"Just a hunch." He brought his hand down to my member and started stroking it. He took my tip in his mouth and started swishing his tongue around it, making me grow. He was being a tease, and I could tell he enjoyed making me suffer. "You like that?"

"Do you?" I asked, still not completely sure of what was happening.

"You are going to do my homework every day until I graduate this school. I've been held back the past 4 years because I 'put no effort in'. I do put effort in, I just don't know how to do shit. You're going to help me, and in return, I'm going to give you what you want."

"And that is?" What could he possibly give me that I wanted? We couldn't be in a relationship together. That's illegal. He's 19. I'm still a minor. Not only am I a minor, but I'm not even the age of consent.

"This." He took in my entire length so he was face - to - face with my base. He moved his mouth up and down, making me feel loved.

It felt so good to be inside of him that I couldn't help but moan. I got louder and louder until soon enough, he stopped and said, "Stop being so loud. If we get caught, Imma be in so much trouble."

I nodded and moaned a lot quieter as he took me back in. I didn't want him to stop because of something stupid. After I came, he asked, "So is this gonna be daily or...?"

I crashed my lips onto his as I said, "Of course."

He winked at me as he left and handed me his first 5 subjects of work. Science, math, history, english, art. I couldn't wait for the tomorrow to come so I could have another 'encounter' with Frank.