To Cast Turpentine Kisses (A Frerard Student/Teacher)

Chapter 18

Frank is bouncing his foot anxiously as he waits for the bell to ring. He's a combination of nervous and excited and turned on about what he has planned for tonight. Before he can fret about it any further, the bell rings, taking him out of his misery. He bypasses Ray and Bob in the hallway, telling them he needs to drop off his semester project in the art room before he can leave for the day, and Christmas vacation, but that he'll catch up with them soon. He gets his art portfolio out of his locker and books it to Mr. Way's room. Mr. Way is in there by himself grading at his desk, like Frank was hoping, since his last period before lunch is his free planning period. Frank knocks on the door before he enters the room. Mr. Way looks up at him and smiles. Frank waits for Mr. Way to speak first.

"Hi Frank. Come in."

Frank walks into the room. "Hi Mr. Way. I have my project for you," Frank says as he holds up his portfolio.

Mr. Way bends his head back down to look at the drawing he was marking when Frank walked in and waves a hand in the direction of the large table on the other side of the room. "That's fine Frank, just put it over there with the rest of them."

Frank does as he's told, not taking Mr. Way's distant behavior as on offense; there are other people in the building still and the door to the classroom is open. Still, any time he follows an order Gerard gives him, Frank feels a little thrill go through him, almost like he's hooked into an electric current.

After Frank puts down his portfolio, instead of leaving the room, he walks over to Gerard and stands next to him. Gerard looks up and says, "What is it Frank?" Frank looks over to the door to make sure no one is nearby, before he bends down and asks in a low voice, "May I come over today?"

Gerard considers the question for a moment before answering. "You may."

Frank grins and says, "I'll see you later then," and stands still, waiting to be dismissed.

"You will. You may go now, Frank," Gerard says as he lowers his head once more to focus on his grading. Frank has to stop himself from skipping out of the room and down the hall.

So Frank gets in his car and drives home, drops off his school stuff, picks up what he needs, calls his mom and tells her he's going over to Bob's house and they're all going out to the movies and he's just gonna stay over there, probably for the weekend. She's distracted so she doesn't pay much attention, just tells him to have fun and be good and do what he's told if Mrs. Bryar asks him to do something. Frank definitely plans on having fun, being good, and doing what he's told this weekend. Just not at Bob's house.

So okay, Frank knows asking Gerard if he could come over today was kind of sneaky, and he was vague for a reason. He knows Gerard is expecting him to come over later, when he's already home, since that's their normal routine. But Frank has the afternoon off while Gerard is still stuck at the school in staff meetings, so he takes advantage of this, and of the knowledge that Gerard keeps a spare key to the back door under the chipped clay pot he uses for an ashtray on the deck, to head over early and get ready. He knows he's going to get punished for this, even though he technically has Gerard's permission to be in the house, but that certainly isn't discouraging him. He knows he'll likely enjoy the punishment to some degree, and he's hoping that what he has planned will be enough to distract Gerard from the slight rule breakage anyway.

The thing is, the way he and Gerard are together, the way it makes Frank feel... well, he feels better than he has in a long time. Probably ever. Frank knows he's young, but he's not stupid. He's done a lot of research and knows there's nothing wrong about the way he feels, about needing what he needs from Gerard. Frank loves everything they've been doing (yes, even the ping pong thing in its way, as much as it can suck), but he feels like he needs more. He wants to push himself, test his limits. And from what he's observed and read, he knows that Gerard likely does too but is probably still holding himself back. Maybe he's afraid of hurting Frank, or he's afraid that Frank isn't ready or doesn't want it that much. Frank definitely wants it that much, and he's not afraid either. He's young, but he feels ready for it. It's like Gerard helped him figure out who he's supposed to be, and he appreciates that they took steps to get there, but now Frank is ready to dive into the deep end, as it were. He just hopes he's right and Gerard wants to meet him there.

He goes into Gerard's bedroom and puts his overnight bag where it's supposed to go, inside the closet on the floor. Then he goes over to the dresser, opens the bottom drawer, and takes out their toy box. Frank knows he's definitely breaking a rule right now, since while he sort of has permission to be in the house, he doesn't have permission to get out their toys. But Frank is willing to bend things just this once, as he thinks it's the only way he's going to get Gerard to do this for him. Frank takes out the blindfold, a small plug, and the lube, then puts the box away again.

He takes off all his clothes, folding them neatly and putting them back in his bag, getting out a long length of red ribbon while he's there. He sets the ribbon and blindfold aside, and gets up on the bed with the lube and the plug. He lies down on his left side, curling his knees up and lifting his right leg and planting his foot on the bed so he's spread open. He slicks up two fingers, then reaches behind himself pressing first one and then the other finger in. He sighs as he works his fingers in and out, opening himself up; it feels good and he starts to get hard. It's tempting to lie here on Gerard's bed and get himself off, rub himself all over the sheets and roll around in Gerard's scent, but he would be punished for sure if he did that. And while Frank has been willing to bend the rules in order to do this tonight, he's not going to go that far. Still, tempting.

When he feels like he's stretched himself well enough with his fingers, he pulls them out and grabs the plug. He coats it with lube, then reaches down to slowly insert it into himself. It's a bit wider than his two fingers were, so he feels the stretch, but it feels good. Once the toy is all the way in, he rolls onto his back and just lies there, wriggling now and then to feel the toy press against his sensitive insides. His dick is fully hard now, but he doesn't even touch it. That's for Gerard, later.

He looks over at the clock on the nightstand and sees that time is running out and he needs to finish setting up. He gets up off the bed, taking the blindfold and ribbon with him, and walks into the bathroom. He stands at the counter in front of the mirror, takes the ribbon and ties it around his neck. He keeps it relatively loose, the collar Gerard puts on him sometimes is tighter when it's fastened, but he knows Gerard can and will tighten the knot later if he wants to. He makes a big loose bow with the ends and twists the ribbon so the bow is sitting off-center, closer to his shoulder than the middle of his chest.

Once that's done, he walks into the living room and turns on a small lamp but leaves the rest of the lights in the house off. He knows his car parked on the street and the light on in the front room will alert Gerard to his presence as he walks up to the house, but Frank would rather that than scaring him by being there in the dark. It's starting to get dark outside and Frank knows Gerard will be home soon. He gets down on his knees in the middle of the living room floor, where he knows Gerard will see him soon after he walks in the front door. Frank adds the finishing touch by taking the blindfold and tying it around his eyes. Then he sits back on his heels, hands clasped loosely behind his back, with his head down. And he waits, and hopes that Gerard takes what he's offering.