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Teenagers Scare the Living Shit Out of Me

Summary:

Mr. Way is sick of Spencer being constantly late to lessons. What will happen during the five hour detention Mr. Way insists on his student?

Notes:

i'm importing all my band fics from my quotev - this was first published march 19, 2014 and has not been edited in any way other than formatting.

you can find the original here

i will be adding additional tags at a later date when i have a chance to properly re-read them and tag according to the archive fully; i've added the most pressing ones but if there's a serious trigger warning/etc tag i've not added please let me know and i'll add it before the other additional tags
imported on jan 15 2023

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Spencer sat down and leant back in his chair. The teacher glared at him as Spencer put his feet on the desk. He was 20 minutes late to his 45 minute lesson. The teacher walked over.

"Spencer James Smith, I am sick of you being constantly late for my classes."

"Mr. Gerard Arthur Way, I am sick of you constantly being a pussy."

Spencer smirked as his teacher's cheeks flushed as red as his hair.

"You're on detention, Mr. Smith, five hours after school. Feet down get on with your work."

It was Spencer's turn to flush.

"Listen here you twat."

The whole class gaped at Spencer as their teacher turned to his pupil.

"If you want that shit,"

Spencer jerked his thumb at Mikey, Gerard's little brother.

"To be alright, I'd think twice about that detention."

The teacher's face paled as he looked between the smirking face of his student and the terrified face of his brother.

"Are you threatening Mikey?"

"What are you going to do about it?"

"Lay a finger on him or say another word and I'll be having you doing work with me instead of soccer practice."

Spencer snarled and sat down.

"What room?"

"My office."

"Whatever, cunt."


Spencer walked into Gerard's office at the end of the day. Ten minutes late, as usual. Gerard rolled his eyes.

"Get your book and textbook out and start working through from page 94."

Spencer snarled and did as he was told, working through the math textbook. It wasn't long before he was stuck.

"Mr. Way, I'm stuck."

Gerard sat next to Spencer and started explaining the question to him. Spencer threw his hands up as he got the question wrong with his teacher talking him through it.

"Calm down, Spencer. It's not that hard."

Spencer glared at his teacher before smirking.

"Sir, how low is my grade?"

"You've got an E and a GPA of a G grade student."

"Is there anything I can do to... Get it up?"

Spencer slid his hand onto his teacher's thigh, smirking as his shoulder's stiffened.

"I will not sleep with you, Mr. Smith. Get on with the next question."

Spencer did not move except to slide his hand closer to his teacher's crotch, massaging him.

"Come on now, Sir."

Gerard's eyes flickered close as the feeling.

"S-Spencer, work."

Spencer opened Gerard's zipper and slid his hand inside, grinning when he met skin.

"No boxers, my my, Sir."

Gerard just lay back groaning softly.

"Y-You do this often, Spencer?"

"With teachers, no."

Spencer worked on pulling Gerard's trousers down, kneeling in front of him and stroking his hardening length. Gerard's eyes half-opened, full of lust as he watched his student getting ready to give him a blow job. A small moan escaped his parted lips as Spencer blew warm air on his tip.

"Spencer, wait. Lock the door and close the blinds."

He nodded and obeyed his teacher quickly before re-taking his place in between his teacher's legs. He kissed Gerard's tip before wrapping his lips around his teacher's head. He sucked softly and relished in Gerard's moan. His fingers played with Gerard's base as Spencer slowly bobbed his head. His teacher moaned and fisted his hair in the younger's hair. Gerard's tip hit the back of Spencer's throat and his eyes widened as he felt the boy deep throat him. His moans got louder as he lifted his hips, fucking Spencer's face. Spencer moaned around his teacher's cock, making the elder shiver in pleasure.

"Enough."

Gerard pulled Spencer off of him.

"Pants off."

Gerard pulled his own trousers off and then leant forward to help Spencer's shaking hands undo his belt. The student watched his teacher slide his pants and boxers off.


Spencer straddled Gerard, moaning softly as he felt his teacher teasing his entrance. He pressed down, silently begging. Gerard pressed his hips up, slowly pressing Spencer down onto his throbbing cock. Spencer's head tipped back, his face a mix of pain and pleasure as the Math teacher fully sat him on his cock.

"You like that Spencer? You like my cock inside of you?"

Spencer nodded, resting his head on Gerard's shoulder, shifting slightly as his body adjusted.

"Mr. Way... Fuck you're so thick."

The teacher smirked, slowly rolling his hips and eliciting a moan from his student. Spencer's legs were shaking but he managed to lift himself up and lower himself back down slowly. He closed his eyes and found a rhythm, beginning to bounce on Gerard's cock. Both men moaned, Gerard already close to his release. They locked eyes as Spencer sped up, reaching down to jerk himself. Gerard knocked his hand away, replacing it with his own. Gerard jerked Spencer hard in time to Spencer's bounces. Spencer's gripped onto Gerard hard as his cock pressed into his prostate. Spencer came hard, clenching around Gerard's throbbing cock, moaning as he felt Gerard fill him up. Spencer collapsed onto Gerard's chest and they both sat panting.

"Well I suppose I could give you a B on tomorrow's paper..."