It is the day of Franks driving test, Gerard is the driving instructor. Gerard will have to fail Frank but can they think of a solution where they both get what they want? (Frerard onshot. Smut!)
I woke up this morning with a horrible feeling in my stomach. Today was the day of my driving test. And I was shitting it for one reason, and one reason only.
And that reason is... My driving instructor is fucking gorgeous! I can't concentrate when he's sat there staring at me. I can feel his beautiful hazel eyes burning through my skin and it just makes me go all nervous and giggly. He probably thinks I'm a right weirdo.
Oh god, I'm gonna fail. I know I will.
"FRANK!!" My mom screamed at my bedroom door.
I lifted my head up from my pillow and groaned loudly. "Ugh what mom?"
"It's your driving test today. You need to get up!"
"Yeah yeah" I said sleepily and got up out of my bed.
I rummaged through the clothes that were scattered all over my floor until I found my tightest pair of black skinny jeans and The Misfits tee. Then I slipped on my black and white stripey zip up hoodie. I ran downstairs and into the kitchen. I was just making myself some toast when my mom walked through the door.
"Are you nervous honey?"
"I'm fucking shitting it mom"
"Hey! No need for that language!"
"It's okay just don't mess up on your test. Please? I've been driving you round for the past 19 years so it would be nice for you to have your own car" My mom rambled on.
"God okay, I'll try" I replied.
I finished my toast and went into the hallway. I pulled on my black, scruffy looking converse and went over to the mirror. I made sure my fringe looked perfect and then applied some red eyeliner around my eyes. And incase you are already wondering, yes I am the stereotypical punk rock boy.
I said bye to my mum and went outside where my driving instructor was already waiting. His name was Gerard, Gerard Way. Beautiful name. And he was only 22.
Gerard got out the car, walked up to me and shook my hand. I let out a little squeal and he looked at me and blushed slightly. Why is he blushing!? I'm the one that fucking squealed like a pig.
"Morning Frank" He smiled sweetly.
I gulped and stuttered with my reply. I don't know why he makes me so nervous "Um... Uh... H-hi"
"Are you nervous?" Gerard let out a girly giggle.
"You could say that..."
"Oh okay well just relax it'll be fine. I'm sure of it"
"Okay thanks" I smiled at him and got in the drivers seat, he sat in the passenger seat and looked at me.
I started the engine and pulled off the kirb slowly. I was already shaking like mad. Gerard put his hand on my shoulder and rubbed.
"Frank calm down, your getting so nervous and you really don't need to"
I took a deep breath, nodded and began to drive down the road. I reached the end of the street and stopped at the traffic lights. We sat in silence waiting for them to turn green. The lights turned green and I was just about to start driving again, I pressed down on the pedal then all of a sudden I stalled. Great, absolutely great. I haven't even got round the block yet and I've already stalled. I banged my head against the steering wheel. Gerard looked at me in amuesment.
"Chill! Even the best drivers stall. Look, I'll forget this happened and you just carry on driving, yeah?"
"Yeah I know they do... Thanks" I smiled genuinely.
I turned the corner and headed towards the round-a-bout. Gerard said this was my first test. To get in the correct lane, go round the round-a-bout and exit on the 3rd exit. I did that without any problems. Maybe today wasn't going to be as bad as I thought.
"You just ran a red light!"
Yes, yes it was going to be as bad as I thought. "Shit. Sorry Gerard"
"Don't apologize to me! Apologize to the person you almost ran over!" Gerard said holding back a laugh. Why was he finding my stupidness funny?
"Oh God. I'm gonna fail"
"No you're not, you just need to concentrate"
"I can't do that when you're next to me"
Ooops I didn't actually mean for him to hear me. "Uhh nothing" I quickly said.
I carried on driving, down the highway. We were on my second to last test and so far I had failed them all. This one was to do a successful U turn.
Went down a road that was a dead end, this was so I could o the U turn at the end. We reached the end and I slowed down, I span the steering wheel right round and the car turned with it. It was all going well until... SMASH! I drove straight into a bush. I smacked myself around my head and groaned loudly.
"Yeah I know, you're gonna have to fail me"
"Well what? You're obviously gonna have to fail me. I stalled, almost ran someone over and drove us into a fucking bush"
"Frank your stupidness is so fucking adorable"
"What?" I looked at him in shock.
"Okay, what was you gonna say a minute ago then? You said well..."
"I was gonna say well there is always something we could do. No one would have to found out about all you fails. I could just give you a pass"
"And uh... what is that something?"
When I said this Gerards gaze drifted from my face, down my chest and stopped at my crotch.
"I think you know what I mean by something..." He said with a seductive smile on his face.
I started to sweat and giggle as Gerard edged closer to me and before I knew it his lips were on mine. He climbed onto me and began to grind against me, pushing me back on the seat. I bit down on his lip and a moan escaped his mouth. I could feel myself starting to stiffen.
I can't believe this was actually happening. I had the sexiest God on top of me, running his hands down my chest and literally eating my face off. He pulled away from me gasping for air.
"I've been wanting to do that since I saw you on your first day of driving lessons" Gerard said breathing heavily.
"Same to be honest" I said.
Gerard looked down and noticed my erection. He smirked wildly and then began kissing down neck. He ripped of my t-shirt, and then kissed and sucked down my chest, leaving small purple hickeys as he went. Then he got to the waistband of my jeans. He took my zip in his mouth and slowly undid my trousers. He already knew how to tease me.
He pulled off my trousers and rubbed my crotch. The feeling of his hand against me was sending me crazy. He moved his head closer and closer. The fact that there was only a thin layer of material seperating his face and my genitals was really not helping my excitedness. He took my boxers in his mouth and began to tear them apart like an animal. He gasped when he saw my pulsing erection, which by the way was almost pointing in his face. He popped his mouth tightly around my cock, the sudden feeling of the wetness around me made me cry out in pleasure. I threw my head back and bucked my hips. He made humming noises against my dick, as soon as I felt the vibrations I screamed and wrapped my legs around his neck, shoving my dick as far down his throat as it would go. I felt him gag which only made me harder. He focussed on my tip, but mainly on my slit. I felt his tongue roughly press against it and I gripped onto his hair.
"UH Gerard!" I moaned his name over and over "I think I-I'm gunna... Gerard get off!"
He didn't so I pushed him off, he fell backwards.
"Why did you do that!?" He asked.
"Because I want this to last and if you carried on I would of cum and then the fun would of been over" I said before grabbing his hand.
"So... Why don't we carry this on in the back seat?" I asked
I pulled off his t-shirt and bit down on his nipple, this caused him to moan. Then I proceeded to rip off his trousers and boxers. We sat kissing for a good few minutes, running our hands all over each others bodies. Then he grabbed my hand and yanked me into the back seat. This was going to be fun.
I burst through the door to my house screaming. My mom ran up to me with an excited look on her face.
"Did you pass!?"
"YES!!" I shouted.
She threw herself at me, hugging me tightly "I knew you could do it Frankie!"
"Thanks mom" I smiled at her and I was just about to go to my room before she stopped me.
"Frankie?" She looked worried now.
"What? I just wanna go to me room, I'm really really tired. The driving test took a lot out of me" I couldn't help but smirk to myself.
"2 things...Why are you limping? And... What the hell is that white stuff in your hair!?"