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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      My_Chemical_Romance
  Relationship:
      Frank_Iero/Gerard_Way, Frank/Gerard
  Additional Tags:
      PWP, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, Bullying, Asshole_Gerard, Dubious
      Consent, a_disregard_for_lube, Internalized_Homophobia, Homophobic
      Language, just_all_round_closet_trapped_gerard, Anal_Sex, Bathroom_Sex,
      Semi-Public_Sex, Abuse, punches_thrown, twinky_frank, swirly, gerard_is
      an_ass_and_i_make_lots_of_typos, shamchat, top!_gerard, Bottom_Frank
      Iero, the_only_way_it_should_be, Asshole_Gerard_Way, Student_Gerard_Way
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-08-01 Words: 1406
****** 'how to seduce straight boys' by Frank Iero featuring a giant asshole
that likes asshole ******
by trashanonymous
Summary
     'how to seduce straight boys' by Frank Iero featuring a giant asshole
     that likes asshole
     Frank was just trying to take a trip down the hallways when Gerard
     decides to pick a fight. Frank finds an unconventional way out of
     getting his face flushed in a toilet.
Notes
     this is full of gross homophobia and gerard is so far stuck in the
     closet his sweater is zipped to a hanger.
     i formed this out of a shamchat (very fun way to write with someone
     else) so its a little dialogue heavy and may have some mistakes in
     tensing but i tried to catch them all.
     update: i'm back again to catch more as i am contemplating another
     part
See the end of the work for more notes
"Gentle Gay."
Frank regretted the words as they passed his lips. Gerard Way had merely pushed
past him, knocking their shoulders hard against each other despite it being
class time and the corridors deserted. Frank had snapped, he couldn't resist.
And Gerard couldn't resist his retaliation.
"Don't insult me, faggot," he snarled, "Stay in your lane."
The smaller boy sighed and turned away, "Whatever, Gentle Gay."
"The only thing gentle and gay here is you," Gerard snarled, ripping the other
boy around by his shoulder to face him, ignoring the way he tried to flinch out
his grip. "You don't walk away from me."
"Fuck off..."
"There's no need to be rude, faggot. Didn't your daddy teach you manners while
you were on his dick?"
The first punch was thrown, leaving frank to double over, gasping for air.
"F-fuck off, Way!"
Another punch. Frank doubled over in pain, covering his face with his arms.
"Manners, fag boy."
Desperation and pain clouded Frank's judgment as he whispered, "Wasn't my
daddy's dick, was your daddy's dick."
Gerard narrowed his eyes. "The fuck did you just say?"
Smirking at the reaction, he looked up at the boy standing over him. "I fucked
your dad."
"Shut the fuck up, slutty fag!"
Another hit to the stomach stomach and a firm kick to the knee leaving Frank on
his knees, mewling out pained noises and refusing to look up.
"Anything else?" Gerard spat.
"Bet your brother has a bigger dick than you," Frank whispered.
"Don't talk shit about Mikey! Do you have a death wish, faggot?"
"Yeah I do.. Ain't talkin' shit 'bout him, he just probably has a bigger dick
than you."
"Fucking love talking about dick don't you, gay boy?" Gerard pulled him up by
his hair, pushing him in to a set of lockers.
"Of course," Frank all but purred.
He felt his hair get released as Gerard backed away.
"Fuckin' gross," Gerard hissed.
"Weren't saying that when you were watching me in the locker room yesterday,"
Frank giggled.
"Fuck no! I was not, you fucking prick."
"Sure... I always catch you, Way..."
"The only thoughts I have about you and locker rooms are more about whether you
would be cleaner if I shoved your head in a fucking toilet."
"Then why do you stare at my ass, Way?" Frank hummed, pleased to have an
advantage.
"You're disgusting," Gerard spluttered, "Do you want to test my theory?"
Frank slowly shook his head. "I'll stick to what I know."
"And all you know is cock, fucking homo."
That inspired a feminine giggle. "You're just mad it's not your cock, Way."
Gerard made an angry grab for Frank's hair again, crying out with anger as he
missed. Frank's giggles picked up until the boy lunged again, successfully
grabbing a tuft of hair, pulling it hard as Frank gasped.
The small noise of pain made Gerard grin, dragging the boy down the hall into
the boys bathrooms.
"Time to clean the fag off you."
Frank was shoved into a stall, the lock clicked behind his captor.
"Bend over for me, fag. You should be good at it by now."
In an admission of defeat, Frank bent as he was told to, eyes closed as he
sucked a deep breath in through his nose.
"Do you want to flush for me too, slut?" Gerard snickered.
Frank turned around to look at the older boy, licked his lips and shook his
head nervously. No thank you.
"Fucking useless," Gerard bent over the other boy to reach the button.
"No, don't..." Frank grabbed his hand, trying to stop him from flushing the
toliet he was bent over.
"What are you gonna do about it?"
"I'll do anything if you don't do this," he begged.
"Make me stop. I dare you."
This would be Gerard's only regret. He had asked for it. Frank rolled his hips
back, grinding against the older boy's crotch.
"A-ah- The fuck are you doing?!" Gerard cried out.
Frank purred and ground his ass against him harder. He wiggled his hips
slightly to get a wider range of movement to distract his tormentor, who was
groaning that the feeling. Each sound went to Frank's semi.
"Fuckin' knew you were a slut, faggot," Gerard snarled and was met by a moan.
"F-fuck, you're enjoy this too, me calling you a slut, aren't you?"
Frank could only nod until he was grabbed by his already sensitive hair and
pulled harder into the other. He gasped out, rolling his hips back harder.
"Such a good bitch, just fucking grinding. Fuck... Fuckin' moan for me, slut."
"F-Fuck..." Frank moaned.
"Fucking pussy, it doesn't even matter that I'm not a faggot. An ass like that
you may as well be a chick."
"Y-You feel bigger than I thought."
"Of course you've been thinking about this, slut. Always wanted my cock."
Frank could only moan needily as he nodded frantically, "Y-Yeah.. Fuck. Want
your cock."
One more needy moan was all the encouragement Gerard needed. He dropped the
hair he was holding to rip down Frank's jeans and undo his own fly, stroking
himself quickly.
Frank blushed and spread his legs slightly, tilting his hips to give a better
view. "You like my ass, Way?"
"I'll like it better after I've wrecked it," he said as he spat onto his
fingers, using spit as a piss-poor excuse for lube.
He shoved in one finger practically dry, listening to the way the other cried
out, tensed with pain. Frank's hole quivering around the other boy's finger as
it was forced in and out of him.
Gerard pulled out and thrust in again mercilessly with the addition of another
finger. He cursed at the sounds the boy under him was making as he thrust his
ass on to the fingers penetrating him.
"Look at you squirming on my fingers. Fucking loose already. More?"
A frantic nod and a small noise of consent.
He ripped his fingers out and spat on his hand, spreading spit down his shaft
before he lined himself up with the twitching hole. The fit was too tight and
almost chaffing with dryness as he entered.
"G-gerard! fuck!" Frank mewled in discomfort, squirming as he tried to relax
his muscles that were clenching around the other.
"Fuck!" Gerard groaned, he pulled out and forced his way back in. "You liked it
rough a minute ago, fag. Fuckin' take it."
Frank moaned at the words, starting to push back despite his body's protests.
He cried out with each thrust, biting his lip.
"Ugh, shit. So fucking tight for a slut."
Getting closer, Gerard lost his pace pulling Frank by the hips to slam into the
boy harder.
"Sh-shit- Ah-h Gerard! Fuck!" Frank clenched around him hard.
Gerard cursed as he came, continuing to thrust milking it out as Frank clenched
hard, cumming, moaning his name.
"Shit..." He pulled out and leaned against the stall door, watching his cum
drip out his hole, tinged red with blood.
Frank panted, resting his head on the wall not ready to move, "You like my ass
now?"
"So fucking hot... Christ."
"Thanks, Way..." he laughed quietly, struggling to get his breath back.
"You're still a fucking faggot," he muttered in reply, zipping up his pants.
Giggling more, Frank straightened up, pulling his pants up and looking over his
shoulder at Gerard shyly.
"The fuck are you laughing at?"
"You just fucked me.. That's pretty funny," Frank raised an eyebrow.
"Fuck off, you were all over my dick. I had to do something. Not my fault
you're a whore."
"Well done fucking a guy, straight boy..." Frank shrugged.
"Get fucked... Have fun with my cum drying in your ass for the rest of the
day."
"I will.. Don't worry about that," he smiled lightly, leaning against the wall
ajusting to supporting his own weight.
"Fucking whore," Gerard snorted.
"Y-Yeah..." he blushed, shrugging past the other boy to leave with a slight
limp.
Gerard snorts again, admiring his work as the lunch bell rang. He left the
bathroom moments later and headed for the canteen, taking his usual spot with
his brother. He chortled, quick to point out Frank's limp as he walked to sit
at the next table. "Iero's had something in his ass again."
Frank glared at him and opened his book at the sound of laughter. He noted that
the asshole looked proud of himself before losing himself in fiction.
End Notes
     just wanted to thank those who have commented thus far, means a lot
     to me.
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