Date: Tue, 11 Aug 2015 22:30:23 +0000 (UTC) From: Godia Forit Subject: The Jock and the tutor Chapter 16 This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. This story also contains nudity, and descriptions of sexual behavior between underage boys. If you are uncomfortable reading such literature, or are not permitted to do so by the laws of your state or country, then please cease reading this material; the author will not be held responsible for your actions. If you have any comments about this story, please send them to: godia_forit@yahoo.com Because I write multiple stories please put the name of the story in the Subject line. P.S. Please remember that Nifty provides us with this service for your enjoyment. Go to this link and show your appreciation. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Thank You. Now that you have donated, sit back, relax and enjoy yourself. THE JOCK AND THE TUTOR 16 We got back home just after noon. I made sandwiches for John, Troy and I, got a bag of Fritos out, a beer for John, a coke for Troy and ice water for myself. "Trade the beer for a coke." John said, "I can't have alcohol with the meds I'm taking." I knew that. I don't know what I was thinking. I guess I was worried about what my sister was going to do. Just about then the doorbell rang. Troy went to answer the door as I was changing the beer for a coke. We heard a commotion then Troy yelling. "Stop, Stop, What the hell are you doing?" I ran to the door leading to the entry hallway. John was right behind me. The commotion had moved around the corner into the living room. "RACHEL" I yelled. "STOP!" Maybe that was the wrong thing to do. Troy had been blocking her punches but when he heard me yell he turned his head towards me and didn't see the next punch coming. She got him square on the left eye with her right fist. I ran and jumped on her back grabbing her around the neck. Troy stepped back, his hand going to his eye. Rachel stopped swinging her fists but held her arms in a fighter position. John burst out laughing. "You ever hurt my brother again, I will beat the shit out of you." She said. "I think you already did." John said. With me still on her back she turned to look at John. "Holly crap," she said, "How do you stand up with that? It must weigh a ton." "It does." John replied, "I need help to get up but once I am standing I just keep it balanced." "Who are you?" Troy asked. "Troy this is Rachel, my sister. Rachel this is Troy my, my, my" I wasn't sure what he was. "His boyfriend." Troy said. I got off Rachel's back and pushed her towards the door. "Get out of here and don't come back." Just as we got to the door she turned to Troy and said, "You and I need to talk." I opened the door and pushed her out. Just before the door closed she put her hand up and stopped it. "Oh, I forgot," she said, "Mom said you 3 are supposed to come over for supper. Be there at 5:00." She pulled the door closed. I looked at John who seemed to think this whole thing was funny. I looked at Troy who was still holding his eye. I could feel the tears welling up in mine. There can't be another 14 year old who has to go through what I go through. Going into the kitchen, I put some ice in a Ziploc bag, wrapped it in a towel and gave it to Troy. "Hold this on your eye as long as you can." I left John and Troy in the kitchen and went up to my room. Well it wasn't my room but it was the room I have been using while here. I lay on the bed on my stomach so I could have a good cry. I must have been tired. I fell asleep. When I awoke I was on my side, wrapped in Troy's arms and legs. All was right in the world again. Somehow he knew when I became awake. He held me a little tighter and kissed the back of my neck. I took a deep breath and sighed. My hand went back to feel him. He wasn't hard but it jumped when I touched it. He took my hand and moved it back in front of me. "As much as I want to start something," he said, "We have to be at your house in 20 minutes. Do you want to shower before we go?" "Only if you shower with me." "That would take longer than 20 minutes." I couldn't believe I slept most of the afternoon. We laid there cuddling for a few minutes then Troy jumped up and pinched my butt. He was out the door before I could react. He will get paid back for that. I went down to John's room, got him ready. Troy was waiting in the kitchen. "Oh my GOD!" I yelled, "Your eye." Somehow I switched to doctor mode. I walked over to get a closer look. "Can you see okay? Do you have blurry vision? You're not driving." John and Troy both laughed at me. "Well I sure am not driving." John said. "I'll call my mom and let her know we can't come. Or maybe my dad will come get us." "I can see fine." Troy said, "Nothing is blurry." When I looked at it closer she had hit him below the eye. There was a big knot and it had turned blue. "Well I'm not going." I said, "I never want to see my sister again. She had no right." Troy stood up, picked me up and put me over his shoulder. He walked out to the car with John following. He put me in the center and fastened my seatbelt then helped his dad get in and did his seatbelt. After backing out of the drive and starting towards my house Troy said. "You are not taking this out on your sister. The three of us will have a civilized conversation." We arrived at my house. Troy helped his dad get out of the car then took my wrist and pulled me out. "I never want to see my sister again." I said. Picking me up, putting me over his shoulder, Troy walked into the house to the kitchen. Rachel was sitting at the table. Taking her wrist he pulled her behind us out onto the back patio. He sat me in a chair, pointed at another for Rachel to sit and then pulled another one over in front of us for himself. Troy looked at Rachel then at me. He shook his head. "There is no doubt you are brother and sister. You're both stubborn, bull headed that won't back down even though you are both wrong." He looked at Rachel. "You're wrong because you didn't find out the facts before you reacted." "You hurt him is all I need to know" she said. I smirked as I looked at her. "And you," he said as he looked at me, "Can't you see your sister loves you and was just trying to protect you?" Now she smirked at me. "Tell her what happened." Troy said. "I was mad so I avoided him. When we got to his house I ignored him and he grabbed my arm." "He grabbed your arm?" "Yes and I yelled because I was still mad at him." "But he hurt you." "Just my feelings." I said, "Look it didn't even leave a mark." "When did it happen?" she asked. "Last night after the football game." I replied. "I'm going to kill Robby" she said. "He made me think Troy beat on you." "You're not going to kill anyone." Troy said. "You over reacted and you're about to do the same thing." I was looking at Troy. Troy was looking at me. We both smiled. "Why were you mad at Troy?" she asked me. "Because he didn't ask me to marry him." I replied, "And if we have sex again he could go to jail unless we are married." "AGAIN!?" she smiled, "Tell me all about it." "Shut up." "Sorry about the black eye lover boy." She turned to Troy. "Is he a good fuck?" Troy turned beet red. A minute later he was adjusting himself. "I take that," she nodded towards Troy's tent, "as a yes." Then she laughed. Troy stood, took our hands to help us stand and then pulled us into a group hug. Suddenly Troy jumped back. Rachel's hand was in his crotch. "RACHEL!" I yelled. "What!" she said. "I just wanted to see how big it was. Pretty impressive if you ask me." "No one asked you." Troy said. I said, "It's mine and you can't have it." All three of us laughed. We walked back into the kitchen still laughing, still with our arms around each other with me in the middle. "I take it everything got worked out?" dad asked. "Except I'm going to kill Robby." Rachel said, "Where is he?" He was standing over by the door. When she spotted him he took off like a bullet through the door and up the stairs. The 3 of us laughed again. Mom said, "Go get washed up for supper." Troy walked over to where dad and John were sitting. Rachel and I went to the downstairs half-bath. While we were sharing the sink to wash our hands we looked at each other in the mirror. She stuck her tongue out at me so I returned the favor. Troy came in and joined us. Dad sat on one end of the dining room table and John sat at the other. Mom sat to John's right which was next to the kitchen door. Rachel was between her and dad on the same side. The other side was Troy in the middle and me next to my dad. "Where's Robby?" mom asked. Rachel said, "Still in his room I guess." Mom said to dad, "Would you get him." Dad yelled, "Robby get down here we are eating." We could hear him run down the hall and then the steps. He missed a couple but caught himself before he fell. He ran around the corner and into his seat across from Rachel. Everyone was sitting. I looked up and there was no food on the table. I looked at mom wondering where the food is. She smiled. Troy stood up, moved his chair back out of the way. I thought `What is going on?' Troy got down on his right knee and took my hand. I lost all the blood in my head. I got a lump so big I couldn't swallow. I bawled. "Rodger," Troy said, "will you marry me?" I couldn't answer. I jumped out of my chair wrapped my arms around him and knocked him over. He was flat on his back with me on top of him. My arms were wrapped around his neck, my mouth was glued to his mouth. Rachel jumped up and came around the table. "Are you going to do it here in front of us?" "RACHEL!" mom yelled. It seems she gets yelled at a lot for something she does or says. My dad threw a glass of ice water on us. It mostly hit my back so I sat up quickly. I know I had a shocked look on my face. He just smiled. He said, "That's what you do with dogs." We stood up. Everyone got up from the table shook Troy's hand and gave me a hug. Rachel was first. Mom said, "Rachel will you come help me carry the food in." I went up to my room to change shirts. I had taken the wet one off in the bathroom and dried my back. Going back into my bedroom I was looking through my shirt drawer trying to decide which one to put on when arms came around me. Have I told you I love Troy's smell? The gentleness of his hug, the warmth of his body was intoxicating. I sighed. I could feel him getting hard against my back. Too bad his shorts were in the way to feel it against my skin. I moved back and forth against him. He moaned and pushed it harder against my back. "We could get married at Christmas." I said. "That's way too long baby." He replied. I reached behind me and took hold of it through his shorts and underwear. He held me tighter, pushed into my hand and growled. "Shit." He said while panting. "You make me so hot." I could feel it still pulsing in my hand. "It's a good thing you have spare clothes here." I said, "You better go change before it soaks through your shorts." I was rock hard. I didn't shoot but I didn't need to. I was content knowing I got Troy off. By the time we got back downstairs everyone was eating. Rachel said, "Did you consummate it?" My mom slammed down her fork. My dad and John laughed. I blushed and Troy said, "No!" My brother asked, "What's consummate?" That made John and dad laugh harder. I said, "Look it up in the dictionary." "Why does everything have to be a school lesson?" Robby asked, "Can't someone just tell me." Mom replied, "You will remember it better if you look it up plus you will learn how to spell it." Later that night we got John in bed. I was tired so I went to bed also but Troy stayed up. Instead of sleeping in his own room he came into the one I was sleeping in. I woke when he crawled into bed with me. His arms came around me and pulled me to his shoulder. My head fit naturally to his shoulder. I snuggled in, put my leg on his stomach and my arm on his chest. "Thank you for asking me to marry you." I softly said. "Yeah well you never answered me." He whispered. "And you spoiled the big thing I was planning for Thanksgiving Day." I sat up and looked at him. I was dumbfounded. I couldn't see him very well because it was dark but what I could see he was serious. Now I felt like shit. It was my fault he asked. "What big thing?" I asked. "Oh no. " he said, "You're not going to get it out of me. Since you haven't answered maybe I will ask again." I thought, `Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, I'll never make it that long.'