Date: Wed, 18 Dec 2013 13:17:15 -0800 (PST) From: Godia Forit Subject: The Jock and the Tutor 4 To my avid readers; I said I would notify you when the next chapter was out but for some reason some of the emails are returned "not deliverable" so I have not been able to let you know. I am sorry but I believe it is a problem with yahoo. This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If you do download it please download the entire chapter including pre/post comments. 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, 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 done that, sit back, Kleenex in hand and enjoy yourself. THE JOCK AND THE TUTOR 4 As Troy was changing, Sherrie and I walked out to Troy's car. He wasn't gone more than 5 minutes and came to the car wearing the clothes he wore to school. We got in the car, all three in the front seat. It was Troy driving, me in the middle and Sherrie riding shotgun. He drove to his house. As we pulled out of the parking lot Troy said, "Is someone going to tell me what the hell is going on?" I looked at Sherrie. I know I had that deer in the headlights look. She let out an exasperated breath. "You're such a chicken." to me then to Troy, "It will have to wait until we are at your house, it will be safer that way." I guess she was afraid Troy would run off the road. When we got to Troy's house the two of them got out, got their backpacks from the back seat and walked towards the door. I just sat there. I was afraid of what was going to happen once we were in the house. At the door they stopped and looked at me. I blushed and decided I better go in. Once inside, Troy went up the stairs two at a time. I went next and Sherrie followed. When I got to Troy's room he was already down to his boxers and was taking them off. I thought `oh no Sherrie is right behind me'. "Man," Sherrie said, "You've got some swing on that back porch." She smacked my butt hard. So hard it hurt even thru my jeans. Troy stopped in the doorway to his bathroom, turned his head and said, "He does doesn't he." I blushed yet again. I heard the shower turn on. I picked up his backpack and pulled out his homework to check. Sherrie laid down on his bed and put her hands behind her head. I sat at the desk and started checking the papers. As usual Troy came out of his bathroom with nothing on and drying his hair. His dick was swinging back and forth. I looked over at Sherrie. She had not moved. I could tell where her eyes were. I have never seen anyone unaware of their nakedness in front of other people. Troy seemed so comfortable being naked that he had no idea the affect it had on others. "Have I done it correctly?" he asked as he walked up next to me. It took all the control I had not to lean over and kiss his cock. "Nice butt," Sherrie said, "But put the towel over it. It distracts my thinking." It was just in time too. My face was getting closer and I did not want to do it in front of Sherrie. "Oh sorry." Troy said as he put the towel around his waist. "Umm, umm," I stuttered, "Uh, yeah this is right so far." It only took me 10 minutes to check everything. He had everything correct. Troy stepped back and I turned in the chair. He picked me up under my arms. He kissed me gently on the lips. I started crying. The emotions from earlier came flooding back. The doubts about how Troy felt was not the problem. The worry about being gay was the problem. Troy first held me out to look at my face then sat me on the bed. "What's wrong? What did I do?" "It's because he loves you and he is afraid you don't love him." Sherrie said. I couldn't talk because I had this big lump in my throat. I shook my head no. Sherrie said, "That's not it?" I shook my head no again and looked at her pleadingly. "What do you mean he loves me" Troy asked. "SSSHHHH!" Sherrie said to Troy. Troy hugged my head to his stomach. "Is it because you are queer?' she asked. I shook my head yes and started crying harder. "That's okay baby." Troy said, "I am too. I guess I do love you. I just never thought about it." Troy put his hands on either side of my head and pushed my head back. He turned my head to look me in the eye. "I do love you." He said and then kissed me gently on the lips. "It hurts me to see you like this." "GET DRESSED!" Sherrie said. We need to talk this out and it's hard to concentrate." Troy hugged my head to his body again. He held me for a couple of minutes then released me so he could get dressed. When he had basketball shorts on he pulled his desk chair over towards the bed and sat on it backward facing us. Sherrie moved to sit next to me. I almost had to laugh because Troy got this serious, studious look. Sherrie started the talking. "Okay, so you have decided you are gay, right?" I was looking into Troy's eyes and he was looking into mine. That was the only way I could keep from choking up and crying again. I could tell he was there for me no matter what. "Yes." I said so softly that I am not sure how they heard me. "And you don't want to be." She said it as a statement rather than a question. "Yes." I kept my eyes glued to Troy's. He reacted with a surprised look. "Why?" she asked. "Because I don't want to go to hell." "BULLSHIT!" she yelled, "Bullshit, Bullshit, Bullshit, you are NOT going to hell. I don't care what the fucking religious bigots say. God doesn't make junk. He put the genes in you and he doesn't make mistakes." I took my eyes off of Troy to look at her. My mouth dropped open but nothing came out. I – I – I didn't know what to say. I have never heard it put that way. "God doesn't make junk?" I asked. "No he doesn't." she replied. I looked over at Troy. He also had a shocked look on his face. He was looking at Sherrie. Then a smile crept onto his face and he turned towards me. I couldn't help it. I smiled also. She went on, "You learned in sex ed about homosexuality, right?" Troy and I were still looking at each other. We both shook our heads yes. "And what did they say. They said that genetic markers point to a predisposition of homosexuality." Both of our smiles became bigger. "And God aligns those markers, doesn't He?" We both shook our heads yes and the smiles turned into full-fledged grins. "And does God make mistakes?" We both shook our heads no. I grabbed Troy's head and pulled him to a kiss. That wasn't enough for him. He stood up pushing the chair out of the way, pushed me back on the bed and tried to put his tongue into my throat. Sherrie picked up the chair, moved it back by the desk and sat on it, backwards just like Troy had done. "I wanna watch you do it." She said. Troy jumped up, grabbed her arm and moved her out of the bedroom. "Wait downstairs if you want a ride home." He then closed the door and turned towards me, "Now where was I?" I was still lying with my legs hanging off the bed. I grinned as he came over, picked me up and put me in the center of the bed. He laid on top of me so we were face to face. I was completely enclosed by his body. The feeling I had was that he completely possessed me. It was wonderful. It was not as if he was controlling me but protecting me. A lump came to my throat when I thought about how much I loved him. He started with a deep tongue kiss that set me on fire. He kissed my forehead, my eyelids, and my nose. He went across my cheek to my right ear. He stuck his tongue in my ear. It made my whole body shiver. He kissed back across my cheek to my lips. Again his tongue tried to go down my throat. He wrapped his tongue around mine. He pulled his tongue back, gave me a peck on the lips and then traveled across to my left ear. I was ready to cum any second. His tongue was now in my left ear. My body was now vibrating under him. Without getting up he pulled and tugged at my shirt until it was up to my neck. His mouth jumped to my left nipple. As he was licking it he pulled up on my shirt, my arms lifted and it was off.. He slid down slightly so he could make better contact with the nipple. He sucked on it so hard it hurt. I moaned, I don't know if it was because of pain or pleasure. He kissed across my chest to the other side to give that nipple the attention it desired. I was whimpering in pleasure. Sliding down some more, he kissed to the center of my chest then down to my innie belly button. As his tongue dug into it I felt him pull my shoes and socks off. My jeans and underwear soon followed. I was now naked on his bed. He sat up on his legs admiring what he saw before him. I could feel my dick pulsing to my heartbeat. His eyes were glued to it. As he leaned over I thought he was going to suck me but instead he picked up my left foot and sucked on the big toe. While sucking that toe he picked up my other foot putting them next to each other so he could suck both big toes together. What he did next I didn't like at first but then I loved it. Troy licked one foot from my heel to the toes, it was very ticklish but I didn't laugh. Instead I squirmed and tried to pull my feet away. He looked at me with that sadistic grin of his while pulling the other foot to his tongue. "No," I said softly but as his tongue got closer I got louder, "No, NO!" This time I couldn't hold back the laughter. Troy moved to kissing my ankles and then up the inside of each leg. Of course he had to do the same thing to the back of my knees because he knew I was ticklish there. He had my legs high in the air. Spreading my legs apart he had a look of hunger that was like a wolf about to devour a rabbit. My butt was a foot off the bed as he leaned over. Just as he made contact Sherrie knocked on the door and asked, "Are you okay?' "YYYyyeeeessssssssssssssssss!" I yelled. I was barely conscious but was aware enough to hear the door knob. "Damn it." Sherrie said thru the door, "I should get to watch. I helped both of you." Troy didn't say anything. He just kept tonguing my hole. I moaned. Very loudly I might add. She hit the door. She was quiet then but I am sure she was standing there listening to me moan. Troy started sucking me as he worked a finger into my hole. In less than a minute he had two in and was working on getting the third. All I could think about was how good it felt when he was fucking me and how long did I have to wait until he was doing it again. The only thing I could do was say, "Oh, Oh, OOOHHH!" I didn't know it was coming. I went from being in ecstasy to seeing a white hot flash before my eyes and feeling a fire hose eruption go thru my penis. I was still gasping when he slid inside me. It was not slow and easy like before but a hard shove all the way in. He didn't wait for me to adjust but started right in banging my ass as hard as he could. It was like he was trying to shove himself inside me. In less than two minutes he was shouting, "I'M CCUUUUMMMMMMIIIINNNGG!" He didn't slow down but was pumping hard and fast until he was spent. He suddenly stopped and fell on top of me. He continued a slow movement of his hips moving his dick slightly inside me. Every 10 or 20 seconds he would shudder as an aftershock hit him. His head was beside mine and his hot breath was hitting my ear. I came a second time just from the feeling it gave me. We heard Sherrie in the hall moaning as she masturbated herself to orgasm. Troy lifted himself so we were looking at each other. We both started laughing loudly. When he started to get up and pull himself out of me I locked my legs around him and wouldn't let him. He could tell I wasn't ready to separate yet so he lay back down on me. My legs grew tired from holding them up and his dick was shrinking. It slowly came out. It felt to me like I was pooping. When it was out I felt so empty. Then suddenly I felt his sperm leaking out. "I have to go!" I yelled and pushed him. Of course I was not strong enough to move him but he rolled onto his side. I held my hand over my butt and ran for his bathroom. I didn't fart as much this time but I did expel quite a bit of slimy goo and had some gas. Troy came in and turned on the shower. He washed and when I finished I got in with him. He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a soft loving kiss. He shampooed my hair, washed my body making sure my hole was good and clean then rinsed me off.. While he was doing that I started to play with his dick. He batted my hand away saying, "We don't have time." "But I want some of you in me. I think it all came out in the toilet." I quickly got him hard. I must have been doing good because he only lasted a couple of minutes and was shooting in my mouth. We dried, got dressed and went to find Sherrie. When we opened his bedroom door she was sitting on the floor next to the door. Her jeans and panties were at her ankles. She had her hand between her legs with this satisfied look on her face. I had never seen a girls privates. Actually I didn't see it now. Her right hand was between her legs covering them. Her left hand was under her shirt up by her nipples. I didn't know girls masterbated. Even though I couldn't see her vagina I bone up just seeing her bare legs and hairy bush. It amazed me that her hair down there was the same color as the hair on her head. What little hair I had was darker than my head hair. Troy noticed my bone and squeezed it. I almost came. If he would have done more than squeeze it I would have. "Looks like you had fun." Troy said to Sherrie. "After listening to Rodger I had to." Sherrie replied, "He is sure loud when he is being fucked and you aren't so quiet yourself." "So are you too." Troy said. We all three laughed. "Please, please, please let me watch you sometime." Sherrie said as we walked down the steps. 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. Don't forget to support nifty. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html