Date: Wed, 4 May 2016 21:02:49 +0000 (UTC)
From: Godia Forit <godia_forit@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Jock and the Tutor 21

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THE JOCK AND THE TUTOR 21

As we pulled into the driveway I thought, `we're home'. I really like that
thought. This is now home for me. Well, at least it is for the short term
until we go off to Baylor.

It was not a race to the bedroom. We walked in together. All three of us
went into the kitchen. Troy went to the refrigerator, opened the door and
stared. He can't be hungry with all he ate for supper. I think it was just
habit for him. When he comes home he checks the refrigerator just in case
something magically appeared while he was gone.

He was just standing there. I walked over and closed the door. The look he
gave me made me laugh. It was pitiful.

I turned, put my arms around him and we kissed. Just a short peck really
but it didn't stay that way. He came back to touch lips again except his
tongue slid along my lips. My mouth opened and it came in.

His hands slid down to cup my butt. My arms went up to behind his
shoulders. I pulled him tighter to me. The kiss became more urgent.

"TAKE IT TO YOUR ROOM."

We both smiled while still kissing. I walked backwards while Troy walked
forward, still kissing. When we got to the stairs Troy picked me up. My
legs automatically wrapped around his waist. He carried me up the stairs
and into our room. (MMmm, our room)

He laid me on the bed lying on top of me as he did. My arms were still
holding his shoulder. His hands were still holding my butt.

He stopped the kiss. "Don't be mad at me" he said.

I started to think `why would I be mad at him' but lost the thought as he
sucked on my ear lobe, kissed behind my ear then sucked my skin as his lips
traveled down my neck to my collar bone.

Think? I couldn't think of anything because my mind stopped working. It was
totally consumed with feelings. Those feelings on my neck that went
straight to my dick. Does he know what that does to me?

He pulled my shirt up, stopped for 2 seconds to take the shirt over my
head. His sucking resumed. It followed my collar bone to the center hollow
spot on my neck.

He got off the bed and pulled me to the edge. As his sucking moved to my
left nipple I felt him opening my jeans. As he moved to the right one I
felt my jeans and underwear being pulled off. I kicked my shoes off so they
could get off my feet.

His sucking lips traveled down to my belly button. His tongue dug into
it. He quickly moved to engulf my hard cock. His right hand started
caressing my balls. His left hand thumbed my right nipple.

It was on me before I realized it. I sucked in a deep breath and fired. I
fired and fired, only a two second pause between one ejaculation and the
next. He drank it down as fast as I produced it.

When I finished I fell limp. He pulled off and kissed the tip. Lifting my
legs he started on my hole. His tongue moving over and over my pussy until
it opened to let him in. It opened like a flower and tried to grab his
tongue.

Troy stood up letting go of my legs. They didn't move. They stayed up and
open waiting for him. He didn't remove his clothes. He pulled his shorts
down under his balls, stepped forward placing the tip of his cock against
me.

I moaned so loud they must have heard it a block away. He eased in. My moan
continued until I was out of breath and had to gasp for air.

He didn't wait like he normally did. He slow pumped from just the tip being
in me to trying to shove his balls in also. A slow steady rhythm began.

"Oh God," I gasped, "I'm going to come again."

I didn't realize I said it until he said, "Wait for me baby. I'm almost
there too."

He didn't change speed or the length of his pumping. I couldn't hold off
any longer. I came and my sphincter clamped down and set him off. He
continued the slow in and out movement while continuing to flood my bowels
and I painted my stomach.

Keeping his feet on the floor he leaned over to lay on me. My legs wrapped
around his waist so he wouldn't pull out. I reveled in the afterglow. After
a minute or two he punched in hard one more time and I could actually feel
more cum ooze out of his dick and into me.

We gently kissed. He was looking deeply into my eyes and I was looking
deeply into his.

"WOW that was amazing. It's like you two become one."

Yes, it was my sister. I'm going to kill her. I'm going to kill Troy.

My legs unlocked their hold on Troy. I pushed on him to get out from under
him. He didn't move. He leaned forward to kiss me but I turned my head to
prevent that. I don't think I was ever as angry as I was then.

I started beating on him with my fists. He grabbed my wrist and held them
to the bed. He was still trying to kiss. I moved my head from side to side
so he couldn't.

Rachael sat on the bed next to me. My eyes were shooting daggers at her. My
head stopped moving. My eyes filled with tears.

As he gently kissed me Troy said, "I'm sorry. I thought it would be fun."

I don't know what he was thinking but I felt his dick grow inside me. I
think it really added to his pleasure that someone was watching. That
thought, that it added to his pleasure, eased my anger a little.

He moved inside me. He didn't move very much but enough that my prostate
felt it. My dick reacted to that.

Right there, with my sister sitting on the bed next to me, I moaned. I
couldn't help it. I don't know what happened to the anger but lust was
taking over.

He moved out an inch then slowly back in. My sphincter squeezed. He
moaned. We took turns, I moaned, he moaned. The pace picked up. His moans
turned to grunts, mine turned to whimpers.

My sister moaned. I turned to look at her. She was looking into my eyes but
I don't think she was seeing me. Her eyes were glazed. She pulled my arm
from Troy's back, wrapped her legs around it and dry humped my fist. She is
sick. She is really sick.

"STOP!" I yelled. It instantly turned me off. I yanked my hand away. I
pushed on Troy's shoulders.

Troy froze in place. He looked at me. He knew I couldn't do this. He slowly
pulled out and stood up. He was still fully dressed with his shorts hooked
under his balls. In a matter of seconds his dick deflated.

I was lying naked next to my sister. I felt more naked than I ever have in
my life. Troy grabbed his robe and threw it over me. I hated my sister.

She recovered enough to understand. She got up, said "I'm sorry" and left
the room.

Troy's hand came up to touch my cheek. I pushed it away and said, "Don't
touch me."

He was hurt, really hurt. I could see it on his face but mostly in his
eyes. I couldn't help it. I felt dirty and used. I couldn't stand for him
to touch me. Troy went to touch me again.

"Don't." I said, "Not right now."

I got up and walked naked to the spare bedroom. I locked the door, crawled
under the covers. It surprised me that I didn't cry. I laid there with a
thousand things going through my mind. I don't know how long it was but I
finally fell asleep.

I slept later than normal for me. When I looked at the clock it was 8:33. I
knew what room I was in but I couldn't figure out why I was in a spare
bedroom. I had to piss like a race horse. I went into the connected
bathroom and while I was peeing I remembered why I was in that room.

I hated my sister. I hated Troy for allowing her to watch. I wanted to go
home. Maybe the people at the marriage license bureau were right about me
being too young. How can I hate someone so much that yesterday I loved so
much?

I finished peeing and stepped into the shower. The water was cold at first
but it warmed up quickly. I needed the cold blast to stop my thinking.

I started thinking on how I could get home without Troy taking me or my dad
picking me up. The last thing I wanted was to tell my parents why I wanted
to come home. It is too far to walk. I could walk it but it would take all
day. What would I say when I got home. What will I say to Robby?

I didn't have any clothes in that room so after drying I wrapped the towel
around my waist to walk to Troy's room. He wasn't there thank god. I got
dressed and slowly walked down stairs. I did not want to see Troy.

He wasn't in the kitchen. No one was. Then I saw the note on the counter.

            Went to church, pick you up after to go to breakfast

I didn't know what I was going to do. A thousand things went through my
mind. Where can I go? What should I do? What can I say to him? I don't want
to talk to him or my sister, or anyone for that matter.

I heard him pull in the drive. I heard the front door open and close. I was
still sitting in the kitchen. No one came in. I waited, still no
one. Finally I couldn't take it any longer I went so see where they were.

Troy was in the entry way, on his knees, sitting back on his haunches with
his hands together in a pleading stance with these big puppy dog eyes
looking so sad.

I burst out laughing. I was still mad but the look was just so funny I
couldn't help it.

He looked up and smiled then went right back to the sad look. "Please
forgive me," he said, "I'm just a dumb ass jock. All I thought about was
how fun it would be and not how you would feel about it."

I got my mad look back and said, "It pissed me off."

"Please forgive me." He said again. "I promise I'll ask you before I do
anything stupid so you can tell me to stop."

He stayed like he was with those sad puppy dog eyes looking at me.

"It was the best fuck we have had." I said. "You were so into it. Like
being watched made it more intense."

He put his hands on the floor and sat like a dog. He panted like a dog,
hanging his tongue out the side of his mouth.

Damn, how can you stay made looking at that. I walked forward, pulled my
jeans and underwear down below my balls. He licked me like a dog. (If you
never had a dog lick you there, try it.)

He sucked me until I came. It didn't take long. My knees got weak. I held
his head until I came down from my climax.

He sat back and said, "I'm starved, let's go to breakfast."