Date: Fri, 3 Feb 2017 21:59:14 +0000 (UTC)
From: Godia Forit <godia_forit@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Jock and the Tutor Chapter 22

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If you are not interested in the BS skip to the Chapter beginning. I
apologize to my avid readers in the LOOOOOONG delay for this Chapter. 2017
was the worst year for me and I hope 2017 is much better. The year began
with the guy I work for servicing swimming pools telling me he had throat
cancer and would require extensive Chemo and radiation. I had to basically
take over everything. His son did help me some and we took on another part
time person. For those that do not know I am74 years old and have retired 3
times so this was a major shift for me. He completed his treatment by June
and by the end of July he was back to working normally. In August another
pool person I know had to have knee replacement surgery and I took over his
pools while still helping my boss. The second guy returned to work in
November but needed my assistance for a few more weeks. My wife retired in
September and that limits the time I can write (she knows nothing about
it). In January I re-read all the chapters to get back to writing. (by the
way I found some inconsistences that you never told me about but it is too
late to change them)

I hope to finish this story in one or two more chapters but don't despair I
am already considering writing THE JOCK AND TUTOR GOES TO COLLEGE.


THE JOCK AND THE TUTOR 22

He didn't say anything. I didn't say anything. All the way to the
restaurant it was quiet. I don't know if he thought I had forgiven him but
I hadn't. I was thinking about how we can approach this.

I'm not comfortable with my own body let alone anyone else seeing me. I'm
puny; I'm the 90 pound weakling. My sister, MY SISTER, not only saw me
naked but having sex, not just sex but being fucked.

Troy pulled into the parking spot and got out. I just sat there. I was so
consumed in thought I didn't even realize he had parked. It was only when
he came around and opened my door did I realize we had stopped.

It was all mechanical. I got out and followed him to the door. He held the
door for me and followed behind me. As soon as I saw my sister I
stopped. Troy went around me and sat in his spot.  Along one side my dad,
mom and sister with Robby on the end. On the other side was John, Troy and
an empty place for me. That would put me next to Troy and across from my
sister.

Nope, no way, I can't do it. I picked up the silverware and pulled the
chair to the end between John and my dad. Everyone looked at me. You know
how I feel about everyone looking at me.

No one said a thing. I moved the condiments, placed my silverware in the
spot and sat down. I looked down at the table. Mom cleared her throat
loudly. I looked at her. Actually everyone looked at her, even people at
other tables. She gave me that one eye look; you know the one moms give you
when you are in trouble. I gave it right back. She looked away but I knew
that was not the end of it.

I was not going to look at Rachael. I knew she wanted me to. I looked at
Robby. He was looking at me with a smirk that said `you're in trouble'. Why
are brothers like that? They get a kick out brother getting in trouble and
not them. I guess I am the same way.

I picked up the menu and held it so I couldn't see anyone at the table. I
didn't want anything to eat. My stomach was churning. The waitress started
with my dad and went around the table. When she got to Troy he ordered and
then said, pointing to me, "He'll have the French toast and burnt bacon and
bring him a glass of Tomato Juice."

He remembered what I like to get here. I think he also knew I was not going
to order anything.

I'm sure the waitress thought it was big brother taking care of me. I
wonder what she would have thought if she knew he was my husband.

Most of the conversation was about how well Mary was doing. I looked at no
one. I said nothing. I looked at my plate and ate. I was glad Troy had
ordered for me. Once I started eating my stomach settled and I became
hungry.

I don't know how it got so late. I looked at the clock and it was 10:45.

I jumped up startling everyone. "I have to get to the hospital. Rounds
start in 15 minutes."

I know I didn't have to officially be there but it became a priority for
me. I didn't want to be late.

Troy was not finished eating but he immediately got up, wiped his mouth and
said, "Let's go."

My sister jumped up and hugged me. I did not hug her back. She whispered in
my ear. "I'm sorry. I'll call you later when I get back to school."

When we got to the car, Troy opened and held the door for me. He went
around and got in, started the car and backed out. Neither one of us said
anything all the way to the hospital. He pulled up to the front door
instead of parking. I had two minutes to get to Keith's office.

As I opened the door to get out he said, "We'll talk after rounds. I'll be
in my mom's room."

I didn't reply. I slammed the door closed and ran to Doctor Patterson's
office so I could make rounds on time.

The intern assigned to Mrs. Morrison updated us on her condition. She was
doing so well that they were going to release her with instructions of
complete bedrest. She smiled and held her hand out to me.

I took her hand and said, "Complete bedrest. You only get up to use the
bathroom. Someone should stay with you in case there is a problem."

"I know." She said, "My sister is coming to stay with me. I don't know how
to thank you." She started crying.

I gave her a hug. She kissed my cheek and recovered.

I pulled back, looked her in the eye and said, "You follow their
instructions completely. Do you understand?"

She nodded, smiled and said, "Yes doctor."

No one corrected her, not even Keith.

Rounds lasted more than 3 hours. I'm sure glad Troy ordered breakfast for
me.

The last patient again was Mary. Again Keith gave the chart to me after
looking at it himself. There was a note on it that she would be moved to a
rehab facility on Monday. I looked at Keith.

He smiled. I looked at Mary. She smiled. Evidently she knew and was proud
of it. I wondered how we were going to manage being in different places at
the same time.

I started my report to the interns, "Mary has done so well that she is
being moved to a rehab center tomorrow."

Troy jumped up and yelled, "REALLY!" He jumped into her arms and hugged her
tightly. Then he turned to me. He hugged me so tight I could hardly
breathe.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." He said then put a lip lock on me. I
melted into his arms. By this time John was holding Mary.

I should have still been mad at him. I should be mad for showing this
affection in front of the interns. But I felt so good in his arms. I felt
so loved.

Doctor Patterson cleared his throat. Troy pulled back slightly, looked into
my eyes and smiled. I couldn't stop myself from smiling back. He gave me
one more peck on the lips then released me.

One of the interns said, "I've seen a family happy that the patient was
getting out of the hospital but never THAT happy."

Everyone roared with laughter. I turned red.

We went to my parents for supper. As soon as we were in the door mom pulled
me into the kitchen.

"You don't need to tell me." She said, "But there are ups and downs to
marriage. You have to work through the problems. Talk to each other so you
know what the other's needs are."

And that was it. I expect her to hammer me with questions but it did not
happen.

While we were eating my cell phone rang. It was my sister. I knew it would
be. I answered but did not say anything. She went on and on about how sorry
she was, she hoped she didn't screw up what Troy and I had, how
unbelievable we were together, we were meant for each other. She talked for
20 minutes, non-stop, she loves me and Oh, tell mom I made it back
safe. She hung up without me ever saying a word.

When I disconnected and put the phone back in my pocket everyone was
looking at me. They had stopped eating, even John. I hate that. Of course I
blushed.

Mom said, "Well?"

"Rachel made it back safely." I answered. They went back to eating.

When we got back home we went straight to bed. We both were silent as we
got undressed. I crawled in naked and Troy was right behind me naked
also. He put his arm under my head. I snuggled back against him. He put his
other arm over me and pulled me tight.

"You know I love you more than anything in the world" he said.

I pulled his arm tighter against me. I was on the verge of crying but
didn't.

He went on, "It was stupid, I see that now but then ..."

I tried to turn around to kiss him but he held me in place.

"Please don't shut me out anymore. Get mad. Yell at me. Do whatever you
want but do not lock me out. I didn't sleep at all last night because I
thought I lost you forever."

I kissed his hand.

"I don't ever want to go to bed with you mad at me. If it helps you can
kick me in the balls to take your anger out."

Finally I said something, "No way, I don't want those balls damaged,
they're too important to me."

We laid there silent, him holding me. It didn't take long and I could tell
Troy was asleep. Deep breaths and letting his grip relax.

I turned so my face was in his chest. I loved his scent. It relaxed me and
I was soon asleep also.

I woke at 5:45. Ugh! Monday morning and back to school. Don't get me wrong
I love school but it was a very busy weekend. What with the Thanksgiving
holiday, my sister coming home and oh yeah, Troy and I getting married it
was hectic. And don't forget our first spat.

As much as I hated to I got up. I went in to piss, came back, pulled my
underwear on and went down to start the coffee. I never use to let anyone
see me in my underwear but it didn't bother me now. John wasn't up so no
one saw me anyway.

I went back up, turned the shower on then poked Troy. He mumbled
something. I went to take my shower. Troy came stumbling in a few minutes
later, pissed for 5 minutes then stepped in with me. He wrapped his arms
around me and laid his head on top of mine. I think he would have fallen
asleep standing there. I turned, gave him a quick peck on the lips and got
out.

"We still have to talk." I said.

"Okay." was the reply I received. I got dressed for school and went
downstairs to start breakfast.

While I was making breakfast John came out saying, "How is a person
supposed to sleep with the smell of coffee all over the house."

He poured a cup and sat down. Just as I was finishing breakfast Troy came
in fully dressed for school. He came up behind me, wrapped his arms around
me from behind and kissed me on the neck just below my ear. Does he know
what that does to me? A shiver went from the tip of my toes rapidly going
up to the top of my head. It went back down to my dick. I was so hard.

He turned my head and kissed my lips. I almost fell when he released me
because my legs were so weak.

Troy had no idea what he just did to me. He went over, poured a cup of
coffee and sat at the table waiting for his breakfast. It was a full minute
before I recovered. Taking the two plates I delivered breakfast to Troy and
John.

John saw my condition and smiled. He said, "He has no idea the affect he
has on you."

"What?" Troy asked. "I didn't do anything."

"Then why are my legs weak?" I asked.

John laughed. Troy still had no clue.

We finished breakfast talking about Mary's move today. My mom was taking
John to the hospital so he would be with Mary during her move. We decided
that after school Troy would drop me off at the hospital for rounds then go
to the rehab center to see his mom. I would call him when I finished so he
could pick me up.

I went up to brush my teeth and get ready for school while Troy and John
cleaned up the kitchen. Troy came in, brushed his teeth, picked up his
backpack and said, "Let's go."

We were early which is normal for us. We sat in the cafeteria talking with
our friends. Sherrie came in, sat down then looked from Troy to me and back
again.

"Something's different." She said. Just then the bell rang saving us from
her figuring it out.

Between first and second period she grabbed me in the hall and just looked
at me. I didn't know what she was seeing but I could tell she hadn't
figured it out yet.

At lunch Troy and I were sitting across from each other. Sherrie was on my
right and the guys were all sitting in their regular spots. We were talking
about the playoff game coming on Friday. It was going to be a good
game. Both teams had not lost a game this year.

Sherrie was looking at Troy the way she looked at me in the hall
earlier. Suddenly she grabbed my left hand and pulled it in front of her.

"EEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!" she yelled. "You didn't invite me. I'm pissed."

All the guys were clueless as to what she was talking about. Troy just
grinned. I turned so red I thought the top of my head was going to pop off.

"When?" she asked. "Where, what was it like? How come you didn't call me?"

Steve said to her, "What are you freaken' about."

She held up my hand and said, "Look!"

"So," he replied, "He has a ring, so what?"

She grabbed Troy's hand and showed his ring.

"He has the same ring," Steve said, "So what?"

"You are so naive." She said, "They're wedding rings."

I started to bolt. I will never be able to return to this school. How can
she do this to me? I thought she understood. I was fiery red and about to
explode.

Carl, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my arm before I could take two
steps. I turned to yell for him to let me go but stopped in my tracks. He
was looking directly into my eyes, then he looked at the chair I just
jumped out of. He didn't say anything. He didn't have to. I knew what he
wanted.

Let me tell you about Carl. He is 6' 8" and weights 300+. Everyone at
school, including teachers, is afraid of him. You just naturally do what he
says. What most people don't know is he is a gentle giant. He is soft
spoken and never intentionally would hurt someone. Well, except when he is
playing football, even then it would not be on purpose. I'm not sure but I
think his position is called center.

His eyes came back to mine. He had a gentle but firm look. I took a deep
breath, let it out, and sat back down.

"Anybody fucks with you," he said softly, "they fuck with me. Got it?"

Troy grabbed my hands, pulled them to his mouth and kissed them. He then
said, "It will be alright. No one will bother you. Trust me."

I looked around the rest of the table. Everyone was looking at me.

Steve said, "So who did you two get married to?"

He was serious. Everyone, including me, howled with laughter. That broke
the tension that was building in me.

`Oh well,' I thought, `it's too late now. Everyone that is important to me
knows I'm gay.' You can't imagine how that thought liberated me. I use to
be worried that once people found out they would pick on me. With Carl on
my side I am sure that will not happen.

Don't get me wrong, people made comments, some snide remarks, but mostly
people were supportive. I am sure the comments behind my back were not very
nice but I heard very little of that.

During 8th period (we have 9 periods a day) I was called to the
office. When I got there Troy was sitting waiting. At first I was worried
something happened to Mary or John.

"What's going on?" I asked him.

He just shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know I was called to the
office."

The principal called us both into his office. The chairs across the desk
from him were usually next to each other but they had been moved about 3
feet apart. I thought it was odd.

"I'm giving both of you 5 days in school suspension." He started. "Your
behavior has been very disruptive."

I wondered what behavior he was talking about. We had not done anything.

"That means you cannot play Friday night. The suspension carries over until
Monday." He said to Troy.

Troy looked like someone had stabbed him in the chest.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, "What behavior?"

"Your unnatural display." The principal said. "You are not to wear those
rings in school."

"Then you must stop everyone from wearing rings." I said.

Troy didn't say anything. He was busy sending a text.

"It has nothing to do with wearing rings." He said, "It is your unnatural
association which is illegal. You probably will go to jail. You should go
to jail."

"There is nothing illegal." I said, my anger building, "We are legally
married, with our parents' consent."

His secretary buzzed his desk and said, "You need to take this call right
away. It is the father of one of the boys you have in your office."

"Principal Britton." He answered.

"Yes, he is given in-school suspension for disruptive behavior."

There was a long pause which I assume he was listening to what John was
saying.

"Well mister lawyer you do whatever you wish but this is my school and I
say what is disruptive."

When he finished talking and hung up the phone he said to us, "You are to
leave this campus immediately. When you come to school tomorrow you will go
straight to the detention room. Your classwork will be brought to you. And
if you have those rings on I will expel you."

He pointed to the door, "Leave."

I went to ninth period study hall. Too many kids depend on my help. I think
Troy went to football practice.

Is there any faster news service than in a high school? Everyone in there
already knew what took place in the principal's office. They were surprised
I came to class but everyone, I mean everyone, including the teacher said
how much they supported me. There was already rumor spreading about having
a sit in tomorrow in the hallways.

I was so worried I would be ostracized for being gay. I kept visualizing
being pushed and shoved, hit and kicked but never in my mind would I see
ever being supported. We truly have an exceptional school.

Yes in the next few weeks there were kids who called me names and made
derogatory remarks but they were shut down immediately by others kids. Part
of that support I think was because Troy was looked up to by most of the
students but it was also because the students saw that I helped others.

I was still working with kids after school in the cafeteria when Troy came
in from football practice. He pointed to me and then the door. I smiled,
finished with the kid I was helping and picked up my backpack and left.

We picked John up. As soon as he was in the car he said, "There is a
special meeting of the school board tonight. Their lawyer is going to be
there. I have already talked to Nate at our firm. He specializes in school
district law."

They dropped me off at the hospital to do rounds. Evidently John had talked
to Keith. Again he asked me to test out and start Baylor in January. I
didn't want to go without Troy. He also said he would be at the special
meeting tonight.

The school board was shocked at how many people heard about the meeting and
were there. About 60% was on our side and 40% were not. It became evident
that most of those who were against us were from the principal's Baptist
church. I can't tell you how many times I heard "Man shall not lie with
man." Most of those on our side said it was not the schools responsibility
to regulate marriage.

The school board's lawyer said it was in the realm of the principals duties
to regulate disruptive behavior. In the end the school board did nothing.

The next morning we were in the cafeteria like usual. There were a lot more
kids than normal. The five minute bell rang and everyone picked up their
things and headed to class. I didn't know what I was going to do.

It was decided for me when I got to the hallway. No one could walk down the
hall. Every square inch had someone sitting. They were butt to butt,
shoulder to shoulder as far as you could see down the hall. The teachers
stood in doorways telling the kids to get up and go to class. No one
moved. The principal announced everyone would be counted tardy if they did
not get up and go to class. No one moved.

Even kids who made snide remarks to me sat in place. I found out later that
even though they were against my lifestyle they did not feel it was
disruptive. It was the principal that was disruptive.

Second period bells rang and they were still in place. The police were
called in. A sergeant asked what was going on.

A kid near the doorway said, "We're staying until the principal leaves."

I can't believe the sergeant walked around the outside of the school to the
office door, went in, came out into the hallway escorting the principal.

"Excuse me," the sergeant said, "Let us out."

Everybody stood up and made room for them. He walked the principal out the
front door. The cheer was so loud my ears hurt. The kids then went to
second period. The principal was never liked by most of the students. He
was a jerk who had his favorites but picked on everyone else.

As the halls cleared I didn't know what to do. Should I go to detention or
second period class? I went to second period.

I walked in and sat down. I expected turmoil. There was none. The teacher
started teaching. The kids acted like normal. Everything was normal up
until lunch time.

The rumor mill was churning fast. Rumor was the principal had been fired,
an injunction had been filed stopping Troy and my suspension until a court
hearing and the First Vice-principal was now in charge. Everyone loved that
one because he was funny and liked by all the kids.

At lunch time we were all in our normal places when Mister Morrison, the
First Vice-principal came in, looked around and then walked our
direction. I about shit my pants. Of course I turned red, what did you
expect?

He pulled a chair from another table to the end of our table. As he sat
down he looked directly at Sherrie and said, "Hey guys, how's it going?"

The only one to reply was Sherrie. "It's hangin'."

If possible I turned redder. I also stopped breathing.

"I know the rumors have been flying." He started, "But here are the
facts. The principal has not been fired. He is on administrative leave
until the board meets on what to do. I am sure he will not be returning to
this school. No, I have not been promoted. I am temporarily in the
position. I rescinded your suspension. An hour later I received a court
order to put it on hold until the court date. I have since notified Troy's
father's law firm that it has been rescinded and they withdrew the
injunction."

Steve jumped, pumped his fist in the air and yelled, "Yessssssss!"

Mister Morrison jumped up, pumped his fist in the air and mimicked Steve,
"YES!"

The whole cafeteria went nuts. As nervous as I was even I had to laugh. No
wonder he is so popular with the kids.

I worked with kids in the cafeteria while Troy was at practice. I finished
before him today so I went to the locker room to wait. The smell hit me as
soon as I walked in the door. There is nothing like the scent of male
hormones and believe me there was plenty to smell in the locker room. I got
so hard so quick it is a wonder I didn't pass out from all the blood
loss. There couldn't be much left in my body because it was all in my hard
dick.

I was still near the door when the players started coming in. The second
one in patted my butt. It wasn't sexual. It wasn't a hard smack, just a
little tap-tap. That started it. Every guy after him gave me a tap-tap on
the butt. I was enjoying it.

That was until Troy came in and saw what was going on. "HEY!" he yelled,
"That's mine, keep your hands off."

They all turned to look at him. I turned. He had this big smile on his
face. He had his uniform on and was carrying his helmet.

It might have been all the testosterone in the room but I couldn't stop
myself. I ran and jumped. He had no choice but to catch me. His left hand
was on my butt, his right across my back still holding the helmet. My legs
wrapped around his waist. The hardness of his shoulder pads, the thickness
from his hip pads added to my desire. Putting my hands behind his head I
pulled him into a kiss. My tongue immediately pushed its way into his
mouth.

I didn't even realize everyone was watching us. Being consumed by lust has
a tendency to make you forget where you are. As his tongue fought to take
control I humped my hard dick into his abs.

As I shuddered from my climax someone hooted, then the whole room was
hooting and hollering. It was too late. I was in the throes of ecstasy.

As I finished I dropped my head onto his shoulder pads gasping for air. It
became dead quite in the room.

One guy started clapping, then two, then three. Pretty soon everyone was
clapping.

Embarrassed. No, that is too mild of a word but it didn't last long. I
thought I could show my love for Troy to the world and that made everything
okay.

Troy did not shower. He changed into his street clothes. I went out to wait
in the car. I was too embarrassed to wait in the locker room. Besides I was
worried seeing all those naked guys would make me do something stupid
again.

Troy dropped me off at the hospital so I could do rounds. I told him I
would text him when I was finished. He was going to see his mom at the
rehab center. Because of the school board meeting last night I didn't get
to see her but Troy did.

I was late so I caught up with them at the second room. As I walked in
everything stopped. They looked at me and yes, I blushed. I hate that.

Doctor Patterson said, "I hear you got the principal arrested for
disrupting the school."

More red, oh yes, very much more. Everyone laughed, even the patient.

We finished rounds and I texted Troy to pick me up. As I stood out front
waiting for him the intern who was my friend came out.

"I am so happy for you." He said as he gave me a hug. "I hope someday I can
have that."

Troy drove up while we were hugging. He gave me a questioning look through
the windshield.

As soon as I was in the car he said, "What was that?"

"What?" I said and smiled. I think he was a little jealous.

He just sat there. We were in the middle of the driveway and he didn't
move.

"Let's go." I said still smiling at him.

He didn't move. A car pulled up behind us.

"Fine!" he said, "I guess I deserve that." He put the car in gear and
started driving.

"He was just congratulating me." I said, "He is happy for us. He hopes
someday he can have what we have."

Troy smiled. The grin said he was proud of what we have.


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