A Teacher's Love (Under Construction)

Chapter 7

I had left the hospital with Mr. Jones over and hour ago and since I told Logan not to report himself I haven’t said a word. It wasn’t hard or easy. I just didn’t have anything to say. It was like all of my energy and life was zapped out of me when my parents walked in the room.

I shook my head lightly.

‘No I gotta get that out of my head. I can’t keep dwelling in the past knowing it would only effect my future.’ I thought to myself as I began to look out the window again. Buildings and trees just passed by. Everything being doused in the rain.

“Jack you ok?” asked Mr. Jones looking at me and at the road again. I just nodded.

‘He seems to care about me a lot which is weird cause I never asked for help. He just took matters into his own hands. That reminds me…how did I end up in the hospital?’ I looked at him and he sighed not seeing any results of some sort. Then he smiled and looked at me.

“Wanna get some ice cream?” I felt a smile grow on my face and I nodded. He only chuckled and pulled into a Dairy Queen. My smile soon faded and I was covering myself up with myself. I forgot I had little to no clothes on only some underwear and a pair of pants. He saw this and chuckled reaching in the back seat for my old shirt that I arrived in. It was washed and stuff along with all my other clothes.

I put it on and started to smile again my markings turning green. He pulled up to  the drive threw and they asked him what we wanted. He ordered a number five which was a chocolate chip vanilla blast. He looked at me.

“What do you want?” I held up seven fingers and on the menu it was a Strawberry swirl.

“I can’t hear you Jack what did you want again? You gotta speak up Jack I can’t hear well in this ear.” He chuckled. I pouted knowing he just wants to get me to talk.

“I want a number seven…” I said quietly crossing my arms pouting. He only smiled and ordered it for me and we drove up to the window and paid for our food. I tried to pay for mine but he wouldn’t let me.

He parked in the parking lot and ate our food. I melted tasting my favorite treat.

“I want you to trust me Jack. If you would talk to only one person I want it to be me. I wanna help you.” He said looking at me.

“Last person I trusted pushed me out a window to die.” I said quietly licking my ice cream as it ran down the cone. I saw a vanilla trail running down his cone and was about to drip on his pants…mainly his crotch. I quickly leaned over and licked it up. He was shocked. I stuck out my tongue and licked my ice cream pretending nothing happen.

“Hey! That was mine!” he said playfully.

“You should have got it.” I smiled and took a bite of my ice cream. He leaned over and took a bite of my ice cream cone. I looked at him my mouth wide with shock. He didn’t!

“Mmm! Strawberry.” He smiled swallowing his bite he stole from me. I looked at him like he was crazy.

“You didn’t!” I looked at you cone. There was a huge hole at the bottom where he took the bite. You could see the ice scream inside.

“I did!” He chuckled eating his own again. I leaned over and tried to take a bite of his ice cream but he moved it away from me.

“Nope! Mine!” He chuckled. I pouted.

“Not fair! You ate some of mine.” I pouted and he chuckled and held it up for me to take a bite. I went up to it to take a bite and looked at him and he smiled. I took a small bite and he shoved it in my face laughing. I sat back and tried licking it off my nose and mouth.

“Jerk! You think that’s funny?” I asked him as he nodded laughing. I reached out and tried to dump my ice cream on him but I missed. He rose his arm knocking it out of my hand and it fell on my crotch and when I reached for it quickly I smashed it to my crotch making it soak all the way down to my privet parts.

I shivered and he just laughed harder as he reached in the glove compartment and pulled out some napkins. I tried to take them away but he wouldn’t let me. I felt like a little kid. That’s when I felt his hand grab my crotch.

“EEP!” I squeaked and he rubbed the ice cream off with a napkin still laughing hard. I blushed as he cleaned my crotch making my markings turn pink. He then sat up and stopped laughing when he looked at me.

“What’s wrong?” he asked with a concerned face. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings.”

“Its not that it’s just…you touched my…crotch…” I said blushing harder my markings glowing.

“OH! Ok I get it. I understand.” He said and made me look at him then he licked my nose. I blushed even more. He then took a napkin and rubbed it on my nose and cheek getting the ice cream off me. I slowly calmed.

“Not even my ex-boy friend touched me their…” I said quietly. His eyes grew wide.

“Wait! You’re gay?” He asked. I nodded.

“Cool. Hey if you want since you’ve already taken all the classes you need to graduate I can change your schedule to where you in my class all day.” He smiled. I looked at him.

“You’re ok with me being gay?” I asked. He nodded.

“Well yeah. Everyone deserves to be happy right?” He smiled and rubbed my head making me chuckle.

“Yeah I guess your right and about the class change would that mean I’d have to go to the football field with you too?” He nodded. I groaned.

“I hate football!” Now it was his turn to look at me crazy. Needless to say we had a long talk about this on the way home.           

“Well here we are.” He said driving up in my drive way to my parent’s house. “Want me to come in with you?” I nodded unsure what might be inside. He only chuckled and we got out and went inside.

The living room was bland nothing but a couch, a recliner, and a flat screen TV. We ended up exploring the whole house and came to the conclusion it was safe.

“I’ll come by tomorrow to pick you up for school and help you pack. Ok?” he said walking to his car. I nodded with a smile.

“And Jack?” he said getting my attention, “its good to see you smiling again.” He smiled and got in his car. I chuckled closing the door behind me. I stood in the middle of the living and it came to me I needed a shower due to the fact I was still sticky from the ice cream incident.

I walked up stairs and smiled. He was nice to me and I liked him. Wait…I like him? I’m not falling in love with my teacher am I?  I discarded my clothes and walk into the bathroom stepping in my shower and turning on the water.

I sighed as it hit my chest. Images of my teacher naked in the hospital from when he was stabbed flashed threw my mind. God he is a wonderful man and sexy as hell! I looked down and knew I was in love with my teacher.

“Fuck!” I groaned finding my member erect. I loved my teacher!