Page 6 of Tutoring Mr. Hotshot

Groaning, I collapse back on the bed, the fight draining from me as quickly as it came. “I did miss you, but I like sleep too. Why are you waking me up so early?”

“Because I brought breakfast, and Ma said I could.”

“Actually, I think she said you could come kindly wake up your brother. This doesn’t seem all that kind, Daddy.” I turn my head to see Raymond, my brother’s boyfriend, waiting in the door. “Hey, Rodney. Sorry about him.”

I smile, despite barely being able to breath.Did I mention I have a boulder atop my chest?!

“All good. Struggling to get air, though. Maybe he could...”

Aries pops up before I finish my sentence. I gasp, desperate for some air to return to my body. It’s embarrassing how little it takes to restrain me.

“We need to get you in the gym, nugget. Your endurance is shit.”

“Not all of us are professional athletes, Aries. What good would going to the gym do for me?”

He shrugs. “I don’t know. Bell says working out helps everybody.”

“Does Finn workout?”

Finn is Bell’s — aka Bellamy’s — partner. Bell plays on the same team as Aries, and they also happen to be best friends.

While the two athletes are built with stacks on stacks of muscle, Finn and I are the complete opposite.

“I mean — not that I know of. Doesn’t mean you can’t though. Maybe you and Raymond could join us?” Aries turns a hopeful look towards his boyfriend.

Raymond takes a step back, hands raised. “Absolutely not. I’m good like this. And I think Rodney is good too. Not all of us are built to be smushed beneath defensive linemen.”

My brother swaggers forward. “You didn’t mind being… oomph!”

“Ignore anything you just heard,” Raymond pleas. “He’s clearly lost it. I’ll take him down. You can come join us when you’re ready.”

They leave me alone with their final words rolling around in my head. Of course, I don’t want to think of my brother that way. His sex life is really none of my business.

Instead, I focus on the other part of the entire interaction. The part that drew my attention and held it more than I care to admit.

“Daddy.”

Such a simple word, yet so powerful.

It’s no secret that Aries and Bellamy are both kinky. From what I understand, they’re not the only athletes in Bellport who are that way either. I’ve seen Brutal Bishop, the Bears hockey star, with his boyfriend. They’ve definitely got some Dom/sub action happening.

Then there’s Jake Bellport and his two partners. Total Daddies if I had to bet.

When you factor in the other outliers I’ve noticed too like Jett Fawkes, who I would guess is little to his core, you start to see the patterns. You also get more than a bit curious of how it all works.

I’m not saying Iwanta Daddy.

I’m also not saying Idon’t wantone.

The issue is that I’m an academic. I like learning about things I don’t understand. This is just another instance of such. I want to know why people choose these relationship dynamics. What does it bring them? Are they happy? Is it really so amazing?

I might not know the answers to the first and last question, but the ‘are they happy’ would be a resounding ‘yes’ across the board. I’ve never seen these men more content than after they’ve started these relationships.

Shaking myself from the train of thought, I get up and get dressed for the day. I’m really early but maybe getting to campus sooner than normal won’t be so bad. I can head to the library to get in some quiet study time. Heaven knows I won’t be able to get any work done with my brother around.

Downstairs, I’m met with the sound of Aries excitedly telling a story while Ma and Raymond giggle at his theatrics. Ma spots me first, jumping up to come fuss over me.

I love the woman to pieces, though she can be a tad overbearing. Granted, when your youngest child becomes something of a prodigy and starts skipping grades faster than you can sign the waivers and IEP forms, it gets daunting. She didn’t even want to let me go to college so early at first. It was only when my teachers convinced her there was nothing further they could offer me that she agreed.

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