Do Not Touch!

(Author's Note:Thankyou to my fantastic beta Maxieslease.)



Do Not Touch



Chapter 3

Edward was in a very good playful mood so he jumped for Jack and pulled off his shirt. Jack was too stunned to even move. Edward was used to dealing with his family who thought nothing of modesty as long as all the most important parts were covered. He had shared a bedroom with four other brothers growing up so he had almost no modesty either. He wasn't prepared for what he saw when the shirt was off. Jack crossed his hands over his chest but it did little to hide the massive bruises and scars covering his chest. His back was even worse with many scars that crisscrossed. It looked like someone had beaten him with a whip. Edward was horrified hoping he hadn't injured Jack further with his playing around. He felt tears leaking out of his eyes.

Jack looked horrified at Mr. Theodore. He never wanted anyone to see him. He was ugly. No one would ever want him. Jack thought Mr. Theodore was about to hit him as he lunged for him but this was almost as bad. Then he felt something engulf him in heat and he was pressed against a hard wall of warmth. It felt so good, it didn't hurt him or make him feel bad in the least and for the first time in his life he felt good.

Edward hugged him. He never hugged students but this was exception. Jack had looked so lost. Jack felt great pressed against him. He snuggled against him a bit more. He found himself getting a bit more excited than he should have been so he slowly pulled away.

"Come on, let's get you in the hot tub, it will help all those bruises and then I will rub some cream on them when you are out." Jack took off his pants by the hot tub and his legs were nearly as bad as his chest and back. There wasn't one square inch below his neck that wasn't covered by a bruise or scar. Jack winced as he lowered himself into the water. The jets were making the water bubble and it was really hot. It felt so good against his muscles. He sighed contently as he started to relax. His days were never this good. He was never full or happy. His meanest teacher managed to make him the happiest he ever was in his life. He saw the irony in it and smirked.

Edward grabbed his pseudo briefcase. It was a carrying case meant to hold files or paperwork. He brought it out to a table by the hot tub. The whole area had air conditioning and heat so he could swim even in winter although the water did get a little bit cold. He was thinking about getting someone to convert it to a heated pool. If Jack stayed longer than a couple of days he would get someone to do it. Cold water would just aggravate his muscles. He proceeded to grade some essays one of his English classes had turned in the week before. Words like dunderheads and dunces ran through his head until he came across Jack's paper. He read through the entire thing. The students had been told to talk about their happiest memory in a two-page essay. Jack talked about going to a feast and he felt so safe, warm and loved. The last couple of paragraphs were about how it was it his happiest memory even if it was just a dream. Edward nearly cried. He gave him a ninety-seven. It was a great paper and it deserved it but had a couple of spelling errors.

Jack nearly fell asleep but he knew he shouldn't so he decided it was time to get out. Mr. Theodore had finished grading his papers and was just staring at the table. The entire enclosed area around the pool was made of glass so you could just sit back and watch the clouds rolling by or even better the stars.

"Mr. Theodore, is it alright if I go change back into my regular clothes now?" Jack asked his teacher, who jerked startled with surprise at hearing Jack.

"Yes, let me get you some clean clothes first though." Edward went to one of the closets in his room that was filled with spare clothing. He used one closet for himself and one closet for any clothes that were accidentally left over to never be retrieved again. It was a great many. He found a couple of shirts he thought would fit Jack a couple of pairs of nice boxer briefs and a few pairs of socks. The pants were a bit trickier. He found one pair of pants that would work and one pair of long shorts. They would just have to do.

Jack waited at the door to the bedroom. He didn't even look inside. His teacher might not beat him but that didn't mean he wouldn’t get mad at Jack for invading his privacy. Mr. Theodore brought out some very nice clothes. Nicer ones than he had ever worn in his entire life.

"Go put on some boxers and then I will rub down your muscles with the cream and then you can put on the rest of your clothes, I will wait outside of your door, just call me when you are ready." Edward said as he handed Jack the clothes. He went and got the cream and then waited outside of the door.

"Ready." Jack yelled through the door. He was lying on the bed dressed in just his boxer briefs and socks. He was lying on his stomach. Edward immediately knew it was a mistake. Even with the sight of the bruises Jack was still very sexy and lying on the bed like that made him very tempting. His behind was perfectly round. It was perfect. He usually was attracted to men with more experience but he guessed it was because of all that Jack went through that made him as attractive. He tried not to think about the heat slowly pooling to his groin and just focus on applying the cream to all of Jack's bruises. Jack winced quite a few times as some of the bruises were very tender. Edward rubbed Jack's muscular arms and down his back. He didn't have an ounce of fat on his body. He rubbed his back and Jack made little mewling sounds indicating how good it felt. Edward was getting hard. It was a good thing that Jack was laying face down because the tent was easily seen.

"Mr. Theodore can you go out for a minute?" Edward wondered about this. Edward left the room and went to his own restroom to take care of his problem. He thought about anything besides Jack. He quickly cleaned up and waited outside of Jack’s door. He heard a flush. Jack must have had to use the restroom. Jack called out a few seconds later and said he was ready. He walked into the room and Jack was lying on his back with a pillow placed right over the middle of his boxer briefs. He guessed Jack really was shy. He spent the next twenty minutes rubbing Jack's front down with the cream. Jack fell asleep. He had long lashes that quivered as he breathed out. He looked so innocent it was heart breaking to know how cruel Jack's parents were to him. Edward quietly left the room.

He took a shower. He left both doors to the bathroom open so he would hear if Jack needed anything then went to his bedroom. He didn't usually go to bed this early but the day had been long and stressful. He got in his bed and drifted off into slumber. He woke up sometime in the night with something warm huddled against him. He shifted a little closer to the warmth and put his arm around it. If felt well. He snuggled back into a contented sleep.

The rays from the sun woke him. He was kissing a neck of some sort. He woke up from his dream. He opened his eyes and found himself looking into the bright hazel eyes of Jack. Jack was smiling at him and then noticed he was awake and frowned. Edward was in a good mood from a restful sleep. He smiled at Jack and got up from the bed. Jack had probably had a nightmare or something. He couldn't begrudge the teen any comfort he needed and it wasn't like it harmed Edward any even if his body had less than pure thoughts.

"So what would you like for breakfast?" Edward asked Jack. No one had ever asked Jack anything like that ever. He had been cooking ever since he could remember. He never even had any food that he didn't cook. Last night had been the first time and now his teacher was actually asking his opinion on something. Jack couldn't help but giving his teacher a million watt smile.

"I can have anything I want?" Jack asked hesitantly

"Sure, anything you want." Edward liked making Jack happy. It was only six in the morning. He usually slept in on the weekends but he had gone to bed awfully early the night before.

Jack thought about all the breakfast foods he had ever had before but there was one thing his parents had never let him have because they thought it would make him lazy. He had never had cereal.

"Can I have cereal?" Edward kind of frowned at this. He could have anything he wanted and he wanted cereal? Edward just couldn't believe it.

"Um. Sure but why do you want that?" Jack looked kind of sad and Edward was quick to stop him from getting sad.

"Its fine, sorry I just thought you might like something with a little bit more work, I have to run to the store to grab some milk, grab a shower, I am pretty sure there is shampoo and stuff in your bathroom but if there’s not grab some out of mine, I will be back in about twenty minutes." Edward quickly threw on clothes and went to the store. He felt so bad at making Jack sad that he bought him eight different kinds of cereals. He also bought him some vitamins and high calorie energy bars. The cereal didn't really have enough calories. He also stocked up on some items he needed such as cheese and the stuff to make more lasagna. He also got personal products for the teen such as cologne, body spray, a brush, a toothbrush, and various other odds and ends. He had spent a couple of hundred dollars by the time he left but if it made Jack smile again it was worth it.

He got back to the house and the table was set completely differently but just as nice as the night before with a completely different centerpiece made completely of fruits that he'd had in the fridge.

"Jack, the table looks awesome, my mother would kill for your skill with decorating, If you get to meet her you have to do something like this when she comes over, she will completely rave over it, thank you for going to so much trouble, now sit down. I'll put away the groceries. I don't want you pulling anything." Jack was amazed that his teacher didn't make him do it by himself or even help at all because he was hurt. His parents were never so considerate.

Edward yelled from the kitchen "What kind of cereal do you want?" Jack had no clue since he had never tasted the stuff so he went into the kitchen. Edward had finished putting away everything but a bag of stuff that looked vaguely familiar as stuff his parents had and a bunch of boxes of cereal. He examined each one by one and finally decided on one with marshmallows that had a leprechaun on the front.

"What kinds do you want, Mr. Theodore?" Jack asked him as he held up a box. Edward could care less about cereal. It all got soggy eventually.

"Whatever you are holding is fine. Why don't you pour us some while I pour us some orange juice?" Edward asked him. Jack nodded then went off to do just that. Jack had already made them coffee and poured then cold water. The boy was a pleasure to have around the house. He was considerate and helpful and he didn't complain at all. He had good table manners even if he didn't know which fork to use when using an eight-piece set but that was easily remedied. Edward probably wouldn't have noticed but he was studying Jack very closely.

They sat and enjoyed breakfast. Jack ate a bowl and decided that he preferred omelets and the like but cereal was ok if you were in a hurry or for a snack. He ate his bowlful then went and made them both four cheese grilled cheeses without Edward even asking him to. The grilled cheese was much better than the cereal but Jack was happy to finally be able to try some. He grimaced when Edward told him he had to eat a power bar.

"I don't wanna." Jack said to Edward. Jack had never said no to anything Edward had told him before. He wondered why Jack was rebelling over a little thing. It clicked in his mind that Jack ate much smaller portions than Edward and that Jack might throw up if Edward made him but he wondered why Jack just didn't tell him so.

"Why, can't you eat it?” Edward asked just to make sure.

"I don't think I can." Jack looked down sadly. Edward pulled him into a hug and rested his chin on his head. He enjoyed physical affection. There were not a lot of hugs to go around when he was growing up and he missed it.

"It's ok but you have to eat it when you’re ready, you are way too small for your age and we are going to change that." Jack nodded his head in agreement to it.

"So I finished all my grading last night so I have all weekend free. What do you want to do?" Edward asked Jack. Edward was up for just about anything. He hadn't really gotten out of the house in a while and his job didn't really count. It was being in a box eight hours a day babysitting children who had no interest in what he was saying or what he had to teach. He didn't really want to teach remedial English but it had been the only position open at the school near his house and the rest of the teachers had tenure. He was up for tenure in seven years if he could stick it out that long. His only hope of a better position at this point was one of the other teachers dying or retiring and he didn't wish death on anyone. He had an idea that one of the history teaches would retire at the end of the year but it was just a rumor and never put stock in those.

"Anything you want to do is fine." Jack said. He had never really been anywhere so he had no idea what was fun to do. His education was limited to the four walls of his classrooms and the house he spent all his time cleaning and slaving over.

"I have an idea. Lets go to the mall." Mr. Theodore said all happily. It was kind of scary. Usually your teachers aren't ever happy and when they are it usually means bad news for any one in that class.

"Um, ok." Jack said scared.

end of chapter 3

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