MUMUS: Lunkheads No More
Not really feeling this story... but what can you do when you're on a deadline?
Requested By: Julia (requested via NBY)
Couple: Troy & Taylor
Rating: M
Quote: "I guess not all jocks are lunkheads after all"
Random Stuff:
- goggles
- basketball
- iPod nano
Dribble. Dribble. Fake left. Dribble. Dribble. Fake right. Jump. Shoot. Score.
“15 to 10,” Troy boasted as Chad grabbed the ball. “You ready to give up yet?”
“Not on your life,” Chad retorted as he threw the ball to Troy. “I didn’t want to have to do this, but I’m gonna have to break out my single guy swaga and show your married ass what it’s all about.”
“This I’ve gotta see,” Troy laughed. “Let’s see what’s left of your swaga after Sharpay left your sorry ass.”
“That’s cold man, real cold,” Chad muttered.
“Oh, so you can dish it but you can’t take it back?” Troy bounced the ball back at Chad and they started to play.
Dribble. Dribble. Fake Left. Zoom right. Jump. Slam dunk.
“Hell ya, that’s what I’m talking about!” Chad gloated. “Take that married man.”
“All I gotta say is I’d take sex over a slam dunk any day,” Troy stated. “What’s it been now, a couple months, since you had sex?”
“Shut up man,” Chad replied. “Or I’ll tell Taylor and you won’t be getting any sex either.”
“I’d deny ever saying it,” Troy fired back.
“Yeah, well, she’ll side with me ‘cause Sharpay broke my heart,” Chad said as he dramatically placed his hand over his heart and batted his eyelashes.
“You’re pathetic,” Troy rolled his eyes then tossed the ball at his friend. “Now come on, lose the game already.”
“Why? Are you getting tired?” Chad asked, placing the ball on his hip. “Is all that sex wearing you out?”
Instead of answering, Troy punched the ball out of Chad’s arms and ran to get it with Chad following. Troy got to it first and just as he was shooting it, the gate opened and Taylor and Gabriella came through and he air-balled the basketball.
“AIR BALL!” Chad cackled then winced when Troy socked him in the arm.
“How’s the game going?” Gabriella asked the guys while Taylor went into the house for waters.
“I kicked his ass,” Chad stated.
“Last time I check it was 15 to 13, my lead,” Troy retorted as Taylor returned with four bottles of water.
“Air ball rule,” Chad replied. “It’s always been worth 3 points; therefore the final score is 16 to 15.”
“You and your stupid rules,” Troy rolled his eyes.
“You helped come up with them,” Chad shrugged.
“So, Chad, how are you doing?” Gabriella asked, changing the subject.
“I’ve been alright,” Chad shrugged. “Adjusting to everything, ya know?”
“Yeah,” Gabriella nodded. “I’ve been meaning to ask you if could come over and help me put some furniture together.”
“Sure, why not,” Chad shrugged. “When?”
“How about tonight?” Gabriella suggested. “And we can get take out or something.”
“Alright, sounds good,” Chad said. “We can do it now, if you’d like. Well, after I go home and shower and get my tools.”
“Yeah, that’s fine, I gotta shower too,” Gabriella nodded. “That two mile run really got me sweaty.”
“Yeah, but it feels good,” Chad nodded. “I have to run home actually, I didn’t bring my car.”
“I can give you a ride,” Gabriella offered. “Especially since you’re helping me on a Friday night.”
“That’d be great,” Chad smiled. “I’m ready to go when you are.”
“Alright, then let’s go,” Gabriella replied then turned to Taylor and Troy who were standing to the side. “We’ll see you guys later.”
As they left the backyard, Troy heard Gabriella ask Chad if he could help her setup her iPod Nano.
“My God that girl is obvious,” Taylor laughed once Gabriella and Chad were out of ear shot. “She needs to just tell him she likes him already.”
“Wait, she likes him?” Troy asked, looking at his wife confused.
“Uh, yeah she was flirting with him hardcore,” Taylor replied. “And the putting furniture together stuff? Please. She doesn’t need his help.”
“Then why did she ask him to help her?”
“The same reason I pulled the strap from my chemistry goggles then asked you to fix it in high school,” Taylor replied.
“You did that on purpose?”
“My God, Troy, you can be such a lunkhead!” Taylor exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. “Of course I did it on purpose. Do you know how hard it was to remove the strap from the goggles? It took twice as long as it did to put it back in!”
“I don’t get it, then why did you do it?”
“To get you to notice me,” Taylor replied, lowering her voice. “I wanted to get to know you, even though you’re a total lunkhead.”
“You say that, but here we are, married til death do us part,” he smiled, finally catching on. “So I obviously did something right.”
“Yeah, I guess you did finally pick up on all my hints,” she replied.
“So, I guess not all jocks are lunkheads after all, are we?”
“The good ones aren’t,” Taylor smiled. “And you my love, are one of the best.”
Troy smiled then leaned over and captured her lips in his, but their moment was abruptly ended by the ringing of Taylor’s cell phone.
“It’s Gabriella,” Taylor said after checking. She gave Troy an apologetic smile before answering the phone.
Any hope Troy had about the phone call being short was dashed when he heard a slew of questions come flying from Gabriella’s mouth. They came so quickly he wondered how Taylor was able to make sense of it all.
Shaking his head, Troy went into the house to take a shower. He thought about calling Chad to warn him, but decided to not ruin the surprise.
Entering the master bathroom, he stripped off his clothes and climbed into the open shower. He was in the middle of washing his hair when he felt her slip her arms around his waist.
“You started without me,” she pouted, rubbing her hands up and down on his wet torso.
“You were in disaster control mode,” he replied.
She let him go so he could rinse the soap out of his hair then she joined him under the spray of the shower head. Their lips met as their bodies pressed together. The hot spray of the shower and the steam added with the passion in their kisses brought them to being ready quickly.
Troy pushed Taylor up against the shower wall and lifted one of her legs up before sliding his manhood into her folds. They moved together until they both came.
“You have definitely aren’t a lunkhead,” Taylor smiled, her face flushed from everything. “Let’s hope Chad isn’t one.”
Meanwhile, Gabriella was pacing the living room waiting for Chad to arrive. She was nervous about Chad coming over.
Hearing the doorbell ring, she smoothed the dress she had put on then went to answer the door. She froze in the doorway when she found Chad standing on her doorstep dressed in a pair of khaki slacks and a dark blue button down shirt with a bottle of wine.
“You look beautiful,” he said.
“You look great too,” she replied after letting him into the house. “So, you figured it out?”
“Yeah,” he nodded. “It took me a few minutes but then I remembered the Habitat for Humanity projects that you bring your own tool belt for and the fact that you work with computers. Then I might have had a little help.”
“Troy?”
“Taylor.”
“Some best friend she is!” Gabriella laughed. “Sharing all my secrets.”
“Well maybe some secrets are better off as not being secrets,” Chad shrugged.
Before Gabriella could reply, Chad pulled her to his chest and kissed her lips.
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Requested By: Julia (requested via NBY)
Couple: Troy & Taylor
Rating: M
Quote: "I guess not all jocks are lunkheads after all"
Random Stuff:
- goggles
- basketball
- iPod nano
Dribble. Dribble. Fake left. Dribble. Dribble. Fake right. Jump. Shoot. Score.
“15 to 10,” Troy boasted as Chad grabbed the ball. “You ready to give up yet?”
“Not on your life,” Chad retorted as he threw the ball to Troy. “I didn’t want to have to do this, but I’m gonna have to break out my single guy swaga and show your married ass what it’s all about.”
“This I’ve gotta see,” Troy laughed. “Let’s see what’s left of your swaga after Sharpay left your sorry ass.”
“That’s cold man, real cold,” Chad muttered.
“Oh, so you can dish it but you can’t take it back?” Troy bounced the ball back at Chad and they started to play.
Dribble. Dribble. Fake Left. Zoom right. Jump. Slam dunk.
“Hell ya, that’s what I’m talking about!” Chad gloated. “Take that married man.”
“All I gotta say is I’d take sex over a slam dunk any day,” Troy stated. “What’s it been now, a couple months, since you had sex?”
“Shut up man,” Chad replied. “Or I’ll tell Taylor and you won’t be getting any sex either.”
“I’d deny ever saying it,” Troy fired back.
“Yeah, well, she’ll side with me ‘cause Sharpay broke my heart,” Chad said as he dramatically placed his hand over his heart and batted his eyelashes.
“You’re pathetic,” Troy rolled his eyes then tossed the ball at his friend. “Now come on, lose the game already.”
“Why? Are you getting tired?” Chad asked, placing the ball on his hip. “Is all that sex wearing you out?”
Instead of answering, Troy punched the ball out of Chad’s arms and ran to get it with Chad following. Troy got to it first and just as he was shooting it, the gate opened and Taylor and Gabriella came through and he air-balled the basketball.
“AIR BALL!” Chad cackled then winced when Troy socked him in the arm.
“How’s the game going?” Gabriella asked the guys while Taylor went into the house for waters.
“I kicked his ass,” Chad stated.
“Last time I check it was 15 to 13, my lead,” Troy retorted as Taylor returned with four bottles of water.
“Air ball rule,” Chad replied. “It’s always been worth 3 points; therefore the final score is 16 to 15.”
“You and your stupid rules,” Troy rolled his eyes.
“You helped come up with them,” Chad shrugged.
“So, Chad, how are you doing?” Gabriella asked, changing the subject.
“I’ve been alright,” Chad shrugged. “Adjusting to everything, ya know?”
“Yeah,” Gabriella nodded. “I’ve been meaning to ask you if could come over and help me put some furniture together.”
“Sure, why not,” Chad shrugged. “When?”
“How about tonight?” Gabriella suggested. “And we can get take out or something.”
“Alright, sounds good,” Chad said. “We can do it now, if you’d like. Well, after I go home and shower and get my tools.”
“Yeah, that’s fine, I gotta shower too,” Gabriella nodded. “That two mile run really got me sweaty.”
“Yeah, but it feels good,” Chad nodded. “I have to run home actually, I didn’t bring my car.”
“I can give you a ride,” Gabriella offered. “Especially since you’re helping me on a Friday night.”
“That’d be great,” Chad smiled. “I’m ready to go when you are.”
“Alright, then let’s go,” Gabriella replied then turned to Taylor and Troy who were standing to the side. “We’ll see you guys later.”
As they left the backyard, Troy heard Gabriella ask Chad if he could help her setup her iPod Nano.
“My God that girl is obvious,” Taylor laughed once Gabriella and Chad were out of ear shot. “She needs to just tell him she likes him already.”
“Wait, she likes him?” Troy asked, looking at his wife confused.
“Uh, yeah she was flirting with him hardcore,” Taylor replied. “And the putting furniture together stuff? Please. She doesn’t need his help.”
“Then why did she ask him to help her?”
“The same reason I pulled the strap from my chemistry goggles then asked you to fix it in high school,” Taylor replied.
“You did that on purpose?”
“My God, Troy, you can be such a lunkhead!” Taylor exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. “Of course I did it on purpose. Do you know how hard it was to remove the strap from the goggles? It took twice as long as it did to put it back in!”
“I don’t get it, then why did you do it?”
“To get you to notice me,” Taylor replied, lowering her voice. “I wanted to get to know you, even though you’re a total lunkhead.”
“You say that, but here we are, married til death do us part,” he smiled, finally catching on. “So I obviously did something right.”
“Yeah, I guess you did finally pick up on all my hints,” she replied.
“So, I guess not all jocks are lunkheads after all, are we?”
“The good ones aren’t,” Taylor smiled. “And you my love, are one of the best.”
Troy smiled then leaned over and captured her lips in his, but their moment was abruptly ended by the ringing of Taylor’s cell phone.
“It’s Gabriella,” Taylor said after checking. She gave Troy an apologetic smile before answering the phone.
Any hope Troy had about the phone call being short was dashed when he heard a slew of questions come flying from Gabriella’s mouth. They came so quickly he wondered how Taylor was able to make sense of it all.
Shaking his head, Troy went into the house to take a shower. He thought about calling Chad to warn him, but decided to not ruin the surprise.
Entering the master bathroom, he stripped off his clothes and climbed into the open shower. He was in the middle of washing his hair when he felt her slip her arms around his waist.
“You started without me,” she pouted, rubbing her hands up and down on his wet torso.
“You were in disaster control mode,” he replied.
She let him go so he could rinse the soap out of his hair then she joined him under the spray of the shower head. Their lips met as their bodies pressed together. The hot spray of the shower and the steam added with the passion in their kisses brought them to being ready quickly.
Troy pushed Taylor up against the shower wall and lifted one of her legs up before sliding his manhood into her folds. They moved together until they both came.
“You have definitely aren’t a lunkhead,” Taylor smiled, her face flushed from everything. “Let’s hope Chad isn’t one.”
Meanwhile, Gabriella was pacing the living room waiting for Chad to arrive. She was nervous about Chad coming over.
Hearing the doorbell ring, she smoothed the dress she had put on then went to answer the door. She froze in the doorway when she found Chad standing on her doorstep dressed in a pair of khaki slacks and a dark blue button down shirt with a bottle of wine.
“You look beautiful,” he said.
“You look great too,” she replied after letting him into the house. “So, you figured it out?”
“Yeah,” he nodded. “It took me a few minutes but then I remembered the Habitat for Humanity projects that you bring your own tool belt for and the fact that you work with computers. Then I might have had a little help.”
“Troy?”
“Taylor.”
“Some best friend she is!” Gabriella laughed. “Sharing all my secrets.”
“Well maybe some secrets are better off as not being secrets,” Chad shrugged.
Before Gabriella could reply, Chad pulled her to his chest and kissed her lips.
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