Several things happened. Sam jumped up and followed Roger down the aisle. No one tried to stop him. Alexis, who was sitting on the aisle, brought her tennis-shoed foot up and snapped it forward into Roger's balls. He had changed into street clothes and no longer had on a cup. She was a healthy girl, with strong cheerleader legs. Two of the cheerleaders, finally coming to their senses, stood up and hovered over Alexis protectively.
Roger went down like a sack of cement. His piteous groans were music in Alexis's ears. Several people laughed. Sam stopped. In the dark no one could see the shock on his face.
Alexis stood up slowly. "Sam?" she said sweetly. You could have heard a pin drop. "My pussy is my own, and I'll be the one to decide who gets it and who doesn't. You can go sit down now little brother."
It was a riot after that. People laughed and cried and gave Sam a hard time, talking to him in falsetto voices, mimicking his sister, but he didn't care. He knew by the tone of her voice that she wasn't mad at him. They left Roger where he was. He eventually got up and hobbled back to the front of the bus, but the snot was gone from his manner.
4 hours later Alexis and Sam got in their old car and Alexis drove them home. It was quiet in the car, but it was an easy quiet, after all the noise and confusion of the night. They expected their parents to be home. They had driven to the game with a bunch of other parents, and should have been back long ago, but the house was dark. The phone was flashing at them when they went in. It was a message from their mother. A bunch of the parents had decided to celebrate and had rented motel rooms to stay the night because they were all going to get roaring drunk. She cautioned them not to do the same and hung up.
Sam was lying on his bed, reading and listening to music to fall asleep to when Alexis came in his door. She was wearing a T shirt that fit better and hung to her thighs. He pulled the headphones off. She looked delicious in the shirt, with her hair down, out of the ponytail she'd been wearing. While she'd gotten ready for bed, a most strange thing had happened as she thought about everything that had happened. Whether it was relief that she hadn't had to spread her legs for some boy, or the overwhelming sense of gratitude for her brother, whatever the reason she had come to a decision that would have shocked her to the core if she'd had time to think about it. But she didn't take time to think. She just made a decision.
She'd finally identified a boy she loved enough to give her virginity to.
"Hey" he said.
"I came to thank you" she said, walking toward him.
"No problem. Who'd have thought it?" he quipped.
"No, I mean it Sam, you saved me, and I love you for it." Her eyes were liquid in the dim light thrown by his reading lamp.
She was standing right by the bed now. The light highlighted her nipples in the shirt and she smelled good. Sam groaned inwardly as he felt his cock start to do its thing. He put the book down, open, across his gym shorts.
"Like I said, no problem."
Alexis leaned over and very deliberately kissed her brother on the lips. Hers were warm and soft. His were tight and surprised. Her tongue flicked out and licked the crease of his lips, seeking entry. He gasped and her tongue darted into his mouth. Her hand came to rest on his hard stomach and slid lower, heading for his stiffening cock.
When her hand hit the waistband of his shorts she broke the kiss. But her hand kept going. While she stared him in the eyes, her hand slid under the elastic, through the nest of hair and onto his cock. In the time it took her to do all this, he was rock hard.
"Alexis" he breathed. "What are you doing?"
"I'm paying off on the bet, little brother," she said, slowly fisting his cock and stroking it once.
"You .. you can't do that," he gasped.
"Why not? You won the game. You scored the winning points. You are the victor and I am the spoils." She stroked him again and his hips moved. It felt fantastic to have her hand on him.
"You don't have to do this Alexis," he huffed. "Remember? I saved you. You don't have to do anything," he moaned.
"I know you saved me. You saved me twice. Once from that horrible Ricky Ang, and again from Roger on the bus. And I love you for it, and I want to show you how much I love you for it." Her hand disappeared from his shorts and she lifted the T shirt. She was naked underneath it.
