By Gerbil

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Part 2: BJ punishes Stacie's half-brother

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When David finds out that his sister has a female lover, he goes berserk, and forbids it. That is his big mistake, as BJ teaches him a brutal lesson about meddling in Stacie's affairs.

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David Martin was home for break from College, and he agreed to go with his sister, Stacie to a basketball game. It would be good to relive some nice memories when he was a 6'5" All Conference Forward for the Fighting Dukes, his high school team. He took his skills to college, and bulked up a bit to a fit 235 pounds, and he was playing better than ever.

Dave was surprised when they arrived and he discovered that they were not going to be watching the boys game, but the girls varsity. It was hardly what he was looking forward to. At least Stacie wasn't cheer leading tonight because of a sprained ankle, so they could sit together and just catch up on things if the game got too boring.

The two siblings, though not fully blood related had always had a pretty close relationship when they were growing up, and David sensed that something was on Stacie's mind as they watched the girls run up and down the court. After some prodding, Stacie decided to take a chance after wondering and worrying about her brother's reaction.

"Okay David. I do have something on my mind and hope you'll support me in it."

"You know I've always been there for you squirt, and always will be."

Stacie bit her lip and silently said, "I hope so. I invited you to the basketball game to tell you something. Even though you can be a bit of a pain at times telling me what to do and not do, I know you care about me, and I value your opinion. See number 23 out there on the court?"

"Yeah, I see her. Great ball player, but she seems to be a little on the muscular side to be a basketball player. If she were a guy, I would say that wrestling or football would suit her frame better. Holy Shit, did you see her just dunk the ball? Her vertical leap must be at least 48 inches."

 "David, I didn't invite you here to judge her basketball abilities."

"What did you invite me here for then? I have a feeling it wasn't just to watch a girls' basketball game."

"Well...what do you think of her looks?"

"She's not bad in the face...pretty nice actually, but look at those muscles in her arms. Her friggin' biceps just bulge every time she dribbles the ball, and her calf and

Thigh muscles look like they are going to break through her skin, when she moves up and down the court. I'd never date her an don't know of many guys who would."

"Well, I have noticed the muscles; all of them, and that is precisely why I would date her."

"The hell you would. No sister of mine is going to go chasing after some lesbian jock. Does dad know about this?"

Stacie gave a sly smile, and said, "You remember the time he got beat up in that bar fight? Well, it wasn't exactly the truth. Pointing toward the court, she added, "BJ did it to him."

Bullshit! No way a teenage girl did that to him. Damn, I can't believe you turned Lez on me Stace. I want you to stay away from that muscle-bound bitch; and that's an order."

Stacie fumed, and they sat in silence for the rest of the game in silence. She had never known her brother to be closed minded, or a bigot before, and she was both hurt, and angry as hell.

As the game ended, David got up and said, "Come on Sis, we've gotta get home."

"You go ahead. BJ said she would give me a ride."

"The hell she will. Now get your ass up and let's go. You're going with me."

BJ was observing the ensuing argument from the court and when she saw David dragging

his sister out of the gym and into the hall, she took off after them.

"Hey Stacie. Anything wrong?"

David released his hold on Stacie's arm, and glared at BJ who had caught up to them. Stacie rubbed her sore arm and said, "Yeah, it seems my wonderful brother I respected so much when we were growing up. 

Without taking his chilling gaze from BJ, David spat out; "It's plain that you don't even respect yourself, wanting to be with this muscle bound tramp."

BJ gave a half smile and looked at Stacie. "It's plain to see that the males in your family are all a little short on manners."

David seethed and said, "I heard what you supposedly did to my father, and I would have loved to have been the one with the opportunity to kick your ass."

A small crowd of the rest of BJ's teammates had gathered as she looked at the padded wrestling room two doors down. "I'm a little tired after the game, but after your comments, I would love to give you that opportunity. Want to step in the wrestling room?"

"You're on."

Stacie and BJ entered first, and David turned after entering and stopped BJ's teammates who were closely following. "Sorry girls, but this is a private matter. You can pick up the pieces of your friend in about ten minutes." With that he closed the door and moved to the side of the room to strip down to his briefs. Hope you girls don't mind, but I don't want to take a chance of messing up my good clothes with your blood. I've never hit a female in my life, but the way I figure it, I clobber you, and still not have hit a woman."

Stacie was livid and said, "David I have never seen you like this, and I hope she tears you up."

"Fat chance little sister, and I'll deal with you later."

BJ had kicked off her tennis shoes and removed her socks for better traction. Her shorts and tank top uniform were drenched in sweat from the game, but the sweat only highlighted her superbly conditioned body, making each muscle stand out and glisten.

David was a complete contrast to BJ. Tall and wiry, he did not have BJ's bulk, but he did have the seven-inch height advantage, plus he outweighed her by 45 pounds.

The two opponents moved to the center of the mat, and just as Stacie called out to BJ, David let a hard punch fly to BJ's stomach and followed it up with a right to her cheek, sending her to the mat.

Rubbing her cheek and shaking it off, she looked up at David smiling down at her with his fists still bulled up. "I guess this means we've started the fight."

"That's right you fucking she-male tramp. Now get up so I can finish this."

BJ rose slowly and took another punch to the gut, which she was ready for this time. It didn't seem to phase her, but David was able to use his long reach to alternately punch her face and her stomach, and Stacie became frantic when she saw a small stream of blood start to flow from the corer of BJ's left eye. She screamed out "Stop it David," but he continued to punch like a wild man.

BJ was finally have to get him in a clinch, and the only punches he could throw from close range were to her tensed abs, which could easily absorb his punishment without too much damage. After ten seconds, BJ suddenly released her hold and stepped back six inches. She let loose a punch to David 's stomach, which knocked the wind out of him and doubled him over. She used that time to wipe the blood from her cheek and clear her senses from his early onslaught.

David soon recovered, and was once again reigning punches on her. BJ new she was going to lose unless she could get in under his monster reach, so she absorbed a couple blows and bulled her way in to take away his advantage. Working in close, she sent 4 hard punches to his gut, and caused him to retreat back across the mat. David tried to use her tactic of clinging to buy time, but BJ's arms and punches generated much more power than David's and she was able to easily make him drop his guard to protect his aching stomach, and follow up with shots to his head. Bare knuckles repeatedly found the tender flesh of his face, and he was becoming a swollen bloody mess. His arms had become useless as a defense and his long legs became rubbery as she punched him now at will. BJ finally stopped peppering him with punches long enough to look at his wobbly huge body. She reached up with her left hand and grabbed his hair to raise his head. Slowly he could see the smile creep across her face as she reared back with her right fist, and sent it flying one last time to his head. He hit the canvass with a huge thud, and was immediately unconscious.

Stacie raced to her weary young lover and gleefully squealed "You did it. You had me worried there for a while though."

"I had myself worried for awhile there too, but hopefully your brother will have learned a lesson."

"Well just in case, give me your bra and panties."

"Stacie! What the hell for?"

"I want to teach my dear brother what it's like to be ridiculed by your style of dress or sexual preferences."

Stacie waited until David started to stir, then they opened the door, leaving it wide open for the rest of the girls to peer in. When they saw David lying semi-conscious in a pair of BJ's panties, and her bra, a roar of laughter and cheers went up. BJ and Stacie calming walked toward the locker room smiling, leaving David, with his totally beaten body and his new wardrobe, alone to deal with the group of "admiring, inquisitive teenagers."