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A High School Tale
Chapter 6
By Kavika
The room began to close in on him as he tried to catch his breath. This time it wasn't a punch to the stomach that cause his shortness of breath. This time it was the question his mother just asked. He felt hot and sweat began to form on his face. His body trembled as his sat at the kitchen table.
"Iggy, please. Please answer our question." His parents looked at their eldest son. "You don't have to be afraid of what we think or what we may do. Just know that you're our son and we love you. No matter what"
"I'm so sorry." he answered his parents. "If I could change the way I feel," he trailed off. He shook his head, "If I could change me I would." Tears began to roll down his cheeks. He lifted his head and looked at his parents. His mother looked at her son with compassion in her eyes. His father face was like stone. He tried to look into his eyes but they would not meet his. He took a deep breath, "I'm gay," he whispered.
His mother placed her hand on his. She felt her son's hand tremble. "Mijo, you don't have to be afraid of who you are." She squeezed his hand trying to calm her son. She looked at her husband silently hoping he would be as supportive to their son as she. She sent him a silent plea. Her fear came to reality when Francisco stood from the table and left the room. Iggy put his head down on the table and could no longer hold back his sobs. Paola moved to where she could surround her son in her arms.
"He hates me." Iggy cried.
"No Mijo, he doesn't hate you. He just needs time. You'll see." She continued to hold her son until his tears stopped.
As they sat at the table they heard Francisco enter the kitchen. "Voy a restaurante ." (I'm going to the restaurant)
Paola looked at her husband, "Por favor, hablas con tu hijo. (Please, talk to your son)
"Déjame en paz" (leave me alone) he said to her and turned from the room.
Hearing his father's words Iggy began to tear up again. "Papi, por favor!"
"Ya no eres mi hijo." (You are no longer my son.)
"Por favor Francisco no lo hace." (Francisco, please don't do this) Paola said as she stood from the table. Tears began to fall from her own eyes. "He is our son. He will always be our son. "
He shook his head and continued to move towards the front door. Seconds later the door closed behind Francisco Sanchez.
Word spread quickly around school about the fight between Travis Berry and Ignacio Sanchez. Carson was sitting in his history class when the news had finally reached him. He was immediately worried about Iggy. He pulled out his cell phone and quickly sent off a text message. *"I hope everything is okay. Text me back to let me know. I heard about the fight this morning." *He put his phone away. The bell rang to dismiss the class.
He had a hard time concentrating in all of his classes. He was worried about Iggy. He hadn't received a reply to the text message. By the end of the day he was really worried. As he left school he knew he had to see him. He just wanted to make sure everything was okay with him. He called his brother and explained to him that he wouldn't be able to pick him up from practice. He climbed into Rosie and began the drive to the Sanchez home.
He was greeted at the door by Eva.
"Hi, is Iggy home?"
She looked at him with a strange stare. "Yes, he's home. But..he's not seeing anyone right now."
"Please, he's a friend from school. I heard about what happened at school today and I just want to make sure he's okay."
"Just a minute." She closed the door.
The door reopened a few moments later and this time it was Paola standing in front of him.
"May I help you?"
Hello, I'm Carson Andrews. I go to school with Iggy. I heard about what happened today and I was coming by to see him."
She looked at the young man that stood before her. He was beautiful. The look on his face showed the concern for her son. She stepped aside, "Please come in."
Carson entered the house and was directed to the couch in the front room. At that same moment Tia Rosa and the other Sanchez children headed for the door. Paola had asked her to take her younger children to Tia Ofelia's home until things settled down. She kissed her children goodbye and gave them her love.
Paola sat in a chair opposite Carson.
"My son has had a very bad day. I'm not sure that he is up to having company."
Carson could tell that she had been crying. He could see the sadness and stress in her eyes. "I'm sorry Mrs. Sanchez. I know this must be a bad time." He hesitated but finally spoke, "I heard rumors at school about the reason for the fight between Iggy and Berry. I don't know Iggy that well but he doesn't seem the type of person who would start any trouble. I think they are wrong."
"And what are they saying?," she asked.
"The rumors circulating say that Iggy is gay and that he tried to make a pass at Berry." He saw the reaction that his words had on her. She rung her hands as she listened. "I have to say, I don't believe one word. You know how rumors get started. They're always blown out of proportion. "
She knew that part of that rumor to be true. Her son was gay. Paola looked at this handsome young man that sat on her couch. "Are you his friend?"
"I hope I can be a friend to him. You see, he is my tutor. We spent time together on Saturday studying and getting to know each other. He's a great tutor," Carson smiled. "He's very cute...er... I mean, he's very smart," he blushed. "At least he's smarter than I am."
Paola smiled, Carson's crimson face gave away his feeling towards her son.
"I'm sure you're just as smart. I'm glad that he has a friend like you."
Her shoulders sagged and the light of her eyes seemed to dim. "He shared something with us this morning." Her arms circled her body as if she were cold. Carson already knew what he had shared. He could tell by the way she looked. "In a way I always suspected. I was ready to accept it." She looked down at the floor. "I tried to comfort him." Fresh tears rolled down her eyes. "His father..." She couldn't finish the sentence.
Carson stood and moved towards her. He placed his hand on top of hers and put an arm around her shoulders.
"Iggy hasn't changed because he's gay. He's still the same person. Does it really matter to you who he loves?" He tried to comfort her with his words.
"So you knew about my son?"
"Yes, and it changed nothing between us."
She placed her hand upon his, "Thank you. I'm sure that means a lot not only to him but also to me as well."
"You're welcome." He stepped back from her.
"Do you think I can just say hello to him?"
She nodded, "His room is at the top of the stairs. The last door on the left."
He smiled, "Thanks."
She returned his smile, "Your welcome. I hope you can get him to come out of his room." She moved to the front of the house and started to put her coat on. "I'm going to go see his father. "
Carson gave her a nod of understanding.
Carson knocked softly on the door. He opened it to find Iggy laying on his bed with his earphones in his ear and his eyes closed. He closed the door behind him and walked towards the bed.
He stood there staring at him. Time seemed to stand still as he looked down at the beautiful boy on the bed before him. 'He's beautiful,' he thought. He looked so small in his bed. His skinny jeans wrapped his lower body in tight denim and a t-shirt hugged his chest. Carson had the desire to take him in his arms and kiss him. He felt a stirring in his shorts.
Finally he moved towards the bed. He sat down on the bed. Iggy felt movement and opened his eyes. He didn't know if he were dreaming or if he was awake. He rubbed his eyes as if waking from a deep sleep. Carson Andrews was in his bedroom.
Iggy pulled the earphones from his ears.
"Hey, what are you listening to?" Carson asked.
"Abba. What are you doing here?"
"Never heard of them."
"They are a group from the 1970's."
"I heard what happened at school. Didn't you get my text?"
Iggy looked at his phone which sat on the little table next to his bed. He saw Carson's text along with the other fifteen or twenty texts from Paul and Sam. "I'm sorry I guess I missed it. I had the phone on vibrate."
"I came over to see how you were doing."
"I came out to my parents."
"Yeah, I know. I spoke with your mom for a little while. She seems to be okay with it."
"Yeah, it's my dad who has an issue with it." Iggy's eyes watered as he relayed to Carson how his dad took the news. "He just left. Telling me I wasn't his son. " The feeling of rejection hit him again and the tears flowed once
again. He turned away from Carson with embarrassment. He laid on his side facing away from Carson.
His own eyes began to fill with tears as he looked down at Iggy. The urge to comfort was too much and he found himself laying behind him. His larger body seemed to envelope the boy. He placed his left arm around him and willed his pain away. He ran his fingers through his thick black hair. The crying stopped and he heard the deep breathing of sleep.
Carson leaned in a gently kissed his neck, "Don't worry, I've got you. I'm not going to let anything hurt you."
Iggy's body stirred as if hearing his words. In his sleep he placed his hand on Carson's arm and pulled it tighter around his body. "You drive me crazy," he whispered. Soon his eyelids grew heavy and Carson followed him in sleep.
An hour later Carson opened his eyes to see two beautiful brown eyes looking at him. Their bodies faced each other and were still very close. His arm still protectively around Iggy's body. 'This feels so right,' he thought.
"Hey," he said looking deep into Iggy's eyes.
"Hey," he answered.
"How are you feeling?"
"I'm still in shock. First, I come out to my parents and then I wake to find you in my bed."
"I'm sorry, you looked so sad. I was trying to comfort you."
He smiled, "Thanks."
"You're welcome," Carson said.
"You don't have to be sorry. I...," he looked away.
"What? Tell me."
"Okay, but it's going to sound dumb," he blushed.
"Let me be the judge of that, okay?" Carson reassured him.
He looked into Carson eyes, "I liked the way you are holding me. I...I... feel safe." He smiled, "See, I told you it was dumb."
Carson shook his head, "That's not dumb." He pulled Iggy closer to his body. Their faces were only inches apart now. He looked into his eyes and shook his head again. "Not dumb at all." He closed his eyes and leaned in and touched his lips to his. This is what Carson wanted, no, craved for so long.
Iggy's heart raced as he felt Carson's warm lips touch his own. His lips felt like soft warm pillows. The kiss at first was innocent and then it moved further along to passion as he felt Carson's tongue on his lips. He parted his lips and his mouth was invaded by Carson's tongue. The kiss was broken. Carson looked into his eyes once again. This time his lips moved to Iggy's neck. The tender kisses traveled to his ears down his to his neck again and then to the other side of his face. Carson moved on top of him. He lifted Iggy's shirt up his torso and began to lightly kiss his chest. He ran his fingers through Carson's hair. He felt on fire as his body was pleasured by the him.
Suddenly Carson pulled away. "I can't..." He quickly sat up and moved away from Iggy. He sat on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen."
"It's okay.." Iggy moved to sit next to him. He placed his hand upon his shoulder. Carson's body reacted to his touch.
Carson wanted to take Iggy back into his arms.
"I shouldn't have let it happen." Iggy said with sadness in his voice.
"No, it's my fault." Carson exclaimed. He stood up and faced him. His eyes focused on Iggy, "Ever since that day in my basement, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind. You're all I can think about." His eyes fell to the floor, "And it scares the shit out of me." He turned away from him and faced the door. "I'm so confused. I don't know what to do."
Iggy was off the bed and walking towards him. "I know how you feel. I felt the same way when I discovered I was not attracted to girls." Now it was Iggy's turn to try and comfort Carson. He threw caution out the window as he moved so his body directly behind him. He leaned in and touched his upper body to Carson's back. He moved his arms around his muscled torso.
Carson gasped as he felt the arms around his body. *'Gawd ,this boy is driving me crazy,' * he thought. He turned to face his young Latin boy. Their eyes locked. His hand took Iggy face and he leaned in and took his mouth. His tongue felt no resistance as he entered his mouth. His arms wrapped around Iggy pulling him into his body.
Moments later they were both shirtless and on the bed. They were swept up in the passion as they continued to kiss. Their hands roamed over each other's body. Iggy managed to move his body on top of his brown haired Adonis.
He felt Carson's hardness on his ass. He slowly began to grind his ass onto his hard teen cock.
"Oh, fuck" Carson gasp as he felt the pressure. His hands grasped Iggy's small waist as he began to move his body in rhythm to his.
Iggy came forward and his tongue invaded Carson's mouth. He felt Carson's hands on his ass.
"Oh that feels good!"
"I love your little ass!"
He was lost in lust as he felt Carson's hand pull the button open on his jeans. He felt the zipper being lowered and the jeans slip down his legs. He was left in his red bikini underwear. Carson turned so their positions changed. He was now on top. He lowered his shorts and boxer briefs. His hard cock slapped against his lower abs as it was freed. He looked down to find Iggy staring at his cock.
"Do you like?" he smiled.
"Very much." he blushed. "You are beautiful."
"Thank you." His own eyes scanned Iggy's body. A look of lust filled his eyes. "Baby, you are one hot boy." His hands were on the red underwear now and began to lower them down his beautiful brown legs.
Once naked Carson once again lowered his body on top of his boy. Their flesh touched and both of them felt a jolt run through their bodies. Their lips met again.
"I can kiss you all day," Carson confessed.
"That sounds like a plan to me."
Carson began to kiss his chest. His mouth found one nipple and then the other.
Iggy moaned as he felt his nipples being sucked and played with. His own hands were roaming the muscular body of Carson.
Their boy cocks rubbed each other slippery with their precum. Carson continued to grind his pelvis into Iggy. The pressure increased as he sped up. Both boys were reaching the point of no return.
"I'm gonna cum!" Iggy exclaimed.
"I am too!"
Carson leaned into another kiss. He groaned into Iggy's mouth as he felt his hot boy cum shoot from his cock. He felt Iggy's stiffen and knew that he was shooting his load too. He felt the squirts hit his body as he continued to kiss him. After a moment he lowered his body down and covered his love. He finally got his breath back, "Are you okay?"
"More than okay." Iggy replied. "I'm fantastic," he smiled.
Carson rolled over to lay beside him. "You said it. Wow, that was fucking hot!"
Iggy got up off the bed and walked to the door. He opened it a crack and listened for any sound of his family.
"I think we're alone," Carson said. "Your sisters and brothers left and your mom went to talk with your dad."
Iggy turned back to Carson, "I'll be right back." He left the room still naked and went to the bathroom. He was back with a warm wash cloth. He cleaned Carson's body. He took care to make sure that every part of him was clean.
His hands felt his warm skin. "You're hot." He blushed as Carson smiled at him.
"I can say the same about you."
They cuddled. The atmosphere in the room was one of peace. There was no awkward feeling between the two young men.
Carson moved his body to face Iggy. "How are you doing? " His eyes looked at him with care and compassion. "How are you really doing?"
Iggy's mood clouded over as he remembered his situation with his father. He felt anger and then sadness. "I don't know what I'll do if I can't make this right with him. He's my father I mean I don't know what I would do." He sat up and placed his head in his hands. Tears stung his eyes as he pictured his life without his father.
Carson moved to him and wrapped his arms around him. "Shhh, it's going to be okay. You'll see."
He felt hopeless as he spoke those words. Truth be told he didn't know what was going to happen to him. He only knew that whatever happened he would be there for him.
At that moment Carson's mobile phone chirped. He released Iggy from his embrace to walk naked over to his shorts. He opened his phone and read the text message.
"Shit, I have to go. Mom wants to know where I'm at and if I'm coming home for dinner." He turned toward Iggy. "I hate to leave you like this."
Iggy shook his head, "No, you should be with your family. I'll be okay."
"Are you sure?"
He nodded, "Yeah I'm sure. I think I'm going to the restaurant and see my dad."
"I can go with you," he offered.
"No, this is something that I have to deal with on my own."
Carson dropped the shorts in his hands and took Iggy into his embrace. He leaned down and touched foreheads. "I'll call you tonight."
Iggy didn't want to leave Carson's arms. "Okay." He turned his head and placed his lips upon Carson's mouth. As they shared kisses Iggy felt Carson's teen meat begin to stir on his abs. He broke the kiss and looked down at the now hard cock. He reached out and gave it a few strokes as he heard Carson groan.
"You know you drive me crazy?" Carson said.
"Yeah I know."
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