Oh Wait Im Straight

OH WAIT...I'M STRAIGHT! CHAPTER TWO

"FUCK...oh fuck, oh fuck...he's gonna totally murder me...I just fucking know it..."

Poor Mateo Gonzalez was doing anything and everything but bite his finger nails as he waited not so patiently for CJ Parker to actually arrive, the latter having sent him a WhatsApp message like an hour or so ago, saying...well, more like demanding that they speak urgently, and there was only one way that the nervous Hispanic teenager saw this entire thing going. And not good, at all.

He didn't know what the fuck had happened with the immensely popular CJ the previous evening...when Mateo himself was kinda forced to attend the latter's birthday party, simply because the school's monthly newspaper, named Flying News, would according to the paper's editor, James Perez, sell more copies whenever the school's local celebrity was on the front cover. And that, meant covering his birthday party. And that, ladies and gents, was CJ Parker himself.

Although he knew that he was going to regret ever sitting so much as a foot inside that house ever again, he didn't quite think that the evening would be ending with his hard Latino cock in CJ's throat...not for one fucking minute.

Mateo ran his fingers through his jet-black hair and once again rushed himself to the mirror inside their bathroom, just to make sure that he was as picture perfect as he could possibly be...God knows why he would even wanna make the fucking effort, because he couldn't see anything GOOD happening out of this meeting. CJ sounded more than pissed when he had sent the message, and demanded that they speak face to face...God, he had so hoped that CJ would have been drunk enough on a level that he would fucking just FORGET everything that had happened...but obviously not.

The doorbell rang, and Mateo froze on the spot. He knew who the hell it was, and YES, they probably DID have to have a talk, but he was SO not ready for this.

"Dios ayudame..." he quietly whispered in his native Spanish, before he took one more deep breath and rushed himself to the door. The sooner that they get, whatever THIS was behind them, the better it would be for everyone, never mind his mental health.

As Mateo finally opened the front door, he took in a deep breath...as he saw the morbid eyes of CJ Parker towering down towards him. The boy was nearly a full head taller than he was, and it was never more fucking true at that moment and time, so much so, that it fleetingly reminded Mateo of the classic David and Goliath scenario, and as he suspected, CJ Parker wasn't there for idle chit-chat.

"Dude, it's freezing out here, please let me in, we fucking have to talk and you God damn KNOW why..." CJ hissed urgently towards the Hispanic boy, without even so much as a greeting or a hello, before he nearly shoved Mateo out of the way, entering his own house, before Mateo quickly closed the door, before God knows, anyone from school would be seeing CJ Parker coming into his modest home, which would have been trending on X as well as TikTok within mere seconds, the way the gossip mongers would have been all over this complete and utter mismatch in social and upper class.

"What the hell happened last night, dude? Tell me, because this morning, I woke up with a fucking MOTHER of all headaches, plus I had the taste of metal in my mouth, not even to mention, the dried jizz was on my fucking fingers, smashed across my God damn lips and even several fucking drops on my duvet cover! Now, I know...okay, I know I didn't jack off last night, because I was still very much dressed, so...all I can remember is seeing YOU in my bedroom for some or other reason...and YOU are gonna fill in the blanks for me RIGHT NOW, or I swear...I'll fucking put you in ICU...your own parents wouldn't be able to recognize you when I'm done with your Latino ass!' CJ blasted out, all in one seemingly unending tirade, which Mateo wished more and more that he would just have been able to SINK into the floor as he was lambasted for something that he didn't even start...or want in the slightest.

GOD, he was straight! He was totally into girls! And until last night, he honestly thought that CJ Parker was too! He was just such a DUDE...it was impossible to even contemplate that the boy was anything but a hormone-crazed heterosexual, that even the notion of him placing his lips around another boy's cock baffled even the most genuine of beliefs.

CJ threw up both of his arms up in the air, as dramatically as he possibly could, in waiting for an answer from Mateo, who literally felt like a stranger in his own fucking home. It wasn't like he didn't know what had happened from start to finish last night, as he had to be the only person at the party who was sober as hell, but he was too afraid to actually TELL CJ...because he totally didn't think that the boy would even believe him for one minute.

"DUDE! I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!? If something happened last night, I fucking need to know! What the hell did you even do to me?" CJ still went on and on, until Mateo finally managed to SNAP himself out of it.

Wait...I'm Straight! I didn't nothing wrong!

"Okay, CJ...you ain't gonna like what I tell you..."

"You fucking RAPED me, didn't you, you sick son of a bitch..."

The anger within Mateo seemed to fire up inside his chest, so much so after hearing those scathing words, that he rushed up towards CJ and PUSHED the boy backwards in such a vivid force, with the latter totally not expecting such violence from one of the school's biggest nerds, that he stumbled over and nearly landed on the couch in the living room.

"What the hell..." he started to say, blazes of daggers dancing around in his eyes, but Mateo was too quick this time.

He had enough...more than enough of the jocks always getting their way, never bothering with anyone else but themselves, always thinking they were the fucking God's gift to anything that wore a dress...this time...however, he was gonna make sure that it wasn't the privileged white boy who was going to be the winner in all of this. Not this time.

"You wanna know what happened, dude? You wanna know what YOU started and what YOU finished? Okay, I'll fucking tell you! You were so fucking drunk last night, that I...this fucking NERD right here, had to help your white ass onto your bed, and when I tripped and fell over on the bed with you...YOU...YOU...leaned over me and YOU KISSED ME!"

CJ blinked a couple of times, before his face retorted in what seemed like genuine surprise and mutual disgust.

"That can't be...no...no fucking way, I ain't gay, man..."

"Well, here's a news flash! Neither am I! I didn't know HOW to fucking stop you...you're fucking CJ Parker after all, and all of this was happening on YOUR turf...I couldn't exactly get the hell out of there either, because low and behold, that asshole of a Garrett Lavery had been wanting trouble with me all night, and when he finally got it, I had to fucking hide somewhere until my dad came to fetch me! THAT is the only reason I was even In your fucking room! It was YOU! It was ALL you!"

CJ stared at Mateo with a mixture of disbelief and sheer enforced doubt in his mind, and the latter could clearly see that the boy was attempting his best efforts to TRY and remember if any of what he was saying was true...before he sighed and eventually sat down on the couch before him.

Mateo walked slowly over to where CJ was sitting, his face down and staring at the carpet on the floor, before he also sat down, however, he was not taking his eyes off the boy for even a second...who knows when and where CJ Parker might wanna throttle his ass like he had threatened to do several times since he had arrived.

"Dude...it's not like I'm gonna tell anyone..."

"You fucking better not!"

Mateo sighed and leaned forward. Why he was so determined to get answers from the boy wonder, he himself, didn't have the answers to. Perhaps, because what happened between them was his first EVER sexual experience...because those are pretty damn impossible to ever wanna forget...and because it was done with someone who was so out of his social league, it was like comparing dog meat to prime streak.

However, he hadn't forgotten...not for a single second, how good...how incredibly good CJ's lips felt around his rock-hard seven inch Latino meat...how he had winked at him when he swallowed his sperm and frantically gulped up every droplet that he had managed to spill...how much his heart had threatened to BREAK outside of his chest, when the boy kissed him like he had never kissed anyone else ever before...he didn't WANT to be reminded of what happened, but DIOS MIO...he couldn't shake what happened, even when he tried.

"Can I just...CJ, I need to know one thing..."

CJ's face snapped up towards Mateo faster than you could ever hope to say BUSTED.

"Yeah, and what is that?" he asked, his voice hoarse with pent-up emotion.

Mateo nervously licked his lips, before he cleared his throat and looked CJ directly in the eye.

"Last night...you said that you would never...never actually DO something...like anything, ever...if you really didn't want to..."

CJ sighed and stood up, his hands now firmly on his hips, as he walked back and forth in short, staccato paces, before turning back to Mateo.

"And?" came the incessant reply.

Mateo swallowed and started fidgeting with his hands...part of him couldn't actually BELIEVE that CJ Parker of all fucking people was actually in his house, but this was very much sheer reality.

"Dude...you sucked my dick and you actually swallowed my..."

"DON'T SAY IT! DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE SAY IT!" CJ shouted in sheer and determined fashion, before he launched himself over to where Mateo was still sitting, grabbing the handsome Latino boy by the scruff of the neck and pulled him towards him, staring him square in the eye.

"Never...EVER...say that shit about me ever again! I'm not like you! I'm not a fucking faggot!" he hissed towards Mateo, so much so, that part of his saliva actually managed to SPATTER all over Mateo's hapless demeanor.

"Oh...but I am? Just because I'm a nerd and not a fucking JOCK like you! Dude, you SUCKED my dick and you SWALLOWED my CUM! How's that for being a fucking faggot!" he yelled back, with CJ's eyes dripping unshed tears as he did so.

Both boys continued to stare at each other for what seemed like ages, when in the mere reality, it was only a couple of minutes, before CJ sighed, and he released Mateo's shirt, before sinking down to his knees...Mateo was actually shocked as he saw the boy was shaking like a tea leaf in winter, before he straightened himself out, walking away from CJ, to a safe enough distance, just in case the dude wanted to go all Robocop on his ass again.

"CJ...if you're gay..."

"Jesus, I'M NOT! How many more times do I have to say that?"

"I'm not saying that, but even if you are...I mean, so what? It's not a fucking sin, you can't help who you are!"

CJ's eyes snapped upwards, and Mateo's heart fluttered as he saw the streaks of tears that seemed to cascade down from the royal blue irises...he was stunned in more ways than one. He had never...he didn't think that ANYONE had ever...seen CJ Parker crying ever before apart from his parents...this had to be a fucking first. CJ sniffed a couple of times, before he stood up, his head still hanging downwards to his chest, before he looked back at a devastated Mateo.

"Do you really think...in this Godforsaken town...that ANY ONE would accept me...for WHO and WHAT I actually am?" he whispered, so softly, and so...so fucking full of heartbrokenness that Mateo actually had to listen up in order to hear him.

"CJ...look, I'm not saying that you are...you know...gay, but considering what happened last night, combined with the fact that you actually TOLD me that you wanted to do...well, THAT with another boy in your bedroom for God knows how long...I don't need to be a jock or a genius to figure out what is going on, man..." he carefully said, as he saw CJ shook his head and angrily wipe his tears away with the back of his hand.

"I just...look, Matthew..."

"Mateo..."

"Right...Mateo...look, I...I know myself, okay? And if you say that ALL THAT happened, then it probably did. Like I said, I know myself...and what I said, was true. Yes...okay? YES! Si...if you understand that better! I'm fucking gay...I'm a fucking homo...nothing better than a God damn FAGGOT who wanted nothing more even since he was twelve, to actually have a BOY feel about him, the way that he would feel about THAT BOY! Jesus...there! Now, you happy?" he cried out, his chest going up and down, faster than that of a garden rat, to the point where Mateo actually thought the dude was totally hyperventilating, before he slowly walked over to him, and placed his hand on CJ's shoulder.

"I ain't gonna judge you or anything. What happened...happened, okay? And it was...well, it was kinda mind blowing, if I have to say so myself. It was actually my first ever time...doing anything like that."

CJ smirked wry fully, before he curiously turned back towards Mateo.

"You gotta be kidding...handsome dude like you...?"

Mateo blushed, before he rolled his eyes, at the sheer honest comment coming from the school's boy wonder himself.

"Nah, I'm totally not. You forget...who and what I am back at school. Guys like me...they don't tend to ever get the girls, where as you..."

CJ smiled openly, before he swallowed too, and ran his fingers through his beautiful, wavy blond hair, before he sighed and stared up at the ceiling.

"You really ain't gonna tell anyone? Mateo...you don't understand...my family...they are all fucking Republicans...you know how they feel about shit like being gay and all of that...I've tried my fucking best to just...FAKE it until I fucking MAKE it, if that makes any sort of sense. I'm...Jesus, man, I'm sorry for getting so stoned last night that I would fucking blow the first dude that I would see..."

"If that's your defense, just be happy it that you didn't run into Garrett in that state..." Mateo giggled as CJ rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Yeah man...that dude is on a real fucking power trip ever since his MAGA dad became the mayor. Look, I genuinely am sorry, and I promise that it would never happen ever again. Okay? I give you my word. But please, Mateo, for the love of God...please don't go blabbing it out there...look, I'll even give you some money, right here, right now, for you to keep quiet, I can totally do an internet transfer to your account right now..."

Mateo's eyes widened, as did his temper...AFTER ALL OF THAT...he actually couldn't believe what he was hearing!?

"Wait, what? Are you fucking serious right now?" he demanded, and this time it was HIS eyes who was flaring up at every given syllable...he didn't think he had EVER been this angry...this fucking insulted in all of his life, and that was saying something.

CJ took out his phone and looked expectantly over at the Hispanic boy before him.

"Yeah, why...what gives? You guys surely need the money around this joint and I'll fucking sleep better knowing that my secret is totally safe..." he started to say, but he was cut off immediately by a furious Mateo.

"DIABLO!" he shouted towards CJ, before he marched his lanky ass over to the front door, literally THROWING it open, aghast, before he turned around and shot several murderers daggers over towards the white boy wonder.

"GO! GET OUT! NOW! VAMOS!" he shouted out loud, before CJ twisted his head in sheer confusion, his phone still lodged in his hand.

"What? Why are you angry...I don't even understand what half of what you're saying..."

"OH MY GOD, we literally have Spanish class together...you know what, to hell with this, take your white ass, take all your money and GET THE HELL OUT! I'm serious, CJ! I might be a nerd and you might be God's gift to your posse back at school, but I have way more dignity in my fucking PINKY FINGER, before I ever accept anything from you! I told you that I won't fucking tell a soul, but nooooo that's not enough for you, is it? Perhaps its time...yeah, why the fucking hell not...perhaps the whole entire school should know that the boy wonder they so worship, ACTUALLY sucked a boy's dick and swallowed his cum!" he spat out towards CJ...who's entire face was suddenly and unexpectantly void of any colour that it still had within his exterior.

CJ swallowed, before he balled his fists and tried to compose himself, before he walked towards the front door, and started to leave, but before Mateo could slam said door closed behind him, he found CJ's arm blocking the closure...and suddenly the vulnerable little boy that he had been talking to these past few moments was totally gone...and back was the boy wonder that he so God damn loathed and despised.

"I'm only gonna say this once, so you listen and you damn well listen good. Even if you DO tell anyone what happened...I'm CJ Parker. THE...CJ Parker. And you're nothing but a fucking unknown...so who the hell do you think people at school are gonna believe? I'll just deny...deny...deny. And YOU are the one who will end up being an even BIGGER loser than you are now. Try me...I'm fucking daring you..." he threatened, his voice as raw as Mateo had ever heard it, before he winked at the latter, before he was finally gone and totally out of sight.

**

In the weeks that followed, Mateo tried his best to avoid anything and everything that had to do with any of the jocks at school, and simply concentrated on his various amounts of homework, and still doing his best in writing for the school paper. James, on the other hand, was leaving school at the end of the year, and that meant that the position of Flying News's editor was still very much out in the open. It was kind of expected that either Mateo or Janey Harrison would end up getting it, because they had been there the longest apart from James himself. Mateo always had a crush on Janey in the past, and considering they were always working in such close capacity in getting stories out there, he had always found himself thinking about her a lot...until recent events had occurred.

For the life of him, he couldn't get what happened between himself and CJ out of his mind. As he jacked off late at night, he closed his eyes, feeling his fist concur around his steel dick seven incher, feeling his pre cum leaking virtually all over the place, thinking about how he would imagine what Janey would look like naked...how big her boobs were, how wet and moist her pussy would be when they would finally be having sex...even only in his mind. How his hard teenage Latino fuck stick would fucking PIERCE that sacred inner space of hers until he would fucking FLOOD her with his yummy Hispanic sperm until she would scream his name in sheer ecstasy.

But these days...all that he could see in his horny ass mind's eye was CJ Parker's face...that incredibly sexy wink that he gave him before he slurped up yet another dollop of his cum that night...the way that he even went back for sloppy seconds, for the remaining watery droplets of teenage goodness like a moth to a fucking flame...he couldn't get that image out of his head for any kind of shit in the world.

And to make matters even worse, CJ Parker was sexy as hell, even the boys at school were hetero enough to actually know and realise that...with his tall physique, his blond hair, his stunningly perfect blue eyes and his sheer zest and lust for life...and then the KISS...oh my GOD...the kiss that they had shared...the first of many, all the way towards the final smooch after he had swallowed his sperm...before CJ Parker had fallen asleep, the Hispanic's boy's juices still freshly minted on his breath.

"Mierda..." he whispered to himself, his lower body once more drenched with his teenage boy batter, as his dick was slowly deflating after another earth-shattering self-made climax, his body breathing faster than an athlete on steroids, it felt...and he slumped down on his mattress as he realised that yet again...even at the last fucking minute of the game...he had thought of CJ's face as he had his orgasm...and not Janey as he always forced himself to.

About a month of so after he had literally chased CJ out of his home, himself and his father Jose, was busy spoiling his mother Francesca, on what was her birthday, with mouth-watering homemade enchiladas, when they both heard her shocked voice coming from the living room, where she had been busy watching TV, and after quickly looking at each other in morbid confusion, both father and son made their way to where she was, before they frantically saw her pointing towards the screen.

"I told you! I told both of you!" she shrieked in sheer disbelief, as both Jose and Mateo sat down on the couch beside Francesca, and saw that it was none other than Mayor Frank Lavery, the Republican father of Garrett Lavery, at the word, with several reporters asking him all sorts of questions about his campaign to actually run for president later that same year.

"What's that idiot saying now?" Jose asked, before both his wife and his son signaled at him to keep quiet, as the mayor once more spoke his peace.

"And from right now...until further notice, I declare that this state will DOUBLE DOWN on illegal immigrants from henceforth...they are here against our will and against our constitution. They are taking jobs that belong to the good, hard-working citizens of this once great country, and all because President Biden has an open heart for their kinds of people...well, NOT up in here! From this day forth, we will be calling in EVERY...SINGLE European, Latino, Black, Chinese, Japanese, Korean or Arab family that is currently residing in this state, and we WILL be checking them for their papers...and as God as my witness, if we even find ONE person...even ONE DEGENEREATE who is living here...eating here...making a life here, illegally in this proud county, I will report them to ICE myself!"

"Ay dios mio..." Jose finally muttered, with Francesca getting up from where she was sitting, and quietly as a mouse, proceeded to walk out of the room, where she could very clearly be heard as sniffing, where she thought it would be safe to do so.

"Papi? What...what is happening here? You look like you've seen a ghost!" Mateo asked his father, placing his hand firmly on his dad's shoulder, and froze as he could literally feel the older Hispanic man's body shaking with morbid fear and fright.

"Papi? WE have nothing to worry about, do we? I mean, Mom was born here, and so was I...I mean, you are Mexican, but surely, all your stuff is in order by now, you have been here for over twenty years?"

The once more deafening silence spread across his father's entire person, as well as he fact that he was as white as a sheet, spoke more than volumes...suddenly and reputedly, answering all of Mateo's questions...closing his eyes, he sighed, before he placed his right hand over his mouth in sheer shock and disbelief.

"Papi...no...come on...you have been here illegally all this time? Why am I only hearing this now? How...how have you even gotten away with it? OH MY GOD...can they actually deport you? PAPI, HABLAME POR FAVOR!"

Jose sighed, and took his son's hand within his own, and squeezed it, before he stood up and stared at the TV, for a short while, before reaching for the remote and switching it the hell off.

"My entire life, I...I had really thought that if you worked hard, and took care of your family...if you do all of that, then God will provide...he will show us the way. Mijo...I had never for one moment thought that this state would ever be ruled by a Republican...but it's here now, and we have to get ready. I can't stay here...for one second longer. If they find out that you and your Mama knew about me being here illegally, you two will get in trouble as well...I'm phoning Tio Carlos right now...he'll help us...I know he will...I have to go back to the old country...back to Mexico, before they find me...TENGO QUE..." he muttered, more to himself than to Mateo, his eyes glossy, his forehead sweaty and disheveled, his entire stature slumping forward...his mother still crying her eyes out in their bedroom, on what was supposed to be a happy occasion in celebrating her birthday.

Mateo gritted his teeth, and reached for the TV remote, from where Jose had dropped it, and turned on the device yet again, and once more, staring into the eyes of the one man that he right now, HATED beyond any sort of belief, at the very moment that he came to the end of his disgusting speech.

"In short, we will send each and every one of them home! That is a promise!" he proceeded to cackle on, to the vile, disgusting celebrations and cheers from the viewing public around him.

Mateo was shaking with anger, as he pressed the PAUSE button on the remote, the face of Frank Lavery now well and truly reflected in the cornerstones of his teenage eyes.

"You ain't gonna win...you ain't destroying my family...or any other family out there..." he vowed, his heart racing as he did so.

**

"Make sure to leave some space for the Spring dance coming up! Don't make the entire issue jock-related please...we have totally enough of that!" James said as sarcastically as he could, before he switched off the main server of the newspaper, and signaled at his entire staff of seven to circle around him.

Mateo's eyes fluttered over the silky, soft brown hair of Janey Harrison, as she suddenly looked his way and smiled her usual cheerful self, making the poor Latino boy blush his literal socks off in return. If only she had any idea how much he wanted her...in his dreams...in his thoughts...how many times he had fucked the shit out of her in his mind...well...more CJ Parker the days, but he hoped to God, that didn't last any longer than it should.

Fuck man, it was simply because CJ had given him his first sexual experience, whether he wanted it or not...if not that for that, the dude wouldn't even have featured any where his life!

It's just...a phase. It will totally go away.

"Listen up, amigo's and amiga's...now...we already have enough content for the newspaper, but I'll keeping three pages open for the dance. Janey, I'm putting you and Mateo on that assignment for Friday night. Don't disappoint me, like you guys did last year!"

"How exactly did we do that?" Janey asked, her forehead etched with sheer confusion, and Mateo had to divert his eyes pretty quickly as she immediately looked in his direction for answers after her statement.

James sighed, before he smiled charmingly at her.

"Girlfriend...you literally wrote that banana doesn't belong on a pizza in the newspaper and sighed off on it before I had time to check it...do you even realise how much shit we got over that comment?"

Janey rolled her eyes and playfully shoved Mateo in his side, before smiling up at James.

"Well, I stand by what I said. It so doesn't, right, Mateo?"

"Yeah...totally...what she said..." came the blushing comment from the quite literal Hispanic encyclopedia standing next to her.

James cleared his throat and looked at all of the Flying News staff before him, before he folded his arms and sighed.

"This...if you haven't figured it out yet, will be my final issue that I'm the editor of. I'll soon be making the hard ass decision of who will be replacing me, but for now, please, at least for my sake, go out there, and make this the BEST edition that this school has ever seen! We good?"

"We good...!" came the reply in ensemble form, before James once more smiled at all of them, and signaled that the meeting was over.

Janey smiled over at Mateo, as she patted him on the shoulder, before she took out her own notebook, ready for them to compare notes for said edition of the newspaper.

"Okay, now I don't have a date for the dance as yet, but even so...I think we can meet up at my house and then just take things from there. The guys I date always understand that I have a job to do, so I can't see why it would be any different now...wait, are you going with someone?" she asked, her eyes lightening up as she watched Garett Lavery wave at her from outside the office of Flying News, and since poor Mateo was facing away from the exit, he clearly didn't see Garrett himself, before noticing her sudden gleaming face...which he had no idea wasn't to himself, rather than Garrett.

"Say Janey...well, I have no one to go to the dance with either, so I was just thinking...what if we just...you know...go there together? Just as friends, even!" he quickly stated as he at once saw that Janey's face fell flat just a tad as she heard his words, to the point where the silence between them got as awkward as it possibly could get, but Mateo wasn't about to give up. Hell no.

He had literally been terrorized by visions and images of CJ Parker sucking his seven inch rock-hard dick for weeks on end now, and all that he knew, was that he HAD to do SOMETHING...literally anything to get those thoughts out of his mind. Because WOW...it had to stop.

And if he could possibly get Janey alone for a few minutes, even hours...he might have a chance to convince her what a great guy he was...that he wasn't like all the other jocks that she always dated and hung out with...that he wouldn't just...fuck her and leave her, as he always seemed to hear the boys bragging towards each other whenever they had PE...he would actually CARE for her...and BE there for her, like none of these idiotic bastards could EVER hope to achieve.

Janey smiled slightly, before she sighed and placed several copies of the previous month's newspaper inside her backpack, before she took both of Mateo's hands inside her own, and looked directly into his eyes.

"Mateo...look, I dunno how to even begin to say this, so I'm just going to...and I really hope this doesn't change things between us, our friendship or even us working together but..."

OH BOY...that didn't spell out anything good, now did it?

Janey squeezed his hands, before she continued.

"Look, you are a wonderful guy and a great pal to have...it's just...you're totally not even my type and it would just be...weird and then some! I mean, I have a reputation to uphold around here, you said it yourself, I always date jocks and you're...not one? I'm sorry, Mateo. I really am, but it is, how it is, and I can't change that. I just...I am not, and probably never will be...ATTRACTED to someone like you. If that makes any sense...you know how traditional my family is..."

Mateo blinked a few times, his eyes full of sudden understanding...painfully so...before he gently withdrew his hands from Janey's grip, looking at the beautiful girl before him like she was suddenly the biggest piece of shit that he had ever stepped in...my God, how did he get her so fucking wrong? Was she always like this? Was she always this...high fucking maintenance, and because he liked her so much, he couldn't even see it?

"Mateo...don't me mad, come on..." Janey started to say as she realised that Mateo was totally not taking this well, it was clearly written over his entire face for that matter, but he simply smiled sadly over towards her, and lifted up both of his hands, to stop her from talking.

"It's okay. It's fine...you said it...you tend to date jocks, and I'm so not one of them. Combine that with the fact that I have coloured skin and you have white..."

"MATEO! That...is SO not even an issue!" Janey completely and utterly shrieked as she frantically tried to see if anyone outside of the office would have heard what Mateo had just said, and even if she didn't mean to, she had just totally given herself away, and Mateo suddenly knew his hunch was right. It wasn't merely for the fact that she wanted to rather go to the dance with a jock...it was more because of the person that she wanted to be seen with, couldn't and wouldn't be a black guy or a Latino like himself.

"Janey...chill, okay? I totally understand. We work well together, and we were totally good as friends, until I asked you out just now...and you were forced to realise that I'm in fact a darkie...got it. Good. I'll just write up my own shit about the party, and I'll email it to you after the dance on Friday night. That way, we wouldn't even need to speak to each other! Such fun..." he calmly finished his sentence, before he grabbed his backpack and turned his person onto a stunned Janey, before shaking his head in sheer disgust and misery, leaving the office as he did so.

**

"I never thought Janey was one of them...you know...are you sure you didn't like, just misunderstand her?"

"James, she literally said that her family was traditional...what, did you want her to fucking spell it out for me?"

James shook his head, and turned right so that the boys could cross the school playground in order to get to their next classes, which was the final ones of the day...Computer Studies for James and Maths for Mateo...yay...

"Are you sure you and her will be able to work together to finish the articles for the dance? Remember, what you write and what she writes has to come together and then someone will have to take pictures and everything..."

"OH MY GOD, James, I fucking know how to do my job! Rather concentrate on getting your final paper to actual print and leave us alone, I know what I'm doing," Mateo hissed towards his editor, but in his heart he knew that James only meant well, and he was sure as hell going to miss him when the latter would go off to University the following year.

"What the hell is going on out there...?" James whispered to Mateo as they stepped towards the front lawn, where the whole school usually comes together for morning assembly, only to see a mass gathering of some sort going on, and various students and kids shouting loud words that they were still too far to actually comprehend.

"Get out your phone, quick...whatever this is, we so gotta see this!" James said excitedly, and rushed towards where the actions was taking place, with Mateo in hot pursuit, as they came face to face with what was actually going on right in the middle of the square...

...and before he even realised just what was happening, Mateo's throat already threatened to close up in complete and utter disbelief at what he was seeing before his very eyes.

"Ya'll see these animals here before you? YES, you heard me correctly! These aren't PEOPLE, like you and me! They are ANIMALS! And they need to be SLAUGHTERED!" Garrett Lavery was shouting over a loudspeaker that he must have gotten from somewhere, for the entire school to hear.

Mateo's eyes flickered over to who he was talking to, and his heart quickened instantly, as he saw three of his fellow Latino students as well as two of the school's black students literally being blocked from going to their final class, by majority of Garrett's cronies, and fellow jocks. He shook his head...this SO wasn't happening! It couldn't be! This was 2023 for God's sake! How...HOW was this supposed to even happen anymore! Trump wasn't even the President any longer!

"Dios mio...we gotta get outta here..." he heard James mutter next to him, but the moment that the older boy turned his back on Garrett and wanted to get the hell out of the school grounds in total, he was quickly spotted by the asshole himself from where he was standing watching over the students.

"Looky what we have here! GET HIM! QUICK!" Garrett proceeded to shout over to his lackies, who did their level best to portray the obedient guard dogs that they were, before dragging James towards the center square where everything was going on, and placing him directly next to the three Latino students, all of who were by now literally quaking in their boots.

For Mateo, time stood still, he was literally still trying to process just what the school was allowing to happen, before Garrett's evil smirk landed on himself, before he also ordered his buddies to get Mateo out into the open as well.

"What the hell is your fucking problem! We didn't even DO anything do you! To ANY of you!" Mateo dared to even shout out as he was dragged and solemnly placed next a still very-much shaking James, for who all of this was getting just a TAD too real, and too obvious that none of the school's teachers were even going to ATTEMPT to help them.

As he looked into Garrett's hateful eyes, he suddenly realised why...this was the son of the mayor...if anyone assisted them, there would be literal hell to pay. Garrett laughed nastily as he spat onto James, the various pearly droplets of saliva literally cascading over the older boy's face.

"YOU...you and your kind didn't do anything to us? Did ya'll hear the nasty lies that these inbreeds are spreading around here? You have only come and taken jobs that was meant for US! For actual Americans! You fucking live here illegally, you fucking treat this honored country like a fucking shithole..."

"I AM A GOD DAMN AMERICAN, JUST LIKE YOU!" Mateo yelled out loud, furious as he had EVER been...desperately wanting everyone to hear JUST WHAT what was happening...and if the teachers and their fellow students were too damn gutless to do anything about it, he only hoped that someone out there had the decency to actually record what was happening and to allow the rest of America to see what had become of this once great state of theirs.

Garrett seemed for the world like he had just stepped into something disgusting, before he once more cackled out loud and placed the speaker in front of his mouth yet again.

"MORE LIES! This Latino piece of shit thinks he's one of us! An American! Just because his brown ass was born here! Let me tell you something for free here, you Mexican mother fucker..." he screamed over towards Mateo, coming down from where he was, tossing the speaker phone over towards one of his lackies, before he viciously grabbed Mateo's arm and rolled up the sleeve of his school shirt, making the boy yelp with the sudden pain and the sheer volume of force that Garrett was so obviously trying to give him, before he pushed Mateo back from his person once more, and lifted up the boy's arm, showing to everyone what he was trying to say.

"Ya'll see this shit? Tell me...do you see the colour WHITE anywhere on this kid? Well? DO YOU?"

"NO...HELL NO...FUCK NO..." various voices rhythmically seemed to echo across the entire situation as those who agreed with what Garrett was doing was sprouting their nonsense...as Mateo caught the eye of the one person that he was hella surprised he hadn't seen as yet...with CJ Parker of all people walking out of the school's cafeteria and immediately frowning as he saw what was happening, as even more so as he heard his best friend's next bout of loathing words...

"THERE IS NO WHITE ON THIS DUDE! Which means...HE CAN NEVER BE ONE OF US! AMERICA IS WHITE! ALWAYS HAVE BEEN, AND ALWAYS WILL!" Garrett screamed manically, his face backing up totally into that of Mateo, who had to stand back in order to get the boy's rank breath out of his nostrils, before he looked up and saw that the various kids and students were quickly making way for someone to actually get through to them...

Jesus Christ, it was CJ Parker...he was seen as literal royalty here at the school...even more the younger kids seriously looked up to him and aspired to be like him...not even to mention the girls who was actually wetting their panties at the mere sight of the handsome teenager.

CJ stopped immediately as he reached those who were held captive on the school ground against their will, before his eyes firmly flickered over to Mateo, and then finally up at Garrett.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL IS HAPPENING HERE!? HAVE YOU GONE INSANE?" he directed his visible anger up towards his best friend, who seriously seemed like he had just swallowed a can full of acid vinegar, with the more popular CJ actually looking like he was choosing sides here...and not that of Garrett's whatsoever.

"Uhm...what do you think? I'm teaching these idiots a lesson in what it means to NOT be where you aren't fucking supposed to be!" he sneered down towards CJ, who rolled his eyes and turned around to face the scores of people who had turned up to see what was going on, and none of which had done even a single thing to even TRY and help those who were suffering over Garrett's rule and reign.

"And you guys are serious okay with this? Jesus!" he muttered, before he turned around and pointed his index finger over at Garrett.

"These people have classes to go to, just like you and me, dude! Come on, stop being this much of a douchebag and just leave them alone! What did they even DO to you, apart from being a different race than you are?" he shouted upwards at Garrett, his fists balling at his side, and once more Mateo's heart beat twice as fast, as he noticed that CJ was looking over towards him, every few seconds or so...why, he didn't know. The last time they had spoken, the dude had threatened to fucking beat his ass silly...but what was going on now, was way beyond even that, to be fair.

Garrett shook his head, as if he still couldn't believe at what he was seeing and hearing, before he finally jumped off both of the rubbish bins that he had been standing on this whole time, probably to give him extra height, before he marched his ass over towards his best friend, and came to a solid standstill as he reached him.

"CJ...you're my fucking best friend...you're supposed to be on my side here! Look at them! LOOK AT THEM! Fucking illegal immigrants coming up in here and stealing what is OURS! Why are you so fucking WOKE these days that you can't see that?" he hollered over towards CJ, who folded his arms and stared defiantly up at Garrett.

" That's SO not your battle to fucking fight! What the hell is going on with you? Has your dad messed up your brain THIS much with his Republican bullshit?"

The entire shock breathed in a hiss of shock at the sound of CJ's words...they were conflicted to be honest. They wanted to support the major's son, because thanks to their precious mommies and daddies, they were taught that the total SPAWN that Frank Lavery was speaking was the truth. That America was and needed to be exclusively WHITE and Caucasian.

That black people, Latino people...Asian people...Arab people weren't welcome in here. The scary thing was, just how many people were starting to turn towards that dark, dark side just because of one man trying to enforce his evil mind on the general public. But...this was CJ Parker challenging his son. Hands down the most popular boy in this entire school...they didn't know where to look, all of a sudden, or even what to think, as the two boys faced off. Best friends since bloody kindergarten, now seemingly at the most dangerous of teenager wars.

Garrett scoffed and looked his best friend squarely in the eye, before he spat onto the ground, where he missed CJ's shoes by mere centimeters.

"You think...you honestly think that they deserve to share the same school as us? To get an education like us? To some day...totally ruin this great country by becoming a president of colour like Obama did! And look how THAT turned out! Jesus, CJ, get your fucking head in the game, American should be for Americans!"

He cackled once more, before he literally shoved CJ out of the way, until he was facing the crowd that was still refusing to go to their final class, that was still waiting to hear what the son of the mayor wanted to get out there.

"LET'S SHOW THEM WE MEAN BUSINESS! U-S-A! U-S-A! SEND THEM HOME! SEND THEM HOME!" Garrett started to chat mercilessly, turning around to face CJ, as well as the Latino and Black kids were was still cornered and held captive, restricting them the access to get to their final class, as Mateo looked upwards at the several windows of the classrooms up high...and as far as he could see, there were several of his teachers...just standing at said windows...watching all of this...two or even three of them were complete and utter smiles on their faces.

Two of them were actually recording what was happening.

"SEND THEM HOME! SEND THEM HOME!" came the horrific chant over and over and over, before two police cars suddenly came rushing onto the school grounds, sending most of the teenagers flying in their rush get to get out of the way and out of trouble, before these cops would think they had something to do with what was going on, finally releasing the so-called captured school kids, all of them very much relieved at the realization that someone actually had the balls to call the cops and tell them what was going on.

"This ain't over...not by a bloody long shot!" Garrett yelled over to where he could see James placed his hand on Mateo's shoulder in some form of support, before he too, made sure that he got the heck out of there.

CJ took a deep breath, and made his way over towards James and Mateo, after making sure that the rest of those who had been restricted against their will was okay, and unharmed, before slowly turning towards Mateo and looked his deep in his eyes.

"I...I don't even know what the hell to say...you okay, or..."

"Yeah, the fuck I'm fucking okay! What the hell do you think, after all of this? How can any person of colour actually be okay?" Mateo shouted viciously over towards CJ, before turning around and wanting to just...somehow escape this shithole that was currently his reality and just get the fuck home, to where he was safe and sound, the happenings of the entire afternoon now only really registering to him...and just what Garrett Lavery and the greater majority of his fellow learners was actually capable of.

If the cops hadn't arrived them they did...he didn't even wanna think about it.

Just as he was about to grab his backpack and let rip, he felt a hand on his arm...and unlike that of Garrett's, CJ's wasn't vicious, or full of menace by any means. It was a gentle, slow and kind touch, to which he allowed himself to get turned around and actually face the boy who had been front, middle and center of his dreams for the past few weeks.

"Look, I'm sorry okay? If you ask me, I honestly think that Garrett has been brainwashed by the shit that his father is going around and spreading..." CJ started to say, but Mateo shook his head, refusing to believe that CJ was actually trying to DEFEND the son of a bitch.

"Dude, I get that he's your fucking best friend and everything, but that shit could have turned nasty...and I have two more years here. Unlike James, I can't just ran away to Uni at the end of the year! So forgive me, if I can't jump on the understanding bandwagon like you!" he hissed towards CJ, who sighed and simply had no other option but to shrug his shoulders.

"I'm sorry...I really am. More than that, I can't do...you take care of yourself, okay?" CJ uttered, taking one last, somewhat lingering look towards the Hispanic boy, before he walked over to talk to the cops, as they were demanding statements from the students over what the hell had happened.

"You and CJ Parker are all buddies all of a sudden...did I miss something? Apart from nearly being sent back to Mexico by Garrett Lavery..." James asked, with a sarcastic smile, trying to somehow make light of the horrors that they were forced to endure this afternoon, before Mateo sighed and forced his eyes away from CJ's lanky body.

"Nothing to see here...de nada amigo..." he whispered, before he took out his phone, and started to message his father to come and pick him up...he had way more than enough for one day.

**

"See anything that you like?"

Mateo turned around and noticed that CJ had stood behind him for God knows how long, before he handed him a drink and smiled as he did so.

"Don't worry, it's not spiked with anything," he giggled as he looked over towards the scores and scores of teenagers going solidly at it on the dance floor, as the party had really gotten started just about an hour or so into the actual event. Mateo shrugged his shoulders and continued to shoot murderous daggers over at Janey...who was ever so happily mixing the shit with none other than Garrett Lavery himself, before he downed his entire soft drink in one go, wiping his mouth clean, and storming angrily out of the school hall.

"You can damn well find someone else to write your precious story, I'm outta here..." he hissed towards James as he passed him, the latter staring at his date in sheer disbelief, and then back at CJ, who was quickly on his way to following Mateo out of the hall himself.

"Sorry, dude, must be his time of the month..." the popular white boy snickered as he patted James on his shoulder, before he continued following Mateo to where ever he was going.

CJ knew that he was looking for trouble...he knew that he should keep his distance from the handsome nerd that was Mateo Gonzalez if he knew what was good for him, but hey...it wasn't like anyone was about to follow them, was it? Not with the alcohol being in full flow in there, and the music getting louder and louder at every passing second.

The moment that he saw Janey with Garrett, arriving at the dance, he sighed...Garrett was in his own little world these days, a world which had been totally and completely corrupted by his Republican father, day by day, and he was forced to accept that his best friend of several years, unfortunately, wasn't the same person he knew any longer. The good, kind boy that he had grown up with, would never much as even hurt a fucking fly back in the day, when in reality, he had changed SO much for the worse. What happened THAT day on the school grounds was something he NEVER in his mind thought he ever would encounter...and yet, it happened, with Garrett being the main instigator of the hate against those who weren't what he deemed to be AMERICAN enough to be even near him.

He treaded carefully as he saw Mateo sitting on one of the benches still inside the school area, the ones that students used when they waited for their parents to pick them up in the afternoons after their extra-curricular activities. Mateo launched his head to the side as he heard movement coming his way, terrified to be honest that it was perhaps Garrett and his cronies coming back for Round two from the other day, and God...just imagine this time he would have Janey of ALL people with him...that would be the final fucking straw...he had a good mind to fucking go back to Mexico with his dad after seeing her with...HIM...just now in the school hall, dancing the night away as if Garrett Lavery didn't instigate a fucking mob against those of a different colour only mere days before.

He sighed as he saw it was in fact, only CJ Parker, as he stood up, quite ready to bolt, if he needed...simply because apart from Garrett himself, this was honestly the LAST person he was in the mood to fucking talk to.

"What do you want, CJ...can't all of you just fucking leave me alone?" he asked miserably as CJ came ever closer, and came to an eventual standstill just a couple of meters from where Mateo was, before he smiled slightly and signaled towards the bench.

"You can sit your ass back down, dude...I ain't gonna attack you. I might be white and upper-class, but I'm not that much of a asshole," he said softly, before he himself, plonked his behind down on the soft, dry patches of grass beneath him, and simply seemed to stare up at the night sky, with its various stars scattered all over the heavens like fireflies in the total dimness of the moonlight upon them.

It was all quiet between the two boys for a while, before CJ heard and saw Mateo sit back down simultaneously, as he himself laid down on his back, to watch the sky, even better and way more comfortable.

"That couldn't have been easy to see, was it?"

"What the fuck are you even talking about?"

"Seeing Janey with Garrett. Come on...the whole school knows you have it bad for her!"

Mateo launched his head sideways, so fast, that he nearly ended up with whiplash.

"Half the school don't even know what the hell my name is, get real and don't come here talking shit, CJ Parker..." he murmured underneath his breath.

Silence yet again.

"Why aren't you even here? Shouldn't you be in there, right now? You're CJ Parker, after all, isn't it kinda of like...expected of you to hang out with all those babes right now? If they see you here with little old me, then your street cred will totally be in the trash," Mateo dared to say, not even wanting to look back at the most popular boy in school laying down on the grass next to him, as he looked up once he heard CJ giggling, before he actually started to laugh out loud, and manically on top of it all.

"Dude! I actually came down here for some peace and fucking quiet...which I see I'm totally not gonna get..." Mateo said once more, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms, placing both of his legs straight out in front of him.

With one swift movement, CJ got up and walked over to where Mateo was, before he too, sat down next to the handsome Latino boy on the bench.

"You know...more than anyone...why I'm so not gonna do that...the part where you want me to go at it with those babes in there...so why even bother to actually ask that?" he whispered, turning his head to face Mateo.

Mateo scoffed at the dude next to him, but made no effort whatsoever to getting away from his person either.

"Oh, I think you can remember, even if it was a few weeks back! You fucking threatened to beat my Hispanic ass up if I even DARED to say the word GAY in front of you..." he said quietly, looking down at his folded arms as he did so.

He heard CJ sighed, long and hard, before the boy once more stood up and walked away a little further from him, turning around, feasting his eyes over the entire school yard, the hall where the music was still on full blast, where the various voices and screams of dancing pleasure could still be heard, before he looked over at Mateo.

"Yeah...I wanted to say sorry for all that a long time ago, but I honestly didn't know how."

Mateo giggled.

"It's two words, dude. Not fucking rocket science," he joked.

CJ nodded but didn't return his smile. For a while there was another deadly silence between them, before CJ sat back down next to him.

"I panicked okay?"

"Say what, now?"

CJ swallowed and cleared his throat.

"I fucking panicked. I really did. Someone...someone suddenly knew my secret, my secret that I had tried my best to actually hide from people. Dude, there was so many times that I actually...just fucked girls just to see if I could actually CHANGE myself...CHANGE the way that I would feel whenever I would see a sexy ass boy in school or on TV, or even when playing soccer against other schools. I tried to convince myself that I was CJ Parker...and that I couldn't possibly be gay...fat lot of shit that helped. Here I am...hidden so fucking deep in the motherfucking closet that it took me getting PISS ASS drunk to finally...well, you know."

Mateo nodded and looked to his right, directly at CJ. God...he hated to admit it, but the boy was a looker. He was stunningly beautiful. Whatever had been in the water when this dude was conceived, he could fucking swear God Almighty had blessed it with his Holy Spirit. He swallowed...where the HELL was all these thoughts even coming from, he was straight! He didn't exactly go around checking out dudes for a living...but Jesus man, he had to be blind as a bat not to realise how handsome CJ Parker really was.

"That night..." he started to say, before he took a much-needed breath, and continuing...

"...that night, was the first time that I ever had anyone do anything...sexual to me. It was kinda a big deal...and like you said, you weren't a fucking virgin at all...you're used to all of that," he finally managed to finish his sentence.

CJ hanged his head forward for a few seconds, before he turned his entire body to face Mateo.

"You don't get it, do you? Honestly...you straight guys have it way easy."

He swallowed once more, with Mateo watching him like hawk, before he carried on.

"Do you honestly think...that Garrett...my fucking BEST FRIEND...would still want anything to do with me if he knew that I was a homo? The last time I checked, Republicans didn't just hate the guts out of people of a different skin colour, but also people like me...gay, lesbian, transgender, fucking take your pick! What the hell do you think he's gonna do if he EVER knows that I'm gay?"

A tear silently rolled down CJ's cheek as he angrily proceeded to wipe it away, with Mateo's eyes widening at every passing second as he heard the desperation in the popular white boy's voice, the sheer level of with which he conducted himself, his true self finally and powerfully coming out to someone else, other than himself for the very first time...

"What's more...I believe you. I fucking believed you the other day at your house when you said that I told you...that I didn't do anything that I really didn't want to. Truth is...I knew you weren't lying the moment that you said it. Dude...I was like twelve...when I first realised that I was different, that I wanted different things than Garrett and all the others. All that they ALWAYS did, was talk about which girl they wanted to fuck, never mind if they would actually do it. I fucking learned to blend in...because if I didn't...I would honestly be someone like you. Someone that wasn't accepted. Someone that people wouldn't wanna mix with."

"CJ..."

"I'm not done!"

CJ stood up and raised both of his arms upwards, and it came to a solid fold behind his head, as he faced away from Mateo, before he sniffed and spoke once more...

"You know...that night...it meant a lot to me too. And not because I can't remember even a fucking quarter of it...but because it actually happened. Something which I never, EVER, thought I'd EVER get the chance to do! I have dreamed...so many times of having a boy with me in my bedroom...we wouldn't JUST be doing sexual stuff, we would also just...have fun! Talk...shoot the shit, and just BE together. You made that a fucking reality, amigo...whether you wanted to or not."

Mateo's heart as beating so fast, he honestly thought he was having some kind of panic attack...this was way raw, and very much real. This was CJ Parker opening himself up to his deepest, darkest desires, and what was even more shocking...that he was trusting him...Mateo Gonzalez...the laughing stock of the school, with all of this.

He looked up with pursed lips as he heard CJ speak again, and this time, the sexy ass boy turned towards him, and looked him right in the eye as he said the words...

"And you know what's the fucking cherry on the cake...you know what's so fucking pathetic, even more than not being able to tell anyone who the fuck I truly am? You really wanna know? I wanted to BE...no, actually BE with another guy for so long...kiss him...caress his skin...suck his dick if I could...fuck him in return...okay, me and you didn't get to do all of that, but you know what? I would have KILLED...to remember what it felt like. What we did. I'm telling you, when I woke up that morning, and I looked down at the bed...and I saw your leftover dried cum on my duvet...realizing that there was dried cum on my face...when I realized that I still had that metallic taste in my fucking mouth...I knew something wonderful had happened, regardless of how...and with who. It's just...it's just really fucking sad that I can't remember it. Where in this fucking lifetime, would I EVER get another chance to do THAT ever again?" he finally finished his train of thought, his throat hoarse, as the words kept coming and going, over and over, without stopping...

...the tears streaming across his face, as he sunk his head downwards and sighed heavily, with massive, wreaking, heaving sobs pulsing out of his body, like no one has EVER seen him do before.

Mateo didn't know what to say...after a statement like that. He always knew that gay people had gotten a sheer raw deal from their various peers, but until now...it seemed, he didn't realize just HOW bad it was for them.

For someone like CJ Parker, to stand here before him, reduced to a total and utter mess, a million miles away from the handsome, sexy, confidant teenager that he had always loathed, somewhat despised...and yet, secretly wanted to be like...wanting everything he had...his looks, his intense popularity, and what he had THOUGHT...was his natural way of flirting with girls.

"CJ...I'm...I really sorry. I didn't mean to..."

CJ sniffed, wiping the remaining of his tears away, before he blew out some pent-up breath, smiling wry fully as he did so.

"Yeah well...what are you gonna do? I had my one opportunity to feel what it was like, and I fucking blew it...I'll never have another chance..." he whispered, his cold breath streaming out of his mouth, hanging in sheer midair, bobbing around for the world to see.

Mateo had made his choice, before he even know that he was going to do it.

He couldn't stand seeing the one boy who had defended him...literally the only person in the entire school who had the GUTS to actually STAND up to Garrett Lavery and all that he stood for...and having to see firsthand who CJ Parker truly was...deep inside his very core.

There was no way that he couldn't do it.

He had after all, done it before.

And that, didn't kill him. The world, didn't stop.

CJ immediately tensed up as he realized that Mateo had finally gotten up and had joined him, side by side in looking out over the rest of the school yard. He shuddered as he felt Mateo place the palm of his hand on his cheek, and held it there for a while...the warmness and the sheer inferno from the handsome Latino boy's skin making him quiver across his entire body.

"What...wait, what are you d..." was all that he managed to get out, before he saw Mateo shaking his head.

With his heart still beating ever so fast, and with a pulse that was racing inside his flesh...and with a brain that only wanted to make it all better for the suffering boy before him...

...Mateo Gonzalez leaned in and kissed CJ Parker with everything that he possibly had inside of him.

CJ softly moaned as he realized that what was happening wasn't some sort of dream...this was sheer reality at its best. And nothing and no one that he had dreamed of in his past, that he would be doing this with, would have EVER done a better job than the biggest supposed nerd in the entire school was, at that moment and time.

Deepening the kiss, CJ reached slowly upwards and ever so gently took the sides of Mateo's handsome face in the palms of his hands, feeling the boy quake with what HAD to be most of the confusing feelings that had ever ripped through his teenage body. Mateo, having been defined as straight all his life, even for him, he suddenly didn't care what he was doing...as long as it FELT GOOD! And it sure as hell did.

Eventually, both boys had to come up for some air, which they needed to fucking breathe...only they were reluctant as hell to actually let each other go. The moment that Mateo's wet lips released themselves from CJ's, both boys sighed with emotional and sexual desire as CJ looked at Mateo with unshed tears in his eyes, his deepest, most desperate desire of his life, having been fulfilled, at last.

"Holy shit..." he whispered, his eyes never leaving that of Mateo's who also couldn't bare to look away from the boy opposite him...CJ Parker...fucking hell...who would have thought his first ever kiss would have been with a boy of THIS magnitude?

"I know...dios mio..." he whispered back...his legs nearly giving away from underneath him, and having to be held up by an equally disjointed CJ.

For a while, it was like both boys didn't know what the hell to even say to the other, now that the "forbidden deed" had been done, but eventually, CJ regained control over his facial muscles, as a huge ass smile slowly broke over his handsome features, which was more than reciprocated by Mateo himself.

"I thought you were straight...what the hell were you even thinking..." CJ whispered, using his right thumb to slowly caress Mateo's skin as he spoke.

Mateo swallowed and closed his eyes...forcing himself to think of a certain girl...that he always, ALWAYS thought he was kinda destined to be with...but seeing her in the arms of his biggest enemy earlier that night totally and completely BROKE something within him...something that he didn't think he could EVER get back.

He slowly shook his head, as his eyes streamed across CJ's entire persona...his beautiful smile, his charming, incredible blue eyes...that blond hair that you just ACHED to run your fingers through...those strong hands of his keeping him inside his firm grip...

...dared he say it...

...making him feel like HIS own.

"Yeah...I'm straight...suddenly I'm not so totally sure about that, any more..." he finally replied.

**

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