The Wounds Within My Heart By James
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The Wounds Within My Heart
Chapter Six
Nohea
That weekend Pietro and I spent together was the best one yet. It rained for the rest of that Saturday, and once back home he and I went to our room. Everyone else went out to get stuff done, and they wouldn't be back until later that night. They let us know that as we rode back home, and I immediately thought about Pietro and I spending a few hours in bed enjoying each other. Pietro must have been thinking the same thing, because he grabbed my hand, caressing my palm with his thumb in that slow way he did when letting me know he wanted to be alone together!
After making sure everyone was gone, Pietro took me to our room, and we undressed. We got a quick shower, then I got in bed after Pietro pulled down the sheets and blankets. He was on top of me instantly, and we made out for several minutes while caressing and touching each other all over! It felt so good to be with him like that, and like usual, I never wanted that time together to end!
Soon we stopped kissing each other and Pietro began brushing his finger tips all over my chest. He stopped a couple of times to lightly pinch both of my nipples, then he slid his finger tips up and down both my sides and all over my stomach! I always loved when he did that, and I could tell it turned him on just as much to see how much it drove me crazy!
"Oh yeah Pietro!" I yelled. "That feels so fucking amazing! I love that so much! Oh god, keep doing that my love!"
He did that a few more times, then I motioned for him to get on to his back. I repeated all of that to him, then I began lightly sucking and licking all over his nipples which got him even more turned on! He bucked and thrashed wildly as I kept this up! I then repeated on his sides what he had done with me moments before, then I got on top of him, positioning us so that our cocks were lined up together. Wrapping our arms around each other, we began thrusting against one another! It felt so good, our hard and warm cocks rubbing together like that!
Soon Pietro moved so that he was on top of me, and we kept grinding against one another while passionately making out and sucking on each other's tongues! Finally, Pietro thrust against me hard and let out a loud yell as he began blasting his cum between us!
"Oh fuck!" I yelled as my own cum began exploding to join with his!
After we both came down, we kissed for several moments, then cleaned the cum off of one another! We weren't done yet though. Pietro moved between my legs where my hard cock still stood in need of his touch! He began sucking me, making sure to deep-throat me every time!
"Oh god Pietro!" I yelled as I thrashed wildly on the bed! "Oh that feels so good! Fuck yeah! Don't stop! Keep doing that!"
He kept it up for a few more minutes, then I was exploding into his hot wet mouth! I was surprised that there was still a lot given how much I came a few minutes ago! I then sucked him off, soon to be rewarded with his own huge blasts of creamy cum! I swallowed them all down as quickly as he had done with me, and we then lay there kissing and caressing one another once again!
After breaking the kiss, I looked deeply into Pietro's eyes. He looked back just as intently and deeply. I leaned forward then tenderly kissed him on the lips, and smiled.
"You were great like always my love," I whispered.
He nodded, then made the I Love You hand gesture against the left side of my chest.
"I love you too Pietro," I answered. "I always will, and I fall in love with you more and more every day. I know that probably doesn't seem possible, but that's how it is for me!"
"It's the same for me as well Nohea," he replied. "I completely understand, and my love for you is as strong today than it's ever been, and it gets only more so strong as we continue to be together every day! You really are amazing! You're the best boyfriend I've ever had, and I know you've been the only boyfriend I have had. I don't ever want anyone but you. You're also the love of my life, and my one true best friend! You always will be all of that to me!"
"You're all those things to me as well Pietro!" I said as we kissed again. "I don't ever want anyone but you as my boy friend and life partner. You complete me in ways I couldn't begin to describe in words. When I'm with you, I feel so safe, loved and protected. Being in your arms, I feel like it's just you and I, like the world disappears for a moment."
"I feel the same way," he answered. "I love holding you in my arms when we do that!"
"I love that too," I responded. "I really love it so much!"
The rest of that weekend passed with us spending time with Pietro's family, then we went back home where Pietro and I enjoyed the last evening of Summer Vacation with dad and Triston. It was really nice, and we went to bed early that Sunday night. Monday would come soon enough.
Walking through the doors of Sangger High that Monday morning, I was immediately introduced to our new Principal who went by the name of Karl Heins. I did hear at the end of this past school year that our original principal Mr. Pearce might be leaving to work for another school. From what Mr. Heins said when introducing himself to me, that transfer had come through.
As I shook hands with him, I was finding quickly that there was something off. His handshake seemed as if he was attempting to dominate, and his voice sounded as if he was having to force a good-natured tone into it. Pietro was standing beside me, and Mr. Heins just barely acknowledged his presence.
"We also have several new teachers, three of which will be teaching a few of the classes the two of you will be in," Heins went on. "Mr. Richardson will be teaching Math, and Mrs. Smith will be teaching History. Then Mr. Spenser will be teaching Phys-ED. The coach you guys had ended up going to another school when offered the position back last month sometime."
"I look forward to meeting all of the new staff members," I said.
"Good, and I'm sure you'll find them most satisfactory," Heins said. "I'll meet up with the two of you later on later today, or sometime tomorrow. I wanted to discuss a few other things with you two that concerns you both personally. I just don't want there to be any misunderstandings between the three of us."
The way he said that last part really got my concern up more. His tone hardened slightly, and he sounded as if he was trying to work to maintain that cheerful note in his voice, but was failing horribly at it.
The day progressed, and by now it was lunch time. Pietro and I went off campus to one of the restaurants, and once seated, I moved the menus out of the way. I then let the waiter know that we would be a moment. He agreed, then went back near the counter. Turning to Pietro I heard him writing quickly. He typed much faster than usual, and this was usually when he was angry or on edge about something.
"Obviously I know nothing about this Heins character, but from what I've seen of him so far, I trust him about as easily as I can throw an 18-floor-tall building," Pietro said. "You might have heard the tone in his voice, and so did I. I also saw his face. He looks like someone who's been lying for so long that even he doesn't know what the truth as any longer."
"I noticed his tone, definitely," I answered. "There's something about him I just don't like. Then what was that crap about him wanting to meet with just you and I? There's also that thing he said about wanting to make sure we all understood each other. Something is definitely off."
"I agree," Pietro responded. "I don't know what, but I don't like this at all."
Doing our best to put everything from school out of our minds, we ordered and just enjoyed the time we had with it being just the two of us. Once finished, Pietro and I returned to school. We were just seconds through the doors of the building when Mr. Heins came up to us.
"Good, you're both back," he said. "Please come with me. We'll be going to my office, and I need to talk with the both of you."
"What's this about?" I asked.
"Just come with me please," he said voice hardening slightly. "We'll just have a short talk, then you can return to class. Don't worry, I already informed Mr. Spenser that you'll be a few minutes late to gym class."
Once in his office, Heins closed the door then sat behind his desk. Pietro and I were instructed to sit across from him. I sat down, then Pietro did the same.
"Normally I don't try to involve myself in the personal lives of my students," Heins went on. "That being said though, I've heard from various people around the school that the two of you seem to be in a relationship based on so-called alternative life styles."
I felt the first awakenings of anger at his tone, as well as him calling our sexual orientations alternative life styles. I thought that we were all over this kind of Bullshit!
"Exactly who have you been hearing this from, and what do you mean by alternative life styles?" Pietro asked.
"I'm sorry," Heins said voice aimed directly at me. "Exactly how much can he understand of what's being said to him."
"Everything," I said making no attempt to hide my contempt. "It's always best if you talk to him as if he has full intellectual abilities that are on the same level as yours or mine."
"Well, we'll have to check into that," Heins said dismissively.
"Mr. Heins, I don't mean to be rude," I began. "But Pietro has already been tested, and those results are in his files. You can call his parents, and they'll confirm it. Bottom line is that he's as mentally and intellectually competent as you or I."
"And I don't mean to be rude Mr. Swanson," Heins said voice losing all attempts at good-natured tones. His voice was hard and cold now. "But I'm not calling anyone and asking them anything. I've dealt with special ed students and other retarded kids before at other schools, and believe me when I tell you that they're far from being as competent as either you or I. Most of them go on to commit crimes, do drugs and engage in as much promiscuous sex as they can. Now that brings me to the two of you. When I said that you both are involved in alternative life styles, I mean that my understanding is that you're both involved in the homosexual life style with one another."
"We're both boyfriends, and while not announcing that every day, we make no attempt to hide it," I said. "We never made any secret of that."
"So I understand, and that's exactly what worries me," he said. "Your kind aren't as accepted all the time as you'd like to think you are. Also, there's still the fact that this is a school, not a pick-up bar."
"What are you talking about?" Pietro asked, and I knew he was as pissed as I was.
"I'm talking about the fact that this is a place for learning, and I don't want your friend here getting the idea that he can just go and force himself on any guy who has a functioning penis," Heins said, still looking directly at me. As far as he was concerned, Pietro might as well have not been there with us.
"Pietro isn't like that, and I really am angry that you're basically accusing us of sleeping around," I said face growing hot with anger and rage. "I'd like to know who you've heard any of this from about us being boyfriends."
"It was just from a few other teachers," he said dismissively. "It's really no problem."
"It actually is a problem," I said looking directly at him. "We might be out as gay guys and boyfriends, but that doesn't give people the right to talk about us behind our backs, especially if they're telling it in such a way as to spin an Anti-LGBT narrative. If it gets back to students who might already have problems with LGBT people, and if they're of the mind to do something about it, then all this kind of thing will do is help them create a reason for possibly doing something violent towards us. If nothing else, narratives like this can easily take on a life of their own that eventually become devoid of any truth at all. Then if someone wants to harm us, then they have even more ammo."
"Then that's where the two of you come in," Heins said. "While you're on school property, you'll both have to refrain from any public displays of affection. Specifically, that means no hand-holding, hugging, kissing or any other similar gestures. Oh, and obviously any kind of sexual contact will result in the two of you being arrested for public indecency. Further to that end, I've started the paperwork to reassign Pietro to the Special Ed branch of the school. He'll be there throughout the day, and unless you guys meet up for lunch, then you'll only get to see him at the end of the day."
"Again, I'm fully capable of doing the same work as are Nohea and our other class mates and friends," Pietro said.
"I know he thinks he can do it, but I'm not a believer," Heins went on still facing me. "He'll be better suited to the Special Ed classes. Besides, we wouldn't want him thinking he could start trying to have sex with you right out in the hallway for all to see now, would we?"
"Mr. Heins, I really don't appreciate the way you've spoken to either one of us for this whole meeting," I said voice sharp with rage. "Pietro's and my relationship as boyfriends has no direct affect on our performance on our school work and class time. I don't know what kind of problem you have with the LGBT Community, but everything you said about us, and about Pietro in particular, is the exact kind of hateful rhetoric that can lead to people like us being verbally assaulted, physically beaten up or even killed. It's irresponsible at best, and dangerous at worst!"
"Mr. Swanson it seems as if you're trying to blame everyone else for the consequences of your own problematic choices," Mr. Heins said sharply. "If any harm comes to either one of you, it'll be only because of the things you guys do out in public. You and you alone are responsible for your choices, and no one else. Now it's settled. You and Pietro aren't allowed to be physically expressive towards each other on school grounds for any reason, and at no time what-so-ever. Speaking of which, I understand that there's a dance coming up in a couple of weeks. Needless to say that unless the two of you act appropriately during the course of the event, then you might as well not attend. Also, Pietro, as I said has been reassigned to Special Ed classes which will start tomorrow, and that's final. The subject is closed. Should either of you have a problem, then get your respective families to take it up with myself and others in the administration team."
"If we refuse any of what you said?" I asked.
"Then you'll both receive a week's worth of detention," Heins replied.
I slammed my locker shut, and Pietro was immediately at my side. The day was finally over, and we walked as quick as possible out of the building and out to wait for my dad to pick us up.
"That fucking Bastard," I whispered about Mr. Heins as Pietro and I sat on the bench facing the parking lot. "We'll need to look him up. I'm wondering if he came from a school where Anti-LGBT Bigotry was tolerated, or even accepted?"
"I wondered that same thing," Pietro answered. "I'm especially pissed about how they've reassigned me to Special Ed classes. Even if it didn't keep me away from you, there's still the issue that you and I both know that I'm capable of more intellectually challenging work than what they'd teach in those classes. No offence to the kids in those classes, but I think that we both can guess that they're not really being taught in a way that truly allows them to express their full selves."
"I agree," I said. "We need to come up with a plan, because what they're doing definitely isn't acceptable at all!"
Relief flooded through me when I heard a car's engine slow, then a door open. It was my dad, and he was walking towards us. We got up, then were in the car heading back home. We didn't let a second go by before we began telling him about what happened that day. We hoped that there was something he could do!
Author's Notes
I told you a while back that there would be some changes for Nohea and the boys once they returned to school. Now you guys are finding out what they are. In the next chapter, you'll see what else happens to Nohea and Pietro as they go through the next few days and weeks at school. You guys will find out soon what if anything David and Pietro's family can do to help them.
Having said all that, I hope you're all having a good evening, and doing well. I'll see everyone in Chapter Seven.