Date: Sun, 5 Aug 2012 21:54:19 -0700
From: kavika <kavika66@gmail.com>
Subject: A High School Tale Chapter 8

A High School Tale

Chapter 8

By Kavika


After the drama earlier in the week things seem to settle down in the lives
of Iggy and Carson.  The week sped along and Friday afternoon Iggy found
himself in the school's gym watching the wrestling match.  This match was
against their rival high school from across town.  Iggy had no clue as to
what the rules of wrestling were.  The only reason Iggy was there was to
watch Carson wrestle.  He found himself looking at Carson sitting on the
bench waiting for his match.  He was dressed in his warm-up suit which
covered up most of his body.  He looked as if he was deep in thought.  Iggy
liked looking at his new friend and waited until the moment he would see
him in his wrestler's singlet.  He admitted to himself that he liked the
skin tight uniform which left almost nothing to his teenage imagination.
 He even pictured himself and Carson alone in his bedroom exploring each
other's body while they both wore singlets.


Over the past week they had spent a lot time together getting to know each
other.  If they were not studying then they were working on Iggy's new
exercise routine.  As with all beginners Carson had started him on the
smallest amount of weights.  He didn't want to push him too hard and have
him hurt himself.   Iggy was certainly grateful that his trainer was taking
it easy on him.  Overall their time together was good.  Sometimes it was a
little difficult for Iggy to focus on his training when Carson was there
with him.  Iggy was a bit embarrassed about what happened in his bedroom
and felt that he had crossed a line with Carson.  They were both party to
what happened but Iggy felt a bit more responsible.  He didn't want to
cross that line again and was careful not to threaten his friendship with
Carson by making a pass at him and ending their friendship

.

Carson on the other hand wanted to draw closer to Iggy.  He held himself
back as well not wanting to come across as someone who couldn't control his
hormones.  He wanted many times to take Iggy in his arms and press his lips
on his.  On one occasion after a session with Iggy, Carson had to jump into
a cold shower to quash the sexual tension he was feeling.    Both boys
wanted more than friendship but they were both new to relationships and
knew nothing on starting one.


The ref's whistle sounded the close of another match between the rivals.
At the sound of the whistle Carson stood from the bench and began to take
off his warm-up suit.  The school colors were powder blue and black.  The
singlet he wore showed the school colors.  The lower half of the singlet
was powder blue and the upper black.  Carson's singlet clung to his body
like a second skin.  He ran his hands over the front of the singlet and
took a second to adjust the suit around his lower half.  He did a few
stretches as he waited for the ref to call for him.


He faced his rival, a boy that had a reputation for wrestling dirty.
Carson knew he had to keep on his toes and not let this guy get the better
of him.  The ref called the two wrestlers into a small circle.


"Alright guys, give me a clean fight.  I don't want any illegal moves so
keep the funny stuff to a minimum.  If I see anything I'll call the match
and your team will lose the match.


Carson shook his opponent's hand and waited for the whistle to signal the
start of the match.

Iggy sat on the edge of his seat as he watched Carson.  When the whistle
blew both wrestlers began their moves to outdo the other.   The match to
say the least was quite equal.  Each of the young men moved around the mat
like professionals.  There were a few moves around the circle.  Carson was
in a strong hold and feared only for a moment before he shook off his
opponent.  He struggled to pin the other boy down as they were both
strong.  The only thing that Carson had over this other boy was his
strength in his legs.  He was winning the match.  He finally threw his
nemesis and won the final point which won him the match.

Carson pumped his fist in the air to show he was superior over his rival.
The ref held his hand up in victory.  Iggy was on his feet and cheering his
friend.  Carson looked over to Iggy in the stands and gave him a smile and
"thumbs up."


Iggy felt giddy and giggled as he smiled and returned Carson's thumbs up!


Carson made the motion for Iggy to stay and wait for him as he turned
towards the locker room.  They had no plans but Carson wanted to hang out.
Iggy nodded his head signaling he understood.



***



In the locker room the wrestling team were in various stages of undress.
Carson stripped off the sweaty singlet and made his way to the showers.  As
he washed his body he heard his name called out.


"Hey Andrews good match."  It was Scott Morgan.  He wasn't as big as Carson
and wrestled in another weight class.   Carson also knew that he was good
friends with Travis Berry.



"Thanks Morgan."  He replied.


His team mate looked Carson over as if examining him like a piece of
meat.   He smiled at him as he stepped closer to Carson.


"So, I heard you were friends with a faggot."  He laughed as his own
words.  "Does he give good head?"  He said it loud enough so the others
could hear.


Carson's body tensed with the words from his teammate.  He began to get
angry as he listened.


"You watch your mouth.  You don't know what you're talking about."  Carson
warned.


"Dude, Travis told me that you were hanging out with Ignacio, that gay
kid.  If it was me I'd have that boy on his knees sucking my cock."  He
smiled as his hand went to his swollen dick.  He began to stroke it as he
continued, "You're lucky.  You have your own personal cock sucker."  He
laughed.



Carson had had enough, "Shut your mouth!  You don't know what you're
talking about.  He's my friend and I think you should show him some
respect."


"I'll show him this," he said and he showed Carson his now rock hard boy
member.


Carson looked down at his cock,  "I don't think he would be able to find
it.  It's so small."


"There's enough there for him to choke on."  Scott said as he continued to
stroke his cock.


Carson looked him in the eyes, "Get the fuck away from me, you piece of
shit."


"What, are you his boyfriend?" he sneered.


In one move Carson had Scott against the tiled wall of the showers.  Their
other teammates turned and stared while Carson pinned him to the wall by
his neck.  Scott struggled to free himself but was not as strong as
Carson.  His face began to show panic as his eyes bulged.


He leaned close to Scott's face.  "I suggest you shut your mouth.  You got
that?"


There was a slight nod from Scott as the struggled to breath.


"Good," Carson said as he released his hold.


Scott grabbed his throat as he gasped for air.  He looked at Carson as he
walked out of the shower room.

His teammates kept quiet and continued their showers.

"Fag lover," Scott whispered under his breath.  "I'll get you."



***



Carson dressed quickly and left the locker room to find Iggy.  He wore his
royal blue spandex UA muscle shirt and a pair of denim shorts with flip
flops.  His mind was replaying the incident in the showers.  He worried
that his attraction for Iggy would ruin his chance at a athletic
scholarship.  He knew he had an excellent chance for getting a huge
scholarship that would take most of the financial burden off of his
mother's shoulders.  Although he didn't want to deny the feelings he was
having for Iggy he also thought that they would cause him to be distracted
from the wrestling team.  He didn't want to cause any other problems with
his team mates or the wrestling coach.  He wondered that if his teammates
found out he was gay would they want him off the team.  If that happened
Carson wouldn't have a chance at a scholarship.


He walked into the gym to find Iggy.  As he came closer he saw Iggy's face
light up.  His own heart rate increased as the distance between them grew
smaller and smaller.


 'How could I not care for this guy' he thought as he watched Iggy stand.



Iggy was dressed in a pair of blue skinny jeans that were tight on his
smaller body.  He wore a snug t-shirt that hugged his upper body.  Although
still skinny, Iggy's body was responding to his new exercise program.  His
body was getting toned and tight. Carson's body yearned to be close to him
and he could feel a stirring in his shorts.  He wanted nothing more than to
take Iggy in his arms and embrace him.  Pressing his lips to his was a
constant thought in his mind.  Carson's imagined them naked in bed and
having wild sex.  But was he kidding himself?  Did he really want a gay
relationship? He was only 16 years old and still not sure if he was gay.
Did he want to go down that path?  Did he want to face the almost certain
difficult life of a gay teen?


Iggy saw Carson enter the gym and a smile spread across his face.  As
Carson drew closer to him Iggy saw the faraway look on Carson's face.  He
wasn't sure what his friend was thinking about but he hoped that it was
him.  Ever since that time in his room Iggy felt desire to be closer to
Carson.  But the times they had been together nothing else had happened.
He definitely wanted more to happen between them but he didn't want to push
too hard and possibly ruin things between them.


"Hey,"  Iggy said as Carson stopped in front of him.  "Good match."


Carson looked down at him and a slight smile crossed his lips.  "Hey Iggy.
Thanks.  Did you enjoy watching?"


"Oh yeah it was cool.  I didn't really know what was going on but I think I
got the gist of it towards the end."


Carson smiled, "Well, I'll have to explain the rules of the game.  But
right now let's get out of here.  What do you want to do?"


"Are you hungry?  We can go to my place and have some food there or if you
want something else we can go there."

 "Your  place sounds great.  I'm in the mood for a little Mexican."  Carson
smiled at the double innuendo.

"Okay, Mexican it is then."



***



Casa Sanchez had just finished the lunch rush when the two young men
entered the front door.  There were still a few customers in the restaurant
and that was always a good sign to Iggy.  He led Carson to a table in the
back of the restaurant near the kitchen.  As they sat down they heard a
crash from the kitchen.  Applause could be heard coming from the kitchen as
Iggy stood up.


"I'm going to see what's going on in the kitchen.  I'll be right back," he
smiled at Carson as he made his way to the kitchen.

He entered to see his sister Eva with a broom and dust pan clearing up
pieces of a plate that was the cause of the crash.



"Is everything okay in here?"


Eva looked up, "Oh hi Iggy.  Yea, I'm just clearing up another mess."


She glanced over to a table in the corner of the kitchen.  David, Iggy's 8
year old brother sat with a sad look on his face.  Next to David sat
Carolina reading her book and next to her Jaime sat playing his video
game.  After school on Friday all the Sanchez children came to the
restaurant for an early dinner.


"Was he running around in the kitchen?" he asked his sister.


"Yes, I was talking to mom and turned my back for only a minute. Then I
heard the crash."


Iggy looked over and saw both his parents busy with the preparing of foods
for the dinner rush.  He walked over and greeted them and asked if he could
have two orders of chicken enchiladas.


"Two, why do you need two?" his father asked him.


"It's for me and my friend Carson.  He's out in the dining room and we're
both starving."


His mother over heard their conversation.  She looked at her husband when
she heard him explain his reason for two orders of food.  She held her
breath and waited to see if he would say anything to Iggy.


"You're not going to eat with the family today?" Francisco Sanchez asked.


"This is sort of like a celebration dinner.  Carson won his wrestling match
today."  Iggy looked at his father.


His father grunted and turned back to the preparation.  "Give me five
minutes and I'll start your enchiladas."


Iggy threw his arms around him, "Gracias Papi," he said as he kissed his
father on the cheek.


Paola smiled as she continued her work and breathed a little easier.


Iggy walked over to his siblings, "Hey guys come out to the dining room.  I
want you to meet someone."


The kitchen door swung open and all the Sanchez clan entered the dining
room.  Carson smiled as he saw Iggy with he assumed was his brothers and
sisters.


They all stopped in front of the table as Carson stood up.


"Carson, I want you to meet my brothers and sisters," Iggy said as he
gestured toward his family.


"This is Eva, she the next oldest after me."


"Hello Eva, it's nice to meet you," he said as he shook her hand.


Eva blushed and smiled, "It's nice to meet you too."


"And these are the twins, Jaime and Carolina," Iggy introduced.


"Hello, I'm Carson," he said as he shook both of their hands.  "It's nice
to meet you both."


Both Jaime and Carolina returned his smile, "It's nice meeting you too,"
Jaime answered for both of them.


"And this little guy is David," Iggy said and he picked up David and sat
him on his hip.  "He's 8 years old."


"Hello David,  I'm Carson."  Carson reached out to shake David's hand but
instead he found two arms reaching out to him.  Carson took the hint and
soon found himself with an armload of little boy.


"You have big muscles." David said.


Carson chuckled, "Yes I have big muscles."


"Do you wanna play horsey with me?" he asked.


"Horsey?"


Iggy giggled, "Not now David.  Maybe later."


David wriggled out of Carson's arms.  As he reached the floor he looked up
at Carson, "Promise?"


Carson held up his right hand, "I promise."


David smiled, "Okay!"  He turned and started to skip towards the kitchen.
All the others followed leaving Iggy and Carson alone again.


Carson laughed, "He's cute."


Iggy smiled, "Yes, he is."  He looked at Carson, "Not as cute as you
though."


He blushed as he looked at Iggy, "I'm nothing special."


Iggy reached over and placed his hand on his, "You're very special to me."


He looked into Carson's eyes.  His heart was racing.  His other hand moved
and held Carson's hand.

"I think..."


At that moment Francisco came to the table and saw his son and Carson.


Carson quickly withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes.


His father placed the plates on the table and looked at both young men.


"Papi, I want you to..."


Francisco ignored Carson, "Ignacio, can I see you in the kitchen please?"


"But Papi..."


"Now, Ignacio!"


Carson looked as Iggy stood from the table and followed his father.  He
lowered his head in his hands and said a quick prayer.
--

Well, that's chapter 8.  I hope you all enjoyed it.  I am sorry for the
long delay.
Kavika

He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep, to gain what he cannot lose.
Elliot-