I,you,toxic

Official Inga LGBT+

Siya stepped into the boys' locker room for the first time, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He had recently transferred to this school, leaving behind the basketball team he loved, and now he was faced with playing a sport he had little interest in—rugby. It was his father's decision, an attempt to mold him into the kind of man he wanted him to be, not the person Siya truly was.
As Siya scanned the room, his eyes fell on a figure that left him speechless. There stood Lunathi, the star rugby player of the school, with his chiseled physique and captivating smile. He was surrounded by teammates, laughing and joking, but Siya couldn't tear his eyes away. Lunathi's beauty was mesmerizing, and Siya found himself instantly drawn to him.
As Lunathi caught sight of Siya, he paused for a moment, his eyes locking with Siya's. A subtle smirk played on his lips, and Siya couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement run down his spine. It was as if Lunathi was silently flirting, teasing him with a secret only they shared.
Throughout the following weeks, Siya found himself unable to shake the attraction he felt for Lunathi. The rugby practices became the highlight of his day, not for the sport itself, but for the chance to be near Lunathi. They exchanged shy glances and small smiles, each seemingly testing the waters of the other's feelings.
Yet, beneath the surface of their shared connection, both Siya and Lunathi were grappling with their own inner struggles. In the black community they were part of, homosexuality was often a taboo topic, leaving many gay and bisexual men to hide their true selves for fear of judgment and rejection. Both Siya and Lunathi were no exception.
Lunathi projected his insecurities onto Siya, afraid to acknowledge his own desires. He often made casual homophobic remarks, a shield to protect his fragile heart. Siya, on the other hand, was navigating the delicate balance between pleasing his father and embracing his own identity.
One day, after rugby practice, Siya found himself alone with Lunathi in the locker room. As he was getting ready to leave, Lunathi approached him, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.
"Hey, Siya," Lunathi began, trying to keep his voice steady, "I wanted to say... you're a great player out there. It's impressive how you handle the game."
Siya blushed, feeling a warmth spread through him. "Thanks," he replied shyly. "You're pretty amazing too. I mean, on the field, you know."
Lunathi's eyes softened, and he took a step closer to Siya. "I'm glad you think so," he said, his voice quieter now. "You know, I've noticed you watching me during practice. It's nice to have someone's eyes on me."
Siya's heart skipped a beat, caught off guard by Lunathi's subtle flirtation. "Oh, uh... I didn't mean to stare," he stammered, trying to regain his composure.
Lunathi chuckled, his smile reassuring. "Don't worry about it," he said. "I kind of like it."
Siya's cheeks flushed even more, but he couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at Lunathi's words. It was as if they were dancing around a shared secret, their feelings unspoken but simmering just below the surface.
As the days passed, Siya and Lunathi found themselves drawn to each other, their conversations becoming more intimate, their glances lingering a little longer. They were navigating uncharted territory, two young men bound by the expectations of their community, yet yearning to break free and be true to themselves.

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