Date: Thu, 26 Apr 2018 01:47:00 -0400
From: yngalex008@aol.com
Subject: The Wind - 1

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Mike always loved sports. He had played football, basketball and baseball
in high school, back in indiana. He moved to California for school and
stayed. He married Kelly out of college. She gave him 3 kids, the younger
of which, Elian, was now 13. Elian played soccer all year round, which did
not really please Mike at first, but hey, it was the kid's choice. Besides
he was not built like a football player, or basketball player to be
honest. Brown hair, green eyes, an athletic build, but on the small side. A
perfect fit for soccer, really. And the boy was good. Composed, good game
vision and skills.


Mike enjoyed watching him play, even his practices, and he started to
understand more about the subtleties of soccer. Elian had made the district
team, which is a selection of the best players, among whom the state level
players are picked. Elian had made friends with Christian, probably the
best player.  on their team. A mexican-born boy, dark hair, brown eyes,
olive skin, with a build similar to Elian's.  Christian played midfielder,
and Elian often played behind him. The boys were going to the same school.
They were in the same grade, and played for the school soccer team as
well. Christian's parents worked a lot, and rarely made it to Christian's
games. Mike had offered to give the boy rides. He liked him. Shy, polite,
he moved with a juvenile grace that Mike enjoyed. Christian was often at
their house on week-ends after games and on holidays.


Christian has an older brother, Beto. Beto was 16, and was playing for the
under 16 team in the same club as Christian. Beto was a larger version of
Christian, quite a good-looking boy. Mike also gave him rides when it was
convenient. Mike enjoyed Beto's company. Beto was a little less shy than
his brother and that made for easier conversation. He even picked him up a
few times when he needed a ride and Christian had gone to the field with
Elian's Mom. If this seemed odd to Beto, he had not shown it. Mike often
stayed and watched the game before taking the boy home. Beto was already in
the state team and was just as good as Christian.


Lately, another player had joined the team. Kevin was a forward, speedy and
skilled, and, in Mike's opinion, he was a very meaningful addition to the
roster. He could change a game on one play. Christian and him were
connecting better and better on the field, and it led to many scoring
opportunities.


Kevin's family was affluent. Jim, the father, drove a Porsche Carrera and
Lilly, the mother, an Audi Q5. Jim often stayed after he brought
Kevin. Mike and him had made quick friends, and had long discussions during
training sessions and even games. Lilly was more distant, but that was OK:
the guys had plenty of time to talk. Jim asked many questions about Elian,
who usually played alongside Kevin, and also about Christian. The latter
was more surprising to Mike, but he realized that Jim must have seen that
Mike was giving the boy rides. Jim was friendly to both boys, but it seemed
a little more so to Christian. This seemed odd to Mike because Jim had told
him his pretty extreme views on immigration, and in particular the
immigration of our neighbors to the south. He had always a nice thing to
say to Christian, be it about the game or other things. If Christian had
been a woman, Mike would have willingly called it flirting. Mike was not
one to judge, and Jim did not seem to be a monster, so he just went with
it. Mike himself had been bisexual his whole life, though Kelly had no idea
about this side of her husband's sexuality. The guys he had been with had
been around his own age. However, thinking about it honestly, he could
understand Jim's feelings towards Christian, in spite of the boy's
age. Sometimes the wind would push the boy's jersey against his washboard
stomach and even Mike was not unmoved by the sight. Not to mention his
toned olive legs disappearing under the shorts. Several times, he had
noticed Jim discretely eying the kid from the sidelines. He could
tell. Moreover, he understood. He was pretty sure that Christian's parents
would not be so understanding though. Mike observed Jim without being
obvious. The more time passed, and the surer he was. Mike would not have
admitted it, but the situation actually excited him, more so than Kelly
ever had in a decade, or maybe more. He started to form images in his mind
of Jim and the boy. He wondered how far Jim would go, if given the
chance. How to ask him? haha. What if he was totally off-base? It seemed to
him that, as time went by, Christan and Jim were getting closer. The boy
seemed less shy around him, was more talkative.


Jim also took notice of Beto when the two met. Sometimes, Mike himself had
a hard time taking his eyes off of the boy. Beto was often dressed in
soccer gear, long socks, training shirt and shorts, or tight black nike
sweats.  Mike had to admit that the sight was quite alluring. Jim was as
nice to Beto as he was to Christian, though just a few weeks before he
would have forcefully taken them both himself to the border. Jim was full
of surprises.