The Chicago Kid by Philip DeFranco

Author:Philip DeFranco [DeFranco, Philip]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RogueRocket
Published: 2022-05-13T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

It’s the next Wednesday — ten days after that big encounter with Juan Carlos, and another hot one, when I finally get him to agree to go out of the house and to karate class at the gym. He seems to have healed up pretty well: both the piercing and the scrotum. Jamal is supposed to show up and we’d walk there together after work. It gives Jamal’s mother — my sister — a bit of time to herself. Jamal has his own key to my place.

When I get home from work both Jamal and Curtis are already there.

“We got here early, but the kid won’t come out of the guest room,” they complain to me.

“Yeah, listen: he went to a party with the boxers a couple Sundays ago, and they talked him into some really crazy sex stuff. He’s still kinda hurting, and he’s really embarrassed by it. So don’t pester him, okay?”

“Like what?” Jamal asks.

“He can tell you if he wants to.”

“C’mon, what happened?!” Jamal insists.

I glance over to the guest room door and lower my voice. “You guys know how the pound fixes dogs before people can adopt them, so they can’t make more puppies and won’t bite and bark so much?”

“I guess.”

“Well, the Brazilian boxers talked the kid into letting them do that.”

“They fixed a dog at the party?”

“No,” I respond, realizing just how unbelievable the story has become, “the boxers fixed him at the party, while a bunch of the party-goers watched.”

The boys’ jaws drop and they look at each other, before saying “Wow!” almost in unison.

“I know it’s kind of funny, but it’s really a serious thing and he’s embarrassed, so don’t tease him.”

The boys giggle.

“Listen, when you do that to a boy, it does kind of the same thing, without balls you kind of stay like a little boy and never develop to a man.”

“I guess they really made him their bitch!” Curtis announces.

I go over to the bedroom door and tell the kid through it that we are all going to karate class, and that Juan Carlos and his bunch will probably be there as well. The door soon opens up and the kid comes out in his karategi, and we all head off into the afternoon heat on foot to the gym. I have to keep the kid from walking into traffic or in the wrong direction, apparently he’s just taken his afternoon pain tablet.

We get to the gym to see that indeed Juan Carlos and some of his entourage are sparing and using the punching bags when we arrive. The boxer waves at the kid, who gives a shy, half-hearted wave back. Juan Carlos then gets something out of his bag and comes over to us; it’s the kid’s athletic supporter. He hands it to the kid, who mutters thanks after barely glancing up to the boxer. I notice some of his gang are watching, and restraining their grins. Karategi don’t have pockets, and the kid is just standing

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