Hey again! I finally got some good ideas from watching that new episode of iCarly. Just a reminder, I don't own iCarly, or ANY of its characters. So read on!
By the way, sorry I've been procrastinating a bit. I have an obvious short-attention span.
CARLY'S POV
"SPENCER! SOCKO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
The sight in front of me was one of the most shocking things I had ever seen, other than when I got a good look at Sam's diary, and saw "SAMXFREDDIE" all over it. In front of me was... Spencer and Socko... embracing each other with only towels on their waists.
When Spencer and I locked eyes, he suddenly spazzed out a little, pushing Socko away.
"Hey kiddo! Erm... What's up?" Spencer said while putting his hand behind his head.
"Well, I was going to check on you. We did just have an earthquake like, an hour ago." I said in a snarky tone, putting a hand on my hip.
Socko had just sort of moved back to sit on the couch, obviously enjoying the show.
"Well, uh thanks Carls, but, um, why did you come an hour after the earthquake if you were, um so worried?" Spencer spoke in a quiet sort of tone.
Oh yeah. I totally caught him. See, for the longest time, I never really noticed Spencer bring home any girls or anything. There was that girl Sasha Striker he seemed to sort of have an eye for, but I could tell that Spencer really enjoyed the company of guys better.
I don't think he quite noticed. But I did. And for some reason I was really pissed to see him and Socko together. I mean, Socko was a great guy I was sure, but I guess I was expecting Spence to find someone that did something with their lives instead of someone who wired some lights into socks and sold them at the Pike Place Market. That's not exactly billionaire type job. Maybe I was also kind of expecting Spencer to have a better relationship with a girl too, but I guess you can't have everything.
"Well we had to finish iCarly. Duh! We were RIGHT in the middle of one when the quake happened!" I replied.
He didn't say anything except walk towards me with open arms, apparently expecting a hug. Before he could even touch me I quickly back-stepped into the hall.
"No Spencer. I do not know where those hands have been and until you realize that you need to be with a GIRL, who has a real JOB. Until then... no hugs for you!" I practically screamed.
I slammed the door shut and went on back to my apartment, to tell Sam and Freddie of the events I had just witnessed.
SPENCER POV
I stood there, gaping at the shut door with my arms still spread. I turned to look at Socko who was doing the exact thing. Well not the arms spread thing but his jaw was lower then usual.
"I am so sorry Spencer." He got up, ripped his towel off, and threw it to the ground. Why he ripped his towel off, I'm not sure.
He came closer to me, subtracted my towel too, and gave me a hug. He smelled so good, and his skin was still damp from our bath. He rubbed my back in a slow, circular motion, squeezing me even tighter when I let my breath get shaky.
He separated the difference between us a little bit, only to look at my face. The look on his face turned empathetic, and he closed the separation again.
"Shh..." He whispered when I started to cough. "It will be alright. I'll make you feel loads better..." He moved his hands from the upper part of my back to the lower and squeezing, making our dicks touch more than before.
I couldn't help but cry now. "Woah Spencer! What's wrong, did that hurt?"
He quickly released the pressure and took a step back, examining all of me as I stood there, helpless and crying.
I managed to start coughing out words between the sobs. "No, it's-s just that th-his is the kind of t-t-thing that... Carly would frown against."
Socko looked deep into my tear stained eyes. He made a strange noise in the back of his throat, then grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bedroom.
As soon as I realized this, I yelled, "No Socko! We are NOT going to have sex right now! Can you n-n-not see the cond-dition I am i-i-in right now-w?"
He gave me a look like I was the dumbest piece of shit ever, and then grabbed my hand again, forcefully dragging me towards his bedroom. We reached the bed and he stopped, turned towards me and said, "Please get in Spencer." I complied, and I lay down in the bed. He went around to the other side and followed my action.
We were both laying on out backs in silence until I realized what he was doing.
"Socko, why are you doing that?" I asked him. My tears had gone down a little, but it was completely opposite for Socko's length. He was softly stroking himself on his full-blown erection.
"I can't tell you but I have to talk you through this. As soon as I do, I will tell you what's up other than me." He said with a completely serious look on his face.
I rolled my eyes and nodded, but turned around so I was facing away from him on the bed. I did this partially because I was annoyed, and partially because I had a boner to that I didn't want him to see.
"Okay Spencer. You have to understand something. This is not you fault, it's not my fault, it's not Carly's fault. A lot of people have a small case of homophobia in the beginning especially when they are family or real close friends. But you have nothing to worry about. Once she realizes that your gay and she has nothing she can do about it, she will either live in denial for the rest of her life or she will learn to live with it and you can hug her again." He finished.
He turned to put a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head to look at him.
"So why the hell did you have an erection when I was crying?" I asked sternly.
He kind of laughed. "Well, I kind of have a little thing for tears... And when you started crying… I got a little excited. THEN we got on the bed and that got my mind in obvious places, so that would explain it..."
"You have a tear fetish...?" He nodded.
"So are you going to be okay?" He asked, caressing the side of my face with the back of his hand.
I softly said yes.
CARLY'S POV (Right after she runs from Socko's apartment to her own)
I struggled for breath as my heart was going a gazillion times faster then it usually did on a regular basis.
I finally reached the door of my apartment, forcefully opening it and slamming it shut on my way in.
I found both Freddie and Sam sitting on the couch, sipping on some sort of soda.
"Hey Carls! What's up?" Sam asked me gleefully.
I could tell she was not going to be happy after I told her the news.
"Well I kind of have something to tell you guys..." I said softly.
Sam's eyes widened and Freddie raised an eyebrow and scooted over so I could share the news.
I sat next to Freddie as both of them looked at me questioningly.
"Guys. Spencer is...gay." I told them softly. I tried to look at the concern in their eyes but there was... nothing. Nothing?
They both looked at me funny, like I was being the biggest idiot in the world or something.
"Shouldn't you be in an outrage? I mean... It's Spencer. My brother Spencer!" I screamed.
"You know Carly, you're freaking out over nothing. Who cares?" Sam replied.
"Yeah Carly. A lot of people at our school are gay. And most people have those thoughts anyway." Freddie concluded.
"Well if you guys don't agree with me then I need you to go for a bit. I just... I need to think about this." I said.
And with that, they left.
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