Ilizwe lobumnyama nokukhanya

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Two young men make an unforgivable sin against their races.


Kai Johan Bekker

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Kai Johan Bekker

Simthembile Iyakha Bango

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Simthembile Iyakha Bango

The clock read two am in the morning. Simthembile's bladder threatened to burst as his body begged for a release. Any other day he would have easily gotten up to go relieve himself but tonight he was in the confines of arms that held him tightly. He lifted his head off of the man's chest and looked at his sleeping face. Though he could barely see he decided that he liked that version of Kai better.

Simi shifted a little trying to maneuver himself out of the death grip. He was laid on top of Kai on the couch covered by a blanket.

"Kai?"

The grip only tightened, Simi sighed. If he does not reach the bathroom soon they will both be soaked by a shower of gold.

"Kai?!"

This time a little louder causing him to jolt up.

"Huh!? Wat?"

"Nditshiswa ngumchamo! Fuck.... Pee."

Kai had responded in Afrikaans and Simi did so in Xhosa. English had gone to rest the same time they did. Simi didn't have a use for words anyway because he was finally freed from confinement.

So he hurried to the bathroom. He could hear footsteps following him. He turned back to Kai after he was done washing his hands. The man was resting his head on the door frame, his eyes barely opening. Simi was glad it was dark and that the man was half asleep because he was as naked as the day he was born. This would have been way more embarrassing.

A smile creeped onto his face as Kai started to snore while standing there. He walked up to him and held his face with both his hands.

"Kai?"

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