White Coats and Blac Suits

"Look at this..." Ignis said and then picked his pen and started writing on a fresh paper of the legal pads they were using, making a family tree.

"Alexander Lewenberg, family of rich traders for generations. Makes the millions he inherited to billions and diversifies his Import Business into retail chains, cinemas, malls and lending firms."

"Married at 23 ... 19 year old Adara Benye. All nice big Jewish wedding, everyone happy, the media in the 90s had a great time talking about them. These are social events, Polo matches in the UK, Met Gala, Oscars ... the usual rich people shenanigans."

"Then comes our victim ... Caleb Lewenberg... Born 2002, they ship him off to St. George's International School, Switzerland, where he lives and grows from 18 months to 18 years old. Then he was enrolled at The Stanford Graduate School of Business." He wrote Caleb under the arrow from his parents.

"So he is my junior in Stanford, I am a Cooper Medical College alumni." Way wondered, as he stood behind Ignis and touched his abs to the back of his head at every chance he got, making Ignis press slightly on it, sending signs that he liked it.

"Either they didn't know that or they did... if they did then this is deeper than we think." Bru was distracted after the call from Kia but still participated in the conversation, constantly texting her.

"Hmm! Never know and kind-of not important at this stage. They don't have any children after Caleb and then in 2008, Adara dies in a car crash. This is spoken about for months but investigations conclude nothing and the case is closed as an accident."

"Then enter, The Whore! Her name is Hannah Lopez. Believe me, as an American Latino Man who speaks Spanish, this is the fakest of all fake Latino Surname. One famous celebrity and everyone is Lopez. This is the most obvious and clichéd turn to the story. A Latino puta with a fake name and boobs. I don't know how no one thought about it. Maybe because it's such a rich man's obvious story line formula. Rich Man, boy shipped off, wife dead and a whore for a second wife. Total Telenovela!"

"So you think she is behind this?" Way asked, coming too close to Ignis's face, close enough for Ignis to smell his Atlantis perfume, making him want to grab his face and kiss him and bite his neck. Ignis looked sideways at Way and then on the other side at Bru, who looked practically in tears as he typed on his mobile.

"Todo bien, hermano?" Ignis said softly and wrapped his arms around his shoulder to give him a side hug. "All okay?'

"Can I excuse myself today, I need to deal with this, Kia is very upset, she wouldn't tell me what happened but she is sending me cryptic and scary messages." Bru's voice caught and he cleared his throat and wiped his eyes on the back of his hand.

"Bru, you leave, we are done here and we can do this later. The hearing is still two months away, a couple of days wouldn't hurt. I and Ignis will continue working on it and will keep you updated." Way went around the table and packed Bru's stuff in his laptop satchel.

****

"Where are the medical case records?" Ignis asked as they waved Bru away and were standing in the parking lot.

"I have them in my computer and the printouts are with Dad. He asked me not to email or put it anywhere it can be found." Way answered, distracted by the fact that Ignis had opened the three buttons of his polo and taken it out of his chinos. His square pecs, gold chain on his dark honey skin and his well-defined biceps making his hands itchy to touch them.

"Hmm! Can I get them? I want to see why he was admitted to the ER first and what was administered to him before he was sent to surgery." Ignis took mint out of his backpack and popped one in his mouth and offered the tin box to Way.

Way took one, "I can give you the prints at home, but you will need to drive me there. I have been forbidden to drive alone as well." He handed the box to Ignis, their fingers touching.

"Ya! Bru told me that. I have your location." He sounded distracted. "Do you think Bru and Kia are okay? What is a decent time before I intervene?" He checked for any message from Bru.

"Let's give it a couple of days. Which one's yours?" Way looked around the car park. Ignis beeped his car bringing a smile to Way's face. "Really? I imagined you in something bigger."

"I prefer bigger things to drive me rather than the other way around." He smiled and squeezed Way's huge biceps through his shirt.

"Fuck!" Way moaned, "You need to stop doing this."

****

As soon as Way closed the door behind him, he grabbed Ignis from behind, his one hand on his chest, squeezing his hard pec and the other on his abs, under his t-shirt. Ignis reacted instantly by raising his one hand to bring Way's lips to his by holding him on the back of his head and with the other hand, he caught Way's hand and brought them and led him inside his pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped himself to give access to Way, which he did make good use of.

Ignis was also on the ledge since the time he met Way and just a few strokes with his hand was enough to push him over. He moaned as he came, pushing his ass on Ways' hard dick, he used his hands to push his pants down and kicked them and his loafers off.

Way let go for just enough seconds it took to take off his clothes and shoes, and Ignis ripped his T-shirt off him and hugged Way as he was taking his underwear off. They kissed frantically, Way's underwear still on with the wet spot on it getting bigger. Ignis got down on his knees and sucked at the spot and the large mushroom head through the soft white fabric of the underwear and pushed it down.

Way brought him back to his lips and kissed his face, forehead and neck, "You wear silk underwear?" He asked as he licked his way down Ignis, honey coloured sexy body to green silk covered dick and licked his cum. "Dressed up a bit today ... a man is allowed hope."

Way pushed Ignis on the couch and tugged his underwear to one side, licking his perineum and then sucking at his balls. "Fuck me please ... doc!" Ignis fingered Way's hair, trying to bring him up and aligning his dick to him.

"Don't Move!" Way got up and almost ran to the bathroom cabinet, looking comical totally bare and his huge hard-on bouncing in front of him. He came back with condoms and lube.

He looked at Ignis, lying on his couch, his dark chiselled body contrasting the white couch and décor, like a sandstone statue in a white museum hall. The gold chain shining on him and still wearing his silk green underwear.

"Give me that." He grabbed the lube from Way, took the underwear off and readied himself as Way got the condom on.

Way got on top of him and they started kissing as Ignis guided his erection inside of him.

"Ay dios mío" he moaned as Way breached him and then pushed his entire length in him, grunting like an animal as he filled Ignis."Oh My God!" He moaned continuously, the memory of every inch of Way flooded his mind.

"Ignis, I want to make it work this time." He whispered as he moved in and out of him, leaving small love bites on his shoulder and pecs.

"Haré lo que quieras. Doc!" Ignis moaned and pushed their locked body, to make Way sit on the couch to ride him, moving slowly at first and then his moments getting frantic and erratic, as Way pushed into him and jerked him off. Both grunted, moaned and whimpered as they came. "I'll do what you want. Doc!" Ignis said with his eyes closed, panting, unsure if he'd be able to stand up for sometime now.

"Ignis! Querido! Just do this for me and I will not ask anything else from you." Way kissed him lightly.

"Your Spanish is not that bad, Gringo!" Ignis hugged Way tightly and kissed his cheeks, with him still lodged inside of him.

****

Ignis brushed his longish hair from his face and was looking for his boxers when Way stirred on the bed, "Where are you going Dude?" he said groggily.

"Leaving!" Ignis said as he pulled his boxers on and started buttoning the shirt. "Thanks for this."

"No... wait." Way quickly got his glasses on and put his gym shorts and hugged Ignis from behind, "Why are you leaving?"

"Way, I always had a crush on you and I didn't expect you to be home or anything but I really wanted this to happen. You must be thinking I am such a slut. But I don't want to overstay and I really haven't ... uh... thrown myself at anyone before, so I am also a bit embarrassed." Ignis didn't look at him, he was about to blurt out that he was a virgin.

"Can we have dinner first? If you don't mind, I really don't want this day to end so fast. I am leaving for the UK tomorrow and will not be back for 3 years." Way kissed his neck. Ignis turned around and looked at Way, looking impossibly handsome, bare chested with his 5 o'clock shadow and glasses.

"Really... you don't have to do this if you don't want to." He assured Way.

"I never do anything that I don't want to and I am happy you did that because I wouldn't have had the nerve to hit on my brother's best friend even though I wanted to since so long." Way kissed his nose. "Ignis! You are extremely handsome and super cute. Let me give you my number, I want to know you better."

'He is super good looking, intelligent, with a big heart and a banging body. And the sex is nothing like with anyone else and exactly like I remember from that one time.' Way thought as he sat on the end of the bed and looked at Ignis, sleeping peacefully and thought about their first time so many years ago. 'I can't let him go this time.'

He was tired of being in the same situation emotionally and the same position sexually with different people, he wanted to be in different situations and positions with the same person, and he wanted to try that with Ignis. He got in the bed and hugged Ignis to him and shut his eyes. Ignis filling his dreams.

The lights twinkled and covered his honey coloured face in a yellow glow as he sat opposite Way, looking much younger than nineteen as Ignis laughed at a fun incident he was telling him from the medical college, his teeth and dimples wanting Way to crawl up the table and kiss him, but he controlled his urges and continued his story.

"The body was lying there and we thought it was going to be one cadaver each, which was scary and gross for us first years to begin with, but then our autopsy prof brought out an electric saw and started marking the pieces that each group was to take with them and dissect. One of the girls in the back fainted as he started the saw. He had just switched it on and hadn't even touched the body but half the class had backed off. Hope Master degree classes will be as much fun." Way felt very good to make Ignis laugh and generally ensure that he was having a good time.

He had never felt like this about anyone yet, if he ever met someone as good looking and willing as Ignis it was always sex but with him he wanted more, he liked sharing a meal and swapping stories with him, making him laugh was as satisfying as making him moan.

Way felt the bed empty even before he woke up and looked at the bathroom door to check if Ignis was in there, but the light wasn't on. He got off the bed, put his glasses on and walked to the living room, following the glow from there. Ignis was sitting on the bar stool at the kitchen island in his sexy green underwear now covered with dried spots and Way's Uni sweatshirt, oversized for him. He was reading the medical record prints under the island lights and making side notes on it and underlying sentences, a cup of coffee next to a stack of papers.

"Hey Querido! What time is it?" Way asked and kissed him on the back of his head.

"Hey! Doc, it's 3 am, I slept really well and then got hungry. Found some nuts and coffee. Then I couldn't help but work on these med reports." He smiled, the entire scenario very homely and easy for Way, making him want more of it.

"Did you find anything?" Way filled a cup of coffee for him and topped off Ignis's cup as well. He got some oatmeal cookies and laid them on the island.

"What are these?" He pointed at marks all over Caleb's body in a colour printout which he had circled.

"These were there on him when he was in surgery. They are blunt trauma marks. I remember updating the files with this observation." Way now looking at them closely.

"Do we have the ER reports and can we access the CCTV recordings?" Ignis made notes, his fingers long and hairless. In fact he was manscaped all over, even his hands and legs had hardly any hair on them, unlike Way, who was covered with a thin layer of coppery red fur.

"We have subpoenaed for it but haven't heard back, look at this.... See, some of these marks are old and healed. And this mark around his right temple, that could be trauma inducing as well but that day the scans indicated the hit on the back of his head and internal bleeding. Actually it was a fairly simple decompression procedure, I just drilled a hole in his skull to drain blood and relieve pressure. That's it. His vitals were all good when I left from there. That night I got a call from my unit that Caleb deteriorated and they barred me from seeing him. He gets discharged in a week and files a negligence case on me. They drag my age and question that whole prodigal thing about me and here we are now." Way smiled and kissed Ignis on his cheek, "I get you as part of this, so all my cards are not bad." He adjusted his glasses with his beautiful and gifted fingers.

"Hmm! Who subpoenaed it? Eso fue estupido! Gives them a chance to tamper. Even if it's proven to be tampered it becomes impermissible in court till that separate thread of investigation closes. We need to get that footage. Who got Caleb in, there is no 911 report? What condition, ER entry point report is missing? Who else was there in the ER, only a nurse and the ER Sup at the time is mentioned but who treated him? What happened between ER and you and after you? Cariño! This looks bigger than you. You are getting hurt in something else, what do you say ... eh fuego cruzado!"

"Cross Fire?" Way tried his Spanish understanding.

"Yes! Like CrossFire ... passer-by getting hurt in someone else's fight. We need the footage and we need to talk to Caleb, I mean, I need to talk to him, you can't get anywhere near him." Ignis turned around and faced Way, parting his legs, his green silk covered dick coming into view, changing Way's train of thoughts and the course of blood flow.

He came and kissed Ignis, rubbing his hard-on to his thighs, indicating he had a couple of more rounds left in him. "Go brush your teeth, NOW! And keep those glasses on." Ignis turned him around and slapped his ass.

Way started jogging to the bathroom, "You keep that underwear on."