Date: Sun, 29 Dec 2002 12:07:20 +1300
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: Turning the Tide 4

				TURNING THE TIDE

				Part Four

				By Arthur


Authors note:
		Seasons Greetings to all my readers and may the New Year be
		a good and happy one for you all.
		Now that all of the rush and hurry is out of the way I am able
		to get back to writing and I hope I can bring everything up to 
		date for you over the next few days.
		Thank you all for your patience.


Lunch was finished and we sat in the lounge watching the league game on TV,
the Warriors were playing at home this week and were now only two places
from the top of the table, the Aussie clubs were not very happy at this
turn of events, Moe was watching the game with anticipation of a good win
for the home side and of course I watched Moe, well he was a great looking
kid, a lot slimmer under all the bulky loose clothes the kids wear today,
damn shame when they changed the fashion to thos baggy things, mind you the
imagination does work overtime a little more and at 45 it seemed I used it
a lot more than before.

Moe was not as dark as a lot of Tongans, more of a caramel colour and as I
watched him enjoying the game his features were more open and happy than
the usual scowl that a lot of the kids wore on their faces, the kids that
were born here but had parents that had been born in the Islands could have
it pretty tough at home as the father was used to total control over
everything in the house including the kids and wife, he was used to
enforcing his demands by physical means and it was not unusual to see some
kid in town with a black eye or puffy cheek during the day, the fathers
excuse was always that it was the way it was done in the Islands and the
kids had to do what they were told if they wanted to live in his house,
this of course resulted in a lot of the kids rebelling and going out to
make trouble for others, bullying of younger ones was quite common and a
biff under the ear was the norm for most of them.

It was common to see a few 14-16 year olds sitting in the parks with older
boys drinking beer and partying late into the night on Thursdays and
Fridays, the usual benefit days, and all broke by Saturday so the older
ones taught the younger ones to break into homes and to shop lift for more
cash to party with knowing that the younger ones could not be arrested for
it until they were 18 and under the threat of getting 'the bash' the
younger ones would not dob in the older ones to the police, this was the
way Moeaki had grown up on the streets, most of the parents were good hard
working people, honest and very religious in their daily lives but the
strictness of the fathers sent many of them to the streets for an outlet.

As the game progressed and the day got warmer with the sun streaming
through the windows of the lounge and Moes excitment grew at the certainty
of a home win he stripped off his shirt and sat there bare chested, his
skin glowing with the light sheen of sweat the heat had caused, when the
sun caught him he seemed to glow as his smooth slim figure moved and jumped
as the plays went down on the screen, if it wasn't for the bruises now
showing dark purple and black on his flesh you might have thought he hadn't
a care in the world, he still winced when a sudden movement caught him by
surprise and reminded him about his rib damage but apart from that he
looked like a typical teen enjoying his favourite sport, during the add
breaks he would now and again look at me with those soft brown eyes of his
and then blush and turn back to the TV to wait for the game to go on again.

"How old are you Moe?"

"Huh, oh sorry, I'll be 17 in a couple of months, why?"

"Just wondered is all, I'm going to have a drink, would you like a beer or
something?"

"Can I?, thanks I'd like that."

"Yeah you can, a beer then?"

"Yes thanks."

I went into the kitchen for our drinks, it was now 4.00pm and the afternoon
sun was bright and hot as it forced its way into the house through the open
windows and patio doors, a good time to have a snort as the sun was over
the yardarm and a rum and coke was just what I needed to help get my
thoughts in order for the next few days, the sudden responsiblity of having
a teen in the house and one that had been knocked around at that was going
to take a bit of planning so as to not cause any waves, the last thing the
boy needed was a hard time just at this moment, I took our drinks into the
lounge and gave Moe his then sat down again to watch the byplay as the game
drew to a close with the home team demolishing the visitors in the last
quarter, Moe was jumping up and down with the excitment of the win until
his ribs told enough was enough and he slumped down with a groan onto the
sofa again, he reached for his untouched beer and took a big swallow
sighing with contentment as the amber liquid slid down his throat.

"You always gulp your beer like that Moe?"

"Got to before the others get it all."

"No others here Moe, just you and theres plenty in the fridge, take your
time enjoy it, I'm not going to take it away from you, mind you I'm not
going to let you get pissed either."

"Oh sorry Fred, just habit I guess, with the guys if you don't get it down
your neck fast you can go thirsty."

"Hahaha, ok Moe, but you don't need to here, just relax and enjoy it."

"Ah Fred?"

"Yes Moe?"

"Can I get a cigarette from you, I think I lost mine last night?"

"Yeah no probs Moe, wait I have some taylor mades somewhere, they were
given to me and I don't like them, prefer to roll my own, let me go look."

I had a couple of cartons of cidarettes in a drawer in the bedroom that
friends had bought me when they went overseas but had never smoked or
opened them, I like the relaxing feeling of rolling my own and the pure
tobacco taste is better than the chemical infused factory made ones, I
found a carton and opened it taking a packet out and returning to the
lounge threw it over to Moe, he smiled shyly as he caught it and began to
open them, we sat back with our cold drinks and a cigarette listening to
the usual bull that comes after every game on the TV.

"this's neat Fred, it's good to sit here instead of all the hassles at home
on a sunday."

"You're welcome Moe, what'd you like to do tonight, want to go to a movie?"

"Could we? I haven't been to a movie for ages."

"Not a problem Moe, I haven't either, be nice to have company to go to one,
what would you like to see?"

"Do you think we could go see 'Rings'?"

"Lord of the Rings, sure no problems, we can go down to Manakau and see it
there, ok?"

"Yeah great."

"Want to eat out of have something here before we go, you can have KFC if
you want?"

It was one of the foods the Islanders loved and in most cases ate to much
of, I wasn't one of their best fans but now and again was ok, I liked to
cook and the processed fat they served was not my favourite food group but
I knew that Moe would like it and a bit of spoiling never did any real
harm.

"Thanks Fred, that'd be cool, ahm..why you doing all this for me?"

"Well firstly I haven't had anyone visit me for a long time and its good to
have your company, secondly I have a feeling that you could do with a bit
of fun for a change, I'm not that dense that I don't know what it's like
for you out on the street and at home, all you have to do is play it
straight with me and we'll get along great, ok?"

"Yeah, sure, it's just no one has ever done this for me before,
you..ahm..you just not...ahm doing this to....you know make me do stuff are
you?"

"No Moe, I told you before how I feel about that, as long as you follow
those couple of rules I said before then you don't have to do anything
else, just be straight with me is all you have to do."

Moe looked down at his feet with an embarrassed look at having raised the
question again.

"Thanks Fred, I mean it, thanks, it's just, well, it feels strange someone
doing things for me, I'm not used to it, I know I've thieved and things,
but, well, this is sort of so neat, it feels good to not worry about
watching your back all the time."

"You're welcome Moe, just play by those couple of rules and you'll always
have somewhere to come when you need me, ok?"

"Yeah, thanks again."

"Ok, want another beer?"

"Thanks, yeah and I promise to drink it slowly this time, hehehe."

"hahaha, ok Moe, then I better see if your clothes are dry enought for you
to wear later."

We sat and talked as the afternoon passed by and then it was time to make a
move to go out, I got his clothes from the dryer and gave them to him and
let him go to the bedroom to change while I closed up the house ready to go
out, when he returned he looked clean and tidy with all the stains out of
his gear, his hair neatly brushed straight back from his forehead giving
him a lean clean look, my groin told me how good he looked.

"All set then Moe?"

"Yep, feels good being clean."

"Lets go then."

We left the house and headed for the local grease shop for take aways and
then to the park to eat afterwards we headed for Manakau and the theatre
complex for the movie, it was while we were in the foyer of the cinema that
I noticed some of the looks we were getting and I turned to look at Moe as
he glared at a couple of young guys near the door.

"You ok Moe?"

"Thats Stefi and Mila, they're going to be first, the little sinny one at
the back is Moana, he's only 14 but he'll get his, see they know I'm going
to get them, you can see it in their faces."

As I turned to look at the three boys they made a dash for the door and out
into the evening darkness like scared rabbits, it looked as though they had
not expected to see Moe so soon, I was a bit concerned though about him
being seen with a palangi, not for myself but for him, the Islanders did
not mix very much with europeans and those that did were thought to be
using their bodies for you know what.

"You ok Moe, with them seeing you with me?"

"Yes Fred, anyway, fuck them, I don't need them, sorry for that Fred."

"Don't sweat it Moe, I can guess how you feel, come on lets go see the
movie."

We left the movie at about 11.00pm and made our way back home, Moe chatting
about the movie like a ten year old as we drove the 30 minutes back to the
house, once inside Moe stripped off his jacket and shirt leaving just his
baggies hanging low on his hips with the tops of his boxers showing above
the waist line, I'm not a fan of this new idea of baggy clothes but he did
look real sexy with the low slung jeans and the waist band of the boxers
showing below his narrow golden coloured stomach, his abs slim and small as
they moved with every action.

"Ok Moe, it's getting late, I'll make your bed up on the sofa for you and
then tomorrow we better go find some clothes for you.'

"Thanks again Fred, it's been a great day, I don't think I've had a better
one."

I got out sheets and blankets for him and made up a bed on the sofa then
saying good night left him to get undressed for bed and went into my own
room to do the same, I stripped as usual to the buff and slid between the
cool sheets as the warm night time breeze came through the partly open
window, I lay there for a while going over in my mind what had happened
earlier and realised that I had enjoyed having him there with me, not the
heavy sexual feeling but the comfortable feeling of good company, yes it
was nice to have a young good looking guy around, but it was more than
that, it was like a hole had been filled and I felt content for the first
time in years.

I drifted off to sleep with the image of golden boy in my head and a deep
sigh as the realisation hit me that he was what I had been looking for to
fill the void, someone to look after and take care of.

It was some time in the early hours of the morning that I felt something
moving about the room and then the sheets were lifted and a smooth body was
sliding into the bed with me, the feel of silky boxers rubbing against my
skin as the body slid down and nestled against my back, an arm came over my
waist and pulled the body closer to my back, a hardness pushing into my
butt and a head resting on my shoulder blade as with a deep sigh Moe
snuggled down with me.

"Is it ok, Fred, to be here with you?"

"Yes Moe it's ok."

"I just want to hold someone tonight."

"It's ok Moe you don't have to worry, settle down and sleep as long as
you're ok with it."

"Mmmmm, thanks Fred, it's been so lonely all the time, sleeping by myself."

"I know Moe, I know, sleep now."

Moe pulled a little closer, if that was possible and with a last sigh his
breathing settled into the rythmn of sleep, the feeling of his hard shaft
still tight against my butt but his breathing told me he was out to it, so
although it was hard to not take notice of his bulging manhood I sent
myself back into dream land with the comporting feeling of him behind me,
it had been a long time since I had had company to sleep with and he felt
good wrapped around me, his heat and smoothness a pleasant rush for my
libido, I settled down and dropped off with that satisfied feeling of
completeness not usually found when you're in your fourties.


To Be Continued: