Date: Tue, 16 Sep 2003 22:09:07 +0000
From: stoo man <stoo_bob_@hotmail.com>
Subject: chapter 14 Little Guy

This story is based on real events. Some of the character names have been
changed to protect various parties. If you are under age and/or are living
in an area where stories involving male/male sex is illegal then leave
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please drop me a line at stoo_bob_@hotmail.com. It's real easy, just takes
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Little Guy

By Stoo

Following our usual morning habits for weekends, Al and I were up and washed
pretty quickly, grabbing what breakfast we could find and eating it on the
way to the car. Even though Al knew he was working with me today, he was so
tense on the drive in. He kept fidgeting in his seat and changing the radio
stations. As I pulled up to a red light, I stuck the handbrake on, then
flipped the radio off to Al's surprise. He turned his beautiful blue eyes on
mine. His seemed so sad, almost grey. "I got fed up hearing half a song,
then half another!" I grinned at him, and he looked at his feet.

"Sorry," he mumbled.

"Sing to me!" His head snapped round in surprise, one eyebrow raised.

"What?" he asked, his lip trembling a little.

"Sing to me!" I stated simply. He looked at the floor again. The traffic
light turned green, and I pulled away. Reaching one hand over, I touched his
shoulder lightly, "Please... I love when you sing to me!" Al smiled weakly as
I indicated to turn left.

"Ok." His voice was barely a whisper, I could see him mentally counting
himself in, playing the tune in his head. His voice starts off a little
trembly but when he hears me begin to sing along with him, it strengthens.
Soon we are both singing along to one of my favourite Don Henley songs, "The
End of the Innocence".

"Remember when the days were long
And rolled beneath a deep blue sky
Didn't have a care in the world
With mommy and daddy standin' by
But `happily ever after' fails
And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales
The lawyers dwell on small details
Since daddy had to fly

But I know a place where we can go
That's still untouched by men
We'll sit and watch the clouds roll by
And the tall grass wave in the wind
You can lay your head back on the ground
And let your hair fall all around me
Offer up your best defence
But this is the end
This is the end of the innocence

O' beautiful, for spacious skies
But now those skies are threatening
They're beating ploughshares into swords
For this tired old man that we elected king
Armchair warriors often fail
And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales
The lawyers clean up all details
Since daddy had to lie

But I know a place where we can go
And wash away this sin
We'll sit and watch the clouds roll by
And the tall grass wave in the wind
Just lay your head back on the ground
And let your hair spill all around me
Offer up your best defence
But this is the end
This is the end of the innocence

Who knows how long this will last
Now we've come so far, so fast
But, somewhere back there in the dust
That same small town in each of us
I need to remember this
So baby give me just one kiss
And let me take a long last look
Before we say goodbye

Just lay your head back on the ground
And let your hair fall all around me
Offer up your best defence
But this is the end
This is the end of the innocence."

We finish with a smile. Al seems a lot brighter now, a knowing smile on his
face.

"I love you!" I wink back at him.

"Right back at'cha kiddo!"

Work flew by with no incidents. Al and I worked easily stripping down one of
the machines and cleaning it out for the first hour. Then we moved into
dispatch and began taking a stock check.  It was all running smoothly until
lunch. I left Al briefly to go to the toilet. Come on! I had just had three
cups of orange juice. I was thirsty but the downside was my bladder was
filling rapidly. After diving out the toilet, I came back in and saw Al
standing with his back to me in front of Docherty and his partner in crime.
Docherty was leering at Al and I was about fly over and see what was
happening when a wicked smile passed my lips. In a flash Al's hand had shot
out and took a grasp of Docherty's groin. The taller guy doubled over and Al
thrust him backwards against the wall with a thud.

"Shit..." I muttered, not really thinking that Al would have actually taken
these steps. I moved quickly across the canteen just as the tall one was
reaching out for Al. I snapped my arm out and took hold of his wrist,
applying gentle pressure causing him to turn in my direction. I shook my
head and motioned for him to back off. He complied dumbly, a growl on his
face but nothing to back it up. I flashed my eye back to Al.

"Next time I'm gonna rip your little balls off," Al growled. He must have
squeezed to emphasize his point because Docherty grunted in pain, "... and
force feed them to you!" All of the canteen's eyes were upon Al, some
grinning. Ben wasn't as popular as he would like to believe. I think I saw
something on a few of their faces, a grim respect, I assume. Ben's eyes were
bugging out, a look of sheer pain and disbelief. I locked eyes with him and
winked. Then gently I placed my fingers on Al's shoulder.

"All right Al, let him go, you little terrier you!" Al slowly released him
and Ben immediately dropped to his knees, clutching himself. Al was
glowering at him, his eyes dark, but I could feel his body shaking.

"Shouldn't have fucked with him man, just be glad you have your little
package intact!" I laughed as I guided Al out of the canteen by the
shoulders. Once outside Al rested his back against the wall, exhaling
deeply, his whole body shuddering.

"You ok, tiger?" I drew him into a hug, and he melted into me.

"I was scared shitless!" He exclaimed.

"Damn straight! So am I every time I have to do something like that. It's
natural, adrenaline baby!" I grinned, "I must admit, the come down's a
bitch!" He laughed, kissing my neck.

"Get a room you too, breaks over!" One of the manager, a powerfully built
man named Neil, grinned as he passed us by on the way to the canteen.

"Sometimes I just can't keep my hands off the little stud!" I grinned, as
Al's face flushed a bright shade of red as we walked back into the factory.

The rest of the day flew by, Al and I had pretty much wrapped everything up
by four o'clock, and there was another hour to go. The floor manager came
round ten minutes later with a smile on his face.

"Good work, guys, I should get you two to do this more often. Why don't you
both crack off early? Leave me your cards and I'll clock you both out at
five so you don't loose out!" I grinned widely, and we both thanked him as
we made our hasty exit. All during the ride home, Al asked me what it was I
had planned for tonight. It was hard to keep my mouth shut. I knew it was
killing him. It was kinda fun, to tell you the truth. As I pulled to a halt
outside the house, we both made our way inside, finding my mum asleep on her
chair in the living room. The TV was on, Dragonball Z or something. My
brother was sprawled on the floor watching it intently.

"Oh my god, bro... Dragonball has bored mum to death!" Scott turned his gaze
up to me, giving me the "go to hell" stare.

"Hey Al!" He got to his feet and gave Al a high five before returning to the
floor.

"Stop sucking up to my boyfriend, he's mine and you can't have him!" I
growled in mock anger.

"Eww, shut up, you're gross. No offence, Al, but you don't do anything for
me!" Scott grinned at Al shaking his head at me.

"What's wrong with me?" Al pretended to be upset. "I'm sexy!" he pouted.

"Yes, you are, but you can't have both my sons!" Only one of my mum's eyes
was opened, and there was a sly grin on her face. Al turned that bright red
again, causing me to smirk.

"Sorry, Liz!" Al's blush made my mum smile even wider, "Go get a shower,
honey, and take your smelly boyfriend with you!" It was my turn to be
shocked.

"Hey!" I laughed, "I don't smell... too bad!" I shook my head, "Wonder what
you would smell like after a ten hour shift..." I gave myself a sniff, all I
could smell was Lynx Voodoo, pah, she was lying. Although, it had been my
intention to get Al into the shower anyway... mmm... Sorry, anyway back to the
story.

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"Can you tell me where we are going please?" Al asked for the tenth time
since we had gotten back into the car.

"Nope," I said for the tenth time. Twenty minutes later I pulled the car
into the parking lot outside an old Victorian-looking house which had been
converted for its new uses.

"What is this place?" he asked as I stepped out. He quickly followed as I
locked up. His arm around my waist gave me a little shiver, and he must have
felt it because he smiled up at me with those shiny blue eyes. His eyes gave
me another little shiver, and he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Easy, tiger!" he giggled; god, the giggle was so cute! Ok, ok so what? I'm
horny after a ten hour shift. I showed that in the shower, even that wasn't
enough to quell my intense feelings. Eventually I managed to get my body
back under control as we climbed the steps to the house. As we entered we
found ourselves in a reception area.

"Hello, Stuart!" The guy behind the desk was a friend of mine, the one I
mentioned way back in the story. The gay friend, who wasn't so sexually
inexperienced. He moved from behind the desk and gave me a manly hug, yeah
not a camp bone in his body.

"This must be Al." He looked him up and down for a moment before turning to
me and smiling. "Whoa!" he grinned, causing Al to blush furiously.

"I know!" I responded, feeling Al's body warmth against mine as he pressed
himself into me. Damn! Yep, I was starting to get hot again. I knew I had to
move the conversation on before I was standing in reception pitching a tent,
holding on to my boyfriend.

"Are we early?" I asked, clearing my throat, trying to engage my mind on
pure thoughts.

"Nope, we'll take you right through!"

"Cheers, Kyle!" Kyle, pushing six feet five, broad shoulders, dusty blonde
hair and a rugged handsome face. He led us into a small waiting area with a
welcoming brown leather sofa. He told Al and me to sit down whilst he went
to get things prepared.

"What the hell are we doing here, and what is HERE?" Al asked, seeming to be
very nervous. He looked like a kid in the headmaster's office. Far too
tense.

"Ok, babes, before you explode!" I grinned, "This is a massage parlour. Kyle
is an old friend... Used to play rugby with him. He was the captain of the
team when I was sixteen. Two years older than me. This is his place. I came
here when I strained my shoulder. They were great. Really relaxing!" Al
smiled warmly at me.

"Have I ever told you that I loved you?" I grinned and nodded.

"On occasion!"

"I always wanted to get a massage but didn't have the balls to come and get
one!" I shook my head.

"Don't talk about your balls man!" I squirmed in the couch, "I am so horny!"
Al giggled once more, blushing.

"Are you getting one, because if you are, and someone is gonna be rubbing
you up and down... I'd lie on your back!" I punched Al lightly on the arm,
"Don't want anyone to loose their eyes man!"

Just on cue Kyle came back into the room and motioned for us to follow. We
were led into a small room which smelled faintly of lavender, as I was told
later by Al. All I knew was it smelled kinda nice. There were two raised
platform type things... I dunno what you call them. They aren't beds and they
aren't seats. Go figure.

"You guys wanna pop out of your clothes?" Kyle said with a wicked grin,
"Strip to your boxers!" He winked at Al, "I've wanted to say that to Stoo
for years!" Al grinned back then walked over to me and began unbuttoning my
shirt.

"Too bad, he's mine!" Kyle grinned and left promising two of the girls would
be in shortly and that we had to hop up on the bed with the towels on. Rules
of the place. As Al took my trousers of I shuddered.

"Baby I want you so bad!" I whispered in his ear. He just kissed me gently
on the forehead.

"I'm all yours as soon as we get home!" He ran a hand down my cheek and I
shifted my head, allowing a finger to slip into my mouth, "Anyway you want
me!" I grinned, licking the tip of his finger.

"Ditto!" He smiled, giving a little yelp as I nipped his finger with my
teeth before hopping up on the table/bed/thing – on my belly. Shortly after,
two girls floated into the room. The one who moved towards me breezed past,
a subtle hint of her perfume lingering in the air as she passed.

"Hey, guys, Kyle said you would be wanting shoulder and back massages, is
that right?" She had a very pleasant manner.

"Yeah, that would be great!" I answered, my eyes locked with Al. I could see
that my need for him was returned as he looked into my eyes. I knew I would
have to put the thoughts out of my mind or I would never make it to the end
of the massage before I would have to run over to him and devour him right
there.

I felt the girl squeeze some oil out onto my back and immediately she began
working it into my shoulders. She worked for about an hour the two girls
slowly eased the knots out of our tired muscles, gently rubbing in the oils
and kneading the muscles. It was a wonderful feeling, totally relaxing. I
allowed my mind to drift throughout the experience. As both girls finished
up, they gently squeezed our shoulders.

"All done, guys. Are you both ok?" the one who had massaged Al asked.

"God, yeah!" Al grinned, "That was amazing!" I smiled at him, noting a
sparkle in his eye.

"That was really great. Thank you very much!" I added.

"No problem. We'll see you later guys. If you just go through to the waiting
area when you are dressed, Kyle will come and get you!" I nodded as they
left. I hopped down from the <thing> and immediately found myself in Al's
arms.

"Thanks, Stoo!" He breathed in deeply at my neck, his nose gliding up the
underside of my chin. My breath caught in my lungs, my heart aching, "Now
let's get you home!" I needed no second invitation. I threw on my clothes
and we strode to the waiting area where Kyle was waiting.

"Hey, guys!" He beamed, "Was everything ok?"

"Great Kyle... First rate service man!" I said, giving him a manly hug, "How
much do I owe you?"

"You offend me Stoo..." Kyle grunted, holding me at arms length, "It is on the
house, anyway... It was more than worth it to see the man who stole your
heart!" Al smiled warmly at Kyle. I got the feeling these two could be fast
friends.

"Kyle... You rock!" I said, slapping him on the back.

"Oh I know it, boy, I know it!" Kyle led us back to reception where we all
loitered for a moment engaging in conversation.

"Listen, guys," Kyle said finally, after we had chatted for a while, "If you
guys ever need to get away from the stress for a while, you can come up
here. We have a sauna, so if you ever need time to chill come up and we'll
sort you out with a massage and you can get in the sauna, whatever you want!
I'd love for you guys to come back!" He smiled, that big all star-smile, his
teeth perfect white and straight. His lips curled up, a little scar on his
cheek just visible from an old wound from rugby.

"We'd like that Kyle. Thanks again!" He smiled even broader and pulled Al
and me into a hug.

"No need to thank me. It was a pleasure! See you around, guys!" With that we
left. I honestly could not get to the car quick enough. Al pressed against
me for dear life.

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Ok thanks go out to Mr Tim Mead, Tim I am so grateful to you for doing all
this boring editing. Hoodsy (underthehoodster) your love and support through
all the troubles
I have faced since you have known me is more than appreciated. I love you
loads man, Al does too, he thinks the world of you. Lori, babes, as ever my
love goes out to you
your kind words have often brought a tear to my eye or a smile to my face.
Hope you are feeling well. Mark Mark Mark, my horny Alaskan friend... I hope
all is going well in your life
and as always I am here for you if you ever need to talk. You are a damn
cool guy. Ryan my bestest buddy in the whole wide world ha ha, you still
rock too... but you know...
u can be a dick sometimes, especially when I find that those socks you
borrowed from me have never been returned... ewwww what am I saying,
I don't want them back anyway. ha ha ha. Thanks to everyone who emails me,
and if you guys havn't already read about them read "The Magic in your
Touch" in the beginnings section by Sara
it is a wonderful tale. One which I have recently finished and LOVED!!!!

Cheers all and for those you are interested, Stoo has recovered from the
cold. Yup yup, I hit my training with a vengence today.

Love and Peace, Stoo.