Date: Thu, 08 Jan 2004 14:30:29 +0000
From: stoo man <stoo_bob_@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Little Guy Chapter 22, gay college life"

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
now. The author retains all rights. I love to hear from you all, so as ever
please drop me a line at stoo_bob_@hotmail.com. Go on, you know you want
to... And I know I want you to... so what's the hassle?

Little Guy

By Stoo

Has been a while guys yeah? I have some major appologies to make, I haven't
asnwered all that many emails lately. With it being the festive season and
all. So I am sorry to everyone who hasn't received a responce. From this
moment forward any emails send will receive a reply. Without further ado, on
with the show.

Stoo's Perspective

Al brought Sarah to the house maybe thirty minutes after his initial phone
call. All the while Ryan had lain in bed gently crying, my arms wrapped
around him holding him tight to my chest. My thoughts were solely on Carter.
He had caused all of this and he had meant it. Ray Carter was the
stereotypical, dumb headed jock but more than that, he was a dirty
underhanded thug.

"Stoo..." I heard Sarah gently knock on the door, so carefully I released
Ryan, stroking his hair and walked to the door.

"Hey." I said as I opened it up. Sarah was worried sick. Her eyes told the
story. She looked anxious to see Ryan, "He needs you right now, not much I
can do now and he'll probably tell you the whole story himself when he is
ready. But just be there for him just now, ok?" She nodded. She was truly
beautiful, her hair tied back in a pony tail.

"I'll take care of him... I'll stay with him tonight." I smiled and gave her a
hug.

"Thank you." I held her at arms length, "Don't let him leave here Sarah.  If
he does, call me, ok?" She nodded and passed into the room as I moved off
down stairs. Al was waiting patiently at the bottom.

"He ok?" He asked, coming forward to hug me.

"Yeah, he will be. Let's go for a walk, eh?"

We walked through the park and sat down beside the stream which flows
through the middle. The air was a little chilly, but it did not bother us.
Al was snuggled in close to me. My own portable radiator.  Al thoughts of
Carter were pushed aside for the moment. Having Al close to me was all that
mattered in the world. I was safe in the knowledge that all bases were
covered. Sarah was looking after Ryan. No worries.

"Al..." I said as he turned those beautiful blue eyes upon me, "Never change...
ok? Always be you." He smiled and laid his forehead against mine.

"I won't... I would love you even if you didn't love me, Stoo. You mean the
world to me."

We sat by the stream for a long time, just content in each other's arms, but
then my pocket began to vibrate.

"Hey?" I said flipping my phone open.

"Stoo..." The voice was filled with panic.

"Sarah, what's wrong?" Al stiffened at my side.

"It's that guy Carter, he is outside with his friends, they are shouting on
Ryan, he's going crazy..."

"Don't worry babes, I'll be there!"

I flipped the phone shut and without a word took off at double pace through
the park. I knew Al was following me, but he could not hope to match pace. I
cut across the park and vaulted the fence leading to the rear of Ryan's row
of houses. As I raced forwards, I could hear angry shouts, Sarah's voice and
a goon's voice. No Ryan. I carried my speed around the corner, almost
tumbling over, but I could see the front of Ryan's house now. My anger
welled like a storm about to break as I saw Carter kicking Ryan on the
ground. Sarah was being held back by a goon. The other was laughing and
patting Carter on the back. They had not noticed me yet; still my legs
pumped and propelled me forwards. Ryan let forth a growl of rage and
surprised Carter by rocketing from the ground and tackling him round the
waist. They both fell, but Carter easily over powered Ry and got atop his
chest. His hand was drawing back to strike. The goon who had been patting
Carter on the back had noticed me, all too late. I slammed into his chest
with my shoulder and sent him flying backwards. With my momentum I spun
myself to the side, grabbing Carter by the shirt, yanking him off Ryan,
throwing us both to the ground.

Carter let forth a growl of anger as we both spilled to the floor. I landed
hard on my shoulder, the wind driven out of me. Before I could rise I felt
Carter's hands on my neck, he yanked me to my feet, as I struggled to
breath.

"Oh, look who's here, pussy bitch number..." Whack. Carter staggered
backwards. A small frame had streaked forwards, fists a blur. Al could move
faster than I thought. I smiled inwardly as Carter stumbled backwards. I
heard Ryan seethe and then I heard a fist connecting with flesh. I turned to
see Carter holding a bloody nose and the other goon laid out on his back.
Carter reared back and looked into Al's eyes. Malice and rage festering in
his heart.

"Want to go, Carter?" Ryan growled, "On equal terms?" I noticed the other
goon that had been holding Sarah was moving forwards. Carter was holding his
bloody nose and lips. Ray grinned.

"You'll never be equal to me. My mommy wasn't a slut!"

"You fucker!" Ryan roared, and before I could stop him, he rushed into
Carter. Carter was quicker and slammed Ryan hard across the jaw with his
right fist. To my surprise and obviously Carter's, Ryan did not go down. Ray
hadn't set himself for another punch so Ryan caught him off guard. He drove
his knee into Carter's stomach and a wicked left caught Carter under the
chin. He crumbled. Ryan was about to get astride his chest when Sarah caught
him and pulled him back. The remaining goon looked like a lost sheep.

"Please fucking do something. I so wanna kick your ass!" I growled. Instead
he moved to pick up his comrade and Carter.

"Ryan, baby, calm down please," Sarah said, stroking Ryan's hair as he
watched Carter struggling off. Sarah held Ryan from behind. His whole body
was shaking, I guess with rage and maybe a little pain thrown in there for
good measure. His legs looked definitely wobbly.

"Nice punch babes." I grinned at Al. The little guy just lowered his eyes
and looked at his still clenched fists. His knuckles were a little red and
the middle one on his right hand was grazed, "Hey... Don't feel bad about what
you did. You did it to protect the ones you love. You didn't look for it.
You didn't ask for it. You just reacted when it came looking for you." I
pulled him into a hug.

"Better get Ryan inside." Al said, his voice muffled into my chest. I
stroked his hair lightly and nodded. Always the kind and considerate friend,
despite the fact he was injured himself, he wanted to protect Ryan.

"Yeah." I let him go reluctantly and walked over to Ryan who seemed to be
sagging a little in the leg department. I took his arm and slung it over my
shoulder, "Inside seem like a good plan, Ry?"

"Inside it is, hot shot." He grinned at me, his teeth a little red with the
blood from his lip.

"You know I'm so going to love pouring disinfectant into your wounds baby?"
Sarah growled from behind us as she followed us in. "You should never have
gone out."

"If you were me, would you have?" Ryan lowered his eyes not wanting to
fight, but posing a serious question.

"I suppose I would have..." Sarah hesitated, "But that doesn't mean I can't
ride you about it." She smiled warmly closing the door behind Al. I set Ryan
down on the couch, and he sagged back into it.

"You can ride me about it anytime!" Ryan grinned. Al sat meekly on the sofa
at the other side of the room. I guess trying to melt into his surroundings.
He didn't want to be seen at the moment but I knew where he was. Sarah came
back in with a damp cloth, some disinfectant and cotton wool. As Sarah went
to work on Ryan, I smiled as I heard him wince. Deciding I would rather be
with Al than face her wrath, I moved across to him. As I approached I could
see that his eyes were red and puffy. He had been crying silently.

"Babes... Oh, don't do that..." I said, feeling the tears welling in my eyes. I
sat down beside him and pulled him close. He just let everything out against
my chest.

"I'm sorry Stoo... I couldn't let him hit you... I couldn't..."

"I know babes... Hey... You saved my handsome face from a bruising..." He looked
up at me, his beautiful blue eyes all red, and I winked. Sob/giggle. Lovely.
Mission accomplished.

"Hey babies." I heard as Sarah bent down close to us. She smiled a warm
smile which seemed to radiate love, "Let me see you hand Al..." Al timidly
raised his injured hand. Sarah took a piece of cotton wool and dabbed it
with disinfectant. Al never once winced or grimaced. Either testament to his
bravery or how gentle Sarah was with him, "What about you... Any war wounds?"
She looked at me and I shook my head, "Oh really... What about this." She
reached up as though to slap my shoulder and instinctively I shied away. She
halted her hand with a smile, "Shirt up tough guy!" I humbly obliged. She
was too scary to argue with. I felt sorry for Ryan, "Oh my..." She said, her
jaw dropping.

"What?" I asked, wondering how bad my shoulder looked. It only seemed a
little bruised to me.

"Oh... It's just a bruise... But ehm... Oh my." Al grinned.

"My sentiments exactly..." He ran his hand along my right side, down along my
stomach. I closed my eyes and shivered.

"I'll get you some... yeah ice... Yup... Be back." Sarah said her face a little
flustered.

"Put your shirt back on man, damn it! My girl is on overload." Ryan laughed.

"I don't got what you got downstairs." I laughed back and his face reddened.

"Yeah... Mr king cobra." Al laughed, his fingers still playing across my
belly.

"Hey, how we gonna explain your knuckle to my mum and dad, cause you know
they will notice."

"Could say the little tyke went down the boxing gym with you, tried his hand
at the heavy and cause his knuckles ain't used to it they got cut up." Ryan
giggled. But it did sound like a good plan.

"Ice..." Sarah tossed me the ice and then backed off rapidly.

"Sarah... Come on, I'm not that horrible that you have to shy away from me." I
teased.

"Stop it, you." Al slapped me playfully on the belly as I snuggled into him.

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Well there ya go. All you lil guy addicts have had your fix. The next
posting won't take months so don't worry.

Shouts go out to. Dave baby you rock, your so loving. Kris... you blow my
mind, what did I do before i had you in my life? Lori... I'm so I lost
contact with you lately. Forgive me? Underthehoodster my man... your writing
just keeps getting better. Shouts go out to all my guys and gals really.
Love everyone. Whole lotta love.

Love and peace everyone.