Date: Sat, 26 Apr 2003 15:17:34 +1200
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: Short Ass part 6

					SHORT ASS

					Part seven

					By Arthur

					Justin Case
					1956-2003



The morning dawned like all the others in this land, hot, sultry and a
little dusty, Ricky stretched as much as he could while still being held in
the arms of his newfound special friend.

Warrinigal moved in his sleep, closing his arms a little more on the firm
small body beside him and then with a little start realized where he was
and lifted his head to look around with bleary eyes as the happenings of
the previous night came back to him.

"Morning my pony boy?"

"Morning Warri,...I...I...uhm."

"S'ok my pony boy I know what you mean, I feel the same way."

"Y...you do?"

"Well yeah I'm pretty sure it's the same as you, now let me get up so's I
can get a basin of warm water to give you a wash."

Ricky blushed at the thought of being washed by someone else then he
shrugged and remembered what Warringal and he had done last night so he
just smiled and nodded his head.

Warringal returned carrying a basin of water with a towel and some soap and
with a smile pulled back the sheets covering Ricky as he lay in the bed,
soaping up the small face cloth he started at Ricky's feet and worked his
way up toward his groin. Ricky could feel the soft hands and the warm cloth
working their magic on his skin and something else was feeling it as well
as his shaft began to tighten at the touches.

Ricky looked down the bed at the smiling dark face below him.

"You feeling frisky my pony boy?"

"Ahhm, Warri it's (giggle) sooo nice."

"Wait till you gotta piss, that gets real interesting."

The warm soapy cloth never stopped moving on his skin as Warringal moved
higher on his legs, now on the inner thigh Ricky let out a soft moan as his
rod jumped at the closeness of those dark hands as they rubbed closer to
his groin.

The hands stopped and Ricky could now feel the dry towel being moved over
his skin and then Warringal was up near his head and the cloth was rubbing
over his chest and stomach in the same smooth motion as before, his shaft
was now ready to give up the fight as the erotic nature of the bathing took
over his senses. A sudden sharp pain hit Ricky and as he jumped with the
fright he heard the giggle from Warringal and felt his shaft deflate
rapidly.

Looking down he saw that Warringal had flicked his glans with his finger
quite hard and it was now down laying on his small mound of pubic hair as
the surrounding area was washed and dried.

"Ok pony boy time to do the back, let me help you roll over,... yeah that's
the idea."

Ricky was now laying on his stomach and the whole torture began again as
his special friend washed every inch of him even to the really private spot
between his small butt cheeks. He couldn't help give out a small moan as
the warm cloth with a thin finger inside it rubbed over his tight bud
making him harder than before as the finger wriggled a little bit when it
got there.

After the towel was used to dry off his back Warringal helped him to turn
over once again and when he saw Ricky's pride and joy standing to attention
he smiled and used his flick trick again to bring an instant soft to it.

"Yah wanna have a piss?"

"Yeah Warri, I need one bad."

Warringal reached under the bed and brought out a hospital bedpan, Ricky
started at the sight of it, the bowl shape flattened at the bottom and the
almost obscenely large nozzle like end on it. Warringal placed it between
his slightly spread legs and then taking Ricky's now deflated shaft in his
hand placed it into the top of the pan..

"Warri, I can't, it wont come."  "Yes you can, come on just close your
eyes, that's it, now think of a wet rainy night, the water pouring down
over the roof and dripping onto the ground outside your window."

Ricky did as he was told and he could almost hear the rain falling and he
could hear the sound of it as it hit the ground, then a hand was shaking
and squeezing his shaft he opened his eyes to see a big smile on Warringals
face as he took away the bedpan that had a sloshing sound coming from it.

"See told yah it was ok, feel better now?"

"Oh Warri thanks so much, yeah I feel a lot better."

"Ok you lay back and I'll go get some breakfast for you soon as I get me
pants on."

Ricky suddenly became aware that his Warri was still naked and he liked the
thought of waking each morning to the sight of the bronze skin close to
him.

After Warringal had insisted on hand feeding him with his breakfast Barry
and his mother came in to see how he was doing Ricky lay there waiting for
his parents to appear and how they would take it when they found out that
he had slept with Warri all night or even worse if they found out what had
happened between them.

Warringal sat beside his bed all the time chatting about things at school
and around the district telling Ricky all about the people and what made
them tick and who was a good guy and who to avoid. The time passed slowly
and then he heard a car pulling up outside the homestead.

The sound of his parents voices brought home to Ricky where he was and what
they might say to him if they were to find out about him and what he had
now admitted to himself he was.

There was bustling and urgent sound outside the door and then his parents
were standing there at the foot of the bed, Warringal had just had time to
release his hand before the adults had entered. Mrs.H had a small smile on
here face as she saw Warringal drop his eyes for a fraction of a second.

Ricky's mother was the first to speak as his father stood there firmly
looking down at his boy and his companion.

"Oh Ricky honey, are you alright, how bad is it, do you need anything, are
you going to be alright, what can we do, is your arm ok, how's your ankle,
what do you need, we've got some clothes for you, when will you be coming
home, how did it happen, is this the boy that saved you, what can we give
him."

"Mom, I'm ok, I don't need anything, Warringal is looking after me, it's
ok."

"Ricky we were so worried when they told us, what on earth were you doing
on a horse anyway?"

"Chasing roo's mom, just having fun."

"Chasing roo's, what do you mean chasing roo's?"

"It's a game Mom, we were just having fun and I fell off, I'm ok, don't
worry."

Ricky looked up at his father standing there silently studying Warringal as
he sat beside the bed clearly anxious about his friend laying there.

"Well my boy from what I've heard from the constable this boy saved your
life by nearly killing himself, I think you owe him a lot, we'll have to do
something for him so you have a think about it and let me know."

Ricky wasn't sure but he thought his father actually winked at him but he
knew that couldn't be right, his father was always stern and very
particular about his conduct in front of people. He had a position to
maintain and even at home he wouldn't let his demeanor slip.

The buzz of conversation continued around him with his mother being a
mother and his father again looking in Warrigals direction with a small
half smile on his lips as Mrs. H talked with his mother. Finally the adults
agreed to leave the two boys alone and went through to the main lounge to
chat some more and have something to calm their nerves after the fright of
seeing their son prostrate in bed. As he left Ricky's father turned a last
time to look at the two boys and with a smile and a nod of his head looked
right into Ricky's eyes.

"Anytime you want to talk to me boy, about anything, just ask, I know how
it is you know."

Ricky's jaw dropped at the open way his dad looked and spoke to him, what
did he see, what was it he had noticed about the two boys, he couldn't know
how he felt, until last night even Ricky didn't know how he felt, well not
about his Warri anyway.

The worst of thoughts began to fill his head as he lay there unable to work
out what his father had meant, he had always assumed his father would be
really mad if he found out that Ricky was more interested in boys than
girls or maybe he just misunderstood his fathers meaning.

Ricky felt his hand taken into a soft grip by Warringal as the doorway was
filled with another body, he looked up a little startled that Warringal
never released his hand at the entrance of the new person then he saw it
was Barry coming towards them with a huge smile on his face.

"Well I see's you two got through the night alive, how's the bod feel Short
Ass?"

"Not to bad thanks Baz, and I got a good pain killer here so it's ok."

Ricky squeezed the hand holding his and smiled at his Warri who in turn
squeezed back and blew him small kiss.

"Ahhh, aint that sweet, two love birds and one bed."

"Knock it off baz, you know he's special to me."

"Ok,...Warri...hehehehehe, don't get your shorts in a twist, just funnin
with yah."

"You're just jealous anyhow, you only got your hand, hehehehe."

"Up yours lover boy, so Ricky how you feel, gonna be ok by the time the
weekend comes?"

"Yes I think so Barry but I don't think I'll be lifting very much for a
while."

"Oh I wouldn't worry about that Short Ass, Boonga aint got much to lift,
hahahaha."

"Right Baza your arse is mine."

"You and who else's army Boonga, look at you two, ones short of a hand the
other is short of a leg, great army you two make, lucky the best parts of
you still work."

"Whatcha mean white boy?"

"Jeez with the bloody noise you two made last night something had to be
working, hehehe...pony boy and Warri, what a bloody performance."

"Just cause you getting none white boy."

"Yeah Boonga but I got class, so I don't need arse."

"Right I can see the calluses on your hands from all the action you get."

"Damn me Ricky what you done to Boonga, he hasn't said this much in ten
years, you musta shot him full of sumthin, here Boonga lift your arse and
let me have a look, hahahaha."

"You couldn't handle the competition white boy."

"Ok, ok you two enough is enough, damn you two are like brothers, all the
time at each other."

"Want me to come and have a bit of you Yank?"

"Don't you start on me Hick."

"Hick, me a bloody Hick, damn you fight dirty Yank."

The three boys decided on a draw as they broke up laughing at all the
byplay and then Barry got a serious look on his face.

"Ricky your dad said something to me before they left so I thought I better
tell you so you can think it over."

"What was it Barry?"

"Well he asked me who was sleeping with you last night and he had a funny
look in his eye when he asked me."

"Shit, shit, shit, what did you tell him?"

"Just that both you and Boonga were injured and passed out so dad said it
would be easier to look after both of you if you were in the same room, he
sorta smiled and then dropped it."

"What am I going to do...he knows...I'm sure he knows?"

"Hey just lay there for the next three days and forget it, if he says
anything later then I'll be here to help you, so will Warri, now all you
got to do is get better so we can go out and get that bloody roo for hurtin
yah."

"But...but...he's going to shit himself if he finds out, his job with the
government will be in trouble if they find out his son likes other boys."

"Look Ricky you can't do anything for now so forget it and get better first
then we'll worry about it, now you two want something to eat, it's nearly
lunch time and I'm starving?"

"I don't know if I can eat, shit he's going to kill me."

"Nah Short Ass he aint gonna do that, probably kick the shit outa yah but
he won't kill yah, besides Warri will protect yah, won't yah Boonga,
hahahaha."

"Fuck you whitey."

"Not now Boonga you got a boy friend to look out for, hahaha, see yah both
soon I'll get some grub for yah's."

Barry left the two boys alone as he went to the kitchen to organize some
lunch for them.

"What am I going to do Warri?"

"Nothing you can do for the mo, Ricky, just hang in there till you're on
your feet then we'll look at it again, come on my pony boy buck up, I'm
still going to be here for you all the time, if he gets snotty about you
then we'll worry about it then."

The two boys were startled out of their worries by a loud snort from the
still broken French doors.

Jipa, his head stuck through the doors was looking directly at Ricky laying
on the bed and the darker boy beside him, he gave another loud snort then
went back out to the lawn where he had kept his vigil all night to wait and
to protect his little mate.

"Jeez Ricky you sure got that bloody Jipa tied in knots, never seen a horse
do what he does."

Barry came back into the room carrying a large plate of toasted sandwiches
and a big bottle of coke.

"Did I just hear that bloody horse in here again?"

"Yeah Baza, he just popped in to see his mate then went back to the lawn."

"Bloody weirdest thing I've ever seen that horse, ok come on you two lets
bog in and get this lot down our necks before me front shakes hands with me
back."

With the plate on the bed close to Ricky they set about demolishing Barry's
efforts with a relish, the hot food felt good to Ricky as he munched and
chewed his way through three of the thick toasties. The fillings were of
everything that Barry could find in the kitchen that could be eaten and
although they would not win any prizes for Haut Cuisine they were just what
the boys needed after having eaten nothing really solid for two days except
for breakfast that morning.

As he filled up Ricky began to relax and with Warringals hand in his he
felt a small buzz of love and safety come over him as his friend slowly
caressed his finger tips with his own.

By Friday, the third of his forced stays in bed, Ricky was starting to feel
like an old man as the enforced idleness began to drive him crazy even
though his boy friend was with him every and all day he still felt he had
to get up and start to move around.

The nights were filled with Warringal holding him in his arms as they slept
and it felt to Ricky like the safest place on earth to be. Barry ran about
looking after the both of them as well as trying to stir up a good old
fashioned slanging match with Warringal over the blossoming love between
the two boys.

Ricky and Warringal had found that a mutual 69 position suited them both
because of their respective injuries although Ricky kept having a deep
seated feeling of wanting something more, something to fill him with the
love he now knew he had for the young mix raced boy that was a part of his
life and he knew he would never find anyone like Warringal again so there
was a need to fulfill the bonding between them.

Saturday dawned as they all did in this part of Australia, hot, dry and
dusty but with a faint smell of over night moisture, Ricky was as usual
wrapped up in the arms of Warringal the hot breath on his neck telling him
his boy friend was still sleeping but that other parts of him seemed to
have a life of their own as Ricky felt that familiar hardness against his
back and smiled at the comfort he felt in those golden arms.

The throbbing in his wrist and ankle had receded over the last three days
and he wanted to get up and move around so with as much care as he could
manage he began to slip out of Warringal's arms and move to the side of the
bed in an attempt to make it to the bath room unaided. To his surprise at
the first attempt to move those arms tightened around him, pulling him back
against the warm body beside him and a muttered "Stay" came from the nearby
lips.

"You awake Warri?"

"Mmmm, sort of, don't move Ricky this is to nice."

"Got to go you know where."

"Oh don't need me now you're all healed up?"

"Warri I will always need you, but I gotta go piss, I'm bursting."

"Promise you'll come back to bed?"

Ricky turned around to face Warringal and kissing him lightly on the lips
he replied.

"Promise."

"Well ok Pony Boy, but if my belly gets cold I'm coming looking for you,
you sure you can make it on that ankle?"

"If I take it slow I think I can."

"Hmm, ok but you call me if you get into trouble."

"Sure, can I call you even if I don't get into trouble?" (Giggle)

"Hell yeah." (Giggle)

Ricky slid his butt over to the side of the bed and swung his legs onto the
floor, the first tentative push with the ankle on the floor seemed ok so he
put all his weight on it and pushed himself upright.

"Arrgghh."

Ricky saw the floor coming up at him as the sharp pain shot through his
ankle then he was wrapped up in two warm strong arms as Warringal took his
full weight under the armpits to support him. Ricky wobbled as he lifted
the damaged leg off the floor and with tears of pain beginning to ease from
his eyes he looked up in gratitude at his savior.

"Damn, damn, damn, sorry Warri, I thought it was ok, thanks my love for
catching me, how did you move so quick?"

"I was half outa bed when you tried to get up, I knew it wouldn't be strong
enough yet but I wanted you to see for yourself, now lover let me help you
to the loo, want me to hold it for you while you piss?" (Giggle)

"Hmmm, nice thought might let you if you're a good crutch for me to lean
on."

"Come on Pony Boy put your arm over my shoulder and lean on me, I'll get
you in there safely."

The two naked boys made their limping way out of the bedroom and down to
the bathroom ten steps away; they were just about to enter the bathroom
when a deep voice sounded behind them.

"Now there's a sight you don't see every day, looks as though everything in
the world is black and white after all."

The two boys looked over their shoulders with the reddest blushes ever seen
as they recognized the sound of Brian Hamilton's voice. He stood in the
hallway dressed in his uniform ready for work or just getting home from
another night of long patrols.

"Uhm...uhm...uhm."

"It's ok boys, I'm glad to see you up and around Ricky, just didn't expect
to see all of both of you." (Chuckle)

"Ahh...uhm...Mister Hamilton...uhm."

"Go on boys finish what you started, if you want some breakfast before the
others get up then come on into the kitchen I'll wait till you get there."

"Thanks Mr.H, come on Ricky let me get you sorted out and then we can cover
up your bits." (Giggle)

"Damn it Warri, what about your bits." (Giggle)

"Oh don't worry about mine, they've all seen them before." (Giggle)

"Go on you two get your arses in there, I've seen enough for one day."

The two boys moved as fast as they could with their handicap and
disappeared into the bathroom.

As the two boys were washing up Ricky looked over at Warringal and gave him
a light peck on the cheek then smiled into the mirror at his boy friend.

"Mr. H. is real neat Warri, I mean he didn't go ape over us being bare
assed."

"Yeah Ricky he's a good guy, he is one real hard arse cop when he's on duty
but he hates bigots, I think that he is probably the most liked cop ever to
be here, sometimes they send a young one here for experience and they try
to get carried away with their power but Mr. H. soon sorts them out."

"I wish my mom and dad were like him."

"Your old man may surprise you Pony Boy, I saw the look in his face the
other day when they were here, I think he knows more than he's letting on."

"I don't think so Warri, he always seemed to take my twin brothers side all
the time because he was into real sports and was chasing all the girls at
school, dad never seemed to talk much to me, nor mom either for that
matter."

"You ever think that maybe he was waiting for you to talk to him about how
you feel?"

"But I couldn't do that, he'd kill me if he knew about me."

"My sweet Pony Boy, I some how doubt that would happen, you're still his
son and that goes a long way with most folks."

"Well I still don't want to say anything."

"Ok my lover, then lets go eat before the others get up."

Warringal took Ricky's arm and pulled it over his shoulder to support him
again as they limped back to the bedroom to dress and then make their way
into the kitchen to eat.

The smells coming from the kitchen made Ricky's mouth water as they both
got nearer to the doorway leading into the large area. Brian Hamilton was
sitting at the table with his first cup of tea of the day waiting for them,
Warringal's mother was standing over the stove cooking and humming to
herself as she stirred and clanged various pots and pans.

"Well you two look a bit more decent, ready for some breakfast?"

Both boys nodded embarrassingly as their faces turned red again at the
thought of the meeting in the hallway.

"Ok come on sit down and lets eat."

Jema began to pile plates with hot food and set down two large glasses of
milk for the boys giving Ricky a soft look and almost a smile as she said
something to Warringal in her own language.

"What did she say Warri?"

Warringal seemed to blush a little as he looked at Ricky and smiled.

"She said you make a good boy for me and we should go walkabout soon."

"Oh god, are you going to take him bush with you Warringal?"

"Well mum seems to think it's good idea Mr. H."

"Ok I suppose it's really up to you two, you think it's needed for Ricky
though Warringal?"

"Mum says there's something special about Ricky and he should go find it
out there Mr. H."

"Hmm, ok when you thinking of going?"

"Not time yet Mr. H., but soon."

Ricky looked on at the two of them talking about him and this walkabout
thing he was meant to do but could not make head nor tail out of it. Oh
well his Warri would look after him if it came to that and the love he felt
for this young friend would never be broken by anything that could happen,
he knew that deep inside himself there was something trying to get out but
could not identify it. It was just a yearning in his stomach that something
was missing so maybe they were right about the whole thing, he'd just have
to wait and see what happened.

Ricky returned home after another day at the Hamilton's, his ankle a little
stronger but his wrist still bound up tight in the cast, before he left he
took a special walk out into the garden to talk to what was now considered
'HIS' horse.

Jipa snuffled his chest and gave his light blonde hair a work over with his
velvety lips as Ricky giggle at the soft touch, the horse only glared at
Barry and especially at Warringal as he supported Ricky's weight with his
shoulder.

When the horse was satisfied that his little mate was ok he snorted at the
other two boys and made his way out of the garden and into a nearby paddock
but not before he gave Ricky a last look and a soft snort which Ricky
thought was a lot like a smile.

Barry and Warringal were returning to school the next day so it was decided
that Ricky should go back home in the morning and that they would drop him
off at his house on the way, then, if his parents agreed, they would pick
him up again after school finished for the day, Ricky was hoping that his
parents would agree for him to be with the two friends overnight each day,
especially his Warri, Ricky could not bare the thought of not spending
every moment without his Boyfriend.

When it came time for bed that evening before returning home Ricky knew
that this had to be the night to ask his Warri for that last step into
their relationship, to seal it with his inner most need, to give Warringal
the one thing that no one else could have or take from him.

They as usual closed the gap between themselves as soon as they were under
the sheets, arms entangled, lips closing together, hot bodies pushing
against each other, not in a hard frantic lustful way, but with a
smoothness that told of the love and respect they had for each other, just
enough to be touching from their toes to their lips, a molding of two young
lovers and the need of one for the other.

Ricky pulled his lips from the caressing touch of Warringals and leaned
back until he could see into the eyes of the only boy he had ever loved, he
whispered softly.

"Warri?"

"Yes Pony Boy?"

"Warri, I love you."

"Pony Boy, I love you."

"Warri, will you do it to me tonight, I need you, like...you know...inside
me?"

Ricky watched as a small tear rolled down Warringals face, he leaned in and
kissed it away.

"Warri, why are you crying, what have I said, I'm sorry...love..please I
didn't want to upset you."

"Oh my Pony Boy, you didn't upset me, that was a tear of happiness, that's
the first time you said you love me, no one has ever said that to me."

"So...will you...you know...do it to me?"

"My Pony Boy, there's nothing more I want to do than spend my life inside
you, but we agreed that we would wait until you are fit and healthy again
and that we had real time to sort out our feelings about each other."

"But I know I want this Warri, I want to show you how much I love you, I
want you to have the one thing I can give you that no one else has ever
had."

"Ricky, oh my Ricky, you would give me your virginity to prove your love?"

"Yes Warri, it's the only thing I have that I can prove my love for you."

"Hey pony Boy, there is nothing more I would want from you and have dreamed
of it all the time but we have to wait, please it is very important that we
do it at the right time."

"When is the right time if not now when we have just made our love real."

"Soon Ricky love, very soon, when your ankle is good enough we will find
the right time."

"Warri?"

"Yes Pony?"

"I love you."

"Oh Pony I love you so much too."

"Kiss me Warri."

Ricky and Warringal leaned into each other at the same time, their lips
meeting with a new tenderness as their feelings for each other were
projected through the contact. Their slim bodies pushing flesh on flesh as
the heat in their groins began to take on a new feeling and hardness.

Their 69 that night seemed to Ricky to be more intense than ever before, it
was slower and done with a tenderness that he didn't think he had in him,
the smoothness of Warringals skin as he ran his hand up and down the slim
copper coloured hip and thigh as he swallowed the rigid pole standing erect
and proud before his waiting lips.

The feeling of the hot moist mouth of his lover as it lowered slowly down
the length of his own shaft, once fully holding the length of each other
they stopped with their lips pressed hard against the pubic mound of the
other and rejoiced in the feeling of fullness they now encompassed.

The warm breath of the other coming in small puffs from their noses as they
settled there for a few moments, then the slow withdrawal of the two sets
of lips as they worked their way upwards again to at last caress the now
sensitive head with their tongues.

The two lovers kept this up for so long that when the final thrust of mouth
and now hips came, it was a mutual explosion that was like a duet of two
souls reaching a final destination that was a seal on their lives forever.

As the two now exhausted boys turned toward each other their lips met again
to mix their love offering with that of the other, taking in the taste and
the energy of their love to mix and mingle so that they were completely one
with the other.

The next morning at the first cry of a cockatoo out in the gum trees that
surrounded the homestead, the two boys opened their eyes to gaze into
longing look of love from the other, lips pouted toward each other and the
good morning kiss again caused a rising lower down.

As Warringal smiled at Ricky and lifted an eyebrow in askance a voice
sounded from the end of the bed.

"When's the wedding?"

Warringal was the first to speak.

"What the...Baza fuck off."

"Oh the little Boonga not feeling well?" (Chuckle)

"I'm gonna dong ya Baza."

"Not while Short Ass has his arms around yah you aint." (Chuckle)

"Hey Okker, leave my Boyfriend alone."

"Ooooh, the Yank is alive and kicking."

Barry leaned over and grasping the bed clothes gave a hard yank and pulled
then clear of the two boys as they lay naked and close to each other in the
bed.

"Well I can see what Boonga see's in you, but what the hell you see in his
scrawny butt I don't know."

"Baza...piss off and let us get dressed."

"Why, we all know what your little snake looks like, now Ricky, hmmm well
he aint doin bad in that area either." (Giggle)

Warringal lowered his voice to a deeper growl.

"Baza!!!!!!"

"Ok, ok, I'm outta here, but hurry up we have to drop Short Ass off before
school."

Barry left the two boys laughing to himself at the rude awakening he had
given them, the sight of the two naked bodies clasping each other didn't
bother Barry in the least, he was just glad that at last his little brother
Boonga had found his lover.

As Barry picked Ricky up and placed him in the front seat of the ute he
felt again that sharp pain in his stomach, it had been there now for two
days, "must be all the rubbish I been eating lately" he thought to himself
as he lowered Ricky down onto the seat.

Ricky had heard the faint gasp as Barry had lifted him and looked up at him
with concern.

"You ok Barry?"

Warringal looked over at his lover with a question mark lifting of the
eyebrow again.

"Nah, it's ok Ricky, just indigestion, eating to much rubbish lately."

"Oh ok, you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah fine now, just a twinge when I pick something up, she'll be right."

Barry went around to the driver's side and hopped into his seat and then
with the usual roar of V8 and cloud of dust they were speeding down the
driveway as Mrs.H stood on the veranda shaking her head and smiling at the
disappearing vehicle.

When Ricky reached his house Warrigal insisted on helping him into the
front room and setting him down on a chair as Ricky's mother began to fuss
over him, his father stood off to the side smiling at the scene before
him. His boy was home and he knew inside himself that the slim Aborigine
boy seemed to be a lot more concerned with Ricky's health than he and his
wife did.

Warringal finished settling Ricky into the chair and then with a smile told
him he had to run or he would be late for his first day back at school.

Ricky reached up a hand to caress his lover's cheek then remembered where
he was and took hold of Warringals hand instead and with a short shake
said.

"Thanks Warringal, see you after school, ok?"

"Sure Ricky, as long as your parents don't mind?"

Ricky's dad looked up at the two of them.

"Why would we mind Warringal?"

"Well Sir, he's been away for four days and I thought you may want to keep
him home."

"What did you have in mind, just a visit or something a bit more after
school?"

Ricky's dad had a strange smile on his face as he looked at the two boys,
Ricky spoke up as the question was asked.

"Dad, I asked Warringal and Barry if they could pick me up after school,
well you know, I wont have any company here for the whole day,...and well I
thought I could spend some time with them afterward and they could tell me
about what home work I had to do."

"Oh I see, yes well, hmm, home work, well I suppose you have to do that to
catch up, hmmm yes well how long is that going to take and why cant you do
it here?"

"Well...uhm.. Dad.. I have to ... well sort of look after my horse as
well."

"Ahhh, yes your horse, how did you get a horse, I don't remember buying one
for you?"

Warringal could see his lover getting nervous at the questioning and jumped
in to protect him.

"Well Sir, the horse that Ricky was using has been given to him by
Mr. Hamilton, he said no one else would be able to ride him now so he is
Ricky's, but Ricky has to go out each day and look after him."

Warringal hoped that Ricky's Dad wouldn't see through he small white lie,
it was partly true in a sense that Jipa would now never let anyone else
ride him but Ricky and it was a way of making sure that the two of them
could be together as often as they could.

"So Mr. Hamilton GAVE the horse to Ricky did he?"

"Uhm yes Sir sort of."

"Hmmm ok, well I'll talk to Mr. Hamilton later today about it, now when did
you think you might be home Ricky?"

"Ahhh, well Dad, Uhm I was hoping I could...well stay out there and come
home each morning."

"I see, so what about your mother and I, don't you want to live with us any
more?"

"Of course I do dad, it's just, well its just...uhm."

Ricky's shoulder slumped as he realized that their plan was not going to
work and that he would not be seeing Warringal and be alone with him for
ages now as he looked up at the thoughtful set on his fathers face.

"Well Ricky, I'll tell you what I will do, I'm going to finish work early
today so I'll be home about 2.00pm, you have a think about things until I
get home and then we are going to talk, just you and I, if I'm happy with
our discussion then you can go out with Barry and Warringal each afternoon,
as to staying all the time overnight, well I will have to talk to Constable
Hamilton about that, sound fair to you?"

With resignation in his voice Ricky answered that it was fair but he knew
deep down inside that he was going to be made to pay for his feelings for
Warringal but also knew that it had to be brought out into the open today
whether he liked it or not.  He was certain now that his father knew all
about his dark secret and that he was going to be parted from his love
forever.

Ricky noticed a tear forming in his mothers eye as she looked at his father
and nodded her head toward him, this was his final day of disaster, the day
his twin can crow about for the rest of his life, the day he will hear his
father disown him and send him back to Canada to a boarding school, never
to see his Warri again.

A tear began to fall down his cheek as he took a last look at his
boyfriend, knowing that this was the parting he had never wanted to happen,
his beautiful Warri left alone just as they had begun to find the deepest
love either one had ever had.

Ricky felt a touch on his shoulder and as he looked up he saw his lover
give a small smile and then with a wave of his hand he left the room to go
to school, Ricky knew that would be the last sight of him as he disappeared
through the doorway.


To Be Continued: