Date: Mon, 2 Jun 2003 10:14:30 +1200
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: short ass part 8

						SHORT ASS

						Part Eight

						By Arthur


					   Justin Case 1956-2003


Authors Note:

The first part of 'SUB TO LOVE'has been reformatted and posted on my site
at www.societyofmythra.homestead.com for those of you that would like to
see it or reread it.


Barry became a buzz saw of perpetual motion as he set about organizing his
parents for the weekend B.B.Q. and determined who and what was going to be
going on and how he could arrange for the now two sets of lovebirds to be
alone for the night.

That night Ricky was curled up tightly in Warringals arms as they slept
spooned in close together. The door to their room was left open as they
felt they had no secrets to keep from anyone else in the house and the two
adults only smiled at the two boys asleep in each other's arms whenever
they happened to pass by.

Although Warringal seemed to have a wisdom way beyond his tender years he
was the one to often take the more passive role when the boys were
snuggling together watching TV or sitting around the house. It had become
almost a custom for Warringal to sit between Ricky's legs on the floor and
lean back against his boyfriend so that Ricky could wrap his arms around
him from behind and hug him close.

Both boys knew it was coming close to the time when they would take the
final step to being true partners and it was assumed by both of them that
Warrigal would prefer to take the passive role even though Ricky thought he
would also like to have Warringal buried deep inside him as well.

The final act was never discussed but as they were so close they felt that
they could read the desire in each other's eyes.  Warringal moved in his
sleep and Ricky opened his eyes just a fraction to make sure his lover was
not in any discomfort them with a kiss on the back of that golden neck he
settled down once again to hold close his treasure.

The first bird calls woke the two boys as the sun sent its sharp light
boring through the open window causing Warringal to back up against Ricky
until Ricky felt the heat from the tight butt cheeks pushing hard on his
morning erection.

"Feeling frisky my Pony Boy?"

"Always when I'm with you Warri."

"How's you're leg coming along?"

Warringal tried to climb into Ricky skin a bit harder.

"Mmmmmmmmm...which one Warri, all three of them feel good at the moment."

"Hehehehe...well the middle one would be nice about now."

Warringal pushed back harder and raised his top leg until he felt Ricky's
hardness slide between his cheeks then clamped down to hold him tight as
the hotness swelled against him.

"Mmmm... That's so nice my Pony Boy, you feel so good down there."

"God Warri I want to do it so much."

Warringal wriggled his butt to feel Ricky twitching with desire, the
throbbing and slight pushing of the shaft between his legs began to
increase the heat he was feeling deep inside himself.

"Do you think you could walk any long distances on it yet?"

"Yeah I thinks Warri, it's more stiff than sore at the moment but I think
if I took it slow I'd be ok."

"Right then after the B.B.Q. on Saturday take a good rest all day Sunday
and we go walkabout on Monday, we'll take the horses with us for most of
the way but the last few miles have to be done on foot."

"How far is the last bit Warri?"

"Bout six miles but it's rugged country up where we're going but there's no
hurry to get there, Mum will get everything set for us."

"What's all this walkabout stuff Warri?"

"It's a place we go to find ourselves Pony, Mum says you have to go as
well, she said it was in her dreamtime she saw you with me and you have to
be there."

"Warri you know I'll do anything for you, I love you with everything I
have."

"I feel the same way about you my Pony Boy."

"Well it looks like I'm back at school tomorrow so we can be together a lot
more."

"Aren't you worried about the other guys there?"

"They don't matter, only you matter to me Warri."

"Well at least Baza will see that we're left alone."

Ricky rose the next morning after giving his boyfriend a morning snuggle
and as he dressed for school he saw Barry starting the ute ready to take
them in to Ricky's first day back in class.

Ricky felt the warm arms of Warringal surround his waist as he tucked his
shirt in and then reached for his book bag and arm in arm they made their
way out to where Barry waited for them.

Getting into the ute the two boys noticed Barry give a small grimace as he
leant over to open the door for them.

"You ok Baza?"

"Yeah Boonga, just a bit of a guts ache."

Barry straightened up and with his usual roar of V8 motor, sent the ute
away with a cloud of red dust billowing up behind them. The trip to school
was as usual uneventful apart from scaring every living thing in a ten mile
radius with the dust and bellowing motor.

Barry parked the ute and as the three boys got out of the vehicle Ricky
looked over at Barry just in time to see him turn white and collapse on the
ground beside the open door, immediately both the boys were around to
Barry's side trying to help him up from the ground where he lay moaning and
holding tightly to his stomach.

"I'm going for a teacher Ricky, you stay with Baza."

Warringal raced away to find a teacher while Ricky cradled Barry's head on
his lap, the pain evident on the prostrate boys face as Ricky smoothed the
hair out of his eyes and tried to make him comfortable while they waited.

Within minutes a teacher was beside the boys and with a glance sent
Warrigal off to call for an ambulance to take Barry to hospital.

"Looks like appendicitis to me, keep him comfortable Mendoza until the
ambulance gets here then you two boys get to your class."

"Yes Sir"

They both answered together as the Teacher left to tell the front office
about the trouble and to get Barry excused from the role call.

A small crowd had gathered when Barry had collapsed but was now dispersing
to their own classes as the bell rang for the beginning of another day of
toil while Ricky and Warringal sat with Barry and waited.

The ambulance arrived within ten minutes and loading Barry into the backset
off at high speed for the hospital nearby as Ricky and Warrigal headed for
their class room and without realizing it held tightly to each others hands
as they made their way across the deserted play ground.

Morning classes were hard to concentrate on as the vision of their best
mate kept running through their minds and at last the bell rang for the
lunch break and the two boys made their way outside to be alone and to
worry about Barry.

Sitting under the only tree in the yard the two boys were lost in their
thoughts, fingertips touching and leaning against each others shoulder for
mutual support.

"So you's two is poofs, who's fucking who?"

Startled the two boys looked up only to see about five larger boys
surrounding them, the talker was bigger than Barry but carried a bit of fat
around his middle and his pimples looked inflamed and raw where he had
picked at them.

The sneer on his face said it all and before either boy could react the boy
sent a viscious kick at Ricky's partly healed ankle causing Ricky to scream
in pain as the heavy boot made contact. Warringal was on his feet in a
flash to defend Ricky but the other boys moved in and he was quickly
pummeled to the ground as two more boys rained punches at Ricky's helpless
body on the ground.

The first boy stood back laughing as he saw his minions go in for the kill
to teach these poofters a lesson they would never forget. Ricky felt a
weight fall on his back and a pair of dark arms wrap around his head to
protect him as Warringal tried to cover his body with his own and take the
beating that was being given to his lover. Ricky heard the grunts and gasps
as Warringal was attacked with brutal blow after blow that was meant for
him.

"Kick that Abo slut, teach him to mix with white boys."

The voice of the first bully could be heard above the grunts and yelps of
Warringal above him.

>From a distance Ricky heard a loud voice yelling and then he sank into the
comfort of blackness as the pain in his ankle flared up again. Ricky opened
his eyes to the white walls of the hospital again and by turning his head
he could see the golden skin of Warringal swathed in bandages laying on the
bed next to him. Ricky felt tears of frustration and anger well up inside
him as he saw his lover laying there unconscious and beaten.

"What happened Ricky?"

The familiar voice of Brian Hamilton came from Ricky's other side and as he
turned his head in that direction he saw the big cop sitting beside his bed
a small notebook balanced on his knee with pen in hand.

"I don't really know, we were just sitting under the tree thinking about
Barry when those boys attacked us and that's all I remember apart from
Warri covering me to stop them hitting me."

"Ok Ricky, I've got the five boys locked in the back of the wagon and I'm
going to charge them with assault as well as tell the parents about this,
most of them are good people and will set their boys straight but the ring
leader is headed for the slammer, his old man is a drunk and an ass hole so
he won't do anything about it, I'll let the court do it this time, he's old
enough to do time for it."

"How's Barry?"

"He'll be ok, his appendix burst but they got it cleaned out in time, he'll
be here for about four days then will be kept home to get better, you two
will be released in the morning after observation."

"Can't feel my ankle?"

"It's in plaster, that bastard broke two small bones in your foot when he
kicked you, looks as though the homestead will be a hospital ward for a
week or more this time, you guys really know how to get time off school,
that's for sure."

Ricky groaned as the pain hit him again as he straightened up in the bed,
his own soreness put aside as he looked over at his boyfriend in the other
bed lying unconscious and bandaged.

As the tears of frustration and pain began to fall down his cheeks he felt
the calloused hand of Brian Hamilton softly brush them away and then give
him a light grip on the shoulder in comfort.

"He's going to be ok Ricky, you'll see, he'll wake soon and then you can
talk."

"Why, Mister H. why did those boys do this, we weren't hurting anyone, we
just want to be together?"

"Some people are just like that Ricky, lack of tolerance can ruin even the
best of intentions."

"But they hurt Warri for no other reason than he was with me."

"Well they won't be hurting anyone else for a long time Ricky, now your
mother is outside waiting to see you and your dad is on the way over as
well, is there anything I can get for you?"

"Will you...uhm...push my bed next to Warri please?"

Brian looked down at the injured boy and with a smile and a grunt pushed
the bed over until it was touching Warringals then straightened up and with
a nod turned and left the ward.

Ricky reached out with his right hand and laid it on the forearm of his
still unconscious boyfriend as the hot tears once again fell down his
cheeks. A small sound made him look up and into his mothers tear stained
face as she saw her son holding onto the boy that had now become to mean
more to him than family.

Ricky's mother just stood at the foot of the bed watching silently at the
two young men who needed each other so much that one would be prepared to
sacrifice himself for the other.

A moan and small movement of the arm under Ricky's hand made him look back
at Warri as his boyfriend started to come out of the unconscious state he
had been in, the swelling around his eyes and cuts to his face told only
part of the story of the brutal beating he had taken in his attempt to save
Ricky.

Stark whiteness met Warringals opening eyes and then he felt a warmth on
his left arm and with a painful groan turned his head to look in that
direction only to be met with his Pony Boy's tear laden blue eyes.

In an almost whispered broken voice and with a painful smile Warringal
spoke to his boyfriend.

"I love you."

"Warri...oh god Warri, I'm so sorry you had to be part of this, I never
wanted you to be hurt, I love you Warri."

"Is ok Pony Boy, I wasn't going to let them hurt you."

With that Ricky lightly squeezed Warringals arm again and let the tears
fall again, his mother stood without saying a word and watched the two of
them, now she knew for certain that these two were meant for each other, it
settled many questions that had been in the back of her mind ever since she
had found out about Ricky's orientation and his devotion to this dark boy
from Australia.

Although both boys were banged up pretty badly the hospital had said they
could return home by Friday and that Barry would be also able to leave at
about the same time so Brian Hamilton had decided to go ahead with the
B.B.Q. on the weekend so that everyone could be together as families should
be.


To Be Continued: