Date: Wed, 15 Oct 2003 16:35:30 +1300
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: snake eyes part 4

					SNAKE EYES

					Part Four

					By Arthur


The feeling of the bed and the room was new but the warm body beside him
was the same comfortable feel that he had awoken to every morning since
they had become lovers. The smell of the now shorn hair was the same and
the tightness around his shaft told him it was Fore. This was what having a
soul mate meant, familiarity but at the same time a new day every day.

That first hazy feeling of morning still hung in his head as he smelled his
lover beside him, last night had been as good as ever with Fore playing a
symphony on his bare skin as he teased and caressed his body until they had
joined in their own private union of body and soul.

Stewart flexed his stomach muscles to make his morning hardon twitch inside
Fores slightly moist hole and then eased himself back to relax and enjoy
the hot wet feeling he had slept inside of. A soft hum came from Fores
throat and then soft words floated to Stewarts ears.

"Do that again Babes."

Stewart, ever mindful of his lovers needs, flexed his muscles again.

"You know Babes, I got to be honest with you, you're not the bigest I have
taken, but damn sweet babes, you're certainly the best. You do things
inside me no one has ever done."

Stewart let out a small giggle and sigh at his lovers words then flexed
again to hear Fore give out a little moan.

"Take me again Babes....please."

How could Stewart refuse anything to Fore, he started to slowly withdraw
and when he was almost out he slid as slowly as he could back into the
waiting furnace. The tempo increased over the next five minutes and as the
heat of both boys was closing to a climax there came a loud knock on the
bedroom door.

"Two minutes and I'm coming in."

The sudden words and threat had made Stewart unintentionally thrust harder
and deeper into Fores cavern and before he could stifle the groan he was
throbbing out his love juice deep into his sweet Goldies hot recepticle as
Fore grunted out his own release onto the sheets.

The two shuddering bodies tried to stop from letting their gasping breaths
be heard outside the room but they were dealing with a women that had ears
like a cat. Through the door they could hear the receeding voice of Milly
as she made her way to the kitchen.

"Milly two, boys one."

The sound of the chuckle going down the hall sent the two boys into a
giggling fit of their own.

"Oh Babes, I love you so much but we have to get showered for school."

"Yeah Goldy, I love you too and yes we have to go do the education thing."

"Yeah Babes, lets go wash and eat, we have a job to do, come on lets save
water."

The two boys headed off in each others arms to shower, the smell and
obvious results of their awakening showing on their bodies. Once down in
the kitchen they had to put up with Milly's smug smile as she watched over
them. Fore as usual was the first to break the silence.

"Damn it Milly, stop looking at us like that, we're as good as married you
know."

"Hmph, teenage parents eh?"

"Hrmph, woman eh?"

"Ok, street boy, so I'm not on your hit list, well I got something you
don't have, so be careful."

"Oh really Milly, and what would that be?"

"I got the keys to the car and it's a long way to town."

"Jeez Babes, see how women treat you, I'm glad I'm in love with a boy."

"Ok, alright, get to school both of you before you end up over my knee. Go
on buzz off, leave me in peace."

Laughing the boys rose to their feet and with a peck on the cheek of the
big woman took off out the door for their first day at at school. The boys
walked towards their new school, Fore, with his arm over Stewarts shoulder,
had the nervous look of a first dayer as they neared the open gates. A high
pitched voice called from behind them as they were about to enter the
grounds.

"Hey guys."

The boys turned to see who was calling them, the voice belonged to a small,
red headed boy on a bike pedaling furiously towards them. Fore and Stewart
stopped to wait for him to arrive which he did with the usual skidding of
the rear wheel, kicking up a little loose gravel as he did so.

"You the brothers that's starting today?"

Fore took the lead as usual.

"Yep, who are you?"

"Brent, Brent Young, my old mans a teacher here. Hey guys keep an eye out
for Jimmy Ramsey, he's an ass hole."

"Hi Brent, I'm Terry and this is my brother Stewart, how is this Jimmy guy
an ass hole?"

"He's our local bully, his old man runs one of the largest trucking
companies around here and he thinks his shit doesn't stink."

"Real ass hole is he?"

"Yeah, picks on all the new kids and anyone smaller than him. He's a sixth
former so us guys in the third, fourth or fifth seem to be fair game for
him."

"Ok, thanks Brent, we'll keep our eyes open. What form are you in?"

"Fourth, you?"

"Same here, you don't look fifteen."

"Nah, I'm not, but I sort of get through things a bit quicker than some and
of course the old man keeps pushing to much. I hate having a teacher for a
dad, some of the kids think it's my fault he's the history teacher
here. Pisses me off no end."

"So you're a brainiac, so what, you seem ok to us."

"Hey, thanks Terry, jeez you two don't look like brothers."

"We're adopted."

"True! shit what happened to your rents?...ooops sorry, thats none of my
business."

"No probs, Blood Nut,...mine don't talk to me anymore and Stewart lost his
in a car accident."

"Blood Nut?"

Fore laughed at the expression on Brents face.

"Red hair Brent, so it's going to be Blood Nut or Carrot Top."

"Ok Terry, Blood Nut sounds good to me, hey thanks."

"What for?"

"I've never had a nick name before, all the kids think my old man would
shit himself if he heard them call me names."

"Ok Brent, you are now officially Blood Nut."

Fore's laughter rang out as Brents face flushed with a child like pride at
being given a nick name of his own.

"What form number are you both in?"

The boys had been walking slowly toward the main building as they talked.

"Don't know yet Blood Nut."

The flushing smile stretched over Brent's face again at the sound of his
new name.

"I'm in C4, hope they put you in there."

"So do we buddy, be nice to know someone on our first day."

"Well I gotta run guys, keep a look out for the ass hole."

"Will do."

Brent gave them a smile and a strange look as he walked away to put his
bike in the stand near the side of the main building.  Fore looked at
Stewart with a questioning look then blushed as he realised Stewart had had
his arm around his waist the whole time they had been talking to Brent.

"Uhm, Babes, you think he knows something about us?"

"What do you mean Fore?"

"Your arm?"

Stewart jumped as he also realised where his arm had been and pulled it
clear with a jerking movement.

"Oh shit,shit,shit....I'm sorry Goldy, it just seemed natural.....fuck, I'm
going to have to watch what I'm doing when we're here. I forgot all about
being at school with you after the last few months."

"It's ok Babes, it's nothing to worry about, let them think what they like,
we can handle it. Besides who says we have to stop loving each other just
cause they don't like it."

"Yeah ok Goldy, but we got to be careful, no need to force anything and I
don't think Brent will say anything, he seems a nice kid but lonely."

"Yep, I think you're right there Babes, well lets get this circus on the
road. Come on Babes let's face the monsters."

The boys started up the steps to enter the main office and get their form
assignment. Ten minutes later they were being escorted to their new form
room, C4. Fore whispered into Stewarts ear as they followed the teacher
down the long hall.

"Looks like Blood Nut was right Babes."

"Quiet boys, no talking."

Stewart answered for them both as Fore muttered under his breath.

"Yes Sir."

'Silly old fart'

"Shh."

The boys were ushered into a room that had the old familiar smell of a
class room long used to the workings of teachers and throngs of boys. The
mustiness of long used chalk, old wood and a hint of boy permeated into the
nostrils of the two boys.

Their escort took the boys to the front of the class to introduce them to
the teacher and the other boys.

"Mr. Bryant, these are the two new boys, Terrance and Stewart Madigan."

"Hello boys, you can sit over there beside master Young."

Fore and Stewart looked over to see their newest friend with a grin wide
enough to drive a truck through. They returned the grin as they made their
way to the vacant desks beside him.

The morning got underway in the usual manner of all school days, Fore was
totally bored after the first ten minutes and only pretended to listen as
his mind drifted into thinking about why they were here. His little Babes
took all the lesson in and would cover for his own lack of attention as
they had agreed the previous night.

A small nudge against Fore's knee made him glance down. Brent's hand held a
small piece of paper as it nudged him. Fore slipped his hand down and
grasped the paper then opened it carefully.

		'really brothers!
		 or boyfriends!'

After the initial start at the words on the paper, Fore looked at Brent and
gave him a small thin lipped smile, then wrote on the paper and handed it
back.

		'Both'

Brent's eyebrows shot upward and a large smile covered his face.

		'Wow, can we talk later?'

Fore sent a small nod toward the wide eyed boy just as a heavy voice broke
the contact between them.

"Master Madigan, is there something we should all know, perhaps you would
share it with the class?"

Fore looked up to the front where the teacher stood with his hands on his
hips and glaring at the two boys. Fore's streetwise instincts took over
before he remembered where he was and what he was there for.

"No, I don't wish to share it with anyone, it's private."

"Madigan, come up here right now and bring that paper with you."

Stewart looked at his brother/lover and could almost watch his hackles rise
at the tone of the teachers voice.

"careful Goldy, remember why we're here."

"Hrmph."

Fore got to his feet and with deliberation placed the piece of paper in his
pocket then made his way to the front of the class.

"Give me the paper master Madigan."

Fore leaned closer to the teacher and replied to him but it was to faint
for anyone else to hear. The teachers face went red as it showed different
emotions starting with shock, then horror, then anger. Fore spoke softly
again as the teacher grasped his shoulder with a rough hand. The teachers
face went pale as he released Fores shoulder and staggered back to sit on
the edge of his desk.

"Return to your seat master Madigan."

Fore turned and with a wink and a smile went to sit with the others just as
the bell for recess rang out. The teacher waved his hand in dismissal as he
stood against the desk still with a confused look on his face. Once out
side Stewart and Brent attacked Fore verbally, wanting to know what was
said that would make a teacher back off in such a way.

"That's easy guys, I told him the truth."

"But what did you say Terry?"

Brent was hopping around like a jumping jack as he tried to understand what
Fore was talking about.

"I told him that if a doctor was to inspect my ass he would see that I have
been fucked recently and I would give the police his name as the one that
did it."

Shock showed on Stewarts face as he heard the words from his lovers mouth.

"G....g.....g.....g."

"Don't worry Babes, Brent knows about us, don't you Blood Nut?"

Brent was beside himself with the revelation and the fact he was the only
one in school that knew the boys secret.

"Yeah, yeah, hey Terry was it Stewart?"

"Was it Stewart, what?"

"That...you know...did it?"

"Did what?"

"You know....IT."

"Ohh...IT."

"Yes IT...was it?"

"Like I said in the note Blood Nut, we're boyfriends as well as brothers,
no one and I mean NO ONE, has me but him."

"Y...y...you mean you...two....really.....do....IT?"

"Course we do, we're a couple."

"That's rad, tell me more, how long you been together?"

Stewart's face was begining to loose some of it's scarlet look as he
realised they had a friend in the little red head as Fore continued on as
though it was quite normal to talk about being gay and being a couple.

"Nearly Four months."

"Wow, I really wanted to ask you some other stuff if I can?"

"Sure fire away Blood Nut."

"Well I think I sort of like guys as well, when I saw Stewart holding you
sort of like he owned you I wondered how hard it is to find someone
to......well learn from?"

Just as Fore was about to answer a loud shout broke the friendly chat.

"HEY, YOUNG, YOU FUCKING SCUD, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE NOW."

The three boys startled by the sudden interuption turned towards the
voice. Ten feet away a large kid stood looking at them, his hands were
closed into fists as they rested on his hips, his body was leaning slightly
forward and the look on his face was like thunder.

"Oh fuck, it's Ramsey."

Brent turned white at the sight of the large kid standing there watching
them. Jimmy Ramsey was 17 years old and nearly six feet tall, his shoulders
were wide and thick as was his neck. Jimmy's face was one of those pimpley
landscapes that only a mother could love and his eyebrows were a straight
dark line across his brow. His nose had been broken and reset crookedly
giving him a typical thug like look.

"I SAID NOW SCUD."

Trembling with fear Brent began to move toward the bully. once he was
within hands reach of the bully, Jimmy reached out a large hand and grasped
him by the shirt front, pulling Brent close to his face. Fore and Stewart
could hear Jimmy's words clearly as he didn't bother lowering his
voice. Jimmy knew he was king of the heap and had no fear of any of the
smaller or younger kids at school.

"Where's my money Scud, you haven't paid me yet this week."

Brents feet were off the ground and only his toes were touching the tarmac
of the play ground, his knees were visibly shaking and tears were starting
to show on his cheeks. Stewart felt Fore stiffen beside him but before he
could put his arm out to stop him, Fore was on the move towards the bully.

"HEY, ZIT HEAD."

Jimmy Ramsey turned towards the oncoming boy, dropping Brent as he watched
Fore advancing on him.

"Who the fuck are you pretty boy."

"My friends call my Terry but you can call me Revenge."

"Revenge, what sort of fucking name is that Pretty Boy."

"Like the man said, Zit Head, 'I'm your worst nightmare', your days of
kicking kids around is over as of now."

"Oh yeah, and where's your army Pretty Boy."

"In my pants, Zit Head, want to come suck it for me?"

"You fucking Homo."

Jimmy Ramsey charged at the small skinny kid standing before him, he didn't
know that this was going to be one of those days, as he got close to Fore
everything seemed to go wrong.

Unknown to the boys, at the first shout by Fore the rest of the school yard
had gone quiet as every boy turned to watch Jimmy spread Fore all over the
play ground.

Jimmy swung one of his outsized fists like a leg of ham with a rocket
behind it but Fore wasn't there, then the day got really bad. As the fist
came close to Fore he moved with the grace of a ballet dancer, going down
on one knee and bringing his closed fist up in an upper cut, to connect
with devistating force in the center of the exposed crotch now before his
eyes.

With a high pitched scream Jimmy Ramsey double up clutching frantically for
his crushed testicles and then it got worse again. As his head came down
Fore pushed upward with his legs bringing the crown of his head in contact
with Jimmy's nose and mouth.

The bully appeared to do a backward flip as he was hit again and then was
laying on the ground, one hand held onto his jewels as the other tried to
stop the flow of blood from his nose. Not being one to give an advantage to
an ass hole Fore stepped close and then dropped with one knee into Jimmy's
solar plexus, knocking the last of his wind from him.  Fore leaned in close
and with an unemotional voice gave Jimmy his warning.

"Listen good Zit Head, when ever you see my Brother or myself or our friend
Brent you fuck off to the other side of the play ground, you don't then
I'll carve my name on that Zit covered forehead, got it, fuck face?"

Jimmy Ramsey could only nod his head as he realised that the cold hard
voice running through his head would probably do just as it said. An
awakening took over all of Jimmy's thoughts as the boy above him smiled
coldly down at him.

"Remember what I said Zit Head, and by the way, I'd give up your little
scam with the other boys here as well or you get the same again."

The three boys turned and walked away just as a teachers voice rang out
over the area.

"What's going on over there."

A unanimous chorus of,

"Nothing Sir"

Rang out from all the assembled boys as they surveyed the still writhing
figure of their previous nemisis on the ground.

"Then you all better start back to your classes, the bell will be going
soon."

Fore slung one arm over each of the boys shoulders as though nothing had
happened and steered them towards the class rooms.

"Ahh, that's a great way to start a day, don't you think."

Stewart could only marvel at what Fore had done, the whole event had taken
less than a minute and Fore seemed to have already forgotten it. Stewart
had never seen Fore get even close to being rattled at any time since he
had known him, but to have seen what Fore could do, told him that his lover
was not as helpless as he sometimes made out.

The first day of school finally ground to an end and as the boys left the
grounds brent turned to Fore.

"Uhm....Terry, you guys doing anything this afternoon?"

"Not really Blood Nut."

"Can,....can I....can I come round your house with you?"

"Sure Blood Nut, you're our friend aint you?"

"Well, yeah, so it's ok?"

"Course it's ok."

Fore threw an arm over the smaller boys shoulder and pulled him in closer
to his side.

"Come and meet our Auntie, you'll like her and she will probably spoil
you."

"Neat."

Yhe three boys headed home arm in arm, the events of their first day long
forgotten, now they had to cement a new friendship and that could only be
done in the privacy of home.


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