Date: Sat, 6 Dec 2003 15:31:23 +1300
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: Snake Eyes Part 7

				SNAKE EYES

				Part Seven

				By Arthur


Fore was the first to hear the light footsteps on the stone floor outside
the cell. Eyes wide open, Fore listened for the steps to stop outside the
door and then nudged his lover and called softly to Enrique. Stewart rolled
silently out of the bunk as Enrique dropped his legs over the side of his
own bunk in readiness.

The sound of a key being inserted into the lock of the cell door brought a
tense feeling into the stomachs of the three boys as they now knew that
this was to be their only chance of escape. The door swung open to reveal,
as they had hoped, Rod standing with his shotgun held loosely in one
hand. Fore still lay on the bunk in a pretense of unconsciousness, the
small smear of dried blood still on the side of his face.

"Ok guys, time for your fun to start. Hey what's wrong with Terry?"

"He's still out to it, I think he's hurt bad."

Stewart had put as much emotion into his voice as he could in an effort to
make Rod take that one vital step inside. As hoped for, Rod's face became
concerned with the money that might be lost if Fore was truly injured to
badly and took two steps inside the cell.

Neither Stewart nor Rod saw Enrique move, all that either of them knew was
that the shotgun was falling to the floor and Rod was now high off the
floor as he was back slammed with force over Enrique's hip. The contact
with the stone floor had an immediate effect on Rods conscious state. A
grunt and then nothing as he lay comotose on the stone floor.

"That is one serious hurt, Jazz."

Fore was on his feet in a flash and stooped to pick up the shotgun in one
smooth movement.

"Ok guys, let me go first and you follow about three steps behind me, I
don't think any of these guys will want to argue with this peice of
artillery."

Fore hefted the shotgun and checked the double loads then with a last
glance at the unconscious boy slipped out of the cell with the twin barrels
leading the way. They made their way quietly up the stone steps towards the
wooden door at the top and after a short pause, Fore carefully opened the
door to glance down the long passageway.

By the defused light in the passage it was early morning and the rest of
the house was silent apart from some loud groans coming from further
down. Ther noises were obviously someone being well worked over as the
higher pitched voice of Brent urged his father on. The heavier grunts told
of Franks efforts to satiate his young bedboy.

Fore moved with silent steps towards what he hoped was the front door and
their escape from this house of captivity. Stewart and Enrique followed a
little further back as the Fore led them onward. Half way down the passage
Fore paused at a door to listen to cacophany from the rutting males inside
and then with a grin made to turn and move on.

Stewart and Enrique were not prepared for the two large black hands to
appear from behind Fore and were not able to call a warning before one had
easily plucked the gun from Fore's hands and the other had slipped under
his chin in a half choke hold and lifted Fore onto the tips of his toes.

"My, my, is my little ass boy going to leave us?"

Mbodo pulled Fore hard back against his chest as he looked over at the
other two boys and with a cold smile called out.

"FRANK.....FRANK, come see what I have for you."

A high pitched scream told the boys that Brent had just been well nailed as
his Father drove deeply into his small frame and then silence.

Seconds later and Franks door was opening, the naked man stood and looked
at the three boys with serious intentions on his face. Franks large penis
was now slackening and the boys could see why Brent had screamed with the
last thrust of the huge muscle.

"So you want to leave us already, boys?"

Stewart and Enrique took a hesitant step back as Fore continued to try to
get his breath through the grip on his throat.

"Ease off a little Mbodo, you want to fuck him not kill him. Now you two on
the floor face down and put your hands behind your backs. Brent, come out
here now."

As the two boys slid to the floor as they had been told, a feeling of
hopelessness came over them, Brents small frame filled their vision as he
emerged from the bedroom with unsteady steps. A wet trail of man cum
dribbled down his small slim legs as his Fathers juices slipped from the
obviously well ravaged boy.

"Brent, go down to the cell and see where that ass hole is."

Like a naked jaybird, his well used small butt was soon disappearing down
the stone steps and within half a minute he was back to report to his
Father.

"Rods out cold on the floor, he's got some blood coming out of his mouth."

"Damn boy was never any good. leave him, we've got better things to do."

At that moment Lim and Alahbas opened their doors and saw the boys on the
floor.

"They were going to run from us, Frank?"

"Yes, but they decided to stay after Mbodo got them, eh boys?"

"What now Frank?"

"We go ahead as planned, Ben Alahbas, all your money transfers came through
an hour ago so the boys are now yours. I would suggest Ben Alahbas that we
take Stewart down below and get him fixed now. Mr lim you may want to sort
out your boys little problem before we leave here and Mbodo, you now have
free rein with that butt boy of yours. Don't leave to many marks on him
until you have him out of the country. I'll have the sedatives ready for
them when we have fixed Stewart."




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Nate and Milly sat with a look of confusion on their faces as the signals
from the two locators disappeared from their view.  They had followed at a
distance so as not to alert the people that the boys had gone to see but as
they had neared where the last of the signals had shown, the small LED
lights had blinked out on the console.

Nate turned towards the technician.

"What happened?"

"Don't know, they just went out."

"Could the batteries have gone flat?"

"No, the only thing I can think of is that they have gone somewhere that is
blocking the signal."

"Ok we go to the last place we had a signal and then look around."

Milly pulled the van out of the layby and headed in the direction dictated
by the technician.

"How far behind are we Nate?"

"About three miles Milly."

The sparse number of homes in this out of the way district should make it
easier to find the boys but as the neared the last location they saw that
there were four large homes set back from the road and guarded by high
stone fences.

"Damn, Milly, which one do we pick?"

"Looks as though we'll have to check all of them Nate."

Nate turned to the rear of the van and looked at the two boys sitting
there.

"Peter, can you and Ivan check that house over on the left, Milly you do
this one here and I'll go down to the last one on the left. The fourth one
we will do later."

Peter nodded his head and released Ivans hand as he made to open the side
door of the van.

"Come on Ivan, this time our boys get protection."

Ivan followed Peter out of the van and they turned towards the house they
had been allocated to check. Milly eased her large frame from the drivers
door and made for the other house as Nate started his walk to the end of
the street.

An hour later and after Nate had checked the fourth house, the officers
were back at the van to discuss what had happened.

"Well Milly anything?"

"No Nate, the people weren't home and there's no sign of anyone being
inside."

"Peter, what about you and Ivan?"

"Nothing there Nate, the guy that answered the door said he hadn't seen any
boys, or knew of any parties in the area."

"Damn, same here for the other two houses. The boys have to be here
somewhere and we have to find them. Right, lets park the van somewhere out
of sight and settle in, their locators have to come on sometime soon."

The five settled into a comfortable position in the back of the van and
settled down to wait. As the night progressed it was decided that each of
them would take a turn on the console as the others got some sleep in the
confined space. The technician was on the first shift and would awaken Nate
for the next two hour session at 1.00am.

The night dragged on as each person took their turn and just after Peter
took his shift with Ivan beside him, two green LED lights began their
steady blinking, it was 5.30am. Peter turned to Nate, shaking him with an
excited tone in his voice.

"Nate....Nate....we've got them."

The others were instantly alert at the words from Peter.

"Where are they?"

"Looks like they're over near that house Ivan and I checked."

"Did you guys get the name of the man at the house?"

"Uhm....yes....sorry I forgot to mention it."

"It's ok Peter, I understand, our boys are in danger and sometimes things
slip your mind. So what was his name?"

"Ahh....Frank something....wait...ahh yes... Frank Young."

"Hang on a minute...Young....Frank Young....isn't he a teacher at their
school, and that young friend of theirs, the redhead, isn't his name
Young?"

"Shit, I'm sorry Nate, when he told me his name it just didn't click and I
never saw him at school so I didn't recognise him."

"Ok Peter, let it go, we all make a fuck up now and again and I'm sure that
the worry of our boys not being found had a lot to do with it."

"Thanks Nate, we always seem to let those two guys down."

"You havent let them down Peter, you're both here and we've found them, now
lets go get them."

"How do we do it Nate?"

"I think the best way is straight in the front door, any resistance from
anyone then don't take chances, our boys lives may depend on it."

The four officers checked their pistols and with a grim look on their faces
left the van and moved towards the third house.

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Stewart looked up from his prone position on the hard metal table, his legs
were secured into metal stirrups leaving his naked body totally vulnerable
to whatever the two men wanted to do. His knees were pushed back and
spreead wide apart so that Frank could have easy access to his
scrotum. Brent was standing between his spread legs and running his small
finger over and around Stewarts bare hole as he grinned down at him.

Brent looked up at his Father.

"Can I Daddy, can I?"

"Ok baby doll, just once."

With a look of glee on his face Brent thrust strongly with his finger,
burying it deeply into Stewarts hole. The sudden shock of penetration
brought a loud yell from Stewarts lips as the Arab looked on in amusment.

"Well Frank, by the sound of that, he really is a virgin, I'm going to
enjoy him immensely."

"Told you so Ben Alahbas. Ok baby doll, that's enough, I've got to get
those little nuggets off him for Ben Alahbas."

Frank Young looked down at the naked boy strapped to the table and with a
grim smile lifted a syringe so that Stewart could clearly see it.

"Normally I would give you a shot to stop you from feeling it Stewart, but
after all the trouble you and your two friends have caused me, I think you
need to see and feel what is happeneing."

Frank replaced the needle back on the tray beside the table and took up a
strange plier like tool. It had four small pins on the end which had an
orange rubber ring tightly stretched over them.

"Tell me Stewart, have you ever seen pigs or lambs docked?"

Stewarty shook his head, to scared to open his mouth, a tear was falling
down each cheek as he realised this was really going to happen. He was
going to be made a eunuch andf without any pain killers.

"Ok Stewart, well this is called an Elasticator, see when I close the
handles the pins at the end open up and strecth the rubber ring wide enough
to slide it over your little eggs. When I release it there is no way apart
from cutting it, and probably your little eggs, to get it off. Over the
next two weeks or so it slowly cuts off all the blood supply to your eggs
and they just dry up and fall off. Neat clean and very effective, of course
it is a bit painfull as the blood tries to get through but then I'm sure
you will always remeber the day you lost your nuts."

Stewart tried to thrash his head from side to side but the head band held
him tightly to the table.

"I though it over Stewart and I came up with something different instead,
seeing how your loverboy is soon to be well reamed out my Mbodo's horse
cock, I thought you should have something to remember Terry for the rest of
your life, sooo, Im not using the Elasticator, I'm going to just do it the
quick and easy way, with this."

Frank opened his other hand and showed Stewart Fore's Razor.

"This should be sharp enough to make a good clean job for you Stewart,
don't worry the pain will go away after a while, it's only two small nicks
and they are gone forever."

While he had been talking, Frank had been rolling Stewarts balls gently in
his hands and much to Stewarts distaste his shaft had hardened to it's full
length. Frank looked at the engorged member and smiled again.

"Don't worry Stewart, you'll still be able to get hard, you just won't have
anything to let out and thats how Mr Alahbas likes his boys."


**********************************************




At first Enrique had hoped he could somehow overcome the small figure of Mr
Lim but the thumb and forefinger pressing hard into a nerve in his shoulder
gave so much pain it was almost impossible to move.

Enrique was forced to go where Lim wanted him to, which was into his
bedroom where he immediately reached into an overnight bag and took out a
pair of steel handcuffs, which he dexteriously closed over both wrists of
the boy. Once in place Lim clasped the chain in the center and pulled
Enrique to the bed and bent him over the headboard until only his toes were
on the floor and with a length of chain Lim pulled the boys arms tight and
attached the end of the chain to the rail at the end of the bed.

Enrique felt Lim move behind him and without a word being spoken he felt
Lim grasp his shirt by the tail and then tear it off his body. A coldness
like steel was felt at his waist and it was only seconds before his pants
met the same fate. Enriques boxers were physically torn from him and he was
now stretched over the bed rail totally naked with his bare butt high in
the air.

Lim walked around to the end of the bed and looked the helpless boy over
and with a smile of satisfaction lifted a slim bamboo cane from the floor
and flexing his wrist, made the cane whistle through the air in front of
the boys face.

The first searing pain hit every nerve in Enriques butt as the cane came
down for the first time with such force that he was sure he had been cut in
two. Enriques scream echoed through the house as Lim came around to the
front to see the results of his efforts in discipling the western boy. with
a grunt of satisfactioon he returned to where he had been standing and
lifted the cane again.



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Fore found his helplessness totally frustrating as every time he made to
move in the giant grasp of Mbodo, the fingers would tighten under his jaw
and he would be left without breath. The large weapon pushing against his
body was far more than he had ever taken in his life on the streets and he
had almost resigned himself to being badly raped by the large African. The
only consoling thought for Fore was the fact that the big man wanted him
more than once so that while this first time was not going to be very
pretty or easy for him, he at least knew that after time he would
heal. Fores biggest worry was for his beautiful Babes and the fact that the
reinforcements seemd to have left it to late.

Mbodo's deep voice penetrated his thoughts as he was forced to lay face
down on the rumpled bed in Mbodo's room, the massive hand still holding him
around the throat.

"Now sweet boy, you can either strip for me voluntarily or I will just rip
your clothes off, which do you want, either way I'm going to make that
little hole bleed for you."

With resignation, Fore began to slide his hands down to his belt buckle and
at the movement Mbodo eased his grasp a little to let the boy strip for
him, although he made sure to never let the boy go completely.

"Good boy, for being so co-operative I'm going to use a little lube on
you. After your efforts last night I was going to fuck you dry but now you
know your place I'm going to be kind to you. I'm going to loosen my grip on
your neck so you can remove your shirt, don't be stupid or the lube won't
get used, just take off your shirt and lay down on the bed so I can see all
of your sweet body."


The grip eased on Fores neck and, as asked, he slowly took off his shirt
and then lay back down on his back with his legs dangling down over the
edge of the bed. Fore looked down the length of his body to see that Mbodo
had stripped quickly and was now standing over Fore's supine body with a
red blodded lust emitting from every pore of his massive body.

Everything about Mbodo was huge, the large smooth chest and arms pulsated
with power and strength, massive thick thighs and calves looked like tree
trunks, anchoring the big African to the floor. Mbodo's very thick
foreskinned penis was huge and rigid as it dripped its own lubrication in a
long string towards the floor.

One look at the gigantic weapon and Fore knew he was in for some serious
pain as the fourteen inches throbbed in front of him. Fore had never in all
his life imagined that a man could carry such a large piece of meat between
his legs.

"Lift your legs open wide, sweet boy, I want to see my prize."

The look and feel of total hopelessness took over all of Fore's thoughts as
the African began to massage lube in long slow strokes onto his massive
member while surveying the picture of delight before his eyes.

"Don't worry little one, the first thrust will be over in no time and then
we can get down to some real screwing, you don't mind if I just give it all
to you in one push, do you? it's better that way, you'll bleed for a while
but then you'll get to like it after an hour or two."

Fore watched in horror as the huge member before his eyes seemed to grow
bigger and thicker at the constant rubbing up and down of Mbodo's hand. At
last Mbodo squeezed a quantity of lube on his forefinger and with a smile
rested it against Fores now constricted hole.

Fore knew just by the feel of that finger that this was going to hurt like
hell as well, it was even fatter than his Babes fully engorged dick and he
had become so used to Stewarts size over the last months that this thick
finger was going to open him up before he could get used to it.

Fore's eyes flew open and his mouth gaped wide as the scream came rushing
out, his back arched upwards as Mbodo drove the finger in deep and hard
until his knuckles were pushed tight against Fore's hole. The indescribable
pain flooded Fore's mind as Mbodo forcefully pulled his finger out and with
no hesitation drove it deeply into the boy again. Fore felt something give
and the excruciating pain of torn skin filled him with agony as his mouth
opened in one long demand.

"BAAAAAAAAAAABBBBBBBBBBBBBBEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS"







***********************************************************





"Fuck....that's Terry.....go guys, go like hell, take out anyone in the
way."

The front door crumpled under the combined weight of the four officers as,
with guns drawn the rushed into the hallway. The sounds of pain were coming
from further down the long hall and as they rushed forward Nate pointed to
each door for the others to enter. Only Peter and Ivan were sent towards
the door at the end of the passage as there was a glimmer of light from
underneath to indicate that it was in use.

"No holds barred boys, do whatever you have to and do it quick."

*********************************************************




As Lim was bringing down the cane for the third time, the door behind him
crashed open to revel a huge woman with a face like thunder striding
towards him and before he could move something large and hard hit him
between the eyes, bringing instant blackness.

"Hope that bastard wakes up with a good headache."

Milly went into mother mode as she searched for the keys to the handcuffs
and after releasing Enrique's hands took him in a large hug and began to
stroke his back, making sure not to touch the two bright red welts on his
bare butt cheeks.

"It's ok little man, Millies here now, you're safe now."

The tension in the air fo the room was to much for Enrique and the tears
began to roll unhindered from his eyes as this strange mountain of a woman
gently rubbed his back


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Mbodo heard nothing and saw nothing, but the feel of something cold and
hard against the base of his scull told him he was not alone anymore. A
cold hard voice came to his ears as he tried to withdraw his finger from
the boys ass.

"One move and I pull the trigger, you bastard."

The thick hard finger stopped dead, half in and half out of the tight hole
of the boy below him.

"Now fucker, ease that stinking finger out real slow, if my boy even grunts
you're dead meat."

Mbodo knew that this was not time to be hasty so with very slow movements
eased his finger from Fores hole and at the first sight of the blood on the
finger Nate could hold him self back no longer. Lifting his gun hand, Nate
drove it down with all his strength onto the bare scull in front of
him. Once more Nate dropped the butt of the gun onto the head to make sure
the huge African would not retaliate. The grunt and heavy sigh as the man
sank to the floor told Nate it was enough.

"Shit Fore, you always find a way to do things to yourself. are you ok to
move, you're bleeding but can you hold on till the others are here?"

"Yes Nate, but my Babes, I need to find my Babes."

"Shhh, settle down Fore, Peter and Ivan should have him by now, you just
lay back and while I take a look to see if I can stop the bleeding."

Fore collasped back onto the bed, more from shock than wanting to follow
Nates orders.

"It's ok Fore, you'll all be safe now."

The tears in Fores eyes were mistaken by Nate as shock but they were for
Fore's special Babes and the hope that Frank had not had time to carry out
his plans for Stewart.



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Frank was standing between the wide spread legs of Stewart, the razor in
his right hand as the forefinger and thumb of his left encompassed the
smooth skin of Stewarts ball sac, forcing the two eggs close to the surface
where they showed tight and hard. Even with the pressure on his ball sac
Stewarts rigid penis did not deflate but he knew it wouldn't be long before
he was no longer a boy.

Frank turned to the drooling Brent as he stood beside the table watching.

"Go put some clothes on Baby Doll, soon as I get these eggs out we have to
move out of this house and out of this country. Rod can stay down in the
cell and take the rap for us."

With a look of disappointment, Brent turned towards the door and made his
way outside. As he cleared the doorway a hand came from nowhere and clasped
tightly over his mouth, preventing him from makiing any sound, a voice
whispered in his ear.

"Fucking little scum bag, you make one sound or try to run and I'll put you
in hospital for the rest of your fucking life."

A tight muscled forearm appeared in front of his eyes and then a
handkerchief was thrust deep into his mouth as a set of handcuffs secured
his arms behind his back. The voice came again.

"Lay on the floor and don't move, you little fucker."

Brent did as he was told and was soon face down on the cold stone floor as
the two sets of legs went into the room where his Father was standing over
the boy on the table.

Both Frank and Ben Alahbas had their backs to the door and as they weren't
expecting anything they both jumped with a start as the barrel of a pistol
touched them both just behind the ear and a voice filled with anger and
revenge spoke to them.

"Drop the razor and kneel on the floor, any other move and that little boy
out there becomes an orphan. DO IT NOW."

As if the voice could read minds the voice came again as Frank contemplated
his chances of whirling around and using the razor on the surprise
invaders.

"DON'T."

Frank knew he had no chance and let the razor drop to the floor to be
followed quickly by the two men. As the disembodied voice continued Frank
looked up at the men that had stopped him from making the boy on the table
a eunuch. Franks first surprise was that the voice belonged to what seemed
no more than a teenage boy but the gun in his hand spoke it's own story.


"Ivan get Stewart off that table and into some clothes, then help me cuff
these two ass holes."

Ivan did as he was asked and Stewart was soon standing in a pair of jeans
that had been thrown in the corner of the room. Ivan moved behind the two
captives and without any compassion snapped on handcuffs so tightly that
the men winced as they were tightened more than needed to restrain
them. Ivans voice settled any feelings they may have hoped the silent one
of the two might have.

"Please try to escape."

The look on the face of the boy cop told the two men not to even think of
escaping.


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Within half an hour all the men had been taken into the main lounge where
the local police were gathering to make the formal arrests. Fore, Stewart
and Enrique were surrounded by the large arms of Milly as she fussed over
Fore's injury and tried to make up for not being there until almost to
late. Nate and the two boys were explaining everything to the local police
and it was not long before they were allowed to make their way to the van
and return to the small house in the subdivisiono near the school.

Fore had insisted that he not be taken to hospital as all he said he needed
was his Babes beside him and he would heal quicker. Much against Milly's
wishes Fore as ususal got his own way and as he lay down on the bed with
Stewart holding him tightly they let the fear and shock of the last day and
night be released in a torrent of tears mixed with soft touches and quietly
spoken endearments.

"Hey Babes?"

"Yes Goldy?"

"You think Pop's is going to be upset about how close this one was?"

"Well Goldy, you know what Pop's thinks about us but then he knows we were
doing it for others so maybe he won't be to hard on Nate for being late."

"Yeah, I suppose you're right. Babes, I need you inside me so much."

"I know Goldy, but we have to wait until you heal properly."

"I know Babes but there's something I can do to feel you."

A shuffle of the body beside Stewart and the hot moistness surrounding his
rigidity told him what Fore had in mind for both of them. The excitment and
danger of the last twenty four hours flew out of Stewarts mind as the hot
lips began there task of cementing their love for each other.


P.S.  Well two close calls could be to much for our heroes, maybe they
should retire while they are ahead, but then again when have teenagers ever
thought past a warm bed and the next meal.


END.