Date: Mon, 4 Oct 2004 13:55:07 +1300
From: Arthur <artcart44@ihug.co.nz>
Subject: THIN ICE PART 2

				THIN ICE

				Part Two

				By Arthur


Night or day, it didn't seem to matter when the two boys were together, the
feelings that Stewart felt as he awoke from a light slumber after the
exuberance of youthful sex with his golden boy never ceased to amaze or
deepen his love for Fore.

As it had always been, Stewart was still deeply imbedded in the warmth of
Fore's smooth skinned receptacle. The silken skin of Fore's butt cheeks
against Stewarts groin, only heightened the act of waking up after a
sensual and loving matinee session.

It was only a matter of days until Stewarts 15th birthday and even after
the number of subtle hints he had dropped, Stewart could get nothing but
evasive answers from his lover. Stewarts instincts told him something was
going on but the lack of feed back from both Fore and his new Dad, began to
cast doubts in his mind.

Stewart was startled from his personal reveries by the ringing of the
reception desk bell; the buzzing seemed urgent as he gently pushed his
groin closer to the warm cheeks nestled against him. Fore mumbled in his
post orgasmic haze as he felt the movement deep inside him.

"Already, Babes?"

"No, lover, someone's wanting us down stairs."

"Oh damn, just when I got you where I want you, ok Babes, don't go away,
I'll be right back."

"Mmm, ok, but if you take too long then I'm finding someone else to keep me
warm."

"Yeah, like who, your other hand?"

Stewart giggled as Fore turned his head to kiss him on the lips while
slowly drawing his butt away until, with a soft pop, Stewarts renewed
erection freed itself from the encompassing warmth.

A flash of fire showed in Fore's eyes as he stretched his slender body, the
buzzing had not let up and was beginning to annoy him but, with a
philosophical shrug of his young shoulders, he drew on a pair of faded blue
jeans and a body hugging tee shirt, with a final smile at his still naked
lover, turned and left to attend to the interruption.

The figure standing by the desk showed a set of familiar broad shoulders as
it leant urgently on the button of the buzzer.

"Hi Nate, what's the hurry?"

Nate turned to face the voice as he lifted his thumb from the button.

"Hi, Fore, sorry, Terry, well I can see by your face that I interrupted
something."

Nate's smile broadened as Fore blushed and momentarily dropped his eyes
from the policeman's gaze.

"Ah, er, uhm, what brings you around in such a hurry Nate?"

"Need to see your dad, is he back yet?"

"No not yet, he's coming back on Friday night, but hey, don't say anything
in front of Stewart about it, it's a secret for his birthday."

"No problems Fore, damn, I mean Terry, I'll never get used to the name
change."

"Well I'm in charge while he's a way Nate, can I do anything?"

"I'm sorry Fore, but it's business, I think I should talk to your Dad about
it first."

"Nate, after what we've all been through together I think you could trust
us by now."

"It's not a matter of trust Fore, it's a matter of how your Dad would feel
about asking you two to go out again as decoys for another bust."

"How bad is it Nate, I mean Stewart and I have been through enough together
to be able to make some decisions on our own?"

"Not this time Fore, the work you two did on the Tigerman case could end up
being a romp in the park compared to this one."

"So tell me and let us decide, jeez Nate, I'm 16 years old and running a
hotel, I think I can make some decisions about our future."

"Ok, look can we go sit down somewhere and I'll tell you what we have so
far, besides, I'd kill my mother for a good fresh coffee just now."

"Ok, come on, we can use the cafe, it's empty just now so we shouldn't be
interrupted."

"What about Stewart, you want to call him down?"

"Yeah, just a minute, I'll let him know."

Fore reached over and pressed the intercom button to the flat.

"Hi Babes, Nate's here and wants to talk to us, want to come down to the
cafe and join us?"

"Ok Goldy; won't be long."

Fore turned to Nate and with a nod of his beautiful head, indicated that
they should adjourn to the cafe to wait for Stewart. The anomaly of the two
figures as they walked into the cafe was immediately noticeable, one was
tall and very thick set with a jaunty swagger of self-confidence in has
position and strength. The other was slender but with a wiriness of youth
and carried himself with a slight swagger and rhythm of sexuality that
turned many a head as he walked past them.

The two friends sat at a table in comparative silence as they waited for
Stewart to join them. Nate hummed quietly under his breath as he waited for
the trio to be complete, his right hand stirring his coffee in an absent
minded action, the soft tinkling of the spoon seemed loud in the empty
cafe.

The small draft of air as the cafe door swung open, alerted the two at the
table to Stewarts presence, Fore looked up at his lover with his soft doe
like eyes, the deepness of his love clearly apparent in them.

"Hi babes, want a coffee?"

"No thanks Love, so what's going on, oh sorry, Hi Nate."

"Hi yourself, well Stewart, long story short, ok?"

"Yep, ok."

"First, I want your promise, both of you, that you won't do anything or
make any decision without talking to your dad first, ok?"

"Sure Nate, you know Stewart and I wouldn't do anything without Dad knowing
about it."

"Good, ok then, here's what we've got so far. About a week ago, the
Commander gave me a file to look over, I guess he thought it was my
specialty, or, he thought I might be able to talk you two guys into helping
us again, don't know which, anyhow he said that this time the sky is the
limit for any resources we might need."

"Ok Nate, so what's it all about?"

"Easy, Fore, give me time to get it sorted in my head first. Right, there's
been seven disappearances of boys down south in Bradistock, what makes it
unusual is that all of them were sets of twins, all between the ages of 12
and 14 years old."

Fore's eyebrows knitted together in thought as he watched Nate's face.

"Bradistock, that's the town with about three junior high schools, the
whole place is like one big school town?"

"Yes, that's the one Fore, the town sort of grew up around the schools. Now
the boys came from all three of the schools and, apart from them being sets
of twins, there just doesn't seem to be any other connection, well not
until one pair of them showed up on a porn site on the internet. Our guys
in the Boffin Room."

"Boffin Room?"

"Sorry Stewart, Boffin is an old fashioned name they gave scientist during
the second world war, we call the net watch guys, Boffins just for the hell
of it, gives them pain. Right, the video showed the twins on a couch doing
you know what too each other, when the Boffins got some of the frames
isolated, they blew them up enough to make out the boys faces and by the
look of things they were drugged up to the eye balls. >From some of the
shadows showing in the room we think there were about four other guys in
there filming them."

"So why do you need us Nate, you only have to look up the ISP and you got
them."

"We tried that Fore, the ISP is somewhere in Europe, we think they're
linking it through somehow to another group for distribution on the net but
the room and it's fittings show that they were filmed here at home. Those
boys are still in this country but where we have no idea."

"So how do we come into it Nate, we're not twins and by the sound of it,
are a little past the age group they're targeting."

"That's right Stewart, but we have a set of twins that will be the decoys,
their parents have agreed to them helping us but only if the boys are
protected night and day and that's where you two would come in."

"Come on Nate, what type of parents would put their kids at risk like
this?"

"Simple Fore, ones that have already lost a daughter to the streets because
of drugs and prostitution and a dirty old bastard that conned her into it,
they want their boys to have a chance to stay out of that sort of mess and
as the boys were due to be sent down to Bradistock next week for schooling,
they didn't want them lost like their daughter was."

"They must be pretty up tight about all this Nate, that or damn brave."

"They are Fore, both of those."

"So when do we get too meet them and where?"

"You probably already have met them Fore."

"What? What do you... you mean?... Not the Carstairs?"

"Yes Fore, that's the family, we told them too book in here so you could
meet the boys informally and see how you got on together."

Stewart sat up and looked at the other two with an inquiring set to his
face.

"Who are these people, Goldie?"

"They're the ones I booked in this morning just before you got home, the
twins are really cute but a bit younger than the ones that've been
snatched, they're like two bundles of rocket fuel with a lighted match in
each hand."

"Oh, ok, so when do I get too see them?"

"Soon Babes, you'll love them, I can see now why their parents were so up
tight when they got here, they never said anything about all this stuff
Nate."

"It's not the sort of thing you advertise about Fore. So what do you two
think? Will your old man let you into this, or should I say, will you two
take it on?"

Fore looked at Stewart and then back at Nate and with a solemn nod of his
head, gave their answer.

"We're in Nate, there's no way we're letting those boys go into this
without us right beside them."

"What about Terry Senior?"

"I'll ring Dad in a couple of minutes and ask him to come back today, he'll
understand why we have to do this."

"Ok Fore, well I'm going down to the Carstairs room to talk with them if
you'd give me their room number while you get hold of Terry."

Nate stood up as the two boys sat looking at each other with a determined
look on both their faces.

"It's the last two rooms on the left Nate."

"Two rooms?"

"I gave the boys their own room, seemed a good idea at the time."

"That's good Fore, it just may be the right thing this time, gives me a
chance to chat with their parents without interruption. Well I'm off, you
talk to your Dad and then we can get down to the nuts and bolts of this
damn thing."

"Ok Nate, see you later, come on Babes, lets go upstairs and talk this
over."

Stewart and Fore got to their feet as Nate left the cafe for the Carstairs
room, arm in arm the two lovers also left and made their way up to their
private rooms, both had a deep thoughtful look on their young faces as the
trod lightly up the stairway.


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