Date: Sat, 20 Sep 2003 22:09:41 +1200
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: tigerman part 5

					THE TIGERMAN

					Part Five

					By Arthur


Nate had made sure that the normal state of security for the two boys was
of the same standard as for a high ranking diplomat.  To his way of
thinking the boys were just as, if not more so, important as any diplomat
could be. The venture they were about to start out on was not going to be
easy and they both deserved the best chance to survive it if he had
anything to do with it.

Once Fore and Stewart were safely in the car surrounded by the the burly
frames of two detectives, Nate began the drive to the temporary offices set
up in an old warehouse near the center of the city but far enough away from
where Fore usually plied his trade.

Fore felt Stewarts small fingers trying to clasp his own and loosened his
hand for his lover to take a hold and then squeezed then with
reassurance. Fore noticed the driver for the first time and saw the longer
dark hair of a woman and that was where the resemblance to the female
species ended.

The neck was a bit thicker than would be normal on a woman and the
shoulders should have been on a football player, and from what he could see
of the arms, they also were solid and the wrists flexed as they turned the
steering wheel and changed gears.  Fore felt that whomever this woman was
she was definately not to be messed with, it gave him a comforting feeling
to know she was on their side.

Nate must have seen the look on Fore's face as he turned to the two boys.

"This is Millicent but you guys better call her Milly or she'll tear your
heads off."

The glint in Nates eyes belied the facts as both boys heard a very soft
voice come from the mountainous driver.

"Hi guys, anyone messes with you just call, ok?"

As per usual Fore answered for both of them.

"Thank you maam, we will."

"Better not use that sort of language again young man, I'm Milly, you use
that other word again and I'll rattle your cage something terrible."

The hint of laughter in her voice told the boys that this was a very
special woman. Fore squeezed Stewarts hand again as the deep chuckle from
Nate told its own story.

The car turned into a dead end alley and as they drove toward the far end a
roller door began to lift and Milly drove straight inside without slowing
down until they were well within the confines of the old building. A small
group of young men were standing around a long tresle table that had a
number of folding chairs placed haphazardly around it.

With the rattling sound of the door being lowered the group left the
confines of the car and made their way toward the group standing around
waiting for them. Most of them looked like young late teens and were
dressed as thought they were having a bad hair day, except for one older
man who was dressed very neatly in a suit, white shirt and tie.

The boys became aware of the vast bulk of Milly hovering around them like a
protector as they moved to the table but the softness of her large hands on
their shoulders felt motherly and comfortable to them both. Nate stopped
before the group waiting for them and looked over the younger guys first.

"So what do you think Fore, any of these guys good enough to make the
grade?"

Fore let go of Stewarts hand and stepped forward to where the ten young
guys were standing around the table and began to look them over with a very
practiced eye. Some of them looked as though they were still in highschool
but the fact that they were police officers told of their older age.

"How many will we need Nate?"

"That's up to you Fore, how many you think?"

"Uhm....well I think it should only be one or two. If to many new guys
appear on the street it'll look to much like a set up."

"It's up to you Fore, you know more about the streets than any of us in
that area."

"Then two will do Nate."

Fore looked the guys over carefully and at last had selected five of
them. All that remained now was to pick out two of them for the
operation. Fore went over to Stewart and whispered in his ear and as
Stewart gasped and spluttered out a comment Fore moved back to the five
that were still standing by the table. The others had taken seats and were
watching the selection process.

All the last five were about 5'8" to 5'10" and looked a lot younger than
their 21 or 22 years. Fore walked around behind then one at a time looking
them over like a side of prime beef. When he was back facing them he walked
up to the first of them and reached up with his hands to caress the side of
his face, then reaching up kissed him on the mouth.

There was instant uproaor as the officer tried to throw a punch at Fore but
he was to quick on his feet and the officer stumbled a little as he tried
to regain his composure. Fore lifted an eyebrow to Nate and said.

"Not this one Nate, he's to touchy."

The smile on Nates face said it all as he admired the tactics used by the
street boy. Fore moved in front of the next one and stood for a while
looking deeply into the officers face and then with a movement that caught
everyone by surprise stretched out his hand and grasped the office by the
crotch. The officer stood rigid, whether from fear or delight no one could
tell.

"This one is perfect Nate, he's got good control and he has the looks and
body for it."

"Ok Fore, Bennet you're in."

Officer Bennet blushed and went to stand beside Nate, Milly and Stewart as
Fore continued to look over the other three. The nervous tension in the
bodies of the three was quite in evidence as Fore stood and looked them
over, then without any further ado he pointed to a very young looking
officer with blonde hair and nodded to Nate.

"You're the other one Simkins."

Fore turned and went back to stand behind Stewart, wrapping his arms around
him he whispered in his ear again and Milly noticed the blush forming on
Stewarts cheeks. Nate began to talk to the other unsuccessful officers.

"Ok men thanks for your time, I know this was a bit unorthodox but we have
to be sure about this, there are peoples lives at stake here so no one
talks outside this room ok?"

A chorus of 'Yes Sir's' came from the remaining men and then they filed out
of the area and left through a side door to return to the training
barracks.

Nate looked over at Milly and with a smile nodded his head. Milly had a
grin on her face as wide as a freeway then with an answering nod walked
towards a closed door in the corner. She had only been gone a few minutes
while silence held over the small gathering then came back wheeling a
trolly with food and drinks loaded on it.

While she was gone Stewart looked over the two officers Fore had
selected. Bennet was about 5'8" slim and with a very pretty boy look about
him, had Stewart not known his approximate age he would have taken him for
no more than 17. His eyes were a startling blue/grey and his skin was
almost on the alabaster side.

Even with his limited experience Stewart could see why Fore had decided on
him, this guy was one real tight looking spunk.  Simkins was almost the
same height but had a bit more of a solid build, his blonde hair was a
touch longer than was normally allowed on the force but it gave him a fresh
cute look and the bright shining blue eyes seemed to promise so much
without telling anything about the person.

Simkins was one of those guys that could be anywhere from 15 to 20
depending on the attitude he had at the time, there was an underlying
playfulness about him. Bennet had that studious look about him but it was
tempered with a glint in his eye that had you wondering when he was going
to break out into laughter.

As they all sat around the table eating and drinking Nate began to outline
the plans for the new guys.

"Ok you two this is what we have in mind, if you're not happy with it then
you can return to Barracks and nothing more will be said. You're not under
orders here yet and the final decision is yours. If you're happy to do it
then fine, if not then we'll ask that you speak to no one about what we're
doing, ever, understand?"

"Yes Sarge."

"As you can see both these boys are gay, Fore has been living on the
streets as a Pro for about two years, he will be your instructor if you
decide to go on with this. Stewart is the only boy we know of that has been
attacked by what we thought was the only Tigerman. I'm sure you're both
familiar with the case on that score?"

Bennet was the first to answer.

"Yes Sarge, we've been studying that case at school."

"Good, these two boys want the rest of them, we don't know how many there
are just that there's more than one. We selected you two to go on the
streets and act as Male prostitutes so that you can be close to these two
and protect them when they need it. Ok so far?"

Again Bennet took the lead but this time there was a quick glance at
Simkins first.

"Yes Sarge we got that so far. Ahm...do we have to....like do stuff with
men?"

"Not if you can avoid it Bennet, we don't want to turn you into hookers, we
just want you to be around to help the boys if they need it, how you handle
it out there is up to both of you."

"Ok Sarge."

"Well that's the rough outline, you in or out?"

Again the quick glance at Simkins and after a slight movement of his head
Bennet looked back at Nate.

"We're in Sarge."

"Good thanks guys, this means a lot and I know that the time away from the
school is going to make it hard on your final exams but this will go on
your record and hopefully make up for it. Now Fore is going to take you
both shopping for the clothes you'll need while Stewart stays here for the
Doc to do a little work on him. Milly will be in the car not far away from
you just in case they see Fore and try something."

Fore looked at the two trainee officers and smiled at them as he gave
Stewart a hug and then without thinking placed a quick kiss on the back of
his neck and released him to lead the way to the side door with the two
cadets following behind. Milly walked over to the car and as she started
the motor the doors began to rise to let her out.

As the group left and the door began to roll downwards Nate turned to
Stewart who sat there with a bewildered look on his face at the sudden exit
of everyone. The man in the suit came over to him and smiling offered his
hand to Stewart.

"I'm Doctor Garret, I'll be putting the locator in for you."

"Where does it go?"

"Anywhere you want it Stewart, see look, it's only small and I'll only need
to make a very small nick in your skin to put it in, don't worry you wont
feel anything apart from the prick of the needle at the begining. It'll
only take half an hour and you will be back to normal."

Stewart looked down at the small stainless steel cylinder in the Doctors
hand. It was only about an inch long and perhaps a quarter inch in
diameter. It looked quite harmless and Stewart wondered if it was as good
as they said it was.

"Is that really a locator?"

"Modern technology Stewart, we can track you from up to three miles away so
don't worry, we don't plan to have you get that far away from us."

Nate reached over and ruffled Stewarts hair as he gave him a confident
smile.

"It'll be ok Stewart, the Doc knows what he's doing. Now this ragged
looking guy here is Timmins, he invented the thing you're going to wear,
he's a bloody hopeless cop but he's damn good at this new technology stuff,
he'll be keeping an eye on you and Fore from inside the van over there."

Stewart glanced at the dark green Van in the corner, its windows were
tinted and apart from the wider tyres it looked like any other transit van.

"Now you already know Brian, he's going to be as close to you both as he
can be without causing any problems, I can't be seen, I'm to well known but
Brian is from another district so he should be able to blend in ok."

Brian looked again at the cute boy sitting at the table and couldn't resist
a smile as he said.

"Hey cute stuff, how's your boyfriend today?"

Stewart blushed and smiled at Brian.

"He's fine, thanks Brian."

"Right you two let the Doc do his carving thing and get Stewart fixed up
before the others get back."

Stewart felt a small shiver go through his body at the sound or the word
'Carve' but followed the Doctor into the small back room where a table had
been set up with a tray covered in a green cloth sat beside it on a small
stand.

"Ok Stewart where do you want this placed?"

"Uhm.....I'm not sure, where do you think is a good place?"

"I think just under the arm near your armpit is the best place. No one will
see the scar and it's the last place anyone would think to look. What do
you think?"

"Ahm..ok....its not going to hurt to much is it?"

"No Stewart, I'll give you a local and all you will feel is a bit of a
scrape, it might sting a little bit later when the local wears off but I'm
sure you can handle that."

"Well...ok."

"Right then hop up on the table and we'll have it all done in a jiff for
you."

Stewart levered himself onto the table and lay back as the Doctor took up a
small syringe with a clear liquid in it then gently pushed it into the
tender flesh of his armpit. Stewart gave a small jump at the first prick of
the neddle but then it was over and he could feel a sort of numbness coming
over his upper arm and side.

"Right Stewart if you don't want to watch just turn your head over to the
side and I'll have this done in no time."

Reguardless of his fear of pain Stewart could not take his eyes off the
bright glint of the small scalple as the Doctor lifted his arm and lowered
the sharp blade toward his armpit. Within seconds Stewart felt a funny
scraping feeling in his armpit and then the Doctor reached over and lay
down the small knife and took up the little cylinder and returned to
Stewarts side and with a deft movement of his fingers stood back up and
smiled at the boy.

"Ok all done, I'll just put a couple of small stiches in the cut to help it
heal quicker and you're all done."

Stewart couldn't believe it was over so quick as he watched the Doctor
handle a small needle with an expertise brought about from many years of
pratice.

"Right my boy that's it, you can get up now but do it slowly and try not to
move your arm around to much till the cut has healed a bit more. It'll only
take a couple of days and I can come and take out those couple of stitches
for you."

Stewart rose from the table and noticed his arm dropped to his side with no
effort on his part as the anasthetic left his arm still numb to any
feeling.

When they returned to the main room they saw that the three others had
returned and Fore along with the two new recruits were standing at the
table looking over a large stack of parcels. Nate looked at the of goods
and goods and went white.

"Jeez guys we don't have an unlimited budget you know."

"Didn't cost much Nate, we got most of it from the Sallies store, street
kids don't have much money to throw around on name brand stuff."

"Oh ok, so how much did you spend?"

"Just under $200.00, hopes that not to much?"

Fore seemed a little unsure of himself for the first time.

"Oh christ is that all, fuck I thought you had spent a thousand or more,
how did you do it?"

"As I said Nate, the boys don't very often have enough money to spare but
they still have to look good, so most of us go to the Sallies goodwill shop
for our clothes. Lot of good stuff there, all second hand but a lot of it
is like new stuff.  Wealthy people don't seem to want to wear anything
twice so they give it to the Sallies. Makes them feel good about giving out
charity I guess."

"Good ok Fore, so what do you two think about it?"

Nate had turned to the two cadets.

Bennet spoke for the two of them again.

"Well I don't think I would ask him to pick out a suit for me but he seems
to know what the street kids wear alright."

"You two happy with wearing what he got?"

Both the cadets gave a small chuckle but with a quick glance at Simkins
Bennet continued.

"I think we're going to be showning a few bits that haven't been seen
before, but it's ok, Fore knows what's best for this job and we go along
with him on this."

"Hmmm.....sounds interesting, can't wait to see you all dolled up."

Nate chuckled along with the two others and as he was about to speak again
he heard the door open and watched as Stewart and the Doctor walked into
the room.

"How you feel Stewart?"

"I'm ok thanks Nate, bit tender under my arm but the Doctor said it'll be
ok by tomorrow."

Stewart looked over at Fore and noticed a fleeting look of concern on his
face.

"It's ok Fore, besides it's your turn now and the Doctor is quite good with
the carving knife he uses, but that needle is humungous and you can feel it
go all the way inside you."

As the look of fear grew on Fore's face Stewart relented and with a huge
smile wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and kissed him on the lips, and
then he remembered the others in the room and with a blushing look stepped
back a pace.

"It's ok Fore, I'm sorry, I was just funning with you."

Stewart was glad to see the fear on Fores face be replaced with a loving
look and then with a grin Fore said.

"You are soooooo going to pay for that Babes."

Nate interupted the little scene going on between the two boys.

"Ok Fore go and get carved up and then we can all sit down and start to
work things out."

Fore left the others at the table as the roller door began to rise and
Milly drove the car inside. He went with the Doctor for his Locator to be
inserted before the car had come to a halt in front of the others.

Twenty minutes later they were all seated at the table eating the chinese
takeaways that Milly had thoughtfully picked up for them and as Fore sat
with his arm around Stewart the others looked at the two boys and in their
own way acknowledged that the two of them did sort of look cute together.

Once the lunch had been finished Nate turned to Fore again as he had become
the unofficial leader, although he always deferred to Stewart on some of
the more detailed points.

"So how long do you think it will take to get these two here ready for the
street Fore?"

"Depends on how much time we have Nate?"

"Much as you need Fore but a maximum of three months for the whole
operation."

"Oh I'll only need one or two weeks if they can pick it up quick enough."

Nate looked at the two cadets.

"Well?"

"No problems Sarge, we'll be ready."

"Good, I've rung Terry and he's going to put you two up as well so you can
be close to the others, that way you can practice as much as you need
without having to travel around all the time."

"Ahh,ok....uhm Sarge?"

Yes Bennet?"

"Will we both be in the same room?"

"You and Simkins?"

"Ahm..yes?"

"Course you will, think the force can lay out for seperate rooms, get used
to it, you're both going to have to live in each others shadow as well as
look out for our two boys. Why you got a problem with it?"

"No Sarge, it's just.....uhm...we'd feel better if we were in the same room
is all."

Nates senses gave a twitch, there was more here than met the eye he
felt. Still didn't matter, the now more liberal attitudes starting to
pervade the force and the rules on discimination made anything possible now
days.

"Good ok, now Milly you happy with the set up so far?"

"Yep Nate, I got no problems, just what about the hours, are there going to
be any reliefs for us?"

"Sorry Milly, we're it for the duration, at the moment until the boys are
ready for the street there won't be much to do but after they're out there
it's going to be every day and every hour they are on the street. When they
go back to the motel we can take a break."

"Won't work Nate."

"What you mean Fore?"

"We can't be seen going into a place like Terry's when we're on the street,
it would be a dead give away."

"So what do you suggest?"

"I think we should get a small flat in the city and all of us stay
there. If anyone see's the four of us in the same place it will look
better, they'll think we're sharing the rent so they won't look any
further."

"Damn never thought of that, ok Fore We'll start looking for a place for
you. What sort of place do you think is best?"

"It's got to be cheap and a bit grotty, we're only kids and can't afford
flash places. Might pay for someone to look down Sinnet lane, there's
usually something going down that way and it's close to where I work and
there's that old factory near there you could use for a headquarters but
you'd have to be carefull about moving around during the day."

"Sinnet Lane! jeez Fore thats dope and drunk territory."

"That's right, just the sort of place a group of boy whores would rent,
cheap and nasty with no questions asked."

"Ok,ok, I get your point. I'll get someone onto it tomorrow, now anything
else that you need for now that can't wait?"

"No that's all I think, Babes, anything you can think of?"

Stewart shook his head as it rested on Fore's chest.

"Ok then you four get going to Terry's and we'll start the official
stuff. Want to drive them to their new home Milly, I've got to go ask the
Commander for the ok on the flat."

"Fine with me Nate, come on you four hunks of manhood, let Milly take your
butts outta here."

Within minutes they were driving toward the motel again as Milly hummed
something about "boys in blue, oh what should you do" as she handled the
car through the building afternoon traffic.

Once at the Motel Terry took one look at the two cadets and with a
supressed smile mumbled.

"Hiring bloody school boys now, what the fuck has the force come too."

Both Cadets blushed at the remark but the smile on Terry's face told them
he was just having his afternoon fun at their expense.

"Hope you two new 'Boys' will keep my sheets clean."

Both jaws dropped at this remark and they looked down at their feet as
though searching the concrette for a place to hide.  Terry gave a low
chuckle at their embarrassment and tossed a key to them.

"You'll be next door to the two good looking ones, make sure to watch out
for them or you'll have to deal with me."

This time all four youngsters shuffled their feet as Terry turned back to
the office with a smile on his face and the thought in his head.

'Well it was going to happen in the force one day I suppose'

As soon as they were inside their room Fore grabbed Stewart by the arm and
spun him around to face him. Stewarts stunned look was soon lost in a
feeling of bliss as a pair of warm moist lips covered his own and a wet hot
tongue asked for entrance into his mouth.

Stewart relaxed into the hot passionate kiss as Fore ran his hands up and
down his sides, titilating his senses with the soft caresses of his
fingertips. Time stood still as Stewart let the sensation wash over him,
then just as quickly as it had happened Fore pulled back from him and gazed
lovingly into his eyes.

"Payback time Babes."

"Wha..."

"Carve me up would you?"

Before Stewart could move Fore was on his knees in front of him and his
zipper was being pulled downward as his shaft moved upward, then as his
throbbing head felt the first draft of the outside air a hot moistness
surrounded it to the hilt.

"FORE!!!!!!!"

"Mphggle."

"Oh...gooooood...."

"Mphggle"

"Ooh sheeet.."

"Mphggle"

The hot wetness and never ending suction had an effect on Stewarts libido
far sooner than he thought was possible as only minutes later he was laying
on the floor panting as Fore stood over him with very satisfied look on his
face.

"Now that Babes, is a job well done."

Stewart smiled at his lover through a haze of afterglow as the familiar
laughter issued from Fore. Fore reached down to help his boyfriend to stand
and then wrapped him in his arms to hold him close as he ran his lips over
the perfect eyes and cheeks before him. As the two stood still a small
sound came from the adjoining room through the walls. Fore leaned back and
with a puzzled look on his face shook his head as though in disbelief.

"What is it Fore?"

"I got to be mistaken, I didn't hear that did I?"

"Hear what? that thumping from next door?"

As Stewart looked into Fore's eyes he noticed the boy had a somewhat
quizzicle look on his face.

"What Fore, what is it?"

"Sorry Babes, I must be mistaken."

"Mistaken about what?"

"Well those two are cops Babes."

Stewart let exaspiration come into his voice as he waited for his lover to
tell him what was going on.

"FORE, what's going on?"

"Babes, if I'm not mistaken, I think those to cadets are having it off with
each other."

"Fore, that's gross, they're cops, cops don't do that, they're all...well
you know....into girls."

"How do you know Babes, remember Brett?"

"Oh shit that's right, but I mean would those two....really."

"Why do you think I picked them Babes, I had a feeling when I first saw
them, that's why I picked them over the others."

"But how did you know?"

"We call it Gaydar honey, it's like an instinctual sort of thing."

"Do you think it will make our job harder if they are ....well doing IT?"

"No sweets, it'll make the job a lot easier, we can't let them know that we
suspect anything, if they trust us then they will tell us but until then we
stay mum about it, ok Sweets?"

"Anything you say Fore, you know best I'm not much help with this sort of
thing."

"Hey Babes, if it wasn't for you none of this would be happening, without
your strength I wouldn't be able to keep going.  I love you Stewart and if
this is what you want to do then I'll always be beside you."

Just as they were going to go up to change their clothes a sharp rap came
on the door, it wasn't the code so Fore grabbed Stewart by the arm and
hurried him up to the bedroom and pushed him down behind the bed as he
reached for the revolver sitting in the small of his back.

As Fore turned to go to the door he caught the movement of Sterwarts hand
coming up from his ankle and the glint of the small Barretta showed in his
hand.

"Stay here Babes, if anything happens just keep pulling the trigger, I'm
going to check it out."

"Fore be careful, I love you and I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Thanks Babes, now stay down and be ready just in case."

Fore lightly sprang down the stairs and to the door as he held tightly to
the small gun. Once at the door he looked closely through the spyhole and
then called out, although he could see who it was.

"Who is it?"

A muffled reply came back through the door.

"It's us, Bennet and Simkins."

Before reaching for the door latch Fore called out again.

"You alone?"

"Yes Fore, it's just the two of us."

"Wait a minute."

Fore turned and signalled for Stewart to come down stairs but take a
position behind the sofa as he unlatched the door and with a quick glance
around he opened it wider to admit the two cadets. Bennet was, as usual,
the first to speak.

"What was that all about Fore?"

"Just precautions, Terry told us to never open the door unless we heard the
signal first."

"Oh, we're sorry, just never thought about it, should we do the same when
we come here?"

"Yes I think it'd be a good idea, hey by the way, what's your first names,
we can't call you Bennet and Simkins?"

The two cadets chuckled at the realisation that first names had not be
exchanged. Bennet again spoke for the two of them.

"Mines Peter, and he's Ivan, now what should we do when we need to come
here?"

Fore grinned to himself as he saw a slight redness around the cheeks of
both men that didn't come from any embarrassment.  Fore's natural devilish
nature took over before he could catch himself.

"Looks like you been doing a lot of exercise?"

Ivan immediately went red but Peter just stood there with his mouth agape
as he stared at Fore as he smiled at the two new men. Fore looked at him
with a innocence he hadn't had for two years.

"What, Peter, did I say something wrong?"

"What..."

"What, what Peter?"

"What the fuck you doing with that?"

Fore suddenly realised that he still held onto the small revolver as Peter
tried to catch his breath.

"Oh..ah..uhm..well...ah...we...sort of...well we...got...well!!!"

"Shit Fore put it away before Terry see's it, he'd drop you in it in a
flash if he knew you had that thing."

Fore kept his mouth closed as he tucked Terry's gun away in its holster
behind his back.

"Yeah Sorry Peter, you could be right."

Peter reached behind himself and closed the door then threw the lock on it.

"How did you get it, I can understand why you've got it but shit man that
things illegal."

"Ahm well a good friend gave it to me, said I might need it to look out for
Stewart."

"Ahh, Stewart hasn't got one has he Fore?"

All Fore could do was blush, he knew if these two were going to work with
them that he couldn't lie to them on the first day so he decided not to say
anything but his look was enough for Peter. To Peter, Fore's look said it
all.

"Oh fuck, not him too. Do you guys know what to do with them?"

"We've sort of had a bit of practice."

"Does the Sarge know about them?"

"You'll have to ask him Peter."

"Ok,ok, enough said for the moment."

Ivan had stood there letting Peter do all the talking but the hint of a
smile on his lips told Fore that he was not a threat to their security
measures.

"So Peter, how long have you and Ivan been...ahm..friends?"

It was now time for Peter to be startled.

"Ahm...don't know what you mean Fore."

"Does, thump,thump,thump...oooohhh fuck honey, sound familiar?"

Stewart spoke up sharply from his place beside the sofa.

"FORE, you promised not to say anything."

"It's ok Babes, this is called negotiation, they know about the guns, we
know about their true feelings for each other, now we're even so no harm
done, they don't tell, we don't tell. Besides what's life without a couple
of secrets between friends.  Right Peter?"

Ivan's chuckle said it all as Peter smiled with a 'what the hell' attitude
and sat down on the chair nearest to him. Without a word Ivan shrugged his
shoulders and settled himself on Peters lap as Fore went to the sofa and
wrapped his arms around Stewart and pulled him down against his chest.

"Ok so now we have all the bullshit out of the way, what did you want
Peter?"

"Yeah ok Fore, at least now Ivan and I don't have to pretend anymore while
we're around you two, we only wanted some help with the clothing we should
wear, that was all?"

"Oh that's no problem Peter, but there's no hurry we got plenty of time for
that tomorrow, how about we just get to know each other, I mean we're going
to have to live with each other for at least two months or more so we might
as well feel comfotable amongst ourselves."

"Yeah Fore, I suppose you're right, ok let me lay it out for you."

Peter settled back with his arms around Ivan's stomach and began to tell
how they had known each other since they were ten years old and that they
had always seemed to need no one else but each other. From there it had
been to them a natural progression to being in love with each other and
they had just let it flow along. While Ivan's Parents had no problems with
it Peters father had gone nuts. He had been an old time cop and couldn't
get his head around the fact that his only son loved another boy. It had
not split up the family but Peters relationship with his parents was
tenuous at best.

When Peter had finished his story he looked up at Fore and Stewart.

"I got to ask you guys that this stays in this room, okay, it might be ok
if they found out about us at the police college but we don't want to cause
any unnecesary waves."

"No problem Peter, it's your business and we'll repsect that, it does bring
out one good thing though."

"What's that Fore?"

"I don't have to teach you how to be gay for this job."

Fores trade mark laughter rang out as Peter and Ivan looked at him and then
with a dual shrug of the shoulders joined in the merriment. Stewart had
remained silent through the whole exchange, quite content to be held
closely in Fore's arms. When the laughter had subsided Peter looked over at
Stewart.

"You're very quiet Stewart."

"Hmmmm."

Fore spoke for him.

"He doesn't say much most times, besides he's my Babes and doesn't need
words to tell me what he needs, just like you and Ivan."

"What you mean ,'like me and Ivan'?"

"Oh just an observation, Ivan says very little and you seem to know what he
wants, Stewart and I are the same. It must have something to do with love."

Another chuckle escaped from Fore's lips as he hugged Stewart a little
closer.

"How did you know about us Fore. Did we do something at the meeting to tell
you?"

"No Peter, I didn't know for sure, I just sort of got a feeling about you
both, put it down to my Gaydar."

"Gaydar, yeah right."

Just then the signal knock came at the door. Fore stood up and let Stewart
resettle back onto the sofa.

"Thats the code Peter, it'll be Terry."

"Ah ok, now I know it, we'll make sure next time to use it."

Fore opened the door to see Terry with a tray of coffee and biscuits for
their afternoon snack.

"Thought you guys would like a break."

Without realising it Peter and Ivan were still snuggled together on the
same chair, as Terry saw them he smiled in a tired way and spoke to them.

"Bloody hell, thought so, you two new guys get the same warning as these
two, don't fuck up my sheets and for christs sake be careful and look after
my two boys here. Anything happens to them and I'll have your guts for
garters."

Terry plonked down the tray on the table and then with a smile as he passed
the two on the chair, reached over and gave Ivan a light smack on the head.

"You hear me lad, look out for my two boys."

"Yes Sir, we will."

"Good, I'm holding you two personally responsible for them."

With that said Terry turned and left the room to the four new
friends. Peter looked at the other three.

"I have a funny feeling he means it."

As the four guests joined Terry that evening for dinner he looked again at
the two new additions to his Motel. While it was now obvious to Terry that
the two recruits were with each other he was also glad that they seemd to
now have a closeness with 'His Two Boys' as he now called them. He hoped
that this new closeness would be the saving grace for 'His Boys' if things
got tough out there.

Dinner became a delight for Terry, who had thought he would never again
feel the happiness of some sort of family but now with the four additions
at the table he almost felt as though it was family time at home. The light
hearted banter between mainly Peter and Fore kept the rest of them laughing
all through the meal and when it came time to clean up Terry was surprised
when Stewart and Ivan got to their feet and told him to stay with Fore and
Peter while they did the clean up.

'Yes, just like a good family' Terry thought to himself.

The rest of the evening progressed like dinner, with Fore and Peter keeping
the others in fits as they let their hair down in friendly rivalry and
banter. When at last Terry called a halt for the night he was astonished
when all four boys came up to him and gave him a heart felt hug before
wrapping their arms around each other and going to their respective
rooms. That is all but Fore gave him a hug, Fore stood before Terry and
with a lopsided grin hugged the old cop then to Terry's embarrassment, gave
him a light peck on the cheek followed with the words.

"Thanks for letting us be 'Your Boys' Terry."

As Terry blushed with something akin to pride and embarrassment Fore
skittered away with Stewart held tightly in his arms.


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