Published 2 Nov 2017

Brian Hamilton paused in raising his pistol as the horse stopped near the bed where the two boys still lay asleep and unaware of what was going on.

Jipa craned his neck forward and gently touched Ricky’s arm with his nose, smelling it to make sure it was his little mate. As though it was a sign Ricky opened his eyes to see and feel the large nostrils touching his arm and raised his hand to feel the softness of the nose; at this and with a soft snort and a glare at the other humans in the room Jipa began to back out through the broken French doors, satisfied that his mate was ok.

The horse clumped off the veranda and then stood on the lawn to wait for his Ricky to come to him.

Ricky looked around him not recognizing the room and then he felt the tightness around his chest and shoulders, he looked down at the dark brown arm holding him and smiled.

“Baz I’m going to call your mother so you better get that black arse of Warringals covered before she comes in; you can leave him there with the boy as it looks as though he needs the comfort.”

“Thanks dad, I’ll do that.”

Ricky looked up into Barry’s face and smiled at the concern it showed, then without thinking shuffled back a little until he could feel the closeness of Warringal against his side.

“You comfy there Short Ass?”

“Yeah, what happened?” (Giggle)

“You took a croppa when the roo dodged and your stirrup broke.”

“My left leg is throbbing and I can’t lift my arm.”

“So you want the good or the bad?”

“Huh?”

“The good news or the bad news?”

“Ok both.”

“The bad news is your wrist is broken and will take about three months to heal, the good news is your ankle is only strained and you have to stay here in bed for three or four days to mend and then you can get up and move around.”

“What about my Mom and Dad?”

“Me Mum has called them and they’ll be her tamorra, but you stay here, not allowed to go home yet, me an Boonga will look out fer ya.”

“Hey Barry?”

“Yeah Ricky?”

“Warringal feels nice there.”

“Does he, hmm, better get your tin pants on then.”

“What, tin pants?”

“If he starts dreamin of yah you’ll feel it.”

“Ooh, Barry he wouldn’t… would he?”

“Might,”

“Well… uhm… that’s ok… I kind of like him.”

“Thought ya might.”

The two boys heard the adults coming and stopped their talk until later, Warringal moved again pulling Ricky a little closer with his arms.

“Well they look comfy don’t they Brian?”

“Yeah Beth they do, I’m gonna leave them there for now.”

“Yes do them both good I somehow think.”

“Now Beth don’t you start.”

“Really Brian look at my doors! That damn horse will get it when I catch him, where’s he gone anyway?”

“He’s standing out on the lawn waiting so just leave him for now I think he’s gone gaga over the boy, strangest thing I eva seen.”

“How do you mean Brian?”

“Busted in here all ready for a fight then saw the boy and became a pussycat, sniffed him and when the boy touched him he just turned and went out to wait.”

“Well horses are like men Brian.”

“What ya mean Beth?”

“Stupid and stubborn is what I mean.”

“Now Beth no need for that.”

Brian Hamilton put an arm around his wife and gave her a squeeze as he smiled at her.

“Don’t try to soft soap me Brian Hamilton, now how’s Ricky doing?”

“I’m fine thanks’ Mrs.H, a bit sore but not bad.”

“Good, you ok with that boy in there with you?”

“Hum, yes Mrs. H it feels nice to have someone holding you, I sort of feel safe.”

“Good ok then you try to get some sleep, your parents will be out in the morning to see you. I’ve told them that you will have to stay for a few days and they’re happy with that.”

“Thanks again Mrs.H.”

The two adults left the room with a smile on their faces as they looked back at the two on the bed; Beth looking at her husband and lifting an eyebrow as they went.

Barry took up his blanket and moved back to the chair he had been using.

“Why don’t you go to bed Barry, I’m ok here and Warringal will look out for me.”

“Not on ya life Short Ass, I stay put till I’m sure you’re ok.”

“Well thanks Baza, I’ve never had friends like you two before.”

“S’ok Ricky, you looked like you needed some when you came to school and Boonga said you was ok so that’s that fars I’m concerned.”

Ricky dozed off feeling comfortable and safe in the dark arms surrounding him. Barry watched the two boys and smiled to himself as he thought of the possibilities for his brother Warringal. Being part abo, no one at school had much time for him or his feelings and this young guy seemed to warm to him as soon as they had met. The thought of it left Barry dozing off with a good feeling in his belly.

Ricky was brought back to consciousness with a soft whispering in his ear.

“Ricky… Ricky?”

Ricky turned toward the boy beside him.

“Yes Warringal?”

“I like you a lot Ricky.”

Ricky looked over to where Barry sat in his chair fast asleep and whispered back at the face and lips so close to his; the dark soft eyes and long lashes only inches away from his own, the contrast of the dark hair with his own almost platinum blonde was striking.

“I like you a lot too Warringal.”

Warringal pushed closer and Ricky felt the hardness of a sizable rod pushing into his hip, with his right hand he reached down and closed his fingers over it feeling its hardness and thickness, the foreskin sliding a little in his hand.

“Is this ok for you Warringal?”

“Ooh yes Ricky, I’ve waited for you for so long. Can I… hold you too?”

Ricky thought he would be to embarrassed when this time came but with this beautiful dark boy beside him he felt safe and it felt right.

“Yes Warringal please.”

A smooth soft hand closed around his now rigidly tight shaft, although Ricky was only of small build he was not all that small down there, at 5′ 4″ his penis seemed quite big at 5.5″ and Warringals 6″ was not miniature either.

Ricky began almost subconsciously to move his hand up and down the hard shaft in his hand as Warringal returned the favour for him.

“Warrin?”

“Yes Ricky?”

“Can I… can I…?”

“What Ricky?”

“Can I… kiss you?”

His answer came with a softness surrounding his lips, he poked out his tongue a small way and felt the suction as Warringal tried to pull it into his own mouth which Ricky was only too happy to oblige and so pushed across the tender lips before him feeling the sweetness that was his first boy.

Warringal was very aware of Ricky’s injuries and was careful not to put too much pressure on anywhere that was hurt but Ricky’s urgent tongue and hand were making it difficult to concentrate.

“Have you ever done ‘It’ Warringal?”

“No… you?”

“No, you’re the first boy I’ve been with.”

“Same here, I don’t think we should just yet though.”

“Why not?”

The urgency in Ricky’s voice was evident but Warringal knew Ricky was in no condition to go that far yet, besides it was something to look forward to should they work things out together.

“Well I really like you a lot more than ‘Like’ but I want you to feel the same about me, if you don’t then I understand but I think it should be something special so we should wait”

The breathes of both boys was coming faster as they buried their tongues once again into each other’s mouths their hands going faster.

“If you two can wait a minute I’ll go get a towel for you then take a walk so you can finish in peace.”

The two boys now red faced and panting shot a look over to where Barry was seated grinning at them, embarrassment showing bright red on their faces.

“How… how long have you been watching?”

“Long enough Short Ass, you two would wake the bloody dead, you whisper as quiet as a truck horn and I won’t go into the grunts, now wait till I get something for you to clean up the mess you’re going to make and I’ll take a walk for you.”

The two boys smiled at him with mutual embarrassment as he left the room only to return in a minute with a towel in his hand and with a smile left the room to go outside and leave them in peace.

“He really doesn’t mind us, you know, doing this?”

“No, he’s my brother and has been wanting to see me happy for a long time he even tried to get a couple of the guys for me at one time. Mark wanted to but, well….uhm if the others knew about it; you know me being half abo and all they would have given him a hard time, and he’s too nicer a guy for that.”

“And what about me then if the other guys find out?”

“No way, Barry would kill them and they know it but Mark isn’t sort of in any crowd, he’s a bit of a loner so they would pick on him soon as Barry wasn’t around to help him.”

“Warringal?”

“Yes Ricky?”

“Kiss me again.”

A pair of hot lips covered Ricky’s mouth again in answer to his request, the long tongue pushing in urgency into his mouth as he sucked it in to feel the velvety softness of it.

Both hands were now moving in almost synchronized movement as the two boys came closer to the end and then Warringal pulled his lips away from Ricky’s.

“Wait, I want to do something for you special, it’s my first time but Barry told me how to, ok?”

“Wh… What is it?”

“Wait and see.”

Warringal threw back the sheets and it was only then that Ricky realized for the first time he was completely naked; it had not even dawned on him before now even though he had felt the naked skin of Warringal on him.

As Warringal moved down the bed his shaft left Ricky’s hand pulling the foreskin back over the head, Warringal helped Ricky to roll onto his back then he knelt between his spread legs and with a smile at Ricky, lowered his head.

The first tentative touch of the tongue on his swollen glans was like an electric shock to Ricky as Warringal tasted his hard throbbing shaft; he then slowly took a little more of Ricky into his hot moist mouth sucking his cheeks in to create pressure.

Ricky knew almost instantly what was going to happen as the hot wet lips descended down his shaft. Before Warringal was half way down Ricky’s testicles were telling him he was going to lose it, his muscles felt like tight wires as they felt the impending climax coming.

“Warri, Warri, I’m… I’m… Oh god, Warrriiiiiii.”

Ricky felt the power of the climax and wondered why it was still hot and moist around his now pulsing member as shot after shot was wrung from him, he tried to look down the bed in his orgasmic haze to still see the dark head of hair covering his rod as it continued to shoot out its juice more than any time before.

“Oh Warri I’m sorry I tried to warn you.”

“It’s ok; you taste so nice I wanted it all.”

“Oh Warri, I… I… don’t… know… how… to… do… it… for… you.”

“Its ok don’t worry about it. I wanted to do something special for you so that was just for you.”

“But… but… what about you?”

“I can wait till you’re better.”

“No Warri, come up here, please let me do it for you.”

“You don’t have to Ricky.”

“I… I… want to try for you.”

Warringal worked his way back up to Ricky and helped him to sit up a little in the bed then knelt beside him offering his dark brown shaft for Ricky’s mouth.

It smelt clean and the head was red as it poked through the foreskin at the tip, the slit was small and tight but dripping pre-cum as Ricky lowered his head toward it, there was a faint musky smell, not bad but more like open desert and dry sand plus that distinct hormone smell of a boy in need.

Ricky pushed out his tongue toward the dark shaft licking just the very tip, tasting for the first time in his life the sweet and salty taste of pre-cum as he sucked his tongue back into his mouth, he reached up and took Warringal by the hips with his right hand pulling him closer as he opened his mouth to take more of that sweet salty taste into his taste buds.

Ricky’s saliva began to run at the taste and this helped him to lower his head a little and take the first two inches of Warringal inside, the fullness and hardness of that rigid member in his mouth started to take effect as he began to harden again and then he felt Warringals hand close over him and begin to stroke slowly as Ricky swallowed more of
the hardness between his lips.

The hard yet soft head was pushing against the back of his throat and as he swallowed he felt the head slip into his throat and as he began to choke Warringal pulled back so that the head was only just sitting in his mouth.

“Are you ok, my little pony boy?”

“Mrmph.”

Ricky tried to nod his head, he didn’t want to release that first taste he had ever had; it felt good and strong in his mouth and he lowered again to take in as much as he could.

It took only a few more strokes of his lips before Warringal gave a loud gasp and Ricky felt the hot gush filling his mouth, he tried as best he could to swallow as much as was possible the sweet taste sending him over the edge with his second orgasm in as many minutes.

Both boys collapsed down beside each other as the afterglow overtook them; Warringals dark member covered in the moister of Ricky’s mouth and his own sperm. Ricky’s chest and stomach covered with his own and some of Warringals dribbling down his chin as he looked at the boy beside him and then he knew what it was that he felt.

Warringal rose to kneel beside Ricky with the towel in his hand and began to clean them both off and looking into those eyes of the boy he knew he loved and couldn’t tell him that he did.

“Are you ok my pony boy?”

“Oh Warri, I never felt like this before, that was awesome.”

“You know you’re a very beautiful boy my pony boy, there’s no one around here like you.”

“Warri, oh Warri, I… well I…”

“Well you two ready for sleep yet?”

Ricky in a panic reached to pull up the sheets but couldn’t reach them.

“Don’t worry Short Ass; I’ve seen it all before, I’m the one put you to bed dummy.”

“But… but… but”

“Well was it worth the wait?”

“Piss off noddy, leave him alone.”

“Oh Warri, you looking after your pony boy?”

“Baza, I’ll dong ya if ya don’t quit it.”

“OK Boonga, I’m only joking with ya, I’m really glad you two could be together, you both deserve it, really.”

“Thanks Baza.”

“S’ok little brother just make sure you look after him or I get you’re arse boy.”

Barry gathered up his blanket and as he left the room he looked over his shoulder.

“Looks as though you two will be safe for the night and won’t need me till morning, see ya both then.”

The two boys spoke in unison.

“Night Baza and thanks.”

“No probs little brothers, just be good to each other.”

The two boys snuggled into each other’s arms and with a final kiss drifted off to sleep once again.

The morning dawned like all the others in this land, hot, sultry and a little dusty, Ricky stretched as much as he could while still being held in the arms of his newfound special friend.

Warringal moved in his sleep, closing his arms a little more on the firm small body beside him and then with a little start realized where he was and lifted his head to look around with bleary eyes as the happenings of the previous night came back to him.

“Morning my pony boy?”

“Morning Warri… I… I… uhm.”

“S’ok my pony boy I know what you mean, I feel the same way.”

“Y… you do?”

“Well yeah I’m pretty sure it’s the same as you, now let me get up so’s I can get a basin of warm water to give you a wash.”

Ricky blushed at the thought of being washed by someone else then he shrugged and remembered what Warringal and he had done last night so he just smiled and nodded his head.

Warringal returned carrying a basin of water with a towel and some soap and with a smile pulled back the sheets covering Ricky as he lay in the bed, soaping up the small face cloth he started at Ricky’s feet and worked his way up toward his groin, Ricky could feel the soft hands and the warm cloth working their magic on his skin and something else was feeling it as well as his shaft began to tighten at the touches.

Ricky looked down the bed at the smiling dark face below him.

“You feeling frisky my pony boy?”

“Ahhm, Warri it’s (giggle) soooo nice.”

“Wait till you gotta piss, that gets real interesting.”

The warm soapy cloth never stopped moving on his skin as Warringal moved higher on his legs, now on the inner thigh Ricky let out a soft moan as his rod jumped at the closeness of those dark hands as they rubbed closer to his groin.

The hands stopped and Ricky could now feel the dry towel being moved over his skin and then Warringal was up near his head and the cloth was rubbing over his chest and stomach in the same smooth motion as before, his shaft was now ready to give up the fight as the erotic nature of the bathing took over his senses, a sudden sharp pain hit Ricky and as he jumped with the fright he heard the giggle from Warringal and felt his shaft deflate rapidly.

Looking down he saw that Warringal had flicked his glans with his finger quite hard and it was now down laying on his small mound of pubic hair as the surrounding area was washed and dried.

“Ok pony boy time to do the back; let me help you roll over, yeah that’s the idea.”

Ricky was now laying on his stomach and the whole torture began again as his special friend washed every inch of him even to the really private spot between his small butt cheeks, He couldn’t help give out a small moan as the warm cloth with a thin finger inside it rubbed over his tight bud making him harder than before as the finger wriggled a little bit when it got there.

After the towel was used to dry off his back Warringal helped him to turn over once again and when he saw Ricky’s pride and joy standing to attention he smiled and used his flick trick again to bring an instant soft to it.

“Yah wanna have a piss?”

“Yeah Warri, I need one bad.”

Warringal reached under the bed and brought out a hospital bedpan, Ricky started at the sight of it, the bowl shape flattened at the bottom and the almost obscenely large nozzle like end on it, Warringal placed it between his slightly spread legs and then taking Ricky’s now deflated shaft in his hand placed it into the top of the pan.

“Warri, I can’t, it won’t come.”

“Yes you can, come on just close your eyes, that’s it, now think of a wet rainy night, the water pouring down over the roof and dripping onto the ground outside your window.”

Ricky did as he was told and he could almost hear the rain falling and he could hear the sound of it as it hit the ground, then a hand was shaking and squeezing his shaft he opened his eyes to see a big smile on Warringals face as he took away the bedpan that had a sloshing sound coming from it.

“See told yah it was ok, feel better now?”

“Oh Warri thanks so much, yeah I feel a lot better.”

“Ok you lay back and I’ll go get some breakfast for you soon as I get me pants on.”

Ricky suddenly became aware that his Warri was still naked and he liked the thought of waking each morning to the sight of the bronze skin close to him.

After Warringal had insisted on hand feeding him with his breakfast Barry and his mother came in to see how he was doing Ricky lay there waiting for his parents to appear and how they would take it when they found out that he had slept with Warri all night or even worse if they found out what had happened between them.

Warringal sat beside his bed all the time chatting about things at school and around the district telling Ricky all about the people and what made them tick and who was a good guy and who to avoid, the time passed slowly and then he heard a car pulling up outside the homestead.

The sound of his parents voices brought home to Ricky where he was and what they might say to him if they were to find out about him and what he had now admitted to himself he was.

There was bustling and urgent sound outside the door and then his parents were standing there at the foot of the bed, Warringal had just had time to release his hand before the adults had entered, Mrs.H had a small smile on her face as she saw Warringal drop his eyes for a fraction of a second.

Ricky’s mother was the first to speak as his father stood there firmly looking down at his boy and his companion.

“Oh Ricky honey, are you alright, how bad is it, do you need anything, are you going to be alright, what can we do, is your arm ok, how’s your ankle, what do you need, we’ve got some clothes for you, when will you be coming home, how did it happen, is this the boy that saved you, what can we give him.”

“Mom, I’m ok, I don’t need anything, Warringal is looking after me, it’s ok.”

“Ricky we were so worried when they told us, what on earth were you doing on a horse anyway?”

“Chasing roo’s mom, just having fun.”

“Chasing roo’s, what do you mean chasing roo’s?’

“It’s a game Mom, we were just having fun and I fell off, I’m ok, don’t worry.”

Ricky looked up at his father standing there silently studying Warringal as he sat beside the bed clearly anxious about his friend laying there.

“Well my boy from what I’ve heard from the constable this boy saved your life by nearly killing himself, I think you owe him a lot, we’ll have to do something for him so you have a think about it and let me know.”

Ricky wasn’t sure but he thought his father actually winked at him but he knew that couldn’t be right, his father was always stern and very particular about his conduct in front of people, he had a position to maintain and even at home he wouldn’t let his demeanour slip.

The buzz of conversation continued around him with his mother being a mother and his father again looking in Warringals direction with a small half smile on his lips as Mrs. H talked with his mother, finally the adults agreed to leave the two boys alone and went through to the main lounge to chat some more and have something to calm their nerves after the fright of seeing their son prostrate in bed, as he left Ricky’s father turned a last time to look at the two boys and with a smile and a nod of his head looked right into Ricky’s eyes.

“Anytime you want to talk to me boy, about anything, just ask, I know how it is you know.”

Ricky’s jaw dropped at the open way his dad looked and spoke to him, what did he see, what was it he had noticed about the two boys, he couldn’t know how he felt, until last night even Ricky didn’t know how he felt, well not about his Warri anyway.

The worst of thoughts began to fill his head as he lay there unable to work out what his father had meant; he had always assumed his father would be really mad if he found out that Ricky was more interested in boys than girls or maybe he just misunderstood his father’s meaning.

Ricky felt his hand taken into a soft grip by Warringal as the doorway was filled with another body, he looked up a little startled that Warringal never released his hand at the entrance of the new person then he saw it was Barry coming towards them with a huge smile on his face

“Well I see’s you two got through the night alive, how’s the bod feel Short Ass?”

“Not too bad thanks Baz, and I got a good pain killer here so it’s ok.”

Ricky squeezed the hand holding his and smiled at his Warri who in turn squeezed back and blew him small kiss.

“Ahh, aint that sweet, two love birds and one bed.”

“Knock it off Baz; you know he’s special to me.”

“Ok… Warri… don’t get your shorts in a twist, just funnin with yah.”

“You’re just jealous anyhow cause you only got your hand,”

“Up yours lover boy, so Ricky how you feel, gonna be ok by the time the weekend comes?”

“Yes I think so Barry but I don’t think I’ll be lifting very much for a while.”

“Oh I wouldn’t worry about that Short Ass, Boonga aint got much to lift.”

“Right Baza your arse is mine.”

“You and who else’s army Boonga, look at you two, ones short of a hand the other is short of a leg, great army you two make, lucky the best parts of you still work.”

“Whatcha mean white boy?”

“Jeez with the bloody noise you two made last night something had to be working, pony boy and Warri, what a bloody performance.”

“Just cause you getting none white boy.”

“Yeah Boonga but I got class, so I don’t need arse.”

“Right I can see the calluses on your hands from all the action you get.”

“Damn me Ricky what you done to Boonga, he hasn’t said this much in ten years, you musta shot him full of sumthin, here Boonga lift your arse and let me have a look,.”

“You couldn’t handle the competition white boy.”

“Ok, ok you two enough is enough, damn you two are like brothers, all the time at each other.”

“Want me to come and have a bit of you Yank?”

“Don’t you start on me Hick.”

“Hick, me a bloody Hick, damn you fight dirty Yank.”

The three boys decided on a draw as they broke up laughing at all the byplay and then Barry got a serious look on his face.

“Ricky your dad said something to me before they left so I thought I better tell you so you can think it over.”

“What was it Barry?”

“Well he asked me who was sleeping with you last night and he had a funny look in his eye when he asked me.”

“Shit, shit, shit, what did you tell him?”

“Just that both you and Boonga were injured and passed out so dad said it would be easier to look after both of you if you were in the same room, he sorta smiled and then dropped it.”

“What am I going to do… he knows… I’m sure he knows?”

“Hey just lay there for the next three days and forget it, if he says anything later then I’ll be here to help you, so will Warri, now all you got to do is get better so we can go out and get that bloody roo for hurtin yah.”

“But… but… he’s going to shit himself if he finds out, his job with the government will be in trouble if they find out his son likes other boys.”

“Look Ricky you can’t do anything for now so forget it and get better first then we’ll worry about it, now you two want something to eat, it’s nearly lunch time and I’m starving?”

“I don’t know if I can eat, shit he’s going to kill me.”

“Nah Short Ass he aint gonna do that, probably kick the shit outa yah but he won’t kill yah, besides Warri will protect yah, won’t yah Boonga.”

“Fuck you whitey.”

“Not now Boonga you got a boy friend to look out for, see yah both soon I’ll get some grub for yah’s.”

Barry left the two boys alone as he went to the kitchen to organize some lunch for them.

“What am I going to do Warri?”

“Nothing you can do for the mo, Ricky, just hang in there till you’re on your feet then we’ll look at it again. Come on my pony boy buck up, I’m still going to be here for you all the time, if he gets snotty about you then we’ll worry about it then.”

The two boys were startled out of their worries by a loud snort from the still broken French doors.

Jipa, his head stuck through the doors was looking directly at Ricky laying on the bed and the darker boy beside him. He gave another loud snort then went back out to the lawn where he had kept his vigil all night to wait and to protect his little mate.

“Jeez Ricky you sure got that bloody Jipa tied in knots, never seen a horse do what he does.”

Barry came back into the room carrying a large plate of toasted sandwiches and a big bottle of coke.

“Did I just hear that bloody horse in here again?”

“Yeah Baza, he just popped in to see his mate then went back to the lawn.”

“Bloody weirdest thing I’ve ever seen that horse, ok come on you two let’s bog in and get this lot down our necks before me front shakes hands with me back.”

With the plate on the bed close to Ricky they set about demolishing Barry’s efforts with a relish. The hot food felt good to Ricky as he munched and chewed his way through three of the thick toasties, the fillings were of everything that Barry could find in the kitchen that could be eaten and although they would not win any prizes for Haut Cuisine they were just what the boys needed after having eaten nothing really solid for two days except for breakfast that morning.

As he filled up Ricky began to relax and with Warringals hand in his he felt a small buzz of love and safety come over him as his friend slowly caressed his finger tips with his own.

To Be Continued

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