Date: Sun, 29 Dec 2002 12:07:20 +1300 From: arthur Subject: Turning the Tide 4 TURNING THE TIDE Part Four By Arthur Authors note: Seasons Greetings to all my readers and may the New Year be a good and happy one for you all. Now that all of the rush and hurry is out of the way I am able to get back to writing and I hope I can bring everything up to date for you over the next few days. Thank you all for your patience. Lunch was finished and we sat in the lounge watching the league game on TV, the Warriors were playing at home this week and were now only two places from the top of the table, the Aussie clubs were not very happy at this turn of events, Moe was watching the game with anticipation of a good win for the home side and of course I watched Moe, well he was a great looking kid, a lot slimmer under all the bulky loose clothes the kids wear today, damn shame when they changed the fashion to thos baggy things, mind you the imagination does work overtime a little more and at 45 it seemed I used it a lot more than before. Moe was not as dark as a lot of Tongans, more of a caramel colour and as I watched him enjoying the game his features were more open and happy than the usual scowl that a lot of the kids wore on their faces, the kids that were born here but had parents that had been born in the Islands could have it pretty tough at home as the father was used to total control over everything in the house including the kids and wife, he was used to enforcing his demands by physical means and it was not unusual to see some kid in town with a black eye or puffy cheek during the day, the fathers excuse was always that it was the way it was done in the Islands and the kids had to do what they were told if they wanted to live in his house, this of course resulted in a lot of the kids rebelling and going out to make trouble for others, bullying of younger ones was quite common and a biff under the ear was the norm for most of them. It was common to see a few 14-16 year olds sitting in the parks with older boys drinking beer and partying late into the night on Thursdays and Fridays, the usual benefit days, and all broke by Saturday so the older ones taught the younger ones to break into homes and to shop lift for more cash to party with knowing that the younger ones could not be arrested for it until they were 18 and under the threat of getting 'the bash' the younger ones would not dob in the older ones to the police, this was the way Moeaki had grown up on the streets, most of the parents were good hard working people, honest and very religious in their daily lives but the strictness of the fathers sent many of them to the streets for an outlet. As the game progressed and the day got warmer with the sun streaming through the windows of the lounge and Moes excitment grew at the certainty of a home win he stripped off his shirt and sat there bare chested, his skin glowing with the light sheen of sweat the heat had caused, when the sun caught him he seemed to glow as his smooth slim figure moved and jumped as the plays went down on the screen, if it wasn't for the bruises now showing dark purple and black on his flesh you might have thought he hadn't a care in the world, he still winced when a sudden movement caught him by surprise and reminded him about his rib damage but apart from that he looked like a typical teen enjoying his favourite sport, during the add breaks he would now and again look at me with those soft brown eyes of his and then blush and turn back to the TV to wait for the game to go on again. "How old are you Moe?" "Huh, oh sorry, I'll be 17 in a couple of months, why?" "Just wondered is all, I'm going to have a drink, would you like a beer or something?" "Can I?, thanks I'd like that." "Yeah you can, a beer then?" "Yes thanks." I went into the kitchen for our drinks, it was now 4.00pm and the afternoon sun was bright and hot as it forced its way into the house through the open windows and patio doors, a good time to have a snort as the sun was over the yardarm and a rum and coke was just what I needed to help get my thoughts in order for the next few days, the sudden responsiblity of having a teen in the house and one that had been knocked around at that was going to take a bit of planning so as to not cause any waves, the last thing the boy needed was a hard time just at this moment, I took our drinks into the lounge and gave Moe his then sat down again to watch the byplay as the game drew to a close with the home team demolishing the visitors in the last quarter, Moe was jumping up and down with the excitment of the win until his ribs told enough was enough and he slumped down with a groan onto the sofa again, he reached for his untouched beer and took a big swallow sighing with contentment as the amber liquid slid down his throat. "You always gulp your beer like that Moe?" "Got to before the others get it all." "No others here Moe, just you and theres plenty in the fridge, take your time enjoy it, I'm not going to take it away from you, mind you I'm not going to let you get pissed either." "Oh sorry Fred, just habit I guess, with the guys if you don't get it down your neck fast you can go thirsty." "Hahaha, ok Moe, but you don't need to here, just relax and enjoy it." "Ah Fred?" "Yes Moe?" "Can I get a cigarette from you, I think I lost mine last night?" "Yeah no probs Moe, wait I have some taylor mades somewhere, they were given to me and I don't like them, prefer to roll my own, let me go look." I had a couple of cartons of cidarettes in a drawer in the bedroom that friends had bought me when they went overseas but had never smoked or opened them, I like the relaxing feeling of rolling my own and the pure tobacco taste is better than the chemical infused factory made ones, I found a carton and opened it taking a packet out and returning to the lounge threw it over to Moe, he smiled shyly as he caught it and began to open them, we sat back with our cold drinks and a cigarette listening to the usual bull that comes after every game on the TV. "this's neat Fred, it's good to sit here instead of all the hassles at home on a sunday." "You're welcome Moe, what'd you like to do tonight, want to go to a movie?" "Could we? I haven't been to a movie for ages." "Not a problem Moe, I haven't either, be nice to have company to go to one, what would you like to see?" "Do you think we could go see 'Rings'?" "Lord of the Rings, sure no problems, we can go down to Manakau and see it there, ok?" "Yeah great." "Want to eat out of have something here before we go, you can have KFC if you want?" It was one of the foods the Islanders loved and in most cases ate to much of, I wasn't one of their best fans but now and again was ok, I liked to cook and the processed fat they served was not my favourite food group but I knew that Moe would like it and a bit of spoiling never did any real harm. "Thanks Fred, that'd be cool, ahm..why you doing all this for me?" "Well firstly I haven't had anyone visit me for a long time and its good to have your company, secondly I have a feeling that you could do with a bit of fun for a change, I'm not that dense that I don't know what it's like for you out on the street and at home, all you have to do is play it straight with me and we'll get along great, ok?" "Yeah, sure, it's just no one has ever done this for me before, you..ahm..you just not...ahm doing this to....you know make me do stuff are you?" "No Moe, I told you before how I feel about that, as long as you follow those couple of rules I said before then you don't have to do anything else, just be straight with me is all you have to do." Moe looked down at his feet with an embarrassed look at having raised the question again. "Thanks Fred, I mean it, thanks, it's just, well, it feels strange someone doing things for me, I'm not used to it, I know I've thieved and things, but, well, this is sort of so neat, it feels good to not worry about watching your back all the time." "You're welcome Moe, just play by those couple of rules and you'll always have somewhere to come when you need me, ok?" "Yeah, thanks again." "Ok, want another beer?" "Thanks, yeah and I promise to drink it slowly this time, hehehe." "hahaha, ok Moe, then I better see if your clothes are dry enought for you to wear later." We sat and talked as the afternoon passed by and then it was time to make a move to go out, I got his clothes from the dryer and gave them to him and let him go to the bedroom to change while I closed up the house ready to go out, when he returned he looked clean and tidy with all the stains out of his gear, his hair neatly brushed straight back from his forehead giving him a lean clean look, my groin told me how good he looked. "All set then Moe?" "Yep, feels good being clean." "Lets go then." We left the house and headed for the local grease shop for take aways and then to the park to eat afterwards we headed for Manakau and the theatre complex for the movie, it was while we were in the foyer of the cinema that I noticed some of the looks we were getting and I turned to look at Moe as he glared at a couple of young guys near the door. "You ok Moe?" "Thats Stefi and Mila, they're going to be first, the little sinny one at the back is Moana, he's only 14 but he'll get his, see they know I'm going to get them, you can see it in their faces." As I turned to look at the three boys they made a dash for the door and out into the evening darkness like scared rabbits, it looked as though they had not expected to see Moe so soon, I was a bit concerned though about him being seen with a palangi, not for myself but for him, the Islanders did not mix very much with europeans and those that did were thought to be using their bodies for you know what. "You ok Moe, with them seeing you with me?" "Yes Fred, anyway, fuck them, I don't need them, sorry for that Fred." "Don't sweat it Moe, I can guess how you feel, come on lets go see the movie." We left the movie at about 11.00pm and made our way back home, Moe chatting about the movie like a ten year old as we drove the 30 minutes back to the house, once inside Moe stripped off his jacket and shirt leaving just his baggies hanging low on his hips with the tops of his boxers showing above the waist line, I'm not a fan of this new idea of baggy clothes but he did look real sexy with the low slung jeans and the waist band of the boxers showing below his narrow golden coloured stomach, his abs slim and small as they moved with every action. "Ok Moe, it's getting late, I'll make your bed up on the sofa for you and then tomorrow we better go find some clothes for you.' "Thanks again Fred, it's been a great day, I don't think I've had a better one." I got out sheets and blankets for him and made up a bed on the sofa then saying good night left him to get undressed for bed and went into my own room to do the same, I stripped as usual to the buff and slid between the cool sheets as the warm night time breeze came through the partly open window, I lay there for a while going over in my mind what had happened earlier and realised that I had enjoyed having him there with me, not the heavy sexual feeling but the comfortable feeling of good company, yes it was nice to have a young good looking guy around, but it was more than that, it was like a hole had been filled and I felt content for the first time in years. I drifted off to sleep with the image of golden boy in my head and a deep sigh as the realisation hit me that he was what I had been looking for to fill the void, someone to look after and take care of. It was some time in the early hours of the morning that I felt something moving about the room and then the sheets were lifted and a smooth body was sliding into the bed with me, the feel of silky boxers rubbing against my skin as the body slid down and nestled against my back, an arm came over my waist and pulled the body closer to my back, a hardness pushing into my butt and a head resting on my shoulder blade as with a deep sigh Moe snuggled down with me. "Is it ok, Fred, to be here with you?" "Yes Moe it's ok." "I just want to hold someone tonight." "It's ok Moe you don't have to worry, settle down and sleep as long as you're ok with it." "Mmmmm, thanks Fred, it's been so lonely all the time, sleeping by myself." "I know Moe, I know, sleep now." Moe pulled a little closer, if that was possible and with a last sigh his breathing settled into the rythmn of sleep, the feeling of his hard shaft still tight against my butt but his breathing told me he was out to it, so although it was hard to not take notice of his bulging manhood I sent myself back into dream land with the comporting feeling of him behind me, it had been a long time since I had had company to sleep with and he felt good wrapped around me, his heat and smoothness a pleasant rush for my libido, I settled down and dropped off with that satisfied feeling of completeness not usually found when you're in your fourties. To Be Continued: