Date: Mon, 30 Dec 2013 13:06:09 -0600
From: Trent Ryder <trent.ryder@outlook.com>
Subject: Brothers Keeper  -  Part Ten

You should not read this if you are underage or live where reading about
sex among males is illegal.  This is a story of two brothers and their
Puritanical father.  The younger brother uses the family situation to gain
control over his brother, and then involves others.  Gradually the news
spreads, much to Jack's discomfort.

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(The last chapter ended where Matt – acting on Perkins' orders – had
just finished blowing Jack, when Grady walked up on them in the field.)

		      Part Ten – The `Hole' Thing

Matt hastily wiped his mouth as he struggled to get to his feet.  "I can
explain!  I had to do it!"  He was frantic.

Jack put his still rigidly hard dick back in his jeans.  The thing poked
out obscenely against the leg.  His briefs couldn't contain it.  He was
kind of proud that he had a dick that could stay that hard after shooting
off.  And better still, he was learning that a butt plug could have a lot
of wonderful uses.

Grady was still fuming like a bantam rooster.  "You're shaved?  Matt, you
shaved your pubes?  What the fuck is going on?"

Matt was grabbing his clothes which Jack had dropped behind him.

"It was Perkins.  I didn't give him all the pics of Jack like I was
supposed to.  He found out and made me do all this stuff."

Grady scowled, "And you've got cum in your mouth.  I can see it when you
talk.  Plus some dribbled on your chin.  Why did you pick Jack?"

"Perkins said I had to."

"Jack, you know I said if you ever got off without me jacking you, we'd be
done, right?"

Matt pleaded, "He didn't want me to do him.  I had to beg and explain what
trouble I'd be in with Perkins if he didn't let me.  He kept trying to go
inside instead."

Jack was pleased at the way Matt tried to cover for him.

But he also had another problem.  If his erection didn't subside before he
had to go in the house, his father would be sure to notice and there would
be trouble.  Removing the butt plug would probably solve that problem, but
he didn't want to try to pull it out with Matt and Grady standing right
beside him.

Matt was dressed now, but he looked a mess.  "Can I go in your house and
wash my face and rinse my mouth?"

Jack figured that decision was between the two of them, so he said nothing.
Grady answered, "Not looking like that, because my father's gotten home.
Isn't there an outside spigot near the back door of your place?"

"No, we have a lawn sprinkler system."

"Ok then, you can use the one by our back door."  Glancing over at Jack and
spotting his condition, he said "I can distract dad so you can come in the
back way.  Get rid of that bone before dad sees it and paddles you again.
He's getting real buggy about that erection problem lately."

The three of them went to Jack's back door.  Grady went in and began
talking to their dad who was setting the table for supper.  Matt washed his
face at the hydrant and Jack slipped in as quickly as he could.

His father looked up but didn't say anything.  Jack dashed up the back
stairs, and quickly dropped his pants and briefs and grabbed the plug.  He
didn't try to wash it yet, he just set it behind the computer.  Before he
could pull his pants back up their father stepped into the room.

"Hah!  Thought you could slip by me with that sinful thing of yours on
display, did you?"

"No, dad, I-"

"I thought if Grady watched you this thing about your sexual abuse would be
over.  Now I need to punish you and afterward decide with Grady what we
should do."  Shouting down the stairs he called, "Grady!  You come up here
and bring your friend from outside with you!  I want you both to witness my
punishment of your brother!"  Turning back to Jack he said "Take off all
your clothes now.  And hand me your belt.  I'm going to make sure you
understand the wages of sin!"

"Dad, I wasn't doing anything.  Ask Grady.  He'll tell you."

By the time Grady and Matt got up there, Jack was naked, standing legs
spread in front of his father with his dick still pretty long, and bobbing
slightly.  Matt looked on in awe.

Jack felt the sense of shame his father had always brought out in him when
he thought he had been masturbating.  Punishment with people witnessing it
only added to his humiliation.  Unfortunately that just made his dick get
harder.

Turning to Grady and Matt, Mr. Cooper said, "See?  See how that organ of
destruction loves punishment?  See how sin keeps corrupting my son's life?"

Matt had been through so much while following Perkins' instructions, he now
felt real exhilaration seeing Jack this way.

Grady cleared his throat and put on his humble act.  "Dad, I see what you
are saying.  But while we were outside Jack did not masturbate.  Honestly
dad, I've been watching him and he's trying to live up to what you want him
to be."

Unfortunately Mr. Cooper was too angry to listen.  The sight of the erect
penis bobbing in front of him was driving him to new heights of fury.

"Grady I thought you could handle this, but obviously I was wrong!
Dr. Cranton has methods of controlling self-abuse.  Proven methods.  He has
a device he can place on Jack that will never allow this type of thing to
happen again!"

Grady could see his dream of total control over his brother vanishing
before his eyes.  If he put Jack in a cock cage, he had lost his war.

He held up his hand to calm his father.  "Dad, I understand your concern.
But I have a method which doesn't involve the doctor.  It has worked
perfectly until now.  What you're witnessing is just an adolescent moment.
I can guarantee it will never happen again.  If it does, then I agree we
need a doctor's help.  But really, dad, you don't want a doctor knowing our
family secrets, do you?"

There was a moment right then when it could have gone either way.  In fact
Grady didn't think his father was capable of calming down at that
point. Especially when he spotted a long drop of precum about to start its
descent from the piss slit of Jack's penis.  Grady reacted instantly and
whirled Jack around so he was facing away from his father.

"Dad, punish him.  In fact let me and Matt punish him.  I guarantee if you
do, he'll remember it for a long time.  Please, dad."

Mr. Cooper seemed a little calmer although he still held the belt bent in
half, flapping it against his leg.  He looked at Grady and Matt.

"Matt, you're a normal boy.  What do you think of this?  Would you want to
hang around with a boy who perpetually masturbates?  One who uses his penis
as a toy?"

"Sir, I like both your sons."  He was eyeing Jack's butt with a certain
sense of appreciation.  "I know my brother Dex, he was a lot better person
after my father whipped him."

"Is that a fact?"  Mr. Cooper seemed interested.  Grady figured if Matt
could distract him, they could diffuse the situation.

"Oh yes sir.  In fact I've told Grady that if Jack was whipped for some of
these things, things like playing with himself in the bathroom and stuff
like that, he'd stop it right away."

"So you were aware of him doing that in the bathroom?"

"Yes sir.  Grady and I would talk about it sometimes.  But he hasn't been
doing it recently.  Grady said he had the situation under control."

Jack listened to Matt lying his head off.  Matt and Grady had made fun of
him jacking off in the bathroom after school, but ever since the big scene
two weeks ago with his father, that hadn't happened.  He was going to
remember this when Matt needed a favor from him again.

Turning to his younger son, Mr.  Cooper asked, "So if I punish him and
leave him with you two, you can guarantee we'll have no more of these
sexual situations and there'll be no need to see the doctor?"

Grady nodded smugly.  "Yes sir.  We'll watch you punish him, we'll be
witnesses, and then you can go fix supper and Matt and I will make sure he
understands what it means to be punished.  In fact we'll use that same
belt, his own belt.  Every time he puts it on he'll be reminded he needs to
behave."

Mr. Cooper looked thoughtful.  He knew Jack was a sexual animal who needed
to have his urges harnessed.  He was proud of Grady and his friend for
stepping up to the plate.  And maybe Grady was right that there was no need
to see a doctor and have family troubles spread before other people when it
could be dealt with quietly at home.

"I agree.  Jack, lean over the bed and put your hands flat on the surface.
Spread those legs and raise that butt and I am going to give you one last
tanning.  After this time, it'll be the doctor for you if I ever have to do
this again."

Jack went rigid.  Years of his father's belt or paddle had inured him to
most of the pain, but it still stung like fire anyway.  Finally after
twenty flays with the belt, Mr. Cooper handed it to Grady and said "I'll
leave you to it.  I will see you two at supper.  Sorry your friend can't
stay tonight."

When he had gone, Grady said, "Well, Jack, did we save your butt this
time?"

"Grady, one day you'll go a step too far, and all your plans will come
collapsing down on you."

"Maybe, but for now let's get our part of the punishment over.  I've got a
short rope with a knot on the end.  Matt'll make sure you stay bent over,
and you have to reach back and spread your butt cheeks.  I'm going to do
something I've wanted to for a long time, and it's nothing like spanking
your butt.  I'm going to spank that hole of yours."

Jack was surprised, but he figured if this would end the thing, he'd do it.
So he leaned over and grabbed his cheeks, spreading them wide.

"Bend further" Grady said.

With that, Matt came up beside him, then reaching across and grabbing his
still erect dick, he pulled it down.  Jack bent down with it.  There was
something about the way he was holding it that made Jack wonder if Matt was
going to try to jack him off.

Grady took the short rope, popped it in the air a few times, then took aim
at that slightly hairy hole that his own brother was opening up for him.
He was a good shot, and he took time with the warm up.  His brother's hole
had interested him for a while, now that he had control of his dick.  He
was ready for the first shot.  Holding the end tightly, he popped it with a
snap.

"Ooww!  Grady, that hurt!"

Jack gasped.  The pain on a direct hit was worse than he had expected.  He
tried to raise up but Matt held his dick firmly.  Very firmly.  And his
movement caused Matt's hand to slide slightly.

"Dad said to punish you.  That's what I'm doing.  I think your hole might
need punishment as much as your dick does."

Matt's hand pulled him lower again.  His breathing increased slightly as he
did so.  This was intense.  Matt felt power surging through him as he held
that bone like his life depended on it.

"Two!" Grady said as the rope's head hit Jack's exposed hole.

"Ooww!!" Jack howled.  Pain surged through him.  He didn't know a rope
could hurt like that.  He was sure his hole was red.  Then he realized
maybe the butt plug had opened up his hole more than it had been before.
He tried to rare up.

Again Matt pulled his dick down.  Again there was a certain amount of extra
movement.  And again Grady struck his exposed hole.

"Three!"

The snap and the sting were simultaneous.  Jack realized he was getting
even harder.  The pain and the pleasure were getting mixed up together.
Matt's hand held him in position as his dick burped the sticky precum.  He
knew Matt could sense what was happening.

"Four!"

"For god's sake Grady, you don't have to do it that hard" Jack squealed.

His bone throbbed as much as his hole ached.  He felt Matt's fingers close
and squeeze.  More precum dripped.

"Jack, you knew our agreement.  You could only cum when I made you cum.
When you let yourself get blown, for whatever reason, you broke our
agreement.  Ten lashes with this rope will be sufficient this time to get
our bargain going again.  But you know what dad said.  Next time it's the
doctor.  You don't want that Jack.  Isn't this better?"

"Well it - YOW!  OOWW!!"  Grady gave him the fifth lick when he wasn't
prepared.  He had relaxed his hole and that knot on the end went right in.
It was unbearable.  His eyes teared up as he tried to will the pain to go
away.

His eyes were wet and his hole felt inflamed as Grady went through the rest
of the ten strokes.  With each one he emphasized Jack was never to cum
again without him being there in charge.  Matt flexed his fingers each time
Grady gave Jack his instructions.  Jack didn't know if Matt was emphasizing
Grady's commands, or defying them by jacking him secretly.

After ten strokes with the rope, Jack's hole was in agony and his dick was
almost ready to fire off a load.  That was when Mr. Cooper called them to
come to supper.

"I have to go home" Matt said reluctantly.  He really hated to let go of
that rod when things were heating up so well.  He also knew he was about to
cum in his pants from holding Jack's dick for that long.

When he left, Jack pulled on a jock strap to hold himself in, and he went
down to supper with an aching hole.



When Grady came in his room that night at bedtime, Jack had set up the
miniature camera and engaged the timer.  This was Perkins' plan to get
incriminating pictures of Grady abusing Jack.  His dick was ready to shoot
a load after all Matt's work on his organ.  And he was resolved to pay Matt
back for that dirty trick.  The butt plug was cleaned and safely stored in
his top drawer.  He was in position on the bed, his briefs between his
teeth and his hands clasped behind his head.  It had begun to feel almost
natural to be that way.

Grady puffed himself up as he looked at Jack.  "I almost didn't come in
tonight.  I was so mad about you and Matt."

Jack regarded him mildly.  "I was just trying to help."

"Just don't do it again.  Not with anybody."

"Grady, let's just get on with our night stuff now.  If we argue it'll
break the mood."

Grady began to relax.  Looking at Jack' dick he said "It doesn't seem any
the worse for wear after being in Matt's mouth."

"Why, did he scratch yours when he gave you blow jobs?"

Grady winced.  He hadn't wanted Jack to find out about that.  "He's not
very experienced.  I let him practice on me because he wanted to learn more
about how to do that."

"I thought Dex had taught him everything."

"Well Dex has taught him plenty.  And done plenty with him and to him, from
what he's said to me."

Jack practiced making an angry face (for the camera), and said "Come on,
Grady.  Get that great hand of yours to work on me.  I've been waiting for
it."

"Even after getting blown just a few hours ago?"

"You know me.  Remember how often I used to jack off before dad caught me?"

Grady grinned and relaxed.  "Yes.  Me and Matt used to listen to the sound
of you bouncing around on the toilet while you were pounding that meat of
yours."

When he said that, he looked at Jack's dick, and instinctively reached out
and grasped it.  Jack groaned.

After making a good start on the jacking, Grady suddenly asked "Do you have
an old jock strap you don't use any more?"

"Yeah.  It'd be over in the second drawer at the back.  My good stuff and
clean stuff is at the front.

Grady got up and went over.  As he searched through the drawer, he asked
"Do you have a dildo?"

"No.  Why would I have one?"

"I don't know.  I wanted to look at that butt hole of yours some more.  I
think I did a good job of hitting the spot, don't you?"

Jack grumbled but made no reply.

When Grady returned with the gray well-worn strap, he said "I'm going to
catch your cum in it."  He pulled out a zip lock plastic bag.  "I'll keep
it safe in here and when I'm with Matt again I am going to make him suck
the cum out of it."  Jack looked puzzled.  "Matt knew better than to blow
you.  He'll pay for that mistake."

Jack thought to himself that by the time Grady was a senior, he'd be as bad
as Perkins about controlling people.  "But it wasn't his choice, Grady.
Perkins made him do it."

Grady resumed working Jack's dick.  He was an old hand at it now, and knew
what things to do to move Jack to the brink.  He liked the feeling of
seeing his older brother tensing and hovering on the edge, and then to stop
and make him wait.

At one of those waiting times, he said "Roll over on your stomach, Jack,
and then push your knees to get your butt up.  I want to check out your
hole."

"Why?" Jack groaned, so close to cuming he could hardly think.

"Just do it, Jack."

His dick engorged and throbbing, Jack reluctantly turned over, using his
knees to push his butt high.

"Now reach back with both hands and spread those cheeks for me, Jack."
Jack winced from the effort.

"Good."  Grady looked with pleasure on what he saw.  The butt was still
mildly pink from his father's beating, but the hole looked red and sore.

"I did a good job on that hole, if I do say so myself."

"How'd you get so good?"  Jack asked, mainly to taker his mind off how
close to orgasm he had been, and how frustrating it was to stop at this
point.

"I've been practicing.  In fact the last time Matt wanted to blow me, I
told him he could if he was willing to run naked around the vacant lot for
three minutes while I chased him and popped him with the rope."

"Three minutes isn't long" Jack moaned, still coming down from the edge.

Grady giggled.  "I told him he couldn't cover his butt, and that if he did,
we'd have to start the count all over."  He giggled some more, reliving
those moments in the field with Matt.  The naked butt getting welts all
over it, the squeals each time the knot hit the white cheeks, and the
knowledge that Matt's dick was flapping wildly as they ran.

From where his head was buried on the pillow, Jack asked "So he kept trying
to cover his ass?"

"Right!  I think it ended up being about 15 minutes.  I don't think anybody
went by during that time so he was safe from exposure."  After another
laugh, he added "I may have manipulated the count a little.  But I didn't
want to stop too soon – I was having the time of my life.  Now let me
look at that butt of yours.  Brace yourself Jack, because I'm sure it'll
hurt when I touch it."

Grady's right hand was on Jack's crack.  His left reached through his legs
and grabbed his erection to hold him in place.  At least Jack figured that
was the reason.  Grady sucked on two fingers, then lightly touched the
hole.  Jack winced.

"Man up, Jack.  This won't kill you.  I just want to check it out."

Taking a really firm grip on Jack's throttle, he pushed one finger through
the hole.  Jack nearly came alive.

"Be calm, Jack.  This'll be over in a minute" he said as he gave a few
comforting strokes to Jack's throttle.  He moved the finger in to the
second joint. He liked the way it felt warm and moist in there.  He pushed
further until he was at the knuckle.  Jack was gasping.  He calmed Jack
with a few more well placed strokes.

"Just stay calm.  I need to check something in there."  The finger probed
and Jack gasped.  Grady used his other hand to touch the tip of the
throttle.  It was moist as always.  Grady nodded to himself.

"Jack you might want to buy some lube.  My finger will go in a lot easier
if we use lube and not spit."  He touched the piss slit again and he felt
Jack's erection vibrate.

"For now I'll moisten my finger with your precum.  Just keep a tight hold
on yourself so you don't shoot while I gather it.  When you're about to
shoot, let me know so I can get that jock on it to catch the cum."

"For Matt?" Jack gasped, holding on the edge as best he could.

"Right."  But now it was two fingers he was sliding over the tip, holding
the erection by the base.  "You've gotten so you respond to my hand right
away.  I want your butt to respond to me the way your dick does."

Jack didn't like that, but couldn't think about it because he was so close
to cuming.  He hadn't realized how much his brother's finger in his hole
had turned him on.  Now he felt a finger back there about to go in again.
He didn't need to make a face for the camera any more, this was honestly
painful.  The hand on his erection calmed him as it slid up to the head,
and then paused there.

Grady waited at Jack's hole, then took one finger and put a second on top
but slightly back.  That way the initial entry would feel like just one
finger until it slid in a little and the second one started up the shoot
too.  Grady grinned.  This was more fun that he had ever imagined.

"Take it like a man, Jack" he said as he jammed both fingers in.

Jack convulsed with the pain, but fortunately he didn't make enough noise
for their father to have heard.  Grady felt the butt muscles begin to
contract, so he slid a little back and forth rocking his way inside.  He
liked the way the muscles where gripping his fingers like they didn't want
to let go.  He picked up sped with this finger fucking of his brother.
This was great!

Suddenly he was aware of Jack warning "I'm going to cum! I can't hold it
back any more."

Quick as a flash Grady grabbed the jockstrap and held it firmly over the
exploding head, while with his other hand the fingers jammed their way in
and out of Jack's hole like a train on a collision course.

When it was over, he reluctantly pulled his fingers out, wiping them on
Jack's bed while he removed the now soaked jock.  Looking at it he said
"Well, that's not as much as you usually do, but considering Matt blew you
just a few hours ago, I'd say it's good enough.  In the future I can use
this as a model for how much less cum you make if you've broken our rule
and jacked off.  So don't try to sneak around me any more."

Jack was glad Grady didn't know he had been blown by Bozart that morning
and shot a load at Zack's that afternoon.

But now he lay there, his rectum sore and aching.  His penis was painfully
deflating.  The old dry stiff jockstrap had been rough on its head as Grady
twisted it. The cum now had made it soggy, but that was no comfort to Jack.
He knew it would be hard to get to sleep with a sore dick and a sore butt
hole.

Grady put the soggy jock in the plastic bag and sealed it up.  Patting it
with a sense of accomplishment, he went to his room.  Tomorrow the next
part of his plan would be put in place.


Across the vacant lot and in his bedroom, Matt had just finished jacking
off for the third time since supper.  He couldn't believe how horny he was.
Jacking off only gave him temporary relief, because a few minutes later he
was playing with it again.  He figured maybe it was caused by being shaved,
and how it made his dick look, or maybe it was reliving the experience of
sucking Jack off.  He decided it was probably both.

He had printed copies of the pictures he took, to take to Perkins.  That
ought to take care of things, but he dreaded most his PE period tomorrow.
Dressing out could be sneaky, but mandatory showers after practice would
mean the whole class would get to see he was shaved.  He had a good body
and a good dick, but his hair was what he was proudest of.  His crotch was
a wild field of black – until this afternoon.  Now he would look naked.
He would be laughed at.  Guys would probably think it was an invitation to
do whatever they wanted to with him.  He had a sinking feeling in his
stomach...and suddenly he wasn't horny any more.  He sighed and rolled
over.


When Jack woke up the next morning, he gingerly reached back and felt his
hole.  It wasn't sore...at least until he pushed a finger against it.  That
would mean the plug would hurt going in.

He decided he wouldn't wear his briefs at all this morning.  He pushed them
in his right hand pocket.  It was pointless to wear them to school and then
right away run in the bathroom and take them off.  Going commando was
getting to feel natural to him – except when he started getting hard.

He had checked the camera and hidden it away.  The pics weren't really very
good.  He decided to put it in a different place tonight.  When he had to
get in that position for Grady to finger his hole, the camera only caught
Grady's back.

He pushed the butt plug in place.  His ass muscles gripped it and he felt
suddenly very full down there. But his prostate got the message and
suddenly he felt really good.

Matt and Grady got to the bus stop before him.  Grady used the time to put
the second part of his plan into place.

"Matt, have you got an old jock strap a home that you don't use any more?"

"I have one that's too small."  He smiled.  "You might say I outgrew it."

Grady ignored the implied bragging.  "Here is a plastic zip bag.  When we
get home from school, go to your house and get that strap and jack off in
it.  Then right away seal it up in this bag.  After that, come on over.
I've got something you're really going to enjoy."

Matt's eyes got eager. "Will it involve getting Jack?"

"Yes," and he paused, picking his words carefully, "I'd say you definitely
would be getting Jack, one way or another."

That was the moment Jack arrived, just as the bus pulled up.  Jack was
conscious the butt plug was sending his prostate some nice messages, but he
wasn't hard yet.  He was hanging soft but long, but he didn't realize he
had started to drip.

The other two got on the bus ahead of him.  He was looking toward the back
to see where Zack was sitting, so he didn't notice Bozart watching him.

Bozart still remembered giving Jack the blow job yesterday, and he saw
something white poking out of the right hand pocket of Jack's jeans.  As
Jack went by he made a grab for them.  A white brief came out in is hand.

"Hey, tight little briefs, Jack.  Going commando today too?"  He raised his
hand and dangled them high so everybody could see.

Mr. Johnson pulled on the breaks and stood up.

"What's going on back there?"

"Nothing, sir.  Cooper just lost his underwear. I'm returning it to him."

Johnson seemed satisfied and put the bus in gear.

Jack made a grab for the briefs just as Mr. Johnson called back for
everybody to sit down.

Bozart relinquished them, but not before noticing the wet spot in his
jeans.  "Better put them back on.  You're getting wet down there."  With
that he gave a poke that made Jack's dick react and drip a little more.
Bozart laughed.

Jack went to the back and sat down, stuffing the underwear in his pocket
again.  Students of both sexes grinned and snickered at him.  To them he
was sure he had become a figure to make fun of, almost like their
plaything.  He shuddered at the thought.

Matt saw that and wondered if that would be his fate today in PE.  He had
never really been bullied, but his bare crotch might be the thing to send
boys his age into bullying him.  He hoped not.  Jack at least had Perkins
to stand up for him.  He wasn't sure if it came to that whether he'd have
anybody.

When they got off the bus, Perkins was standing there waiting for the
pictures Matt was required to bring.  He had them in a folder, and as he
gave them to Perkins, he saw Brian Potts among those crowded around.  Brian
wasn't normally around when they got off the bus.  He wondered what that
was about.

Jack wondered too.  Potts was telling his big brother something that made
both of them laugh.  He wondered if it was the incident with his underwear
on the bus.  Would Potts have sent Brian a text to meet him for some news?
He could handle Brian by himself if there was something coming his way, but
Brian was buddies with two other guys who were bad news.  For the first
time since going commando, Jack realized if he got pantsed he'd be naked
there.  Before now all he had worried about was getting an erection with
nothing to restrain it.

He had stopped to watch the two brothers as students pushed passed him to
get into the building.  He didn't see Bozart until he was right beside him.

"Gotcha!" Bozart said, reaching down and grabbing Jack's dick through his
pants.

Jack bent double and several students beside them laughed.  Before he could
push Bozart away, he grabbed him there again, and this time he held on.

"He's getting hard!" Bozart cried out, loud enough that a number of people
turned and looked, grins and surprise on their faces.

Brian saw it too.  He started coming their way.  At the same time that Jack
tried to pull free of Bozart's grasp, he reached into Jack's pocket and
snatched the briefs again.  Holding them high and swinging them in the air
with his other hand, he gave them a toss.  Jack looked up in alarm as they
went high, and people turned to look and cheer.  As they came down, a hand
reached out and grabbed them.  Jack was trying to get Bozart's hand off his
crotch so he couldn't see right away who had them.  Then he broke free and
twisted around.  Now he saw who had them.  It was Brian.

Realizing this might be trouble, he looked around for Perkins.  Neither
Perkins nor Matt were anywhere in sight.  Then he saw Brian crooking his
finger and wagging it at him.  The crowd was thinning out.  He didn't want
to go over.

Then he saw his two buddies, his henchmen, joining him.  Knowing it was
better to face this now than run, he reluctantly started over.

			     (End of Part Ten)

Comments and feedback are always welcome.  Thanks this week to Larry, Joel,
and Billy.  I wish them and you a Happy New Year. - Trent