After coming in and brushing off any leavings from their farm work, the boys grabbed their lunch bags and headed japanese out to catch the school bus, which had a very impatient driver that wouldn’t wait for them, if they weren’t right on the side of the road, ready to board. They got on to the bus and took a seat together, because none of the other students would sit with them because of the farm smells that they brought with them. Arl and Bla just ignored them and waited patiently to get to school. When they got to the school parking lot, two sixth graders were waiting for them as they got off the bus. Arl was a second grader at the time and Bla was in the first grade, but because of their sizes, they were targets for the older boys who wanted to pad their reputations. But, most kids knew better than to Toys challenge the Bash Brothers as they were already known. Because despite their ages and sizes, they were ‘rough-housers’ for sure. The bus driver and the other kids decided to wait and watch the fun. They knew how it was likely to unfold. The older boys got in a couple of licks and expected the younger boys to cry and run away. But, instead Arl and Bla got them on the ground and bloodied them up real good. The monitors came along and blamed the young boys, of course. But, the driver stood up for them and said that the older boys definitely started it without any provocation by the young boys. So, the monitor took the older boys by the ears and waltzed them off to the detention office. Arl and Bla moved to the boy’s bathroom to try to recover at least some of the basic mode of dress that they had gotten off of the bus with. At lunch; which was very good in their bags, since farm folk usually eat very well, the brothers were silent in the face of fellow students congratulating them on their success with the older boys. They knew that the others were just crowing at the display that they had made for them. They didn’t care about them at all. But, a couple of the girls decided to sit with them, and they were always courteous to girls. There was still more than an half an hour after eating for playing out in the recess area, and a game of football was in progress. One of the things that the other students always did was let gangbang the brothers play in their games. The two boys were very adept at the game in the tackling and running, but always insisted on playing on the same side. The rest of the school day whizzed by and they were ready to ride the bus home, to more turmoil there as soon as their dad arrived from work. First they got a piece of pie and then ran out to start on the garden It was about a quarter acre in area and was key to the canning that would occur in the fall asian to feed them through the winter. It was back-breaking work even for a grown-up, since it was all hoe and rake gardening. No use spoiling the fetish boys by getting them some real equipment, Dad reasoned. 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