Ben part 6 married with kids by Bald K

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Just over ten years have passed since Ben spent time in the young person prison. Now aged thirty and happily married to Tracy and proud parents to nine-year-old twin boys names Ivan and Nathan, Ben was preparing to say goodbye to his grandfather just a year after his gran had died.
Ben heard his phone beep saying he had got a message. Ben checked the message and saw it was from his brother saying that he had arrived at the hotel with his boyfriend Paul and would like to meet up for a couple of beers.
"Is it alright if I go and see Jake and his boyfriend for a couple of beers?" Ben asked Tracy.
"Of course it is, you have not seen him for over six months, and I can look after the boys," Tracy replied.
Ben slipped his shoes on and tied them before sending a message to his brother that he would see them in five minutes in the pub. Arriving at the pub where Jake and Paul were staying, Ben walked over to the table where they were sitting.
"Hey bro, been a while," Ben said as he sat down.
"Too long bro, a pint of the golden goose is it?" Jake replied.
"Yeah please mate," Ben said. "How are you, Paul?"
"Doing ok thanks, Ben, the business we have set up is doing fine, how about yours?" Paul replied.
"Just secured a contract to paint and decorate a seven-storey office block, so that is a bit of money in the bank," Ben told Paul.
"Good for you bro," Jake said as he put a pint in front of Ben. "How are mum and dad?"
"Dad is still the obnoxious religious idiot and does not accept the boys even as me and Tracy were not married before they were born," Ben sighed. "Mum is just mum. She tries to see the boys when she can."
"Yeah dad will still not accept me living with another man either," Jake told Ben. "I talk to mum when I can like you do."
"I wish dad would accept that this is not f***ing Victorian England but the twenty-first century," Ben said as he took a mouthful of beer.
"He takes after his dad for that," Jake told Ben. "I am not looking forward to the reading of the will after the funeral tomorrow."
"He seems to think that it will all to mum, including the business I have built up," Ben sighed. "He wants me to buy the business, so they have more money, and then they move into the house."
"Just wait and see what happens both of you," Paul said. "You never know what is in that will until it is revealed tomorrow."
"True," Jake said. "Oh is it ok if Tracy gives Paul and me a trim up before the funeral?"
"Why don’t you submit to the clippers bro? your hairline has receded so far back?" Ben laughed.
"I keep telling him that, Ben, but he is too obstinate to accept he is going bald just like your grandad did," Paul told Ben.
"It’s ok for you, bro. You are still a skinhead so you cannot tell if you are going bald," Jake sighed.
"Oh my hair is receding just like yours is mate," Ben told Jake. "But being a skinhead and shaving it daily I don't notice it is going."
"Another pint?" Paul asked Ben. "Then me and Jake are going to get something to eat."
"Another pint of the goose will be fine," Ben replied. "You know I am delighted that you came out as gay bro, really proud."
"Thanks, bro, and you helped me out when I lost my job at the bank and set up with Paul," Jake told Ben.
"You worked for grandad while you completed your accountancy exams," Ben said as Paul walked back over with the drinks.

Ben parked his car in the solicitor's car park and saw that Jake was already there along with his parents and his aunt. Ben got out of the car and walked over to Jake before stepping into the reception area of the solicitor’s office and sat down. Ben sighed as his parents blanked both himself and Jake by sitting the other side of the waiting room.
"If you would like to come in please," The solicitor said as he opened a door.
Ben and Jake followed their parents and aunt into a room with a large oval table in the centre with chairs around it. Ben sat down next to Jake as the solicitor got out a folder and took Ben’s grandfathers will out of it and broke the seal on it.
"We are here today ladies and gentlemen for the reading of the last will of Micheal Benjamin Last," the solicitor said.
"Just get on with it," Malcolm told the solicitor.
"I Micheal Benjamin Last being of sound mind have decreed that upon my death that my grandson, Benjamin Aaron Last shall inherit the business that I set up and Benjamin has expanded expertly." The solicitor told the family. "The house will be sold and will be split equally between my daughters, Caroline and Sandra, and my two grandsons, Benjamin and Jake. My two great-grandsons will have their share placed in a trust which shall mature when they reach the age of twenty-one."
"So the arse licking thug gets the majority share of the estate!" Malcolm shouted out. "While we get a few thousand each!"
"That is the wish of the deceased," the solicitor told Malcolm. "He has also given Benjamin a power of attorney."
"I hope you are satisfied you shaven headed tattooed thug!" Malcolm shouted at Ben. "Come on Caroline let’s get out of here."
Ben and Jake looked as their mother walked out of the room with their father.
"I am sorry about how my father reacted sir," Ben said to the solicitor.
"It is understandable, Ben," The solicitor replied. And you have nothing to feel guilty about."
"I know, but we have to face him at the funeral this afternoon," Ben sighed as he stood up and left the room with Jake. "Sorry you did not get more out of this bro," Ben told Jake.
"I got more than I thought I would mate," Jake replied. "House is worth at least four hundred grand, so that is at least sixty grand in my pocket."
"Yeah, but I get that on top of the business that is worth at least another fifty grand," Ben sighed.
"Look, bro, you have worked hard to get that business where it is now, and you have put a lot of your own money into it," Jake replied. "Let’s get the funeral out of the way, and we can enjoy a few beers over the weekend."
"I am sure Ivan and Jake would love to spend some time with you as well," Ben told Jake.
"Yeah, I would love to spend time with them as well," Jake replied as they walked back to their cars. "Will Tracy have time to do me and Paul’s haircuts before the funeral?"
"She is expecting you, bro, so come on over now," Ben replied.
Jake and Paul followed Ben back to his house and walked in to see that Tracy had set up her hairdressing tools in the kitchen.
"Wow, Jake, your hairline has receded bad," Tracy said as she saw Jake.
"Yeah, I know, Paul has been on at me to shave it off," Jake replied. "What do you think?"
"I think you would suit the bald head just like your brother if you want to try it," Tracy told Jake.
Jake paused for a moment and looked at Paul before walking over and sitting down on the chair.
"Go on then, make me a baldie like my brother," Jake told Tracy.
Tracy wrapped the cape around Jake’s neck and picked up the balding clippers and flicked the switch. Tracy gently pushed Jakes head forward and ran the clippers up the back of Jakes head depositing just over an inch of hair into the cape. Tracy ran the clippers over the rest of his head before spreading a thick layer of hot shaving cream over Jake’s head before picking up a straight razor and put a fresh blade in it before carefully shaving Jake’s head smooth.
"Now that bald head makes you look even sexier lover boy," Paul said as he walked over and kissed Jake on the cheek before rubbing Jake’s bald head.
"It feels weird not having any hair on my head," Jake replied as he felt his bald head. "My dad will hate it."
"Go and have a look in the mirror," Tracy told Jake as she removed the cape. "Your next Paul, how do you want your haircut?"
"My usual shaved head please," Paul replied as he sat down.
"Oh wow I did not think I would ever say this, but I like the bald look. Jake said as he walked back into the kitchen.
"Pity you did not do it before," Paul told Jake as Tracy started to shave the back of his head
"Yeah, I guess we are bald lovers," Jake laughed.

With the funeral over, Ben and Tracy made their way home and saw Ivan and Nathan playing on the PlayStation with Tracy’s mum watching the television with a cup of tea next to her.
"How did the funeral go?" Tracy’s mum asked as she saw Ben and Tracy.
"It went ok thanks, mum," Tracy replied.
"It is a pity my dad will not accept the wishes of my grandad," Ben sighed.
"Don’t let it get you down," Tracy said to Ben.
"Oh Ivan and Nathan want to ask you something," Tracy’s mum told Ben and Tracy as the boys walked into the room.
"Your gran said you have something to ask us," Ben said to the boys.
"You tell them," Ivan said to Nathan.
"You know school finished for summer today," Nathan said to Ben and Tracy.
"Yes, you now have six weeks holiday and, we are going to Majorca in a week," Ben replied.
"Well, me and Ben want to go with a skinhead haircut if you will let us," Nathan said.
"What a grade four crop?" Tracy inquired.
"Nah, a proper skinhead like dad has, grade zero or even shaved," Ivan replied. "Boots and braces as well."
"Wow, my boys as skinheads," Ben said. "You both want to lose your blonde curls?"
"Please, Dad, can we please, mum?" Nathan replied. "I know we will have to grow it out for school after we have it done."
"If that is what you both want, I can see no problem with it," Ben told the boys. "How do you feel about it, love?"
"If they want it done then they can have it done," Tracy told Ben. "May as well do it now."
"Yes, I am going to be a skinhead like my dad," Nathan said with a massive grin on his face.
"Told you they would let us go skinhead for summer if we asked," Ivan told Nathan. "I am going to lose my hair first."
"I want to get my head shaved first," Nathan said to Ivan.
"Look to stop the argument I will take you to the barber's shop in town tomorrow that way you both get done at the same time," Ben told the boys. "You can get it done before we meet Jake."
"Nah, I want it done now so I will go second," Nathan said to Ben.
"Look, why don’t we toss a coin to see who goes first?" Tracy suggested. "Ivan if it is heads and Nathan if it is tails."
"Yeah ok I am up for that," Nathan replied.
"Yea, do it that way." Ivan agreed.
Ben got a coin out of his pocket and showed it to the boys before flicking it in the air and let it land on the carpet.
"Heads it is so Ivan you get your skinhead crop first," Ben said as he picked up the coin.
"Yes," Ivan said with a grin on his face. "Don’t worry bro, and you will be a skinhead soon after me."
"Come on then boys lets go into the kitchen and get your haircut," Ben told the boys. "You ok having a couple of skinhead grandsons Cath?"
"It is okay, they told me on the way home from school they wanted it done," Cath told Ben.
Ben followed Ivan and Nathan into the kitchen and watched as the boys sat down on chairs as Tracy took the clippers and a barber cape out of a drawer. Tracy plugged the clippers in and picked up the cape from the table and motioned to Ivan to walk over.
"Do it like we are in the barbers mum," Nathan laughed as Ivan sat on the stool.
"How does the boy want his haircut sir?" Tracy said to Ben, playing along with the joke.
"He wants a grade zero skinhead," Ben replied with a grin on his face. "So does his brother."
"Are you sure you want to lose the blonde curls, young man?" Tracy said to Ivan. "I cannot put the hair back on after I cut it off."
"Just do it," Ivan told his mum.
Tracy picked up the clippers and comb and ran the comb through Ivan’s blond curls before flicking the switch on the clippers.
"Here we go," Ivan thought to himself. "Soon be a skinhead boy."
Tracy lifted the blond curly hair at the back of Ivan’s head with the comb and placed the clippers at the nape of the neck and ran the clippers up the back of Ivan’s head, deposting a load of blond curly hair into the cape.
"Soon be a skinhead bro!" Nathan shouted out as he watched the hair fall into the cape and put his thumbs up.
Ivan grinned at his brother as another pile of blond hair fell into the cape as Tracy continued to shave the hair off Ivan’s head.
"Hey Ivan does have ears," Ben laughed as Tracy shaved the right side of Ivan’s head.
"Very funny," Ivan replied, laughing.
Tracy shaved the right side of Ivan’s head before shaving the top so with his blonde hair Ivan now looked bald. Tracy tidied up around Ivan’s ears and the back of his neck before witching the clippers off and removed the cape.
"Wow, I love how this feels!" Ivan exclaimed as he rubbed his newly shorn head. "Just look at all that hair I had a few minuted ago."
"Looks good on you bro, but no looking at it until I am a skinhead like you," Nathan told Ivan as Ivan walked over to where Nathan was sitting.
"I believe you are next young man," Tracy said as she looked at Nathan.
"Yeah, I am I guess," Nathan replied as he made his way over to the stool and sat down. "Can you give me a Mohawk before the skinhead please."
"Why didn’t I think of that," Ivan sighed as Tracy caped Nathan up.
"Take some pictures of me with the Mohawk please dad," Nathan said as Tracy ran the comb through Nathan's hair.
Tracy ran the clippers up the right side of Nathan’s head to the parting and flicked the first of his hair off the clippers into the cape.
"How wide do you want the Mohawk?" Tracy asked Nathan.
"Leave a strip of hair about an inch wide," Nathan replied,
Tracy worked on the left side and the back of Nathan’s hair before working on the front to leave a strip of blond hair down the centre of Nathan’s head.
"Take some pictures please dad," Nathan said as Tracy gelled the hair into three-inch spikes.
"My punk brother, wish I had asked for that before," Ivan said to Nathan as Ben took some pictures on his phone.
"Ready to lose the hawk then?" Tracy asked Nathan.
"Yeah, time to go skinhead like Ivan," Ben replied.
Tracy picked up the clippers again and after a couple of minutes, switched them off and placed them on the table before removing the cape.
"Skinhead brothers!" Nathan shouted out as he stood up and rubbed his head.
"You both look good with that haircut," ben told the boys. "Guess you want to see how you look like skinheads."
Ivan and Nathan walked into the lounge where Cath was sitting and looked in the mirror at their freshly shorn heads.
"Yeah, I love it," Nathan said. "You like it, bro?"
"Yeah, I love it as well, man," Ivan replied. "Pity school rules forbid anything radical like this."
"Let’s get a photo of the three skinheads," Tracy said as she got her phone out of her handbag.
Ben and the boys sat on the sofa with Ben in the middle with his arms rounds the twins as Tracy took some photos.
"What do you think of your skinhead grandsons?" Ben asked Cath.
"They will look better when they have the boots and braces," Cath replied. "Let me buy the boots for them. I will take them into town tomorrow before we meet Jake for lunch."
"Thanks, gran, you are the best," Nathan said as he kissed Cath on the cheek.
"Anything for my boys," Cath replied. "Now I must get going as I have a shift in the pub to do."
"I will drop the boys off on my way to the salon," Tracy told Cath. "I have a couple of appointments in the morning."
"I am sure your uncle Andrew will sort out a discount in the shop he runs," Cath told the boys.
"How is oi skinhead!" going?" Ben asked Cath.
"Andrew is doing most of his business with online orders, but the shop is running ok," Cath replied. "But he is going through rough time with Denise."
"We must go out for a beer soon, but Denise is the boss of the house," Ben sighed.
"Well I will see you boys tomorrow," Cath said as she put her coat on and walked out to her car.

The next morning Ben was in the bathroom, shaving his head as usual when Ivan and Nathan walked in and looked at him.
"How are my skinhead boys?" Ben inquired.
"Dad, how does it feel to have no hair on your head?" Nathan asked his dad.
"It felt weird the first time I had it done, but I got used to it," Ben replied.
"Can we have our heads shaved completely free of hair please dad," Ivan said.
"Are you both sure?" Ben asked the boys.
"Yeah, dad, it is not like we have much hair on our heads now since we got done with the balding clippers yesterday," Ivan replied.
"We know we have to grow it out after our week away, and it would be great to feel the sun on bald heads," Nathan told his dad.
"If that is what you both want the ok I will do it for you," Ben sighed. "Nathan, you are first."
"Yes!" Ivan and Nathan shouted out at the same time.
Ben changed the blade in his razor and spread a thick layer of shaving gel on both Ivan’s and Nathan’s head and waited a few minutes. Nathan sat on the stool that Ben had got from the kitchen and watched as Ben started to shave his head smooth.
"Oh wow, what a feeling this is mate," Nathan told Ivan as he felt the razor scrape away his remaining hair.
"I cannot wait to be bald brothers," Ivan replied as he watched his brother getting shaved.
After about fifteen minutes, Ben wiped the excess gel off Ivan’s head, and the three of them walked into the kitchen where Tracy was preparing the breakfast.
"Hey mum we got dad to go over our heads with the razor," Nathan said as he sat down.
"You wanted that done yesterday, and I could tell," Tracy replied. "I guess that is staying like that for our holiday."
"They will be growing it out after the holiday," Ben told Tracy. "Now eat your breakfast so you can get to your grans."
Ivan and Nathan quickly ate their cornflakes and drank the fruit juice before putting their shoes on and got in the car with Tracy.

Arriving at cath’s home, Ivan and Nathan got out of the car and rang the bell. After a few seconds, the door opened, and Cath walked out and over to the car.
"We will see you about one for lunch at the crown pub, and I guess they will be wearing the boots," Cath told Tracy.
"Have you noticed that they have no hair at all?" Tracy said to her mum.
"Reading the paper this morning it looks like the trend is for boys and young men to have skinhead crops," Cath replied. "I must admit they look better with the bald look than the curls they had."
"Yeah, well, that was me as I did not want them to have short hair."
"Well I am glad you let them do it," Cath said. "See you later."
Cath watched as Tracy drove off before walking back into the house and closing the door.
"So how are my bald boys today then?" Cath asked as she sat down.
"Yeah we are good thanks gran, so when do we get our boots?" Nathan replied.
"We will get the bus into town so I can enjoy a couple of drinks with my lunch in about thirty minutes," Cath told Nathan.
"Can we call in and see Tay?" Ivan inquired. "I bet he will love seeing us bald."
"Of course we can," Cath replied.
"You want him to pierce our ears don’t you," Nathan whispered in Ivan’s ear.
"Want the full look, don’t we," Ivan whispered back.
"Message him to tell him we will call in and see him about midday," Nathan told Ivan.
"Who are you messaging?" Cath asked Ivan.
"Tay, I am saying we will call in about midday," Ivan replied.
"That is ok then," Cath said as she picked up the newspaper.

Cath thanked the driver as she got off the bus with Ivan and Nathan and made their way to oi skinhead! The shop that Andrew owned and walked in.
"So my nephews are now skinheads," Andrew said as he saw them walk in.
"Yeah, and we want the boots and stuff to complete the look please," Nathan replied.
"It is becoming the in look for the summer I have had quite a few online orders lately, but I have the gear you both need," Andrew said as he walked over and selected some white polo shirts with red trim for them. "Are you both size five for the cherry doc boots?"
"Yes we are," Ivan said. "With yellow laces."
"And I guess you want the bleached jeans and some braces," Andrew said as he walked out of the stock room with the boots.
"We want the full on hard boy skinhead look," Nathan told Andrew.
"Two nine-year-old boys thinking they are hard skinhead boys," Andrew laughed as he got the jeans and braces for them.
"Yeah well we can wish," Ivan replied as Andrew handed over the jeans and braces and Ivan and Nathan walked into the changing rooms.
"After a few minutes, Ivan and Nathan walked out of the changing rooms in their skinhead gear with massive smiles on their faces.
"You look the part now," Cath said as she saw them. "Proper skinheads."
"You will need new clothes every year if you stay as skinheads in the summer," Andrew told them. "Don’t worry, and I can sort you out with a discount."
"Well I like the look, so I intend to stay skinhead in the summers," Nathan replied.
"Me too," Ivan said.
"Right go and sort yourselves another couple of polo shirts while I pay Andrew," Cath told the boys.
Ivan and Nathan sorted themselves a couple more polo shirts and took them over to the counter. Andrew put the shirts in the bags and handed the bags to the boys.
"I am guessing you wanted to keep the new stuff on," Andrew said to Ivan and Nathan.
"Yeah, of course, we do," Nathan replied. "Come on we are seeing Tay in five minutes."
"See you later," Ivan said as they walked out of the shop. "Feel that lovely sun on our bald heads, bro," Ivan said as he felt the sun on his head.
"Feels good," Nathan replied as they made their way to the zone tattoo studio which Tay owned.
As they approached Tay’s studio, they saw him standing outside with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at them in amazement as he saw them walking towards him.
"F***ing hell, Benny boy got his boys to go bald!" Tay exclaimed.
"We asked our mum and dad if we could get a skinhead," Nathan told Tay.
"All we need now is a ring in the ear," Ivan said.
"What do you want. A gold stud or small ring?" Tay asked the boys.
"A small gold ring I guess, just to get started," Ivan replied.
"Is that ok with you?" Tay asked Cath.
"I am sure Ben and Tracy will not mind," Cath told Tay.
"Come on then, let us get it done," Tay said as he stubbed his cigarette out and opened the door to his studio.
"Karen, can you sort these two boys out with two mill gold rings please and charge them staff rate," Tay said to a young girl behind the counter.
"No problem, this way, boys," Karen replied.
Ivan and Nathan followed Karen into a small room, and Ivan sat on the stool that Karen had pointed to.
"First piercing?" Karen inquired.
"Yes, so we can have the full skinhead look," Ivan replied as he watched Karen remove the piercing needle from the protective wrapping.
"You will feel slight pain and feel like I am pushing against your earlobe," Karen told Ivan as she wiped Ivan’s earlobe with a swab.
Ivan flinched slightly as Karen pushed the needle through Ivan’s earlobe and threaded the gold ring through his earlobe before securing it. Ivan stood up and swapped places with Nathan. Karen pierced Nathan's ear. Nathan stood up and walked over to his brother and then looked in the mirror at the piercing they had got.
"Yesterday we had girly blond curls, and now we are shaven-headed skinheads with a gold ring in the ear," Nathan said as he looked at his reflection.
"Yeah, don’t we look f***ing different," Ivan replied as they walked back out to the reception area where Cath was waiting for them.
"Those rings are a bit bigger than I expected, but you look like proper skinheads now," Cath said as she saw them.
"With staff rates that will be fifteen pounds please," Karen told Cath.
Cath paid Karen and walked out of the studio with Ivan and Nathan and started to walk to the crown pub for lunch.

"Wow! My boys are proper skinheads now!" Ben exclaimed as he saw Ivan and Nathan walk in with Cath.
"I hope it was ok letting Tay’s fiancé do the piercings," Cath said to Ben.
"It’s fine, and thanks for kitting them out," Ben told Cath. "Jake and Paul are already inside we are just waiting for Tracy now, in fact here she comes."
"My boys are proper skinheads then, but why the earring?" Tracy said as she walked up to them.
"Come on. Love. They wanted it done, and they can remove them for when they go back to school," Cath told Tracy.
"I guess so," Tracy sighed. "Let’s get inside."
Walking into the pub Ben and the rest of them walked over to the table where Jake and Paul were sitting and sat down.
"So my nephews are skinheads, you kept that from me," Jake said as he saw Ivan and Nathan.
"They had the haircut yesterday when we got back from the funeral, and Cath got them kitted out this morning," Ben told Jake.
"Like father, like son," Jake laughed as a young girl walked over to take a drinks order.
"Just an orange juice for me as I have to work again this afternoon," Tacy told the young girl. "Vicky called in sick, so we had to rearrange her appointments."
"Well, don’t be too late as Tay and Karen are coming over with young Marcus for a Chinese meal," Ben said to Tracy.
"I should be home by seven at the latest," Tracy replied.
"So how do my nephews like being skinheads?" Jake asked Ivan and Nathan.
"I love it, and I wish I could stay a skinhead for school," Nathan told Jake.
"Yeah, I loved the feeling of the razor scraping away what little hair I had left this morning," Ivan said.
"When I looked in the mirror after getting the ear pierced that is when I thought yeah I am a proper skinhead now," Natan continued. "When I can, I want to get a ladder of five steel rings like my dad had and some tattoos."
"By that time you will have grown up and probably changed your mind," Ben told Nathan.
"How about you, Ivan? Do you want the same as Nathan?" Jake inquired.
"No, I will just keep to the one earring, and I have no intention of getting any tattoos’" Ivan told Jake.
"Wimp," Nathan grinned as he gave Ivan a friendly punch on the arm.
"Ahh here comes the food," Jake said as the food arrived.
Jake and the rest ate the food and enjoyed a couple more drinks before they left the pub.
"See you soon, Jake, and let me know when you and Paul are getting the knot tied," Ben told Jake.
"I will, and me and Paul are coming down for Christmas, but I guess mum and dad will not be there," Jake replied. "OI skinheads come here for a minute!" Jake shouted at Ivan and Nathan.
Ivan and Nathan walked over to Jake as Jake got his wallet out.
"Spend it wisely, don’t waste it, skinheads," Jake said as he gave them forty-pounds each.
"Oh, wow! Thanks, Uncle Jake!" Nathan said as he gave the money to his dad.
"Thanks," Ivan said as he put the money in his pocket.
"See you soon, bro," Ben said as he hugged Jake.
"Yeah, you can always come and visit us, you know we have plenty of room for you to stay," Jake told Ben.
"Maybe when I am less busy at work," Ben replied.
"Send the boys up for a week after your holiday, and I can take some time off as we run our own business," Jake suggested. "I miss seeing them grow up."
"We will sort something when we get back then, I promise," Ben replied.
"See you, skinheads, soon!" Jake shouted out as he walked off with Paul.
"Let’s get you, boys, home," Ben said as they walked towards the bus stop with Cath.

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