Louis and his bully boy cousin part 2 by Bald K

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“Oi, skinhead, wake up!" Scott shouted at Louis. “Time to make your f***ing head smooth again!"
“But I don’t want to have it shaved again," Louis replied as he rubbed his eyes.
“While you live with me, you will do what I f***ing want you to do," Scott told Louis. “Got to put some surgical spirit on you piercing as well."
Louis slowly got out of bed and saw his reflection in the mirror. Louis sighed as he saw his bald head and the small flesh tunnel in his left ear.
“Bathroom, now!" Scott shouted at Louis. “Don’t bother getting dressed."
Louis made his way across the landing and into the bathroom. Louis saw a razor and a can of shaving gel by the sink.
“Sit!" Scott said to Louis as he pointed at a stool.
Without saying a word, Louis sat on the stool and looked in the mirror as Scott soaked a flannel in hot water and wrapped it around Louis’ head. After a few minutes, Scott removed the flannel, squirted some shaving gel on Louis’ head, and worked it into a good lather.
“You look so good as a skinhead, don’t you think so?" Scott asked Louis as Scott picked up the razor.
“I hate it. As soon as I back home, I am going to grow it out and have a ponytail," Louis replied.
“You will have a long wait then," Scott laughed. “Your dad phoned last night and told my parents that he will be out there at least six months."
“You are lying," Louis replied as he wiped a tear away from his eye.
“Wait until my parents get home and see what you have done to yourself," Scott grinned.
“What if I tell them you forced me to do it?" Louis said to Scott.
“I would not recommend that," Scott threatened Louis. “I dread to think what your next modification would be."
Louis sighed and watched as Scott removed what slight stubble had grown on Louis’ head.
“There we go, same time tomorrow I will teach you how to shave your head," Scott told Louis. “By the time you go home, you will want to remain bald."
“In your dreams," Louis replied.
“For that, you can get your jacket. We are off to see Jodie again," Scott told Louis.
“I am sorry, I did not mean that," Louis cried.
“I said get your f***ing jacket!" Scott shouted at Louis as he punched Louis in the gut.
Louis gasped for breath as he went into his bedroom and put his jacket on before joining Scott in the hallway.
“Time to get the bus into town, so move it," Scott told Louis as they walked out of the front door.
Without saying a word, Louis followed Scott to the bus stop and waited for the bus to arrive. Arriving in the city, Scott and Louis went to Jodie’s piercing studio.
“Now get the f*** in there and tell her you like the piercing so much you want the same done to the other ear," Scott told Louis.
“Please, I did not mean what I said about growing hair," Louis pleaded with Scott. “I promise I will stay bald."
“You either get in there now, or you will be getting another piercing as well," Scott threatened Louis.
Louis pushed the door open, walked in, and saw Jodie sitting behind the counter.
“Hi, could you put a tunnel in my other ear?" Louis asked Jodie. “I think it will look better with both ears the same."
“Come on through," Jodie told Louis.
Louis watched as Jodie took a flesh tunnel out of a drawer and placed it on a tray along with a piercing needle.
Louis sat down on the stool as Jodie took an antiseptic wipe and wiped Louis’ earlobe with it. Jodie marked Louis’ ear and checked it correctly matched the first piercing before taking the piercing needle out of its protective wrapping. Louis winced as Jodie pushed the piercing needle through the earlobe before inserting the flesh tunnel. Louis thanked Jodie as he paid for the piercing before walking out to where Scott was waiting for him.
“Yeah, that is much better," Scott told Louis. “Get you on the fags now."
“I don’t smoke," Louis told Scott.
“You are about to f***ing start," Scott replied as he held out a packet of fags. “Now, take one."
Louis reluctantly took a fag out of the packet and put it in his mouth. Scott lit the fag in Louis’ mouth before lighting one up for himself.
“Just like I was," Scott laughed as Louis coughed as he inhaled the smoke. “You will get used to it along with beer."
“I guess so," Louis sighed.

“Louis, what on earth made you get your ears pierced and head shaved!" Peter exclaimed when Louis walked into the lounge.
“When Louis and me got into town yesterday, Louis informed me that he wanted flesh tunnels in both ears," Scott told Peter. “Then, when we arrived at Lukas’ place, Louis insisted on getting rid of his hair."
“Is this true?" Peter asked Louis.
“Yes," Louis lied. “I have wanted flesh tunnels for a while, and when I saw Scott shaved, I wanted to try that well."
“Well, I guess you can grow your hair and remove those ghastly piercings," Peter sighed. “Oh, your father called last night. You will be staying here for at least six months."
“Scott did say something about that," Louis sighed. “I have better try and get some work and delay my college course for a year."
“We always need staff at the bindery at the printworks," Scott said to Louis. “I will give them a call in the morning."
“It will give me some money so I can pay a bit of rent," Louis sighed.
“We will be in the gaming cave. Call us when dinner is ready," Scott said to Peter.
“It will be a pizza night. Your mum is out at a birthday drinks party," Peter replied.
“I will have my usual," Scott told his dad. “What do you want, skinhead?" Scott asked Louis.
“The meat feast, please," Louis replied.
“I will order them a bit later," Peter said to Louis and Scott.
Louis and Scott made their way into the gaming cave, with Scott shutting the door.
“You have done quite well by lying about your piercings and bald head," Scott told Louis. “But I have more plans for you before the six months is up."
“I don’t want any more work done on me. Please let me stay bald with these piercings," Louis pleaded with Scott.
“Nah, next move at Tommy’s skinhead birthday bash," Scott grinned. “It is going to be a great weekend." Scott laughed.

Arriving at the printworks where Scott worked alongside Lukas, Scott walked into the manager’s office to see if any work was available for Louis. Scott grinned as the manager told Scott that there was a job available that Louis could start on Monday and do the same shifts as Scott. Scott thanked the manager and left the office. Scott made his way over to where Louis was standing alongside Lukas.
“Good news, you start with me at five on Monday morning," Scott told Louis. “So I will be able to keep an eye on you."
“It is a job, I suppose," Louis sighed.
“Lunch in a pub, then back to my place?" Lukas suggested. “I have plenty of beer and vodka at home."
“Sounds a good idea," Scott replied.
Louis followed Scott and Lukas into a pub and sat in a corner where Scott told Louis to sit.
Louis sat in the corner and watched as Scott and Lukas ordered some beer. Scott and Lukas walked over to Louis, and Scott placed a pint of beer in front of him.
“Get that down your neck," Scott ordered Louis. “We have ordered your lunch."
“Great, I am starving," Louis replied as he drank some of his beer. “This tastes different to the one I had yesterday."
“Real ale has many variations," Lukas told Louis. “Wait until you try a real dark beer."
“Three pie and chips?" A young man with long black hair inquired.
“Yeah, thanks," Scott replied as the young man placed the food on the table. “That is another fifteen quid added to your bill," Scott told Louis.
“What do you mean?" Louis replied with a worried look on his face.
“Thirty pounds for the piercings, you owe Lukas a tenner for your haircut, and then there is the ticket from last night’s gig," Scott told Louis. “It is a good job that we are not charging you interest on what you owe us."
“I thought you were paying for it," Louis sighed.
“Then there is the charge for what is happening Saturday night," Lukas reminded Scott.
“Oh yeah, I forgot all about that. What time does Tommy want us over?" Scott asked Lukas.
“Tommy said to get there for seven. That is when Daz will be there to do the work on Jake," Lukas replied. “Oh, and Louis."
“It is going to be a great night," Scott grinned as he looked at Louis. “Bit more work on our boy."
“What the f*** have they got lined up for me on Saturday?" Louis thought to himself.

“Time to get ready to party," Scott told Louis as Scott checked the time on his watch. “This time, you can shave your skull."
“I wondered when you were going to get me to shave my skull," Louis sighed as he followed Scott out of the games room and into the bathroom.
“Get the water nice and hot and soak the flannel, and put it on your stubs," Scott said to Louis.
Louis ran the tap until the water came through piping hot. Putting the plug in the sink, Louis ran the water and soaked the flannel before placing it on his head.
“Give it a few minutes, and then lather up your skull," Scott told Louis as Scott placed a new five-blade cartridge into the razor.
After a few minutes, Louis removed the flannel from his head and squirted some shaving gel onto his hand before ensuring that he put an excellent gel covering on the stubble. Louis picked up the razor and began to shave his head carefully, checking that he did not miss any spot.
“You will be a natural in a few days," Scott told Louis. “You can shave mine now."
Louis carefully shaved Scott’s head before walking into his bedroom and putting on a fresh shirt and jeans before walking over to Scott’s room, where Louis saw Scott securing his braces.
“I am ready for the party," Louis told Scott.
“I have just got to put my boots on, and we will catch the bus into the city and meet Lukas," Scott replied as he picked up his boots.
Scott quickly laced his boots up and slipped a lightweight jacket on before walking down the stairs.
“Me and Louis are off out now, not sure what time we will be back," Scott told his parents. “If we are not back, it will mean we crashed at Lukas’ place or Tommy’s."
“We are off to see your grandparents tomorrow, and it would be nice if you could make an effort to come with us," Peter told Scott.
“I will try," Scott replied. “Come on, cuz time to get to the party."
“I will see you later," Louis said as he followed Scot out of the house.
“No f***ing way, I am going to get a lecture from grandad about how I look," Scott told Louis as they boarded the bus. “And he would lay into how you have changed since you last saw him."
“He gave me a lecture about how I looked like a girl with my long hair when me and my dad visited him last year," Louis told Scott. “Young men should have decent short haircuts, and they should bring back two years of military service for the likes of us to serve our country." Louis sighed
“When I turned up with a grade one crop, he said that I looked like a thug," Scott sighed. “Lukas is waiting for us over there.
Scott and Louis walked over to Lukas and started the short walk to Tommy’s home. Arriving at Tommy’s, the three of them walked down the side passage and into the kitchen.
“Hey guys, help yourself to some beers," Tommy said. “You must be young Louis, Scott’s cousin."
“Where is the newbie who is getting a makeover?" Scott asked Tommy.
“Daz is just setting up, and Jake is on his way over after finishing his shift so Louis can get his ink done now," Tommy replied.
“Louis has been on at me all day about getting inked up, and his septum pierced, isn’t that right, cuz?" Scott said to Louis.
“Yeah, I have been on at him to get me some ink and another piercing since I got the tunnels done," Louis lied.
“Daz is in the conservatory," Tommy told Louis. “This way."
Louis followed Tommy into the conservatory to see a young, heavily tattoed man sitting in a chair.
“This is your first customer," Tommy told Daz.
“Take the chair," Daz said to Louis. “What are we doing for you today?"
“He wants swallows on both his hands and a septum ring," Scott told Louis as Scott sat down in a chair.
“Nice, proper skinhead ink," Daz said. “Put your hand on the table, skinhead."
Without hesitation, Louis placed his right hand on the table and watched as Daz placed the swallow transfer on his hand between his thumb and forefinger.
“First ink then?" Daz asked Louis as he dipped the tattoo gun into a pot of black ink.
“Yeah, and it will not be my last," Louis grinned. “Been looking forward to this for a while."
Louis watched as Daz started the first swallow tattoo outline on Louis’s hand, wincing slightly as the needle first hit his skin.
“Good choice for your first ink," Lukas said to Louis as Lukas walked into the conservatory.
“It is not going to be my last, is it, Scott?" Louis replied. “I like the look of the swallow on my hand," Louis thought to himself as Daz changed the needle to start filling in the colours of the swallow.

Louis looked at the swallows on his hands as Daz placed the tattoo gun down.
“What size are you thinking for the septum?" Daz asked Louis.
“Not too big to start with," Louis replied. “Start at say three mills?"
“Hmm, I only have two mill septum rings or six mill rings," Daz told Louis. “Six mills is too big to start with."
“Go with the two then," Louis replied. “I can get it expanded in a couple of weeks."
Daz marked Louis’ septum with a marker pen and took a piercing needle out of its protective wrapper. Louis flinched slightly as he felt the piercing needle pierce through his septum before slipping the steel ring through and securing it.
“You look a proper hard skinhead now," Scott grinned.
“I bet I do," Louis replied as he stood up. “I am just going to check how I look in the mirror."
Louis made his way to the bathroom and saw the septum ring in his nose. Louis then crossed his arms to see how he looked with the swallows on his hands.
“Yeah, I look f***ing hard now," Louis thought to himself. “And Scott is going to f***ing well pay for more on me."
Louis made his way back to the conservatory and picked up a can of beer before sitting down.
“Thanks for organising this, cuz," Louis said to Scott.
“Take a seat, Jake," Daz said as Jake walked into the conservatory.
“Hey, you are the guy that served us in the pub yesterday," Louis said to Jake.
“Yeah, I remember you," Jake replied as Daz wrapped a cape around Jake.
Daz picked up the clippers and shaved the left side of Jake’s head before switching to the right side and shaving that, leaving a strip of Jake’s black hair an inch wide. Daz then razor shaved the sides of Jake’s head before taking out a pot of glue and spiking the remainder of Jake’s hair into a six-inch-high Mohican.
“Get the ink done on him," A man in his thirties told Daz. “Then the ladder."
“My pleasure," Daz replied.
“Please, uncle, I don’t want the tattoo on me or the piercings," Jake cried.
“Take it like a f***ing man, or you are out on the streets," Jake’s uncle replied.
Louis watched in horror as Daz proceeded to tattoo the left side of Jake’s head with a spider web before tattooing a spider on his head, so it looked like it was emerging from his ear.
“S***, thank god Scott did not decide to get that done on me," Louis thought to himself as Daz marked Jake’s left ear to place the earring ladder.
Jake let out a small scream as Daz pushed the needle through Jake’s ear and placed a three mill steel ring in the hole. Louis watched as Daz pierced Jake’s ear four more times, so Jake had a five-ring ladder in his left ear.
“That will do for now," Jake’s uncle said to Daz. “You will fit in well on the dustcarts."
“Yes, uncle," Jake cried.
“Now get to the van," Jake’s uncle told Jake. “Cheers for doing my nephew," Jake’s uncle said as he handed over some money to pay for the work Daz had done on Jake.
“I look forward to doing more work on him," Daz replied.
“Oh, you will be," Jake’s uncle laughed as he walked out of the conservatory.
“Just think what I could have got done on you," Scott whispered in Louis’ ear. “I could easily do it, so you grow a Mohican and get the skull inked up."
“No, please, not the skull," Louis replied as he opened another can of beer.
“Nah, don’t do that to him," Lukas said to Scott. “It will be hanging over Louis that if he f**** up, he will be scalp inked."
“Don’t forget the early start on Monday," Scott reminded Louis. “First day of work."
“Yeah, I know I have to be up at four, so I can shave the skull before we set off," Louis sighed.

“Oh, no, Louis, the piercings were bad enough in your ears, but in your septum and why the tattoos?" Peter groaned when he saw Louis.
“I don’t know. It was a spur of the moment thing at the party last night," Louis lied. “This young guy was there doing a tattoo on a boy about my age. The next thing I remember was sitting there having the swallows inked on my hands."
“You should have told that guy that Louis was not old enough to get tattoos done," Peter told Scott.
“I was not in the house when Daz started on him. I was with Lukas getting some cans of beer at the supermarket," Scott lied. “Anyway, I think Louis looks good with the ink on his hands."
“It was all my fault," Louis told Peter. “I realise now that I should not have got the tattoos."
“It is done now," Peter sighed. “God knows what your grandparents will think when they come over next weekend."
“Why are they coming over?" Scott asked Peter.
“It is our silver wedding next weekend," Peter told Scott. “Have you forgotten that you booked the conservative club for that night?"
“I have a lot on my mind at the moment," Scott sighed. “It will be good to see them, I guess."
“Oh, you get to know if you got the promotion to bindery supervisor tomorrow. Let us hope it is good news for you." Peter said to Scott.
“Yeah, it is quite a rise in my wages if I get it," Scott grinned. “I have been the acting supervisor for the last three months."
“You will be able to make sure Louis gets decent jobs to do," Peter laughed.
“Whatever, come on, cuz, let’s go and listen to some music in the cave," Scott said to Louis.
Louis followed Scott into the cave and closed the door.
“You have done well again with your lies," Scott told Louis. “Tomorrow, you get the stretchers for the ears, so they stretch to six mills, got that?"
“Loud and clear," Louis sighed. “What else you got planned for me?"
“Plenty, when we move in with Lukas, when we get our place," Scott laughed.

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