TRI, TRIO, TRES M/M/M
Part 2 of 7
By Bearkattz@aol.com
WARNINGS: This story depicts loving, consensual sex adult males of legal age. If you are offended by such or if reading such material is illegal under the local laws, or if you are under the age of 18 or under the age of consent in your area, please stop reading now.
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Ian pulled out his wallet and counted out the money and handed it to Bernard. "We up next?"
"You're next. Two healthy young fellas like you gonna enjoy that boy. Just don't put him in the hospital, ok? Have a seat out there," he nodded toward the main room, "and I'll come get you when it's time."
Max and Ian nodded and waited almost an hour before Bernard motioned for them to follow him. They followed him down a dimly lit corridor where the scent of urine and sex permeated the hallway. He opened a door without knocking and held it open for the two men. "Enjoy him, fellas," he smirked and closed the door. It took several seconds for the roommates eyes to grow accustomed to the dim lighting. Kelly was sitting slumped on the bed, his back to them.
"Kelly?" Ian called softly.
The small figure on the bed, clad only in worn jeans, sighed and stood up to face his customers. He swayed for a moment before putting a hand out to steady himself. His face brightened for a moment when he recognized his two partners from the dance floor earlier. "Hi," he croaked. "I...I didn't know it was you two."
Max frowned at the weary voice and stepped up to the trembling man. He placed a finger under the chin and turned it toward the dim light. He peered into the dilated eyes and shook his head. "Kelly, you been usin'?"
"Last customer needed some help and said I should have some, too." Kelly murmured, turning away, his eyes hurting even from the low light. "I didn't want any but...he didn't give me much choice."
"Can we just get on with it?" Kelly squinted at them. "I'm not sure how much good I'll be if we wait much longer. I want to make sure you guys get your money's worth," he shrugged listlessly. "Normally, I wouldn't care but you guys seem nice."
Ian almost choked. They'd just forked over money to fuck this guy's ass and mouth and the kid thought they were nice. Suddenly, he knew he couldn't do it. He began to think of telling Max he was on his own but he saw the doubt flit across his roommates face as well.
"Sit down, kid. We'll be right with you," Ian said and motioned with his head for Max to follow him. When Max joined him in the bathroom he said, "What are we going to do, Max?"
"I don't know, man!" Max pinched his nose in exasperation. "We can't...we can't just leave him like this, Ian. He'll be dead in a month."
"Well, you heard Jake. The guy who tried to help him before is still in the hospital. And Kelly doesn't want his aunt to know what he's been doing. Bernard's got him in the cross hairs," Ian spoke quickly.
Max raised himself up to his full, impressive height and stuck his massive chest out. "Yeah? Well, I count one of Bernard and two of us. And even if he is ex-golden glove - he's too outta shape to take on both of us. He'd probably die of a heart attack or something."
Ian chuckled and put his arm around his best friend. "Y'know, Max, I always liked you for your subtleness."
Max grinned in reply. "But what do we do with the kid?"
"Well, first we have to convince him to leave with us and that we'll take care of him."
"We will, will we?" Max asked eyebrows raised.
"We can't just take care of Bernard. Kelly's got to have a place to stay, get his strength back, get some food in him, make sure he's clean drugwise. We can't do this half ass, Max. It's all or nothin'."
"Oh, I agree. I just wanted to make sure we're talkin' the same talk here, pal."
They stared at each other for moment. When did this kid change from an expensive fuck to a expensive project?
They both took a deep breath, very much aware of the magnitude of what they were doing, and headed back to the bedroom. Max bumped into Ian who had stopped abruptly. Any lingering doubts they had, vanished. On the bed, sound asleep and stark naked, lie their project. The small figure was thin but beautiful even though the body was marred with bruises and welts. The pale body was hairless except for a trimmed bush around the lax cock and looked much younger than twenty.
Ian felt Max's cock twitch at his backside. "C'mon, Max, get a hold of yourself." Ian moved till he stood at the side of the bed and looked down at kid. He leaned over and brushed the dull, limp hair off the forehead. "What are we going to do with you, eh?"
He toed off his shoes and then laid down beside the still figure. Max, his erection still prominent, sighed and did the same on the other side. "Let's just take this nice and easy, ok, Max?"
"Isn't it a kiss that's supposed to wake up "Beauty?" Max asked with impudent grin as he bent down and kissed the soft, dry lips.
"I don't know man. All I've got is 4 brothers." Ian murmured as he licked his own lips and watched the sleeping figure intently. "Y'sure that it's not Cinderella?"
"How about Cinderfella?" Max shot back as he Kelly stirred.
The green eyes shot open in panic, "Oh, god, I'm sorry, guys. I must have fallen asleep. I'm sorry. Please don't' tell Bernard. He'll kill me. I'll make it up to you, I promise." Ian and Max were taken aback at the almost frantic words and motions. Kelly reached for the zipper on Max's jeans, still apologizing and promising to make it good for them.
Ian watched Max struggle in quandary about letting the kid free his swollen cock. "Max!" Ian finally prompted.
Max sighed and put a large hand on the smaller shaking one stilling its efforts. "No, Kelly, listen to us." Kelly's large eyes looked up into Max's face and frowned. Max continued, "My name is Max and this is Ian."
Kelly looked toward Ian and back to Max. "We'd like to help you, kid."
Confusion shown on the tired face. "I don't do drugs. I...I..mean I have but I didn't want to. I don't need help. Honest. I can do you both just fine." Kelly turned back to Ian. "Honest, I can. I've done three guys at once before. No problem. Please don't make me take stuff. My head gets all fuzzy and...."
Ian held up a finger to quiet the trembling lips. "Shhhh, kid. Listen to us. We're not going to give you drugs. What Max meant was that we'd like to help you get out of the.....situation you're in. We'll help you and stop Bernard from hurting you or telling your aunt about this."
Instead of reassuring Kelly, the words seemed to send him into a panic. "No! No! Please no! Go away!" The smaller man started backing himself up on the bed until he hit the headboard. He brought his knees up to his chest, exposing himself. Max, at the sight of the red, swollen and abused puckered opening, groaned in both lust and horror.
"No, go away, please go away." The thin arms wrapped themselves around his knees, with his head bowed, and Kelly began rocking back and forth.
"Kelly, it's okay. Shhhhh," Ian whispered quietly trying to reach the place Kelly seemed to have fled to. "We won't do anything you don't want us to do, Kelly. But we're trying to help you."
It was almost 5 minutes before the words that Ian kept repeating finally penetrated into the young man's head.
"Help me?" the head came up and the red rimmed eyes sparkled with tears. "Why?"
"Because nobody should have to do what you're doing," Max said firmly. "At least not if they don't want to."
"But Bernard...." Kelly began between hiccups.
"We'll take care of Bernard," Max said with some force.
"You don't understand. He...he... hurt somebody else who tried to help."
"Kelly, I promise..WE promise," Ian spoke up and pointed to his roommate and himself, "to take care of Bernard. And then, we'll take care of you."
For the first time, a ray of hope seemed to permeate the young man's air of gloom.
Ian continued, "Now you have to understand, Max and I aren't rich. We work full time but you're more than welcome to move in with us. We can work things out between us and you're free to leave whenever you want. But the decision is yours, Kelly."
For an answer, Kelly literally threw himself at Ian, his head buried in his shoulder, sobs wracking his body.
"Does that mean yes?" Max asked with a wink to Ian.
Kelly's head nodded vigorously against the solid shoulder before Ian pulled him into his lap and Max walked around and hugged the two men. When Kelly calmed down long enough to listen carefully to what they had to say, a plan was outlined and fleshed out. Max dressed Kelly whose exhaustion, lack of food and drugs finally caught up with him while Ian departed in search of reinforcements. Kelly's head lolled on his shoulders and Max felt like he was dressing a raggedy ann doll. He laid the semiconscious man on the bed and pulled up the covers. A quiet knock on the door revealed Ian and three other extremely large men - all friends of Max from his health club. A quick look to make sure Kelly was asleep, or unconscious, the men went looking for Bernard. A quick half hour later, found the five men back in the bedroom, drinking quietly to success in deference to the sleeping figure. Bernard wasn't happy but the threats of broken limbs as well as reminding the man he was several thousands richer before he met Kelly appeased him. The three backup men slipped Max some money over his protests and complimented them for what they were doing with firm avowals to make sure Bernard left them alone and said nothing to the dying aunt.
When they were gone, Max and Ian turned toward Kelly who slept on oblivious. "Should we let him sleep or get him outta here?" Max asked his best friend.
"Let's take him home."
End Part Two Comments, critical or complimentary, welcome at Bearkattz@aol.com