TRI, TRIO, TRES M/M/M
Part 4 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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"I'm going to give you a diet which will consist of soft and semi soft foods that I'd like Kelly to stay on for at least a week before he starts this regular diet," Dr. Samuels said handing over two brochures. "Here's a sample and a prescription for an ointment that needs to be applied three times a day to the anus preferably after a bowel movement. Here's one for a multivitamin and iron supplements and I would pick up some OTC rub on ointment for the bruising. I'd like to avoid any internal medications until the blood work comes back and until the rest of the drugs are completely out of his system. Here's some literature on safe sex, gentlemen, read it and pay attention to alternative methods of sex. Anal penetration isn't the end all to sex." The two men's reputations were well known. "I'll call you with the results of the tests as soon as they're in." He turned toward Kelly. "In the meantime, rest, eat, eat and rest. Is that clear?"
Kelly nodded, his eyes wide.
"Now, any questions?"
When all three shook their heads, Dr. Samuels shook their hands and said goodbye and he'd like to see Kelly next week.
He leaned over to whisper to the roommates, "You take care of that young man, or you answer to me. Understood?" At their solemn nod, he gave them a genuine smile, "I think what you're doing is wonderful." And with that, he left them to dress their charge and head for the exit. Max pointed Kelly toward the door while Ian went to pay for their visit.
On their home, they stopped for takeout at an Italian restaurant and the two men poured over the diet brochure and decided what Kelly could eat. Max thought spaghetti with marinara sauce was perfect but Ian pointed out that tomato sauce was not acceptable and a compromise was reached. Kelly was tired, aching and had a mild case of the shakes and didn't want to eat ANYTHING. Max carried Kelly out to the car while Ian waited for their order. By the time Ian got into the car, Kelly was sound asleep in Max's lap.
When they arrived home, Max settled Kelly, still asleep, on the couch and the food was opened, places were set and drinks were poured.
"C'mon, Kelly, rise and shine. Y'gotta eat first and then you can nap, 'kay?" Ian kissed the silky black hair. Kelly just groaned and waved a vague hand in his direction and turned his face toward the back of the couch.
"C'mon, baby. Wake up and eat and I promise you can go right back to sleep," Ian wheedled, kissing the back of his neck.
Kelly squirmed and then turned on his back. "What did you call me?"
Ian thought a moment. "Baby. Do you mind?"
Kelly shook his head and blushed a bit, "I kinda like it. I kinda like it a lot." He grinned but then saw Max curling a finger in a come here motion.
"Oh man, I am not hungry."
"Work with us here, Kelly. You have to eat. The doc said so," Ian pleaded. And Kelly immediately felt remorse at what these two big men had done for him and the expense they'd already incurred for his sake.
He nodded and with a helping hand from Ian, he stood and made his way shakily to the table. Max held out the chair for him and he sat down gingerly. By the end of the meal, Kelly was practically asleep in his pasta bowl and before he knew it, he was herded into the bathroom and was being undressed. He pissed when his penis was pointed at the toilet bowl, his hands washed and he was led stumbling toward the bed and eased down onto his stomach. Max found his heat ointment that he used after his own workouts and Ian opened the sample tube the doc had given them. Max worked on the bruises and expertly massaged the muscles while Ian parted the limp legs and gently applied the cream to the reddened anus. He gently inserted the tip of a finger, as per instructions, into the tight hole making sure the cream was carefully distributed. Then the two men covered the sleeping figure with a blanket and tiptoed out of the room, closing the door behind them.
Max left to do grocery shopping, brochure in hand, and to pick up the vitamins and supplements while Ian cleaned up from their meal. His next chore was to make room in their dresser drawers and bathroom shelves for Kelly's personal items. Well, at least when he had some.
For the third time, he peered into the bedroom to check on their charge to find him still sleeping peacefully. Ian moved closer to look down at the slim man and a wave of foreign emotions swept over him. He wasn't used to feeling more than a casual affection for any of his conquests and he was surprised at the depth of feeling for this one. And he knew Max felt the same way. He was certainly beautiful, but there was beauty on the inside as well. But, it was something else, too. For the first time, it went beyond sex. He had a real desire to please someone, to take care of someone. Somehow pleasing his partners just showed how good he was. It was all tied up about him. For the first time, he knew how it felt to want to please someone else and it wasn't tied up in his performance. And it still made him feel good.
He must have stood deep in thought for quite some time because the next thing he knew, he heard keys jangling in the door and then, "Shit!" Pause. "Ian, open the fuckin' door."
Ian quietly closed the bedroom door and hurried to the sound of the harried voice. He opened the front door to find Max with his huge arms loaded down with bags of groceries, and the keys lying on the ground.
"Give me hand here, will ya?" Max pleaded. "I've got another load in the car."
Ian dutifully went out to the car to find the trunk filled with at least two more "loads". He was stunned. How the heck were they going to pay for all this? He knew none of the rent money was left now.
But he had to smile when he walked in and Max began to excitedly point out the special foods he bought. "Look at this! And this! I can blend some of this stuff together and make the special drink in the brochure and look at all the calories and vitamins Kelly would be getting. And then I stopped at the drugstore and while I was waiting for the prescriptions to be filled, I picked up some underwear. I hope he likes boxers - they got these cute hearts on them. I know we'll go out and pick up some clothes when he gets better but I thought he should really have his own underwear. None of ours would fit. They'd fall off his skinny butt."
Ian tried hard not to smile but Max's good mood was infectious. "That was real thoughtful of you, man."
Max gave a bashful grin and waved a vague hand at the purchases. "Well, I know I went a bit overboard but Ian, I'll pay for the extra stuff on my own, okay? I figure the kids worth it."
"And what makes you think I don't think so, too? Of course we'll split it fifty-fifty, just like always, Max. Got it?"
"Yeah, I got it." They shook hands, grinning like fools
"The kid still sleepin'?"
"Yeah, I don't think he's stirred once. I keep going in there to check his breathing. He's so still - I thought he croaked on me twice already," Ian confessed, more than a little embarrassed.
Max sat down abruptly. "Ian, we're in deep shit here, man. Look at us! Listen to us! Are we in deep shit or what?"
"Don't look at me, man. Love isn't, hasn't, been our strong point. It's not been a requirement for gettin' my rocks off. If love means sacrificing to take care of someone or puttin' their needs over your own, then yes, we're in deep shit." He paused. "But, Max, I like it."
"Yeah, me, too. Just takes some gettin' used to, you know?"
The next few months found their lives settling into a fairly domestic pattern. Kelly stayed home for the first few weeks not doing much more than eating and sleeping on orders from the men. At the first follow-up visit at the clinic, Dr. Samuels was so well pleased with the progress Kelly was making in recovering that he didn't schedule another visit until the following month. The news that Kelly was STD free for the moment was celebrated with a night on the town - dinner at a restaurant and a movie.
As Kelly's strength returned, he started to take care of the house and cook dinner for "his two men" as he called them. Max and Ian would never admit to each other how nice it was to come home to a place that was clean and smelled of wonderful home cooking every night. They had their lunches packed for them everyday and clean, ironed clothes to wear.
And no effort was made to change the original sleeping arrangements. Max abandoned his bed and Kelly slept snuggled between the two men in Ian's bed with their arms wrapped protectively around him. Kelly noticed both men's abstinence from sex and marveled at their will power. His own sexual urges were slowly returning but by agreement any sexual overtures were to be made by himself.
One evening, all three men lay on the couch dressed only in their shorts watching a football game. Kelly was lying with his head in Max's lap and his calves supported in Ian's who was giving him the most delicious foot massage as they watched Homicide. Ian got up to make some popcorn during halftime and Max pulled Kelly into his lap for a cuddle which turned into a heavy petting session. Max's tongue was halfway down Kelly's throat and his hand was stroking the burgeoning bulge in his own shorts when Ian returned. He wordlessly put the popcorn and beer down before settling in beside them. He lifted the silky mane of Kelly's hair and began to kiss and lick the back of his neck and was rewarded with a low moan of pleasure. Between the two larger men, Kelly's shorts were quickly discarded and he was deposited gently in the middle of the couch. Max continued to kiss the welcoming mouth while trying to divest himself of his own clothing and saw Ian trying to do the same.
"You okay with this, baby?" Ian whispered prayerfully as his own shorts flew through the air. An eager whimper was the only reply and Ian paid homage to the sleek body beneath him by licking the lengthening cock and rolling the hairless balls in their silky sac. Max found the puckered nipples and began to pinch and twist the eager tits. Kelly's body was totally relaxed as the two men stroked and caressed the smooth and now bruise free and healthy flesh. He thrashed his head back and forth as Ian tentatively stuck a finger into his anus and his hips bucked involuntarily in response. Max began to hump against the pale thigh, his own cock leaking a prodigious amount of precum. Ian, straddling the other thin leg, began to do the same as he sucked in earnest at the now hard cock while twisting his finger into the wet warmth.
"God. Max, Ian...," Kelly moaned. "Please let me..." he mumbled incoherently but his outstretched pleading fingers made their wishes known. "In me, please." Ian and Max glanced at each other and Max picked up Kelly and strode to the bedroom, his own rock hard cock pointed straight up, and deposited his precious cargo on the bed where the two men continued where they left off. Ian quickly turned so his own cock was in reach of Kelly's mouth as he engulfed the hard length. He tongued the slit and then blew teasingly on the hot flesh. Max pushed Kelly's legs apart and then grabbed the lube and condoms and began to finger fuck Kelly's tight hole in preparation for penetration. He stopped only long enough to roll a condom on his rock hard cock and to place the hairless legs over his shoulders. The sight of the two men sixty nining each other was almost enough to send him over the edge. He quickly placed his cock at the puckered hole and gave a tentative push. He slipped in relatively easily and Kelly's back arched in pleasure. He moaned around the mouthful and the humming sensation reverberated along Ian's cock causing him to groan in return.
"Oh, baby, you're so hot!" Max began to thrust into the tightness, his eyes never leaving the sight of the two men who sucked each other with such intensity. He reached down to stroke both the lithe bodies and tug at both men's tits.
Ian pulled his cock away from Kelly's mouth with disappointment but quickly used his hand to finish the few strokes he needed for his completion. His toes curled and he managed to warn, "I'm close, baby!" He could feel his balls tightening and the throbbing in his cock increased, "Oh baby, I'm gonna come!" he cried as the white cream flew over his chest and stomach.
Max lost all rhythm and pounded into the well loved ass with a few more powerful strokes, his muscular buttocks clenching in an impressive display of strength. With a few more lunges, he gritted his teeth and froze as his cum spurted over and over into the condom. He slumped over Kelly, his sweat dripping onto the pale flesh beneath him, his shaking arms holding his heavy weight off the smaller man as he breathed heavily. Kelly's own chest heaved with his delayed orgasm but was pleased that he'd given satisfaction to both men.
End Part Four Comments, critical or complimentary, welcome at Bearkattz@aol.com