The following fictional story deals with sex among males. If you are offended by such material, are too young, or reside in a location where it is not allowed, please depart. Though not observed in this story, care enough about yourself and humankind to practice safe sex.
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Chapter 21 Completing the Circle
Haynes Construction Site
A week and a half after the crew had returned Jimmy to Hal, Max and he were standing outside the trailer discussing an issue with supplies at the Thomas construction site. When they arrived at a resolution, Max reminded Hal that he was to be Kenji and his guest for dinner that evening, the first time Hal would see his former lovers together as a couple in their home. Max and Kenji had discussed Hal's probable feelings at some length, especially after Hal's meltdown over Brett and Gwen Thomas. Max thought it was too early after the blow-ups with Drew and Brett. Kenji remained adamant: Hal was to have dinner at their home. It was unlike him to be so insistent. "I think Kenji has something special on tap for us."
"Oh? . . . So?" Hal asked.
"You should feel honored, Hal. There's only one issue I know of that makes Kenji behave anywhere close to this."
"What's that?"
"His life before he appeared on the streets. I think Kenji's going to tell you and me what put him out there with little more than a duffel bag. Before now, I've gently nudged him to tell me about his early life, but he keeps that part closed off. Some how I don't think it's a trust issue. We're so close now that I would know if Kenji didn't trust me. He's so sensitive about his history that it has to be something that he feels ashamed to disclose."
"If you're right, then I'd say Kenji's wanting to disclose his earlier life indicates that he trusts us a lot. I just don't understand why would he want me there." Hal responded, looking off in the distance as he always did when he didn't want to acknowledge something. "Seems as though he ought to be telling you first."
"Hal, you saved him from the streets. I didn't. You were his first lover. The fact that he fell in love with me doesn't mean he fell out of love with you."
Hal shot his gaze back towards Max as though the possibility of Kenji's still loving him was a novel idea. Then a cloud passed over his visage. "You're implying the way you think I don't love Drew anymore," he charged defensively.
"You spoke the words to Drew, Hal. We'll always remember them." Hal's head drooped. He finally looked at Max, shrugging his shoulders.
"You've always been important to Kenji, Hal," Max continued. "He was so happy when you and Drew were together. He was apprehensive when Brett came along and really down over what Brett did to both of you. Now, as to this evening: you have to understand that Kenji doesn't open up in any way you and I would recognize. And we have to let him do it when he's ready. It's nothing but common sense to him to tell us together. He thinks he has a lot to lose by disclosing his story to us . . . ." They stood in silence. "Oh yeah, bring Jimmy. He's invited to dinner tonight too." Hal grinned.
Max returned to the Thomas site as Hal entered the trailer. Angie was sitting on the sofa nursing little Hal Robert. Hal had fussed at her for returning to work so early after her baby's birth, offering to move here desk and computer to their duplex and pay her. She informed Hal that she was descended from hardy pioneer stock. She also stated that she and Bobby needed the money. Hal allowed her to bring little Hal Robert to work with her, saving the Coopers the cost of childcare - at least for a while. Bobby was as frequent visitor, as though he couldn't quite become accustomed to the idea that he had a son. To Angie, it sometimes seemed as though Bobby were seeing Little Hal for the first time. The entire crew dropped in daily, singly or in couples, to check on their putative nephew, to hold him, coo at him, and indulge what appeared to be a pronounced tendency to baby talk.
"You heard?" Hal asked Angie. She shook her head in the affirmative.
"Any advice, Friend" he asked.
"Just be your compassionate self, Hal. It will be important to Kenji to know he hasn't lost any ground with you and Max because that's what frightens him. You both are terribly important to him. I have a feeling you became substitutes for males he lost in his earlier life. You also saved him from what he feared most - being alone. Sometimes when I'm with him, it reminds me of my brother Randy and the way he must have felt sometimes." She smiled. "Maybe Kenji's seen so much loss lately that he wanted to acknowledge his own. Besides, he's my little brother. Won't stand for any one hurting him," she stated with a smile.
"Well, we know for a fact that I can do that really well."
Angie frowned. "I wasn't alluding to Drew, Hal." Hal shook his head in defeat, entering his office.
Max and Kenji's Home
Kenji met Hal and Jimmy at the door with a beer in his hand for Hal. He leaned up and kissed Hal on the lips. It was a serious kiss, with the tip of Kenji's tongue teasing Hal's inner lips. Then Kenji leaned over and kissed Jimmy's head, getting a swipe-of-the-tongue kiss back with a little whimper. Kenji handed Hal the beer, taking Jimmy from him. They walked into the kitchen where Max was checking the progress of their dinner. Max walked over to Hal, throwing his arms about Hal's waist and pulling him into another serious kiss. When they broke, Hal's brow wrinkled in an implicit question. Max just winked at him as he walked over to Kenji, lifting Jimmy out of his arms and hugging his wriggling, furry body. Jimmy loved big guys, probably because he was smaller. 'Max and Jimmy remind me of Drew and me,' Hal thought. Jimmy snuffled around Max's head and shoulder, giving his cheeks swipes with his tongue.
They ate dinner on the deck, discussing how easily Jimmy settled into Hal's routine, laughing about how, if Jimmy needed to go outside but Hal was a little slow waking up, Jimmy would pull the sheet back and nip Hal's bare butt. They had pulled a chair up to the table because Jimmy was "one of the boys." He had his own plate on the deck. Then the conversation shifted to the hot tub Hal had installed with his birthday present from the crew.
"Does Jimmy hot tub?" Kenji asked.
"Naw. He doesn't like the hot water - or I guess it seems hot to him. He's happy to lie on the deck right beside me."
"It's a sunken tub?" Max asked.
"Yeah. I like it that way. Kind of like a conversation pit around a fireplace."
Without a blink of an eye, Kenji stated, "I'd like a conversation with you guys . . . about my former life . . . about why I ended up on the streets. You are the two most important men in my life. I've been in you and you've been in me - usually the latter," he said, smiling shyly, "because that's the way I like it most. Can't get much more intimate than that - except for what I'm about to tell you." His smile had evaporated almost as soon as it was born. He looked down at his hands.
"It started with my little brother, Yuki. There were just the two of us besides my mom and dad in our family. Yuki is three years younger than I. We'd always been buddies as much as brothers - our parents raised us to believe that, because we were brothers, we always needed to take care of each other. Whatever might happen to us or them, we would know we always had each other. Besides, my dad is distant and formal, and my mom is very quiet. So Yuki and I really needed each other.
By that time I was pretty certain I was gay. We were close from the time we were little, so it was natural for Yuki to start asking me questions about sex. What was 'beating your meat?' Did I jack off? How many times a day? Had I ever done it with a girl? Had I ever done it with a boy? One night I woke up with him lying on top of me. We both slept in the nude by that time, so he was very aroused. It didn't take me long to match him. I loved Yuki - maybe more than I should." Here Kenji gulped, shooting veiled looks at Max and Hal. "I loved his slim, brown, little body wiggling over me, planting hungry little kisses on my mouth and body, begging me in whispers to make love to him. Telling me I was his hero. He sounded so desperate for love," Kenji said, his brow wrinkled, looking at them for understanding. "It wasn't hard to make love to Yuki because his curvy, little brown ass turned me on." Kenji looked up at Hal and Max, a question written on his face. Hal smiled reassurance back at him, placing his hand on the back of Kenji's neck and squeezing affectionately. Max winked at him in approval.
"He was so hungry for me to love him. We ran the gamut, even fucking each other eventually. We were both very happy - until I went to college. The first year was tough for Yuki. I'd tried to get him to hook up with some buddies, and he eventually did. When I came home for a visit, he was euphoric. I always returned to campus worn out. He wanted sex with me every time I turned around."
"Last fall, my senior year, Yuki had become adventurous. He'd read some story on the net about sex in the garage on the hood of a car. He was determined that I fuck him while he was lying on the hood of our dad's car. Yuki was always fascinated with cars. He read all kinds of automobile magazines. Begged me to take him to auto shows when they were in town. Talked about when he would own his car. What make and model he'd buy - it changed every time I came home. Well, all I ever wanted to do was love him, make him happy. So I was fucking him on the hood of the car when my dad, whose ride left work early, came into the garage. He went ballistic. Yuki was frightened to death. The way my dad saw it, because I was older, I must have forced Yuki to have sex with me. Yuki was wild-eyed with fear, so he just shook his head yes in answer to my dad's questions. I could tell Dad wanted to beat me. He told me to go to my room and pack a duffel bag and leave." Kenji's head fell to his chest, tears rolling out from under his closed eyelids. "I was never to come back because he had only ne son. . . . He was calling my university and telling them there would be no more checks to cover my tuition, which meant my college years were over."
"By the time I was packed, Yuki was hugging Dad as though he'd been hurt. He wouldn't look at me." A sob escaped Kenji, who was still looking at the floor. More sobs followed, his shoulders shaking. Max arose and knelt beside Kenji, pulling him into an embrace. At the same time, observing Kenji's pain and tears, Hal automatically started to rise to go comfort him, then hesitated until Max threw his head back in a gesture calling Hal over to join them. Hal knelt and slid his arms around Kenji too. Kenji really started crying then, for he knew he was safe, was still accepted by these two men, who obviously loved him still no matter what he had imparted. He knew he wouldn't be regarded as a monster by them. The more they held him, the harder he cried. Months of ugliness and pain, shame and betrayal, washed out in his wracking sobs and flowing tears. Jimmy watched them apprehensively.
As Kenji's sobbing decreased, he rather gasped out the rest of the story. "I was so afraid. I landed here . . . You know the rest. Please don't despise me!" Max and Hal took turns either embracing or hugging Kenji. Jimmy hopped down and came over to join them, whimpering until Hal picked him up. Then he crawled over Max's arms into Kenji's, where he licked Kenji's neck and face. Kenji was laughing and crying at the same time as he hugged Jimmy back. Eventually, Max assured him, "We don't despise you, Babe. We love you. Right, Hal?"
"Right," Hal agreed, placing his hand over Kenji's wiry shoulder and squeezing. Kenji leaned forward for a kiss. Max reached over, taking Jimmy so that Kenji could move into an embrace and hot kiss with Hal. Then he moved over to Max for the same. Kenji kept moving to each man for kisses and hugs. Eventually, he looked at them both - THAT look. "Please?"
Hal deferred to Max, feeling that Kenji's request was up to him. Max placed his hand on the back of Hal's neck, pulling him into a hot kiss, one that Hal had always loved but hadn't had in a very long time. When Max pulled back, Hal looked at Kenji and then back at Max. "You sure, big guy? I don't need to crowd in. I can leave now and still love you two forever."
"No, Hal," Max said. "It's right. We want you with us in bed. We want to love you and make love with you, and Kenji needs you to love him just as I shall. It's healing," Max stated emphatically. Both Kenji and Hal realized that they were the recipients most in need of healing. Max put Jimmy down on the floor with a couple of pats to his head and stood, taking Hal's hand and pulling him up. Kenji arose, taking Hal's other hand and raising it to his lips to deliver a kiss. Then they led their buddy to their bedroom.
Of one mind, immediately upon reaching the bedroom, Max and Hal embraced Kenji together, kissing him alternately and hugging him repeatedly. He would cling to them desperately, endearingly, trying unsuccessfully not to dissolve into tears, whispering that constant age-old question that seldom earned an answer: "Why . . . why . . .why?" Max and Hal knew better than to try to best the fearful combination of time, circumstance, and frail human nature - in this instance, the rest of the Hamada family but particularly Yuki. They just whispered sweet words of love to this young man whom they had taken into their hearts. Gradually, they lowered him to the bed, taking turns divesting him of his garments or kissing him constantly or brushing lips and tongue over his, touching and stroking his body with love. Kenji couldn't keep his hands off them.
Max and Hal quickly tore off their clothes, placing their naked, butch bodies on either side of Kenji, alternately rolling him between them to caress, kiss, tongue, lick, nip, and repeatedly pleasure him. Kenji had been moaning fairly constantly when he suddenly sat up, placing a restraining hand on Hal and Max. He looked first at Max. "My love, my lover, I need for my first love to claim me again." Here he looked at Hal, leaning forward to seductively run his tongue over Hal's lips and to nip his bottom lip the way he'd seen Hal do to Rich at Murphy's Gym one time. Then he looked beseechingly at Max. "You understand? Yes?"
Max grinned, celebrating Kenji's acceptance of total responsibility for the states and feelings he engendered in "the other." "Yes, lover, I understand. Go for it."
Kenji turned to Hal. "Hal, you know I don't have total control over the chemistry of my heart and soul. I know this because you financed the first date Max and I had, but the cost for you was even more. You paid for us to discover what we had not acknowledged - our uninvited love for each other. As a result, you lost us. At the same time, you taught us what a true friend is, taught us how much you loved us. We want to share our love with you now, to return some of that love to you." Hal knew he couldn't answer in vocal words or he would break into tears. Kenji's words sounded too much like what he hoped to hear someday from Drew, but he still didn't believe that day would arrive. In response to Kenji's statement, Hal shook his head in the affirmative.
"Hal, what you must never forget," Kenji paused, bestowing a kiss with tongue, "is that I still love you as my first love after Yuki. You don't mind being a position behind Yuki, right?" Hal shook his head in the negative. "And I know you don't mind my lover," Kenji said, looking at Max, placing his sinewy hand on Max's cheek, "whom you gave to me, right?" Hal's head sank as though in defeat, shaking in agreement, for words were beyond him. He felt defenseless, vulnerable, a loser. He had lost or given away so much. With a stab of pain he realized that this is exactly how he left Drew feeling when he rejected him in front of the crew. Would that failure in judgment ever cease tormenting him?
Intuiting Hal's reaction, Kenji placed his fingertips gently under Hal's chin, luxuriating in the feel of stubble, raising his chin so that their faces were level although Hal's eyes were cast askance. Kenji softly called his first lover: "Hal, my first love, my friend, now again my lover, listen, please."
Kenji was astonished at the Herculean effort he read in Hal's face to raise his eyes even with Kenji's. "Hal, I love you as much as when I first fell in love with you. You may find it hard to believe, but that love has not diminished. That's why, Hal, as author of my present happiness with my present lover," here he looked at Max, "WE need for you to reclaim me first. Please, my first Lover, plant your seed in me."
Hal reached out, gently taking Kenji's warm hand, lifting the back so that he could press his warm lips against it in a kiss. He felt a shiver run through Kenji, who leaned forward to claim a kiss on his lips. Hal slowly moved his arms around Kenji's back, crushing him to his body as the kiss deepened, luxuriating in feeling that warm, wiry body writhing in his arms, reveling in the muscular strength Kenji had acquired since working construction. He knew now why Kenji loved holding Yuki.
Max swung around, piling up the pillows and leaning back into them. Seeing Max reach out with his arms toward the two of them, Hal eased Kenji back and up against Max's chest. Max brought his arms under Kenji's, holding him as Hal moved back. Hal then pushed Kenji's legs toward his shoulders, opening out his dick, balls, and ass. He began moving his fingertips up Kenji's legs, evoking a sigh from Kenji.
When Hal pulled his hands back, he placed one hand on Kenji's left leg while he ran the other down Max's, who looked a little surprised, but then blew a kiss to Hal. Hal maintained his feathery ministrations to the two reclining men. No way was he going to leave either one out! Kenji turned his head around to Max for a kiss. Then Hal leaned forward, extending his caresses to the tops of their legs. Kenji leaned forward, kissing him until Hal moved back. The next time Hal leaned forward, Kenji moved his head aside so that Hal could kiss Max, which he did - hotly, remembering the deep feelings he'd had for this big man. It felt so good again to be with two men he loved. Hal escalated the lovemaking by pushing Kenji up a bit so that he could tongue-swipe Max's balls and then Kenji's perineum, balls, and dick. Kenji's cute butt was wriggling under the assault. The scents of his two lovers were ramping up his excitement.
Max reached under the pillows, feeling around until he found the lube he knew he'd left there. He pulled it out, shoving it in Hal's hands, evoking a salacious grin from Hal. He gently squeezed lube on Kenji's hole, moving first one finger and then two into his chute. Kenji's eyelids slowly closed in delight as he moaned softly. Suddenly, he leaned forward, grabbing the lube, squeezing a line on Hal's large cock, sliding his hands rapidly up and down the long, hard tube, even swiping down around Hal's balls. Then he reached under his balls for Max's hard cock, smearing it with the lube remaining on his hands. He dropped the lube, leaning back, awaiting Hal.
Hal grinned again. He grabbed Max's legs just under the knees, pulling him toward him, making the two men recline just a bit more. Then he lubed Max's hole, causing Max's eyes to widen. "Ye-e-e-e-s-s-s-s," Kenji whispered as he realized Hal's intention. "Oh yes."
Hal slid up to Kenji's hole and slowly inserted his dick into Kenji, who pushed his head back against Max, his eyes closing, a soft moan of pleasure escaping from him. When Hal hit bottom, he began slow-dicking Kenji. Kenji was so enthralled that he threw his arms out, clasping at the air. One hand connected with Hal's neck while the other moved behind Max's head. Kenji began to caress them as he gently hunched back against Hal's dick. Hal pumped away for perhaps three minutes as Max caressed Kenji with one hand and Hal's shoulders with the other.
Suddenly Hal pulled out of Kenji, dropping the engorged head of his dick to Max's hole. He slowly moved inside Max, who leaned Kenji and him forward so that he could claim a kiss from Hal. Hal had to throw his arms around Max to ease the strain on his muscles and legs and gain enough purchase to pump away. He pulled one hand back and pumped Kenji's cock in time with his thrusts into Max.
At that moment, Max and Hal were looking into each other's eyes . . . remembering. When Hal pulled out to return to Kenji, the latter said, "Wait a minute. We can really be joined together. He scooted up until Max's cock head, wet with lube and precum from Hal's ministrations to his prostate, touched Kenji's hole. Kenji bounced down, seating the head of Max's dick and about half the shaft in his hole. "Hal, now you," Kenji directed.
Both men looked at Kenji, surprised. "Baby," Hal said breathily, "it'll hurt. We don't want to hurt you."
"Please," Kenji begged. "I want both my lovers in me at the same time."
"You sure?" Max asked.
"Yes," Kenji breathed out. Max nodded his head at Hal.
Hal relubed his cock. Max sat Kenji up a bit. Hal placed the head of his cock at the juncture where Max's cock joined Kenji's hole. Hal started making small circular movements with his hips pushing against the juncture. Max carefully moved his cock out of Kenji until just half the head remained inside. Hal placed his cock head against Max's, grasping the base of their dicks with one hand, trembling as the most sensitive parts of the caps on their dicks slid over each other. He slid two fingers into Kenji, one on top and one on the bottom of the head of Max's dick, which he struggled to use to open the way for his hard cock. He slid the head of his dick on top of Max's as Kenji pushed himself down on the two men's cocks. Kenji let out a little squeal, grabbing Max's leg hard and Hal's arm. Hal moved to pull out, but Kenji yelled, "No! Please . . . just wait . . . wait," he whispered. Both men began stroking Kenji's body with their hands, gentling him, settling him.
"More," Kenji finally whispered. Slowly, the two men pushed inside Kenji. Hal was worried. He couldn't see that Kenji was feeling any pleasure. In fact, a sheen of perspiration had begun to appear on Kenji's body.
"Kenji, Baby, we don't want to hurt you. Let us pull out," Hal begged.
Slowly Kenji's eyes opened and a smile spread across his face. "I love it. I want it. The two of you getting off on each other in me but also fucking me at the same time. Go for it!" he encouraged as he hunched down on their cocks.
Max placed his hands under Kenji's upper thighs. He merely said, "Hal," indicating to Hal that they should lift and lower Kenji together. Hal quickly placed his hands under Max's as they lifted Kenji. Then they let his weight push him back down their poles.
Kenji had almost moved to a different plane of feeling. What had started out as a huge, searing pain had eased though not entirely gone away. But the feeling of the two cocks moving up his chute and against his prostate left him with sensations he'd never had before. The heat seemed to amplify the pleasure. He knew the fact that these two special men were servicing him together made his feelings and sensations cosmic.
"Damn!" Hal throatily exclaimed.
"Double damn!" Max gasped.
Neither man could believe how good it felt to feel their cocks sliding against each other together inside Kenji's hot chute. Kenji would lean to Hal for a kiss, and then turn his head to Max for the same. All of them were covered in perspiration. When he wasn't kissing them, Kenji was moaning and twisting as much as he could to heighten the feeling of their cocks on his prostate. Then he would call out their names. He could feel a monster orgasm approaching, making his movements and kisses more frantic. He wanted it. He invited it. He called it forth, realizing that Max and Hal were now alternating hunching their cocks up and down against the other and they still lifted Kenji up. Their thrusts were speeding up.
All of a sudden, Kenji jammed his butt down on their cocks as his cock erupted, grabbing their dicks hard. Max swore from the pleasure. "Oh!" Hal barked out a chorus. Kenji was shaking in pleasure, feeling his two lovers hot loads fill him. He must have lost consciousness for a bit, for he came too with the two men calling his name, kissing him, stroking him, asking if he was alright. For the first time in months, he felt free from fears that had cast him as a villain to his brother Yuki.
"Oh yes," he gasped. "I love you both. Still concerned after they'd felt his body slump between them, they lifted Kenji off their cocks. Max moved to the side so that Kenji lay beside him. Hal rolled off to the other side. Both men rolled half their bodies on Kenji, kissing him and kissing each other. "It's okay now," Kenji whispered. "I'm okay now. I just hope I have Yuki back someday. WE have Yuki back some day. Thank you, my two lovers." Then his eyes slowly closed as he gave himself over to sleep and self-forgiveness.
(To be continued.)