Date: Fri, 19 Feb 1999 00:04:41 EST
From: BearKattz@aol.com
Subject: Gay Beginnings: TRIO 3 of 7 M/M/M

               TRI, TRIO, TRES  M/M/M
                              Part 3 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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Max easily lifted the slender body, which didn't even stir, and with
Ian running interference made it back to their car.  Ian drove with
Kelly ensconced safely in Max's arms, his head on the broad
shoulder.  

An hour later found them settling their charge in Ian's king size bed. 
Kelly stirred and moaned but quieted with soothing words from Ian. 
They turned out the light and headed for the  kitchen and beer.  

"We should get a doc to check him over," Ian muttered, not looking
at Max.  

Max nodded and then comprehension dawned.  "If he's HIV
positive, we're not going to kick him out, are we?" he asked
carefully.

"No!" Ian said fiercely.  "We can't promise the kid to take care of
him and then dump him.  But he could have other diseases even if
he's not HIV positive.  And who knows how dependent he is on
what kind of drugs.  We need to take him tomorrow to the clinic." 

Max nodded his agreement and the enormity of what they had taken
on sank in.  He glanced at the clock.  It was 2:00 in the morning. 
"We shouldn't let him sleep alone."    Through mutual agreement,
they decided to sleep with Kelly.  They did their ablutions and
climbed naked into the bed and cuddled up to their new roommate. 
Kelly slept soundly through the rest of the night, stirring once to
turn on his side.  When Max woke  the next morning, Kelly had his
back to Max and had snuggled up to Ian and buried his nose into his
armpit.  Max had his arm around the too slender waist and his early
morning erection raged between the slim thighs.  He began to thrust
with his hips and hoped Ian wouldn't notice.  He had manfully
ignored his lust last night and felt he deserved it.  He leaned over to
nuzzle the neck of the beauty in his arms and felt Ian's eyes on him.  

"Oh man!" Max groaned quietly, his hips stilling.  

Ian just grinned and sympathized totally with his friend.  His own
swollen cock was pressing delightfully into Kelly's flat belly.  He
started to whisper to Max when Kelly stirred and the green eyes
opened and the head drew back.  

"G'mornin,'" Ian said with a smile in his voice, trying very hard not
to laugh as Max's eyes widened in panic, his cock still between the
warm thighs.

Kelly's first initial panic faded quickly and he recognized his saviors
from last night.  He turned his head to look behind him and smiled at
both men.  Suddenly he realized the predicament they were both in
by the pulsing nudges at his belly and between his legs.  "Go ahead,"
he said.  "It's ok."  Max would have taken him at his word and drew
his hips back for a better angle when Ian held up his hand.  Max
groaned and wondered if a man could die from a case of blue balls.

"Only if you want us to, Kelly.  Not because you feel obligated,
understand," Ian said seriously, his brown eyes boring into the green
ones.

"I understand," Kelly nodded.  "I feel safe with you both.  For the
first time since my parents died, I feel safe," he said with a catch in
his throat.

The two men felt their own eyes fill with tears but Kelly began to
thrust back into Max while he reached down to pull on Ian's
sensation starved cock.  Within moments the two were thrusting
against Kelly and came spattering him with their cream.  They
slumped over him breathing heavily.  

"You ok, kid?" Ian managed to ask once his breathing was under
control.  

Kelly shook his head and Ian looked concernedly at him until he
answered, "I gotta take a piss bad, man."  The two men burst out
laughing and slowly untangled themselves.  Ian helped him up and
pointed him toward the bathroom. He stood a bit shakily and looked
down at his body covered with dripping fluid and headed toward it. 
Max and Ian soon followed to take care of their own needs.  Ian
turned on the shower and hustled Kelly into the hot pulsing warmth
and stepped in himself.  Max followed as soon as he grabbed some
cloths and towels for them.  With great care, the two older men
gently washed the thin body and limp hair.  Kelly had never felt so
cared for before as he did within Max's strong arms and with Ian's
tender caresses.  Max and Ian tried not to show their growing anger
at the bruises and welts that covered their new friend's body. Kelly
leaned forward at Max's prompting and Ian cautiously cleaned the
swollen anus between the tender buttocks. The water started to turn
cold just as they finished and Max lifted Kelly out of the shower and
into the towel Ian had waiting.  Both men lavished kisses among the
rubs until Kelly's legs threatened to give out.  They herded him into
the bedroom and began to hunt for clean clothes for all of them. 
Within minutes, they were dressed and Kelly's long, freshly washed
hair was being combed by Max, and Ian was searching for something
nutritious for their new charge to eat.  Max  just finished showing
Kelly around the apartment when Ian announced breakfast was
ready.  Kelly emerged dressed in a pair of Ian's sweats that pooled
at his ankles and which hung precariously low on the non-existent
hips.  The large top proudly proclaiming, Property of the YMCA,
hung to his knees.

One of Max's nutritional shakes, fruit, bread with butter and jelly,
and a bowl of cereal all stood ready at the seldom used kitchen table. 
Kelly sat down and looked at the two men staring intently at him.

"Eat, Kelly, eat!" Max urged.  Kelly didn't have much of an appetite
but he couldn't bear to see their disappointment after all they'd
done. Pushing up the sleeves that hung well over his hands, he
managed to eat a bit of everything they had provided for him.  Max
drank his shake and Ian munched on a bowl of cereal they discussed
their plans for the day.

"I think you need to see a doctor, Kelly." Ian looked to Max for
support. "Y'know just to make sure you're okay and all."

Kelly nodded.  He knew the johns had all used condoms and it
wouldn't hurt to be sure but he really didn't want to put his friends
out any more than they already had.  "Okay. A clinic?  Does that
mean it's free?" he asked unconsciously putting a hand on his
suddenly overburdened stomach.

Ian shook his head, "Now that's not for you to worry about.  I mean
it, Kelly.  You belong with us now and we're going to take care of
you.  Besides, the guys at the bar donated some money and I
thought after the clinic we can take you to get some clothes. 
Whaddya think?"  Ian said not liking the flushed look that had come
over the kids face.

"I think I'm gonna be sick!" Kelly blurted out, his hand over his
mouth.

Max quickly herded him back into the bathroom where he was,
indeed, sick.  Ian frantically called the clinic and was told to bring
him in as soon as the retching abated.  Max drove while Ian cradled
Kelly's head on his lap and stroked the sweating forehead.  

"Can't you drive any faster, Max?" Ian asked anxiously from the
back seat.

"I'm tryin', I'm tryin'.  Fuckin' traffic," Max swore as Kelly
groaned.  They arrived at the clinic and Ian gathered Kelly in his
arms and carried him in.  He couldn't believe how light the kid was. 
The clinic was fairly full but by the time they finished filling out all
the necessary paperwork, Kelly's name was called.  A nurse led
them to a small room and took all the preliminary exams and asked
the necessary questions.  Kelly answered as best as he could but
looked confused, hot and sweaty.  He turned toward the two men,
"Can't I go home?"  Ian  rubbed Kelly's back in sympathy. The
nurse finished and gave them a gown to put on Kelly and left them
alone.

"Soon, baby, soon, ok?" Ian comforted.  "Let the doctor just take a
look at you and then we'll go home," he said with fake cheer as
began to strip him.

"I'm sorry," Kelly murmured turning his head into Max's nearby
shoulder as the gown was fastened.

Max started to tell him there was nothing to worry about when Dr.
Samuels knocked and entered. 

"Good morning, gentlemen, " the diminutive white haired doctor
greeted them shaking their hands while peering down at Kelly.  "And
what have we got here, hmmm?"

Ian never minded coming to this clinic because they specialized in
treating gay men and had the utmost respect for Dr. Samuels.  Ian
swiftly spelled out their situation and ended up with, "And then we
made him eat breakfast and he got sick and we got scared and we
were gonna come here today anyway but then he started throwin' up
and so we decided to...." Ian stopped as Dr. Samuel's raised his
hand to stop the run on sentence.  He'd heard quite a lot in the13
years he'd been treating gay men at this clinic but this was going to
be hard to beat.

"You say, he was fine until he ate breakfast?"

"Well, he wasn't exactly the picture of health after what he'd been
through but he let us get off on him this morning," Max interjected,
tired of all the talk and just wishing the doc would get on with it. 
Ian closed his eyes in mortification.

"Was there anal penetration?" Dr. Samuels gravely asked.

"NO!" both men cried simultaneously.  Dr. Samuels just nodded.  

"Well, let's just see what's going on, shall we?  If you gentlemen
would care to wait outside, I'll give Kelly here a thorough exam."  

But the words penetrated the fog that Kelly was in and he cried,
"No, please.  Let them stay."  The green eyes pleaded and the doctor
relented.

"Ian, I don't feel too good," Kelly moaned looking to the big man
for comfort.  

"You're at the right place then," Dr. Samuels said brightly.  For the
next half hour, Kelly was poked, prodded, blood was drawn, various
body parts were manipulated and subjected to intense scrutiny.  The
sick young man held tightly to Ian and Max's hand whenever he
could.  Dr. Samuels asked questions about his past health and care in
homosexual sex.  Ian and Max were almost in tears hearing about
Kelly's sexual and physical abuse at the various homes he'd been in
after his parents died.  In his later years, Kelly was the receptive
partner, had always practiced safe sex and his tests were always
negative.  Even though the sex had been rough after Bernard had
sold him, his partners had always worn condoms. Dr. Samuels took
copious amounts of notes and then, peering over his glasses, said,
"Kelly, why don't you get dressed and I'll come back in a few
minutes."

With the help of his friends, Kelly was dressed and sitting on the
exam table when the doctor entered the examining room.  He took
off his glasses, pulled up a stool with a well practiced foot, sat down
and opened a manilla folder.  "Well, young man, what are we going
to do with you, eh?"  He looked up at Max and Ian and then back to
Kelly.  "Let's just start with the basics first, shall we?"  He cleared
his throat. "First of all, Kelly's significantly underweight and
suffering from malnutrition. He's pretty rundown overall, close to
exhaustion.   He's showing no visible signs of any STD's but we'll
have to wait for the results of the tests to be sure and that includes
AIDS.  The bruising runs from mild to severe but I don't believe
there's been any fractures.  His nausea this morning probably stems
from a combination of the drugs he's been forced to take and the
abrupt halt of them  as well as the sudden intake of food on an
system that just wasn't able to handle it after so long an abstinence." 
Max and Ian looked red faced at each other.  "The tremors and
nausea are not unexpected, gentlemen, considering what he's been
through.  It will probably continue for the next couple of days.  If it
doesn't abate or it gets worse, call me immediately. He also shows
tenderness in his lower abdominal area and fissures surrounding the
anus, again not unexpected.  I'd like to monitor both very carefully
in the next week or so."  With each new pronouncement, all three
men were looking rather dejected so Dr. Samuels proceeded quickly. 


"And now for the good news.  Barring the possible negative news
on the blood work, Kelly is a young man with a lot going for him. 
Getting his weight back up, rest, an easy diet of soft foods and with
a couple of prescriptions I'll write, I don't see why Kelly shouldn't
be well back on the road to recovery in a couple of weeks."  The
affectionate grins they all exchanged with each other, affirmed Dr.
Samuels of his decision to help the gay community.  But it also
prompted him to turn toward the two older men.  "That means, NO
anal sex, NO exertion, NO enemas and complete rest with good
nutritious food.  And I'm holding you two responsible, is that
clear?" Dr. Samuels stood and glared up at them from his 5'6".  The
large men were totally intimidated and just nodded dumbly.

End Part Three
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