EARTHQUAKE HEAVEN
Chapter 5
Loving, and being surrounded by love did wonderful and amazing things for our grades. I had always been a good student, but now I excelled, it was almost a certainty that I would come away from college with a first class degree. Hashi had always been an exceptional student, driven by his love for me and the determination to find me in the US if I hadn't found him again first. My professor was almost ecstatic at my progress and showed it by inviting Hashi and I to a special dinner just before Christmas. It was held at his house and the remainder of the guests were all current or past students that we realised as the evening went on were all gay. He flattered us as, over dinner, he told the other guests the story of Hashi and I. We both blushed almost scarlet at the end because everyone applauded.
Comments to me were along the lines of, "You are the most incredibly lucky man I know to have found such an exquisite lover."
Everyone of the guests, including the professor wondered if we were monogamous and if not could they take Hashi to bed for a couple of eons. It was all said light-heartedly and caused much hilarity after the first serious reply from Hashi. He stated that he had loved me from the age of seven and would love me until he died.
"I gave myself to Marco and for me that means that he owns my body as well as my heart. If he wanted to share me with anyone I would allow it to please him so you have to ask him if you want to take me to bed."
Of course my refusal to even consider it closed down any more serious comments, but not all the humorous ones.
The end of the semester and a long brake over Christmas and the New Year, John Paul was home again and we became an almost inseparable threesome. I was so pleased that the only two men I had ever been to bed with were becoming such close friends. None of us had been addicted to TV or computer games so our entertainment was mainly conversation and activities. We taught Hashi how to ice skate and took him tobogganing. Snowball fights nearly always ended up with Hashi and I ganging up on John Paul. The common feeling between us though, all the time was happiness in each other's company. I suppose it was only natural that conversation would cover sex issues at some time and it did. It became obvious to John that I was almost 100% top in my new relationship.
"I don't want to embarrass Hashi, Marco, but I know you used to love me to fuck you. How does that work now if Hashi only wants to bottom?"
I hugged Hashi who was blushing and looking very embarrassed.
"My world is so close to perfect having Hashi in it that this tiny omission is easily set aside. He does fuck me occasionally, but even if he never did I wouldn't worry."
With a very wicked grin on his face, John continued.
"Well you are my best friends and I would be more than happy to cover that little problem for you Marco. If Hashi were to watch my technique he might find that it gives him huge satisfaction as well."
I didn't need reminding of John's technique, it was seared on my brain. I think he had a fully articulated cock, it found places even Heineken couldn't reach.***
I was shocked when it was Hashi who replied.
"I know of your love for Marco, and the wonderful teacher you became. I have been the lucky recipient of all that knowledge so if Marco wanted to let you make love to him again I would not mind."
I had learnt much about the Asian psyche during my year in Japan and internet study. Monogamy wasn't the holy grail with many of them. Love without any deviousness or hidden unfaithfulness were the important considerations. I understood then, Hashi's own comment at the professor's dinner. He would have sex with anyone, as long as I sanctioned it, for him the reverse obviously was true as well. I tried to make light of it.
"Oh, that's good then, shall we schedule a sex session for tomorrow while mother is at work. You can watch John Paul fuck my brains out."
"I am happy with that my Love. I would be pleased to see him give you much happiness."
I looked at John Paul who was sat mouth agape just staring at Hashi. Neither of us had expected that, least of all John.
*** Heineken used to have an advert saying that it reached the parts other beers didn't
"I think Hashi and I need to talk about this after you have gone John, but come prepared tomorrow."
We did talk about it in bed and Hashi told me how he truly felt.
"I don't believe love and sex are synonymous. I have loved you for more than eleven years, but we have only been having sex for a few months. If we never had sex again I would still love you. Sex is just one of the ways in which we communicate our love. You and John Paul love each other, and I am beginning to love him as well, so sex would just be another way of showing him, and letting him make love to you again would just be my way of telling you that I love you enough to let John satisfy you in a way that I'm not enthusiastic about."
I don't think I could have thought like that prior to knowing Hashi, but to show him how much I loved him for his openness and love for both me and John Paul, I made love to him as I had only ever done on our first foray into anal sex.
We both cried with happiness, what a pair we were, always turning on the water taps, but fortunately it was always the happy taps.
The next day, John Paul had us rolling with laughter as soon as I told him it was a go for him to fuck me. He had his tongue out instantly, panting like a dog. We were rolling with laughter as I grabbed him at the same time as Hashi and we had a group hug, mainly I think so that we didn't fall over laughing.
The following action was all I could have asked for. John Paul made love to me like he used to, lots of kisses and gentle caressing as he took over my body. At times, it was difficult to be serious because Hashi kept crossing our vision. He was everywhere, looking closely at what John was doing to me. For him it was a clinical exercise, I'm sure he didn't think in terms of the eroticism because I noted that he didn't get an erection. When we orgasmed, Hashi sat back on his haunches close to the bed with a look of wonder on his face.
"That was amazing, Marco, almost the same as you making love to me. The way he moved his hips was different and I could see how much difference that made to your satisfaction. It's a pity I have such a little cock, I don't think I could do that to you."
John Paul was surprised at that comment until I clarified it.
"Hashi thinks he is small because we are quite a lot bigger, but he still has about five inches which feels wonderful inside me at either end."
"Marco is right, Hashi, as long as you can hit his prostate you can give him the same satisfaction as I do. I'll demonstrate if you like."
John had said that with a grin on his face as he looked at me. So I thought I would shock him.
"Well, you only have to ask him, John, if he says yes I will have no problem."
Hashi looked at me with a look that made me want to crease up with laughter. Instead, I took him in my arms and told him.
"I love you so much, I can refuse you nothing. If you would like John to make love to you I will be quite happy to watch, as you did with John and me."
He whispered back at me, "Are you sure?"
I nodded, and that was it. He took his clothes off, stood in front of John and in a little boy voice said, "Will you make love to me John Paul, please."
John was speechless, just looking at a naked Hashi.
His look of anguish as he looked at me made me realise how unbelievably gorgeous Hashi was, confirmed by John's gasped comment.
"I don't know if I dare, Marco, he is the most beautiful creature I have ever set eyes on. I am sure I will want to kill you afterwards so that I can have him forever."
Fortunately, Hashi realised that there was an incipient crisis building here and he stepped in, laughing.
"Come on silly, you'll embarrass me if you don't do something with me."
The ensuing lovemaking brought tears to my eyes. John Paul made every effort to impress to make the experience for Hashi, exquisite. He still came far too quickly considering he had only orgasmed inside me a half hour previously.
There were three supremely contented young men sat around the lounge talking about the experience after we had cleaned up. I realised fully at that time just how incredibly lucky I was. In my eyes Hashi was the most adorable and beautiful creature on the planet, now John Paul was confirming that it wasn't just me that thought so having actually made love to him. I would never take this man for granted knowing what I now had confirmed for me.
I guess it was quite natural then for it not to end there and Hashi was quite happy to get involved in a threesome, well, more than one actually. When John Paul was home we indulged frequently rotating who was spit roasted. We were very diplomatic about it, I didn't want my love to think that we were hitting on him because of how gorgeous we thought he was so the first time it was me in the middle, then John Paul and finally Hashi. I realised when Hashi was in the middle how much he had come to enjoy sex. He was so enthusiastic with me fucking him and John getting a blowjob. Afterwards he almost bounced round the room.
"That was so exciting, Marco, I don't mind how often we do that."
I winked at John before replying.
"Ok then, when John goes back to college I'll find a few more gay guys to make up a threesome with us. I'm sure our professor would jump at the chance."
I saw Hashi's face drop and then he replied very quietly.
"If that will please you I won't mind."
John and I both laughed so hard we nearly fell over.
When I could speak again I told him.
"I was only joking my Love, John is very special, but no one else will ever enjoy your body except us two."
Big cuddle and he understood my sense of humour a little more.
That was how our life went forward. John Paul finished college at the same time as me because he did an extra year for more credits. I took a year out, working with abused kids before going back to college to study psychology. I finished at the same time as Hashi and we both started our working life at the same time. He worked for a major importer, and you can probably guess the nationality of the trading partner. Yes, Japanese. A management graduate who could speak fluent English and Japanese was a boon and it proved the road to rapid advancement. I became a child psychologist doing a load of voluntary work, but I also had a lucrative practice as well.
John Paul went to New York and made more money than he would ever need but remained my best friend and visited us often.
"I need to have the occasional sex with the two sexiest men on the planet to remind myself of what I am missing."
That comment remained true for him as long as he lived. He never had a steady lover, making do with paid escorts mostly, he told us.
"I would make the effort to keep a lover if I ever found one as fantastic as either of you, but until then I just take them to bed to relieve the pressure."
Hashi never got upset, in fact, I think he rather enjoyed the threesomes even when we were quite old. We all kept in shape, Hashi with his swimming, me just keeping gym fit. I couldn't let myself go, that would have been insulting to my love.
We never bothered to buy a house, Mum was so good to us that we stayed with her until she died.
Looking back on my life it is amazing to think that I knew subconsciously at ten years old that Hashi would be my lifetime love, and he at seven years old knew the same.
THE END