The Trio from Rio – Chapter 2

DISCLAIMER: I am not connected to Emmerdale and its characters, which belong to ITV

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Miguel pulled Aaron's t-shirt off over his head; his hand roamed over the young mechanic's well-developed pecs and athletic torso. Aaron let Miguel do most of the work; he was still a little unsure about the situation. Jackson was at the forefront of his mind; he almost felt like he was being unfaithful, but he knew that Jackson had called time on their relationship and he did not see the harm in indulging himself! After all, it was three whole months since he and Jackson last 'did the deed' and he was beyond horny! Plus, Miguel was a very sexy guy and he did like him a lot, even though they had just met.

Miguel had whipped his own singlet off now, revealing his hunky upper body. Aaron had seen it before, of course, when Miguel was in the parade, but now he had the opportunity to study it up close. He ran his right hand up Miguel's strong left arm, squeezing the bulging bicep and moving on to the strong, muscular chest. Miguel suddenly jumped up and, with a quick movement of his hands, pulled his tight shorts off, leaving him naked. Aaron caught a glimpse of Miguel's impressive endowment as he sat down again; his excitement was plain to see! Aaron's own manhood was causing his shorts to tent out and he was relieved when Miguel pulled them down his strong legs, letting his erection spring free. Miguel then pulled Aaron to him again, once more using his hot tongue to invade Aaron's receptive mouth. Aaron kissed back, surrendering to the moment.

In a way, this was a new experience for Aaron. Jackson had been the only man he had ever slept with, so Miguel would only be his second. But, he had learnt how to please his boyfriend and he felt confident that the same techniques would bring pleasure to his new partner. He began by nibbling Miguel's left ear, which elicited a moan from the young Brazilian. Suddenly, consumed with passion, Miguel threw Aaron onto his back and sprawled across him; their naked bodies coming into intimate contact. Then, Miguel began licking and biting one of Aaron's nipples, making him gasp with delight.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the front door; two men's voices could be heard, gabbling away in Portuguese. Miguel stopped what he was doing and jumped up.

"Who's that?" Aaron enquired.

"It'll be my brothers, Leonardo and Thiago!" answered Miguel.

"Brothers?"

"Yeah, I live with my brothers!"

Just then, Leonardo and Thiago came bounding in. Aaron was mortified, lying on the settee as naked as the day he was born! He used his hands to cover his modesty! However, he was in for an even bigger shock; Leonardo and Thiago were like duplicates of Miguel! Not only that, but the two men were wearing shirts emblazoned with the name of the hotel where Aaron was staying! Then it dawned on the young mechanic who Miguel had reminded him of! One of the brothers happened to be the desk clerk who had greeted him on arrival at the hotel!

Miguel jumped up and stood in front of his brothers, still naked and erect, as if it was the most natural thing in the world! Leonardo and Thiago laughed and started feeling him up! Leonardo tugged on Miguel's manhood, while Thiago slapped his buttocks. The whole time, all three babbled away excitedly in their native tongue while Aaron looked on in astonishment! He could see that the brothers were very comfortable with each other and their bodies; and he wondered if this was a brotherly thing or a Brazilian thing; either way, it unnerved him!

Something else that unnerved him was the fact that the three brothers were obviously identical. He had never met triplets before and he felt odd that the only other people in the room were clones of each other! But he was about to become even more uncomfortable when Leonardo approached him, "So, our brother has found us a hot boy to play with, eh?"

"WHAT?" Aaron could not believe his ears.

"He always finds us nice, sexy boys! This is a nice one, Miguel. English, eh?" Leonardo drew closer, "We like...how you say...gang-bangy time!"

Aaron shot up from his seat and grabbed his shorts; hurriedly pulling them on, "I don't know what's going on here; and I don't want to know! You guys are weird!" Aaron rapidly found his shoes and t-shirt and dressed quickly.

"Please, Aarrron!" Miguel pouted, "Don't go! We were just getting started!"

"Well, we've finished! I don't want to take part in your kinky games!"

Leonardo had a smirk on his handsome face, "You English! You're all the same! So tight-up about sex!"

"Tight-up?" realisation dawned for Aaron, "You mean uptight! Anyway, I'm not!"

"Yes, you are!" Miguel insisted, "In Rio, we celebrate sex! It's a gift given to all of us; to share our bodies, you just need to go with the flow!"

"Yeah," Leonardo took hold of Miguel's weapon and waved it in Aaron's direction! "Don't you want a taste of Miguel's missile?"

"Christ! I'm outta here!" Aaron finished pulling on his trainers and bolted, hotfoot, from the house. He ran down the cobbled road as fast as his legs would carry him. He was not sure exactly where he was in relation to his lodgings; or if he was heading in the right direction, but he knew that he had to get away and just kept on going. Fortunately, after a short distance, he could see the bay ahead and knew that he should find the hotel without too much difficulty.

Adam was already back in the hotel room when an out-of-breath Aaron appeared.

"I wasn't expecting you back so quickly!" Adam smiled at his friend, "I thought you'd be with Manuel!"

"Miguel!" Aaron corrected him.

"Whatever! Did you get jiggy with him?"

"Is that all you ever think about?"

"I take it, from your long face, that the answer's 'no'! Blow you out, did he?"

"Listen, smart-arse, if you must know, I blew him out, OK?"

"Why?" Adam was surprised, "He was a nice looking lad! Wasn't he 'up for it'? I thought Brazilians were red hot lovers!"

"You don't know the half of it!" Aaron grimaced.

"What do you mean?" Adam did not understand.

"Well, we were getting...friendly, you know, but then his two brothers burst in!"

"Wow!" Adam could not resist a smirk, "Catch you at it, did they?"

"You could say that!"

"So, what happened, did they sling you out?"

"No...they wanted to join in!"

"WHAT?" Adam looked shocked.

"Yeah, maybe that's what triplets do!" Aaron was still trying to reconcile it all in his head.

"They were triplets?" Adam sat on the bed; he thought that he had enough surprises for one day, but there were still more in store for him.

"That's not all," Aaron continued, "You remember the guy who checked us in at the desk when we arrived?"

"Yeah!" Adam wondered where this was leading.

"He was one of them...the triplets, I mean!"

"Bloody hell!" Adam could not believe it, but then, why would Aaron lie?

"Seems they wanted a gang-bang; or something!"

"Bloody hell!" Adam repeated himself.

"Is that all you can say?" Aaron sat on the bed, next to Adam.

"Sorry, mate!" Adam was genuinely concerned for his friend, "I had no idea! I don't know what else to say!"

"I can't believe I did that!" Aaron put his head in his hands.

"Did what?"

"Let Miguel touch me like that! What was I thinking?"

"You're entitled to shag whoever you want!" Adam said, bluntly, "You're a free agent!"

"That's what Jackson said!" Aaron looked at Adam.

"But...you and him are finished, aren't you?"

"Yeah...I s'pose!" Aaron had a wistful look in his eyes.

"Anyway," Adam tried to lighten the mood, "If hot Brazilian triplets came on to me; girls that is, I'd be in there like a rat up a drainpipe!"

"Yeah, but you're just a tart!" Aaron dug his elbow into his friend's ribs.

"Oi Livesy! Stop taking the moral high ground! It wasn't me who just jumped into bed with a hunky Brazilian!"

"Shut up!" Aaron jumped up, suddenly embarrassed by the memory of his encounter with Miguel. He was secretly relieved that it had not gone any further; and he realised that he was not yet over Jackson...not by a long way!

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Back in Emmerdale, Jackson called into the Woolpack for a drink. It was cold for the time of year; and he could not help thinking about Aaron, who must have been sunning himself in Rio! In fact, he could not stop thinking about Aaron, full stop! The young mechanic was on his mind; morning, noon and night! It was all he could think about; those gorgeous blue eyes, the fit body, the sexy smile, the deep, moody demeanour! God, he loved that lad so much!

As he sat near the bar, he heard Moira and Chas chatting and ear-wigged on their conversation.

"I've had a text from Adam!" Moira announced, knowing that Chas would be interested in news of Aaron.

"I thought he'd be too busy to be sending you messages!" Chas replied.

"That's just it! He said that he was stuck in his hotel room without Aaron! He said that Aaron had met a fit young Brazilian lad and he'd gone off with him!"

Jackson nearly choked on his beer! He could not believe it! Aaron had met someone else! He jumped up from his stool and rushed out of the door; he needed some air; and fast!

As Jackson walked through the village, his mind was racing. He could not believe the intense feelings of jealousy that had welled up inside him. Aaron had 'gone off' with another lad! He told himself that he was being ridiculous; after all, he himself had told Aaron that he was free to do as he pleased. Yet, suddenly, he realised that he had been living a lie! He was still hopelessly in love with the young mechanic and wanted to tell him so, yet, Aaron was half way around the world and he could not reach him. He had trouble getting the thought of Aaron and the young Brazilian out of his mind. He imagined all kinds of scenarios but, in the end, they all boiled down to one thing; Aaron had, in all probability, slept with someone else! Adam had described him as a 'fit young Brazilian lad' and Jackson dreamed up an image of a sultry, brown-skinned demi-god! He took an instant dislike to Miguel; even though he had never met him and did not even know his name!

Jackson came to the small, wooden bridge across the stream and stood for ages, staring into the rippling waters below. He had no idea how long he stood there, but, as a bitter wind suddenly blew in his direction, he shivered and hunched himself against the cold. He realised that the evening shadows were falling and he needed to get himself home. Home...without Aaron. His Aaron; the infuriating, irritating, aggressive, sullen, brilliant, wonderful lad!

Later, after Jackson had retired to his bed for the night, the mental picture of the mysterious Brazilian haunted him. Every time he closed his eyes; he could see Aaron with the hunky stranger, wrapped in his arms, and he was doing things to Aaron that only he himself had ever done before. The thought of it was driving him insane! In one way, he wished that he had never met the surly young man, that long-ago night in Bar West. But, he knew that he was being stupid; no-one else had ever made him feel the way that Aaron did!

He asked himself why he had pushed Aaron away; and he could not come up with a reasonable answer!