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My whole body froze for a second, and my eyes again went to her belly. Gii's ex-girlfriend and now she was apparently with his brother? Why hadn't Gii mentioned that to me? Why did she mention it? Did it even matter that they'd been together? Maybe it did to her… I couldn't help but think that maybe she was trying to have Gii through his brother?

"Don't worry. We never did anything," she said. "It was an innocent teenage romance. I realized once he came out that I was used as his cover. But it's okay."

She shrugged, like it wasn't a big deal. Maybe it wasn't now, but I was pretty sure it had been. Why else would she have said she'd made her peace with him earlier?

"How long were you together?" I wasn't sure I wanted to know.

I'd never thought of myself as jealous, but then I'd never found myself face-to-face with Gii's ex before either.

"For most of middle school. Until he came out."

Silence descended. I tried not to look at her. I didn't want to seem like I was staring.

"Look, Takumi. It was Takumi, right?"

"Yeah." Short and easy name, not too hard to remember.

"All of this." She motioned around the room, but I had a feeling it wasn't the room itself she was referring to. "It's not as bad as it seems. I mean, Gii had some bad experiences once he came out, but who doesn't?"

I hadn't.

"We really aren't so bad, any of us. Eiko is grieving, so is Norio. But they're not badpeople. They're just a little… they don't understand."

"Don't understand what?"

"How he could stay away for four years. Eiko is okay with the whole gay thing, even if she can't quite comprehend the fact that he married another man."

One thing was missing from that sentence, and it bothered me. "His brother's not okay with it?"

Her lips pursed again. I took that as a no.

"His extended family's a bit crazy. Has he told you about them?"

I nodded. The paranoid uncle, the aunt who didn't leave her home… Yeah. "They seem like a weird bunch."

Maybe that word wasn't the best to use, but it was all I could come up with.

She chuckled. "They are. But then don't we all have something weird about us?"

I'd made up my mind. I liked Miyako. She seemed like a decent person, and she had humour. If anyone else didn't welcome me around here, at least she seemed to be okay with me. I guess it was better than nobody.

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DINNER WAS TENSE.

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Norio was still flat out ignoring me, and Gii seemed to be ignoring his brother. Eiko kept her head bowed through most of dinner; she didn't say a single word. Miyako tried to keep a conversation going, but no one seemed inclined to speak with her.

I was relieved when Gii and I escaped up to his bedroom.

"Mom admitted to wanting us to have separate bedrooms." Gii grabbed both of our bags. "But I set her straight. So we've got the guest room now."

"Oh." I followed him across the hall, into a room that was even more sparsely furnished.

There was only a double bed and a nightstand on each side, as well as a closet.

He sat down on the bed and glanced up at me. "Do you regret it?"

"Regret what?" I went over to stand in-between his thighs. I looped my arms around his neck and leaned down to press a kiss to the top of his head.

"Coming here with me? They haven't exactly been very welcoming." He wrapped his arms tightly around my waist.

"They've never met me before."

"Why can't my family be normal?"

"I don't think my family's normal either. Remember? Your family is maybe a bit more normal, when it comes to reactions. Someone's always going to take issue when there are two gay men around. Not everyone's going to be supportive."

"They could try to be a little bit nicer. You're not fucking invisible. You're a big part of my life."

I hugged his shoulders. "Maybe they'll realize that these few days we're here."

"I doubt it. You know what Mom said when I asked why they hadn't told me Dad was ill?"

"No." I looked into his eyes.

"She said she didn't think I wanted to know. That I'd left them and never bothered to come back."

"That's…" Jesus. That was cruel. He'd been Gii's dad, of course he'd deserved to know the man had been ill.

Even with what had happened within mine, I would still want to know if one of my parents were ill. What kind of son would I be not to? What kind of son did that insinuate they thought Gii was?

I wish I had the backbone to speak up for him, to challenge. I wondered if I could, if it came to that. I looked up into his face and that soft smile that had melted my heart, freed me of my internal prison and I know that for him, I would challenge the wind god.

"Yeah." He sighed. "I think Dad's the one who was the most okay with me. It's weird, really, but Mom seems to be a lot more hostile towards me now than she'd been when Dad was still alive."

"Why is it weird? Wasn't she like this before you left for college?"

"Not quite so bad. Usually it's the father that minds having a gay son the most, but I think it's opposite for me. Dad didn't like it, but he accepted it as long as he didn't have to get it shoved in his face. Like all the posters in my room. That's why he never went into it anymore."

"Maybe it's just because she's grieving. He did just die." I didn't like the thought of Gii not being accepted by his family. Maybe it seemed so far-fetched to me because I'd always been accepted.

"I wish I could've seen him one last time. Or at least talked to him." Gii's voice grew thick. He was fighting his emotions. "I should've come back here. For Dad."

"None of them told you anything. Not even your dad. So you couldn't have known." I put my free hand on Gii's chest, caressing him. He was wearing a T-shirt to bed and the fabric bunched under my hand.

"At least you're here to say a final good-bye to him," I whispered. "At least you get that."

They could've chosen not to tell him about his dad's death too. After seeing what I had, and hearing what he'd just said, I wouldn't have put it past them.

"Yeah." He reached over to me and pulled me in close. His strong arms wrapped around me again. "At least I get that. And I've got you here with me, too."

"I'll always be with you, whatever happens."

"I love you so much, Takumi. Don't ever doubt that."

I smiled against his chest. "I don't. I don't doubt it for a second."

I never had.

"No matter what, babe, you mean everything to me. You're my family." He kissed me.

I straddled his lap and sat down, enjoying the way his tongue teased me. I loved kissing Gii, had since our very first kiss four years ago. He was an excellent kisser— always had been. I had to wonder though where he'd learned it, considering he'd only ever been with one person in this town, and that person was a girl.

I woke up highly aroused and bathed in the warmth of afternoon sunlight.

Jetlag was a bitch and I was not surprised that I had drifted off while we were cuddling. Gii, however, seemed to want to wake me in a way that would make me blush later just thinking about it. In his parent's house too!

One hand was on my Chest, another sliding in the band of my shorts. While a mouth suckled at a nipple breast. I moaned and arched my pelvis into the hand thinking Gii was waking me up for some love.

The fingers swirled in a delectable circle making me moan with pleasure as something...another finger perhaps...or maybe a thumb... gently grazed my hole.

Amazing mini jolts of electricity spiralled throughout my body. My nipples grew taut, aching for attention. My wish was granted as a warm mouth closed over one and fingers pinched the other.

I felt a third finger join the first two inside my hole. They began to pump in and out me, stretching and flexing a little with every thrust. The hand twisted as it moved back and forth. The relentless movement heightened my arousal making me ache for more. I wanted to be stretched and filled.

And my dick needed more attention.

Again my wish was granted.

Fingers exposed my aroused nub, and a warm, wet mouth closed over it. Lips sucking at it.

Teasing.

Then a tongue started flicking it, gently at first just a small nudge then harder and faster as the smooth fingers pumped in and out my hole.

Something large and hard was pushing into my opening. It was hard and hot, the girth stretching me wide, filling me like I had never been filled before. It hurt...splendidly.

"The scent of your arousal and satisfaction fills the room. He nuzzled at my throat. I felt his teeth graze the tender flesh. My nether regions twitched, craving him. Nothing compared to Gii when he sank teeth and cock into me at the same time.

"Oh god, Gii, fuck me. Sink your cock into me; sink your teeth into me. Fuck me now, I need you." I begged wantonly. "Stop teasing!"

He complied without a word, sliding his thick, hard shaft into me deep and fast.

Usually, he takes his time so I can adjust to his size. This time, I was more than ready, and he slid right in.

All the way in.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him tighter. Simultaneously opening myself for deeper penetration and creating an angle that rubbed my dick on his body.

Desire seared me like fire. I needed him to burn me out before I exploded. He was relentless as he pumped into me, rocking my body, orgasm after orgasm ripped through me, but it only made me want more.

He flipped us over so that I was riding him. And I rode him good. Hard. My head was thrown back, I couldn't get enough. The room spun with shadows. How could there be shadows in the sunlight filled room? It had been so bright.

I leaned forward, putting my throat on display in front of Gii. A crazed expression drifted across his features; a wild glow blazed in his eyes. Hunger ripped through him.

He gripped me in an intimate embrace, holding tight as he kissed me, his penis growing harder and longer inside me becoming even more engorged from my love that flowed into him.

I collapsed against him, his dick still deep in me. Then it slid out as he moved us, kissing and exploring with his hands.

Hands spread apart my buttocks and his dick was again pushed into the opening of my anus.

"Oh god," I moaned. I couldn't fight it. I didn't want to. I let it slide into me.

Gently it was eased into me, stretching my tender bits slowly until I relaxed.

It was hard to relax when I was so damn turned on and overwhelmed with sexual intensity that I thought I was going to burst completely. But I relaxed enough to enjoy the penetration.

I was stuffed.

Gii seemed to enjoy it, as he threw his head back and roared with pleasure. He thrust his hips up, slamming into my body pumping in and out of me faster.

Back and forth.

The emotion built, the fire blazed, and the sensation was ready to boil over. Finally, I exploded. Every nerve ending, every molecule of my body went into overdrive as the most extreme orgasm of my life ripped through me.

I screamed, moaned and thrashed as the orgasm pleasurably tore me apart.

Gii held me close. I felt his body shudder, and his penis pump heat into me. It was the last sensation my body could take.

This was no little death.

I collapsed.

I lost consciousness.

I awoke later to Gii staring at me. His eyes were wide and full of

amazement.

I had cum so hard it felt like I was convulsing on the bed.

Now as he watched him cleaning us both with shaky hands I realized that it had been something special to him, more of an ownership of himself than me.

I could live with that.