The smell of rain filled Akito’s senses soothing him as he felt himself slowly awaken. Keeping his eyes closed he let his mind drift, slowly finding his way out of his dreams as he tried to figure out what had happened to him. He didn’t remember going to sleep or how he had gotten into his futon, yet that was now where he was. Slowly his mind pieced together the turning of events of the previous day; of the boy he had found on his doorstep, of his connection to the Sakamoto clan, the appearance of Ryu, and the horrifying realization that Kyoshi was in fact his brother.

He listened to the rain falling, feeling at a lost of what to do. He honestly didn’t want to get involved with his family again, especially with his father and brother. Yet he couldn't see a way to avoid it anymore. He couldn’t see a way out of the problem of Kyoshi who had presented one of the most difficult choices Akito had ever made. Even though he had just found out about the connection between them, it still didn't make the boy any less important to him. Kyoshi was his brother and he couldn't let him be hurt.

Sighing he sat up running a hand though his long hair and looking out into the rain drenched garden, frustrated. The light rain continued to fall from the slate colored sky as Tsubame walked past his room, stopping when she saw him awake.

"Akito-sama," Tsubame said, kneeling down next to him gracefully.

"How did I end up here?" Akito asked, looking at the worried woman intently.

"You collapsed as soon as Ryusuke-sama left. Doctor Gensi said it was the shock and stress," Tsubame said quietly.

"The boy?"

"He has awakened, yet does nothing but stare into the garden, he will not speak unless spoken to. I told the doctor that Kyoshi is your half brother, in hopes it will help him. He said he will be back this morning with the lab results. If you wish I will also ask my sister about what is known within the Sakamoto clan about the boy," Tsubame said hesitantly.

"So you were listening?" Akito said, looking away from the woman knowing that she had heard the full of it including his offer to Ryu.

"I’m sorry," Tsubame said with guilt in her voice even as she held her gaze steady.

"It is no matter. Please inquire about the boy but be discreet. I doubt Ryu will bring up where he is to father until he has no choice. Let’s not hasten his knowledge of Kyoshi’s whereabouts," Akito said, rising from his futon. "What time is it?"

"Ten, I thought I should wake you sooner but the doctor was insistent that you stay in bed as long as your body needed," Tsubame answered, still kneeling as she looked up at Akito.

"Tell me when Gensi arrives," Akito said, walking away from the woman kneeling on the floor looking at her hands.

"Akito-sama..." Tsubame started only for Akito to cut her off.

"Not now Tsubame, not now," Akito said tiredly. He just wasn’t ready to talk about it with anyone, even the woman who knew him so well.

Akito dressed in a dark blue kimono leaving his long hair down, knowing he wouldn’t be leaving the house for the day. Once dressed and feeling a little more composed he went to one of the few westernized rooms in his house. Entering his large study the lights instantly came on detecting his presence and lighting the dark rich room filled with deep burgundy colors. He sat down at his desk, a mirror replica of the one at Black Heaven, and placed a call to Takamura, knowing he needed to tell the man he wouldn’t be into work. His head throbbed as he waited impatiently. It wasn’t long before his partner’s bright, energetic face appeared on the screen.

"Hey, good morning. You look like shit," Takamura said bluntly. "And here I thought you might be getting laid."

"Thank you for your concern. I won’t be into work for a few days," Akito said, ignoring the jibe as he was used to the man’s blunt, teasing manner with him that had become a cornerstone of their relationship.

"Huh? What’s going on Akito? You never miss work, it’s all you’ve got after all."

"Family problems," Akito said shortly.

"Family...Akito should I be expecting a visit soon?" Takamura asked, his whole face turning serious.

"No, nothing like that. I promise my family won’t interfere with Black Heaven, although you might end up without a partner before it is all said and done," Akito said, tired.

"Akito..."

"Later Takamura, I promise later I will explain everything, but right now I don’t even know what the full consequence of my actions will be and what I’m even going to do. Whatever the case I will come by in a few days and explain everything and by then I hopefully will have a better idea of what I’ve gotten myself into," Akito said, looking at the man’s light brown eyes through the wide screen monitor and seeing worry cloud them.

"Shit Akito, be careful will you. Black Heaven needs you more than you realize. What do you want me to do with the newest batch of trainees? You were to take over classes for five of them on Wednesday," Takamura asked.

"Delay the class until next week for now, also look into having someone take over for me. I don’t know if it will be necessary but it never hurts to be prepared. Ask Jehan if he would come back for a couple of months if nothing else," Akito said thoughtfully.

"If you asked him he would do it but I doubt he would if I did," Takamura grinned.

"Don’t be absurd," Akito said with a shake of his head. "There was never anything between us."

"I know, but that doesn't mean Jehan didn’t want there to be," Takamura shot back.

"You will never change," Akito said.

"Neither will you, but I will contact him nonetheless."

"Good, if you need anything call the house. I will be here," Akito instructed.

"Will do. Be careful Akito-chan," Takamura said seriously.

"I will," Akito said, disconnecting the call.

Be careful. Akito wondered if that was even possible. Standing up he left his study and headed towards Kyoshi’s room. He knew that he needed to at least check up on the boy as he had yet to see him since he had left him in Tsubame’s care the day before. Strangely enough he didn't feel nervous at seeing his lost kitten again despite the fact he now knew Kyoshi was in fact his own brother. It seemed almost unreal that he now had another family member. In the past six years he had done everything he could to distance himself from his family and now, ironically, it was the appearance of an unknown brother that would pull him back into his father’s reach.

Akito opened the sliding door to the guest room where Kyoshi was to see the boy sitting on the walkway in a light white robe looking out into the misty garden with his legs dangling over the wood platform. Akito quietly walked across the room and out onto the walk way as the boy turned. Instantly Kyoshi turned fully to kneel down in front of him, the boy’s head bowed at Akito’s feet.

Akito looked down at his brother sadly. It was the last thing he had wanted from the boy and yet he knew how ingrained the gesture was. It was the first thing he had drilled into the new children that were brought to him when he had run the brothels and he had no doubt that it had not changed in his absence. The thought made him a little sick as he looked down at the bowed head, once again the reality of what Kyoshi had been hit him.

"Kyoshi, please get up. You do not have to do that here," Akito said softly as the boy looked up at him briefly before studying the floor once again.

Kyoshi rose obediently on his knees his hands folded on them carefully. Akito sighed softly, reaching out to lift the boy’s face to look at it. He stared at the young expressionless face, seeing the echoes of his father in the high cheekbones, dark eyes, and most of all in the silky midnight hair that reminded him a lot of Ryu’s and their father’s with its short style framing his face. That was where the similarities ended though, he thought as he looked at the slender body with its far too pale skin. His frame was much less bulky than that of their father’s and must have been a hallmark of his unfortunate mother.

Akito looked at the boy, still a little amazed that he had another brother. He had always been aware that his father might have had other children outside of Ryu and himself but he had never thought on it much. Now kneeling in front of the boy it had become real to him as he gazed at Kyoshi’s face. He had a brother, one that was not part of the Sakamoto’s even if his life had been woven into the clan against his will.

He noticed as he stared at Kyoshi that a flicker of recognition lit his dark almost black eyes. Whether it was for him or his brother Ryu he didn’t know but at least he finally was able to see something on the blank, emotionless face.

"Do you remember who I am?" Akito asked.

"Akito-sama," Kyoshi said in a soft deep voice that once against surprise Akito with the velvety sound.

"Just Akito, Kyoshi. Do you know who I am, who Ryusuke is to you?" Akito asked.

"Ryusuke-sama owns me. I belong to his family, and to you," Kyoshi answered obediently in a tone devoid of emotion, once again looking down at his folded hands with his body shaking.

"Not anymore. You belong to yourself," Akito said, surprised to see a flicker of panic run across the boy’s face which was quickly suppressed.

"No, I belong to Ryusuke-sama. He always comes for me. Always," Kyoshi whispered, as if reassuring himself.

"Ryu was already here and left. I will care for you now Kyoshi, you will no longer serve in the brothel," Akito said gently.

"Why?" Kyoshi whispered, not looking up.

"You’re our brother. What father and Ryu did to you is wrong and I won’t let them continue to do it. You don’t deserve this," Akito said, once again turning the boy’s face upward. He was surprised to see tears in the young man’s eyes.

Akito waited as a single tear slipped down Kyoshi's face, wondering at its cause. He gently wiped it away looking with compassion at his younger brother and feeling his heart ache for him. The little kitten was so very pale and trembling slightly as Akito touched him gently.

"Kyoshi?"

"He will come for me," Kyoshi mumbled, closing his eyes.

"Is that what you wish for?" Akito asked gently as he brushed the tears off the pale cheek, surprised to feel the hot skin under his hand.

"I don’t know," Kyoshi said as he looked up directly into Akito’s eyes for the first time without prompting before doubling over clutching his stomach.

Akito reached out for the boy calling out for Tsubame, cursing as he wrapped an arm around his brother. Kyoshi tore out of his arms to lean over retching over the walkway into the garden below. The sound was horrifying to Akito as he watched, helpless. When he was finished Akito picked the boy up and carried him back to his futon, wondering where Tsubame was until the woman entered followed closely by Doctor Gensi.

Akito looked over that the lean grey haired man, relieved. Quickly the tall man knelt down next to Kyoshi, withdrawing a small injection gun and vial of bluish substance which he loaded into the shiny silver gun with a click. He pressed it to the boy’s supple right arm and with a hiss the content of the small vial was forced into Kyoshi’s body. Akito watched, holding Kyoshi’s sweaty hand, as Gensi ran his medical handheld, thay quickly displayed an array of information on Kyoshi’s now limp body. Akito’s gaze shifted between the frowning doctor and the almost asleep kitten worriedly. He could guess at the cause of Kyoshi’s sickness since he knew the boy had been given drugs that he was now not receiving. Yet he wanted to know the extent of Kyoshi’s problem as he waited impatiently for Gensi to speak.

"Well?"

"It isn't going to work," Gensi said with a frustrated sigh.

"But..."Akito started only to stop when Gensi raised his hand.

"Come on Akito, the boy will sleep for the next hour with the sedative that was in it and we need to talk," Gensi said, raising his chocolate eyes from the boy to look at Akito with compassion and worry.

Akito nodded and rose as Tsubame slide into his place next to the boy, picking up his limp hand to enfold it in her own. Akito led the doctor into the nearby room as a young girl entered bearing tea, silently and unobtrusively she finished her task and left them alone. Akito looked up at the doctor who had once served him in the Sakamoto clan and had followed him to create Black Heaven, hoping that he would be able to help him once again.

"Well?"

"The lab results showed a multitude of drugs Akito. Not just the common ones but designer drugs. That’s why the blood diffuser couldn't analyze Kyoshi’s blood, it didn't even have the compounds on file. The lab was able to break them down and tell me what they would do to a human body," Gensi sighed irritably. "Akito there are at least six different drugs in the boy’s system. I had hoped that the suppressant would work, but it didn't. By the time we could synthesize one he would be over the withdraw symptoms, that is supposing we could even come up with one. I’m sorry Akito but you’re probably going to have to do this the hard way," Gensi said.

"But there has been so much advancement on drug rehabilitation. So many new drugs that repress drug withdraw symptoms," Akito said, his fist clenching. "Kyoshi had been through enough."

"I know Akito but these aren't run of the mill drugs. They’re custom made by the Sakamoto clan and you don't find them in the average junky, which the new rehab drugs are geared to. There aren’t many addicts that come in that need treatment for this level of addiction and therefore there aren’t any preventive drugs. The only normal drugs in his system are the aphrodisiacs and those you’re going to have to keep Kyoshi on until his system is clean of the others," Gensi said tiredly.

"You can't be serious. Those are the first thing that he should come off of," Akito said, looking up angrily at the man.

"Akito, listen to me. No, listen. Two of those drugs are dangerous to come off. When combined together they relax the boy and make it hard for him to recall past events. But as they are taken away they will cause great stress on Kyoshi’s body, including his heart. If we aren't careful it could send him into shock and his heart could stop. He’s been on them for far too long and they’re very dangerous when combined together. The side effects will be severe, I’m going to try to replicate them so we can wean Kyoshi away from them and hopefully limit the side effects, but still we have to limit the stress to his body. To pull those aphrodisiacs would be too much. His body is addicted to them. They gave him aphrodite Akito and you better than any know that you can’t quit that cold without effects. After all, your family made that aphrodisiac to be so addictive that no one ever left the brothels," Gensi explained.

Akito felt rage flood through him at his brother Ryu. Of all things to give Kyoshi he couldn’t believe that he had given him such a drug, let alone drugs that could actually kill their brother. Aphrodite took away all reason and left only lust in its place and was the worst of the aphrodisiacs that were given to the people that worked in the brothels. It was so addicting that very few were able to break free from its grip without very expensive suppressant drugs that were ten times as expensive as the aphrodite itself. It was one of the many ways that the Sakamoto clan kept their living toys in line. Yet Kyoshi was their brother, to give him such a devastating drug only fuelled Akito’s anger at his twin.

"What’s going to happen to him?" Akito asked.

"I can only guess Akito. I’ve broken down the drugs but I haven’t had dealings with this level of designer drug use and addiction before. A lot depends on whether I can replicate the drugs and find a suppressant to make the symptoms bearable. If I can’t there will be stomach pains, migraine, fever, seizures, and his body will ache unbearable at the very least. The aphrodite will also burn more sharply as the other drugs dissolve from his blood. When he is clean Akito, well… he will start to remember what was done to him more clearly. How much I don’t know but it will be another thing you are going have to deal with," Gensi said thoughtfully.

Akito looked away, his jaw tightening. He felt sick inside. It was the last thing he wanted to hear. Kyoshi once again was going to be tortured by his very own body just as surly as his own family had tortured him. There was nothing Akito could do to protect him from it either.

"Akito I know this is hard but the boy will get though it. He’s young and these drugs will burn though his blood faster than the normal ones," Gensi soothed.

"How long?" Akito asked, his eyes piercing the old doctor.

"Two weeks, perhaps longer," Gensi answered shortly.

Akito looked over at the old doctor and saw the grave sadness in his eyes, he knew Gensi was trying his best. He ached for his little kitten who had to endure yet another torture. He couldn't help but wonder why the boy had been pumped full of so many different drugs. The aphrodite was standard but he had never heard of any of the others that served in the brothels having been given such and elaborate concoction of drugs.

The boy’s response to Ryu also bothered Akito greatly. It was almost seemed as if Kyoshi wanted his brother to come for him. It seemed unbelievable that Kyoshi wanted to go back to the brothel but the other explanation was that he want to see Ryu, which also seemed impossible. Ryu wasn't kind, nor could he believe that he had treated the boy well. He hoped that eventually he would be able to understand what had happened to Kyoshi better in time.

"

Akito sat next to Kyoshi with a sleek grey reading pad in his hand, going over the newest roster for Black Heaven. He had only been a day away from his business but he felt unease at not going to work. Kyoshi murmured quietly as Akito put his reading aside to press a hand to the boy’s forehead which had thankfully cooled. Gensi had been right, Kyoshi had been terribly sick the previous day. Akito had brushed Tsubame aside and taken her place at Kyoshi’s side holding the boy as he cried out in pain in the darkened room and carefully helping him as he emptied the contents of his stomach only to continue to heave, unable to stop.

The day had been one of the worst Akito had experienced. He had felt so very helpless as he watched Kyoshi suffer through the pain of withdrawal from the drugs from his system. He had held him as Kyoshi begged for relief, for the drugs he had become accustom to. Akito watched the pain become engraved on his brother's face, a face that remind him far too much of Ryu to make Akito comfortable. The only thing that seemed to sooth him was the warm waters of the bath and Akito’s arms around him as he shook with pain.

Gensi had returned late into the night with yet another vial of yellowish drugs and had a tempered look of hope on his face as he read his instruments. He had synthesized as best he could the multitude of drugs in Kyoshi’s blood. In minute portions and mixed with a suppressant he had injected Kyoshi and it had seemed to help. Within hours the boy slept peacefully, his fever receding. Gensi guessed that although it would take longer to wean this brother off the addicting drugs in this way, it would also be less stressful and painful for him.

Kyoshi opened his dark black eyes looking up at him strangely. Akito noted the gaze, wondering once again what was going though the boy’s mind. He had said little the day before, being far to sick and lost within the agonizing pain of his body. Yet often times he would catch the boy gazing at him intently before yet another wave of pain caught him.

"Akito-sama," Kyoshi whispered softly, looking down at the floor.

"What is it Kyoshi? Do you want something? Food? A bath?" Akito asked, knowing the hot waters of the bath had soothed the boy the day before.

Suddenly the boy moved out of his futon to once again bow down before Akito, trembling a little.

"I told you..."

"Please, Akito-sama," Kyoshi breathed.

"It’s ok Kyoshi, you’ve done nothing wrong, now get up," Akito said softly.

Kyoshi stood, rising to his feet even as his hands slipped to the belt of his white robe and pulled the knot free easily. He let the robe slip from his slender shoulders, revealing his too pale skin that was marked with thin scars across his chest and soft belly. Most prominent of all was the long thick shaft that bobbing front of Akito’s face, drooling in its lust. Akito looked up at the young impassive face as Kyoshi stood trembling with something other than pain, his hands clasped behind his back.

"Kyoshi, no. You don't have to do this," Akito said sternly, looking up at the boy instead of the leaking member before him.

Suddenly Kyoshi’s face transformed, the impassive face fading as a look of pleading came to his eyes. A mixture of lust and pain suffused his face as he once again dropped to his knees. It was the first time Akito had ever seen any deep emotions on his face except pain.

"Please master. I’ll do anything to please you. Let me come, please master!" Kyoshi begged, his frightfully deep masculine voice pulling at Akito as he felt the boy’s hand reach up to touch his groin through the dark blue kimono.

Akito knocked the hand away looking at the boy, horrified. It was the last thing he wanted to hear from his younger brother, even as he felt a twinge in his sex at the warm touch and a voice that too closely resembled his twin’s for Akito to ignore. He felt a surge of disgust run through him at his body’s reaction as he tried to school his face, reminding himself of who Kyoshi was.

"Stop Kyoshi. I’m not your master, I’m your brother. We can't do this," Akito said in a stern, uncompromising voice.

"Brother? Kyoshi said uncomprehendingly, looking up at Akito in a daze. "No, you’re Ryusuke-sama’s brother."

"Ryusuke and I are your brothers," Akito replied, his voice softened slightly at the obvious confusion that suffused the boy’s face.

Kyoshi shook his head with a frown then looked at Akito again, his deep glassy eyes piercing through Akito as if seeing him for the first time. Suddenly tears came to his eyes as he slumped down on the futon. Without a thought Akito gathered the still naked kitten up in his arms. As he stroked the silken head he once again wondered what the boy knew. Was it possible he had no idea of his relation to Ryusuke and his father? It seemed impossible but at the same time Kyoshi’s reaction was that of someone that didn't know.

He felt the boy calming in his light embrace as he murmured soothing words until he felt a warm hand slip in his kimono caressing his chest. Akito jerked back with gasp, ignoring the hot surge of pleasure on such a simple touch.

"Kyoshi!"

"Please, I need ... you," Kyoshi gasped, looking up at him pleadingly.

Akito looked down to see the throbbing member, aghast at the long red shaft that was engorged to almost painful hardness. Akito finally realized that Kyoshi was suffering from the drugs circulating through him at an alarming rate and cursed his own stupidity. Potent drugs meant to keep the human livestock complacent and wanting had now over taken Kyoshi without him realizing it. Akito knew all too well the power of the drugs running through the boy’s system. The pain it could cause at being denied release, and the overwhelming hunger for the barest of touch.

Akito groaned quietly, looking at the naked pleading young man and feeling his body stir in response. Part of him wanted the little kitten, he knew it was wrong yet still the feelings stirred with him. Ryu’s words skittered through his mind, ‘he is deliciously tight’ caused him to harden even more. Ryu and Kyoshi were both his brothers and he knew he would’nt be able to forgive the sin of touching a brother a second time.

"Stay, I promise you will have release," Akito said and standing abruptly he fled before his body overwhelmed his mind.

Outside the room Akito breathed deeply, trying to calm himself. Walking hurriedly to his study, his desperately hoped that Takamura was still at work. Punching the screen he put out a call to man, silently praying. He waited impatiently for his call to transfer to Takamura’s office.

"Hey Akito..."

"Is Karou there?"

"No he’s..."

"How about Yasu?"

"No, Akito what...."

"Damn it, how about Sai?" Akito asked, almost frantic. He knew he was losing control and he didn’t care.

"Akito do you need help?" Came a silken throbbing voice as the beautiful foreign features of Jehan appeared before Akito on the wide-screen.

"Yes, you would be perfect. My brother is trying to break fee of multiple drugs including aphrodite. I need..."

"Ryu?" Takamura asked incredulously, breaking into the conversation.

"No," Akito said impatiently.

"Don’t worry, you can explain later, I am familiar with aphrodite. I will be at your house in ten minutes at the most. Until then you’re going to have to..."

"I know, please hurry," Akito said, cutting Jehan off. He knew he had to help his brother until then.

Before Takamura could say anything Jehan disconnected. As Akito rushed back to the room he caught one of the servants to inform him of Jehan’s arrival and the need to bring the man immediately to them.

Akito entered Kyoshi’s room to find the young man sprawled naked on the futon, his knees bent as a hand stroked his red erection quickly. Even as he worked he gasped and moaned seductively, his deep voice echoing through the room. When he saw Akito his eyes gleamed. He let his hard jutting member drop to his belly as he grabbed his knees pulling them up to lewdly expose his ass completely to Akito’s hungry eyes.

Akito looked away, feeling heat suffuse his body. It had been over six years since he had touched another outside of the training he did at Black heaven. His whole body cried out to give into the debase desire to drive himself into his willing begging brother. Yet he knew he couldn't use the boy in that way. He had already been abused by all of his family. Akito wouldn’t do the same, he had made that mistake before and regretted it. One day Kyoshi would remember this day and he didn’t want his little brother to bear this sin as well.

"Please fuck me, I know you want it. I promise I’m a good little whore. Ride me hard master and I will do anything for you," Kyoshi pleaded, raising his knees even more as his heavy breathing filling the silence.

The words were like a cold bucket of water thrown on Akito as he once against realized what Kyoshi was and what had been done to the boy. The word whore hit Akito hard as he felt desire drain out of his body. It was the one word he despised beyond all other. Akito slowly walked forward, looking down at his younger brother. He felt a mix of pain and compassion as he lent down, kissing the young pleading man gently, his hand gripping the hot sex that dripped on his hand.

He could feel his brother desperately thrusting up into his hand as the tips of their tongues touched. Within seconds he could feel Kyoshi gasp, spilling himself into Akito’s hand even as his arm twined around Akito’s neck holding him in a surprisingly strong grip. Akito remained kissing Kyoshi, feeling the kitten’s hot gasping breath and knowing it was far from over.

When he heard the door slide open he knew he had been reprieved, even as he heard a gasp of shock. Wrenching away from Kyoshi’s tight grasp he saw the tall statuesque man with silken chestnut curls enter the room. He felt an enormous sense off relief filll him as he looked at the familiar calm oval face lit with sea-green eyes.. Next to the almost pretty man stood the horrified Tsubame who stared at Akito in shocked dismay, a small hand covering her mouth. Akito went to stand only to find his hand caught by Kyoshi who pulled him down once again.

"Don’t leave, please don't leave," Kyoshi begged as his manhood stirred again.

"Don’t worry, Jehan will take care of you," Akito soothed, stroking the boy’s hair gently.

"NO! Don’t leave," Kyoshi said, panic filling his liquid black eyes.

"I can't Kyoshi, we’re brothers and I can’t do this thing. Jehan will help you, I promise everything will be well," Akito murmured as Jehan knelt down next to them.

"Don't worry my sweet," Jehan soothed, his deep rich vice wrapping around the boy to lessen some of the panic.

"No, please, don’t leave me," Kyoshi whispered, tears running down his face as he clutched Akito’s hand.

"Kyoshi," Akito almost pleaded as he looked up at Jehan.

"It would be better perhaps if you stayed. Hold him while I make love to the boy so he knows you are here," Jehan suggested, looking at Kyoshi’s panicky eyes.

Akito looked down at the frightened pleading face and nodded reluctantly. He wasn't sure if he would be able to control his own rising feelings but he knew that leaving wasn’t an option at this point. He didn’t know where Kyoshi’s fear had come from, but it was very real and couldn't be ignored. Glancing at Tsubame he saw the stricken look on her face and nodded for her to close the door. She knew better than anyone what this cost him, Tsubame was one of the few who knew the full truth of his past. She was one of the few who knew of his sins and forgave him for them.

He heard the door slide, closing him in as a shudder ran through his large frame. Akito moved around and gently pulled Kyoshi’s head into his lap, gently caressing the boy’s face. Jehan quickly disrobed, removing his plain black shirt and jeans with the speed only a man trained as a Black Heaven escort could do. Akito looked up to see that despite his time away from Black Heaven Jehan had kept his lean supple body in perfect shape. A delicate balance between well toned muscles and supple soft limb was echoed in his lithe body which was covered with smooth, hairless alabaster skin. Jehan had been one of the best that Black Heaven had to offer two years ago until the lure of college had stolen the man away from them.

Akito watched Jehan lower his head down next to Kyoshi, screening their joined lips with his soft curling hair. His brother moaned deeply and pulled at Jehan, desperately trying to move the man between his spread legs. Jehan released the boy and complied with Kyoshi’s desires, moving smoothly between the thin legs his hands and caressing the tender flesh of his inner thighs. Akito’s eyes shifted to Kyoshi’s looking at the lust dazed orbs, afraid to watch as Jehan pour oil onto his fingers preparing his brother for what was to come. He could already feel his own resistance to participating in the carnal scene wavering as the reason to hold back began to blur in his mind.

Kyoshi looked up at him with lust clouding the seductive face as he cried out sharply in sensual delight. Akito glanced up instinctively to see Jehan pressed up close to his brother, gently holding his own weight lightly above Kyoshi as he murmured loving words to the boy. Akito’s eyes drifted down to where the two men were joined, seeing Kyoshi’s hard member leaving trails on his flat stomach as Jehan’s length slid out of the boy’s ass only to glide back in slowly. Jehan leaned down and kissed Kyoshi again, pressing lightly against the smaller frame below him.

"Harder, please, harder," Kyoshi urged pushing at Jehan’s chest instantly.

Jehan looked up at Akito who nodded slightly knowing the effects of the drugs combined with the training affected the young man’s desires. Jehan looked gravely into Akito’s eyes and he saw understanding in the man’s face. Jehan hadn't come to Black Heaven inexperienced. He knew at least in a small part what it was to be nothing more than merchandise and what it could do to a person.

Jehan pulled out of Kyoshi as the boy cried out in desperation. His hand was pulling at Jehan who gently turned his partner over. Kyoshi quickly realized what was happening and got into position on his hands and knees, looking at Akito as Jehan slipped into him hard and fast.

"Akito-sama," Kyoshi cried out, looking up at Akito and holding his eyes intently as he was brutally fucked.

Akito reached out and almost hesitantly touched his brother’s face, feeling the boy turn his cheek into his hand. He could see trust in the young face as the he gazed into the black eyes of his lost little kitten. Akito had no idea what Kyoshi knew or even understood about his situation but it was obvious that the young man needed him in more ways than Akito was ready to accept.

Kyoshi threw back his head hissing out in pleasure as Jehan’s hand clutched at his lean hips, pulling the young body hard onto his impaling rod. Akito watched the euphoria glaze the boy’s face as he spilled himself on the futon below while Jehan pushed him forward with hard brutal thrusts. Akito looked at his little brother, knowing the night was far from over and leaned down to kiss the boy gently, feeling long buried emotions stir within him uneasily.

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