Page 7 of Deadly Aloha
The five of us came around Kemi, who did not seem fazed in the slightest by having a conversation in his current situation. He wasn’t as young as I expected, maybe mid-twenties, but he had a youthful face and was tiny. I was right in assuming he would be a twink. He looked so small and defenseless, strapped down as he was. Mind, with what he was about to take up his ass, there was nothingweakabout him.
“Hi,Papi,” Kemi cooed at Yooko. “Have you come to prep me?”
“It would be my pleasure,pequeño,” Yooko answered sweetly. The man was so big that he had to squat down as soon as he’d entered the truck. Suddenly, Aftermath found himself squished up against the wall as Yooko worked his way down to the end of the device. A pump machine like one would usually find filled with hand soap or sanitizer was attached to the right leg of the bench. As soon as Yooko pressed the wide pump, lube dispensed. He worked it around his fingers before starting to play with Kemi’s little ass.
As if realizing that we were all just staring at him, Yooko suddenly looked up. “I promised my customers that this truck would leave on time. That means, you better start asking your questions. I will not lose business foryourfriends,” he added pointedly.
Red seemed incapable of speaking. He was trying to lookanywherebut at Kemi and Yooko.
Aftermath had to clear his throat twice before he was able to speak clearly. “Four days ago, you rented three trucks to a group of men. Do you remember that?”
“Oh, honey, how could I forgetthosemen? As soon as they came in, I knew they were trouble. ButPapisays never to turn away regular business. Helps us,” he sighed, and a quick glance down the table showed that Yooko had inserted a finger, “hide all this.”
What Yooko was doing to Kemi didn’t affect me, but it didn’t bother me either. It was the same as watching gay porn. I could watch it, and maybe the sounds would get to me, but the dick on dick action physically did nothing to me. Just wasn’t my thing. I had no idea what Aftermath’s and Red’s opinions were in this regard, but at least they weren’t spewing homophobic shit orrefusing to talk to Kemi just because he had Yooko’s fingers up his ass.
“Can you tell us anything about them?” Aftermath questioned, and I could see he was trying his damnedest to keep his eyes on Kemi’s face. “Did you get any names, where they were going, what they were doing…? The agreement said they had the trucks for a week.”
Kemi started rolling his hips as he answered. “They kept talking about ‘cargo’. It sounded like they were moving office buildings, or something like that, and they had some stuff in storage. Honestly, I got a total creep vibe from them, but the transaction went very smoothly. No problems, and they paid in cash.”
“Trackers!” Red said, a little too loudly. He was staring at the ceiling of the truck like it was the Sistine Chapel. “Is there any way to track the trucks now, before they’re returned?”
Kemi opened his mouth to answer, and ended up rolling his eyes back as he moaned, “Fuck yeah,Papi. That’s so good…”
I was barely keeping my laughter in at Red’s embarrassment. My lungs were hurting from having to hold my breath.
“How many fingers,mi amor?” Yooko asked with obvious affection.
“Four, please,” Kemi answered quickly. Then he looked right at Aftermath and winked, “Gotta leave some stretch for the paying customers.”
Aftermath practically choked.
“Oh, honey,” Kemi said, his attention on Red. “You look like you’re about to pass out. Are you okay?”
Red waved him off, but still refused to look him in the eye. The entire truck would likely burst into flames if he did.
“We don’t track the rentals,” Kemi told Aftermath, I’m assuming because Red wouldn’t look at him. “But I did overhear that their storage unit was up by Hale’iwa. I remember, becausethey pronounced it like ‘Holy Ewok’, and it made me think ofStar Wars.” He rolled his eyes and looked directly at me. “Malihini, am I right?” Kemi giggled.
I cracked a smile.
“Time’s up, boys,” Yooko said. He stood, crouched over, and kissed the sole of Kemi’s right foot. “Gracias, mi amor.”
Kemi lifted his bound hand enough to wave. “Bye,Papi. Will you join me for my bath later?”
“I would love to,” Yooko answered sweetly. He exited first because none of the rest of us could unless he did. Once we were towards the rear of the building and the trucks started to drive off, Yooko turned on us. “Did you get what you came here for?”
“He didn’t give us much,” Aftermath complained.
“He gave us plenty,” I contradicted.
Aftermath raised an eyebrow. “How so? All he said was that their storage facility was on some part of the island I can’t name. Wait—is it on this island?” he pointed to the ground.
Tangaloa and I both smirked. I crossed my arms over my chest. “It is.”
“And you know where it is?”
Haoles. They had no concept of just how small O‘ahu was. They didn’t realize that our biggest island was only twice the size of one of their major cities. North point to south point only took four hours, less if you know the tourist areas to avoid congestion.
“Of course, I do,” I told him with confidence. “I live there.”
