Date: Mon, 9 Jun 2003 17:45:30 +0100 (BST)
From: Trailer Trash I Aint <trailertrashiaint@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Mile High Club Chapter 2

Disclaimer: -

I do not know Andre Agassi or any other therefore mentioned celebrities in
anyway so anyone who thinks this story is true then you need to have your
head examined. If it is illegal where you come from to read male on male
erotic stories or are under 18 DO NOT read on. Like that's would stop you
all anyway. Anyone who does read this and names of family/friends appear,
its just coincidence, as all the characters in this story are just made up.

Apologies (In Advance): -

(I) I had until recently never heard of Andre Agassi, cos I ain't into
tennis, so even though this isn't meant to suggest anything about his real
life anyway I want to warn that some stuff may not be accurate.
I.e. places of tournaments

(II) To all readers who were expecting me to carry on with the story as
just being Matt and Justin don't worry, it will carry on with them, its
just one reader wanted me to do a chapter with Andre Agassi in it so this
is just a way for me to please the minority with a different view.

Authors Note: -

To all who read the first chapter and thought that some of the things I had
Justin saying were a bit `British' which is a fair point, I am British so
it's a force of habit to write dialog for a person the way I talk.

Mile High Club

Chapter 2

            The week after his eventful meeting with Justin, Matt had been
at Heathrow airport waiting to fly out to Tokyo when he had spotted a
newspaper with Justin on the front. The story, which was printed with the
picture, was about the hickey, which was on his neck, and the press
speculating whom the lucky female was that had been able to give him
it. Some of the names that appeared in the story were that of females he
had been linked to since breaking with Britney, like Janet Jackson and
Alyssa Milano also Britney herself was in the list of possibilities but
Matt knew who had given it to him and even bought the paper as a memento to
what he had been able to do.

            A month after and Matt had not got one message on his mobile
from Justin and as he wasn't able to take his mobile to work with him
(Company policy), the only thing that kept him going was the hope that when
he arrived back to his flat in south London he would find a message from
Justin.

            Another month past and Matt had given up all hope of ever
hearing from Justin again, he even stopped heading straight for his mobile
when he got in from a flight. He had decided that as Justin wasn't
interested in continuing their friendship in a wish of it becoming
something more then he would just have to move on and forget...or at least
he'd try to. Matt did have something good to look forward to though, after
his next flight he would have two weeks off, something he had planed for a
while, not that he was doing anything special jus that it meant he had time
to himself.

            Matt had been scheduled on the concord flight from Heathrow to
New York which was set to take off at ten am Greenwich Mean Time so he was
in the flight terminal for eight am to go through all the necessary checks
that needed to be made. When boarding began Matt was surprised by the
amount of muscle that entered into the first class cabin. He went to his
supervisor Annett, who most of the attendants didn't like as she was a bit
of a homophobic, and asked why all the security was on the flight.

"Its cos there's two tennis players coming onto the flight, their in a
tournament in New York this week"

"Oh really, who are they?"

"Even though its none of your business, Anna Kournikova is one of them, the
others a guy called Andre something or other"

"Oh well, I've heard of her from the Enrique video but never heard of
tennis player called Andre, probably cos I hate tennis but what you gonna
do..."

"Well if you don't like tennis then at least you might come to like the
players," A new voice, which was unrecognisable to Matt, said from behind
him. As he turned to face the person he came face to face with a shaven
headed well-tanned man.

"Hi, I'm Andre Agassi" the man smiled as he offered his hand

"Matt Williamson, dumb ass who needs to talk less" Matt stated as he shuck
the mans hand, turning read from embarrassment

"Don't worry about it, Tennis isn't everyone's sport. So where's my seat"
he said handing his boarding pass and ticket to Matt

"Right Here" Matt said leading him to his seat at the back of the cabin

            The plane hit the runway at ten minutes past ten, a little
later than scheduled due to the lateness of one passenger. About 15 to 20
minutes into the flight Matt did the first of four rounds with the
refreshments trolley. When he passed by Andres seat he noticed that he was
staring right at him, like he was checking him out.

"Would you like a refreshment, hot towel or snacks?"

"No, thanks, what I'd like I'm pretty sure the airline wouldn't look too
kindly on you selling me it" he stated, with a sly smile across his
face. Matt thought that he must have been talking about him; just Matt
couldn't believe the only two male Celebes he had ever met were gay or at
least swung for both teams.

"Well maybe I'd be willing to give it instead of selling it" he stated as
he carried on down the aisle.

            The next time he went around with the trolley was just after
they had been given their mid flight meal. Matt had asked Andre again if he
would like anything, he asked for some peanuts and a vodka and coke. He
hadn't liked the airline food too much. As Matt left he felt a strong hand
squeeze his right but cheek. A smile immediately formed across his face as
he turned to face the sports man,

"I know you must get paid a lot of money but maybe you might wanna consider
if you can actually afford what to touch" Matt slyly whispered to him,
which got a little laugh from the man.

            As Matt preceded to the crew's part of the cabin his supervisor
Annett and another flight attendant, Jake, who had a jealous look on his
face were stood waiting for him. Matt didn't understand why they weren't
attending to the five or more lights that were flashing. After he stood for
a few minutes giving the both of them a confused look they began to talk,

"I do wish you wouldn't make your flirting with passengers so obvious to us
all" Annett spook up first

"I'm not flirting with him, but I think he's definitely after some part of
me:" Matt said peering through the curtain at the man

"Well I don't care. If I see you interacting with him in any way that isn't
professional I will make sure you don't work on this airline again. I will
not tolerate this sort of behaviour from my crew" she said, and stepped out
from the curtained area into the cabin to see to the passengers who were
waiting for assistance. That was when Jake started

"You twat, you know I've had the biggest crush on that guy ever since I saw
him play his first match at Wimbledon"

"Oh that's the guy, you like...wait if you like him, then why don't you go
and talk to him or take the trolley round next time"

"You really aren't interested in him"

"Well the one time I've seen him stood up, he was wearing a loose fitting
jacket and since being on the plane he's been sat down, so his figure
doesn't look all that good and you know how superficial I am, I won't sleep
with anyone that looks like they weighs more than me"

"Oh ok then if that's the case can I take it next time then?" Jake said
immediately getting happier when he realised I was only teasing the guy; I
wouldn't really do anything with him.

            "Sure, then maybe you can turn your charms on him and take his
attention away from me".

            Jake took the trolley round when I was due to take it, but came
back with a sombre look on his face.

"What's wrong with you, I thought you'd be happy, now you've had a chance
to speak to the guy you have a crush on?"

"So did I but he isn't interested in me, but he did keep asking about you"

"Ain't that sweet? But I don't sleep with fat guys; you should have told
him that" Matt stated as he turned around and reached for the top cupboard
to put away the coffee granules.

"He isn't fat; he's just not completely firm"

"Yeah whatever" Matt said as he walked off towards the cog pit to take the
pilots their coffee.

            When it came to doing the last round with the refreshments
trolley Matt went back to taking it round again but when he got to Andres
seat he wasn't there, not that it really made any difference to him.

            Matt had just put the trolley back after completing the rounds
when a tall brown haired female passenger approached him.

"Excuse me, there's someone in the bathroom and they've been in there for
ages. I`ve knocked a few times asking them to please hurry up, but I don`t
think they understand that when a girl needs to go she needs to go"

"I'll see what I can do for you madam" was Matt's reply. When he reached
the bathroom he listened through the door to see if anyone was actually
inside. Through the door he could hear muffled noises and the slight sound
of a familiar voice. It was when Matt heard a clear statement being said
that he realised who it was.

"Oh yeah Matt suck it" the voice was that of Andre, the tennis player,
jacking off with Matt on his brain.

            Matt started laughing to himself at the thought of this guy in
the cubical tossing off to a mental picture of him in his head. He regained
a straight face and knocked on the door.

"Excuse me sir, but another passenger would like to use the bathroom" Matt
stated politely, but then started listening to what was going on inside.

"Oh shit, Matt..."he heard in a whisper"...err...I'll be out in two
seconds" was said loader as it was meant to be heard.

            Matt was surprised by the figure that stood before him when
Andre stepped out of the cubical. It turned out that Jake was telling the
truth about this guy, he wasn't fat. Through the tightly fitting t-top he
was wearing there was a set of well-defined pecks and although no
well-defined six-pack to go with, the stomach was nothing to be shy
about. Matt was really astonished to realise how bad a persons body can
look when their sat down or wearing a loose fitting coat. Matt had not
realised he was staring at the guy, repeatedly tracing his body from head
to toe, until the woman who was waiting for the bathroom walked in-between
them to get in.

"Something wrong?" Andre asked

"Nope, it's just I'm finally getting to see how much of a gorgeous body you
have"

"Really, well do you wanna wait for this lady to be done so we can have a
quick go at it in the cubical? Being in the mile high club is pretty cool,
not that I need to tell you, you work on planes, so you must have joined it
by now"

"Yeah I have but we can't"

"Why not?"

"My mate Jake, the one that brought the cart around last time..."

"Oh yeah the dork that seemed to drool all over me"

"...Yeah, him, well he kind of has a crush on you and would kill me if he
knew I'd done it with ya"

"Oh I understand you don't wanna hurt your friend, and if sleeping with me
is gonna do that then we just won't do it"

"I never said I didn't what to do it, just we can`t do it on the plane"
Matt stated giving Andre a lustful look

"What does that mean?"

"Well I have to share a room with Jake tonight and I'll be flying out of
JFK tomorrow morning, back to England, so if you can get somewhere close to
the airport, I'm sure I could stop by at about ten"

"Isn't this my lucky day, I was just complaining to my assistant for
getting me a room near to the airport, cos of all the noise stops me from
sleeping. I told her to find me somewhere else but if it means I can have
sex with you then I'll tell her not to bother until tomorrow with trying to
find me somewhere else"

"Great, what hotel are you staying at?"

"The Grand Angarda just outside of the airport terminal"

"Get out that's where we're staying, at least it will make it easier to
find you. What room mare you in"

"I'm in 754 on the eighth floor"

"Great, we're on the ninth so it's perfect, I'll come around at about ten
then"

"It's a date," Andre said.

"I'm just glad that you didn't complete what you were doing in there"

"You heard me"

"Yeah, you see these doors aren't very thick" Andre was trying to hide his
embarrassment. He then turned and proceeded to walk away when the woman
Matt had been talking to when they first met walked past, with a not so
happy look o her face, heading in the direction of Matt.

            Andre stopped and turned to face the woman who stopped next to
Matt. Andre, although quite far down the cabin could hear what she was
saying.

"I told you if I saw you with that man, not acting professionally I would
have you fired"

"Yeah but..."

"No buts, once your back in London either you resign or I'll have you fired
for, inappropriate behaviour towards a passenger"

            Andre couldn't believe what he was hearing, he knew he couldn't
just stand there and let Matt get his marching orders cos of something he
had done.

"Excuse me miss..." Andre said, tapping Annett on the shoulder, causing her
to turn and face him "... this man was just telling me that I need to
respect the fact that there is only four cubicles to go between all of the
passengers"

Not believing Andre she stated cockily "And why would he have to do that?"
she then turned to give me an icy look, and then turned back to Andre for
his answer

"I was in there for about thirty minutes and another passenger was waiting
for the toilet", just as he finished, the woman who had wanted to use the
facilities stepped out; she had heard everything through the door.

"He is telling the truth you know he did only talk to this guy cos I asked
him to" the woman said in an aggravated sort of tone. With that Annett
walked away, knowing that she had been defeated.

"I did hear everything through the door, and I do mean everything,
including your meeting"

"So why didn't you tell her then and get him fired" Andre asked

"Cos that woman's an obvious in charge and I can't stand people who go on
power trips" she said "Oh and by the way, I hope you two have a nice night
tonight" she said with a smile as she proceeded back to her seat.

"Oh well at least one person is happy that I'm gonna get laid tonight"
Andre stated, whilst watching the woman return to her seat

"And what makes you think your gonna get laid like?"

"Well you wouldn't expect someone to go to another person's hotel room at
ten o'clock at night to talk now would you," he said as he turned and
returned to the first class area.

            The pilot's voice came over the speakerphone a few moments
later,

"This is your Captain speaking, we will be landing at JFK airport in five
minutes, and the temperature is a mild twenty degrees centigrade with clear
blue skies, if you would like to fasten your seat belts in preparation for
our decent"

            With that Matt proceeded around all the passengers, assisting
the ones who were having trouble with there seat belts and the ones who
were having fun with getting kids to sit still long enough for them to
fasten their seat belts. Once that was done Matt returned to his seat at
the head of the cabin and fastened him own seat belt.

            When leaving the plane, Andre gave Matt a smile that made him
go weak at the knees. He was followed by a brown haired woman with a brief
case who looked Matt up and down, at first he thought she was checking him
out so he paid no attention to her, until she tapped him on the shoulder
and asked him a question.

"Are you Matt Williamson?"

"Yeah I am"

"He said you were good looking. We're guessing that we'll get to the hotel
before you. We'll leave a card key for the room at reception for you cos
Andre has to go to the stadium and even at ten o'clock we're not sure if
we'll be back"

"Ok so what, you just think I should let myself in"

"Yeah, why not? You can make yourself comfortable"

"Does he do this a lot then?"

"No, he usually has a permanent boyfriend with a cover girl but, this time,
he's letting his dick do the thinking, so to speak" after she said that she
exited the plane with the rest of the passengers.

            That night when the clock struck ten, Matt left his hotel room
dressed in a pair of black combat trousers and a white sleeveless top to go
with. He entered the elevator. He pressed the button for the eighth
floor. As the doors were closing Matt heard someone shouting his name. He
turned around to find Jake running down the curie door towards the lift,
wearing a pair of red leather pants and a black t-top. He was defiantly on
the pull.

"Matt hold that lift!!" he shouted again.  Matt hit the `Doors Open' button
to hold the elevator.

"Thanks..." he stated as he stepped onto the elevator "...oh, you're not
going to the ground floor?" he asked with an inquisitive look on his face

"No I err..." I was lost for words, I couldn't think, I knew I had to say
something and quickly. Then it came to me "...met some guy down stairs
earlier and he invited me up to his room for err, well you know?" I said
raising my eyebrows for effect

"Yeah I do, I just hope that I can get lucky tonight as well"

"Looking like that, I'm pretty sure you will"

"Well I suppose you could blew this other guy off and save me the trouble
with having to find myself someone for myself" he stated giving Matt a
mischievous grin.

"You Know I'd love to but, I could fuck you anytime..." Matt said
seductively moving over to Jake, groping him and placing his head on his
neck were he proceeded to suck at it. Then he stopped and backed away
"...but this guy is a one time thing, so maybe next time"

"You are such a cock tease do you know that?"

"Yeah, it's so much fun though" Matt stated as the elevator reached the
eighth floor. "I'll see you tomorrow morning...hopefully"

"Yeah later"

            The doors shut to the elevator and Matt turned and walked
towards room 754 where the piece of sports man meat was hopefully waiting
for him. When he got there he knocked at the door and know one
answered. After waiting for a few minutes longer he knocked again, but the
same thing happened. He then decided to pull out the key card that he had
picked up from reception when checking in and slotted it into the
machine. The red light instantly went green to indicate the lock was now
open. Matt was surprised at how different the room was compared to his and
Jakes on the floor just above the one he was on now.

            This room was decorated in white and beige and was fairly
spacious. There were three, three seater sofas, which were positioned in a
sunken part of the room in a rectangular shape, there was afire place on
the wall at the end with a coffee table in the middle. The plasma screen TV
was placed on the wall above the fire places, with all the extras off to
the side of the room. There was a large dinning table near the window,
which had a laptop computer set up on it. Next to the laptop was the same
briefcase he had seen the woman who he assumed was Andre's assistant had
been carrying on the plane. Behind the table was a set of screen doors that
lead out onto a very spacious balcony. There was also the hotel room must,
the mini bar. There was a door on the left hand side of the room which matt
had a peak through, he found that it lead into another room very much the
same as this one, obviously an adjoining room. On the right hand side there
were two doors so Matt also looked through both of these as well, the first
was a very large bathroom on the left was door which lead into the room
behind the last door in the main room. He then entered that room, which was
painted a pail blue and contained a large king sized bed. Matt exited the
room and sat on one of the sofas. As he sat he contemplated what he was
doing, wondering if it was the right thing to do.

            He was sat for about twenty minutes staring into space,
contemplating what he should do that he didn't hear nor see Andre come in
the door. It was when Andre placed his hands over his eyes that he was
shuck from his thoughts and back into reality.

            Matt immediately got up and faced Andre. He was surprised to
see him wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of adidas shorts. Both the
t-shirt and shorts were soaked with sweat, which caused the fabrics to
stick to Andre's body, showing off more of his form.

"Hi, glad you decided to come"

"Yeah so am I but I almost didn't, Jake was in the lift with me on the way
down asking a few questions"

"Was it awkward?"

"Not really, just weird"

"Oh Ok"

"Now I got a question for you"

"Really?"

"Were have you been at this hour that can cause you to get all sweaty?"

"I was using the hotels indoor tennis court to practise for the tournament
that I have in a few days"

"Oh"

"Yeah, I'm just gonna have a shower then we can get started"

"Why not start in the shower?"

"Cos I'd rather start in the bedroom"

"Fare enough"

            It was about another ten minutes when Andre appeared from the
bathroom dressed only in a towel and still dripping from the shower.

"Wow" was all Matt could get out of his mouth. It was the only word his
vocabulary would register to describe the sight in front of him.

"I take it you like what you see then?"

"Hell yeah"

            With a grin on his face, Andre walked across the room in a
seductive way, moving closer to Matt. Once there he positioned his body
into an intimate to Matt as he could. His chest was right up against Matt;
he could feel the dampness of the water soaking through his sleeveless top
onto his body. That was when Andre leaned his head to the side of Matt and
said softly,

"I'd love to see what you look like wearing only a towel"

"Well I can't stay the night so you won't get to see me in a towel, but
you'll defiantly get to see me in something better than that"

"Oh yeah, what's that then"

"My birthday suit of course"

Andre let out a laugh as he pulled and looked at Matt in the eyes, he
couldn't resist any longer. He leaned forward and passionately kissed Matt
on the lips, pushing his tongue into Matt's awaiting mouth. Andre felt like
he was in heaven but for Matt the kiss was empty, he realised he had lead
himself to believe he was over Justin but he wasn't. When they broke from
the kiss Andre noticed that Matt had not enjoyed the kiss as much as he
had.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing really"

"So how come you didn't enjoy that as much as me then"

"I did"

"No you didn't. Come on be honest with me"

"Ok, so I didn't"

"Why not? Was I know good, cos I can change my technique if that's the
problem"

"Its not you it's me"

"Now that just sounds like some corny let down line from one of those chick
flick movies"

"Ha" Matt let out a laugh at his comment "Your right, but its true"

"Wanna tell me about it" Andre said as he moved over to the bar, where he
pulled out two glasses and a bottle of champagne.

"Yeah, but I think you should get summit else for us to drink, the hotel
will charge you about hundred dollars for that"

"Not really, you see I watched an episode of Friends before where Ross
opened a drink and the girl he was with, I forget her name told him to keep
the cork, top up the bottle with water and put it back after wards, anyway
lets get back to why your not enjoying yourself" Andre said as he finished
poring the drinks and sat opposite Matt on one of the sofas, passing him
his drink across the coffee table.

"The long or short version"

"The short, the sooner we get this sorted out the sooner we get to fuck"

"Ok the short end is I had sex with a guy, about three months ago now. He
was gorgeous. I hoped after we had been together he would want to have a
relationship but he hasn't been in contact since"

"Well does this person have a name?"

"Yeah but I can't tell you it"

"Why not? If you tell me I can find him and have a go at him for being
stupid enough to let you get away" Andre asked, and inquired as he drank
the last of his champagne.

"Thanks for the compliment but I can't give you his name for the same
reason I won't be able to give anyone else your name if they ask where I
was tonight"

"He is famous then?"

"Yeah"

"Then there's the reason he hasn't called then..." Andre stated this made
Matt confused, he didn't see how the fact the guy was famous would be the
reason he hadn't been in contact. Matt looked at Andre with a puzzled look
on his face. Andre then continued to explain how it played a factor
"...most young famous guys, gay or straight look for anyone to get a quick
fuck, and I'm sad to say but this sounds like one of those times. Even
though you fell for him, he probably through your details away as soon as
he left the terminal"

Matt got what he was saying but then remembered that Justin had given him
his mobile number "But he gave me his number and e-mail"

"Have you phoned the number or e-mailed him?"

"No, the numbers a mobile for here in the States so I could never phone it
from the UK and I've never tried to e-mail him either"

"So do it now, phone it from the hotel phone?"

"Nice try, you just wanna know who it is"

"If you're bothered about that, I'll go wait in the bedroom while you
phone. The laptops over there as well so if the phone doesn't work try the
e-mail address"

"Thanks Andre" Matt said getting up and giving him a peck on the cheeks. He
proceeded to the phone and dialled the number. The receiver gives off the
ringing tone twice before it picked up.

`I'm sorry but the number you have called has not been recognised, please
hang up and try again', Matt hung up the phone and immediately tried to
send an e-mail.

            He wrote a quick message and sent it to the address, which had
been given to him by Justin, justinisking@somethingorother.com. He waited a
few minutes to see if anything came back. When his inbox flashed saying he
had received a reply he opened it, not believing his look that Justin was
online at that moment. When the computer opened it though he was
disappointed to see that it was an automatic reply, sent from hotmail
telling him that the e-mail address didn't exist.

"Andre..." Matt said turning of the computer and getting up of the chair
"...both of them don't exist." Andre exited the bedroom where he had gone
to wait for Matt to finish up "I guess you were right"

"I'm sorry, its just I see loads of celebrities do it all the time"

"You don't need to be sorry..." Matt stated as he moved closer to Andre
"...its just proved that he never wanted anything more from me than a shag,
so now I have complete closure and can carry on with you without feeling
guilty" Matt stated downing the glass of champagne in one go.

            Placing the glass on the table, Matt took Andre into a
passionate kiss that lasted for about five minutes. They only stopped when
Andre lifter Matt's shirt over his head and tossing it to the floor. They
immediately went back into kissing once the shirt was discarded. Matt then
felt Andre's hands on his back moving down towards the rim of his
combats. Andre then hooked his thumbs under the waistband of the trousers
and brought his hands to the front and unbuttoned them. They dropped to the
floor as soon as the zip was opened. Andre broke the kiss and looked at
Matt with lust in his eyes, he then looked down were he could see Matt's
10.5 inches standing at full attention.

"You're the perfect man for me," Andre stated, not even lifting his head up
to look at Matt.

"Why's that then?"

"You're big, I like being fucked by a big piece of man meat and you go
commando"

"Only when I know I'm gonna get some action" Matt said putting his had on
Andre's neck and pulling him back into him for more of his moist loving
lips. It was then his turn to let out Andre's package. The whole 8.5 inches
immediately fell forward and pocked Matt's chest.

"I'm gonna fuck you good and hard boy" Andre breathed out and with it span
Matt around, throwing him into the wall.

            Andre approached him from behind, spreading Matt's legs apart
with his feet. That was when Matt realised that they didn't have any lube.

"What are we gonna use for lubrication then?"

"Nothing"

"NOTHING?"

"Well maybe my saliva but that's about it. I said I was gonna fuck you good
and hard" With that said Andre got on his knees and put his head firmly
between Matt's butt cheeks.

            Matt was in heaven at the feel of Andre's tongue probing his
awaiting ass hole. Matt's own dick was getting even harder causing the
foreskin to tighten and Matt's dick to ache. It was at the moment Matt
thought his hard on was gonna rip his skin in two that Andre stopped
rimming his butt and Matt felt the distinguishing touch of a cock against
his awaiting hole.

"Is this what you want you little whore?"

"Huh?" Matt breather out with a confused look on his face

"My long smooth prick, do you want it?"

"God Yeah" Matt said getting that Andre was one of these guys that liked to
use dirty talk whilst having sex. Matt had never understood why people
liked to talk dirty during sex, he guest it was just one of those
things. These thoughts were out of Matt's head just as quick as they had
entered, as Andre pushed his 8.5" in to him without warning

"FUUCCCCCCKKKKKK! That hurts"

"Yeah, you got that, and before we're done it's gonna hurt even more. I'll
be able walk to walk tomorrow"

            Andre then started pulling his cock out slowly and then
hammering it back in at a quick pace. Each time that he did this Matt would
be pushed in to the wall. Even though Matt had never been fucked like this
before he was finding it very arousing. After a few minutes of this, Andre
pulled out.

"Hhhhhhhhhhh, put it back" was all Matt could whine. Andre leaned forward
and spoke to him

"What's the matter whore; you want my meat back in your ass?"

"Yeah"

"Yeah, what?"

"Yeah please"

"That's better..." but then Andre grabbed his thighs and turned him around
kissed him passionately on the lips, then throw him on to one of the sofas
"...but your not getting it back in there. The first time I cum I want it
in the hole on your face you little slut and I`m gonna enjoy watching you
swallow it..." he then stood in front of a shocked Matt "...now suck boy!"

            Matt didn't need telling twice. He positioned himself into the
best position to get at his member. He took it into his mouth easily and
began to deep throat him. Matt initially felt a bit weird about doing it,
as he could taste his own ass on the dick that was in his mouth, which
wasn't very nice taste, but Matt found it a bit strange that it was
actually turning him on.

"Oh yeah you little ass bandit suck that cock. Yeah your good at this boy,
I'm gonna cum in your slut mouth" with that said Andre let lose stream
after stream of cum into Matt's mouth. Matt eagerly swallowed all of it to
the last drop.

"Now you little howe get in the bedroom, it's time I get some pleasure,
until Jr is ready to go again" Andre stated grabbing Matt by the hand and
leading him into the bedroom.

            The rest of the night was long. The two men went five rounds of
blow jobs, ass pounding, rimming and nearly every living sexual position
known to the gay world were used that night. Finally at four o'clock they
gave in and collapsed on the bed.

"Well it didn't start in the bedroom like you wanted it to but I defiantly
think its safe to say it finished in the bedroom" Matt breathed out

"You know I've never met a guy that could go for as long as I can"

"I take it that's a compliment, the first since we started fucking, ever
since then all I've heard is slut, whore, ass bandit and batty boy among
other things that I don't think I should say"

"Sorry about that, my mouth runs away from me when I'm having sex"

"Yeah I noticed...I better get going, I have to be up in two hours for my
next flight"

"No stay a bit longer" Andre said pulling a puppy dog look that made matt
go weak,

"Ok" Matt said giving in.

            It wasn't long before Matt unconsciously fell asleep in Andre's
arms. Matt awoke at six fifteen and was a little disorientated. His first
instinct was to panic that he had slept in but when he got up he panicked
for another reason...where was he. Once his tired state changed into that
of someone who was living he remembered the events of the night before and
realised he hadn't gone back to his room. He looked over at a sleeping
Andre and decided not to wake him, as he looked so peaceful. He quietly got
out of bed and went into the living area of the suit to retrieve his
cloths.

            When he was dressed and ready to leave he headed for the door
but then felt a little guilty about leaving with out saying goodbye. He
walked over to the computer, retrieved a piece of paper and pen and wrote a
note for Andre...

`Dear Andre,

                        I woke late and had to leave in a hurry. I didn't
wake you cos you looked so angelic sleeping. I really enjoyed last night,
even through all the names you used to refer to me lol. I remember what you
said about celebrities only in to picking up people like me for sex so I'm
not leaving my number but maybe I'll see you on another flight sometime.

                                    Later, Matt Williamson'

            With that done he left the hotel room and headed for the
elevator. When it arrived at the floor he rood up to the next floor. He
entered his and Jakes suit to find all of the stewards and stewardesses
from his flight there. They were all stood near the coffee table looking
over Jakes shoulder. None of them had heard him come in or close the door.

"What's going on?" Matt asked to know one in particular

"Where the hell have you been? I went to get you up this morning to let you
know you could use the shower and you weren't there."

"You knew I was out last night"

"But I expected you to have come back"

"Well you didn't need to get everyone up and in here"

"Why the hell not? We were gonna go look for you, before we had to be at
the airport"

"You knew I was only on the floor below this, all you had to do was go to
reception and ask them to ring the rooms on that floor to see if I was in
any of the rooms"

"Oh yeah never thought of that"

"Now if you'll all excuse me, I have to take a shower before the flight"

            The rest of the morning was pretty uneventful. They got ready
and left for the airport on time. The plane was delayed by half an hour
after the terminal told another flight they could use the time slot
allocated to them, so they had to wait for an opening.

            The plane landed an hour late thanks to the delay but Matt
didn't really mind, he wasn't in a rush. Matt left the terminal as soon as
he got off the plane. The traffic was worse than usual on the way home,
Matt's taxi got stuck quite a few times in backed up roads.

            When Matt finally got home, he did the things he normally did,
booted up his computer, wrote a list of what he needed to get from the
store and switched his phone on. Within minutes the phone sounded alerting
him that a new message had been received, which was quite unusual, all his
friends and family knew he was in the States that night and when he was on
flight they phoned his home number. He picked up the phone and saw a number
that he didn't recognise as being the number that the message was sent
from. He phoned his voice mail to listen to the message...

"Hey Matt its Justin, Justin Timberlake, we met on the plane a few months
ago. Sorry I haven't got in touch sooner but I have been really busy. I
also wanted to let you know that if you've been trying to contact me on my
cell number I kinda broke the phone and had to get a new one, not that I
think you've been trying to contact me, I mean I've had no e-mails from you
either. Anyway I'm in London this week so if you wanna meet up I'll be at
the Hard rock cafe in the West end on Monday at around twelve if you can
make it. I'd really like to see you again... anyway I gotta go ill talk to
you soon I hope, bye"

            Matt felt really bad about sleeping with Andre after he heard
that message; he even played it another dozen times just to make sure it
actually existed. The only thing Matt had to decide was, did he go on
Monday, or not.


To Be Continued...

That's it for chapter 2, did you all like? If you did feel free to e-mail
me, if not, e-mail me anyway to let me know. Not much Justin in this one I
know but from now on it's gonna be Justin and Matt no more other little
fucks in the middle. Also question how was my attempt at writing all the
dirty talk? I've never been one for that so I thought it would be something
different to put in. anyway it might be a while before I post the next
chapter, I'm a slow writer and I have exams this week and next so...

Oh by the way I have started writing another one now it's not posted yet
cos I ain't finished it but its gonna involve lance and someone else. I had
an idea to integrate the stories together for parts of them what you think?
Sound good. I also have the same idea to do it with another story involving
JC although having three stories on the go and having them all based around
the same events is a bit complicated, if anyone would like to write the JC
story to put it together with this and the Lance story, e-mail me and I'll
send you the basic idea I have for it and you can see if you could develop
a story from that or maybe develop one of your own from it, obviously I can
only give the story to one willing writer so it'll be given to the first
person to ask for it.