Date: Wed, 25 Mar 2009 19:19:49 -0400 (GMT-04:00) From: John Charles <johncharles2001@earthlink.net> Subject: Jock Next Door Chapter 8 Copyright 2009 by John Charles All rights reserved. Other than downloading one copy for strictly personal enjoyment, no part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, except for reviews, without the written permission of the author. However based on real events and places, "Jock Next Door" is strictly fictional. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. As in real life, the sexual themes unfold gradually. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to the author at Johncharles2001@earthlink.net This story contains descriptions of sexual contact between males, both adults and teenagers. As such, it is homoerotic fiction designed for the personal enjoyment of legal, hopefully mature, adults. If you are not of legal age to read such material, if those in power and/or those whom you trust treat it as illegal, or if it would create irresolvable moral dilemmas in your life, please leave. Finally, remember that maturity generally demands safe sex. Jock Next Door -- Chapter 8 The alarm clock was rude, waking the two lovers from a deep sleep. Hank knew they had to be on time for this event. He rousted Steve and pushed him into the shower for a quick, sex free, washing. They had a quick breakfast and marched to the rear entrance of the hotel waiting for their ride. Shortly after 6 AM they were picked up and driven to the airport. Steve had no idea of the planned event. When they pulled up to the building, Steve started to put the pieces together. They were at the Maverick Helicopter building. "Are we taking a helicopter ride?" asked Steve with childish enthusiasm. "Actually we are taking a bit more than a ride. I'll fill you in as we start our journey" was all Hank would tell him. They entered the building, which was bustling with other tourists waiting for their rides and tours. Hank and Steve walked to the reception/check-in desk. Hank identified himself to the attendant, who checked them in. I'll need to see identification from both of you and you will have to sign this waiver for you and your son." She told Hank. Both produced their driver's licenses and Hank signed the waiver for both of them showing he was guardian, not father for Steve. At that time a young man, about 30 or so, ushered them out to his waiting helicopter. "Normally we have 5 passengers on this tour, but you've booked it for just the two of you. I will do everything I can to give you a grand time. My name is Jim." He said to both men. They introduced each other to Jim and boarded the helicopter. After some safety and seat belt instructions, they closed the doors and Jim started the engines. Steve sat in the middle seat, between Jim in the left pilot seat and Hank at the door. That position allowed Steve to watch Jim's every move. Hank planned to give Steve the window seat after their first stop. Jim took the bird to about 100 feet from the ground, radioed for clearance and began moving down the runway. The ride was spectacular, but Steve still had no idea where they were going. Once airborne, Jim asked Steve if he knew anything about the Grand Canyon. Steve's knowledge came from travel shows and documentary information provided by the Travel Channel and his school lessons. It was a good start, but nothing to prepare him for the view he saw as they moved into the west rim of the canyon. Everyone who sees the Grand Canyon for the first time says the site is more than any picture, documentary or illustration can depict. The site is simply spectacular. Jim said "Even as a pilot, seeing this place every day of my life, I never get tired of it. The view changes with every passing day." He took them up high to get a great aerial view, then low and close so they could almost touch the ground. Then he dipped into the west rim and actually set down on a landing about 100 feet up from the river. They got out and walked all around looking at the view up the canyon walls and down to the Colorado River flowing below them. Their reverie was broken by Jim calling them to a picnic table he set up with fresh fruit, hot rolls, and home made preserves the company gets from the local Indian tribes. He even popped a bottle of champagne. He knew Steve was under age so he couldn't offer any to him, but Hank did and Steve enjoyed a champagne toast with his brunch. After brunch, Jim told them to wander around down to the river and enjoy their hike for about an hour. The two men hiked down to the river's edge. Both had an idea at the same time, removing their sneakers and socks to wade into the river. The river was moving with a good force so they stayed close to shore. "Damn, this is cold water. I'm shivering already" remarked Hank as he moved back to the shore where they left their sneakers. Steve was close behind and sat next to Hank on the river's edge. "I've never seen anything as beautiful as this. I've been all around the world for work and pleasure, but the Grand Canyon is by far the most spectacular place to visit" said Hank as he put his arms around Steve bringing him into a warm, affectionate hug. Then taking both hands to Steve's face, he brought his lips to Steve's warm lips and kissed, gentle light kisses of affection and love. "I've wanted to do this trip for many years, but never had anyone to do it with. I'm so glad you and I are together." Steve was so emotional that he couldn't say a word. He just hugged Hank and let Hank kiss and caress him. They sat in each other's arms for about 15 minutes then got up and started back toward the waiting helicopter. Once airborne, again, Jim became the excellent tour guide he was know for, pointing out all the special points of interest and some that very few people knew. Jim made it his mission to find interesting bits of history for his guests that the other pilots didn't know about. He told them about the the Hualapai Nation, a nation of native Americans that are native to the southwest. There are several nations within the canyon walls. Each nation manages a portion of the canyon, earning their livelihood from those operations. The Hualapai had recently finished the Grand Canyon Skywalk, a horseshoe shaped bridge that was cantilevered out over the canyon. It is quite a site to see and even more fantastic to be on. As he was explaining the skywalk, he turned the helicopter into that area of the canyon to give Hank and Steve an aerial view. Both men were in awe. Jim then set the bird down at a landing pad where an Hualapai guide was waiting to take the men to the main site of the skywalk. The skywalk is breathtaking from any where you look at it, and even more breathtaking is the view from the middle of the bridge. "I am freaking out on this thing. It's glass and I feel as if I am suspended in mid air over the canyon. Oh my God, I need to hold on" was Hank's reaction as they walked out to the middle of the bridge. Steve was like a little kid on a roller coaster. He wanted more and kept hassling Hank about his fear of unprotected height. "Man, you are chicken shit, aren't you? Haven't you ever been to any amusement parks" teased Steve. "Actually, I've always had a fear of heights. I can climb a ladder to my roof with no problems, but put me into a situation like this or on a roller coaster, or Ferris wheel, and I just freak out. Look around, I'm not alone, those two people are shaking as they make their way around the bridge. He can't let go of the railing" responded Hank to Steve's jibes. "OK, old man, let's just have fun with this. I can't get over the view from here. I also cannot imagine anyone building this thing. Damn, I'd want hazard pay for doing that" responded Steve as they continued their leisurely walk around the bridge. When they exited the bridge, the Hualapai guide began a tour of the balance of the mock reservation. He explained the sweat lodges and the rituals of the tribes. His knowledge and ability to share the information was remarkable. It was more of a conversation than a guided tour. When the tour was completed, he took them back to the helipad to hand them off to the Navajo guide, who was waiting for them. Steve was wondering if it got any better. "Where are we going now? I can't believe the day we've had so far. What else do you have planned for us?" The Navajo guide was all smiles as he introduced himself. "I'm Paul and I wll be your guide to the Navajo Reservation, as well as lunch with members of our tribal family and then some shopping for keep sakes. Please ask me any questions you might have and don't hesitate to stop me if there is something you need or want explained further." They piled into a Hummer and began their trek to the reservation. On route Paul explained the history of the canyon, the relationship the Navajo people have to it and how they make a living by providing tours and shopping experiences for tourists. They men had a great lunch and did some shopping. Then Paul drove them back to the helipad to resume their air journey. Jim brought the helicopter back up and began the return trip to Vegas by way of a refueling location. That gave the men a chance to chat about their day. Both Hank and Steve were tired and just wanted to get back, by this point. When they returned to their hotel room, Steve sank to the bed and groaned. "I've never had such a fantastic day in my life. You are so good to me Hank, I don't know how I'll ever be able to repay you for everything you've done for me. I don't just mean this trip either. You give me support; you love me, give me gifts, and treat me like a person not a kid." "Well you are a person, a wonderful person that I really love so why shouldn't I treat you that way" responded Hank as he layed down next to Steve. Both men cuddled and kissed passionately before falling asleep. Steve woke first and just continued to stare at his lover. When Hank opened his eyes, he could see that Steve was still there and was looking at him with a smile on his face. "I like waking up to your smiling face. You can melt the heart of a beast with that smile. Now, I'm hungry so what do you say we shower and go out for a quick dinner?" They shared a gentle, loving shower and went to the buffet for dinner. After dinner they took a leisurely stroll along the strip. They got to the Mirage just in time to see one of the greatest imitation volcano eruptions designed by man. Then they walked to Treasure Island in time to join the crowd waiting to see the pirate ship show. Although there was a large crowd, most of the people were courteous and some where even very pleasant as they all waited for the show to begin. The performance was funny and well done, giving everyone a good reason for their wait. On the way back to their hotel, Hank stopped and pulled Steve to a bench on the sidewalk. Sitting down, he looked at Steve and said "I just want you to know that this has been a fantastic week for me. I come here often and never really enjoy myself since I am either alone or with someone from work. This trip has been totally different and that is because you are with me. I know we cannot openly love each other when we get back, but I want you to know that if we could I would." "I know I am in love with you Hank. I never want this to end and really don't want to go home tomorrow. Can't we just stay here and live together? It seems so unfair that we have to hide our feelings for each other. My parents know that we have a special bond and I'm sure they would understand." "Listen to me Steve. You will graduate high school next year and go off to college somewhere. That is when you will really start your life. I want you to find a young man, your age to love and cherish. This ahs been great for both of us, but you have your whole life in front of you and that shouldn't be with a man old enough to be your father." "So does that mean everything we mean to each other is wrong or worthless?" "No, it means we will continue to love each other. It means that until you go off to college, we can be together as often as possible. It means that I will love you for the rest of my life. And that is why I want you to go off to college and find someone to have in your life. Ours is a special relationship that we'll always have. Do you understand what I am saying?" "Actually I do, I just don't want to accept it. I can go to a local college and move in with you, but you won't let that happen, will you?" "Nope, if I did that, I'd be letting you down and not allowing you to grow into the man you will become. Please love me and accept what I am saying as the right thing for both of us. And, remember we have all year to enjoy ourselves." "Well right now I am tired and horny, so let's get back to our room and pick up where we left off in the shower. How does that sound?" was Steve's reply. Upon returning to their room, both men packed so the morning rush would be easier. Steve was just finishing his packing when Hank grabbed him from behind and pulled him back onto their bed. Steve fell backward onto Hank and just moaned as Hank ran his hands along Steve's chest. Hank rolled Steve to his side and continued to caress his body. With one hand he removed Steve's shirt and began to undo his belt. Steve was already starting to breathe heavily from the physical and mental stimulation Hank was providing. By the time Hank had Steve naked, Steve was ready to explode. His cock was pounding with his racing heart beat and was drooling precum like a fountain. Hank removed his clothes and rejoined Steve on the bed. Looking into Steve's eyes Hank said "Remember this trip forever." Then Hank began his assault on Steve. Every inch of his body received a loving touch, tongue bath, tickle, or kiss. Steve was beyond any rational state at this time. He wanted to cum so badly that his cock ached. Hank lifted Steve's legs, placed them on his shoulders and gently entered his lover. Hank was on the verge so he took his time allowing both Steve and himself to cool down a bit. Then he began gentle movements. He was so gentle and sensually slow that it drove both of them to the brink in just a few minutes. Steve looked into Hank's eyes and mouthed "I love you" as he erupted into a volcano of a climax. His cum shot straight up, hitting Hank in the face. He shot several additional huge loads onto his own face, chest and abs. At that point Hank began his own climax -- a climax that should have stopped his heart. He collapsed onto the exhausted Steve and desperately tried to catch his breath. The weight was too much for Steve so he pushed Hank to his side and hugged him till they both regained some resemblance of normal breathing. Hank looked at Steve and laughed. "That my young friend was beyond words. And I think we both need another shower."