Date: Wed, 21 Jan 2015 16:20:31 +0000
From: Alain Mahy <amahy1957@gmail.com>
Subject: Flight Attendant 2

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After our first night together and the fantastic lovemaking, it took some
time for us to be able to be together again.  Our schedules couldn't have
been more apart!  Sometimes we had just a little hour to have some
breakfast at the airport.  Sometimes not even that.  I was missing him like
crazy and from what he told me, he was in the same condition.  We wanted
each other and even if we had, at least, the opportunity to talk over the
phone, it was nothing like being physically together.

Although I realized I found some one to really care for, some one I deeply
loved, I started to have second thoughts.  This was not what I wanted and
when we were talking over the phone, I could actually feel Sebastian's
frustration as well.  We tried to ask for a weekend off.  I don't know if
it was fate, or just an error of the guys at planning, but we didn't make
it.  After about six weeks of this I started to think seriously about what
we had and what we could expect in the future.  If we could not see each
other, why would we stick together?  I knew I was impatient and thought
about what Sebastian said over the phone: "Nothing is definite, not the
good things nor the bad things."  He was right but you have to understand
our love and our relationship were at their very beginning!

One evening, when I just came back from a short flight, I went to sign off.
The guy at planning asked me if I could do a replacement on a long haul
flight the next day, where I was officially off duty.  I quickly checked
with what Sebastian's schedule was and agreed to do the replacement as
Sebastian was working the following days.  I went home and prepared an
overnight bag of two days.  I tried to reach Sebastian to tell him the
change of program, but his phone was not connected, what meant that he was
probably flying or sleeping.  I sent him a message but had not received any
reply when I woke up the next morning.

I went to the airport and signed in as usual.  I waited for my colleagues
and we went to the gate where our plane was.  As we boarded, the pilot came
out and said that we would probably have some delay as the co-pilot came
flying in just a few minutes ago.  We couldn't take off without him.  We
busied ourselves preparing the plane for boarding.  I was in the front
galley checking on what the ground personnel had loaded when I felt a
little tap on my shoulder.  I looked around and there was Sebastian.
Suddenly we didn't care if anybody saw us and we threw our arms around each
other, kissing like porn-stars!  I was so happy to see him and from his
reaction, I could say Sebastian was happy, too.  When we broke our kiss, we
tried to update the other and were babbling incoherent sentences.  We had
to calm down for a minute.  I looked him in the eye and asked him if he had
not received my message.  He said he didn't even have the time to switch on
his phone.  He had been contacted by radio and asked if he could do this
replacement.  As he was about to be promoted as a chief-pilot, he thought
it was a good thing to say yes.  Another co-pilot who was doing only short
flights would replace his scheduled flight of the afternoon.  The only
thing he managed to say before entering the cockpit was that we wouldn't
leave the room at all during the next two days as soon as we arrived at our
destination.

I was over excited.  My God, six weeks without seeing each other, or
almost, and now, totally unexpected we were on the same flight and with a
two night stop.  The passengers started to board and it couldn't go fast
enough for me.  I wanted us airborne as quickly as possible and at our
destination in less time that was necessary to fly over there.  I wanted to
serve the meals more than an hour early!  I knew that wouldn't help but in
my mind it would.  I was tempted to go to the cockpit every five minutes,
but I knew it was stupid.  We had waited for six weeks.  A few hours more
would not make any difference.

When I heard the pilot say that we were descending to our destination,
everything was securely locked up in the galley.  My colleague had never
seen me work so fast.  Normally seen, we sit down and fasten our seat-belts
about ten seconds before we touch the ground.  I was sitting down and
strapped to my jump-seat more than in time.  But I knew I had to be
professional and show respect and patience with the passengers.  I knew
that as a purser I was the last one to go off the plane as I had to hand it
over to the next crew.  The pilot and Sebastian were out of the cockpit
while passengers were still going off board.  Sebastian mouthed to me in
silence that he would wait at the mini-bus that would take us to the hotel.
I winked at him, trying to be discreet and not hurrying the remaining
passengers.  At last everything was done and I stepped out of the plane to
join Sebastian.  Once I was seated next to him, for my part, time could
stand still.  I was next to the person I loved most in this world and
nothing more mattered to me.  As the pilot was superior in grade, he had a
room on his own and Sebastian and I were assigned to be "roommates".

We went up to our room and as soon as the door was closed, we were in each
other's arms.  We kissed as if there was no tomorrow.  We undressed as if
it was a race.  We were not completely laying down on the bed when we had
both our first orgasm.  Yes, just as the first time we were together at my
place!  The same scenario was playing.  The second orgasm was overwhelming
us not even five minutes later.  But the heavy workload we both had in the
last weeks was getting at us and before the third orgasm we were both sound
asleep.

I woke up to Sebastian's arms wrapping me from behind.  I moaned at this
simple gesture.  He asked me very quietly if I was awake and I pushed my
ass in his crotch as a matter of answer.  That made him giggle.  I looked
at my watch and saw that we missed the evening meal.  As if it was a
telepathic wave, Sebastian's stomach growled like a hungry bear.  That
provoked more than a giggle as we both laughed out loud.  We ordered some
room service.  While waiting we took a shower and served ourselves a drink
from the mini-bar.  We were updating the other with everything that had
happened since our last phone call.  Even if we had talked almost every
day, Sebastian had a surprise for me:

- I haven't told you yet, but this flight is my final exam flight.  That is
why the pilot is an officer of higher grade.  If I can manage to do a good
job, I will have my full wings and be promoted to first pilot on 767 very
soon.  With supplement training I can hope to fly 747 in less than two
years!

I was so proud of him and kissed him as a sign of congratulation.  Despite
the good news I was wondering if that would allow us to see each other a
little bit more and so I asked him.

- Well, he said, we have some opportunities here thanks to the airline
company rules.  First of all, as first pilot I will have the advantage of
being able to choose the flights I want to do.  I am sure you can
understand I won't be able to be too picky at the start, but I will have a
little more freedom than now as a co-pilot.  Secondly, as I will qualify
for the 767, I won't have short flights anymore.  You know that plane is
used for middle and long haul flights.  You have your license to work on
767, haven't you?

- Yes I have, I answered him.

- So, if we want to fly more often together, it is up to you to ask for
exclusively 767 services.  With your years of experience and being a
purser, I don't think that would be a problem.  But ... it doesn't assure
us to fly together as the company has more than one 767.  Being both
qualified for that plane, we would have more chances of flying together.

Just at that time there was a knock on the door and that impersonal call
that said "Room Service".  I wrapped a towel around my waist and Sebastian
went into the bathroom.  The bellboy came in, wheeling a cart in front of
him and than just stood there.  I understood that he was waiting for a tip,
but seeing he was not really professional I was inclined to send him away
without it.  Nonetheless I took my jacket and fished out a few coins.  He
disappeared with an unhappy look on his face.  As he had not even put the
things on the small table, I took it on me to do it.  Sebastian had found a
towel in the bathroom and was now dressed just as I was... if you can call
it "dressed".  We sat down and dug in.  The food was neither good nor bad.
It was just ... room service.  But as we were both famished, it was all
right.  Between two mouthfuls, Sebastian went on with the changes that
would be involved as soon as he was qualified and titled.  It was still
hanging in the air, but he was confident enough that he would pass the exam
without a problem.

Our meal was finished and I wheeled the cart outside the room.  Sebastian
was sprawled out over the bed with his hands behind his head.  I looked at
him and just wondered what I had done to deserve such a gorgeous man in my
bed and in my life.  The six weeks we hadn't had the chance to meet, or
almost, had me thinking.  Yes, I knew I fell in love with Sebastian.  Yes,
I knew I wanted to know him better and better, but I was also decided to be
at his side and have a monogamous relationship with him.  The only negative
point, up till now, was the fact we didn't see each other.  I wanted a life
with him that was not connected with the jobs we had.  I mentioned this to
Sebastian and he agreed.

- The jobs we have do not fit in a nine-to-five frame.  We knew that when
we accepted them.  As a matter of fact, we know a lot of relationships of
our colleagues end on the cliffs because of that.  It is a difficult
situation for people who love each other and want to spend a maximum of
time together.  God, we've seen how the past six weeks have been for us!

I lied down beside him and felt comfortable in his arms with my head on his
chest.  I just wanted to stay there and not having to get up.  I gently
played with the hair on his chest and my hand had a will of its own, going
over to his nipples and pinching them softly.  Even though the pinching was
soft, it had its effect on Sebastian.  He first just squeezed my shoulders,
but soon after that he pressed his body against mine and even pulling me on
top of him.  I could feel his cock was swelling beneath the towel that was
still around his waist.  As I was on top, I had the easiest access to him.
I started kissing him, softly at first, but Sebastian being who he was,
made our kiss growing in passion and strength.  Our tongues were soon
dueling for supremacy in our mouth.  Our hands didn't stay idle.  His were
on my buttocks, kneading them.  Mine were on his nipples, pinching them.
We both knew what to do to incite a higher heartbeat, a heavier breathing
and the sweat to get out off our pores.  Towels were flying through the
room and nothing was in our way to enjoy the skin-to-skin contact.  Despite
the fact we already came twice, our cocks were rock-hard and ready for
action again.  We rolled over the king- size bed, but our lips were sealed
together.  Our kisses were passionate and hot.  Our chests could almost
glide one over the other as we were sweating profusely.  It was such a
pleasant sensation.  We had showered earlier and the sweat was pure and
clean.  My nostrils were capturing Sebastian's scent and my head was
spinning like crazy.  That guy intoxicated me to the highest point.  I
searched his body to find the points that were sweating the most and went
to lick them.  I loved how my man tasted.  I licked his armpits and was
overwhelmed by turmoil of all my senses, but above all, I loved and I felt
loved.  All the sensations in my body were amplified by that feeling.  I
didn't know which sensation was the strongest.  Was it his body scent?  Was
it his hands that roamed over my bare skin?  Was it his cock the dueled
with mine?  The only thing I knew was that I wanted it all to go on and on.
We turned over once more and I was laying on my back with Sebastian body on
top of mine.  He was kissing and licking every part of my body he could
reach.  He nibbled at my earlobes and sucked on my collarbone.  He softly
pinched my over sensitive nipples sending jolts of electricity that
exploded in my feet.  He licked my navel as if it was the sweetest honey.

Sebastian knew how to bring my body to the edge of a wonderful climax and
then withdraw to start it all over again.  He actually found pleasure in
pleasuring me!  He cupped my balls and massaged them tenderly while his
lips wrapped themselves around my cock-head.  The warmth and the moist of
his mouth send new shivers along my spine and exploded in every nerve
ending of my body.  My breathing was heavy and my vision blurred.  I felt
as if my heart was going to burst out of my chest.  He swirled his tongue
over my cock-head and then bobbed up and down on the shaft till his node
was buried in my pubic hair.  He came slowly up again to catch his breath
and dove down till I was buried in his throat.  He used a lot of spit to
make the gliding even easier.  It ran out of the corner of his mouth and
wet my pubes, my balls and I could even feel his spit finding its way to my
ass.  Sebastian's mouth followed his own spit and reached behind my balls,
munching on that tender spot between my scrotum and my rosebud.  I knew
what was coming and prepared myself for his tender assault on my ass.  He
loved eating out my ass and I loved him doing it.  He turned around so we
were in a 69 position because he knew me already so well on that point.  A
69 of cocks was probably our favorite position and action, but a 69 of
asses was the supreme icing on a cake.  He leaned over me, straddling my
head and went back to suck my cock first.  With his strong arms he parted
my legs and blocked them with his elbows.  I was so exposed and vulnerable,
but I loved it with him.  He attacked my ass with a newfound energy,
pushing his tongue as far up puckered hole as he could.  While doing this,
he pushed his own ass down on my face.  I spread his ass-cheeks wide and
French kissed his hole.  We held on to it and our tongues were even more
active than if we would be talking.

We didn't talk, but it is not that we were in perfect silence.  We moaned
and groaned, sending vocal vibrations to the parts we were attached to.  It
is strange how such a small vibrations can provoke so high sensations.  We
were glued together, mouths on asses, tongues in holes, hands roaming over
each other as far as they could reach.  Sebastian joined tongue and fingers
at my opening.  Spit was flowing from his mouth onto his fingers that
played with the muscles of my ass.  As I was doing the same, both our
muscles relaxed and we could penetrate each other easily.  I pushed my
fingers into him and turned them around inside, in search for his prostate
that I found quite quickly.  As soon as I touched and massaged his
prostate, Sebastian mimicked my action and we were oozing pre-cum to lube
up an army!  My chest and my stomach were covered with our pre-cum and as
he tried subtle movements with his body, Sebastian glided over mine with
ease.  I stretched his hole open with my fingers and tongue and felt him
getting closer to climax.  I had to slow down if I didn't want him to come
on the spot.  Feeling me slowing down, Sebastian turned over once again
with the speed of light and kneeled between my spread legs.  He didn't need
any artificial lube.  He just pointed his cock-head right on target and
pushed in with one powerful thrust.  I thought his cock-head was going to
come out of my mouth through my throat.  It felt so big and deep inside of
me.

That brutal invasion surprised me.  I was not expecting it, but nonetheless
loved it.  Sebastian stood still on his knees between my legs.  He gave me
some time to catch my breath and recuperate my senses.  His eyes were
intensely fixed on my face and were radiating love.  He stood still as not
to hurt me.  He was waiting for my sign to go on.  He once again thought
about my pleasure before his.  I looked at him with my heart, showing him
how much I loved him and wanted him to go on with his lovemaking.  I was on
cloud nine and I wanted him with me.  I squeezed my ass-muscles and that
was enough for him to understand I wanted him to go on.  He pulled very
slowly out till my sphincter muscle trapped the head of his cock.  Then he
pushed back in very gently but not stopping before he couldn't go no
further.  The withdrawing was again excruciatingly slow, but I could feel
all the veins in his shaft rubbing my ass-walls.  It all felt so hot that I
was scared of burning him.  Although he went slowly, he was sweating
profusely and I felt each sweat drop that felt on my skin as a drop of
burning candle wax.  But he didn't keep slow!  He increased his going in
and out motion and with the speed he even reached some spots inside of me
that seemed new.  He was pounding me in earnest and I stroke my cock to the
rhythm of his movements.  I knew we wouldn't last long.  Our lovemaking was
going on for several hours already and we had been on the edge more than
once.  I felt my juice boil in my balls.  I felt that familiar tingling in
my nether regions that announced a tremendous orgasm.

Sebastian held on to my ankles and spread my legs as wide as possible.  His
hips moved at an incredible speed but didn't lose their grace and agility.
He looked me in the eyes and knew I was about to come.  He relaxed a little
as if he was withholding his orgasm.  We both moaned really loud and
suddenly we simultaneously we yelled out our pleasure while we emptied our
balls, Sebastian inside of me and I on my chest and stomach.  Powerful
spurts came out of our cocks and we both tensed all the muscles of our
bodies.  We couldn't move.  We were paralyzed by the intensity of our
climax.

When we were spent, all our muscled relaxed and Sebastian collapsed on top
of me.  I could feel his heartbeat in his chest just as he felt my
heartbeat in mine.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around
his waist.  Sebastian didn't move.  We could have stayed like that during
hours.  We felt happy.  The hectic past weeks asked their toll, and we fell
asleep, just like that.

During our sleep we had moved and found our natural position for sleeping.
Sebastian spooned me and I felt very content feeling him pressed against my
back.  I was perfectly at peace and form the soft snoring of Sebastian, I
guessed he was as well.

We woke up by the sunshine hitting us on our faces.  I turned around and
was rewarded by Sebastian's smile.  I could easily get used waking up like
that.  Our lips met and we didn't care about the fact we had not brushed
our teeth yet.  We got up and went to the bathroom for our morning
emergencies.  After that we dressed and went down for breakfast.  I was
once again stunned by what Sebastian could absorb so early in the day.
Although we could have spent the day in our room to satisfy our desires, we
went out for a walk.  Sebastian was his talkative self as usual.  He had
millions of ideas to have us being together more and each one of his idea
was better than the previous one, but none of them was actually in our
hands.

Suddenly I heard someone call my name.  As I was not in my hometown and not
even in my country, I thought someone was calling to another person who
happened to have the same name as I have.  But the calls went on:

- Jason ... Jason!  Wait!

I didn't even looked behind me, but Sebastian did.  A guy of our own age
soon joined us.  As Sebastian had stopped walking, I stopped as well.  The
guy who joined us was not familiar to me.

- Jason! You don't recognize me?  Come on ... don't pull my leg!  I am
Bobby, Bob Atkinson!

My God!  He had changed to the point I wouldn't have recognized him if he
had not called out my name.  It had been more than twenty years since I
last saw him.  If my memory was correct, the last time we had seen each
other was on graduation day!  At that time Bobby was an over weighted guy,
with thick glasses on his nose, which didn't let you see his real eyes.
The guy who stood in front of me was totally different!  A really nice and
toned body, broad shoulders, narrow waist, strong legs and no glasses on
his nose.  You could actually see his eyes that were grayish green.  I
couldn't believe my eyes.

- My God Bobby!  I wouldn't have recognized you.  You really got yourself
in shape!

He had a bright smile and a sparkle in his eyes.  I introduced him to
Sebastian and they shook hands.  What I hadn't expected was that their
handshake was just polite, nothing more.  None of both smiled.  It was as
if a mutual and sudden dislike was born between them.  It was so strong
that without a word, I could feel that antipathy putting a wall between
them.  I didn't understand.  Without any explanation, Sebastian turned to
me saying we would see each other at the hotel and walked away.  I called
out to him several times, but he didn't turn around.

I told Bobby that I had to go to the hotel.  He seemed deceived and asked
if we could meet at another moment.  We exchanged cell phone numbers and I
ran back after Sebastian.  When I entered the room, he was sitting on a
chair on the balcony.  He had a look on his face I had never seen before.

- What happened? I asked him.  Do you know Bobby?  Has he done anything to
you?  Why did you suddenly run away?  Come on Sebastian, talk to me!

Sebastian looked at the floor.  He, who always was so talkative, was
suddenly as silent as a graveyard.  He was nervous as I saw him twisting
his hands together.  He was sitting on the edge of the chair and his legs
were shaking.  He was several times on the verge of starting to talk, but
not a word came out of his mouth.  I sat in the chair in front of him and
took his hands in mine.

- Come on Sebastian, talk to me.  You know I love you and nothing or nobody
can come in between of us.  But if want our relationship to work, there
must be communicating.  I f we shut up when there is something bothering
the other, we won't reach very far!  So, please Seb, don't shut me out.

He looked up at my face.  What I saw in his eyes was totally new to me.  I
couldn't define it immediately.  It could have been plain hurt or
indescribable anger.  I couldn't tell.  Whatever it was, it affected him to
the highest point.  He squeezed my hands a few time as if to say, "Bare
with me".  I loved him enough to have the patience till he would start to
speak.  He took his time.

- I am not really proud of what I am about to tell you.

He made a pause.

- I know Bobby.  I haven't seen him in a very long time.  I hadn't even
recognized him, till he said his name.  Apparently he hadn't recognized me
either, till you introduced me to him.  We shook hands as if we were on
autopilot, but we didn't really want to...  We used to live next door to
each other.  You know how he was.  Unattractive would be an understatement.
We were on a polite, almost friendly basis because we were neighbors, but I
was not inclined to become really friends with him.  One night I came home
after partying with some friends and I was more than wasted.  I don't even
remember how I got home.  I was that drunk that instead of trying to open
my door, I was fumbling with my keys at his door.  He heard someone was
trying to get into his house and without fear he opened the door.  When he
saw the pity state I was in, he actually helped me.  He took the keys from
my hand, opened my door and helped me in.  He led me to my room and I fell
on my bed.  Bobby took off my shoes and socks.  He needed all of his
strength to lift me to take off my jacket, my sweater and my shirt.  I felt
his hands on y body and started go get quite horny.  I didn't do anything
to stop him undressing me.  He was just trying to get me comfortable in my
bed, and I was playing with him.  I suspected him to have a crush on me
since quite some time.  In my drunken state I started to play with his
feelings and behaved in a seductive way.  I touched him insistently and
even grabbed him in his crotch.  At one point I pulled on his arm and being
stronger than he was at the time, he fell on the bed next to me.  He tried
to get up, but I didn't let him.  I even kissed him and that was when he
gave up fighting.  We had sex and as soon as I shot my load, I fell asleep.

Sebastian paused again.  I could tell the worst had still to come.  It was
just an intuition, but I knew that my intuitions almost always were right.

- The next morning I woke up and Bobby was snoring next to me.  First I
didn't even realize it was him.  I thought that I had invited one of my
drink buddies over.  When I realized I was naked and he was as well, I
panicked.  I panicked to the point of getting very angry.  Being as stupid
as I was at that time, I didn't even ask him how he had gotten in and what
he did naked in my bed.

He paused again and asked me to not hold anything against him, whatever he
was going to tell.  I promised him I wouldn't.  I just asked him to be
completely honest with me.  He said he would, but that I would probably not
like at all what was coming.

- I actually started yelling at him and pushing him out of my bed.  I
cursed him and called him all kind of names, except nice ones.  I didn't
even give him a chance to dress.  I grabbed his clothes and pushed him
towards the door.  I opened it and threw him out like he was garbage,
telling him to never talk to me again in his life, that there was not a
chance in the world he would be able to seduce me with his looks.  I
smacked the door close.  I had a serious hangover.  The only way I thought
of getting rid of it was to have a good drink and in no time I was wasted
again.  I went to my room and fell on the bed and slept more than
twenty-four hours.  When I woke up, I didn't remember a thing!  It was more
than a week later that I crossed Bobby coming out of his place.  He didn't
say a word to me and that was when everything came back to my memory.  I
wanted to apologize, but I was to proud to do so.  When I found the nerve
to go over to him to say I was sorry, he was gone and I haven't seen him
again since then.

Sebastian was silent.  I was speechless because what he just told me was
totally not him the way I knew him.  I didn't know what to say or how to
react.  This was something I would never thought he would be capable of.  I
saw a silent tear coming out of his eyes.

- If you want to leave now, I won't do anything to keep you here.  I will
understand.  It's part of the price I will have to pay for an error in the
past.

I got out of my chair and kneeled in front of him, holding his hands with
even more strength.

- I am not going anywhere Sebastian.  I love you and even if the alcohol is
no excuse, it is maybe an explanation.  It all happened a long time ago and
you are not the person you described anymore.  You are right.  What you did
was not nice at all and quite a lot of people would despise you for what
you did.  I can't despise you because I love you.  I also noticed that
today you never go beyond two drinks.  I guess you learned your lesson.
There is only one thing that could make me love you even more.  Bobby gave
me his number and I want the two of you to meet again.  It would be nice,
even after all these years that you apologize to him.

Sebastian looked at me and I saw that sparkle of love again in his eyes.

- You are incredible, he said.  After what I just told you, you still tell
me that you love me.  How can I deserve someone like you?

. I'll tell you why you deserve me if you can tell me how I deserve you.
The first thing I want from my man is that he is honest with me.  I can
imagine how hard it has been for you to tell me this story.  You are honest
with me and that's the first pillar of confidence we need to build
something serious.  We all did things in our past that we are not proud of.
You just had the guts to tell me.  Thank you.

We fell in each other's arms.  Sebastian kissed me feverishly.  He then
looked in my eyes and asked me to call Bobby and invite him for dinner.  I
didn't give him time to think it over and fished my cell phone out of my
pocket and dialed Bobby's number.  He answered immediately.  I invited him
for dinner and his first question was of course if Sebastian would be there
as well.  I told him yes and that it was even Sebastian's idea to invite
him.  Bobby was silent for a moment.  He was clearly thinking it over and
was hesitating in accepting the invitation.  I told him he would not regret
it and he finally accepted to meet at the restaurant in front of our hotel.

We dressed and crossed the street at seven o'clock sharp.  We entered the
restaurant and Bobby was waiting for us at the bar.  I hugged him, but he
refused to hug Sebastian.  It was understandable.  I ordered some drinks
while we were waiting to be seated.  There was an awkward silence and I
pushed Sebastian to open his mouth.  He looked at Bobby and started to
talk, apologizing and asking for forgiveness.  When he was finished, Bobby
had a little smile on his face.

- Actually, I have to thank you, he said.

Sebastian and I were stunned.  We had expected anything except a "Thank
You".  Just at that time the waiter came to us to lead us to our table.
Once we were seated and ordered, Bobby started again.

- Yes indeed, I have to thank you.  Oh sure, that morning, when you threw
me out, I was hurt.  I had helped you to get to bed, you took advantage of
the fact I had a crush on you and insulted me and called me all kind of
names.  Some of those names I didn't even know.  But in between of all of
this, you made me realize a few things.  First of all that I had to change
my looks.  Secondly that I didn't have to help if I was not asked to.  And
finally that my happiness should not depend of others, but only of me.
Those were the three hardest lessons you taught me in less than five
minutes.  So, I took my life in my own hands.  I moved and started a brand
new life.  I was going to the gym five days a week.  I had appointments
with doctors and nutritionists.  I called in the help of a psychologist and
here I am.  Seven years, eight month and twenty-four days later, facing you
and thanking you for helping me improving my life.  Yes, I remember that
day as if it was yesterday.  The chubby me has gone and I have a six-pack
to prove it.  The insecure guy is gone as I am sitting here saying thank
you.  I have a life of my own where the most important person is me.  I am
happy because I learned to love myself.  It took me time, but I succeeded.
I can face the world without fear.  For all that, I say "Thank You
Sebastian".  I owe you!

With those words, Bobby got up and went over to Sebastian and planted a
full kiss on his lips.  Sebastian was flabbergasted and I could only smile.
Bobby had just taught him his lesson.

From there on, the evening was slowly getting pleasant.  Sebastian was
still looking at Bobby in disbelief.  After the coffee we didn't order any
drinks.  I paid the bill and we went out and walked through the town.  The
weather was fantastic and almost hot although it was already eleven
o'clock.  Sebastian and I didn't want to have a late night as we had our
flight the following morning.  Bobby went with us to the hotel and said
goodnight before we got in.  We promised to keep in touch and have other
nights as pleasant as this one.

Once in the room, we showered and were soon asleep.

Far too early we were woken by the alarm clock.  We showered again, shaved,
dressed and had breakfast before joining the others in the lobby of the
hotel.  Sebastian was at the commands as it was his last exam flight.  He
took us up to thirty thousand feet in no time and once we reached our
destination, he landed the heavy plane as if it was a toy.

The hectic schedules made us being apart more than we wanted.  Sebastian
had of course his title of first pilot and, as he had suggested, I had
asked and received the exclusive 767 services.  The guys at planning had
somewhere discovered we were an item and one of them did a pretty good job
to have us flying together more and more.  It was not yet what we wanted,
but we were getting there.

It was almost a year since we had had our first night together.  I have to
admit I loved my pilot more each day.  We were still frustrated with our
schedules although there was a clear improvement.  The days we didn't have
to fly, we were at Sebastian's place or mine.  It was during one of those
nights that Sebastian asked me if it wouldn't be easier to give up one of
our places and have just one for both of us.  He said that having the same
official address, we would probably enjoy the same advantages as the
married couples.  During the following weeks we looked into it with the
human resources office and what Sebastian thought was true.  As his place
was better located and even a little bigger, we decided I would move in
with him.  The only thing I had to do was finding a new tenant for my
condo, as it was the only way I could stop my lease without having to pay a
penalty.

The day we moved my stuff we had the surprise visit of Bobby.  We had been
in contact over the phone and computer on a weekly basis.  He came over
without warning us.  He stood on the doorstep of my condo when we came out
with a load of boxes.  Bobby didn't hesitate a moment to help us, and
everything was moved a lot faster than what we had originally thought.
When the last box was in Sebastian's place, Bobby asked why I had left my
condo.  We told him our decision to live together to benefit the advantages
at our job.  He then asked if my condo was already leased again.  I told
him it wasn't and he said he was interested, as he needed a new place.  He
was heaven sent.

I went back to my old place with Bobby.  Sebastian wanted to sort some
things out to make some space in the closet for me.  Bobby looked over my
condo and was more and more interested.  I had left some of my old
furniture and he was ready to take it over, as he didn't have a lot of
things of his own.  I gave him a copy of the contract I had with the
landlady and told him she had decided to not raise the rent.

- I'll take it, Bobby said, if you can allow me to pay your furniture in
several times.  I just started a new job and for the first six months the
pay will not be that high.  I promise you to pay you as soon as I get my
paycheck each month.

I would have left the furniture for free if he asked me, but knowing Bobby,
he would not have accepted it.  I put a ridiculous low price on it and we
shook hands to seal the deal.  The rent was paid till the end of the month
anyway, so I gave him the keys and called the landlady to tell her the good
news.  She was thrilled that she didn't have to do anything in the condo
and that she didn't have to search for a new tenant herself.

Bobby was thrilled as well as he had been afraid of having to sleep in the
streets!

We went back to what was now not only Sebastian's place, but mine as well.
He had done a great job while we were away.  I had now sufficient space for
my clothes and even on the shelves he made space for my books and CD's.  He
had unpacked several of the boxes and left the ones he didn't know what I
wanted to do with.  He had even found the time to prepare some food.

He and Bobby had made peace about what happened several years ago and it
was nice to see that forgiveness is a great thing.  Bobby sometimes had it
difficult because the crush he had on Sebastian so many years ago, was not
gone completely.  He talked about it and admitted his problem was double.
First was his crush on Sebastian, but then he had learned to appreciate me
and felt attracted as well.  He always said he would not come in between of
us because he had too much respect for people who were involved together.
He said he didn't want to do something that he wouldn't want people to do
to him.  We all three appreciated his position and were building a nice
friendship.  In the intimacy of our bedroom, Sebastian had admitted that
Bobby was really attractive and even said that if we were not an item, he
would probably chase after Bobby.  Sincerity was our number one priority
since the day we met Bobby again.  I wanted to be as honest to Sebastian as
he had been with me.  Therefor I admitted I was in the same position.
Bobby was indeed a very attractive guy and we were both surprised he had
not a boyfriend.  With his current looks, he could probably have any guy he
wanted.  Ok, he was shorter than most guys but that was what made him
attractive, at least to me.

Time flew by like always.  Sebastian and I were settled and had now most of
our flights together.  I was in heaven and if Sebastian's smiles were any
indication, he was thrilled as well.  For about three months we had not
heard anything form Bobby.  We joked about it, supposing he had found his
Mr.  Right.  I called him several times, but it always went over on
voice-mail.  Till one night, as we were just coming back from the airport,
Bobby was sitting on the floor at our door.  We could easily see he had
been crying.  He was a mess and when he saw us, he got up and threw himself
in my arms, sobbing as if someone had died.  Sebastian opened the door and
dropped our bags at the entrance.  I was still standing outside with the
sobbing Bobby in my arms.  I told him to come in and tell us what was going
on.

Bobby needed quite some time to spill out why he was in that state.  He had
indeed met someone and had fallen in love, but the feelings were not
reciprocated.  The other guy had used him to get off the streets as his
ex-boyfriend had thrown him out.  The guy was taking advantage of
everything and everyone.  He had pretended to fall in love with Bobby and
they even had sex quite a few times, but as soon as the guy had found a
better place to stay, he had left Bobby without a word of explanation.
Bobby was not na•ve, but had fallen for the guy and now he was
devastated.  He was angry with himself for not seeing what was exactly
going on.  Unconsciously he had not come with the guy to visit us, because
somewhere, deep inside of him, he knew it was not worth it.  He had fallen
in love but was not convinced we would approve.  He felt so guilty for all
what happened.  He took the blame completely on him and even found excuses
for that guy who was clearly a scrounger.

Bobby was seated between Sebastian and me.  We both had an arm around him
and tried to make him see he was not guilty of anything except doing the
best he thought.  I looked over at Sebastian and he nodded.  We often
didn't need any words to understand each other.  We invited Bobby to spend
the night as he was in no state to be on his own.  What he needed was a
little care and understanding.  As it was a Friday night, we knew we would
have him over for the weekend and that would give us time to talk some
sense in his head.

I ushered Bobby to the bathroom and gave him a fresh towel so he could have
a shower and wash the bad memories away.  While he was in the shower I
helped Sebastian in the kitchen and had a quick talk about what to do.  The
guest-room was available and I went to make up the bed.  Bobby came out of
the bathroom with just his towel around his waist.  I have to admit I
looked him over more than once and so was Sebastian.  He had indeed done a
beautiful job at the gym.  We had never seen him with so few clothes on
him, if you can call a towel clothes.  He was naturally smooth and he had
been sunbathing, as his skin was a nice honey color.  It seemed he didn't
want to put on the only clothes he had on him when arriving, so I went to
our bedroom and came back with a T-shirt and some boxer shorts.  He didn't
hesitate to drop the towel in front of us and we had a nice view of his
melon shaped buttocks.  I nice small triangle of white flesh indicated he
was not sunbathing naked.

While the meal was on the stove, Sebastian went to the bathroom and came
back in almost the same attire as Bobby.  I felt overdressed and took my
turn in the shower.  When I came back in boxer briefs and T-shirt, the
other two were seated at the dinning room table, waiting for me to start
our meal.

Bobby relaxed a little while he was eating.  He seemed famished as he ate
almost double of what Sebastian and I had absorbed.  He was the first one
to get from the table and collect the plates to take them to the kitchen
and put them in the dishwasher.  As it was getting late, I showed him to
the guestroom while Sebastian switched off the light and joined me in bed
in our bedroom.  As usual, after a long flight, we fell almost immediately
asleep as to regain energy for the morning for some hot lovemaking.

In the middle of the night I woke up to an unfamiliar sound and was
immediately awake with wide- open eyes.  Bobby stood at my side of the bed
with tears in his eyes and just said:

- I had a nightmare!  Can I sleep with you guys?

Sebastian was spooning me and I had to push him backwards a little as to
make some space for Bobby.  He lied down with his back to me so that I was
spooning him.  I felt his whole body shaking and I wrapped my arms around
him to make him feel safe.  He soon relaxed and the sound of his regular
breathing told me he was asleep.  It took me a while longer.

When I woke up again, the sunshine was overflowing our bedroom.  I was not
fully aware that the guy I was holding in my arms was Bobby.  I was not
that awake.  I let my hands roam over his body and soon felt his hard-on.
That's when I realized it was not Sebastian!  The manhood I was holding was
smaller than Sebastian's, but equally hard as stone.  When I realized it, I
had already stroked it several times up and down.  Bobby had woken to my
ministrations and was moaning.  He turned around and kissed me square on
the lips, pushing his tongue in my mouth.  He, too, realized I was not who
he expected to be immediately and had his hands already on my morning wood.
We opened our eyes at the same time and the memories of the night before
came back like a hammer on a nail.  We withdrew our hands and looked at
each other and what I saw in Bobby's eyes was pure terror.  I could
actually feel his thoughts.  He was thinking that we had opened up our
house, our bed and our arms and he had trespassed in our intimacy
blatantly.  I didn't want him to feel bad about it.  I took his face in
both my hands and pressed my lips to his and kissed him with a tender
loving care.  His tensed body relaxed with this and he slightly opened his
lips.  I took the opportunity to let my tongue slip into his mouth.  How
could something, that felt so right, be wrong?  I let my tongue explore his
mouth and get acquainted with his.  Both were playing together and the
urgency got stronger.  Before we knew it, our kiss became passionate.  I
felt Sebastian's hands roam over my body and knew he was awake.  He propped
himself on an elbow and looked at us kissing without stopping caressing me.

We had talked about this and decided we wouldn't initiate anything, but if
it happened we would follow the flow.  Sebastian crawled over me and joined
us in our kiss.  It was a very erotic sensation.  Our three mouths were so
close together and our tongues were playing with an undeniable pleasure.
Our horniness and sexual needs grew by the minute.  Our morning woods were
soon purely sexual and the heat of our bodies mingled with the others.
Sebastian was the first to break the kiss and travel down to where Bobby's
and my crotch were pressed together.  He pushed us slightly apart but our
cocks were still touching each other.  Sebastian didn't mind as he opened
his mouth wide and engulfed them both at the same time.  The warmth of his
mouth, the moist of his tongue and the huge amount of spit he was
producing, made it all seem so easy.  Bobby and I started to pump our hips
together and Sebastian took it all.  Bobby was playing with my hair with
his left hand and with his right he caressed Sebastian's head.  I had my
hands on his face and chest and pinched his nipples softly.  That made him
moan even more.

All our feelings were in overload.  Lovemaking with Sebastian was very
satisfactory, but the added presence of Bobby gave it a new dimension.
Having two hands roaming over your body is nice.  Having four hands roaming
over your body made it just exquisite.  Feeling a mouth over your cock is
fantastic, but when at the same time it rubs against another cock, it is
even better.  Sebastian was trying to give Bobby as much pleasure as
possible and when he let go of both our cocks, he went to suck on Bobby's
balls.  Bobby was squirming and trashing.  It was clear he enjoyed
Sebastian's attention.  I got up on my knees and fed my cock to Bobby who
eagerly took it and sucked on it with a feverish energy.  While he was
sucking his fingers found their way to my puckered hole and I could feel a
soft penetration of his middle finger.  He pushed it in and found my
prostate that he rubbed, knowing the effect it would have on any man.  I
oozed even more pre-cum and that was clearly Bobby's purpose.  He pushed
and rubbed a second finger into my ass while Sebastian was munching on that
tender flesh between balls and ass.  Bobby's moaning sent vibrations
through my whole body and my toes were curling in an almost painful spasm.

When Sebastian's tongue reached Bobby's rosebud, things got really wild.
Our actions became stronger and with more energy.  Sebastian could feel
Bobby's reactions and soon spooned him with his cock in Bobby's crack that
was over lubricated with Sebastian's spit.  I could see Sebastian was about
to enter Bobby.  I came down and pressed my back to Bobby's chest.  Of
course, in this position, my rosebud was directly in Bobby's crotch and he
understood the idea.  With his manhood he covered my ass with his pre-cum.
When Sebastian pushed his cock-head into his ass, Bobby was inevitably
pushed forward and entered me easily.  Sebastian and I were lying there,
perfectly still.  It was Bobby's hip's movement that gave us pleasure to
all three of us.  His hours at the gym paid off!  He had an agility in his
hips that was not common at all.  He knew exactly when to push inside of me
and when to withdraw so that neither his cock, nor Sebastian's, would slip
out of the hole they were in.

With his pumping, Bobby was bringing us all to the verge of a tremendous
climax.  I could feel my own juices preparing themselves to spurt out.  I
heard Sebastian's breathing getting very heavy what always was indicating
he was about to come as well.  I could feel Sebastian had his arms wrapped
around Bobby's chest and Bobby did the same to me.  I grabbed his hands and
squeezed them to the rhythm od his pumping.  But Bobby had another idea as
one of his hands travelled downwards and grabbed my cock.  His hand on my
manhood was electrifying and I ejaculated as soon as he started to stroke
me.  That provoked a contraction of my ass muscles and that sent Bobby to
an orgasmic height.  I felt the throbbing of his cock in my ass as he
unloaded his juice.  It automatically made his ass- muscles spasm as well
and sending Sebastian over the edge, filling Bobby's ass with his semen.
Bobby didn't stop moving till he was completely spent.

We stayed like that for several minutes, coming back from our orgasmic
height, catching our breath and let our heartbeats come down to normal.  No
one talked as we were trying to assimilate what had happened.  It was only
about a few minutes later that Bobby said, almost laughing:

- Guys, I have to get up.  I have to empty my bladder if we don't want to
have a huge mess in the bed!

We disentangled and Bobby almost crept over me to get out of the bed and
into the bathroom.  While he was gone, I turned towards my lover.

- Are you all right with what happened?  I asked.

- Yes, as long as you are as well, he answered.

We turned towards each other and our lips met.  We kissed passionately and
I knew everything was ok with Sebastian.  I was ok as well.  The lovemaking
with Bobby in our bed had been wuite satisfactory.  I didn't regret what we
had done for an instant.

When after about five minutes Bobby was not back in bed, we wondered what
happened.  We soon got the answer as the smell of fresh coffee hit our
nostrils.


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