Date: Wed, 14 Apr 1999 19:22:10 PDT
From: Jon <stonewolf_@excite.com>
Subject: Nick and Jonathan Part 5

Thanks again to all who are writing and telling me that they like the
story-("Nick" likes it too)
I debated for a while about continuing this series, but everyone said they
want more  so here ya go.

Nicky.. as always.. Love ya.

Nick and Jonathan
Chapter 15

Taking a deep breath, Nick entered the jet, feeling like a man about to see
his life for the first time. His mind still whirling trying to accept all of
the changes and information thrust upon him in the last 10 minutes made him
almost slightly dizzy.  He glanced around the huge 747-700 not knowing where
to go.

"Come on babe" said Jonathan, taking Nick by the hand,  "I'll give ya the
tour".

They started towards the front entering through a door made of deep dark
wood.  They entered a lounge type area with a bar, chairs and tables. A
large screen TV sat in one corner.  It reminded Nick of a smaller version of
the Gulfstream Jet.

"Wow" said Nick.

"Yeah, not too shabby" said Jonathan. Walking behind the bar he pulled a
small split of champagne from the fridge. Popping the cork softly he poured
out two glasses, handing one to Nick.

"Here you go babe. You look like you could use this" he said.

"Thanks man.. I think I could" Nick said
Taking Nicks' hand he led him across the cabin thru another door leading off
into a bedroom. Here again a King size bed done this time in blue and gold
was in the area. A small couch and a couple of chairs were in the room as
well. A large chest of drawers was in one corner.  They walked thru another
door back into the corridor leading towards the rest of the plane.  Modeled
after the suite in St. Thomas, the cabin space was broken up into a living
room area, with a wall separating it from a dining room. Artwork hung on the
walls, tables and chairs were tastefully scattered about the area, Indirect
lighting came from the ceiling casting a soft glow.   Going down a hallway,
Jon opened a set of doors to show him the "office". Here a large walnut desk
was in the rear of the office, a computer on top of it. In back was a
credenza with a set of twin laptops.   Next to the desk was a large wooden
rack with several printers on it.  There was room for a small bar,
conference table, couch,end tables, lamps  and three chairs in the office.
Connecting to the office thru yet another door was a modest conference room.
Nick counted seating for 12.  Going out the front door of the conference
room they were back in the main corridor.  In the rear of the plane down the
hallway, the rest of the plane was given over to seating space for about 50
all in plush leather chairs.

Going to the upper cabin Nick was amazed to see more of the same, including
a small chandelier hanging from the top of the cabin. It was like a whole
house had been mashed between a set of wings.  Jonathan continued back
downstairs and then to the lower level of the plane that would normally be
cargo. This area had been remodeled as well. The first third of the front
area was a well equipped galley. Anthony, dressed in an apron, was busy
making breakfast.

"Hey Guys," said Anthony "What do you feel like? Anything special?"

Jonathan looked at Nick who was still looking bewildered.

"How about a large garbage omelet?" said Jonathan.

"Garbage?!?!" smirked Anthony. He waved a large carving knife in their
general direction. "Out of my galley.  That's a western omelet to you.
Topside 15 mins."

Beating a hasty retreat laughing all the way, Jonathan led Nick further back
into the plane where an area had been designed in to a work out area, with
treadmills, stationary bikes and a universal station. A TV hung from the one
wall .

"How can you have something that heavy on the plane?" asked Nick, walking
over to the weights.

"The total weight on it is about only about 2 and a half tons. The plane is
designed to carry 400 people and luggage .  That's about 50 tons .  Piece of
cake."

Going on into the tail section of the plane , Jon flipped a switch on the
wall. Lights and sounds suddenly exploded from the room. There were 12
different video games all warming up.

"Something to do to keep me from getting bored. But now that you are
here..." said Jonathan

"Horny bastard" said Nick

"Yup, that's me" said Jonathan, pulling Nick to him and giving him a deep
kiss. Nick's mouth opened  to receive Jonathan's tongue as his arms wrapped
themselves around Jon's body.  His cock started to swell in his shorts and
he pushed it against Jonathan's  body, feeling a large lump growing there.

Breaking the kiss, Jonathan fondled Nicks swelling cock.

"We'll have to take care of that after breakfast babe." he started. "No time
for that now."

Nick just moaned as Jonathan ran his fingers over the hard shaft thru the
fabric.

"You call me a horndog" Jonathan said happily as he kissed Nick again. "Come
on , lets go back upstairs."

"Oh man, that is not funny" said Nick trying to rearrange himself in his
shorts.

Jonathan wrapped his arm around Nick's waist and kissed him again as they
walked back towards the stairs. "Don't worry babe it won't take long".

Chapter sixteen
The enormity of the whole thing finally began to sink into Nick.

"You live on this thing?" asked Nick.

"Yeah for the most part" Jonathan replied. "I mean I've got a house in South
Carolina, but I'm more comfortable here."

While they were wandering about the plane, one of the flight staff came up
to them and handed Jonathan a portable phone. Nick was surprised to note the
young  man was dressed in jeans sneakers and a t-shirt.

"Hi Boss" said Capt. Hendrickson over the phone. "We have clearance anytime
you want to take off. We'll have a head wind, so flight time to Denver is
about 6 hours".

"Ok,": said Jonathan. "Rock and Roll".

"10-4.:" the captain replied. "Oh yeah Jon.. From all of us on the flight
deck... Congrats.. I think you two look great together".

"Thanks Don". said Jonathan, blushing slightly.

Handing the phone  back to the man, Jonathan introduced Nick to the man.

"Nick, this is Brandon. He is in charge of the "house crew" as I call them".
said Jonathan

"Hey man" said Brandon. "Welcome aboard. We'll do everything to make you as
comfortable as possible. Just let me or any of my staff know and we'll get
it done for you"

"Ok uhmm thanks dude" said Nick hesitantly.

Over the PA system came the voice of Anthony in a most proper British tone

"Get your bloody asses up to the topside lounge. Breakfast is ready and I
don't want it to get cold"

"Oh boy" said Jonathan a laugh escaping his lips, " lets go. He is in one of
his moods."

Laughing and running up the stairs, the two found the table laid out for
two, a carafe of Orange Juice, Pineapple Juice,  and  a covered set of
silver trays.

"About time" groused Anthony, but unable to keep the frown on his face.

"Sorry, was taking the tour around" said Nick a little shyly..

"Not to worry Nicholas, you will find that my humor is a bit on the strange
side." said Anthony. "I am here along with my wife Karen for anything you
need. We will help you get settled in to this flying crate soon enough. We
can tell you some stories about Jonathan there to keep you in stitches"

"YO!" said Jonathan turning a brilliant shade of red "Breakfast please?!"

Laughing, Anthony pulled the covers off revealing a very large western
omelet to which he carved into two pieces, placing then on china plates. To
this he surrounded the omelets with home fries, and fresh fruit. He placed a
plate before each of them.

"It will take me a little while to know what you like and don't" said
Anthony talking to Nick. "If there is anything you don't like or want
something special, just let me know."

"Oh man, this looks great! Thanks" said Nick happily.

"Your welcome." said Anthony, disappearing out the door.

As the two began eating, the roar of the engines increased as Renaissance
rolled down the runway,  gathering speed and launching itself into the sky.
Looking out the windows the  shimmering sunlight reflected off of the
crystal blue waters of the ocean.

"My God that is pretty " said Nick.

"Yup yup" said Jonathan. "Nothing like it."

"So where we headed?" asked Nick

"Well, that's kinda up to you." Said Jonathan with a serious look on his
face.  "We are headed in the general direction of Denver. I figure there is
something you have to do, I mean I can't just kidnap ya can I? Your parents
at least need to know what's going on, or some of it."

"Yeah you're right." said Nick with a sigh. Putting down his fork he stood
up and walked over to the window and sat in a chair, looking out. " I need
to tell them a lot I think. I'm tired of it all man. I'm gonna tell them
everything."

Turning in his chair he faced Nick, who continued to look at the island
getting smaller in the distance.

"Everything babe?" he said quietly. "You sure?"

"Yeah I think so Jon" Nick replied. Turning he looked at the person who had
finally shown him what love was.

"Fuck it. I know so. I don't care any more."

A discreet knock at the door was followed by Brandon entering with another
phone, this time a satellite phone.

"Sorry to interrupt, but you got a freaked out security dude on the line"
said Brandon.

"Oh Damn" said Jonathan. " I forgot to tell him what's going on"

Nick looked at Jonathan with curiosity in his eyes. As Jonathan talked on
the phone Brandon came over and spoke with Nick.

"So, how do you like the place?" he asked.

"It is incredible" said Nick. "I never imagined something like this could
exist"

"Well, I know what you mean" said Brandon with a smile. "It is kind of a
dream come true for me too. I mean I am in charge of the staff on the plane
with the exception of the flight crew and  Anthony and Karen. It is sort of
like being  the General Manager of a flying hotel. More then I could ever
ask for."

"Really?" said Nick puzzled. "How many people are on the plane?"

"It varies" said Brandon. "Sorta depends on what mood the Boss is in. It
ranges between 5 and 20. All a matter if he is giving a party or flying to
someplace half way around the world or to Vegas cuz he is bored. I oversee
the business staff to the catering staff and two housekeepers."

"Oh my God" said Nick softly.

"Hey man, it's kewl." said Brandon, putting a hand on Nicks shoulder. "We
are all really excited for Jonathan, and you too. He has talked a lot about
you the last month. We all knew that something was gonna happen between you
two. I'm really glad it working out. He needs someone. Been a long time for
him since he has been really happy."

"How long have you been with him?" asked Nick.

"A little over two years." said Brandon. "He hired me right out of Johnson
and Wales. Paid me to go back and get a masters degree. Never told me what I
was going to be doing. Only told me that I get my degree, that I would be
doing something that I would love so much I would never want to leave and
that I would be paid well for it. He wasn't kidding".

"Uhm.. everyone seems so kewl about him . I mean us being gay and all" said
Nick.

"Hey its no big deal, each of us are very open minded. I've got a
girlfriend, but I've messed with dudes.. no big deal" said Brandon.

About this time Jonathan finished up on the phone, tossing it over to
Brandon.

"Thanks dude." he said. "Let me know when we are about an hour out OK?"

"Yup, no problem boss. " Brandon said. "You gonna do any kind of business or
anything I need to know about when we land?"

"Nope, probably be back in the air later on tonight. Depends" said
Jonathan.

"Okies. Yell if you need anything. Later guys". he said, closing the door.

"Brandon seems like a kewl guy" Nick said.

"Yeah, but don't let the looks fool ya." said Jonathan. "Brandy-that's his
nickname- may look like a surfer dude, but he is actually 26 with a masters
degree in hotel management. He keeps this place running like clockwork".

"He's 26?" said Nick. "He looks my age".

"Yeah well, I got good taste" said Jonathan.  This earned him a gouge of an
elbow in the ribs from his lover.

"No fucking the hired help" said Nick with a smile.

"Nope nope," said Jonathan. "Never play at home. Besides I got you now. That
is if you are gonna stay".

"I want to man" said Nick. "More then you know. There is nothing for me at
home. Besides its gonna get ugly before tonight is over. I'm gonna need a
place... "

Turning towards Jonathan fingering the necklace around his neck he asked
softly "Did you mean it about staying with you? I mean I don't give a damn
about what or who you are. I love you. I need you man. I really can't
imagine being anywhere else".

Jonathan walked over and pulled Nick from the chair. He softly kissed his
forehead and put his against Nicks'

"You are here for as long or as short as you want babe" Jonathan said
quietly. "You are now a part of my life, I have no secrets from you. Ask
what you want, tell me what you want or need. The world is ours. I have more
money then I could ever spend. I want to spend my life with you".

Nick lifted his head to kiss Jonathan, crying softly. As the tears fell,
Jonathan too began to feel the tears of love leave his eyes. Silently the
two held onto each other, needing each other wanting to become as one.
Finally the two broke apart smiling.

"I guess that is settled then" said Jonathan.

"Yeah" said Nick with a smile. "So, how much are ya worth??"  A smile
crossed his face breaking out into a laugh.

Laughing along and pulling him towards the stairs and the center deck of the
plane  Jonathan looked at Nick. "I haven't a fucking clue you want to know
the truth. Can find out tho."

They went down stairs and into the office.  Firing up one of the computers,
he punched in a couple of commands.

"Damn, I seem to have lost money over the weekend" he said with a frown on
his face.

Nick came over and looked over his shoulder as he ran his fingers thru
Jonathan's hair'

"Is that a problem? I mean this trip much have cost a small fortune and all
and .... HOLY SHIT!" he cried seeing the figure on the bottom of the screen.
"You are worth WHAT?!?!?!"

"Never mind man.. I don't keep track" said Jonathan, pulling Nick down and
on to his lap. "I got accountants for that."

"Yeah but dude! "said Nick with a look of shock on his face. "I mean I
counted 9 zeros behind that number."

He was further silenced by Jonathan's lips on his own.

"That's about right. Now shut up babe." said Jonathan. He reached down and
while kissing Nick, unzipped his shorts reaching in and pulling out Nicks
rapidly swelling cock. He continued to stroke it to hardness. Nick could
only moan into Jonathan's mouth as the sensations built. Precum leaked out
making his cock slippery.  Jonathan stood up  pushing Nick down into the
chair. Straddling Nick, he pulled down his own pants and boxers. Positioning
himself he lowered his ass down onto Nick, feeling his cock enter him

"Oh God that feels good' moaned Jonathan. "Now fuck  me babe".

Nick started bucking his hips upwards into Jonathan. He was lost in the
sensations that followed. Still new to the sensations he could feel his
climax building all too fast,. Unable to control himself he groaned as he
shot off his hot seed into Jonathan's ass. Like wise as the first shots of
hot cum entered him, Jonathan stroked off his cock, exploding his load all
over Nicks shirt and chest.

"Oh man that was good, but what a fucking mess" said Nick, laughing.

"Yeah, I kinda got carried away", said Jonathan, kissing Nick. "Come on,
lets go up front you can clean up."

Nick pulled his shirt off. "I'm not goin up there looking like that" he
said.

Walking out of the office, the two went forward into the front bedroom.
Jonathan opened the
closet and pulled out a new shirt for Nick.

"Here ya go," said Jonathan, handing him a flannel shirt. "uhmm better get
some pants on too. Denver isn't shorts weather at the moment."

"Good idea." said Nick. "Fuck. my jeans are still in St. Thomas."

"Oops." said Jonathan. "Here" He pulled a pair of jeans from the closet.
"The shower is thru that door if you want one."

"Sounds good" said Nick. "Hey this stuff is all A&F. way kewl.!"

Nick wandered off into the bathroom to clean up as Jonathan returned back
towards the office. "I'll be in the office when you are done babe"


more to follow..................

"Greetings from the flight deck" started Capt. Hendrickson over the
intercom. . "We seem to have a small problem. Seems that its not everyday a
747 drops down and needs to go to general aviation. Can't imagine why.  They
aren't quite sure what to do with us. It's going to be a  couple of minutes
before they decide."

"Figures" said Jonathan looking up from watching the movie he and Nick were
watching.  "Knew I should have gotten something smaller".

Nick looked and Jonathan and could only smile.

"What?" asked Jonathan.

"Nothing man," said Nick, "Just wondering how I got so lucky to be with
you"

"Because I love you, that's why" said Jonathan, kissing him.

As the plane started its decent into Denver, Brandon, came into the lounge
area.

"Ok, 12 minutes to landing" he said. "I got the car waiting and Danny and
company are waiting with it.'

"Thanks Brandy" said Jonathan.

"How long we going to be here?" said Brandy.

"Few hours" said Jonathan getting up and moving towards the bedroom to
change. "Restock what we need".

As the plane touched down, Jonathan came back into the lounge dressed in
Jeans, thick sweater, ski jacket and hiking boots.

"Ya know, shorts are much more comfortable". he said.

Nick laughed at him as the plane continued rolling.
"You ready for this man?" he asked.

"Its not my call babe" said Jonathan. "I'll do what ever you want me to.
This is between you and your family. I'll be there for you tho".

Soon the plane came to a stop and the front door was opened.  Walking
towards the door, Brandy handed Jonathan a cell phone.

"All set boss.  Good luck.  You too Nick." He said.

"Thanks. I'm going to need it." said Nick.