Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2001 22:16:59 -0400 From: Jon Bennett <stonewolf@angelfire.com> Subject: A Newlife Part three A Newlife Part Three OK Peeps.... Email me with ideas of where you want this story line to head.. I'm at a junction.... Stonewolf@angelfire.com www.stormloader.com/articwolf Jonathan rolled over and looked at the clock next to the bed. The onboard computers, once programmed by the flight deck automatically updated all the clocks on board Renaissance to the time zone to which they were headed. It read 5:12pm. Jonathan knew that they due to touch down in a little less then two hours. Rolling over he noted Nick sleeping on his stomach. Jonathan trailed his hand down the firm muscular back until he reached the solid ass cheeks. Working a finger between the two, he started circular motions around Nick's hole until he started pushing into it. This got a response. "My, my, your dick must be shrinking with age" he said. "Oh yeah?" asked Jonathan. He rolled on top of Nick with his already hard cock leading the way. He rubbed his leaking cockhead over the already loosened hole and pushed in. "Does that feel like it is shrinking?" he asked as he began motions of in an out. Nick just grunted and started to push his ass back in rhythm to Jonathan's thrusts. Grunts, groans and muttering filled the cabin. For a long time, Jonathan pushed and grunted, alternating between biting and kissing Nick's neck. In perfect rhythm, Nick would push upwards. With a sudden growl and thrust Jonathan buried his cock deeply into Nick's ass and began to shoot his load. This triggered Nick who buried his load into the sheets. As Jonathan came off his orgasm he slipped from Nick's ass to lie next to him. "Nice" he said breathing heavily "Just nice?" asked Nick rolling over playing with Jonathan's soft and sticky cock. "Very nice?" asked Jonathan, kissing him. "Much better" said Nick when they broke the kiss. "Now where are we?" "I would think somewhere over France" said Jonathan. He reached across Nick to pick up the phone and punch the button for the flight deck. "Flight Deck" said the co-pilot. "Hey it's Jon" he said. "Where abouts are we?" "We are just clearing Swiss air space" came the reply. "We should be on the ground in Vienna in just over an hour" "OK thanks" said Jonathan. "We have another hour before landing." Said Jonathan. "Shower or fuck?" "Fuck without a doubt" said Nick reaching lower for Jonathan's hairy hole. "The sheets are already a mess" Chapter TWO: "We are on final approach" said the voice of Captain Hendrickson though the intercom. "We are on 4 minute warning. Find a place to settle down" "That seemed like a fast flight" said Nick. "Well" said Jonathan sitting next to him on the couch in the forward lounge. "We did sleep a bit and did find someway to pass the time" "Tis true" said Nick. "I just had a funny thought" "What's that" said Jonathan, as he heard the landing gear come down. "We are going to be able to set the longest record in Guiness Book of Records for number of times having sex being immortal and all. Too bad we won't be able to tell anyone" "Yeah that's right" said Jonathan, pulling Nick over on him. "But at least it will be fun setting the record even if we can't tell anyone." Jonathan reached over and hit the general intercom button "Brandon you still here or did we lose you over the Alps?" There was about a 30 second pause before he came on the phone. "Very funny. What's up?" "You going to take care of the customs and stuff?" asked Jonathan. "Of course" said Brandon. "I have already been on the radio with the customs officials. They will meet the plane on the tarmac at General Aviation. Shouldn't be a problem. Might be kind of funny." "How so?" asked Jonathan. "They asked what kind of plane to look for and I told them a 747." Said Brandon. "I don't think they exactly believed me" "Didn't you do that to the poor people in Bermuda?" asked Jonathan. This got a strange look from Nick. Jonathan just shook his head. "Yeah but I look at it like a fringe benny to the job" said Brandon. "OK' said Jonathan. "What about hotel rooms" "I was able to secure the presidential suite at the Palace for you and Nick." Said Brandon. "I got two other rooms for security, although not on the same floor. Danny said he would make do, and post people on your balcony and front of the suite doors" "What about you and Mark?" asked Jonathan. "We're just gonna stay on board" he replied. A strange look crossed Jonathan's face. "OK sounds like a plan. Let me know when we are cleared and send Danny up front' "Will do boss" said Brandon. "We are scheduled for a noon departure for London tomorrow." "Thanks" said Jonathan. "We should be on the ground in about an hour and have the Presidential Suite at the Palace" he told Nick. "I've always wanted to play in the palace" said Nick with a straight face. "You should be tossed out of the plane for that one" said Jonathan. "Yeah but it would be hard to explain when I don't make a splat" said Nick with a smile on his face. The landing was smooth and uneventful. The 747 taxied over to general aviation and shut its engines down. "Brandon" said Captain Hendrickson over the intercom. "There are 3 very curious customs agents waiting for you at the foot of the jetstairs. I told the ground crew to set up for the front entrance way. Danny will meet you by the door." Brandon picked up the phone in his office. "OK thanks Don, I'm on my way" Brandon looked over at Mark who had gathered all the passports. "Ready to rock?" "Yeah I've never done this before." said Mark. "What?" said Brandon pulling on a winter coat. "Customs work?" "Yeah, you handled all of it when we were in Germany and the uhm.. police problem" said Mark. "Yeah well learn fast bub" said Brandon as they walked out towards the front. "As I recall Nick has to be in Zermatt in two weeks for the hotel and Jonathan has his business convention in San Diego, so you will be going with Nick to Switzerland on your own" "OK" said Mark. The two walked to the front of the plane and walked down the steps. There at the bottom of the steps were three customs agents. "Good Evening gentleman and Merry Christmas" said the senior agent. "Thank you, Good Evening to you" said Brandon "Merry Christmas" said Mark. "When we got the message to meet a 747 in general aviation for a customs inspection per the owners description and I thought that someone was making fun with us. I guess not" he said. "Jonathan prefers some room when he flies" said Brandon. "My assistant has all of the passports and documents for the security team. What else can I help you with?" "We do need to do just a quick inspection of the plane for contraband." Said the senior agent. "I trust that this won't be an inconvenience" "Not at all" said Brandon, nodding at Mark. "Mark can handle the passports if you and anyone else you require would like to follow me" "Thank you sir" said the agent. "You understand with a plane of this size being owned by a private individual and not a corporation, we need to at least make a cursory inspection" "Not a problem." said Brandon leading the way up the jetstairs. As they entered the jet the first people they encountered were Danny and Jeff. The sight of two visibly well armed men did not sit well with the agents. "I trust you gentleman are aware of the tight restrictions concerning firearms in our country" said the agent. "Yes sir" said Danny, handing his private credentials over. "I believe that you will find that your other agents are checking the necessary paperwork outside. This will further confirm our status" The agent looked at the Security Credentials. He recognized the name of the company. "Of course sir. Thank you" The rest of the inspection took less then a half hour; much to the annoyment of Danny who disliked anyone he didn't know or have cleared onboard. "Relax Danny" said Jonathan. "It's not a problem. We have plenty of time to get to the hotel then to the cathedral." "I know" said Danny, actually relaxing for a change with a glass of wine instead of his usual coffee. "It's starting to snow" "Perfect" said Jonathan. He looked over his shoulder to see Nick heading down to the galley. "I have never seen anyone eat like he does. He ate like that before he was changed too" "Yeah" said Danny. "I wish I could eat like that" "I saw your account for last month" said Jonathan with a smile. "You don't do too badly" "It is the holidays" said Danny. "Uh huh" said Jonathan,. He enjoyed playing with Danny when he could. Jonathan never said a word about any of the receipts that he staff presented. Seven billion dollars went a long way. "Are we all set on the other thing?" "Yeah we are" said Danny. "I checked and it's all on time" "Good" said Jonathan. "What's good?" asked Nick as he came back with a slice of Pizza in his hand. "The fact that you don't have to worry about your cholesterol the way you eat" said Jonathan. Brandon and Mark came into the forward cabin at that point. "We're good to go" said Mark. "the Hummers have been pulled around front and the drivers from the Vienna office of security are waiting. The van with the stewards has gone ahead to the Palace" "Sounds like we are ready then" said Jonathan. He stood and accepted the down jacket from the steward and with Nick, went down the stairs, much to the curious glances of the Swissair maintenance staff and got into one of the Hummers. It was about a 20 minute drive to the hotel. The Concierge met them at the door and turned keys over to Brandon. He offered to show them personally to the suite, but was politely refused by Danny. In short order Nick and Jonathan were in the suite. "We have about 2 hours before we need to leave for the cathedral." Said Jonathan. "Do you want to see the town?" "I'm thinking a nice drink down stairs and relaxing would be good" said Nick. "My body doesn't even know what day it is" "OK" said Jonathan. The two went downstairs with just Danny and Jeff accompanying them for a change. It was a relaxing hour and a half just talking and relaxing. The hotel was even more festively decorated then the hotel in Boston. Finally they decided that it was time to go upstairs and dress. While changing, Jonathan kept looking at his watch. "We running late?" asked Nick. "Nope, right on time" said Jonathan. The two were dressed in Corduroy pants and heavy sweaters. The night temperature had dropped to about 20 degrees. "The cathedral is not heated you know and we'll be outside for a bit" "Doing what?" asked Nick. "It is a procession" said Jonathan, grabbing his jacket and tossing Nick's at him. "You'll see" CHAPTER Three: As Nick and Jonathan approached the town square of Old Town Vienna, they could see a crowd before a several small fires. "What are they doing?" asked Nick. "It is the Christmas procession" said Jonathan getting in line. "Each person carries a lit candle from the square to the cathedral in celebration of Christmas while the bells toll in the church" "Very cool" said Nick, getting his candle. The two got theirs lit by one of the fire and began to walk in the procession. The snows were gently falling, the choir could be heard singing in the front of the cathedral as the bells pealed out over them. It was a sparkling night of magic. "Hey babe" said Jonathan. "Look over there. Merry Christmas" Nick looked over with a puzzled look on his face where Jonathan was pointing. He almost dropped his candle. Standing in a small circle just outside the cathedral were all of his friends from college in Denver. Paul was standing in front of them all. He walked over to Nick. "Merry Christmas Bud" said Paul, wrapping his arms around him. It was a signal that all of his friends came over and the back slapping and merriment increased. "How did you guys get here?" Nick asked in amazement. "Ask him" said Paul, pointing at Jonathan, who was standing over to the side, with Danny and Jeff next to him. "He got a hold of me last week and got me to get all of them together. They were flown out from Denver yesterday and put onboard Renaissance right before you came on board. You rarely if ever go back in the back past the conference room. We all flew in the back and you never knew we were there" "OH man" said Nick, his eyes misty as seeing all of his friends in this special winter wonderland at Christmas. He turned and walked over to hug Jonathan. "You just made this such a special night for me man. How can I say thank you enough?" "You just did babe" said Jonathan returning the hug. "Let's go in. We'll be here for a few days and so will your friends. You can go skiing or whatever. Merry Christmas" "I love you man" said Nick. "I know" said Jonathan taking his hand. Then surrounded by Nick's friends they walked in for the midnight service.