Date: Tue, 03 Oct 2000 19:06:10 GMT
From: Luke
Subject: Joshua: The wedding-2

Disclaimer,
	Hi all, don't read if you are against gays! Lol n e whoo I'd like 2
dedicate this part to all my friends especially Rich who proof read it and
I'd like to say happy birthday to Kris *mwah* and also to some 1 who
will remain nameless, to know me is to love me but to love me is to hate
me, I hope you are well. N e way thanx 4 reading


Joshua: The wedding-2


I groaned out loud as Tom ran his hand up the inside of my smooth thigh.
My whole body shivered with the thrill of having sex in the toilet on the
plane going to England. I'd only been on the flight for 3 hours and I
needed sex badly...does that make me a perve? Nah!

We were both squeezed into a toilet which you could barely fit one person
in, never mind two who where trying to have sex! I sat on the toilet with
my legs high in the air resting against the upper part of the small
door. My arm lodged firmly into the sink, the handle of the toilet poking
me in the back. I had this horrible vision that I would accidentally press
the handle and have my ball sac sucked out high above the Atlantic Ocean, I
cringed at the thought. My underwear and jeans where hung up on the hook
made for coats. I wished I hadn't suggested having sex to Tom, I seriously
regretted it now. Even though the sex was good the place was just so wrong,
I made a vow to myself while trying to get my pants off that I would only
ever have sex in a bed from now on...well maybe in the cinema too, or even
the zoo. God I'm a horny slut.

Tom stood with his pants around his ankles between my legs with his perfect
butt pressed firmly against the toilet door, trying to angle his dick
towards my quivering puckered hole.  He looked up at me with a big goofy
grin as he pushed the head of his swollen, oiled cock against my hole. I
pushed down slightly and allowed his full penis to enter me; I revelled in
the feeling of my lover filling me with his manliness. He pushed himself in
to the hilt, his coarse patch of pubic hair tickling the space between my
ball sac and anus. I loved that feeling! He pulled himself out, the door
behind him moved a little, than he pushed himself back in, his face looked
like he was in heaven, his brow was creased with three lines and his lips
where trembling, his face was covered in a fine layer of sweat, he looked
like the pleasure was just to much to bare. His trembling hand found it's
way to my penis and griped it hard. I loved the feeling of his soft warm
fleshy palm against my hot throbbing dick. He started jacking me off while
he pummelled my ass. All the time the door to the toilet slightly banged as
Toms ass hit it.

We both tried hard to hold in our moans but the occasional few escaped our
lips.  Tom's penis was pushing against my prostate, again and again. The
feeling was just getting too much for me to bear. I was lost in the dream
like state that Tom had put me in when there was a sharp knock at the
toilet door and I came plummeting back down to earth. Tom's eyes flashed
with panic as he stopped in mid push, in that fleeting moment all the
passion had gone.

"Excuse me? Sir? Are you ok in there?" it was one of the female flight
attendants. I coughed a little to clear my throat.  "Err...yes, why do
you...umm...ask?" I just hoped there wasn't a way she could open the door,
I could just imaging her opening it and seeing Tom's bare butt stuck there
with my legs up around his waist in the most uncomfortable sexual position
ever. I could see the headlines now 'acrobatic boys join the mile high
club'. I'd be so ashamed.

"Well you don't sound to well and plus you have pressed the call attendant
button" I lifted my hand up to find I had accidentally pressed the button
for help. Why do you need one of those in the toilet anyway? What they
going to do help you wipe your ass?

"Oh I do feel a little sick now you mention it but I'll be ok, and sorry
for pressing the button it was an accident" I wasn't lying either, this
close encounter had left me feeling shaky and sick, Tom on the other hand
seemed to be loving the thrill, he had started thrusting in me again, and
looked like he was very close to orgasm. Now, I know Tom he tends to moan
loud when he cum's, I had to get rid of this woman quick!

"Are you sure? Is there anything you need?" damn this woman she's too
helpful, and Tom was getting real close, you could tell, his face had
screwed up into a look of pure sexual bliss.

"Yes I'll be fine..."

"...OHHHHMAN..." Tom moaned loud.

"...I feel sick" I quickly added onto the end of Tom's moan. Tom had filled
me with his hot teenage juice, I could feel it slowly making it's way
around my gut. I secretly cursed him. But thanks to my quick thinking the
flight attendant thought it was me that was moaning...hopefully.

"Are you sure you're ok sir? You sound terrible" thank you lord.

"Yes! I'm fine, thank you"

"Ok than if you need me just press the button" she hovered outside the door
for a while before finally leaving. Tom bent forward and kissed me lightly
on the lips, he was all shaky and covered in a film of sweat.

I smacked him on the side of the head.

"OW! What was that for?" he rubbed the side of his head.

"We could have been caught and that turned you on more...you sicko!"  he
gave me a wicked smile.

"Want me to finish you off?" he pointed down to my hard penis begging for
attention.

"No" I gave him a cold look, even though I so wanted it badly I was too
afraid of being caught now. We quickly got dressed and snuck back to our
seats, thankfully I chose a toilet which was out of the way so no one
noticed...well except for Alex and of course my mom and auntie...they where
all giving us disapproving looks, well except for Alex who was trying hard
not to look at us for fear of bursting out in laughter. I leaned in very
close to Alex and gently whispered into his ear.

"Cocks!" A bird outside the plane almost had a heart attack from the sound
of Alex exploding with laughter. About 18 hours later Alex finally stopped
laughing and we had also arrived in London, we located and found our
bags...well all except me of course. Naturally the only bag with
lubrication in it disappeared. I guess we will just have to use spit like
in the toilet on the plane, although I don't like that as much it dries too
quickly. I can't believe it, no one else's bags went missing just mine my
favourite clothes where in there. Good job I didn't put my money in there
with it. We were finally allowed to leave when we discovered my bag had
gone on a trip to Paris, although they did say when it got back to the
airport they would send it on to the hotel. We walked out of the hotel to
be greeted by a man with a sign that bore our last name, behind him was a
stretched white limousine.

"I think your waiting for us" my mom said, the driver looked from my sleep
deprived mom (she hates aeroplanes) to my auntie who had an orchid in her
hair, to a very pissed off me, to a red haired Tom and to a snickering
Alex, it was obvious he regretted being here.

"Ok, if you would like to get in I'll take you to your hotel, I have been
told to tell you that the rooms have been pre-booked for you and that at 3
o'clock there is a reception that Mr McThomas would like you to attend.
And in case you where wondering the time is now 10.am so you have 5 hours
to rest or take in the sights of London." He would have sounded friendly if
it wasn't for his snooty attitude. We got in the limo and after a short
ride we arrived at our hotel.

"The Ritz". The words escaped a bewildered Alex's lips, he was in awe.
Plus this was his first time out of America so it was extra special. But
than again I've known Alex now for a few years and well practically
everything makes him gape in awe; seeing me and Tom having sex, seeing my
auntie do spells, seeing me and Tom have sex (yeah I know I've said that
twice but he's found us at it so many times now) he's like so innocent and
like that's surprising for a ex-player. As soon as the limo stopped some
smartly dressed porters ran to collect our bags, not that I have
one...grrr. We finally made it up to our rooms, I shared one with Tom and
Alex (which pissed Tom off he wanted me all to his self) and my auntie and
mom shared another. I sat on my bed watching my lover unpacking his
suitcase. He'd pick up some clothes than walk over to the dresser and he'd
bend over to put them in a draw, I loved it when he did this, his ass
looked so good outlined in his jeans, I really did like his new hair
colour, red suited his mischievous smile so much.

"Oh my god!" Alex screamed, my heart jumped out of my chest, Tom dropped
the clothes he was putting away and looked at me, we ran into the bathroom
to see what was wrong. Alex was hovering over the sink.

"Alex are you ok?" he turned around in his hands were loads of little
bottles, for a split second I feared he'd found the mini bar.

"It's true, you do get free stuff...cool" he tossed Tom one of the bottles.

"You mean you screamed because of free shampoo? YOU ASS! I thought you'd
hurt yourself!" Alex gave me a little sad smile.

"Hey cucumber face mask...awesome, what else they got over there?" I looked
to see Tom reading the bottle in his hand; he quickly moved over to where
Alex was.

"You know...there's something wrong with you two" I leaned against the
doorframe watching the two old women rummage through the free stuff.

"But Josh it's free! And good for the skin" Tom protested.

"Gawd, next you will probably be masturbating over the free chocolates on
your pillow" as soon as I said it I regretted it, they looked up at each
other, the prospect of chocolate was just too strong, they both dived
towards the bedroom knocking me over as they pushed past me. I fell hard on
my ass, which is strange cause usually it's hard in my ass...hehehehe, my
jokes get worse don't they?

I got up and brushed myself off, and watched as they both squabbled over
the last chocolate that was on my pillow, Tom won...naturally.

"Hey! You just ate Josh's chocolate" Alex said in a smug tone trying to get
him in trouble. I just walked over to Tom and kissed him tenderly on the
lips, sticking my tongue inside his mouth to taste the sweet chocolate, I
leaned back and smiled, it was mint chocolate.

"Wow, free bathroom stuff, chocolate and a kiss off the guy I love. This is
the best holiday ever" (What can I say, he's easily pleased) Tom sighed I
jumped on the bed and laid down.

"So Alex, want to come with me and Tom shopping? I need some new clothes
until my suitcase arrives"

"Hey who said I have to go with you?" Tom asked.

"Cause you're my boyfriend, so it's like law or something"

"And what happens if I break the law?" Tom gave me his mischievous grin.

"No sex for a week" I crossed my arms and watched the shock in my lovers
eyes.

"So where do you want to go shopping?" he gave me his biggest 'I love sex
too much to sacrifice it' smile.

"No, you guys go ahead, I'm going to wonder round the hotel see if there
are any cute guests I can shag" It scared me that he said that so casually,
almost like 'I'll go to the toilette'. Half an hour later I was
shopping...boy I love shopping. Walking from shop to shop, reminds me of
what it would be like if I was a caveman, on the hunt for that special
something, my only weapon...my wallet. I see my prey, a cute little black
top (the only one left), I stalk it for a while from the other side of the
shop, I slowly move towards it ducking behind other displays, I sniff the
air, I can smell the sent of the kill, smells like cinnamon, I look around
to see an incense stick burning. My blood starts to boil and my pulse
starts to quicken, in my head I hear the drums of my native
tribe...Hanson. I anticipate the great feeling I have when the prey is
mine, my mouth starts to drool as I get slowly closer. I see competition
for the little black top. I watch as the man eyes it up from the other side
of the room, he casually makes his way toward it. He spots me, he stops, he
eyes me suspiciously looking from me back to the lone black top. Our eyes
meet and we both know what we want, we both practically run for the top,
the drums of Hanson getting louder and faster in my head. I manage to grab
it first, turning around to give a smug growl at my competition. Tom
quickly came running up behind me.

"I'm so sorry, he gets a little crazy when he shops" Tom tried offering a
small apology to the man.

"Americans..." the man walked away shaking his head.

"Josh what is wrong with you? Are you nuts? And you wonder why I don't like
shopping with you" I watched Toms mouth move as he spoke and wondered what
his blood would taste like.

"Ug! Me like pretty thing" Tom looked at me like I was stupid.

"Excuse me?" I shook myself out of the bloodlust I was in.

"I mean...lets buy this shall we?" I gave him my cute smile.

"I'll never understand you y'know"

A few hours later we where back at the hotel and I was showing Alex my new
wardrobe he was impressed, we both pranced around like monkeys looking at
all the pretty things I had bought. There was a sharp knock at the door,
which pulled us out of our trance.

"Boys, it's time for the reception get dressed and come downstairs" my mom
called through the door. The reception. I guess I was looking forward to
this, I mean I get to see my dad again, and of course the 'walking talking
living doll' Bambi...ick! I shivered at the fact that she would be my
mother in law. I stood with Tom and Alex outside the door to the ballroom,
the sound of elegant music came flowing through the cracks like water, I
don't know bout Tom or Alex but I was nervous, this was all my dads family,
I never really got along with them. I rested my hand on the door and could
feel the vibration, I could literally see the people in there dancing and
talking. I took a deep breath and swung open the doors and stepped through,
in that split second it was like time stopped as everyone turned to look at
'the fags' as we walked into the room.

There were almost a hundred people there, dancing, laughing, having fun. A
bunch of old ladies, my grandma and her friends spotted our young flesh to
poke and prod at. I battled my way through the crowd of old biddies with a
few hellos and came out the other side with red cheeks (not just on my
face...hehe but I think that was Tom, well that's what I'll be telling
myself from now on) of where they had squeezed with the odd comment like
'youthful'. I don't understand why they do that, I mean it feels like there
sizing your body up for when they steal it and take it for a joy ride.

I felt a cold shudder pass down my body. I spotted my dad at the other side
of the room he was stood with his back to me, talking to my mother. I
quickly ran up behind him and gave him a big hug.

"What the fuck?" my dad said in surprise, he turned round to see it was me
and gave me a huge bear hug back.

"Hi dad, thanks for letting Tom and Alex come here as well, and
congratulations on your wedding" I smiled, my biggest smile, he chuckled a
little.

"It's ok I'm glad you came, I wanted you to be where when I married the
woman of my dreams". My mom turned around and wondered off to find my
auntie, who was giving readings at the other side of the room, while
fighting off the old ladies as Tom and Alex cowered behind her.

"And there I was thinking Bambi was just another play thing" he chuckled
again, you know my dad seemed different somehow, almost like knowing I was
gay has changed his life, I think he's become nicer, more refined, more
sweet, more...

"Whoa look at the TIT'S on that!" ...Or less just the same.

"Well HI!" I heard a shrill squeal, I knew who it was without turning
around, and I could hear the sound of silicone implants swishing in there
sacks as the one and only Bambi came running up behind me. She grabbed me
by the arm and swung me around, she hugged me and buried my face in her
huge cleavage, and held me there for what seemed like forever. What I saw
before I was blinded by the breast of Satan was pretty much the same as
before, she hadn't changed, she still looked like a Barbie doll, except
with like the biggest breasts I have ever seen! "Well arntcha gunna say hi
to your new momma suga?" I was gasping for air, I used all my strength and
pushed hard against her breast for freedom, I gasped for air when I was
free.

"Just because your marrying my dad doesn't make you my mother" I said as
quietly as I could, but she heard me.

"Aww suga I don't wanna take the place of your momma, think of me as a
sister" yea...sure I'll do that shall I. I'll also rob a bank while I'm at
it! I really didn't remember her having a southern accent before, but it
was now starting to piss me off. The air became thick with tension, but
thankfully the cause (Bambi) ran off to entertain herself.

"I'm so lucky" my dad said as he watched her bound away.

"Lucky? You would be better off with a blow up doll...better conversation"
I know it was bitchy of me but she did just try 2 smother me. My dad looked
at me, you could see he was angry but was trying not to shout, the little
vain on his head was throbbing.

"Josh..." he was about to yell when one of his friends came up and they
started to chat, I took this time to run. I made my way over to the food.
There were my favourites, cheese sandwiches and sausage rolls, I stood
there eating and watching the people around me, people I didn't even
know. I watched as a waiter walked up to Bambi and whispered in her ear,
she followed him out of the door, I decided to be curious and follow too. I
walked out the door and silently followed Bambi as she walked down the hall
to a small room that was for people who had important telephone calls and
needed privacy. I opened the door slightly and listened in.

"Yea Drake, I know this is taking longer than I thought" what happened to
her accent? She just sounded common now. I opened the door a little more,
in the room was a big desk and a chair, Bambi was sat in the chair with her
legs up on the desk, her back was too me. I heard a muffled voice on the
other end of the phone.

"Don't worry it's all sorted the wedding is tomorrow at noon" she hiked up
her skirt and on her outer thigh was a tattoo of a single red rose, a cold
chill, like fingers prodding me ran through my body. I started thinking
maybe she's not as dumb as I thought she was. I heard the muffled voice
again.

"And on the honey moon I'll get him to sign the papers and then...slip a
little of those pills in his drink and we shall be rich, they will never
know I did it, and I wont have to pretend to like that little gay ass
faggot son of his"

OH MY GOD!

End of part 2.

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