After getting checked in, Brian and Justin go and sit down at a bar near their gate. They had arrived in Phoenix early. They had barely had time to catch the plane in Philadelphia. Pulling out his cell phone, Brian speed dials a florist that Vanguard uses. He orders a dozen pink roses for Cynthia with a note stating. “Thanks for the extras. You were right. I couldn’t have picked this up in Hawaii. Smiles Brian,” Justin overhearing says, “That will make her day and she won’t have to worry if I missed the limo and the plane.”

“I have to keep Cynthia happy so she can keep me happy. I really chewed her one and she didn’t deserve it. I am such a beast.”

“Yes, you can be a bear at times, but I love you anyway.”

“Want anything to eat? A beer? Me!”

I am a bit hungry. I will have you in a bun. Cream. No beer.” Grinning mischievously, Justin pulled his chair closer and touched Brian’s middle leg. Brian wide-eyed and grinning like a child, grabbed Justin’s hand and his bags and pulled him toward the restroom across the way. He loved public play. Pushing Justin into a stall, he undid his pants. Justin wanting to taste the cream fell to his knees and grasped Brian’s sweet sausage into his mouth. His hunger increased and his need caused him to suck it hard, his teeth grazing the underside by the vein. He needed the taste. The fire in him made him speed up quickly and his mind went blank, his only thought was getting the prize, tasting the cream. He was in his own world now, no one, not even Brian’s words could get through to him, he had to have him, taste him. His eyes were closed, his mouth wrapped around the cock, his left hand rubbing the balls, and his right hand holding the end of the shaft lightly, to steady it as he stroked it up and down, down and up, over and over and over again. Faster he moved, his lips moving up and down like a perfect fit of a glove, his tongue licking, barely touching the skin. He could swear he was in another place, not earth, an ethereal place, surreal. He saw colors flashing behind his eyes. His needs intensified. He felt he didn’t want it to end; he wanted to stay in this place, this lovely, perfect ecstatic state of mind yet he yearned to taste Brian’s cream. Brian shuddered. He was too close. Justin had stopped him from coming twice, and he loved how Justin felt today. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore. He was going to explode down Justin’s throat. He came with abandon and he trembled, his body going weak, he leaned further against the wall, pulling Justin with him, Justin never leaving the cock. Justin had had his cream many times before, but this time the taste was exquisite, finer than the finest wine to him. It was his ambrosia, drink of the gods. Justin’s legs were like rubber, weak from the exhilaration and elation he felt. He was flying high and it wasn’t from drugs. He could barely stand let alone walk. After a few deep breaths, Brian lifted Justin up, zipping his pants, and holding Justin close, steadying him, he had the look of copulescence, a dreamy, far off stare. He was looking, but not seeing. Brian leaned down and kissed Justin, letting his tongue roam his mouth, Justin’s tongue trying to grab onto Brian’s tongue to lick it, as if it were a cock. He still needed him, still wanting him.

Brian knew what Justin still needed and he was willing to give it to him. He checked his watch to make sure, they had time. They did. 20 minutes would be enough. They had 30. He unzipped himself, pulled his pants down, let go of Justin, slipped his hand into his pants pulling out condom and lube, handing them to Justin who was still dazed, and turned his face to the wall. G-d he loved public sex. Like in a trance, Justin went through the motions of clothing his cock and lubricating it. He lubed his fingers and finger fucked Brian’s hole, first one finger then two, but first he needed to taste this morsel. His tongue licked the rosy crinkled muscular hole, and then he pushed in, his tongue forcing its way inside. It felt good, tasted better, but he had to have more. So he pushed out again, letting his fingers feel the fever, the warmth of the area. Brian was ready, more than ready. “Now, baby, now! Fuck me! Justin didn’t need to be asked twice. His cock pressed to the pleasure palace, pushed in, and Justin rode the ride, taking Brian along. The enthusiasm and erotic desire that Justin was oozing brought emotion to his eyes. Justin, not yet down from his erotic elation of not too long ago, quickly reached an even higher level of pulsating pleasure. He was possessed and obsessive at the same time. His movements in and out of Brian, called him, his stroking sensibilities stimulated stirrings in his soul, either of them had ever felt. Brian also was taken on this journey of thirst and rapture. A priceless poetry of pleasurable passion and possession.

This time Brian was being possessed but the pulsating perception of pleasure was different, yet the same for both of them. They had reached a climax in this airport bathroom that they had never been able to acquire before. As they anticipated the culmination of their carnal appetite, the cum spilled forth in a volatile volcanic spewing forth like a nuclear mushroom, both at the same time, with the same intensity. Brian had never touched himself nor did Justin. They had moved rhythmically together in perfect harmony. If you had watched you would have sworn it to be a ballet, a perfect swan lake, a beautiful dance of delight. Brian came out of his delightful daze first, quickly cleaning himself and then helping Justin clean himself. He removed the condom form Justin and washed him, and then washing his face with cold water to bring him back to reality. Brian hated having to bring him out of his reverie but they had three minutes before the first call for boarding. They only had a hundred feet to walk to the gate. Not much, but knowing how rubbery his legs felt, he knew Justin’s were ten times worse. Justin had this self-satisfied grin on his face. All other times, he would have appreciated it, now was not the time. If they had been at the loft, he would have continued this ardor all day and all night but it was 6:43 am in Phoenix and the flight was about to be called. He was very glad that he had the foresight to have had the junior ad exec at the office in Phoenix. where he was to do a presentation on their way back, to get the storyboards from him early so he could look over them and so he didn’t have to worry about carrying them all during the cruise. The ad exec had met them when they had arrived in Phoenix at the airport. It had only been a 15 minute meeting. This kid seemed smart. This way, the ad exec could look things over and have questions for him upon his return and he had no more worries for now. This added stop in Phoenix had certainly been worth the money, especially after this productive layover. Next stop San Francisco. They had had an hour and forty five minutes to kill and they had done it quite satisfactory. This stopover was going to be one for the memory books. He wished he had a picture of Justin afterwards. That dreamy look was worth a million bucks. Now he was steering Justin to the gate, Justin was still in a daydream that he wasn’t going to come out of for a while.

As they got to the gate, first class was being called. They quickly got their seats. Brian seat belted Justin in and gave orders for coffee and juice for each of them. Justin sat with his eyes closed, daydreaming of what just transpired. It was an idyllic dream to him, he was waiting to wake up and find that it had all been a dream. Brian stroked his lover’s hand. The flight attendant came over and whispered. “He looks so content, so serene. It is a shame to intrude on him for his drinks.” “I know, but I also know he would want to taste the coffee and juice. Leave it. I will make sure he finishes them before we lift off.” “Okay, she smiles sweetly. Can I ask? Who is he too you? You were looking so lovingly at him.” Brian’s demeanor started to change. Usually the attendants were flirting with him, not asking these personal questions. She noticed his change in expression. “Don’t take me wrong. You look like the most loving, beautiful couple I have seen in a while. I just asked because I wanted my observations to be confirmed.” “He smiled. “Justin is my partner, my love, and my reason for living. I have never really told him that.” She grinned. “I knew it! I could feel the love.” Giggling and bending forward, the attendant, Desiree, whispered in his ear, “smell it too. You have done right by him Mr. Kinney. ” She chuckled again and walked away. Brian smiled his special smile, the one rarely seen. He knew she wasn’t judging him, she was relishing in their love. Something he hadn’t expected. Five minutes later, Desiree came back and said “we are running a little behind. It will be an extra ten minutes.” Justin was stirring. His little nap had helped some but he still felt like he was flying. So did Brian for that matter. Brian handed Justin an apple juice. “Drink. It will help.” Justin swallowed the juice in one gulp. His sunshiny smile had reappeared. Desiree walked over to Justin with the coffee and some gourmet cookies. Giving Brian a wink, she proceeded to talk to Justin. “Sunshine, that smile is beautiful. Only a master can put that dreamy look on your face.” Justin startled, spewed his coffee out of his mouth. His face turned rosy red. Waiting for his reaction, Desiree had conveniently moved out of the way. She started laughing so hard. “A young man who blushes. Don’t be embarrassed. It is beautiful to see such loving partners. Justin nearly got whiplash turning toward Brian so quickly. He wanted to see Brian’s reaction. He was sure he was going to get angry or hide behind his mask. Instead, Brian was smiling, and he said. “He is a beautifully talented partner at that, talented in more ways than one.”

He was having fun with Desiree at Justin’s expense. Justin felt like he was in slow motion. This had to be a silent movie or something. This couldn’t be real. This must be a dream. He hadn’t awakened. Brian was not acting like Brian. He was being very playful. Brian mouthed something to Desiree. She picked it up and leaned over Justin. Justin’s cup was empty. “Would you like another cup or would you rather have a little more sex to add to that aroma you are emitting.” Justin got even redder than the first time. Brian burst out laughing this time. Justin was stammering. “Justin, it is okay. I have known Desiree for years. Lost track of her but I have ridden with her several times. I met her in Pittsburgh. We are friends, good friends. You aren’t losing your mind and neither am I. She has been doing the west coast flights and Hawaii for three years now. “So Brian, are you going to just San Francisco or are you going to Hawaii. I hope you are on my flight to Hawaii. I didn’t check, but I knew you were on this roster.” “Yes, we are headed to Hawaii. A 9:00 connection.” “Seems you will have to suffer me on the next leg then. I am going there and then taking a vacation. Excuse me; we are about to taxi out. I need to collect the glasses.” She scurries away.

This is going to be an interesting trip, Brian. Any more surprises. “Yep. I think you will like them.” “We will see.” Now that we are in flight, I want to show you something. I want to show you what will be happening. At least a little bit. This is the itinerary. Hope you like. Check it out. What do you think? Then in a soft voice so Desiree couldn’t hear. “She is like a sister to me. She is like a female me! We have great times together. Maybe, we can talk her into coming to the ship with us until we have to leave port. I would love to get the dis about what’s happening in her life. I know she is going to question me on the next lap of the trip.” “Honestly talk, you Brian Kinney, I have to hear this.” Brian playfully hits Justin on the arm. They kiss. Brian leans further into Justin and they battle tongues. Their passion starts to show. Desiree starts her rounds all over again, asking each passenger for drinks and cookies. Noticing them kissing she bypasses them and serves the others. Coming back to them, with a big grin on her face, she states firmly, Brian, you may want these blankets. The tone tells Brian several things. He smiles and takes the blankets and covers each of them. “Later, Desiree.” Desiree moves on continuing her duties. But before leaving, she reminds them. “Keep it quiet. Mile high club here u cum.” She laughs. They no longer hear her.

Brian and Justin are kissing like they would die if they weren’t connected. Their flies open, their hands on each other’s treasure, under the covers thirsting for release, thirsting for each other. They played, stroked, massaged each other with tender but firm strokes until they came. The blanket soaked up the seed. Both felt spent and satiated. As they came, the plane started to descend. Desiree gathered up the blankets and put them away for laundry pick up. “Perfect timing, you too. Justin, welcome to the mile high club. See you again in a few.” As they walk down the passageway, Desiree queries, “What else are you going to do in first class?” She walks away smirking, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She hadn’t wanted a reply. She is looking forward to another three hours with them. This flight is going to be fun.

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