This is the first time I've tried my hand at writing this kind of story. The people in it are real, but names are changed to protect the innocent. "Nick" and "Jonathan" are lovers of a sort. Comments are welcome, flames can go to Hell. The usual disclaimers apply. Stonewolf_@excite.com
Nicky..... This one is for you babe..... I love ya.
Nick and Jonathan, by Stonewolf
Chapter One
"Oh Damn!" Nick cried out as the waves of his orgasm passed thru him. Total animalistic passions had taken over his body. For so long he had wanted this to happen, yet afraid to let his feelings free themselves. Now as his body collapsed onto the warm sand below him, his lovers' body slowly sliding down on top of him, his senses slowly returned. Sweat dripped off their bodies as the warm tropical breezes slowly dried their bodies. The sun shone warmly over them in this secluded cove.
"I love you Nicky" he said, slowly pulling his softening cock from his new lover's ass.
"I know" Nick replied, "I love you too".
Jonathan looked down at his lover. " You finally said it" A smile traced his lips as he bent down and gently licked and kissed Nick's nipples.
"Better stop that or we'll end up here forever and get some serious sunburn where the sun doesn't shine" Nick said.
Uncontrolled laughter exploded from the two as they kissed again and got up to get dressed. On the moped going back to the hotel, Jonathan's mind drifted back to memories of how they ended up together in this Caribbean paradise of St. Thomas.
It all began innocently enough as simple e-mails. Jonathan had written Nick to compliment him on his writing of his story that Jon had seen on the Internet. After trading e-mail for a while the two had begun talking on the phone. Soon both realized that they were developing feelings for each other. Talking had led to honest feelings and discussions. Likes, dislikes, sexual fantasies. After several months of talking both thru IMs and phone calls, they decided it was time to meet.
"I can't leave Denver" Nick said. "The 'rents would ask too many fucking questions, and there is no way to explain you.. I mean us to them".
"OK, fine" Jonathan said. "Have your cute ass at the airport tomorrow afternoon."
"WHAT!?!" Nick yelled. "Tomorrow? I can't I mean, I got school, I can but I got things to do, oh shit.."
"Just be there babe.. it'll be OK".
"All right" Nick said, breathing deeply. "uhmm.. we have never seen each other, how do I recognize you?".
"Don't worry, I got a feeling that won't be a problem for us." Jonathan said. " Is it OK if you don't come home for the weekend?"
"Horndog" Nick replied with mischief in his voice, using his favorite nickname for Jonathan.
"Yada Yada Yada" Jonathan replied. "Oh yeah, bring a change of clothes.. you're gonna need them. Be there American Flight 224 2pm".
Chapter Two:
"Ladies and Gentleman, in preparation for landing, please make sure your seat belts are fastened, your chairs in the full upright position and trays secured. The captain has signaled we are on the approach to Denver and Stapleton International Airport." came the disembodied voice over the PA system. Oh well Jonathan thought.. How many times had he heard that announcement bored out his mind traveling. Now, excitement shivered thru his body as he looked out the window at Denver below. Flying 1800 miles to meet someone, his boyfriend, for the first time, had him wondering about his mental state. Many things were flying thru Jonathan's mind at the same time... "what if he doesn't like me when he meets me" "what if he doesn't like the way I look","what if he decides not to do what I have in mind and storms out of the airport", "I'm 11 years older then he ........."
His revelry was shattered by the stewardess. "Excuse me sir, you just have time for one more quick glass of wine if you would like one, we seem to be stuck in a holding pattern"
"Please" Jonathan replied, thinking you gotta love First Class. "Actually lets make it something a bit stronger.. I need a shot of courage. How about Absolut, no ice.
"You're not kidding" the stewardess replied. "You going to Denver to get married?"she asked jokingly.
"Close" Jon replied, "Very close. actually hoping to sweep someone off their feet".
The vodka burned as it slipped down his throat, warming his stomach, giving him a pleasant glow. His thoughts returned once more to the 19 year old whom he had fallen deeply in love with. A smile crossed his face and the lines of worry slowly disappeared from his face. "I hope this works" he said to himself.
Soon, the tires thumped down as the plane cruised in. After what seemed like a half hour the plane finally halted at the jetway and the entrance to the terminal. Gathering his suit jacket from the stewardess and saying good bye, he walked up the jetramp to meet his future. Slipping on a pair of Ray Ban Aviators, he eyes squinting from the reflected light coming in thru the windows of the airport, he looked slowly around. A large crowd of people were milling about waiting for the passengers to disembark. Jon walked out and around the crowd. Suddenly he noticed a young man, dressed in a ski jacket, t-shirt, jeans, docksiders, and a black baseball hat turned backwards lounging next to a column. A brief tremor of fear flashed thru Jonathan, and as quickly passed. "Damn, he is more beautiful then I could ever think of.." was the only thought he could think of.
The young man had been nervously watching people coming out of the jetramp. "What am I doing" he was thinking to himself. "This guy couldn't possibly be flying all the way from South Carolina just to meet me". Each time a guy came near him, Nick jumped a bit. Then he noticed across the way, a blond haired guy, dressed in a suit jacket, jeans and joggers wearing black aviator shades. "Oh my God" Nick thought......
Chapter Three:
Their eyes met as Jon removed his sunglasses. All passing of time seemed to come to a crashing halt. Words unspoken, yet heard flashed thru each of their minds simultaneously. Suddenly all the fears of each of them had experienced disappeared in a single passing moment. Rich, Vibrant almost three dimensional sights and sounds flashed thru their heads as they began to walk towards each other, heedless of the people passing around them. Finally standing in front of each other, neither dared to speak, be the first to break what they both seem to be experiencing. Finally Jon spoke
"Hi I'm Horndog. If you're not Nick, I'm in deep shit" Jonathan said.
The tension broached, Nick broke up laughing, remembering the nickname he had given Jon. They shook hands, and then as almost an afterthought hugged each other.
"I can't believe you are here man!" Nick said, not wanting to let go of Jonathan.
"I told you I'd be here dude.. Uhmmm.. can I breathe now? We seem to be blocking traffic too".
Nick quickly let go of Jonathan looking around self-conciously. Jonathan lightly cuffed him on the back of his head, put his arm around his shoulder and pulled him along.
"Come on, we got to get my luggage, and get moving" Jonathan said.
"Why? whats up?, You got something in mind?" Nick asked.
"Yep" Jonathan replied with a wicked grin. Please let this happen he prayed silently. " What did you tell your parents about this weekend?"
"I told them that Paul was having a party on campus and I was gonna crash up there for the weekend. But you never said what was going on" Nick said.
"You'll see" Jonathan said as they approached the luggage carrier. "Where did you park?"
" I didn't. I came out here in a taxi. Figured I better leave the car at the house, they are calling for a wicked storm tonight. We probably shouldn't go too far from here" Nick said, with a trace of concern in his voice. "Do you uhm like have a hotel near here yet?"
"Heh, not quite" Jonathan said as his luggage finally appeared thru the curtains. "Ah here we go. Did you bring clothes?"
"Yeah, but what for?"Nick asked "They are here in the pack, but I figured we would just hang out and if well.. you know.. I wouldn't need clothes"he said blushing.
Once more Jonathan wrapped his arm around Bobby shoulders, giving him a light hug. "Come on Kiddo lets go over here and talk a minute". Jonathan said
Finding a quiet corner table in the bar, Jon ordered two Jack Daniels. The waiter gave Nick a curious look, but was quickly banished to the bar by a look of pure evil malice and a 20 dollar bill slipped to him by Jonathan. As the drinks were quickly deposited, the waiter retreated with another 20 dollar bill in his hand. Nick nervously picked up his drink and downed half of it, sputtering as the liquid burned its way down his throat.
"Nicky" Jonathan began, "we have been talking, chatting, getting to know each other for 10 months now. Hell we even get it on over the phone like once a week. There is a very special bond between us dude. You know how I feel about you don't you?"
"It's a little hard not to with you telling me at least one a day" Nick replied a small smile on his face. In the darkened corner of the bar, he hesitantly slid his hand across the small table to put it on Jon's hand. A look of pure happiness filled Jonathan's eyes as his hand moved to cover Bobby's.
"Then trust me now" Jonathan said. "You know I'll never hurt you or let you be hurt. But its time to go"
"Go where? You haven't told me what's up" Nick said, almost childish. A smile of undiluted joy came over Jonathan's face looking at the young man's curiosity bursting from his eyes.
"God, you are so beautiful" Jonathan said, getting up. "Come on babe, we got places to go".
Chapter Four
Nick followed Jonathan out of the bar and walked slowly behind him. As they walked out the door of the airport, Jonahtan halted and looked around as if for a taxi. Suddenly the wind picked up and dislodged a small avalanche of snow onto him. Sputtering and swearing to himself, Jonathan brushed off the snow as Nick fell over laughing..
"Very funny" Jonathan muttered "The Hell with this crap, back inside". Jon walked quickly and Nick almost had to jog to catch up. "Hey man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh, I couldn't help it" Nick said, with concern in his voice.
"I know" Jonathan said, looking at his watch "Don't worry about it"
They were walking further and further into the terminal. Talking about nothing, they passed the time until Nick noticed that they were in front a security gate leading to what appeared an unused portion of the airport still under construction. There was what appeared to be a woman in an airline uniform and two security people.
"Uhm.. you forget something on the plane or what?" Nick started. "I can't go in there I don't have a plane ticket"
Jonathan turned to him, reached into his jacket, and pulled out an envelope. Opening it, he silently handed an airline ticket jacket to Nick. Looking at it, Nick saw the colors and logo of an airline he didn't recognize. He started to open the ticket jacket, but Jonathan stopped him.
"The first basis of a relationship is trust" said Jonathan. "Look at me and tell me if you trust me"
Nick turned and looked directly into the eyes of Jonathan. There he saw only love and honesty in them. "Of course I trust you, it's just been so long since I have had someone who... I mean...." he stuttered starting to close up, looking away suddenly.
Jonathan took his hand and put it under Nick's chin, pulling his face back to him. "Let me in Nick. Trust me... now.. let it happen". A moment of silence passed between them, a sudden silent understanding. Nick suddenly wrapped his arms around Jonathan, his head pressed against Jonathan's shoulder and in an almost whispered voice said "I do man, I know I can finally maybe let go.." Shuddering, he held onto Jonathan like a man clinging to a life preserver.
Stroking the back of Nick's hair he just held him until he calmed down. "Are you all right now" Jonathan asked, concern in his voice.
"Yeah, man" Nick said, "I'm sorry.. I just sorta lost it there"
"Its OK" Jonathan said, "just follow me"
Jonathan spoke briefly, quietly to the two security guards. Then to the woman. "Give me your drivers license" Jonathan said. Without question, Nick opened his wallet and gave the document over. Jonathan then turned and gave Nick the license back and pulled something out of his coat pocket.
"It's all who ya know" Jonathan said. "Put on this blindfold. I don't want ya to see where we are going yet".
"Oh great" Nick started. "First blindfolds then what.. handcuffs and leather restraints?" This earned him a well placed playful swat on the back of his head. Placing the blindfold on, he felt his hat pushed down over his eyes.
"Just a precaution" Jonathan said. "Lets Go".
Suddenly Nick felt a guiding hand on either side of him. He could smell both the Fire and Ice that Jonathan wore as well as a more delicate scent of an exotic perfume and could tell the other hands on his side belonged to a woman.
"Hello Nicholas" the voice said "I'm Karen, the head flight attendant for your flight. Jonathan has told me that this is a special and secret trip for you. We'll all very excited to help make it special for you. Its not often we get to have some fun on a flight. Usually they are straight forward and boring actually"
Wondering what he had gotten himself into, he allowed himself to be led down the jetway and out into the cold air. After a brief halting walk, he was led up a set of stairs . Warm air mixed with the smells of Jasmin and jet fuel mingled. Slowly he was ushered toward the seats. As he made the turn into the aisle he heard another voice.
"Good Afternoon Mr. Covington. I am Captain Hendrickson. Welcome aboard. As soon as you're are comfortable we will be non stop to paradise. Enjoy the flight"
A hand reached out and shook Nick's hand. "Uhm thanks." He managed. What the Hell is going on he wondered. How had Jonathan arranged all this and for what? Nick could only imagine with some trepidation what lay ahead. Making one more turn he was brought to a seat. Sitting down carefully he felt the wide leather seat fold and mold around him. It was unlike any other airline seat he had ever sat in.
"Can I take off this thing now"? Nick asked.
"Soon" Jonathan said. "Just a couple more minutes, be patient"
"Hey" , Nick said, "I'm 19 remember? I'm never patient". His further comments were silenced by a pair of lips covering his softly.
"Well try anyway" Jonathan softly spoke whisperingly as he broke the kiss.
Chapter Five
Nick could hear the sounds of a couple of people as they came and went near him. He couldn't be on a plane he reasoned. Planes don't have music that sounds this good playing in the background. Soft Irish flutes and Celtic harps were playing softly on a soundtrack thru what sounded like killer speakers. All of a sudden he could feel the pressure in the cabin change. The doors had been closed.
"OK, babe, you are all mine now" Jonathan said, removing first Nick's hat then the blindfold.
Nick looked around in stunned amazement. They were sitting in what looked like the most expensive living room he had ever seen. A Tan leather couch ran along one wall of the plane and stopped next to what looked like a mahogany bar. There was a man behind it in a double breasted jacket looking back at Nick smiling. On the other side of the plane were the four very wide leather chairs, two of which were occupied by Jon and himself. The lighting was subdued and gentle. Nick couldn't figure out where it was coming from. The carpet was dark green and incredibly thick. A door led to the back of the plane, covered in hard woods. Several small tables made of dark wood were scattered about the cabin. Towards the front of the cabin was a larger table with chairs around it. Looking out the window, he noticed that the ground crew was preparing to push the plane back. As he turned around he saw Karen turning from the bar with a tray a single crystal champagne flute The bartender was following her with a bottle and silver ice bucket. Silently he fit the bucket into a hidden recess in the floor, securing it for flight. The bottle was silently opened and poured into the glass.
"Enjoy the flight gentleman. If there is anything you require, just push the button." the man said. "My name is Anthony, your Chef and Steward. Karen and I will be taking good care of you while you are with us." Smiling he withdrew along with Karen to the front of the plane, closing another door, leaving the two alone.
"Hey studly. You doing OK?" Jonathan asked.
"I don't know.. this is a little overwhelming" Nick said in awe. "I mean I thought we were gonna like maybe get a pizza, talk, watch a movie and see what happens, but this...."
"Well I know for a fact that Anthony happens to make an awesome pepperoni and this rig is stocked with at least two cases of Samuel Adams, but that wouldn't make him all too happy. He loves to cook and I don't think that pizza is what he had in mind for dinner tonight.'Jonathan said
"Oh"Nick said quietly.
Jonathan spun his chair around until it faced Nicks. "We can turn around to the terminal if you want Nick, I know this is a lot, but I just want you to be comfortable and happy".
"I am I think.. It is just overwhelming''Nick said. " I mean I trust you not to sell me off into white slavery and all but who the fuck owns this thing? It must cost more then I can imagine".
"It belongs to a very close friend who has more money then he knows what to do with" Jonathan said. "He owes me a favor or two and I closed on them. This is his baby. It is a long range Gulfstream V. He spent close to 35 million on the plane and renovations and decorations. Karen and Anthony are married and work for Thomas, the guy who owns this plane . I told Thomas I had something special planned and needed a favor. When I told him who it was with I thought he was gonna have a heart attack. He is gay and has been after me for years" Jonathan laughed thinking of something. "He says he changed the sheets for the flight".
Nick blushed. "Horndog" he said softly.
Jonathan picked up the glass of champagne and held it between them."Hmmmm seems to me, I"m not the one who called last night in lust"
They shared a smile. Suddenly looking serious, Jonathan looked and Nick and said "I love you Nick, more then anyone else in this world right now. I want you to share something special with me this weekend. I am not so nieve as to think we will be together forever. I know that. But for this weekend, it will be ours and only ours. We will do only what you want and are comfortable with."
Nick looked back into Jonathan's eyes and leaned back in the leather chair. Silently in agreement Nick parted his lips. Jonathan poured champagne from the glass into his mouth, then covered it with his own. A bond was formed and shared as the champagne passed from one mouth to another. Nicks' hands suddenly reached out and pulled Jonathan to him. Taking the glass from Jonathan's hand he put it down in the ice bucket. Reaching back, his hands went under the jacket Jon was wearing slipping it off. They two continued to kiss as the plane roared down the runway and took off into the setting sun. Jonathan, half on top of Nick, was pressed down upon him as the plane rotated and gained altitude. His hands traced lines over Nicks shirt outlining his strong abs.
"Damn, you are so beautiful Nick" Jonathan said. His hands caressed the strong chest and played with Nicks nipples thru his shirt.
"Mmmm" was all Nick could manage, feeling the first waves of pleasure, so long denied to him. They continued to kiss as Jonathan moved his hands slowly lower and lower until they rested just on either side of a prominent bulge in Nick's jeans.
"Gee what have we here?" Jonathan said jokingly as he broke the kiss. "I wonder if Customs should know about this".
As Jonathan moved a single finger over the bulge, Nick shuttered in pleasure as wave after wave of feelings overcame him.
"Don't do that man. I'm way close. I'll fucking shoot it right here". Nick moaned.
"Oops, can't have that babe" Jonathan said. Once more their lips parted and tongues dueled briefly as they broke apart. Jonathan moved back to his chair. "We'll keep that for later".
"So" Nick said after his pulse had slowed down some and swallowing the rest of the champagne in his glass "where are we going?"
"Well, I guess you are trapped sufficiently I can tell ya know" Jonathan said with a mischievous smile on his face. "Some place that no one knows us, can find us, or will bother us. We can do as we please, when we please and however we like".
"That's not an answer dude" Nick said, standing up and walking over to Jonathan's chair. Suddenly Nicks hands shot out and started tickling Jonathan faster then he could move to protect himself. Totally helpless in a uncontrolled fit of laughter he could only gasp and make unintelligent noises.
"Come on tell me.. or I'll keep this up all the way to where we are going" Nick said sitting on Jonathan's lap preventing him from moving. "Ah ehOK OK stop stop stop...." Jonathan gasped. "Son of a bitch, I gotta start working out again".
"Hehehhe" replied Nick, playfully running his hands now over Jonathan's stomach that had been exposed while tickling him. "yes so I see," slapping his hand against the small beginning of love handles on his waist. "We'll work these off this weekend" His hands moved gently across Jonathan's naked skin.
"Whoa tiger, easy or you ain't gonna be only one with a mess on their boxers" Said Jonathan.
After a quick kiss, Nick got up and let Jonathan stand as they moved about the plane, holding hands, talking, listening to each other, drinking, talking, occasionally kissing. The cabin lights dimmed as there was a discreet knock on the door and Karen and Anthony walked in.
"Dinner will be ready in about 10 minutes if you want to freshen up any. The bathroom is in the back" Karen said.
The two guys went back to clean up and get ready. Nick's eyes almost bulged out of his head as he walked thru the back door of the area to find what was almost a bulkhead to bulkhead bed turned down, with black and white sheets. A gray and blue mural hung on the bulkhead over the bed. Soft dim light came from in back of the headboard. "Wow" was all he could say.
Returning to the main cabin, The two sat down to a dinner that had been prepared for them. Anthony and Karen hovered about discreetly clearing dishes and placing trays as needed. They dined on Caesar Salad, Chicken Cordon Bleu, a shallot and carrot salad, and Black Forest Cake all washed down with two bottles of wine. Candles were placed around the cabin as the sole source of light in the main cabin.
They removed themselves from the table feeling full and more then a little buzzed from the wine.
"If you guys want to relax a little, I put a bottle of wine and a bottle of non-carbonated water on ice in the other cabin" said Karen. "We still have about two and a half hours to get there"
"Thanks, Karen, not a bad idea" said Jonathan. Looking over at Nick, they moved towards the rear cabin.
"Awesome dinner, Anthony" said Nick as they passed him.
"Thank you, sir" Said Anthony, "it was a pleasure to prepare it for you"
Jonathan was opening the bottle of wine as Nick walked into the cabin.
"Bathroom break man" said Nick.
"You're a big boy now, I bet you can manage all by yourself" said Jonathan
"Wiseass" came back the reply.
Chapter Six
Nick came out of the bathroom to see Jonathan staring into a glass of wine. Moving silently he pressed himself against Jonathan. His hands freely roamed over Jonathan's body as his kissed his neck. Jonathan moaned quietly and pressed back into Nick; feeling the heat rising from his body. Turning around he faced Nick and their lips met. As they kissed, their tounged met and swirled around each others. Nick pulled Jonathan's shirt out and began to unbutton it. As the shirt fell to the floor, Jonathan's hands moved to pull off the t-shirt Nick was wearing. Jonathan moved back to look at Nicks body. His chest was perfectly defined without being bulky. The nipples set deep in the skin. Jonathan reached out and traced a finger down the center line of Nicks abs marveling at the definition of each set of muscle. As his hand came to rest over the button on his jeans, his fingers popped it and trailed down the zipper slowly moving it.
Nick started to reach for Jonathan, but was stopped.
"Chill babe" Jonathan said "This one is all yours."
Nicks hands fell limply to his sides as Jonathan opened his jeans revealing the boxers that had once been his but that he had sent to Nick.
"You wore them" said Jonathan softly.
"Of course" Nick said. "How could I not"
Jonathan slowly traced a line with his tongue down the center of Nick's chest, branching over his abs to trace a line of moisture over each ridge of muscle. As he passed Nick's navel, his tongue swirled in and out of it making Nick buck his hips. As he pressed forward the hard outline of his cock pushed against Jonathan's chest. Nick's hands moved to Jonathan's head, moving thru his hair. Eyes clenched tightly, Nick could only be aware of the waves of pleasure traveling thru his body. It took all of his self control not to explode right there and then.
Jonathan slowly moved lower, knowing he was bringing pleasure to Nick. His tongue traced over the outline of the hard 7" inside the flannel boxers. Instead of working it further he moved his tongue lower running it over the hard muscle of the 19 year old runner's legs. His hands slowly trailed up the insides of the thighs to reach up to the waist band of the boxers and slowly pulled them down until Nick was fully exposed. Standing up, Jonathan once again kissed Nick deeply while pushing him down on the bed. Once more tracing his tongue over all of Nick's body, he was rewarded by moans coming from Nick; his body starting to thrust upwards trying to reach more of Jonathan. Nick's hands reached to pull Jon down on top of him but were gently slapped away..
"Un uh Nicky.. just enjoy" said Jonathan
"I can't take too much more man" said Nick in between gasps of air.
"I'm saving the best for last" said Jonathan; looking lovingly at the young man on the bed
Slipping off Nicks shoes, he pulled off the socks, jeans and boxers, bunched up around his ankles.
Slowly standing, Jonathan removed his jeans and boxers to likewise stand naked before Nick.
"Oh man," moaned Nick., reaching for the hard cock before him "come here".
Jonathan moved out of reach. Pushing Nicks arms against bed, he once more started down the small treasure trail of hair from Nicks navel to his pubic push.. Moving around the hard shaft, he deftly ran his tongue over the nearly hairless nutsac. Rolling each nut around with his tongue he could feel them start to climb upwards, signaling Nicks nearness to orgasm. Spreading Nicks legs wide, he moved his tongue lower until it was just above Nicks tight virgin hole. Ever so slowly he allowed his tongue to move across the tight hole
"OHHHH FUUUCKKKKK" yelled Nick, his whole body coming up off the bed. Forcing Nicks legs up he fully exposed the tiny hole to his tongue which was now pushing, licking and caressing it. Soon it was working its way inside the loosening hole. Nick was near total estacy thrashing around on the bed, his navel a flood of precum.
"No more man.. Please... I can't take it.. Its toooooo much" cried Nick, forcing Jonathan's head away. Jonathan looked down and smiled at the body of his lover, glistening in sweat and precum. Slowly he moved down until the tip of his tongue was at the base of Nicks hard shaft. Moving in a thin line he moved it up until his tongue passed over the wet glistening cum slit. He knew it wouldn't take long. Now he moved his whole mouth over the swollen red cock head moving it down deep into his throat while playing with the nutsac..
"GOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD" cried out Nick. Suddenly his whole world seem to explode in a super nova of pleasure as every fiber of his body swelled and detonated in a single non ending wave of pleasure. Shot after shot of cum went down Jonathan's throat as his continued to swallow the young mans nectar. As Nick slowly came down off the high of the orgasm he nearly flipped out of bed as the Jonathan's tongue swept over the super sensitive head of his softening cock.
"Nooooooooooo" said Nick softly ... pulling Jonathan up to him. They were kissing, Nick tasting his own cum in his lovers mouth. Jonathan began moaning softly as Nick massaged his badly swollen cock. Suddenly without warning Jonathan began to shoot his load all over Nick. As the hot seed poured over Nick, he rolled over on top of Jonathan trapping the shooting cock between their bodies, increasing the friction and pleasure.
"Oh shit" moaned Nick as they lay together, one on top of the other.
"I really wish you wouldn't" Jonathan said. "It's kinda kinky"
Nick smiled sleepily as he kissed Jonathan. "Yeah babe.. whatever" slipping into a light sleep.
To Be Continued............