CTH3

-AJ-
I swear I cannot get a moment's peace on this fucking trip!
When we land there is media everywhere, the stupid diary people have
been hounding me, and even André is busting into our rooms while
we're sleeping. To make it even worse I'm horny as hell and can't
seem to get rid of this damn erection. Fuck it. I've had enough. If
the closet is the only place I can find peace, then so be it. It's
sure as hell large enough and is actually quite comfortable as I lay
down, well ok as comfortable as the floor of a jet can be! Whatever,
I need to get some sleep or something…hmm now I'm all alone, no one
knows I'm in here and I'm extremely horny. I think I'm going to take
a shower… hehehe yeah a shower… I've got to do something about this
before I can even think of getting to sleep.

-Howie-
I heard him scream at André and mumble something to himself
about the closet…I'm such a dork, what the hell am I doing? I'm
supposed to be getting some sleep and now here I am following AJ
around the plane. I think I'll just go to the bathroom, it's right
past the closet and that won't look too suspicious. What is my
problem? I know exactly what it is. AJ has been torturing me with
stories about him experimenting with other guys. Just random guys
that he meets at the clubs and of course only feels safe confiding in
me, his best friend. Sure! Now I've got these erotic images that have
been torturing me ever since he mentioned it. I listen to his stories
about how it feels to kiss another man, the mind blowing experience
of having a guy give you a blow job, and the indescribable orgasm
when your cock is driving deep into another man's ass. I swear I get
harder with each story he tells me. It's so hard for me not to just
jump on him, screaming about how much I want to feel it, feel him
buried deep within me as I look deep into those beautiful dark eyes.
Wait a minute, why is the closet door open? His pillow and
blanket is still on the floor, but where the hell is AJ? Fine, well I
came this far, might as well go to the bathroom. I should try out
that leather chair toilet that AJ was flipping out about earlier. I
reach down, turn the handle and open the door. The mirrors are
steamed up and I can't see anything. I suddenly hear AJ's
voice. "Dammit. Now this is exactly why I was going to wait till we
landed to take a fucking shower. The water stopped!" Aj… is in the
shower stall… already wet…naked… "That's it, looks like I'll have to
take care of this out of the shower." I hear him breathing hard… I
slowly close the door behind me, making sure to lock it.

-AJ-
Still dripping wet I climb out of the shower stall and find
that great leather toilet seat I was marveling about earlier. I'm
gonna have to be sitting down cause this has been building all day
and I'm going to make sure I am completely relieved before I go to
bed. I lean my head against the wall, closing my eyes. For some
reason the same image that has been floating around in my head once
again appears. It's Howie. Last week at my house we had been sitting
in the hot tub. I was telling him about the guy I had the night
before and I could tell that the hot steam was not the only thing
that Howie was all flushed about. His hair was dripping with water,
his well-defined tan chest gleaming as sweat poured down his neck.
His sensuous lips swollen with the heat and those eyes staring back
at me, his breath increasing with every detail I told. I slowly
started stroking myself, tugging at my shaft lightly, massaging my
wet cock with my hand. I licked my lips, imagining what Howie's mouth
on my own would taste like, how would his tongue feel roaming my
mouth. As I worked myself harder I dreamt of Howie sucking at me, his
tongue sliding up and down my shaft as his hot wet mouth engulfed me…
Fuck yes…That feels soooo damn good… Sweat was now pouring down my
face as my hips gently rose from the seat, my mouth hanging open,
grunting as the fantasy in my mind seemed to become real…His face
buried in my lap, his tongue sliding up and down my throbbing cock…
Oh my God…Howie…I heard the name escape from my lips as the sucking
became harder, faster…. I'm gonna…OH!