“Winging It”

By: Pee Jay
(© 2010-2011 by the author)

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Chapter 3
Betrothal

A half-hour into the flight, John bid departure good day and tuned the radio to UNICOM, 122.8 for uncontrolled fields. It was the frequency they would monitor for the Manchester airport. General aviation aircraft would be announcing their presence and progress to other aircraft in and around the airport.

John smiled at Adam and stroked his thigh. Adam slipped his hand under John's and squeezed it gently raising it to his lips. He kissed the back of John's hand then lowered it to his lap.

John returned his attention to the instrument panel and the windshield as he held Adam's hand. He couldn't believe Adam still wanted to be with him. He had placed an inane morality issue between them and Adam respected it. But most important of all, he didn't go away! John couldn't believe how fortunate he was. He felt small and narrow minded for having done it. He wracked his brain trying to justify it. Try as he may, a reasonable explanation wasn't readily discernable.

"John?"

John knew he wanted all of Adam. He wanted Adam any way he could have him. John pondered the evening ahead. He was going to make love to the person he so deeply cared for. It would be a night to end all nights, one for the books, posterity even! The anticipation was driving him crazy.

"EARTH TO JOHN!"

John flinched with surprise, "Yeah? Take it easy will ya? It's just the two of us here for Christ sake."

"I had to raise my voice to get your attention. What were you thinking?"

John hesitated for a moment then spoke softly, "I was thinking about you and me. How much you mean to me and how lucky I am to have you." John felt pangs in his chest and a lump in his throat having said it.

Adam couldn't help himself, he was overcome with emotion, "I love you. Do you know how good that feels?"

John was moved, he was having trouble concentrating on flying. "Yeah, I do. It feels good," was all John said as his heart pounded with every beat.

After a few moments of silence John said, "You want me to sing for you? I feel like singing." John was trying to make light of his confession, he felt vulnerable.

"I think not. That would be too painful. You can't carry a tune to save your arse," Adam said then looked away with a smile on his face. He actually liked it when John acted goofy.

"Like hell I can't. On a clear day, you can see forever..."

Adam cut him off, "Enough Mary Poppins. That's awful; it's torturous, cruel even. It's getting close in here."

"You want to get out?" John asked with a grin.

With no quick answer and a smile Adam said, "God you can be a dick sometimes."

"Don't ya just love it?" John was grinning at his quick wit and Adams loss for words.

"You're giving me a headache," Adam stated matter of factly.

"Oh, here we go. The little lady isn't feeling well. I can see it coming now."

"Just fly the plane dickhead."

John decided to back off for a while. In spite of his good-natured ribbing, Adam was starting to show signs of wear. John wasn't sure if he over-stepped a boundary. He reached for Adams hand and squeezed it. Adam tightened his grip on John's hand, everything was okay.

Adam stared out the side window thinking about what John had said. It was kind of funny in a way but the implication was not. He didn't feel much like a lady, let alone little. Hmm. It surely wasn't like John to make those kinds of comments. He wondered if John was trying to tell him something. Adam concluded that it was founded in jest and should be taken as such.

"You okay?" John wanted to know. He kissed Adams hand and held it to his chest.

"Yeah, I'm good. That little lady comment stung a little but I'm over it."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it. I obviously didn't think before I spoke. I apologize my alpha and omega." Then he kissed Adams hand again and held it to his chest.

Adam smiled at John, "No offense intended I'm sure. And what is this alpha and omega thing?" he asked shaking his head.

"You're my beginning and end. It's that simple. I didn't begin living until I met you and I'll cease to live when you ... well, you get the picture."

"Nice recovery," Adam said and they both chuckled.

"But you have to admit it."

"Admit what?" Adam looked at John then cursed inwardly. He had the feeling he had taken the bait again.

"I'm a nice dickhead, huh?"

"I guess so." Adam grabbed John's crotch and gave it a rub and squeeze. "Yeah, nice dickhead." He was grinning.

They were near Manchester, close enough to hear other planes in the area over the radio. John banked north so as to enter the Manchester traffic pattern on the downwind leg. The active runway was 18 and the winds were calm. John eased the throttle back and began a cruise descent. A few minutes later John announced their position on the radio. There was a Beech Bonanza attempting to enter the pattern in the same position so John reduced the throttle yielding to the Bonanza; it was bigger and much faster.

Nearing the end of his downwind leg, John announced his base leg then banked right. Another announcement and he turned right again rolling out on final approach.

"I'm going to take the first turn off," John said then deployed ten degrees of flaps. The 152 was buoyed up with additional lift so he reduced the throttle some more.

Once again on the glide path he wanted, John deployed another five degrees of flaps and cut the throttle.

After a few moments, Adam said, "You're low and slow."

That reminded John of the two most useless things to a pilot, altitude above and runway behind so he eased the throttle in.

John crossed the chevrons at the threshold of the runway then chopped the power. The plane settled into ground effect as the aircraft flared then made a perfect touchdown. He 'greased it in' as the expression goes. John looked at Adam who was smiling with his approval.

True to his statement, John took the first turn off the active runway and cleaned her up by retracting the flaps. They taxied to the opposite side of the field where the hangars were. That was the designated parking area for general aviation aircraft. There was a conglomeration of Quonset huts situated in a row along the taxiway.

With the engine off, John tied the plane down while Adam used John's cell phone to call a cab.

"There's a piece of paper with all the phone numbers in the side pocket," John told Adam.

"Got it."

"It looks like Jim left us a message," Adam said after he powered-up the phone.

"We can call him while we're waiting for the cab. When did he call?"

"About twenty minutes ago. Did you set the parking brake?"

"Um no, I'll do it right now."

"Put the sun shield in the front window, too."

"Where is it?"

"Inside the door on the tail."

John had to get a hug and a kiss first. He held Adam as near as he could. They both had their winter coats on and it was a tad awkward. After their kiss, John retrieved the sun shield from the tail of the aircraft then went to place it in the windshield. The door was locked and the keys were in the ignition.

John walked back to Adam, "Hon, I screwed up."

Adam held his finger up and told the dispatcher where they could be picked-up. He said good-bye then closed the phone.

"What's screwed up?"

"I locked the keys in the cockpit."

"No biggie. Crawl through the door in the tail and push the panel forward to the cargo area. It's held in place with Velcro. Be careful though, it isn't much sturdier than cardboard."

John opened the door and looked inside. It was going to be a tight squeeze but there was no alternative. When he was inside the tail cone on all fours with his feet dangling out, Adam poked his finger at Johns butt hole. John instinctively jerked his head up banging it on the metal overhead.

"DAMN-IT ADAM." John's voice echoed in the compartment.

Adam let out a howl and began to laugh hard. His laughter was so strenuous he was staggering as he held his stomach trying not to fall. He eventually doubled over gasping for air between belly laughs. His face was turning red from lack of oxygen and he was feeling weak so he sat on his bag and continued laughing as he tried to say something but was unable to form the words. As his breathing became more regular all he could say was, "Oh shit," and it sent him into another round of guffaws.

Adam saw the taxi on the other side of the airport and stood up to wave it over. He was still giggling and drying his eyes on his sleeve.

John climbed out of the cockpit and locked the door. 'Good timing,' was all Adam could think. The taxi was almost there.

"The taxi is here," Adam said to John then giggled some more.

"You're one lucky bastard. You know that?"

Adam knew it. He was too weak to defend himself and it would be a while before he could mount any sort of viable defense.

"All I did was touch it," Adam said then started laughing again.

John couldn't resist the urge to join him. He was so damn cute, and handsome and sexy and all that other stuff, too. He didn't have a mean bone in his body and John knew it. 'God help me, I love him to death,' was all John could fathom.

"Where to guys?" the driver wanted to know as he threw their bags in the trunk.

"Mountain View Inn please," John said still prone to a giggle. Adam wore a grin for the ride to the inn. Occasionally, his body would shimmy and a snicker would escape him. It wasn't lost on John who smiled at his boy.

With key in hand, John unlocked the door then Adam was first to enter the room. He threw his bag on the bed and walked to the far side. There was a sliding glass door leading to a balcony that overlooked the lake, surrounded by snow-capped mountains. The view was stunning.

John stood beside Adam with his arm around him as the two admired the view. It was majestic and beautiful. They stood motionless for a few minutes until John was overcome with emotion. He moved in front of Adam and held him in his arms. He buried his face between Adam's neck and shoulder. Adam held John as they savored the warmth and nearness of each other, neither one feeling the need to speak. John ran his fingers through Adams hair and loved the softness. Adam lowered his hands to Johns hips and pulled his crotch tight to his own. They felt each other through the fabric and held fast.

A minute later Adam asked, "What time are our dinner reservations?"

"Seven-thirty, we can change it if you like. They shouldn't be terribly busy. It's the off season."

"That's fine. If we decide to go earlier we can wait for a table. Let's change and get going. If we stay here much longer we won't leave at all."

"Whatever you want dear heart."

"Oh God, you didn't say that did you?" Adam said as he pulled back smiling.

"Nope," John said then gave Adam a quick peck on the mouth. "Let's get going. I forgot the camera."

"I brought it. You left it in my room last weekend," Adam reminded John. "I charged it at work this morning."

"Good".

They walked the length of Main Street wandering in and out of shops and galleries. John bought a T-shirt for each of them with an area theme on the front. Adam bought himself a baseball cap with a Manchester picture and caption on it.

They saw a store with a rainbow flag out front and decided to go in. Adam asked the guy behind the counter to take their picture and he was more than happy to oblige. Unknown to John, Adam raised his fingers in rabbit ear fashion behind John's head, which made the clerk chuckle. Adam used the bathroom in the store while John took advantage of his absence to buy him a gift, which John planned to surprise Adam with back in the room.

The clerk suggested a fine gold chain necklace saying it would look great on Adam and John quickly concurred. He asked if it was plated although the price seemed to indicate otherwise. The clerk assured him it was not. They did the credit card transaction first then the clerk offered to drop it off at the inn on his way home. John thanked him then went about browsing around the store.

Adam approached John from behind and kissed his neck saying, "I'm ready, Babe". Adam knew that was a hot spot for John.

"Okay, let's go eat," John said as he followed Adam. He turned to the clerk and mouthed 'thank you' silently. The clerk smiled and waved.

They were a few minutes early but were seated right away. Adam decided on the Steak Au Poivre while John went for the Trout Almondine. Adam didn't care if they had red or white wine so John ordered a bottle of Pouilly Fusse. At restaurant prices, that was about as high as he wanted to go.

The two talked between bites and exchanged the occasional gaze into each other's eyes. John was looking around the room seemingly distracted. Adam didn't pay it much mind. He thought it was one of John's insecurities or something, two guys having dinner or whatever it was John had managed to conger up.

He did, however, notice that John had nearly drunk the bottle of wine himself. That was very un-John like. Adam realized he still hadn't finished his own first glass. And more evidence that something was amiss; John wasn't eating, he was picking at his food and appeared preoccupied in thought.

"Are you okay, Babe?"

"Yeah sure, I'm good. How's your steak?"

"It's perfect as far as I'm concerned, couldn't be better." Adam gave John a discerning look.

John had a bead of sweat on his brow and felt uncomfortable but couldn't determine why. Everything was perfect as nearly as he could tell. The lights were low, the mood was right and the company was all he could possibly hope for, exactly what he wanted. He wasn't sure why his palms were sweaty and the room was feeling clammy.

"I'm going to the bathroom, Hon. I'll be back in a minute."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Adam was worried. He knew something wasn't quite right.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I'll be right back." John squeezed Adam's shoulder as he passed.

In the restroom, John splashed cold water on his face then dried it off. He took a couple of deep breaths then went back to the table feeling somewhat better.

John sat down pushing his plate away then said, "I'm nervous to go back to the room, Hon." He turned his gaze from Adam to the fireplace.

Adam was confused and needed time to think. 'Where was that coming from?' he wondered. The whole thing was John's idea. Mr. Cool, calm and collected was uptight! It didn't make sense yet John had just said it. Adam was doing his best to formulate a response yet uncertain of what to say. After some thought, he decided to end the meal and get John out of there. John was putting too much thought into the situation ... again.

"Let's get out of here and walk for a while okay?"

"I'm ready if you are," was all John said.

Adam waived the waiter over and asked for the bill. John slid his wallet to Adam so he could take care of it. A few minutes later the waiter returned then Adam signed John's name and they left.

Adam directed them to the other side of the street then they walked toward the base of Main Street and the boardwalk. He was intent on easing John's mind. He had been looking forward to that night for some time and wanted it to go off without a hitch.

They strolled on the boardwalk for a distance when Adam placed his arm around John and turned him so they could observe the lake and tree covered mountains beyond. John was standing at the railing looking at the landscape with his hands in his coat pockets. Adam slipped his hand into one of John's pockets and held his hand. Then Adam said, "Wanna talk about it?"

"No, not really."

Adam let it slide for a few minutes. He was sure it was something they had never discussed. Whatever it was, it must have been something grave enough to give John cold feet. What didn't he know about John at that point? He thought he knew John as well as anybody. They had done everything in bed short of the ultimate. What could it possibly be?

"John, whatever it is, it won't go away. Is it something I said or did?"

John continued to stare into the night unwilling to respond.

"John?" Adam said stroking John's back. "C'mon Babe, you can tell me."

"I know," John said then cleared his throat.

Adam decided to wait him out and let John proceed at his own pace. It appeared as though he were on the verge of speaking the way he swallowed then pursed his lips.

"There's something I never told you."

Adam was quiet. He put his hand back inside John's pocket then gave him a squeeze as he watched the puffs of steam escape from John's mouth and nose. The night sky was clear and bitter cold.

"Just say it. Things never are as bad as they seem," Adam said trying to sound reassuring and diffuse whatever roadblock John had erected for himself.

"I never told anyone about it. It happened when I was fourteen."

John stood erect like a statue pale and rigid while Adam waited him out.

A moment later, John said, "There was this older kid in the neighborhood. He was eighteen at the time. He tried to force me to have sex with him," John said then fell silent.

It was a morbid memory; one of a young boy, victimized by an older much stronger one. A memory he desperately tried to set aside yet it was there in the forefront as though it were a recent occurrence. It was an untimely recollection, one John couldn't ignore. He wanted to be with Adam yet there he was struggling with an incident that transpired some ten years ago.

Adam was flabbergasted. He didn't know what to say. He knew those kinds of things carried serious repercussions but he didn't have a clue as to how to handle them. It did, however, explain a lot of John's behavior regarding affection. Adam moved his arm over John's shoulder, pulled him close then kissed the side of his head. "It's going to be okay. C'mon Babe, let's go back to the room. It's cold out here."

As they walked in the direction of the inn, Adam knew John was in a fragile place and was treading lightly. He didn't want to say anything that might compound the matter, or worse, traumatize John. He was frustrated and at a loss as to what he should say or do.

When they reached the lobby, John told Adam to call the elevator and he would join him in a minute. He went to the front desk and asked for their mail presenting his room key. The lady retrieved a box and handed it to John, the clerk had gift wrapped it with nice foil paper and a bow. John smiled and put it in his coat pocket.

Inside the room, Adam sat on the bed next to John. "I'm not sure what to say, Babe. This doesn't change how I feel about you," then he took John's hand.

"I'm not sure either," John said. "I feel a lot better now though. I'm glad I told you. I don't have any more secrets," he said then smiled at Adam. "Well actually, there's one more." John had that grin on his face again and Adam knew something was coming.

More than that, Adam was glad to see John acting like John again. It was a huge relief since Adam felt like he was in left field with John's recent revelation. As much as he cared for John, he hadn't the slightest idea how to cope and definitely wasn't a therapist by his or anyone's standards.

John walked over to his coat and brought the gift box back. He sat on the bed next to Adam then handed it to him saying, "I love you."

Adam was caught off guard while John looked on smiling.

"What's this for, Babe? You don't have to do this."

"I know. I wanted to. Open it."

Adam tore the wrapping paper off the box then removed the cover. When Adam saw the necklace, he was touched. He put his arms around John and gave him a passionate kiss and hug, "Thank you, Babe. I love it but you shouldn't have spent the money."

"Let me put it on you." John took the chain and fastened it behind Adam's neck then drew back to have a look.

"It looks good on you. It goes nice with your hair." John took Adams hand and brought him to his feet. He admired the male beauty before him then embraced Adam and spoke softly in his ear, "Now fuck my brains out, stud boy. I want you all night long."

Adam put his hands on John's butt and pulled him in. He pressed his erect dick against John and rubbed it in hard, a low audible sigh escaped him. He released John then turned the lights off. He pulled the bedspread down, lay the sheet and blanket open then took the lube from his bag and placed it on the nightstand.

They watched each other as they undressed in the dimly lit room. John could make out the outline of Adam's soft fine bush around his erection. Adam eyed the dimples in John's behind making his erection stiffen. John rolled into bed coming to rest on his back. Adam saw the muscles in John's legs and ass articulate as he moved. Adam climbed into bed then knelt over John pressing his lips and crotch against his boy. John spread his legs allowing Adam to settle between them then wrapped them around him as Adam pushed his tongue into John's mouth.

Adam moved his lips to John's neck and began nibbling and kissing. John was moaning with lust and pleasure and pulled at the small of Adam's back to bring them closer together.

John began thrusting his crotch into Adam, forcing his hardness into Adam's stomach. Adam began working his way to John's nipples alternately gnawing and licking them as John squirmed beneath him with pleasure.

Adam licked the fine dark hairs between John's navel and his brown bush coming to rest on John's hard-on. He began to lick and kiss John's member when John stopped him, he was too near orgasm.

John reached to the nightstand for the lube and Adam buried his face in John's armpit, licking and drawing the soft brown hairs into his mouth, he savored John's maleness.

John handed the lube to Adam. Adam put some on his finger then sat up kneeling between John's legs noticing the perfect ring of fine hair around his hole. His cock was eager to penetrate it. Then he lubed himself, put a finger at John's hole, and slowly massaged John as he began to dilate.

He slid his finger in and massaged gently as John pushed down on it. Adam repeated the process with two fingers and John began to squirm emitting guttural sounds. Adam glanced up at John and received his assent.

Adam raised John's legs with his arms planting them on the bed either side of John then rubbed his throbbing hard-on over John's hole. He applied steady pressure and John pushed back forcing Adam inside. John let out a half painful, half elated moan and told Adam it was his first time.

"Take it slow and easy, Hon. It's my first time," John said.

Adam eased the whole of him the rest of the way inside John and held it fast as they captured each other's gaze. He lowered his lips to John's then they explored each other's mouth.

When they finished making out, John said, "I love you."

"I love you, too."

"I'm ready, Adam. Fuck me." John's insides were twitching as he held Adam fast his ass.

Adam began a slow in and out motion while his erection grew harder from the sensation. He started thrusting faster and harder as John rolled his head from side to side in pleasure, moaning and longing for more.

After a minute or two, John said, "Fuck me hard," a little too loud then pushed his ass into Adam as he plowed into John.

Adam picked up the pace and force as he cycled in and out of his boy. He was pounding John's ass as hard as he could, arching his back with every thrust. John could feel Adam engorging within him and knew Adam was close. John spread his legs as far as he could so Adam could drive deeper. Adam began to slow down as the juice inside him began to roil. He gave one last hard, deep stab into John then pumped himself into John moaning and rolling his head in ecstasy as he spent himself.

John arched his back and shot his load simultaneously having never touched himself. His first load hit the headboard and the next two loads emptied in his face then his chest respectively as he rolled his head side to side in absolute bliss. It was the best orgasm John ever had. Adam made it better than he ever thought it could be. As far as being screwed, John thought it was the best thing he had experienced. It was awesome.

Adam said, "Oh God, Babe," then collapsed on John.

John wrapped his arms around Adam and the two lie panting and slowly regaining their breath. Adam was still erect inside John.

"Hon, my ass is a little tender. Can you remove that monster?" John said then chuckled.

Adam kissed John and slid his still erect cock out of John. He eased himself off John resting on his side, facing his boy. He ran his hand over John's torso loving the feel of John's taut body. He particularly liked the feel of the brown hair in John's armpits and the fine hair on John's chest. It wasn't much to Adam's way of thinking but a stimulus nonetheless.

John slid his arm under his boy's neck then pulled him in for a kiss. After the kiss, John said, "You're amazing, lover boy."

Adam gave John a good firm squeeze and said, "The fact that I love you makes it all the more amazing," then he kissed John.

John pulled the covers over them then they embraced. They had held back for so long, it was better than either one had imagined. It was the first time for John and he couldn't help thinking that he got it right. It was an amazing thought, one he would cherish and hold dear for a long time.

Adam was no novice to love making but his intimacy with John was definitely phenomenal, something he had never experienced and would likely never forget. In a way, it was a first for Adam, too.

"Does that thing ever go down? Is there an off switch?" John asked with a smile.

"Not when I'm close to you."

John reached down and began to stroke Adam. Adam was pushing it in and out of John's palm, it was still slick. John stopped and rolled away from Adam pressing his ass into Adam's still hard cock. He reached around and guided it inside him again. John hardened up in no time.

Adam pulled himself into John and began thrusting into him again, slow and steady building to a crescendo. John was stroking himself and pushing his ass into Adam as Adam probed his gut.

As the pace grew faster and harder, each one began to feel the wave of orgasm overtake them. John let another load go into the sheets as Adam began his eruption into John for the second time. They both gasped in primal elation. That time Adam deflated as he held his babe in his arms. John was too exhausted to roll over so they lie there waiting for the flood of sexual stimulation to recede once more.

After a few minutes, John rolled over to face his boy, kissed him and said, "I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything, Babe. I feel it too," then he gave John a huge hug for all he was worth.

After a few moments of silence John said, "I feel like having a cigarette."

"You don't even smoke fuzz nuts," Adam said then squeezed John's balls.

"Yeah, but that's what they do in the movies after surreal sex. And that was surreal at the very least."

"Yeah it was. Let's try to get some sleep."

"Okay,"

They tangled up and drifted off in each other's arms with smile, satisfied at a job well done.

The next morning Adam awoke with the sun light in his eyes. He carefully plied himself from John then went for a morning whiz. He ordered breakfast from room service then decided to lie down next to John watching him sleep. He grew impatient waiting for him to wake so he began to turn in bed hoping the movement would cause John to stir.

It worked. John blinked a few times and opened his eyes. He was startled by the nearness of Adam's face and jerked his head back.

Adam said, "Geez, I don't look that scary in the morning do I?"

"No, Hon. I was surprised, that's all." John kissed Adam on the mouth.

"I ordered breakfast for us from room service."

"Good, I'm starved after last night."

"Babe?"

"Yeah?" John said as he rose then made his way to the bathroom to relieve himself.

Adam watched his naked boy move as he walked. Those dimples in John's structural ass cheeks were a particular turn-on for Adam.

John came back, picked up his briefs then put them on, "What's up?" John asked.

"I was wondering about last night," Adam paused. He was unsure how to continue. "You were pretty upset for awhile."

John sat in the chair at the desk and looked at his dream-come-true. The gold chain looked perfect against Adams smooth skin and hair color, "I never told anyone about that. It was a little unnerving is all."

"What happened? You don't have to talk about it if you would rather not."

"It's okay, a little embarrassing but I'll tell you. It happened when I was fourteen with another kid from the neighborhood. He was eighteen at the time. I had a teenage crush on him and I'm pretty sure he knew it. Looking back, it was more infatuation than anything. Anyway, he would go to the woods at the end of our street where he and some of the older kids built a fort. They stole lumber from the new homes under construction in the neighborhood to get the materials. One day, he was at the fort when I was looking for my friend and invited me inside so I went in. I liked him a lot because he was bigger and older. He was the most popular kid in school, too. Eventually, we felt each other up and pulled our pants down. We were playing with each other when he became overly zealous.

He pushed me on the floor of the fort and tried to screw me but he couldn't get it in, it was too big. It hurt and I started crying and told him to stop. He continued trying to get it in and I squeezed my ass closed as tight as I could. A couple minutes passed and he shot his load in my crack.

After that, he told me to get the hell out of there and not to tell anyone or he would kick my ass. I went home and managed to quit crying before I got there and never told anyone. Well, that was until tonight."

Adam walked over behind John and massaged his shoulders, "Are you okay with it, Babe?"

"Yeah I think so. I mean, I don't think it was anymore than a good scare. Hell, if he had gone about it differently; I probably would have let him do it." John said. "The best thing that came out of it was for you."

"How so?"

"I ended up saving myself for you! How 'bout them apples? Don't ya just love happy endings?"

John turned as he rose to his feet then approached Adam placing his arms around him. "And it was well worth the wait." John held onto Adam placing his hopes and desires in Adam's care. He was committed and ready for what may come.

Someone knocked at the door then announced, "Room service." Adam went to the door allowing the waiter to wheel a breakfast cart into their room. The guy did a quick assessment of the one bed scenario and the two guys in underwear and grinned. He handed Adam the bill so Adam signed for the meal then returned the billfold smiling.

The waiter thanked Adam then let himself out. They immediately set to devouring the meal. John inhaled his food then began picking at Adam's plate, he was starved. Adam poked John's hand with his fork and told him to leave his food alone.

"Hon, I'm still starving. That was more like a snack than a meal. I could eat a horse," then he grabbed Adam's crotch. A horse appendage would be close enough.

"Trying to distract me are you? So you can move in on my meal, won't work."

John sighed and said he was going to take a shower then rose and left for the bathroom. A few minutes later Adam went to join him in the shower. He opened the door and dropped his underwear when it hit him.

"Eeew, it stinks in here! Did someone die?"

"Turn the fan on," John hollered from the shower laughing.

Adam turned the fan on, scooped up his underwear, and left the bathroom. The smell was something hideous.

When John emerged from the bathroom after his routine, Adam took the newspaper and his turn in the bathroom.

John dressed then after a few quiet minutes with no noise from the bathroom, John decided to startle Adam. He walked up to the closed door and knocked as loudly as he could. He heard the newspaper rattle and smiled to himself. It worked!

"Yes?"

"Oh nothing," John said walking away laughing.

"Asshole," echoed in the bathroom. 

To be continued...

Posted: 01/14/11