Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The story contains graphic descriptions of sex between men. Anyone who is forbidden by law to read such material must stop now. This story is being posted to the Nifty Archive solely for the enjoyment of its readers.
Not so fast! In spite of Chris' desire to finish this story in a couple of weeks, it has been over three weeks since his last effort. There are just too many things happening at work and he is getting tired of it. He wants more time for himself. The house is sold and Chris helps his wife Lilly get settled in a nice house in Ohio. She is happier now.
Fantasies For Life: Chapter 5
One bright sunny morning Rick landed his B-747 in Munich, Germany. This was his first trip to that city and he was going to be there almost three days. He wanted to see as much as he could in that time and also wandered if he would remember any of the German language he spent four years studying in college. Would it be of any value? He was sure he would be too self-conscious to try speaking it. When the flight crew arrived at the hotel, rooms were available for all the crew except one. Someone would have to wait about thirty minutes before one could be cleaned and made available. Rick told the registration clerk to give the rooms to the other crewmembers and he would wait. The other crewmembers objected but he reminded them he was the captain and that was his decision. He knew how important it was to take care of his crew. After waiting for only fifteen minutes the hotel managed appeared.
"Captain, I'm so sorry for the inconvenience. We are upgrading you to another room and it is available immediately. Karl will take your bags and show you to your room. If you will, please sign the register." Rick picked up the pen and signed where the manager indicated then turned to his right to tell the bellman he could take care of his own bags. He found himself staring directly into the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen. Beneath those blue eyes was the warmest smile that completely disarmed him. Rick could feel his heart melt. He smiled back.
"Okay. Lead the way."
"Yes sir. Please follow." The young man said as he picked up Rick's bags and walked toward the elevator. Rick couldn't take his eyes of the boy. He stood about 5'10'' and must have weighed no more than 145 pounds. His blond hair caused Rick's hand to want to touch it. His broad shoulders, small waist, flat stomach and narrow hips completed the picture of the most attractive vision Rick could ever remember seeing. In the elevator, Rick could not stop staring at the young man. That long neck begged to be kissed. Rick just had to think of a way to get to know him. Karl opened the door to Rick's room and held it open for Rick to enter first. It was definitely better than the usual contract room crewmembers got. To the left as he entered, Rick saw a large closet followed by a very large bathroom with a huge tub and separate shower. At the end of the hall the room opened into a large sitting area with a sofa, two club chairs, a coffee table and an entertainment center with a very large television. A large desk with a speakerphone and light was floated in front of the large window that overlooked the city. A mini-bar was enclosed in a long credenza along one wall. The room was "L" shaped and around the corner was a king-sized bed that was calling to his tired body. Karl placed the luggage in its proper place and, out of habit, opened the curtains wider.
"Thank you for opening the curtains, Karl, but I need to get some sleep. I've been up all night. Could you close them, please?"
"Oh, yes Sir. Sorry Sir." Karl replied quickly as though he needed to correct a mistake and he closed the curtains. Rick placed a large tip in Karl's hand and smiled
"Thank you." Karl smiled and turned to leave. "Oh, Karl?"
"Yes Sir?"
"This is my first visit to Munich and I would like to get a tour of the city later today. Can you recommend a tour guide?"
"Possibly, Sir, what time would you like to start?"
"I'll probably be awake and ready to go by 3:00 PM. That's 1500 your time, isn't it?"
"Yes Sir. I'm sure I can arrange something by 1500."
"Thank you, I'll be ready. Good-bye." The door closed behind Karl and Rick left a message with the hotel operator to ring him at 1430. That would give him time to shower and get ready for a city tour. Then he stripped, fell into bed and was sound asleep in seconds. Sleep is often not very good when dealing with jet lag, but Rick felt rather refreshed when he awoke at 1425. He quickly called the hotel operator and canceled his wake-up call so he could avoid having to listen to the angry ring of a phone. He did a few sit-ups and pushups and stretched to get his juices flowing before hitting the shower. He was standing in his boxer briefs and socks trying to decide what to wear when there was a knock at the door. He noticed the time, 1510. Looking through the peephole in the door he saw Karl standing there in regular clothing, not the cute bellman's uniform he wore earlier. 'What's he doing there?' Rick opened the door.
"Guten Tag, Heir Captain. Are you ready to see of Munich?" Karl was smiling just like the first time Rick saw him.
"Let me guess. You are my guide. Right?" Rick responded with the friendliest smile he could muster. "Please, come in; I'm almost ready." Rick stepped aside as Karl walked into the room.
"Do you not want me to show you?" Karl said in a somewhat concerned voice. For the first time Rick noticed Karl's soft German accent.
"Honestly, Karl, I'm happy you will be my guide." Rick tried to reassure Karl he was doing the right thing. "Just give me a few minutes to dress." Earlier, Rick had thought about asking Karl to be his guide but didn't want to be too eager and didn't know if it would offend him. As Rick finished dressing he noticed Karl's eyes checking his flat stomach, the light hair on his chest, the way the boxer briefs accentuated his tight bunns and cradled his ample package. Each time Rick looked up and made eye contact, Karl smiled. Rick smiled back and quickly dressed in a nice polo shirt, slacks, and shoes and combed his hair. Karl followed his every move. Every time Rick looked at Karl he was smiling and Rick's own smile seemed to be permanent.
"Okay! I'm all yours." Rick said as he pointed toward the door. And he meant what he said.
"Please take the elevator. I go another way and meet you outside the hotel, at the corner. The hotel does not like the staff to be with guests."
Rick paused for a second contemplating what Karl was saying. "Yes. I'll see you at the corner." In the lobby Rick ran into his First Officer who invited him to join him for a walk. Rick begged off saying he wanted to go off on his own. Although flight crews routinely did things together it wasn't mandatory. If one or more of them wanted to go it alone no one ever thought anything about it.
Karl was waiting at the corner when Rick arrived and the tour began. First they took the subway (U-Bohn) to the old town area. The first thing Rick was interested in was food. Karl found a street vendor and had Rick try some sausage. It was delicious. Karl proudly pointed out one interesting attraction after another. They climbed up into an old church tower where they could look over the entire city. They visited the Frauenkirche, a magnificent church. The two men just clicked. The conversation went well beyond the tourist things. They laughed and brushed shoulders often. Rick was having a great time and it seemed Karl was enjoying himself too. As they walked down a street, Karl looked up at a building, looked at his watch and stopped.
"We stop now. We wait here." He pointed up to a building on the other side of the street and said, "The famous Glockenspiel will start soon." In a few minutes Rick could see figures begin to move and chimes and bells began to play. As they stood watching the clock Rick, without thinking, placed his arm around Karl's back and rested his hand on Karl's shoulder. At first there was no reaction. Then Rick noticed how Karl leaned into him ever so gently. The heat radiating from Karl's body began to fill Rick with desire. They remained like that until the Glockenspiel finished then Rick removed his hand from Karl's shoulder as though nothing had happened. But both men knew something had happened. They continued walking around the city center, the Marianplatz, and other places of interest. When the sun went down and the streetlights came on the city took on a totally new and interesting atmosphere. Just as Rick was beginning to feel hungry Karl asked if he was ready for dinner. Not by pure coincidence they were standing in front of one of Munich's best-known restaurants and Karl lead the way in. Rick announced he was buying dinner and Karl should order the best meal in the house for both of them. Rick wasn't sure what Karl ordered but it turned out to be some kind of beef roulade that was absolutely delicious. Karl ordered a beer for each and Rick couldn't believe the size of the stein when it arrived. Having cut way back on his alcohol intake over the years, Rick had to work to finish the beer. Also, the beer seemed to give him a buzz much faster than American beer.
After dinner they decided to walk back to the hotel to help digest that scrumptious meal and help Rick clear his head. With the hotel in sight Rick knew their adventure was nearing an end.
"Would you like a young lady for the evening?" Karl almost whispered with a touch of embarrassment in his voice.
"I'd rather like a young man." Rick muttered under his breath not intending for Karl to hear. The beer had affected his brain more than he realized. "No, not this evening. But, thanks for asking." Karl just laughed. Before reaching the hotel Karl stopped.
"I must stop here. Thank you for a wonderful time."
"You thank me?" Rick said with astonishment. "I must thank you. I had a great time. Is there any way we can do this again tomorrow?"
"I must work at 0600 and finish at 1500. I am free after that." Karl explained.
'Free.' Rick thought. 'Wish you were free tonight. I'd even pay you.' Rick NEVER had thoughts like that. Why now? "Yes, please. You can come to my room or call me and I can meet you at the corner."
"Auf wiedersehen." Karl said with his beautiful smile and sparkling blue eyes as he began backing away and raised his hand to wave good-bye.
"Good night." Rick said and he waved back then turned and entered the hotel. It was rather early and his crew must have still been out on the town. He made it through the lobby without encountering anyone he knew and went to his room. He was completely distracted by thoughts of Karl. What was going on here? He felt like he was losing control. He wanted Karl, such a lovable boy. He wanted to hold him, to taste him, to do unmentionable things to him. Rick was going to have to jack off when he got to his room. When the door closed behind him, he found himself standing in his room, not remembering the elevator ride, the walk down the hall, or opening the door. He just stood there thinking about Karl for several minutes, not moving. He was jolted out of his stupor by a knock on the door. He opened it, this time without checking the peephole.
"Karl?" Rick didn't know what else to say.
"May I come in?" Karl asked. Rick backed away from the door, Karl stepped inside and Rick let the door close.
"Is something wrong? You're okay aren't you?"
"I...I...heard. If you would like a young man for the evening, can I be that young man?"
If Rick thought the German beer made him woozy, Karl just upset his gimbals and his head was spinning. 'He wasn't supposed to hear that. What...what is this handsome young man doing here? Why is he offering himself to me? He hasn't asked for money so he probably isn't what the British call a rent boy. I am so attracted to him! This afternoon he seemed very friendly toward me. Why? What is his angle? What does he really want? Is he a criminal? Will he knock me out or kill me for my money? He doesn't seem the type. He is so innocent, so lovable. Maybe this is my time. Maybe the gods of lust and erot ica have delivered him to my arms. After all these years why now? What if he has AIDS or some sexually transmitted decease? Do I take the chance? YES! YES! YES!' All of this flashed through Rick's brain is a nanosecond.
Rick took hold of Karl's hand, lead him into the room and he sat down in a chair with Karl standing directly in front of him. Their eyes joined and Rick began to feel himself being drawn deep into those blue jewels. He took Karl's hands into his. His decision was made and he knew what he was going to do.
"I would love to have you stay with me but we are going to have four rules. Okay?" Karl nodded yes. "One, you can leave any time you like. Two, our most important word is 'stop.' That means if I do something you do not like or I hurt you, say 'stop.' I do not want to hurt you. I can say 'stop' if you do something I do not like. Three, any thing I do to you, you can do to me. Four, if you have a question, ask it. Do you have any questions?" Karl shook his head no.
"Okay. First, I will undress you. Next, you will undress me. Then, we will take a shower. And last, I want to get to know you, to explore every square centimeter of you, especially the round centimeters." Karl chuckled and smiled when Rick mentioned the round centimeters." They stared into each other's eyes for several moments. "Are you ready?"
"Ja, Rick." Karl grinned.
Rick stood up from the chair and took Karl in his arms, something he had wanted to do from the moment he saw him. Rick stroked his hand through Karl's hair. Then he brushed his lips softly against Karl's to measure the response. Karl accepted him so he brought their lips together more passionately. Karl opened his lips inviting Rick's tongue inside. Rick was lost for a moment; his head was spinning. This was the first kiss of passion in a long time. After their tongues made proper introductions, Rick sucked Karl's tongue inside his mouth.
Rick slowly released Karl and looked into his eyes, those deep blue eyes. He reached for the top button of Karl's shirt. When all the buttons were undone Rick parted the shirt so it hung openly, exposing Karl's smooth chest. He leaned over and kissed the left nipple. Then he gently licked it with his tongue, making sure it was wet, he did not suck it. When Rick backed off Karl's nipple slightly he blew on it gently. The evaporation of his saliva caused a very cold sensation on Karl's nipple and it erected beautifully. Having achieved one success, Rick moved to the right nipple and did the same. Next, he kissed Karl on his lips again as he slipped Karl's shirt off his shoulders and let it slide to the floor. Rick's kisses moved to Karl's ears and down to his neck, shoulders, smooth pecks and the nice, tight abdomen. Rick wound up on his knees in front of the object of his desire. He picked up Karl's shirt and laid it on the chair, helped Karl remove his shoes and socks then reached for Karl's belt buckle. Looking up into those beautiful blue eyes he saw complete trust but he also saw some apprehension and nervousness. He paused, giving Karl a moment to consider what he was about to do. When there was no move to stop him, Rick unbuckled the belt, unhooked the waistband, unzipped the pants and slowly lowered them. When Karl's pants reached the floor he stepped out of them and Rick turned around and placed them on the chair. When Rick turned back around, he was looking directly at Karl's white briefs, which clearly contained an engorged cock. It appeared to be semi-erect because it was still lying off the left and pushing against the fabric wanting to be released but it was not standing straight up. Rick leaned forward and kissed Karl's penis through the cotton. Karl jumped. Rick placed his hands on Karl's hips just above the waistband of his briefs and slowly lowered the underpants one inch at a time. After each inch, Rick kissed the newly exposed skin. Soon he was kissing pubic hair. Eventually Rick lowered the briefs enough to release Karl's prick and it sprang out of its confinement and waived triumphantly in front of him. Rick's eyes followed its movements back and forth until it stabilized directly in front of his nose. He glanced up to see that Karl's eyes were closed and then looked back at the one-eyed snake staring at him. Rick leaned forward slightly and placed a gentle kiss on Karl's glans then he continued slowly lowering the briefs. Soon Karl's scrotal sack containing his testicles came into view. Each testicle was about the size of a golf ball and was clearly defined within the sack. The left one hung lower than the right. Rick leaned in and kissed the left nut and inhaled the sweetest scent he had ever smelled. Karl's cock was along side Rick's left ear and Rick had to pull away and go around that protrusion to kiss Karl's right nut. Again he inhaled and found the scent intoxicating. This young man was so appealing; Rick actually pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He released the briefs and had Karl step out of them then he placed them on the chair with Karl's pants and shirt. Rick placed his hands lightly in either side of Karl's hips and slowly brushed down the outside of Karl's legs disturbing the body hair just enough to let Karl feel the sensation. Then his hands traveled to the inside of Karl's legs and brushed up toward his crotch. Before he touched Karl's balls or cock he moved his hands around to the outside of his thighs, up to his abdomen and then gently dragged his fingertips from Karl's waist, across his lower abdomen toward his scrotum. The skin on Karl's lower abdomen began to quiver and a soft moan escaped his lips. Rick saw a pearl of precum ooze from the end of Karl's schwanz so he caught it on his tongue before it dripped to the floor. He really wanted to swallow Karl's whole prick and then his entire body but knew better things were to come. He stood up in front of Karl and looked down at his angelic face. (Rick was about three inches taller.) He looked so calm, so secure. Rick kissed Karl lightly on the lips and said, "Your turn."
Karl opened his eyes and stared deep into Rick, placed his hands on either side of Rick's face and kissed him softly then proceeded doing to Rick what Rick had done to him. He started by placing his hands under the hem of Rick's polo shirt and slowly raised it to Rick's armpits, lifted Rick's arms over his head and raised the shirt over but not off his head. While Rick's face was covered Karl kissed each of Rick's nipples then removing the shirt completely. When the shirt came off his head, Rick's eyes were closed. He understood why Karl had kept his eyes closed; it made the process so much more sensual and pleasurable. Karl placed Rick's shirt on the chair before he began kissing Rick in the same pattern he had been kissed. When Karl lowered Rick's pants he could not miss seeing the large wet spot on the boxer briefs. Rick was really turned on. As Karl removed Rick's boxer briefs he was too close and when Rick's cock was released, it sprang out and struck him in the face getting precum all over him. Ignoring the wetness on his face, Karl leaned forward and lick then kissed Rick's cock before kissing his balls. When Karl finished torturing Rick, he stood and kissed Rick to let him know he was done.
"Now for a shower to make sure we are clean." Rick said as he took Karl's hand and led him to the bathroom. One benefit of the hotel management upgrading Rick's room was a separate shower, which was quite roomy. There was room for four people if desired. Rick started the water and adjusted the temperature then they stepped in. Rick took the soap and began lathering Karl's body. Soon Rick found Karl's ticklish spots and they began to laugh. The shower turned into a lot of fun and games for both men. Rick made a point of cleaning Karl's genitals well and did a more thorough job on washing Karl's ass. He didn't yet know if he would go that far but he wanted it cleaned and ready if he did. After rinsing all the soap away they stepped out of the shower and took their time drying each other's bodies. Rick was so excited looking at and running his hands over Karl's body. He sensed Karl was experiencing just as much enjoyment. They hung up the towels Rick and again took Karl by the hand and lead him to the bed. They turned to face each other. Their arms came up and they embraced. Their hard cocks leaking precum pressed against each other. Rick crawled onto the bed leaving room for Karl to lay next to him. With his eyes and his arms he invited Karl to join him. The two men stretched out together wrapped in an embrace; their bodies touched everywhere they could. Their kisses were intensely passionate as they writhed as one on the sheets. Soon Rick was above Karl gazing into his eyes. He began softly kissing Karl's forehead, eyelids, nose, chin, and ears as he worked his way down to the neck and chest. When Rick reached Karl's left nipple, this time he not only kissed it, he sucked it into his mouth and stroked it with his tongue causing Karl to gasp at the sensation. Just as Karl was getting used to that, Rick quickly administered the same treatment to the right nipple. Almost as quickly Rick's tongue was probing Karl's navel and closing in on the prize of the evening, Karl's cock.
By now, Rick was kneeling beside Karl with his knees against Karl's side. He looked down upon Karl' precum dripping penis and admired its perfect shape as it pulsed up slightly to the rhythm of Karl's heartbeat. Karl was breathing heavily and Rick checked to see if he was watching. Karl's eyes were closed in anticipation of something wonderful about to happen. Rick turned his head back to the left and took Karl's left testicle into his mouth and began to caress it with his tongue. After only a few moments he released it and sucked in the right testicle. Rick now believed Karl was ready so he puckered his lips and kissed the tip of Karl's prick right at the slit. The head was covered with precum and Rick allowed his lips to open and slide over the top and under the ridge of the mushroom, his tongue swirling gently around the glans. Karl's body stiffened and he moaned loudly. Rick's tongue continued its assault around Karl's glans until he began his slow glide downward toward the cock base. With about two inches to go, Karl's cock lodged against the entrance to Rick's throat. Rick paused momentarily, controlling his gag reflex, then pressed downward taking Karl deeper into his body. A few years earlier during a moment of fantasy, Rick had purchased a lifelike dildo and used it to practice oral and anal penetration. This was the payoff. Karl was obviously hot; his breathing was becoming erratic. The fingers on Rick's right hand found one of Karl's nipples, the left probably, and began gently pinching and twisting it. Rick's left hand cupped Karl's balls and his index and middle fingers caressed Karl's perineum. Rick began slowly bobbing up and down on Karl's member, making sure to keep it in his throat. Rick knew Karl was close to orgasm because he could see his scrotum begin drawing closer to his body. Suddenly from Karl's vocal chords came a loud "UNGHHH" and Karl's body jerked. Rick watched as Karl's cremaster muscle yanked his testicles almost into his body launching his sperm into his penis to mix with his seminal fluid. Rick pulled back until only Karl's glans was in his mouth allowing plenty of room for the anticipated arrival of male nectar into his oral cavity. At the same time Rick pressed the index and middle fingers of his left hand hard against Karl's perineum to add pressure to his prostate. Rick doubted if Karl even knew that he had such an organ. The first volley of Karl's hot cum rushed over Rick's tongue as it proceeded to fill his mouth. The boy tasted so sweet. It was more intoxicating than the beer during dinner. Rick swallowed and swallowed until there was nothing left. Rick felt Karl's penis begin to soften and watched his nuts begin to descend from its protected position. Not until then did Rick realize he had released his cum all over Karl's abdomen. Apparently, while he was concentrating so intently on pleasuring Karl's manhood, Karl's hand had found his prick and was massaging it. When Karl's orgasm struck, he squeezed rather hard causing Rick's nuts to expel their seed.
Rick collapsed along side Karl, who wrapped his arms around his lover and kissed him as he curled up into a modified fetal position, closed his eyes and went to sleep. Rick was close behind as his eyelids closed and he clung to his new friend. Rick didn't know how long he slept but he was awakened with a passionate kiss on the lips. Karl had recovered and was trying to wake him. Rick checked the clock and estimated they had been out about twenty minutes. Rick sat up, supporting himself with his right arm, looked down into Karl's beautiful blue eyes. He just stared for over three minutes until Karl finally spoke.
"Do you want me to leave now?" Karl asked. Rick assumed Karl felt that since they both had cum, their adventure was over.
"Ohhh no, Karl. We have just begun." Rick leaned down and kissed Karl lovingly.
"You want me to stay?"
"Ohhh yes, if you can."
"May I use your phone to call someone? He will worry."
"Certainly." Rick instantly picked up on the statement; 'HE will worry.' Who was HE? Another lover? A pimp? Who? One of the phones was on the bed table on the other side of the bed and one was on the desk. Karl went to the one on the desk because it was easier to reach. As he reached the desk he turned on the light so he could see to dial. Karl was standing between Rick and the light with his weight on his left leg; his right knee bent slightly, his right heel in the air. His flaccid penis hung down over his beautiful balls which were pushed forward because Karl's legs were together. The alabaster quality of Karl's skin looked just like a statue Michelangelo would have sculpted. The dusting of short blond hair all over Karl's body was picking up the light and creating a halo effect around him. The view took Rick's breath away.
"It's me." Karl began to speak in German. During the afternoon Rick found his ability to understand the language was beginning to return. It surprised him how fast it came back after all those years. "Yes, I'm fine." "Yes, I'm with a friend." "No, I will spend the night if I'm asked."
Rick didn't need to hear any more. It was time to prepare for the next phase of his plan. He got up, went into the bathroom, retrieved a small travel bag, returned to the bed and placed the bag on the bedside table just as Karl was ending his conversation.
"I don't know. I'll call you tomorrow." Karl hung up the receiver and looked at Rick with that killer smile of his.
"Will you stay?" Rick asked. Karl had said he would stay if asked to. Rick was going to strike while the iron was hot.
"Yes!" Karl said excitedly as he climbed back onto the bed and fell on top of Rick, kissing him deeply.
"I'm so happy it hurts!" Rick said. Karl's face began to screw up indicating he didn't understand. "I'm just really happy." Karl smiled again. "Now I want to give you much pleasure."
"But, you already did!" Karl said with a puzzled look on his face.
"Ohhh Karl. That was only the beginning. The next pleasure is going to be much better." Rick kissed Karl tenderly. "Just lie face down and relax." Karl rolled over and stretched out face down. Rick removed the pillow from under his Karl's head explaining, "You will be more comfortable without that." Rick them swung his leg over Karl and settled down so his nuts were in the small of Karl's back. Rick picked up Karl's left hand and began to massage it slowly. Even though they had showered earlier, the subsequent sexual activity had caused a light coating of perspiration to be appear all over their bodies providing just enough natural lubricating oils to assist an adequate massage. Rick slowly worked his hands up Karl's left arm to his shoulder then moved to Karl's right hand and worked up to his right shoulder. Rick was surprised to find several knots of tension in Karl's shoulders because Karl seemed to be so naturally relaxed. As the tension disappeared from Karl's shoulders, Rick's hands progressed down his spine working the muscles on both sides. Karl was beginning to drift off toward sleep until Rick accidentally touched some ticklish spots and Karl's laughter quickly restored him to an awakened state. Rick slid further down Karl's body so he could work on those delicious gluts. Rick let his thumbs slide into Karl's crack and separate the cheeks then he leaned over and slid his tongue deeper into the crack. He heard Karl gasp and felt him tense up but that was all. Karl did not say a word. Rick continued his massage down each leg. Karl had again begun to dose off, a natural effect of massage. When Rick reached Karl's feet, he lifted the left one and massaged the sole for a few moments then he raised it higher and slid his lips around the great toe. That quickly brought Karl out of his semi-slumbering state.
"Uhhhh" Karl said as he turned his head to see what was causing such an erotic sensation. "Ohh that feels good." And he laid his head back on the bed submissively. Rick continued sucking on each toe of Karl's left foot then did the same to the right foot.
When finished, Rick lowered Karl's right foot and whispered, "Time to turn over, my love." When Karl rolled over Rick could see he had achieved the intended effect. Karl was back to full arousal, his pole standing like steel. Rick continued slowly massaging the front of Karl's legs, gradually working his way toward that pole. Being totally exposed with someone working toward his genitals was so stimulating, there was no way Karl would return to the slumber state he had enjoyed earlier. As Rick reached Karl's groin he reached down under Karl's knees, lifted them into the air and, one at a time, grasped a hand and placed it behind each corresponding knee. Then he pushed on the back of Karl's hands indicating he should pull his knees closer to his chest, which he did. With Karl totally exposed, Rick bent over and stared at Karl's rosebud. It was perfect. It looked pristine with very little short blond hair. Rick moved closer, extended his tongue and licked Karl's cheek just left of the hole. He heard Karl gasp and suck air in between his clenched teet h. Rick wet his tongue again and licked just to the right of the hole. Again Karl inhaled between clenched teeth. It was time for the true test. Could Rick really lick Karl's hole and was Karl ready for it. Rick wet his tongue and slowly and forcefully brushed his flat tongue across Karl's anus. "OOOhhhhhh" Rick heard Karl moan as he considered what he had done. Then he did it again. And again. And again. That was enough. He placed his tongue against Karl's perineum and licked. He continued up and licked Karl's scrotum several times, completely coating it with saliva. From there Rick picked up the pace. He closed his mouth over Karl's glans and quickly deep throated him and withdrew. Next he nibbled lightly on each nipple, just enough to stimulate Karl to a maximum state of arousal. Finally Rick placed his mouth over Karl's mouth which was gaping open gasping for air. When their lips were locked Rick wrapped his arms around Karl and rolled them over until Karl was on top resting between Rick legs. Their lips separated and Karl had a puzzled smile on his face, but a smile never the less.
"Are you ready for more?" Rick asked. Karl shook his head yes. He looked like a small boy who had been told he could pick any toy he wanted. "Okay, lean back on your knees." As Karl did that Rick reached for the small kit on the bedside table and pulled out a condom and tube of water based lube. He held the condom in his right hand while grabbing the corner of the packet in his mouth, tore it open and extracted the latex. When he glanced up at Karl he saw what appeared to be fear. But Karl's cock was still ready for action.
"Do you know what this is for?"
"Ja...Yes!"
"Have you ever done this with a man?"
"Nein...No!" in his nervousness, Karl was momentarily reverting to his native tongue.
"Have you done it with a woman?'
"Y...Yes."
"Good! When we are done you can tell me which is better." Rick said with a chuckle as he placed the condom on his abdomen, added a drop of lube in the middle, and then rolled it onto Karl's eager erection. Rick dropped some lube on Karl's shaft and spread it all over. Then he handed the lube to Karl. "You're ready, now get me ready."
"I...I..." Karl didn't know what to say. He looked down at Rick's anus and hesitated. "But it will hurt?"
"Possibly...at first. But you are worth it. It's okay, Karl, I want you." Rick felt he needed to reassure Karl. "I really want you inside me. But if you don't want to do it I understand." Rick watched the expression of concentration on Karl's face as he debated the situation. Karl turned the tube upside down and squeezed some out onto Rick's anus. It felt cold but stimulating. Karl began spreading the lube around with his middle finger. He looked at Rick questioningly and Rick smiled back approvingly. Karl returned his gaze to Rick's pucker, slid a finger in, stopped and looked at Rick. A smile began to spread across his face that said, 'I did it'. "That's good. Try to get some more lube inside if you can." Karl added more lube. After about a minute Rick asked, "Can you add another finger?" When Karl looked at Rick his face was a picture of concentration. He was really into this. Without a word he added his index finger along side his middle finger. Rick was beginning to feel the pressure of Karl's fingers and decided it was time. "Okay Karl, I'm ready." He handed Karl some tissue from the bed table. After cleaning his hand, Karl took his penis in his right hand to steady it and slowly approached Rick's hole. He glanced up at Rick checking to see if it was still okay and was greeted with a smile. On Karl's first attempt at entry his cock it slid away. They both laughed nervously which provided some comic relief that momentarily broke the tension. The next attempt was more successful. Karl watched as Rick's anus parted under the pressure and began to envelop the head of his cock. He stopped when his glans disappeared and looked up to see Rick's eyes closed and an expression of pleasure on his face. That was all Karl needed. He leaned forward and slowly slid his entire six inches inside a man he met for the first time only that morning. How did it ever get to this point? Once he was completely in, he pulled back and began to thrust urgently.
"KARL!" Rick shouted. Karl froze in mid stroke. "Sloooowly, Karl. Slooowly. Imagine the head of your cock is feeling its way inside me." Karl withdrew slowly and slid back into Rick with more feeling. He began probing with his instrument. Rick made minor adjustments in his position until Karl hit his prostate. Rick had read so much about the pleasure it produced during anal sex and he knew about where it was. "Ahh! That's it. Do that again please." Karl was a very good student; he managed to strike Rick's prostate again. "Yesss! More please." That was all the encouragement Karl needed. He set up a nice, slow, smooth rhythm and soon both men were enjoying each other at the highest level of erotic passion. After about ten minutes of lovemaking Rick could feel his orgasm building. He tried to stop it because he wanted to enjoy being fucked longer. He lost. His cremaster muscle contracted launching his sperm into his cock, down the shaft and out all over his abdomen. It was a mind-blowing orgasm that far exceeded any before it. His sphincter clamped down hard on Karl's cock causing him to explode into the condom inside Rick's body. They both froze while their orgasms played out and then Karl collapsed exhausted on top of Rick. They lay motionless for several minutes enjoying the postorgasmic afterglow.
Rick finally opened his eyes and looked down at Karl. The boy was already asleep with his head on Rick's chest and his leg bent over Rick's abdomen, his lower leg between Rick's legs. Looking between them, Rick noticed Karl's penis was soft as a cooked noodle and the condom was hanging loosely from it. He reached between them, removed the condom, wrapped it in a facial tissue and placed it on the bedside table for disposal later. Karl had not moved. His breathing was slow and deep. Rick could feel Karl's heart beating; their hearts wear beating at the same pace. Although Rick was totally relaxed he wasn't quite ready to sleep because his body clock was still screwed up. As the two men lay together, Rick began to notice and appreciate Karl's scent. It was like perfume in his nostrils. He leaned over and kissed Karl's forehead, concentrating on his taste at the same time. Rick found the sensations amazing. Karl's taste and scent were the same. He never noticed that with his wife; he didn't remember her having much scent or odor at all. Could it be that when two people were meant to be together their physical attraction was a combination of sexual and chemical compatibility? Everything about Karl made Rick feel good. He was both more excited and more relaxed at the same time. So many thoughts and questions kept sweeping through Rick's mind.
Rick awoke with a start. Karl was not there. He felt cold where Karl had been. He noticed a light under the bathroom door. It went out and the door opened. Karl approached and sat on the edge the bed, leaned over and kissed Rick on the lips.
"What...where are you going? What time is it?"
"I must go to work. The time is 0445."
"Ohh." Rick sighed. "Will I see you later?"
"You have not seen all the city. Do you want to see more?"
"Only if you are my tour guide. Yes!"
"Can you meet me at the corner at 1510? I should not come to your room again like I did yesterday."
"Yes." Karl leaned over again and kissed Rick tenderly before standing up to go.
"Until this afternoon. Now go to sleep."
"I'll be there." Karl walked toward the door, stopped and turned around.
"You are much better." he said then left the room. That made no sense; Rick sighed as he closed his eyes and drifted off again.
Rick awoke at 1030, showered, shaved, dressed and went to the hotel cafe for breakfast or lunch, he wasn't quite sure which. His First and Second Officers were there along with several of the flight attendants. It seemed everyone was having a good time seeing the city. Some had been there before and were acting as guides for others. They invited Rick to join them but he declined, saying he had another commitment. Before returning to his room, Rick stopped in the gift shop and purchased a local German newspaper. He wanted to make sure Karl did not see it. Upon walking into his room he was almost knocked over by the strong smell of sex, cum actually, so he opened the window to clear the odor before housekeeping arrived. Then he turned the TV on to a German news station and began trying to read the newspaper. He was amazed at the effect the TV audio and printed word was having on his language memory.
At 1500 Rick was standing on the corner - ten minutes early. Might he be over-anxious? Of course. But who cares. At 1510 he saw Karl exit the hotel and walk toward him. Once he was sure Karl saw him, Rick walked around the corner and waited. When Karl arrived, they casually began walking down the street side by side. Rick had a gigantic struggle to resist grabbing Karl, holding and kiss him, but he succeeded. Karl took Rick to the Deutsches Museum, a marvelous place where they saw exhibits of all kinds of transportation such as automobiles (naturally) and planes. There was even a cutaway of a WW I era submarine. It made Rick happy he was a flyer, not a submariner. After leaving the museum they stopped at a sidewalk cafe for some coffee and traditional 'kuchen.' As they sat talking, Rick noticed Karl's attention focusing on something behind Rick's shoulder. Then Karl was pushing his chair back and standing as a man approached from behind Rick. Rick stood also.
"Rick, let me introduce Diter. Diter, this is Rick." Turning to Rick, Karl said, "Diter and I are old friends and are sharing an apartment. He was the one I called last night." Diter stood about 6' 2" and probably weighed about 195 lb. The hair on his head was black and his eyebrows were heavy and black. He wore a tight, short sleeve pullover shirt that accentuated a well-developed body. His waist and hips were narrow and his legs appeared to be quite powerful. He was a stunning specimen of masculinity. Rick also noticed how Diter's shirt betrayed the presence of a ring in his right nipple.
"I am happy to meet you." Diter said as the two men shook hands. "Karl says you are a very nice man." It was obvious that Diter's ability with English was not very developed, whereas Karl was very good and spoke with little accent.
"Thank you, Diter. Karl is too kind. It is he who is a wonderful person." Rick said as the three men sat down. Diter looked at Karl questioningly and Karl translated what Rick had said. Diter smiled at Rick.
"Rick will it offend you if Diter and I talk to each other for a few minutes, in German? His English is not so good."
"Please, go ahead. I'm not offended. This is your country." Rick said with a smile and a chuckle.
"Thank you, we won't take long." Karl said and then turned to face Diter. "How did you find me here?" Karl began in German.
"I followed you from the hotel. When are you coming home?"
"When I get ready. Why do you need to know, we are not married."
"You slept with him last night, didn't you!"
"So what if I did. It's none of your business. Yes I did."
"At least you have good taste. I'd like a piece of him myself. He's hot. Did he fuck you?"
Karl gave Diter a scornful look. "NO...I fucked him."
"What!" Diter exclaimed in a whisper. "You? I don't believe it! You won't let me fuck you. You won't fuck me. But you go fuck a perfect stranger! How was it?
"None of your business."
I don't understand any of this."
"I'll explain it later. Further more, I'll stay with him tonight if he wants me."
"I'll be home. Call me and tell me what you are doing...please." Diter's tone suddenly changed.
The important part was that Rick understood at least ninety percent of the conversation and could guess about the rest. He kept staring off into the distance trying to act as though the two men and their conversation didn't exist. When Diter stood up, Rick stood to shake his hand and say good-by. As Diter left, Rick could see that Karl was a little upset. He reached across the table and grasped Karl's right hand in a display of public affection that surprised even him.
"Is everything okay? Would you like to go back to the hotel?"
"Everything is fine...no it is not. Yes, can we go to your room?"
They stood, Rick paid the ticket and they walked back to the hotel staying very close to each other and not saying a word. Rick entered the main entrance and Karl went to the staff entrance. Rick arrived at his room less than a minute before Karl and when he saw Karl walking down the hall he opened the door so Karl could walk right in. As the door closed Karl grabbed Rick, wrapped his arms around Rick's neck and hugged him so tightly Rick had difficulty breathing.
Again, Chris' time melts away. He wants to complete this section but the company calls and they need him for a trip immediately. Actually, as Chris looks back at his work he realizes this section is long enough and this is a convenient place to stop. He wanders, why does the story seem so short, compact in his mind yet take so long to develop with a keyboard? He must complete this episode in the next chapter and move on.