Flight Attendant

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After our first night together and the fantastic lovemaking, it took some time for us to be able to be together again. Our schedules couldn't have been more apart! Sometimes we had just a little hour to have some breakfast at the airport. Sometimes not even that. I was missing him like crazy and from what he told me, he was in the same condition. We wanted each other and even if we had, at least, the opportunity to talk over the phone, it was nothing like being physically together.

Although I realized I found some one to really care for, some one I deeply loved, I started to have second thoughts. This was not what I wanted and when we were talking over the phone, I could actually feel Sebastian's frustration as well. We tried to ask for a weekend off. I don't know if it was fate, or just an error of the guys at planning, but we didn't make it. After about six weeks of this I started to think seriously about what we had and what we could expect in the future. If we could not see each other, why would we stick together? I knew I was impatient and thought about what Sebastian said over the phone: "Nothing is definite, not the good things nor the bad things." He was right but you have to understand our love and our relationship were at their very beginning!

One evening, when I just came back from a short flight, I went to sign off. The guy at planning asked me if I could do a replacement on a long haul flight the next day, where I was officially off duty. I quickly checked with what Sebastian's schedule was and agreed to do the replacement as Sebastian was working the following days. I went home and prepared an overnight bag of two days. I tried to reach Sebastian to tell him the change of program, but his phone was not connected, what meant that he was probably flying or sleeping. I sent him a message but had not received any reply when I woke up the next morning.

I went to the airport and signed in as usual. I waited for my colleagues and we went to the gate where our plane was. As we boarded, the pilot came out and said that we would probably have some delay as the co-pilot came flying in just a few minutes ago. We couldn't take off without him. We busied ourselves preparing the plane for boarding. I was in the front galley checking on what the ground personnel had loaded when I felt a little tap on my shoulder. I looked around and there was Sebastian. Suddenly we didn't care if anybody saw us and we threw our arms around each other, kissing like porn-stars! I was so happy to see him and from his reaction, I could say Sebastian was happy, too. When we broke our kiss, we tried to update the other and were babbling incoherent sentences. We had to calm down for a minute. I looked him in the eye and asked him if he had not received my message. He said he didn't even have the time to switch on his phone. He had been contacted by radio and asked if he could do this replacement. As he was about to be promoted as a chief-pilot, he thought it was a good thing to say yes. Another co-pilot who was doing only short flights would replace his scheduled flight of the afternoon. The only thing he managed to say before entering the cockpit was that we wouldn't leave the room at all during the next two days as soon as we arrived at our destination.

I was over excited. My God, six weeks without seeing each other, or almost, and now, totally unexpected we were on the same flight and with a two night stop. The passengers started to board and it couldn't go fast enough for me. I wanted us airborne as quickly as possible and at our destination in less time that was necessary to fly over there. I wanted to serve the meals more than an hour early! I knew that wouldn't help but in my mind it would. I was tempted to go to the cockpit every five minutes, but I knew it was stupid. We had waited for six weeks. A few hours more would not make any difference.

When I heard the pilot say that we were descending to our destination, everything was securely locked up in the galley. My colleague had never seen me work so fast. Normally seen, we sit down and fasten our seat-belts about ten seconds before we touch the ground. I was sitting down and strapped to my jump-seat more than in time. But I knew I had to be professional and show respect and patience with the passengers. I knew that as a purser I was the last one to go off the plane as I had to hand it over to the next crew. The pilot and Sebastian were out of the cockpit while passengers were still going off board. Sebastian mouthed to me in silence that he would wait at the mini-bus that would take us to the hotel. I winked at him, trying to be discreet and not hurrying the remaining passengers. At last everything was done and I stepped out of the plane to join Sebastian. Once I was seated next to him, for my part, time could stand still. I was next to the person I loved most in this world and nothing more mattered to me. As the pilot was superior in grade, he had a room on his own and Sebastian and I were assigned to be "roommates".

We went up to our room and as soon as the door was closed, we were in each other's arms. We kissed as if there was no tomorrow. We undressed as if it was a race. We were not completely laying down on the bed when we had both our first orgasm. Yes, just as the first time we were together at my place! The same scenario was playing. The second orgasm was overwhelming us not even five minutes later. But the heavy workload we both had in the last weeks was getting at us and before the third orgasm we were both sound asleep.

I woke up to Sebastian's arms wrapping me from behind. I moaned at this simple gesture. He asked me very quietly if I was awake and I pushed my ass in his crotch as a matter of answer. That made him giggle. I looked at my watch and saw that we missed the evening meal. As if it was a telepathic wave, Sebastian's stomach growled like a hungry bear. That provoked more than a giggle as we both laughed out loud. We ordered some room service. While waiting we took a shower and served ourselves a drink from the mini-bar. We were updating the other with everything that had happened since our last phone call. Even if we had talked almost every day, Sebastian had a surprise for me:

• I haven't told you yet, but this flight is my final exam flight. That is why the pilot is an officer of higher grade. If I can manage to do a good job, I will have my full wings and be promoted to first pilot on 767 very soon. With supplement training I can hope to fly 747 in less than two years!

I was so proud of him and kissed him as a sign of congratulation. Despite the good news I was wondering if that would allow us to see each other a little bit more and so I asked him.

• Well, he said, we have some opportunities here thanks to the airline company rules. First of all, as first pilot I will have the advantage of being able to choose the flights I want to do. I am sure you can understand I won't be able to be too picky at the start, but I will have a little more freedom than now as a co-pilot. Secondly, as I will qualify for the 767, I won't have short flights anymore. You know that plane is used for middle and long haul flights. You have your license to work on 767, haven't you?

• Yes I have, I answered him.

• So, if we want to fly more often together, it is up to you to ask for exclusively 767 services. With your years of experience and being a purser, I don't think that would be a problem. But ... it doesn't assure us to fly together as the company has more than one 767. Being both qualified for that plane, we would have more chances of flying together.

Just at that time there was a knock on the door and that impersonal call that said "Room Service". I wrapped a towel around my waist and Sebastian went into the bathroom. The bellboy came in, wheeling a cart in front of him and than just stood there. I understood that he was waiting for a tip, but seeing he was not really professional I was inclined to send him away without it. Nonetheless I took my jacket and fished out a few coins. He disappeared with an unhappy look on his face. As he had not even put the things on the small table, I took it on me to do it. Sebastian had found a towel in the bathroom and was now dressed just as I was... if you can call it "dressed". We sat down and dug in. The food was neither good nor bad. It was just ... room service. But as we were both famished, it was all right. Between two mouthfuls, Sebastian went on with the changes that would be involved as soon as he was qualified and titled. It was still hanging in the air, but he was confident enough that he would pass the exam without a problem.

Our meal was finished and I wheeled the cart outside the room. Sebastian was sprawled out over the bed with his hands behind his head. I looked at him and just wondered what I had done to deserve such a gorgeous man in my bed and in my life. The six weeks we hadn't had the chance to meet, or almost, had me thinking. Yes, I knew I fell in love with Sebastian. Yes, I knew I wanted to know him better and better, but I was also decided to be at his side and have a monogamous relationship with him. The only negative point, up till now, was the fact we didn't see each other. I wanted a life with him that was not connected with the jobs we had. I mentioned this to Sebastian and he agreed.

• The jobs we have do not fit in a nine-to-five frame. We knew that when we accepted them. As a matter of fact, we know a lot of relationships of our colleagues end on the cliffs because of that. It is a difficult situation for people who love each other and want to spend a maximum of time together. God, we've seen how the past six weeks have been for us!

I lied down beside him and felt comfortable in his arms with my head on his chest. I just wanted to stay there and not having to get up. I gently played with the hair on his chest and my hand had a will of its own, going over to his nipples and pinching them softly. Even though the pinching was soft, it had its effect on Sebastian. He first just squeezed my shoulders, but soon after that he pressed his body against mine and even pulling me on top of him. I could feel his cock was swelling beneath the towel that was still around his waist. As I was on top, I had the easiest access to him. I started kissing him, softly at first, but Sebastian being who he was, made our kiss growing in passion and strength. Our tongues were soon dueling for supremacy in our mouth. Our hands didn't stay idle. His were on my buttocks, kneading them. Mine were on his nipples, pinching them. We both knew what to do to incite a higher heartbeat, a heavier breathing and the sweat to get out off our pores. Towels were flying through the room and nothing was in our way to enjoy the skin-to-skin contact. Despite the fact we already came twice, our cocks were rock-hard and ready for action again. We rolled over the king- size bed, but our lips were sealed together. Our kisses were passionate and hot. Our chests could almost glide one over the other as we were sweating profusely. It was such a pleasant sensation. We had showered earlier and the sweat was pure and clean. My nostrils were capturing Sebastian's scent and my head was spinning like crazy. That guy intoxicated me to the highest point. I searched his body to find the points that were sweating the most and went to lick them. I loved how my man tasted. I licked his armpits and was overwhelmed by turmoil of all my senses, but above all, I loved and I felt loved. All the sensations in my body were amplified by that feeling. I didn't know which sensation was the strongest. Was it his body scent? Was it his hands that roamed over my bare skin? Was it his cock the dueled with mine? The only thing I knew was that I wanted it all to go on and on. We turned over once more and I was laying on my back with Sebastian body on top of mine. He was kissing and licking every part of my body he could reach. He nibbled at my earlobes and sucked on my collarbone. He softly pinched my over sensitive nipples sending jolts of electricity that exploded in my feet. He licked my navel as if it was the sweetest honey.

Sebastian knew how to bring my body to the edge of a wonderful climax and then withdraw to start it all over again. He actually found pleasure in pleasuring me! He cupped my balls and massaged them tenderly while his lips wrapped themselves around my cock-head. The warmth and the moist of his mouth send new shivers along my spine and exploded in every nerve ending of my body. My breathing was heavy and my vision blurred. I felt as if my heart was going to burst out of my chest. He swirled his tongue over my cock-head and then bobbed up and down on the shaft till his node was buried in my pubic hair. He came slowly up again to catch his breath and dove down till I was buried in his throat. He used a lot of spit to make the gliding even easier. It ran out of the corner of his mouth and wet my pubes, my balls and I could even feel his spit finding its way to my ass. Sebastian's mouth followed his own spit and reached behind my balls, munching on that tender spot between my scrotum and my rosebud. I knew what was coming and prepared myself for his tender assault on my ass. He loved eating out my ass and I loved him doing it. He turned around so we were in a 69 position because he knew me already so well on that point. A 69 of cocks was probably our favorite position and action, but a 69 of asses was the supreme icing on a cake. He leaned over me, straddling my head and went back to suck my cock first. With his strong arms he parted my legs and blocked them with his elbows. I was so exposed and vulnerable, but I loved it with him. He attacked my ass with a newfound energy, pushing his tongue as far up puckered hole as he could. While doing this, he pushed his own ass down on my face. I spread his ass-cheeks wide and French kissed his hole. We held on to it and our tongues were even more active than if we would be talking.

We didn't talk, but it is not that we were in perfect silence. We moaned and groaned, sending vocal vibrations to the parts we were attached to. It is strange how such a small vibrations can provoke so high sensations. We were glued together, mouths on asses, tongues in holes, hands roaming over each other as far as they could reach. Sebastian joined tongue and fingers at my opening. Spit was flowing from his mouth onto his fingers that played with the muscles of my ass. As I was doing the same, both our muscles relaxed and we could penetrate each other easily. I pushed my fingers into him and turned them around inside, in search for his prostate that I found quite quickly. As soon as I touched and massaged his prostate, Sebastian mimicked my action and we were oozing pre-cum to lube up an army! My chest and my stomach were covered with our pre-cum and as he tried subtle movements with his body, Sebastian glided over mine with ease. I stretched his hole open with my fingers and tongue and felt him getting closer to climax. I had to slow down if I didn't want him to come on the spot. Feeling me slowing down, Sebastian turned over once again with the speed of light and kneeled between my spread legs. He didn't need any artificial lube. He just pointed his cock-head right on target and pushed in with one powerful thrust. I thought his cock-head was going to come out of my mouth through my throat. It felt so big and deep inside of me.

That brutal invasion surprised me. I was not expecting it, but nonetheless loved it. Sebastian stood still on his knees between my legs. He gave me some time to catch my breath and recuperate my senses. His eyes were intensely fixed on my face and were radiating love. He stood still as not to hurt me. He was waiting for my sign to go on. He once again thought about my pleasure before his. I looked at him with my heart, showing him how much I loved him and wanted him to go on with his lovemaking. I was on cloud nine and I wanted him with me. I squeezed my ass-muscles and that was enough for him to understand I wanted him to go on. He pulled very slowly out till my sphincter muscle trapped the head of his cock. Then he pushed back in very gently but not stopping before he couldn't go no further. The withdrawing was again excruciatingly slow, but I could feel all the veins in his shaft rubbing my ass-walls. It all felt so hot that I was scared of burning him. Although he went slowly, he was sweating profusely and I felt each sweat drop that felt on my skin as a drop of burning candle wax. But he didn't keep slow! He increased his going in and out motion and with the speed he even reached some spots inside of me that seemed new. He was pounding me in earnest and I stroke my cock to the rhythm of his movements. I knew we wouldn't last long. Our lovemaking was going on for several hours already and we had been on the edge more than once. I felt my juice boil in my balls. I felt that familiar tingling in my nether regions that announced a tremendous orgasm.

Sebastian held on to my ankles and spread my legs as wide as possible. His hips moved at an incredible speed but didn't lose their grace and agility. He looked me in the eyes and knew I was about to come. He relaxed a little as if he was withholding his orgasm. We both moaned really loud and suddenly we simultaneously we yelled out our pleasure while we emptied our balls, Sebastian inside of me and I on my chest and stomach. Powerful spurts came out of our cocks and we both tensed all the muscles of our bodies. We couldn't move. We were paralyzed by the intensity of our climax.

When we were spent, all our muscled relaxed and Sebastian collapsed on top of me. I could feel his heartbeat in his chest just as he felt my heartbeat in mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. Sebastian didn't move. We could have stayed like that during hours. We felt happy. The hectic past weeks asked their toll, and we fell asleep, just like that.

During our sleep we had moved and found our natural position for sleeping. Sebastian spooned me and I felt very content feeling him pressed against my back. I was perfectly at peace and form the soft snoring of Sebastian, I guessed he was as well.

We woke up by the sunshine hitting us on our faces. I turned around and was rewarded by Sebastian's smile. I could easily get used waking up like that. Our lips met and we didn't care about the fact we had not brushed our teeth yet. We got up and went to the bathroom for our morning emergencies. After that we dressed and went down for breakfast. I was once again stunned by what Sebastian could absorb so early in the day. Although we could have spent the day in our room to satisfy our desires, we went out for a walk. Sebastian was his talkative self as usual. He had millions of ideas to have us being together more and each one of his idea was better than the previous one, but none of them was actually in our hands.

Suddenly I heard someone call my name. As I was not in my hometown and not even in my country, I thought someone was calling to another person who happened to have the same name as I have. But the calls went on:

• Jason ... Jason! Wait!

I didn't even looked behind me, but Sebastian did. A guy of our own age soon joined us. As Sebastian had stopped walking, I stopped as well. The guy who joined us was not familiar to me.

• Jason! You don't recognize me? Come on ... don't pull my leg! I am Bobby, Bob Atkinson!

My God! He had changed to the point I wouldn't have recognized him if he had not called out my name. It had been more than twenty years since I last saw him. If my memory was correct, the last time we had seen each other was on graduation day! At that time Bobby was an over weighted guy, with thick glasses on his nose, which didn't let you see his real eyes. The guy who stood in front of me was totally different! A really nice and toned body, broad shoulders, narrow waist, strong legs and no glasses on his nose. You could actually see his eyes that were grayish green. I couldn't believe my eyes.

• My God Bobby! I wouldn't have recognized you. You really got yourself in shape!

He had a bright smile and a sparkle in his eyes. I introduced him to Sebastian and they shook hands. What I hadn't expected was that their handshake was just polite, nothing more. None of both smiled. It was as if a mutual and sudden dislike was born between them. It was so strong that without a word, I could feel that antipathy putting a wall between them. I didn't understand. Without any explanation, Sebastian turned to me saying we would see each other at the hotel and walked away. I called out to him several times, but he didn't turn around.

I told Bobby that I had to go to the hotel. He seemed deceived and asked if we could meet at another moment. We exchanged cell phone numbers and I ran back after Sebastian. When I entered the room, he was sitting on a chair on the balcony. He had a look on his face I had never seen before.

• What happened? I asked him. Do you know Bobby? Has he done anything to you? Why did you suddenly run away? Come on Sebastian, talk to me!

Sebastian looked at the floor. He, who always was so talkative, was suddenly as silent as a graveyard. He was nervous as I saw him twisting his hands together. He was sitting on the edge of the chair and his legs were shaking. He was several times on the verge of starting to talk, but not a word came out of his mouth. I sat in the chair in front of him and took his hands in mine.

• Come on Sebastian, talk to me. You know I love you and nothing or nobody can come in between of us. But if want our relationship to work, there must be communicating. I f we shut up when there is something bothering the other, we won't reach very far! So, please Seb, don't shut me out.

He looked up at my face. What I saw in his eyes was totally new to me. I couldn't define it immediately. It could have been plain hurt or indescribable anger. I couldn't tell. Whatever it was, it affected him to the highest point. He squeezed my hands a few time as if to say, "Bare with me". I loved him enough to have the patience till he would start to speak. He took his time.

• I am not really proud of what I am about to tell you.

He made a pause.

• I know Bobby. I haven't seen him in a very long time. I hadn't even recognized him, till he said his name. Apparently he hadn't recognized me either, till you introduced me to him. We shook hands as if we were on autopilot, but we didn't really want to... We used to live next door to each other. You know how he was. Unattractive would be an understatement. We were on a polite, almost friendly basis because we were neighbors, but I was not inclined to become really friends with him. One night I came home after partying with some friends and I was more than wasted. I don't even remember how I got home. I was that drunk that instead of trying to open my door, I was fumbling with my keys at his door. He heard someone was trying to get into his house and without fear he opened the door. When he saw the pity state I was in, he actually helped me. He took the keys from my hand, opened my door and helped me in. He led me to my room and I fell on my bed. Bobby took off my shoes and socks. He needed all of his strength to lift me to take off my jacket, my sweater and my shirt. I felt his hands on y body and started go get quite horny. I didn't do anything to stop him undressing me. He was just trying to get me comfortable in my bed, and I was playing with him. I suspected him to have a crush on me since quite some time. In my drunken state I started to play with his feelings and behaved in a seductive way. I touched him insistently and even grabbed him in his crotch. At one point I pulled on his arm and being stronger than he was at the time, he fell on the bed next to me. He tried to get up, but I didn't let him. I even kissed him and that was when he gave up fighting. We had sex and as soon as I shot my load, I fell asleep.

Sebastian paused again. I could tell the worst had still to come. It was just an intuition, but I knew that my intuitions almost always were right.

• The next morning I woke up and Bobby was snoring next to me. First I didn't even realize it was him. I thought that I had invited one of my drink buddies over. When I realized I was naked and he was as well, I panicked. I panicked to the point of getting very angry. Being as stupid as I was at that time, I didn't even ask him how he had gotten in and what he did naked in my bed.

He paused again and asked me to not hold anything against him, whatever he was going to tell. I promised him I wouldn't. I just asked him to be completely honest with me. He said he would, but that I would probably not like at all what was coming.

• I actually started yelling at him and pushing him out of my bed. I cursed him and called him all kind of names, except nice ones. I didn't even give him a chance to dress. I grabbed his clothes and pushed him towards the door. I opened it and threw him out like he was garbage, telling him to never talk to me again in his life, that there was not a chance in the world he would be able to seduce me with his looks. I smacked the door close. I had a serious hangover. The only way I thought of getting rid of it was to have a good drink and in no time I was wasted again. I went to my room and fell on the bed and slept more than twenty-four hours. When I woke up, I didn't remember a thing! It was more than a week later that I crossed Bobby coming out of his place. He didn't say a word to me and that was when everything came back to my memory. I wanted to apologize, but I was to proud to do so. When I found the nerve to go over to him to say I was sorry, he was gone and I haven't seen him again since then.

Sebastian was silent. I was speechless because what he just told me was totally not him the way I knew him. I didn't know what to say or how to react. This was something I would never thought he would be capable of. I saw a silent tear coming out of his eyes.

• If you want to leave now, I won't do anything to keep you here. I will understand. It's part of the price I will have to pay for an error in the past.

I got out of my chair and kneeled in front of him, holding his hands with even more strength.

• I am not going anywhere Sebastian. I love you and even if the alcohol is no excuse, it is maybe an explanation. It all happened a long time ago and you are not the person you described anymore. You are right. What you did was not nice at all and quite a lot of people would despise you for what you did. I can't despise you because I love you. I also noticed that today you never go beyond two drinks. I guess you learned your lesson. There is only one thing that could make me love you even more. Bobby gave me his number and I want the two of you to meet again. It would be nice, even after all these years that you apologize to him.

Sebastian looked at me and I saw that sparkle of love again in his eyes.

• You are incredible, he said. After what I just told you, you still tell me that you love me. How can I deserve someone like you?

. I'll tell you why you deserve me if you can tell me how I deserve you. The first thing I want from my man is that he is honest with me. I can imagine how hard it has been for you to tell me this story. You are honest with me and that's the first pillar of confidence we need to build something serious. We all did things in our past that we are not proud of. You just had the guts to tell me. Thank you.

We fell in each other's arms. Sebastian kissed me feverishly. He then looked in my eyes and asked me to call Bobby and invite him for dinner. I didn't give him time to think it over and fished my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed Bobby's number. He answered immediately. I invited him for dinner and his first question was of course if Sebastian would be there as well. I told him yes and that it was even Sebastian's idea to invite him. Bobby was silent for a moment. He was clearly thinking it over and was hesitating in accepting the invitation. I told him he would not regret it and he finally accepted to meet at the restaurant in front of our hotel.

We dressed and crossed the street at seven o'clock sharp. We entered the restaurant and Bobby was waiting for us at the bar. I hugged him, but he refused to hug Sebastian. It was understandable. I ordered some drinks while we were waiting to be seated. There was an awkward silence and I pushed Sebastian to open his mouth. He looked at Bobby and started to talk, apologizing and asking for forgiveness. When he was finished, Bobby had a little smile on his face.

• Actually, I have to thank you, he said.

Sebastian and I were stunned. We had expected anything except a "Thank You". Just at that time the waiter came to us to lead us to our table. Once we were seated and ordered, Bobby started again.

• Yes indeed, I have to thank you. Oh sure, that morning, when you threw me out, I was hurt. I had helped you to get to bed, you took advantage of the fact I had a crush on you and insulted me and called me all kind of names. Some of those names I didn't even know. But in between of all of this, you made me realize a few things. First of all that I had to change my looks. Secondly that I didn't have to help if I was not asked to. And finally that my happiness should not depend of others, but only of me. Those were the three hardest lessons you taught me in less than five minutes. So, I took my life in my own hands. I moved and started a brand new life. I was going to the gym five days a week. I had appointments with doctors and nutritionists. I called in the help of a psychologist and here I am. Seven years, eight month and twenty-four days later, facing you and thanking you for helping me improving my life. Yes, I remember that day as if it was yesterday. The chubby me has gone and I have a six-pack to prove it. The insecure guy is gone as I am sitting here saying thank you. I have a life of my own where the most important person is me. I am happy because I learned to love myself. It took me time, but I succeeded. I can face the world without fear. For all that, I say "Thank You Sebastian". I owe you!

With those words, Bobby got up and went over to Sebastian and planted a full kiss on his lips. Sebastian was flabbergasted and I could only smile. Bobby had just taught him his lesson.

From there on, the evening was slowly getting pleasant. Sebastian was still looking at Bobby in disbelief. After the coffee we didn't order any drinks. I paid the bill and we went out and walked through the town. The weather was fantastic and almost hot although it was already eleven o'clock. Sebastian and I didn't want to have a late night as we had our flight the following morning. Bobby went with us to the hotel and said goodnight before we got in. We promised to keep in touch and have other nights as pleasant as this one.

Once in the room, we showered and were soon asleep.

Far too early we were woken by the alarm clock. We showered again, shaved, dressed and had breakfast before joining the others in the lobby of the hotel. Sebastian was at the commands as it was his last exam flight. He took us up to thirty thousand feet in no time and once we reached our destination, he landed the heavy plane as if it was a toy.

The hectic schedules made us being apart more than we wanted. Sebastian had of course his title of first pilot and, as he had suggested, I had asked and received the exclusive 767 services. The guys at planning had somewhere discovered we were an item and one of them did a pretty good job to have us flying together more and more. It was not yet what we wanted, but we were getting there.

It was almost a year since we had had our first night together. I have to admit I loved my pilot more each day. We were still frustrated with our schedules although there was a clear improvement. The days we didn't have to fly, we were at Sebastian's place or mine. It was during one of those nights that Sebastian asked me if it wouldn't be easier to give up one of our places and have just one for both of us. He said that having the same official address, we would probably enjoy the same advantages as the married couples. During the following weeks we looked into it with the human resources office and what Sebastian thought was true. As his place was better located and even a little bigger, we decided I would move in with him. The only thing I had to do was finding a new tenant for my condo, as it was the only way I could stop my lease without having to pay a penalty.

The day we moved my stuff we had the surprise visit of Bobby. We had been in contact over the phone and computer on a weekly basis. He came over without warning us. He stood on the doorstep of my condo when we came out with a load of boxes. Bobby didn't hesitate a moment to help us, and everything was moved a lot faster than what we had originally thought. When the last box was in Sebastian's place, Bobby asked why I had left my condo. We told him our decision to live together to benefit the advantages at our job. He then asked if my condo was already leased again. I told him it wasn't and he said he was interested, as he needed a new place. He was heaven sent.

I went back to my old place with Bobby. Sebastian wanted to sort some things out to make some space in the closet for me. Bobby looked over my condo and was more and more interested. I had left some of my old furniture and he was ready to take it over, as he didn't have a lot of things of his own. I gave him a copy of the contract I had with the landlady and told him she had decided to not raise the rent.

• I'll take it, Bobby said, if you can allow me to pay your furniture in several times. I just started a new job and for the first six months the pay will not be that high. I promise you to pay you as soon as I get my paycheck each month.

I would have left the furniture for free if he asked me, but knowing Bobby, he would not have accepted it. I put a ridiculous low price on it and we shook hands to seal the deal. The rent was paid till the end of the month anyway, so I gave him the keys and called the landlady to tell her the good news. She was thrilled that she didn't have to do anything in the condo and that she didn't have to search for a new tenant herself.

Bobby was thrilled as well as he had been afraid of having to sleep in the streets!

We went back to what was now not only Sebastian's place, but mine as well. He had done a great job while we were away. I had now sufficient space for my clothes and even on the shelves he made space for my books and CD's. He had unpacked several of the boxes and left the ones he didn't know what I wanted to do with. He had even found the time to prepare some food.

He and Bobby had made peace about what happened several years ago and it was nice to see that forgiveness is a great thing. Bobby sometimes had it difficult because the crush he had on Sebastian so many years ago, was not gone completely. He talked about it and admitted his problem was double. First was his crush on Sebastian, but then he had learned to appreciate me and felt attracted as well. He always said he would not come in between of us because he had too much respect for people who were involved together. He said he didn't want to do something that he wouldn't want people to do to him. We all three appreciated his position and were building a nice friendship. In the intimacy of our bedroom, Sebastian had admitted that Bobby was really attractive and even said that if we were not an item, he would probably chase after Bobby. Sincerity was our number one priority since the day we met Bobby again. I wanted to be as honest to Sebastian as he had been with me. Therefor I admitted I was in the same position. Bobby was indeed a very attractive guy and we were both surprised he had not a boyfriend. With his current looks, he could probably have any guy he wanted. Ok, he was shorter than most guys but that was what made him attractive, at least to me.

Time flew by like always. Sebastian and I were settled and had now most of our flights together. I was in heaven and if Sebastian's smiles were any indication, he was thrilled as well. For about three months we had not heard anything form Bobby. We joked about it, supposing he had found his Mr. Right. I called him several times, but it always went over on voice-mail. Till one night, as we were just coming back from the airport, Bobby was sitting on the floor at our door. We could easily see he had been crying. He was a mess and when he saw us, he got up and threw himself in my arms, sobbing as if someone had died. Sebastian opened the door and dropped our bags at the entrance. I was still standing outside with the sobbing Bobby in my arms. I told him to come in and tell us what was going on.

Bobby needed quite some time to spill out why he was in that state. He had indeed met someone and had fallen in love, but the feelings were not reciprocated. The other guy had used him to get off the streets as his ex-boyfriend had thrown him out. The guy was taking advantage of everything and everyone. He had pretended to fall in love with Bobby and they even had sex quite a few times, but as soon as the guy had found a better place to stay, he had left Bobby without a word of explanation. Bobby was not na•ve, but had fallen for the guy and now he was devastated. He was angry with himself for not seeing what was exactly going on. Unconsciously he had not come with the guy to visit us, because somewhere, deep inside of him, he knew it was not worth it. He had fallen in love but was not convinced we would approve. He felt so guilty for all what happened. He took the blame completely on him and even found excuses for that guy who was clearly a scrounger.

Bobby was seated between Sebastian and me. We both had an arm around him and tried to make him see he was not guilty of anything except doing the best he thought. I looked over at Sebastian and he nodded. We often didn't need any words to understand each other. We invited Bobby to spend the night as he was in no state to be on his own. What he needed was a little care and understanding. As it was a Friday night, we knew we would have him over for the weekend and that would give us time to talk some sense in his head.

I ushered Bobby to the bathroom and gave him a fresh towel so he could have a shower and wash the bad memories away. While he was in the shower I helped Sebastian in the kitchen and had a quick talk about what to do. The guest-room was available and I went to make up the bed. Bobby came out of the bathroom with just his towel around his waist. I have to admit I looked him over more than once and so was Sebastian. He had indeed done a beautiful job at the gym. We had never seen him with so few clothes on him, if you can call a towel clothes. He was naturally smooth and he had been sunbathing, as his skin was a nice honey color. It seemed he didn't want to put on the only clothes he had on him when arriving, so I went to our bedroom and came back with a T-shirt and some boxer shorts. He didn't hesitate to drop the towel in front of us and we had a nice view of his melon shaped buttocks. I nice small triangle of white flesh indicated he was not sunbathing naked.

While the meal was on the stove, Sebastian went to the bathroom and came back in almost the same attire as Bobby. I felt overdressed and took my turn in the shower. When I came back in boxer briefs and T-shirt, the other two were seated at the dinning room table, waiting for me to start our meal.

Bobby relaxed a little while he was eating. He seemed famished as he ate almost double of what Sebastian and I had absorbed. He was the first one to get from the table and collect the plates to take them to the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher. As it was getting late, I showed him to the guestroom while Sebastian switched off the light and joined me in bed in our bedroom. As usual, after a long flight, we fell almost immediately asleep as to regain energy for the morning for some hot lovemaking.

In the middle of the night I woke up to an unfamiliar sound and was immediately awake with wide- open eyes. Bobby stood at my side of the bed with tears in his eyes and just said:

• I had a nightmare! Can I sleep with you guys?

Sebastian was spooning me and I had to push him backwards a little as to make some space for Bobby. He lied down with his back to me so that I was spooning him. I felt his whole body shaking and I wrapped my arms around him to make him feel safe. He soon relaxed and the sound of his regular breathing told me he was asleep. It took me a while longer.

When I woke up again, the sunshine was overflowing our bedroom. I was not fully aware that the guy I was holding in my arms was Bobby. I was not that awake. I let my hands roam over his body and soon felt his hard-on. That's when I realized it was not Sebastian! The manhood I was holding was smaller than Sebastian's, but equally hard as stone. When I realized it, I had already stroked it several times up and down. Bobby had woken to my ministrations and was moaning. He turned around and kissed me square on the lips, pushing his tongue in my mouth. He, too, realized I was not who he expected to be immediately and had his hands already on my morning wood. We opened our eyes at the same time and the memories of the night before came back like a hammer on a nail. We withdrew our hands and looked at each other and what I saw in Bobby's eyes was pure terror. I could actually feel his thoughts. He was thinking that we had opened up our house, our bed and our arms and he had trespassed in our intimacy blatantly. I didn't want him to feel bad about it. I took his face in both my hands and pressed my lips to his and kissed him with a tender loving care. His tensed body relaxed with this and he slightly opened his lips. I took the opportunity to let my tongue slip into his mouth. How could something, that felt so right, be wrong? I let my tongue explore his mouth and get acquainted with his. Both were playing together and the urgency got stronger. Before we knew it, our kiss became passionate. I felt Sebastian's hands roam over my body and knew he was awake. He propped himself on an elbow and looked at us kissing without stopping caressing me.

We had talked about this and decided we wouldn't initiate anything, but if it happened we would follow the flow. Sebastian crawled over me and joined us in our kiss. It was a very erotic sensation. Our three mouths were so close together and our tongues were playing with an undeniable pleasure. Our horniness and sexual needs grew by the minute. Our morning woods were soon purely sexual and the heat of our bodies mingled with the others. Sebastian was the first to break the kiss and travel down to where Bobby's and my crotch were pressed together. He pushed us slightly apart but our cocks were still touching each other. Sebastian didn't mind as he opened his mouth wide and engulfed them both at the same time. The warmth of his mouth, the moist of his tongue and the huge amount of spit he was producing, made it all seem so easy. Bobby and I started to pump our hips together and Sebastian took it all. Bobby was playing with my hair with his left hand and with his right he caressed Sebastian's head. I had my hands on his face and chest and pinched his nipples softly. That made him moan even more.

All our feelings were in overload. Lovemaking with Sebastian was very satisfactory, but the added presence of Bobby gave it a new dimension. Having two hands roaming over your body is nice. Having four hands roaming over your body made it just exquisite. Feeling a mouth over your cock is fantastic, but when at the same time it rubs against another cock, it is even better. Sebastian was trying to give Bobby as much pleasure as possible and when he let go of both our cocks, he went to suck on Bobby's balls. Bobby was squirming and trashing. It was clear he enjoyed Sebastian's attention. I got up on my knees and fed my cock to Bobby who eagerly took it and sucked on it with a feverish energy. While he was sucking his fingers found their way to my puckered hole and I could feel a soft penetration of his middle finger. He pushed it in and found my prostate that he rubbed, knowing the effect it would have on any man. I oozed even more pre-cum and that was clearly Bobby's purpose. He pushed and rubbed a second finger into my ass while Sebastian was munching on that tender flesh between balls and ass. Bobby's moaning sent vibrations through my whole body and my toes were curling in an almost painful spasm.

When Sebastian's tongue reached Bobby's rosebud, things got really wild. Our actions became stronger and with more energy. Sebastian could feel Bobby's reactions and soon spooned him with his cock in Bobby's crack that was over lubricated with Sebastian's spit. I could see Sebastian was about to enter Bobby. I came down and pressed my back to Bobby's chest. Of course, in this position, my rosebud was directly in Bobby's crotch and he understood the idea. With his manhood he covered my ass with his pre-cum. When Sebastian pushed his cock-head into his ass, Bobby was inevitably pushed forward and entered me easily. Sebastian and I were lying there, perfectly still. It was Bobby's hip's movement that gave us pleasure to all three of us. His hours at the gym paid off! He had an agility in his hips that was not common at all. He knew exactly when to push inside of me and when to withdraw so that neither his cock, nor Sebastian's, would slip out of the hole they were in.

With his pumping, Bobby was bringing us all to the verge of a tremendous climax. I could feel my own juices preparing themselves to spurt out. I heard Sebastian's breathing getting very heavy what always was indicating he was about to come as well. I could feel Sebastian had his arms wrapped around Bobby's chest and Bobby did the same to me. I grabbed his hands and squeezed them to the rhythm od his pumping. But Bobby had another idea as one of his hands travelled downwards and grabbed my cock. His hand on my manhood was electrifying and I ejaculated as soon as he started to stroke me. That provoked a contraction of my ass muscles and that sent Bobby to an orgasmic height. I felt the throbbing of his cock in my ass as he unloaded his juice. It automatically made his ass- muscles spasm as well and sending Sebastian over the edge, filling Bobby's ass with his semen. Bobby didn't stop moving till he was completely spent.

We stayed like that for several minutes, coming back from our orgasmic height, catching our breath and let our heartbeats come down to normal. No one talked as we were trying to assimilate what had happened. It was only about a few minutes later that Bobby said, almost laughing:

• Guys, I have to get up. I have to empty my bladder if we don't want to have a huge mess in the bed!

We disentangled and Bobby almost crept over me to get out of the bed and into the bathroom. While he was gone, I turned towards my lover.

• Are you all right with what happened? I asked.

• Yes, as long as you are as well, he answered.

We turned towards each other and our lips met. We kissed passionately and I knew everything was ok with Sebastian. I was ok as well. The lovemaking with Bobby in our bed had been wuite satisfactory. I didn't regret what we had done for an instant.

When after about five minutes Bobby was not back in bed, we wondered what happened. We soon got the answer as the smell of fresh coffee hit our nostrils.

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