HECK by Mike Austin
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The weeks passed and the three men met for Sunday breakfasts or lunch every week since the party. Jack's work at the airfield was going well and he was making decent money both from Mr. Waller, the airfield owner and as a good mechanic from some of the plane owners themselves. He worked very hard all week and looked forward to Sunday with the guys. And on the days they ate at Tia's, getting to see Rico. One June Sunday, Tia's was even more decorated than usual with colored streamers and a huge banner that read "Happy Birthday Rico". The guys were shocked as Tia approached their table to get their order, exclaiming they had no idea it was Rico's birthday. She announced it was his 18th birthday on Monday, but they were having a party Sunday night for the family as the restaurant was the biggest place they had. She invited them and they accepted. The guys spent the day getting a set of gifts together.
Rico was overwhelmed by the number of guests and the many and varied gifts. From shirts and cologne to cash and gift cards, some handmade table accessories to funny colored pages by his younger cousins and of course a giant birthday cake from Tia. The party ended at 10pm and as Rico was busy loading the party gifts in his truck, Jack approached and shook the young man's hand with renewed birthday wishes and an offer to take him up for a plane ride anytime he was free and interested. Rico thanked him, held his hand longer than he might have otherwise and accepted the plane flight eagerly, asking when it was practical, given both their work schedules? Jack suggested the coming Friday afternoon if he could get off work at Tia's about 4, giving them ample flight time around the área. Later, Rico called to confirm Friday.
Jack was able to use Mr. Waller's vintage Aero-Commander 500S, anytime he wanted, just for the cost of fuel, since it didn't get taken up very often these days. Young Rico arrived at 4:20 that Friday, excited for his first plane flight. Jack covered some safety basics and helped get Rico settled in the co-pilot seat, cinching him securely with the seat belt. Jack's close face to face proximity led to him kissing Rico there in the cockpit and Rico responded with passion and produced an aching hardon, they would remedy after the flight. Jack started both piston engines and slowly taxied out of the hangar to the end of the runway, he grinned at Rico who looked tense but excited and nodded his way. Jack throttled up the engines, kept the brakes set, the plane was tugging for flight as the engines whined alive now, ready to pounce. Jack gave Rico one more look and glanced at his crotch to see Rico's hardon, then shoved the throttles forward and the "500" began a roll, faster and faster to V-1 and the nose gear lifted skyward, followed by the wing wheels and they were flying. Rico's white-knuckled grip on the armrests relaxed some and he was transfixed, staring out the side and forward windows and at Jack then repeating the entire search. They flew out over the Gulf, over the bays, around Corpus Christi and over parts of the King Ranch before returning to the airfield and making a perfect landng. As Rico identified different places along their flight plan, he grew more and more at ease and excited about flying and even asked Jack if he could give him flight lessons. Once back in the hangar, Jack again took Rico's head in his hands and kissed the latino hottie; feeling Rico's crotch swell and respond. He took Rico to the bunkhouse, undressed him, they showered and returned to the twin bed and proceded to fuck that tight Rico tail to orgasm. Rico admitted to blowing his older brother for the last year or so, when he didn't have a date or Ali's girlfriend wouldn't put out. Then admitted to Jack being his first fuck. Jack admitted that Rico was an all round perfect bottom and was built to be fucked 24x7. Rico beamed and wanted to blow Jack. Afterwards they dressed and headed to Heckman's, to find Heck had already left for the day. They needed to eat and Jack offered to take Rico to Ducky's Café as a change from his aunt's menú. Rico jumped at the idea and they headed down hwy 77 to the café, ordered burgers, fries and sweet teas and ate, watching the world fly by outside. Rico said he saw a lot of hot guys at the Super 8, but he'd never had the nerve to approach any of them. Jack admitted wondering the same about the "8" but didn't want to risk getting caught, busted and losing his gig at the airfield. They nodded and finished their meals then left. Jack returned to his palce and Rico headed to Tia's to help clean up and tell anyone who'd listen about his awesome birthday flight. Driving back, Jack reflected on Rico's perfect tight ass and that awesome muscled sweet ring that felt so great locked around his dick. Jack scratched the outline of his dick and felt it respond. He arrived, found 3 plane owners prepping their planes, visited with them and took copies of their flight plans, went to file them in the office and watched the first owner swing his classic Cessna 140, swerve its lightweight tail gear around, smoke a bit then rev to full throttle and slowly roll along the runway. As was typical of those tail-wheeled planes, the ass end usually was ariborne before the cockpit. Jack continued watching it and waved at the owner as the 140 soared skyward, midway along the runway beside the field office. Jack admired those old planes and was always happy to work on them. The next owner had a newer Cessna 172 with a tricycle type wheel setup. The perky plane was faster than the 140 and rolled fast and light down the runway, was aloft in minutes and did wing side to side waves then disappeared. The last owner of the day had a wonderful Beech Bonanaza with its sweet V-tail. The owner was taking his wife and another couple to San Antonio for the weekend. The guys were handsome in their 50s with grey hair. The wives were pretty but overly dressed for the flight.
The field grew quiet once again. Jack stood in the steady breeze, listened to the traffic on the nearby hwy and again scratched his crotch, knowing he was near a major J/O session. He stripped, stretched out on the bed, lay in the puddle of Rico's cum from being fucked earlier, swiped it and sucked his fingers then began the dick torment and edging he enjoyed so much. After an hour of tease and pause tease and pause the edging won out and he needed to empty his swollen balls as he had in Rico earlier. The volume of cum always amazed Jack, as it coated his chest, abs, upper thighs, hand and arm. He licked, it tasted starchier than usual. That was good and he drifted off to sleep.