Thanks again to all who are writing and telling me that they like the story-("Nick" likes it too) I debated for a while about continuing this series, but everyone said they want more so here ya go.
Nicky.. as always.. Love ya.
Nick and Jonathan Chapter 15
Taking a deep breath, Nick entered the jet, feeling like a man about to see his life for the first time. His mind still whirling trying to accept all of the changes and information thrust upon him in the last 10 minutes made him almost slightly dizzy. He glanced around the huge 747-700 not knowing where to go.
"Come on babe" said Jonathan, taking Nick by the hand, "I'll give ya the tour".
They started towards the front entering through a door made of deep dark wood. They entered a lounge type area with a bar, chairs and tables. A large screen TV sat in one corner. It reminded Nick of a smaller version of the Gulfstream Jet.
"Wow" said Nick.
"Yeah, not too shabby" said Jonathan. Walking behind the bar he pulled a small split of champagne from the fridge. Popping the cork softly he poured out two glasses, handing one to Nick.
"Here you go babe. You look like you could use this" he said.
"Thanks man.. I think I could" Nick said Taking Nicks' hand he led him across the cabin thru another door leading off into a bedroom. Here again a King size bed done this time in blue and gold was in the area. A small couch and a couple of chairs were in the room as well. A large chest of drawers was in one corner. They walked thru another door back into the corridor leading towards the rest of the plane. Modeled after the suite in St. Thomas, the cabin space was broken up into a living room area, with a wall separating it from a dining room. Artwork hung on the walls, tables and chairs were tastefully scattered about the area, Indirect lighting came from the ceiling casting a soft glow. Going down a hallway, Jon opened a set of doors to show him the "office". Here a large walnut desk was in the rear of the office, a computer on top of it. In back was a credenza with a set of twin laptops. Next to the desk was a large wooden rack with several printers on it. There was room for a small bar, conference table, couch,end tables, lamps and three chairs in the office. Connecting to the office thru yet another door was a modest conference room. Nick counted seating for 12. Going out the front door of the conference room they were back in the main corridor. In the rear of the plane down the hallway, the rest of the plane was given over to seating space for about 50 all in plush leather chairs.
Going to the upper cabin Nick was amazed to see more of the same, including a small chandelier hanging from the top of the cabin. It was like a whole house had been mashed between a set of wings. Jonathan continued back downstairs and then to the lower level of the plane that would normally be cargo. This area had been remodeled as well. The first third of the front area was a well equipped galley. Anthony, dressed in an apron, was busy making breakfast.
"Hey Guys," said Anthony "What do you feel like? Anything special?"
Jonathan looked at Nick who was still looking bewildered.
"How about a large garbage omelet?" said Jonathan.
"Garbage?!?!" smirked Anthony. He waved a large carving knife in their general direction. "Out of my galley. That's a western omelet to you. Topside 15 mins."
Beating a hasty retreat laughing all the way, Jonathan led Nick further back into the plane where an area had been designed in to a work out area, with treadmills, stationary bikes and a universal station. A TV hung from the one wall .
"How can you have something that heavy on the plane?" asked Nick, walking over to the weights.
"The total weight on it is about only about 2 and a half tons. The plane is designed to carry 400 people and luggage . That's about 50 tons . Piece of cake."
Going on into the tail section of the plane , Jon flipped a switch on the wall. Lights and sounds suddenly exploded from the room. There were 12 different video games all warming up.
"Something to do to keep me from getting bored. But now that you are here..." said Jonathan
"Horny bastard" said Nick
"Yup, that's me" said Jonathan, pulling Nick to him and giving him a deep kiss. Nick's mouth opened to receive Jonathan's tongue as his arms wrapped themselves around Jon's body. His cock started to swell in his shorts and he pushed it against Jonathan's body, feeling a large lump growing there.
Breaking the kiss, Jonathan fondled Nicks swelling cock.
"We'll have to take care of that after breakfast babe." he started. "No time for that now."
Nick just moaned as Jonathan ran his fingers over the hard shaft thru the fabric.
"You call me a horndog" Jonathan said happily as he kissed Nick again. "Come on , lets go back upstairs."
"Oh man, that is not funny" said Nick trying to rearrange himself in his shorts.
Jonathan wrapped his arm around Nick's waist and kissed him again as they walked back towards the stairs. "Don't worry babe it won't take long".
Chapter sixteen The enormity of the whole thing finally began to sink into Nick.
"You live on this thing?" asked Nick.
"Yeah for the most part" Jonathan replied. "I mean I've got a house in South Carolina, but I'm more comfortable here."
While they were wandering about the plane, one of the flight staff came up to them and handed Jonathan a portable phone. Nick was surprised to note the young man was dressed in jeans sneakers and a t-shirt.
"Hi Boss" said Capt. Hendrickson over the phone. "We have clearance anytime you want to take off. We'll have a head wind, so flight time to Denver is about 6 hours".
"Ok,": said Jonathan. "Rock and Roll".
"10-4.:" the captain replied. "Oh yeah Jon.. From all of us on the flight deck... Congrats.. I think you two look great together".
"Thanks Don". said Jonathan, blushing slightly.
Handing the phone back to the man, Jonathan introduced Nick to the man.
"Nick, this is Brandon. He is in charge of the "house crew" as I call them". said Jonathan
"Hey man" said Brandon. "Welcome aboard. We'll do everything to make you as comfortable as possible. Just let me or any of my staff know and we'll get it done for you"
"Ok uhmm thanks dude" said Nick hesitantly.
Over the PA system came the voice of Anthony in a most proper British tone
"Get your bloody asses up to the topside lounge. Breakfast is ready and I don't want it to get cold"
"Oh boy" said Jonathan a laugh escaping his lips, " lets go. He is in one of his moods."
Laughing and running up the stairs, the two found the table laid out for two, a carafe of Orange Juice, Pineapple Juice, and a covered set of silver trays.
"About time" groused Anthony, but unable to keep the frown on his face.
"Sorry, was taking the tour around" said Nick a little shyly..
"Not to worry Nicholas, you will find that my humor is a bit on the strange side." said Anthony. "I am here along with my wife Karen for anything you need. We will help you get settled in to this flying crate soon enough. We can tell you some stories about Jonathan there to keep you in stitches"
"YO!" said Jonathan turning a brilliant shade of red "Breakfast please?!"
Laughing, Anthony pulled the covers off revealing a very large western omelet to which he carved into two pieces, placing then on china plates. To this he surrounded the omelets with home fries, and fresh fruit. He placed a plate before each of them.
"It will take me a little while to know what you like and don't" said Anthony talking to Nick. "If there is anything you don't like or want something special, just let me know."
"Oh man, this looks great! Thanks" said Nick happily.
"Your welcome." said Anthony, disappearing out the door.
As the two began eating, the roar of the engines increased as Renaissance rolled down the runway, gathering speed and launching itself into the sky. Looking out the windows the shimmering sunlight reflected off of the crystal blue waters of the ocean.
"My God that is pretty " said Nick.
"Yup yup" said Jonathan. "Nothing like it."
"So where we headed?" asked Nick
"Well, that's kinda up to you." Said Jonathan with a serious look on his face. "We are headed in the general direction of Denver. I figure there is something you have to do, I mean I can't just kidnap ya can I? Your parents at least need to know what's going on, or some of it."
"Yeah you're right." said Nick with a sigh. Putting down his fork he stood up and walked over to the window and sat in a chair, looking out. " I need to tell them a lot I think. I'm tired of it all man. I'm gonna tell them everything."
Turning in his chair he faced Nick, who continued to look at the island getting smaller in the distance.
"Everything babe?" he said quietly. "You sure?"
"Yeah I think so Jon" Nick replied. Turning he looked at the person who had finally shown him what love was.
"Fuck it. I know so. I don't care any more."
A discreet knock at the door was followed by Brandon entering with another phone, this time a satellite phone.
"Sorry to interrupt, but you got a freaked out security dude on the line" said Brandon.
"Oh Damn" said Jonathan. " I forgot to tell him what's going on"
Nick looked at Jonathan with curiosity in his eyes. As Jonathan talked on the phone Brandon came over and spoke with Nick.
"So, how do you like the place?" he asked.
"It is incredible" said Nick. "I never imagined something like this could exist"
"Well, I know what you mean" said Brandon with a smile. "It is kind of a dream come true for me too. I mean I am in charge of the staff on the plane with the exception of the flight crew and Anthony and Karen. It is sort of like being the General Manager of a flying hotel. More then I could ever ask for."
"Really?" said Nick puzzled. "How many people are on the plane?"
"It varies" said Brandon. "Sorta depends on what mood the Boss is in. It ranges between 5 and 20. All a matter if he is giving a party or flying to someplace half way around the world or to Vegas cuz he is bored. I oversee the business staff to the catering staff and two housekeepers."
"Oh my God" said Nick softly.
"Hey man, it's kewl." said Brandon, putting a hand on Nicks shoulder. "We are all really excited for Jonathan, and you too. He has talked a lot about you the last month. We all knew that something was gonna happen between you two. I'm really glad it working out. He needs someone. Been a long time for him since he has been really happy."
"How long have you been with him?" asked Nick.
"A little over two years." said Brandon. "He hired me right out of Johnson and Wales. Paid me to go back and get a masters degree. Never told me what I was going to be doing. Only told me that I get my degree, that I would be doing something that I would love so much I would never want to leave and that I would be paid well for it. He wasn't kidding".
"Uhm.. everyone seems so kewl about him . I mean us being gay and all" said Nick.
"Hey its no big deal, each of us are very open minded. I've got a girlfriend, but I've messed with dudes.. no big deal" said Brandon.
About this time Jonathan finished up on the phone, tossing it over to Brandon.
"Thanks dude." he said. "Let me know when we are about an hour out OK?"
"Yup, no problem boss. " Brandon said. "You gonna do any kind of business or anything I need to know about when we land?"
"Nope, probably be back in the air later on tonight. Depends" said Jonathan.
"Okies. Yell if you need anything. Later guys". he said, closing the door.
"Brandon seems like a kewl guy" Nick said.
"Yeah, but don't let the looks fool ya." said Jonathan. "Brandy-that's his nickname- may look like a surfer dude, but he is actually 26 with a masters degree in hotel management. He keeps this place running like clockwork".
"He's 26?" said Nick. "He looks my age".
"Yeah well, I got good taste" said Jonathan. This earned him a gouge of an elbow in the ribs from his lover.
"No fucking the hired help" said Nick with a smile.
"Nope nope," said Jonathan. "Never play at home. Besides I got you now. That is if you are gonna stay".
"I want to man" said Nick. "More then you know. There is nothing for me at home. Besides its gonna get ugly before tonight is over. I'm gonna need a place... "
Turning towards Jonathan fingering the necklace around his neck he asked softly "Did you mean it about staying with you? I mean I don't give a damn about what or who you are. I love you. I need you man. I really can't imagine being anywhere else".
Jonathan walked over and pulled Nick from the chair. He softly kissed his forehead and put his against Nicks'
"You are here for as long or as short as you want babe" Jonathan said quietly. "You are now a part of my life, I have no secrets from you. Ask what you want, tell me what you want or need. The world is ours. I have more money then I could ever spend. I want to spend my life with you".
Nick lifted his head to kiss Jonathan, crying softly. As the tears fell, Jonathan too began to feel the tears of love leave his eyes. Silently the two held onto each other, needing each other wanting to become as one. Finally the two broke apart smiling.
"I guess that is settled then" said Jonathan.
"Yeah" said Nick with a smile. "So, how much are ya worth??" A smile crossed his face breaking out into a laugh.
Laughing along and pulling him towards the stairs and the center deck of the plane Jonathan looked at Nick. "I haven't a fucking clue you want to know the truth. Can find out tho."
They went down stairs and into the office. Firing up one of the computers, he punched in a couple of commands.
"Damn, I seem to have lost money over the weekend" he said with a frown on his face.
Nick came over and looked over his shoulder as he ran his fingers thru Jonathan's hair'
"Is that a problem? I mean this trip much have cost a small fortune and all and .... HOLY SHIT!" he cried seeing the figure on the bottom of the screen. "You are worth WHAT?!?!?!"
"Never mind man.. I don't keep track" said Jonathan, pulling Nick down and on to his lap. "I got accountants for that."
"Yeah but dude! "said Nick with a look of shock on his face. "I mean I counted 9 zeros behind that number."
He was further silenced by Jonathan's lips on his own.
"That's about right. Now shut up babe." said Jonathan. He reached down and while kissing Nick, unzipped his shorts reaching in and pulling out Nicks rapidly swelling cock. He continued to stroke it to hardness. Nick could only moan into Jonathan's mouth as the sensations built. Precum leaked out making his cock slippery. Jonathan stood up pushing Nick down into the chair. Straddling Nick, he pulled down his own pants and boxers. Positioning himself he lowered his ass down onto Nick, feeling his cock enter him
"Oh God that feels good' moaned Jonathan. "Now fuck me babe".
Nick started bucking his hips upwards into Jonathan. He was lost in the sensations that followed. Still new to the sensations he could feel his climax building all too fast,. Unable to control himself he groaned as he shot off his hot seed into Jonathan's ass. Like wise as the first shots of hot cum entered him, Jonathan stroked off his cock, exploding his load all over Nicks shirt and chest.
"Oh man that was good, but what a fucking mess" said Nick, laughing.
"Yeah, I kinda got carried away", said Jonathan, kissing Nick. "Come on, lets go up front you can clean up."
Nick pulled his shirt off. "I'm not goin up there looking like that" he said.
Walking out of the office, the two went forward into the front bedroom. Jonathan opened the closet and pulled out a new shirt for Nick.
"Here ya go," said Jonathan, handing him a flannel shirt. "uhmm better get some pants on too. Denver isn't shorts weather at the moment."
"Good idea." said Nick. "Fuck. my jeans are still in St. Thomas."
"Oops." said Jonathan. "Here" He pulled a pair of jeans from the closet. "The shower is thru that door if you want one."
"Sounds good" said Nick. "Hey this stuff is all A&F. way kewl.!"
Nick wandered off into the bathroom to clean up as Jonathan returned back towards the office. "I'll be in the office when you are done babe"
more to follow..................
"Greetings from the flight deck" started Capt. Hendrickson over the intercom. . "We seem to have a small problem. Seems that its not everyday a 747 drops down and needs to go to general aviation. Can't imagine why. They aren't quite sure what to do with us. It's going to be a couple of minutes before they decide."
"Figures" said Jonathan looking up from watching the movie he and Nick were watching. "Knew I should have gotten something smaller".
Nick looked and Jonathan and could only smile.
"What?" asked Jonathan.
"Nothing man," said Nick, "Just wondering how I got so lucky to be with you"
"Because I love you, that's why" said Jonathan, kissing him.
As the plane started its decent into Denver, Brandon, came into the lounge area.
"Ok, 12 minutes to landing" he said. "I got the car waiting and Danny and company are waiting with it.'
"Thanks Brandy" said Jonathan.
"How long we going to be here?" said Brandy.
"Few hours" said Jonathan getting up and moving towards the bedroom to change. "Restock what we need".
As the plane touched down, Jonathan came back into the lounge dressed in Jeans, thick sweater, ski jacket and hiking boots.
"Ya know, shorts are much more comfortable". he said.
Nick laughed at him as the plane continued rolling. "You ready for this man?" he asked.
"Its not my call babe" said Jonathan. "I'll do what ever you want me to. This is between you and your family. I'll be there for you tho".
Soon the plane came to a stop and the front door was opened. Walking towards the door, Brandy handed Jonathan a cell phone.
"All set boss. Good luck. You too Nick." He said.
"Thanks. I'm going to need it." said Nick.