Date: Wed, 8 Apr 2020 14:20:47 -0500 From: Alan Oh Subject: Steve Visits the Islands - Part 2 - The Flight Attendants This story is fiction, but some may take offense. If male-on-male sex offends you, don't read. If bareback sex offends you, don't read. Generally, if you get offended easily by frank discussions about hot, anonymous, meaningless, raunchy sex - DO NOT READ. Keep in mind, this is an imaginary world without HIV/AIDS.However, if you read the story, let us know what you think. Also, consider making a donation to Nifty Archives who generously provides this forum for us. Enjoy! Papa. Steve Visits the Islands Chapter Two - The Flight Attendants ...They arrived at the airport and David drove right to the bottom of the stairs. He opened the door for Steve and he stepped out of the car and walked up into the jet. David then got the bags and gave them to the attendant to stow. He thought about going into the plane to say goodbye, but he realized that this was not going to be a regular gig, so enjoy what you got when you got it!... Steve sat in one of the plush recliners, upholstered in luxurious leather. The pilot pulled up the stairs and locked the door. He saluted Steve as he entered the cockpit to begin the flight. One of the crew, Milo, came out from the galley to offer Steve a glass of wine. Milo was dressed like a Chippendale in tight black pants, no shirt, white cuffs and collar. He was about 5'-10", 160 lbs, dark hair, smooth chest and a nice bulge in his crotch. "Thank you, Milo," Steve said. "When we level off, I'd like some juice as well." Milo smiled and went to sit down for take off. The powerful jet took off and reached cruising altitude in no time. Steve reclined his seat all the way back and Milo returned with his juice. He approached Steve and slowly unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor. He stepped closer and fed his hard cock into Steve's eager mouth. Steve sucked Milo's member down and slurped it up and down until Milo began to moan. Steve got more aggressive, consuming Milo until he had no choice but to empty a full load of his hot juice into Steve's waiting mouth. He didn't let a single drop go to waste and Milo went away soft and empty. Steve sighed and relaxed for a short nap. Steve was awakened gently by the other flight attendant, Todd, who brought dinner service. He helped Steve raise his chair to sit up and brought up the tray table for his food. Todd was also a beautiful young man. 5'10", 165 lbs, dark hair, and lots of body hair that was trimmed close so that he appeared to have fuzz covering his hard chest and chiseled abs. He told Steve, "After dinner, I'll give you a massage, sir." Steve wasted no time eating his meal. The massage Todd offered was very inviting. Steve finished and then visited the restroom. When he came out, Todd had folded the large Hollywood-style sofa out into a nice bed. Steve walked over and a now naked Todd slowly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off, running his fingers through Steve's soft chest hair. He unbuttoned Steve's shorts and let them fall to the floor. Steve lay face down on the bed and Todd climbed up and kneeled over him. He dribbled hot oil down Steve's back and Steve sighed as the warmth touched his skin. Todd began to rub the oil all over Steve's back and kneaded his muscles from his neck and broad shoulders down his tense back until he came to Steve's firm buttocks. Todd put his hands under Steve's hips and lifted him slightly. Then he massaged each cheek slowly and firmly. Finally, Todd dribbled more hot oil into Steve's crack and rubbed it up and down as Steve moaned and pushed his ass further up in the air. Todd inserted one finger into Steve's eager hole and twirled it around, settling on his prostate and pressing on it hard. Steve moaned loudly. Todd continued with another finger and then another, stretching Steve's hole more and more, Steve writhing in pleasure at his touch. At last, Todd raised Steve up onto all fours and pressed his rock hard 8" cock against Steve's oily pucker and plunged himself to the hilt into Steve's hot ass as Steve cried out with pleasure. As Todd began to slowly fuck Steve, Milo came in, also naked, and slid on his back until his head was under Steve's cock and Steve's face was positioned over his. Milo sucked Steve into his mouth and reached up to play with Steve's hairy chest. He pinched Steve's nipples hard and Steve whimpered softly. Steve lowered his head and took Milo's aching 7.5" rod into his mouth and sucked it down his throat. The three men were now locked together and the sounds of moaning, slurping, and slapping flesh filled the cabin. Covered in sweat, the men were coming to the climax of their "massage" session. Milo was the first to shoot his load. His hot cream shot out and slid into Steve's throat and flowed gently down into his stomach. That sent Steve over the edge and he rewarded Milo with a gigantic load of his own. Milo slurped up every drop and then slid down to kiss Steve so they could intermingle their cum shots. With a shout, Todd came to the edge and plunged his cock deep into Steve's guts as he pumped rope after rope of hot, creamy cum into Steve's ass. The three of them were exhausted and moved around so they could all rest for a bit. The pilot's voice came over the intercom to tell them they would be landing in about thirty minutes. It was time for them to clean up and get dressed for arrival. Todd and Milo put their uniforms back on and Steve pulled on his shorts and shirt that were thrown on the floor. Steve kissed them both and then went to sit down. It wasn't long before the plane began its descent and the beauty of the islands became visible below. Steve was anticipating what the next few weeks would hold. The plane landed and taxied to the private terminal. A car was waiting to take Steve to his hotel. He got in the car and waited for his bags to be loaded. His driver, Miguel, Got behind the wheel and told Steve, "Sir, I am Miguel and I will be your driver for your entire stay here. I am available to you anytime day or night. My number is on this card. You call me if you need to go anywhere. I can also be a tour guide for you if you need me. Whatever you need, sir, I can get it for you." "Thank you, Miguel," Steve said, "I appreciate that. Right now, I need to shower and rest." "On the way, boss!" And they drove away. Next stop, a luxury resort with a private bungalow. Steve sat back to relax and dream about what's next. ================================================================== END CHAPTER TWO Hope you enjoy this new storyline. It could be a very long, hot vacation for Steve. I'm anxious to see what happens next and what pops up for Steve. Let me know if you like the story. Thanks, Alan. oha2564@gmail.com