Free Flying High by Rachel Kramer Bussel Page B

still.
    Justin was moving faster now, taking him in completely each time. He used one hand to tug gently on Eric’s balls. The other he used to stroke the shaft with each movement of his mouth. Eric leaned his head back against the seat. I could see his Adam’s apple move up and down with each intake of air. It looked strange and beautiful to me. I reached out and gripped the back of Justin’s head as he moved it faster all the time. At the same time, I continued to push against my clit.
    I could see that Eric was close to coming, so I gripped Justin’s hair and eased him away. I checked several dials again and flipped control of the plane back to me.
    â€œEric, you can take your hands off the controls now.” He did. He was eager to continue, every one of his senses heightened. “Get in the aisle,” I said. “Kneel down next to me.”
    Eric shifted himself, moving into the aisle. Obediently, he knelt near me, his blindfolded face touching my armrest. Justin knelt behind him.
    â€œEric,” I asked. “Are you going to do what I say?”
    â€œYes,”
    â€œDo you want to come?”
    â€œGod, yes,” he pleaded.
    â€œJustin, fuck him,” I said simply.
    As soon as I said it, I heard Eric’s sudden intake of breath. He was obviously nervous, but still so excited. Somehow, I enjoyed his fear and uncertainty. I looked into the back. Obviously, Justin enjoyed it too.
    I saw the look of hunger on his face as he began to pull his
pants down. His cock was huge and hard. It had been for a while. I reached back, handing him a condom which he quickly put on. As he did this, I removed a small bottle of lube from my pocket and passed it back. Justin rubbed some over his erection, stroking himself several times. Eric leaned forward against my chair, arching his back against Justin, trying to entice him.
    â€œIs this what you want?” Justin asked, rubbing against him, teasing him.
    I continued to touch myself, plunging my fingers in and out. My strokes were reaching a fevered pitch. “Just do it,” I said.
    At that, Justin pushed into him. He did this ever so slowly, and Eric froze in place. Eric was held. He was shocked. I was sure he was wondering how he could let this man do such a thing to him. Gently, I tilted his head back and gave him a long lingering kiss. I moved my tongue against his. I kissed his lips, his cheeks.
    Because Eric did not protest after the first slow thrust, Justin firmly grabbed him by the hips and began to push harder. He closed his eyes as he did this, satisfying himself completely, plunging in over and over again, using him. Eric reached for his cock, jerking off as Justin fucked him. I glanced quickly at the horizon as I pushed into my pussy, curling my fingers forward. I thought of the rough perfect bodies beside me. I came hard and fast, surprising myself a little. I rocked with the force of the pulses I felt, feeling feverish and lightheaded.
    The musty scent of sex filled the small cabin. I sat for a while, breathing quietly and listening to the noises the two of them made together. They sounded rough and primal, free of whatever niceties they reserved for me. They were free to lose themselves here. As I turned sleepily to watch them, I was complete. Eric’s head was near my seat. I reached out to stroke his hair as he braced himself on all fours.

    I imagined Eric’s beautiful eyes shut tight behind his blindfold as he knelt there, enduring and savoring this experience at the same time. I knew just what it was like. Justin had done this to me before. I heard him grunting loudly as he forced his way in. His muscles worked relentlessly as he gripped Eric’s hips.
    I could tell that they were close to coming. Their breathing changed, their movements became more desperate and demanding. Suddenly, Justin pushed in hard, spearing him. The gesture was final and rough. As he shook, he pushed in twice more, then slumped over