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The Mile High Club
Chapter Four: Bangkok: Pool Day
Jamal Jacobs woke up alone in bed. He had a raging hardon.
The three boys he had with him last night where gone, nowhere to be seen, and JJ felt that little 'hurt' inside, the hurt that someone left him without even saying ‘Good-Bye’.
However, a second later he realized the low hum he he could hear was no housekeeper, vacuuming a carpet, but the noise of the whirlpool on the balcony of his own suite.
With his fat hard-on leading the way, he walked out on to the balcony to see what was happening.
Stepping out on to the balcony, leaving the cool air-conditioned room behind, he saw his three companions, all in the hot tub. They grinned at him, and Alex the flight attendant said, jokingly:
Good Morning Sir, may your staff be of service?”
Alex sat in the middle between the two Thai-boys, his arms wrapped around their shoulders. JJ, now feeling a little guilty since he had made the wrong assumption, gave the boys a broad smile and answered: “Nah boys, today it’s on Daddy!”
He already had the phone in his hand, and, clearly visible to the boys, he ordered a sumptuous breakfast with everything for a party of four to be delivered to the room.
As he did this, he could feel his bladder was full and he had a raging urge to piss, so he turned away and walked in again. It did not even take a second before he heard the splash of water, and, predictably, the boys left the tub to follow him inside.
He felt the presence of someone as he relaxed in front of the toilet, eyes closed for a moment. He felt a cool wet body, pressing into his back, and a hand closing around his dick. ‘It must be Alex’, JJ mused. "It has to be him!” he concluded, just from the feel and the size of the boy pressed against him.
“Hey man! You looked so cute when we woke up, we couldn’t possibly disturb your sleep!”
JJ felt the ‘fly-boy’s’ dick pressed hard against him now. Alex was horny, just like himself. They knew room-service needed at least twenty minutes to deliver breakfast, so their Thai guests could make themselves useful, they thought.
When the two Americans walked back into the bedroom, they both had to giggle. The boys had done what Alex jokingly had suggested. They knelt on the bed, kissing, presenting their little tight asses to each side of the bed, at the perfect height for easy access.
The two westerners looked at each other, deciding who took whom, and simply nodded. Both boys were cute, willing, and ready, so JJ simply walked around the bed to take the boy on the right, while Alex took the left.
No foreplay was needed. The boys on the bed were ready.
“UUurghmmmmm!” JJ moaned as the tip of his dick touched the tight musclering of his fucktoy.
The young Asian knew how to receive a thick dick and had even greased up. JJ felt the velvety tightness, the warm depth, felt the boys love-canal open just enough to welcome the first deep penetration of the morning.
The quarterbacks fat cock opened the small boy’s ass for all it was worth. Holding the boy by his hips, JJ felt he lost control. The boy needed to be fucked, fucked hard, used like the little whore he was. JJ’s head started to spin as he pumped his dick in and out of the boy’s little tight asscunt.
The boy was forgotten, a mere doll than a living being, as he looked up and watched Alex.
The young man he had invited for the weekend now just copied JJ. He too had also simply plunged in, also simply held his little Asian down to fuck him hard, to get his rocks off.
JJ did not even realize what Alex was doing. Again he was using a skill he had learned while training for his job.
The trainer had told the freshman flight attendants to copy their guest’s behavior, at least to a certain degree, to gain brownie points, to be more relatable to the guest.
“If the guest likes you, the service will be so much easier!” was the mantra the trainer had always repeated. JJ, the ‘guest’ while on board the ‘Triple Seven’, was now the host, but Alex still used that technique of NLP - ‘Neuro-Linguistical Programming’.
NLP made JJ feel good, NLP helped the quarterback accept that he was just simply following his raw urges. Alex gave JJ the feeling those boys were not even human, but mere toys for them to use.
They did not even know or bother asking the boy’s names.
JJ was who was brought to orgasm first. The little imp he fucked knew his place, and the boy used all of his skills to make the American feel good and cum quickly. The Thai was hungry, and all that stood between breakfast and him was the cumshot of the black hunk that fucked him.
He looked up, right into the eyes of his friend. The other boy, also a frequent guest at ‘The Stranger’, the club where they all met, was sweating, panting, breathing with an open mouth. Alex was giving him the same hard fuck JJ gave his boy.
The boys knew their fuckers wouldn’t last much longer. Despite their young age, they were seasoned rent-boys, used to working a punters dick with high efficiency.
When JJ came, grunting and moaning, eyes closed, his muscular body was a sight to behold. Right in front of Alex’s eyes the black athlete tightened his muscles to pump his cum deep into the Asian boy, and as he came, Alex came as well.
The Americans slumped down over their Thai friend’s backs, the boys knew their fuckers needed a moment.
Maybe it was a cliché, but the Thai’s acted as if they were not even there. JJ and Alex both panted, leaning forward over the backs of the boys. Their lips met, and they shared a deep kiss, their tongues dueling.
They did not pay attention to the boys, to the room, to the time as they shared their first really intimate kiss. For a moment it felt perfect, the gap between the rich athlete and the poor servant was gone.
A sharp knock on the door interrupted them. The boys under them giggled, and the magical spell was broken.
“Coming!” JJ jelled loud enough for room-service to hear. Alex and himself still knelt on the bed, their dicks still deeply embedded in the cute asses of their Thai companions, but now everybody moved.
By now though, the young man knocking on the door had used his own masterkey and opened the door.
He did not even bat an eyelid as he pushed the huge service-cart into the suite. The dinnertable was in the living room, but he caught a glimpse of the four naked men in the bedroom as he arranged the porcellain on the table.
When JJ walked in and checked the food, he now wore an orange Speedo.
The servant, used to tourists in various states of undress, just leaned forward and arranged something on the table. He presented a good view of his backside, a well-formed little melon-shaped ass in a perfectly pressed uniform.
Concierge Prasert certainly had chosen some eye-candy, but for now JJ was just hungry for breakfast and needed a huge cup of his favorite brew.
The staff knew what their guest liked, so the young servant did not simply look good enough to eat, he also delivered the perfect breakfast, including the double espresso with hot creamy milk JJ preferred.
After their meal was over and their two overnight guests were gone, the two young Americans decided to go down and hang out by the pool.
The hotel was a magnet for tourists of all ages and nationalities, mostly well-off singles on the hunt for adventure, but the three men that caught their eyes the most were really special.
All three looked the same, besides their age-gap, just like a hunky daddy had brought his two sexy sons.
The youngest of the Aussie hunks looked over full of interest. Maybe he had recognized JJ, the famous quarterback, or he just checked out the sexy pair of Americans. Regardless, JJ and Alex looked back, and the younger hunky blond walked over to join them.
Straight way, one thing was clear. The older man was following the younger with his eyes. They looked like Daddy and Son, and it was as if Daddy was somehow supervising the unfolding scene. He looked a little tense, his eyes narrow, and Alex was excited, wanting to hear more about that special relationship.
The youngest hunk just walked over to the two of them, smiling subtly. When the boy reached them, JJ and Alex watched the two other men looking over, observing the youngster’s every move.
“Hey, I’m Kyle!” the sexy young man said, offering his fist to bump. JJ and Alex answered the greeting with their names, fist-bumping the young cheeky Australian. His origins were clear from the second he opened his mouth, the heavy accent was obvious.
“You traveling with your Daddy and older bro?” Alex asked without even thinking, but Kyle was not shy about it.
“Yes, my Dad wanted to make sure I don’t get into trouble when I break off my horns!” Kyle giggled.
Alex and JJ looked at each other. The sexy young Aussie was just what they had in mind, but his Big Bro and his hunky Daddy were nothing to shun, either.
JJ and Alex drank ‘Singha’ beer, and Kyle soon accepted one as well, ice-cold, drinking direct from the bottle.
The two Australian men on the other side of the pool had also ordered beer, and were still watching what happened with the young one and the Americans.
It was Alex who giggled: ”Hey, wassup with your bodyguards? Are you here as bait to trap us, or are you here to get laid for the first time, and Daddy and Bro watch over you?”
Kyle blushed deeply, and now JJ had to step in to rescue the young hunk.
“Keep calm, he’s just pulling your leg!” He had already made his move. A waiter just then delivered a fresh round to the men watching them, and soon they toasted from afar.
The ice was broken, and Kyle, still a little nervously, admitted he wanted to have his first experiences with other men.
It was this ‘other men’, spoken without thinking, that sparked JJ’s curiosity.
“Men other than your Bro .... or even Dad, I guess?” He saw Kyle blushed again , even deeper than before, looking down, before he admitted: ”Yes. After Mom left, it’s just Dad and Steve and me. Dad knew about Steve, and he saw it in me, too. He doesn’t want us to be with the ranch-hands, so he first did it with Steve, and now he does it with both of us, together.”
JJ gave Alex a warning look before the younger boy could crack another insensible joke.
“What do you think, Alex.... You wanna invite those two sexy hunks upstairs to test our whirlpool? I would like to talk to Kyle a little longer, before we meet you upstairs.”
Alex knew the question was more than a suggestion, it was an order. JJ wanted Kyle alone, at least for now. Alex wandered over to the men that still watched their youngest family member, offered them more beer, and soon he had them stand up.
Even from the other side of the pool JJ and Kyle could see that the bulges in the Aussie’s speedos had grown rapidly.
“Alex is great! He's always willing to make new friends, and always makes them feel very 'comfortable'!”
The three men left. Their asses in the small speedos looked incredible. JJ knew Kyle was horny, turned on by his dark soft skin and his muscular body. The young boy looked like he was working on a ranch all day long, just like JJ worked on the football-field and in gym.
Kyle took a long gulp and emptied his bottle of beer, before he said: ”Uhmmm.... Do you think Alex will be alright? I have seen Daddy with a ranch-hand, he can be pretty rough!” He seemed concerned, but at the same time turned on. JJ saw Kyle’s dick grow in the small speedos the sexy Aussie wore with pride.
“Yes, I bet. He looks innocent, but he’s a sly old dog when needed!” While he said so, he imagined Alex already on the bed, being spitroasted by the two hunks.
It was now Kyle’s turn to surprise JJ: ”If that’s the case, you might want to see our room? I wanna show you some pics I took, back home!”
Back in the room, Kyle seemed eager to open his laptop. JJ was prepared to watch a slideshow of Australia’s sights, like Ayers Rock, even Koalas or such, but Kyle had other photographic talents.
His laptop was full of the wonders of nature of another kind.
One or two pictures were quite surprising, clearly showing a very young Kyle in a certain pose, leaving no questions unanswered. JJ felt his cock grow to full hardness as he looked up to compare the eighteen year old Kyle right in front of him with the maybe fifteen year old boy in the picture. Younger Kyle was still beardless, looked slimmer, but clearly already knew what to do with a man.
Young Kyle in the picture was riding a cock, reverse cowboy style - already covered in cum. JJ imagined a three-ways at least. The guy taking the pic had no doubt just showered Kyle with his hot sperm, maybe after a blowjob, and now took pics to show the young boy in his all his glory.
Shit, boy, you have been a busy bunny! The Playgirl Calendar pales into insignificance in comparison!” JJ exclaimed, as he clicked through the pictures on Kyle’s laptop.
One caught his interest, a really hunky and muscular guy, clearly older than Kyle, laying in the sand, surrounded by camera equipment. The weird angle gave JJ an idea: “Let me guess! He took some of your pictures, and this one was taken by you while playing around with his flying camera-drone?”
JJ looked over to Kyle. The boy knew what he had intended to do, and his plot worked like a charm. The black athlete was turned on, his dick as hard as steel, ready for action, ready to fuck Kyle into oblivion.
JJ stood next to Kyle, his Speedo already gone, half hiding his cock in his hand. Kyle could smell the heat the black man emanated, the subtle sweat of arousal, the aroma of fresh precum. He looked up at the guy he had chosen to fuck him while his Dad and his brother fucked the man’s friend.
Kyle licked his lips, seductively. His laptop, still open, was now playing a slideshow, but JJ won the test. He just looked at Kyle, now clearly aching to feel the Australian boy’s body, his lips, his tight ass.
It did not take long until both sex-crazed guys rolled around in bed to test all those positions of the gay Kamasutra that Kyle had shown in his pictures.