Chapter Five
Rocky
The last two days had been a whirlwind of packing and preparing their home for their absence.
Rocky hadn’t had much time to really think on what was happening, but as they stood in line for the security checkpoint, his nervousness grew until he was fidgeting more than a Little who’d been naughty.
It was ridiculous that he had these hangups and it pissed him off.
Logically, he knew it wasn’t anything he could control, the brain showed ways to protect a person and sometimes that person had to work through it, but it still made him feel inadequate that he was too nervous to really pay attention to Aiden’s excited chatter.
Rocky was glad that his nervousness hadn’t gone into full blown panic. He’d obviously made some progress. But his concentration was shot and he didn’t like the feeling of ignoring his boy. Not that he was trying to ignore Aiden, he just couldn’t keep up with the conversation.
The closer they got to the checkpoint, the more Rocky’s palms sweated, and he had to rub them down his pants legs to relieve the sudden itchiness.
His heart raced, so he concentrated on slowing his breathing as Crystal had taught him to do.
He was determined he’d get through the initial discomfort and give Aiden the dream Christmas he deserved.
When they finally made it through the checkpoint, with Rocky having to do the damn wand search like some criminal entering a courthouse, they made their way to the bathrooms.
Aiden headed for a urinal but Rocky headed straight for the sinks, splashing his face with cool water to bring down the heat of his skin and try to dispel some more of that aggravating itchy feeling taking over him.
Now that they were past the initial checkpoint his anxiety was lessening, but Rocky knew it would be back in full force when boarding started in forty-five minutes.
He did his best to act casual as they browsed gift shops and snack stands on their way to their gate, but he was sure Aiden still sensed the tension in him, as Aiden had taken hold of his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze and not letting go, even when they’d found their seats and settled in for the wait.
Thankfully, he’d sprung for first class so they wouldn’t be waiting long to board and when they did find their seats they’d hopefully be big enough that Rocky wouldn’t feel like a giant trying to squeeze into a child’s seat.
Aiden
Daddy was more than a little nervous and it had Aiden worried about him. He’d been unusually quiet, tense, and withdrawn. Aiden wanted to help so much, but all he could do until they were in the air was hold Daddy’s hand and hopefully remind Daddy that Aiden wasn’t going anywhere.
They found their seats in first class quickly. They were seated in the section closest to the most spacious bathrooms and it gave Aiden a great idea for how to relieve some of Daddy’s stress. He just had to wait through takeoff.
It felt like the safety talk took forever, even though they’d been lucky enough to get a steward who was funny and charismatic as they went through their routine spiel. It didn’t seem to make the time pass any quicker as they fastened their seatbelts and taxied to their runway.
Daddy’s hand physically trembled in Aiden’s grip, and Aiden felt a matching tremor in his chest. He didn’t want to be the cause of any discomfort for Rocky and he felt like he was in that moment.
As the plane picked up speed and he consciously rubbed his thumb along Rocky’s skin for comfort, Aiden formed the plan for how to get Daddy to go along with his idea. It shouldn’t be too difficult.
After what felt like an eternity, the plane leveled out in the sky and the fasten seatbelts signs were deactivated.
Aiden leaned over and whispered in Rocky’s ear appealing to the ever-present Daddy instincts, “I need help with something. I’m going to the first bathroom door, in a few minutes follow me.
” Belatedly he remembered his manners and added a soft, “Please?”
Daddy gave him a quick nod of agreement, and Aiden made his way down the short aisle, imagining Daddy’s surprise when he followed. As soon as the door closed behind him, Aiden got to work, just the idea of what he was about to do causing his heart to race and his cock to thicken in his pants.
Rocky
Rocky lightly tapped on the door, before gripping the handle, opening the door and slipping through the smallest opening possible.
He didn’t want to take a chance on someone seeing Aiden in a compromising position.
Once the door was closed and latched, he turned in the cramped space and was immensely glad he’d thought to preserve privacy, because no position could have been more compromising that the one he found Aiden in.
Clothes were piled on the tiny sink, and right in front of him Aiden’s lush, bare ass was on full display.
One of Aiden’s hands supported him on the closed toilet lid, the other lazily stroked his hard cock.
Rocky’s brain fritzed out for a moment, as lust stole over him. Jesus his boy was fucking sexy.
Aiden let out a soft moan, and Rocky’s jeans suddenly seemed two sizes too small. Trying to find his center, he glanced up at the ceiling and took a deep breath. There was no way he’d think straight if he kept his eyes on the too enticing scene before him.
“Daddy, I need you.” Aiden’s words, said in that breathy tone, shot straight to Rocky’s dick and he palmed it, hoping to relieve some of the sudden pressure.
“Baby, as sexy as you are, this is an airplane bathroom…”
“I’ve never joined the mile high club. Have you, Daddy?” As soon as Aiden’s words hit the air, Rocky knew he was going to give in. There wasn’t much he wouldn’t do for Aiden, but this particular wish would be no hardship to grant.
“You’ll have to keep quiet, baby. We don’t want anyone knowing what’s really happening in here. Think you can do that?”
Another soft moan slipped from Aiden’s lips as Rocky caressed his ass and slid his hand down to fondle the other man’s balls.
“I’ll try, Daddy. I’ll try really, really.
..hard.” The last word was another delicious moan as Rocky’s hand covered Aiden’s lube-slicked one and stroked, squeezing lightly to add more pressure.
As their joined fingers continued to work over Aiden’s shaft, Rocky used his other hand to undo his jean fastenings.
If they were going to do this, they’d have to be quick.
He shoved his jeans down to his knees and palmed his dick, squeezing hard in an effort to cool his arousal.
It wouldn’t do to come before he’d even entered his sweet lover.
The small, travel packet of lube sitting on the pile of clothes caught his attention and Rocky released Aiden’s hand. “Keep stroking your gorgeous cock, baby, while Daddy gets you ready to take his.”
Rocky took the lube and added some to his fingers, before rubbing it into Aiden’s puckered entrance.
He took a deep breath as he slowly slipped a finger inside.
All the while he mirrored Aiden’s rhythmic strokes on his own cock, fighting the need to come with each time his fingers disappeared into Aiden’s sweet ass.
It didn’t take long until Aiden was panting and Rocky added another finger, stretching and filling Aiden, whose own hand began to move faster up and down the length of his cock.
Soft, quiet moans soon filled the air and Rocky prayed they were low enough to keep from being heard on the other side of the door.
At that point, though, he wasn’t sure he’d care if they had been heard.
Nothing mattered anymore except getting inside his boy and making him come.
With that in mind, Rocky slipped his fingers free from the tight clasp of Aiden’s body and before the whimper of protest had even fully escaped Aiden, Rocky had his cock lined up and was slowly pushing in.
“Jesus, baby. How do you always feel so fucking good?”
“I could ask the same, Daddy,” Aiden panted, “but I’m pretty sure it’s because you were made for me.”
Rocky could only agree as he slid in to the hilt. He had to pause there for a moment and allow the stars in his vision to clear. Somehow, every single time with Aiden was like the first time. He hoped he never got used to the intense heat and pleasure that happened every time they made love.
Once he’d gotten his bearings, Rocky pulled back and pushed forward with enough force to rip a broken groan from Aiden’s lips. That sound would definitely have been heard if anyone was nearby.
As he pulled free again, Rocky leaned forward and clamped a hand over Aiden’s mouth, loving the excited gasp that the action induced in his partner.
“Daddy will help you keep quiet, baby.” He whispered in Aiden’s ear as he once again thrust forward, the new angle allowing him to rub just the right spot inside.
Aiden’s sweet noises were muffled by his hand as he thrust in and out of the other man with abandon. The pace was fast and frenzied, sweat dotting both of their skin, their balls slapping together, as he rocked his hips at a punishing pace.
He wrapped his other hand around Aiden’s waist when the younger man’s arm struggled to continue supporting him, and Rocky held Aiden in place while he continued fucking into him.
Rocky had to bite back his own groan of pleasure when Aiden tightened around his cock and the muffled sounds of Aiden pleading with him filled his senses.
“Come for me, baby. Come with Daddy.”
He didn’t have to wait long for Aiden to let go, pulsing into his own hand, Rocky’s name on his lips. Rocky stilled and let himself fly, filling Aiden up and praising his good boy in the strangled tones of a man in the throes of release.
They took only a few extra moments to bask in the post orgasmic glow, before Rocky kissed Aiden’s neck and reached for some paper towels to help him clean up.
“How do you feel, Daddy?”