They Are A-OK Ch. 18

At the Nassau airport we moved from the helicopter to the private jet without even a moment's visit to customs and immigration. As our luggage was being loaded a very friendly uniformed man came aboard for a minute and cleared us. I was completely in awe of Adam's power. The interior of the jet was more luxurious that that of the helicopter. I am sure the plush seats that reclined into beds would have put to shame even the finest first-class accommodations of a commercial airline. Adam dismissed the steward who went to ride up front with the pilots. I soon learned why Adam wanted him gone.

About ten minutes after takeoff he said, "John, I am sure by now you know I am a man who says what is on his mind."

"Oh course, Adam. That is what I would expect always."

"Good. Do you know what the mile high club is?" He asked as he stood up and approached my seat.

I had thought that was more joke than reality. But I realized that there were people like Adam that had the means to make such things reality without risking arrest.

"Uh huh," I managed to answer weakly.

"Want to join?" He asked as he knelt at my feet.

Before I answered he was already unbuckling my belt. Soon I was sitting there with my pants pulled down staring at the back of Adam's head as he sucked my cock. At some point he suggested I look out the window and enjoy the view as he blew me. Although what was outside the window wasn't the most interesting thing to me at that moment, I looked out anyway. It was a clear day with only a few clouds dotting the blue sky. I could see the vastness of the ocean below as pillow-like puffs of white cotton floated around us. I moved my hand to his head and caressed him lovingly as I enjoyed the dream-like feeling of being sucked while watching the amazing beauty of the world beyond the plane. My talented lover quickly brought me to a very pleasurable gentle orgasm.

After kissing him I asked him to stand up. I opened his pants and pushed them and his underwear down releasing his gorgeous erection. I looked up and smiled before engulfing his twitching cock in my mouth. To my surprise after a minute he took hold of my head and began fucking my face. I learned that was the one aggressive sexual act Adam enjoyed. He pushed his entire cock past my lips forcing his fat mushroom into my throat. Having regularly sucked much bigger men, I had no problem allowing Adam to push his cock in and out of my throat. As he fucked my face, I wondered if he was watching the clouds float by as he had encouraged me to do while he blew me. I didn't have long to ponder the question. In another minute his cock was gushing forth in my mouth feeding me a thick delicious treat. When he was finished cumming he pulled me to my feet. As he kissed me deeply I could still taste his semen on my tongue.

"So what do you think of the club?" He asked in a playfully sarcastic way as he held me in his arms.

"I think I could get to like being a regular member," I replied sheepishly.

The rest of the flight was uneventful. When we arrived in New York he kissed me and told me that he would be in touch soon. Then a man I had not met came aboard. Adam introduced him as one of his lawyers, Thomas Fielding.

"Tom will accompany you on the trip home. There are some papers he needs to go over with you regarding our business arrangements," He explained.

As I watched Adam descend the stairs and walk across the tarmac a part of me wished that he had wanted me as his boy toy and not as a protégée. What I understood of the papers I signed seemed to be way more favorable to me than Adam. Mr. Fielding clearly felt the same way. He not so subtly indicated that Adam was far too generous. I did not take any of the bait the man offered. I wasn't going to say anything bad about Adam or let the lawyer fuck me as I was sure he wanted. Fortunately, he didn't push the issue and I managed to take a nap for most of the flight.