Anton followed a very determined Scott in a complete haze of lust. He vaguely sensed some surprised looks from the other passengers, but his lover was all he could focus on. The man was a master at driving him to distraction with lust, then making him come harder than he ever had in his, admittedly somewhat boring, life before Scott. It looked as if today was going to be no exception. Trip or no trip, they were apparently going to have s*x. Three times, counting the morning blow jobs they’d given each other and if he was lucky and Scott was going to keep his promise of making love while in the air.
But, first things first.
Anton followed Scott into the luxurious executive bathroom, black faux marble and gleaming, imitation gold faucets included, glancing left and right while Scott decide
