Friendly Neighborhood Birthday Man

No Pressure!

Peter sat next to Tony in the back corner of the jet.
Happy sat all the way in the front wearing headphones and a sleep mask.

Three lovely lady flight attendants swooped in on Peter.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Parker! We hear you had your 21st yesterday!"

All three giggled.

"Oh wow, Mr. Parker! Did you do anything wild and crazy for your big day?" One asked.

"Well..." Peter laughed, "Actually I went out to dinner with-"

"With your girlfriend? Awww! She is so lucky to have you, Mr. Parker." Another chimed in.

Tony smirked and nudged Peter in the side.

"Well not exactly a 'girlfriend.'"

"Taking it slow? That is so important. Good for you Peter. Get to know each other first!" The third girl said.

"I hope she takes good care of you! You deserve the best, Mr. Parker!"

"I'm being well taken care of!" Peter laughed as he put his arm around Tony.
Tony grasped and kissed Peter's hand as it rested on his shoulder.

"Will you ladies please get my boyfriend and me some champagne to celebrate our second date!"

"Boyfriend?!" They gasped. Then squealed with glee. "Oh, you two are SOOO CUUUUTE!!!" The girls sang in chorus. The girls scattered.

"Sorry, Pete. I should have asked first. Is it okay to talk about...us?"

"More than okay." Peter was beaming. He was smiling from ear to ear. He turned and kissed Tony a warm kiss on the lips then pulled him in close.

A quiet harmony of "Awww!" could be heard from near the front of the plane.

The two arrived in Milan jet-lagged. It was seven in the morning local time--Ready for bedtime in New York time.

"Breakfast then bed?" Peter asked.

"Breakfast in bed. I think I'd embarrass you by passing out on my plate if we went anywhere."

"Ha! You could never embarrass me." Peter held Tony's hand as they entered their hotel room.

Tony dialed up room service as Peter explored.

Peter was surprised to see that there were two separate bedrooms.

Tony sensed his worry and tried to explain.

"Listen, Kid. I...uh...I don't want you to feel pressured to do anything. I got the extra room so that if you need any space or need a break for any reason at all it's yours. No questions asked."

"What do you mean, Tony?"

Tony sighed. He continued.

"I like you a lot, Peter. I want to do this right. And I would never forgive myself if I hurt you in any way. I don't want to pressure you. I don't want to go into this with any preset notions or...expectations or...implications."

The younger man was still so innocent.
And really what Tony was doing was a very mature move for the former playboy.

"I still don't understand." Peter was fearful that the separate room was a form of rejection. "Is that for if...you get sick of me or something?"

"No, Peter. No! I want to share the main room with you. The entire time. But if you need space-"

"Space for what?"

"Sex! Peter, I'm talking about sex!" Tony finally blurted.

Tony pulled Peter up to him so that they were seeing each other eye to eye.