Me, Myself, and I (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 13 Here We Are

Saturday, July 15, 2006 at 8:03 a.m.

Prodigy

        I was almost finished packing for Ross and I's trip to Miami. I'm so excited to go. I can see myself going down to the beach, going out to the clubs and getting down on drinks. I feel I am going to have the time of my life down there. I was still packing until I heard my phone ring meaning that has to be Ross. I picked my phone up off the bed and answered it.

        "Hello?" I answered.

        "Hey man, are you almost ready to go?" he asked.

        "Yes Ross I'm almost finished packing." I put the last of my necessities in the suitcase and zipped it up. "Now I am finished packing."

        "Great, um I was going to pick you up from your house, but I got caught up on something-"

        "Yeah, caught up on this dick," I heard Keith say in the background.

        "Shut up, Keith!" Ross yelled. It didn't matter anymore. I fell out on the bed laughing my heart out. Ross that little nasty him. "Quit laughing Prodigy, or else I'm not going with you!"  I stopped laughing immediately, but I was going to tease him about it on the plane.

        "Oh stop being a baby about it. You know you love his dick. Now get you and Keith's cum juices off you and meet me down here at this damn airport."

        "Fine! I'll see you in about an hour. Bye."

        "Bye." I hung up. Even in the morning after he got some dick he's still grumpy.

        I gathered all my stuff together and headed outside to the Camry. I put my luggage in the trunk, hopped in the car and drove off on the way to the private airport.

        I arrived at the airport about thirty minutes later and parked in a spot. I saw the pilot come off the plane and walk up to my window. Instead of rolling down the window I turned off the ignition and got out the car.

        "Good morning, Mr. Crippen. I am your pilot for this flight, Mr. Gaineswood. If you don't mind I'll take your luggage and you can head straight to the plane."

        "Alright, thank you Mr. Gaineswood." I opened up the trunk for him and then headed for the plane. When I got on I was amazed at what the plane looked like. Ross really hooked us up. I took a seat on the couch and laid back until I heard a door open. I sat up and looked behind to see who I'm guessing is the co-pilot come from the cockpit with a tray filled with glasses of wine.

        "Oh hello there, Mr. Crippen. I am Mrs. Anthony, the co-pilot and the person who will be serving you and Mr. Lynch today. Champagne?" she asked holding out the tray.

        "Yes, thank you very much, Mrs. Anthony." I took a glass off the tray and she left them next to the couch. I was sipping and checking the time. It was fifteen minutes past nine. I was getting ready to grab another glass until I hear commotion from the entrance. I looked up and saw Ross come on the plane. He looks like he had just been in a fight with a bear. His hair was all over the place and he was sweating like a pig.

        "Well look who finally decided to show up," I laughed. He sat down in one of the seats next to the couch and breathed out hard.

        "I am exhausted," he breathed out. 

        "Why? Did you and Keith have a quickie before you left and you rushed down here?" I asked. I saw him turn red and look away. I bust out laughing because I know that's what had to happen.