Denial (boyxboy)

Chapter 24

Sky's P.O.V.

I heard a knocking at the door and Ellis peeked his head in. "We should be landing in about twenty minutes so you may want to wake him up and get yourselves ready okay.", he said. I blushed profusely as I realized that one, Jeffrey and I are buck naked, two, he's laying between my legs with my already growing member laying right below his chin and three, he fucked me so hard that we both passed out. Now that's what I call a present, I chuckle to myself.

I nudge him gently on the shoulders and he looks up at me and smiles. God how I love to see him smile. If it's even possible his eyes become an even clearer shade of green when he smiles. "Ellis said we'll be landing in about twenty minutes so he suggested we get decent.", I said to him with a smile on my face as the realization that Ellis found us in this poisition hits him. We get up and clean ourselves off and get dressed and groom ourselves the best we can. I don't even know what time it is as I have no real clue as to how long we slept.

We're now in our seats getting ready to land. Where the hell are we? "Okay, I guess I can stop torturing you. You definitely twisted my arm earlier!", he says laughing robustly. I give him one hell of a dirty look so he clears his throat. "We're in Brazil or more precisely Rio de Janeiro for 'Carnival' festivities. I thought you would enjoy dancing out here even more than last night at the club." I looked at him with such awe and happiness, "Can we get off the plane already? Please...", I said sounding like a kid on Christmas day. He says, "Any minute now okay baby. You're really happy being here?" and I respond with enthusiasm, "I've always wanted to come here for Carnival to dance with reckless abandon. Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!" I give him a big kiss on the lips and then look out the window of the airplane anxious for our arrival.

We arrive at the airport and to an awaiting limo which then takes us to the Sofitel Rio de Janeiro Copacabana, one of the most prestigious and luxurious hotels in Brazil. Jeffrey can afford to have the tastes he has and his tastes are quite fine. We approach the reception desk and Jeffrey says, "Reservation for Kilgore and Jarta." Did I ever mention that Jeffrey is scottish hence the surname but mine Jarta is a part of my actual surname. I wonder how he would feel about me if he knew who I trully was.

The receptionist motions for the bell boy but Ellis steps forward, "I carry the only bags Master Kilgore and Master Jarta need so there will be no need for a bell boy. Just please show us to their room." To which she replies, "Certainly sir. We've been expecting you and the penthouse suite is all ready and I hope to your liking." We then proceed to our room or more like floor.

Jeffrey thought it would be a good idea if we showered before having dinner and going out to enjoy the festivities. I could not wait.