Seth sighed gently as Sam spoke endlessly to the woman at the counter. His fingers tapped on the handle of the suit case and he rocked on his heals. Being sixteen he was irritated they had to wait this long. The woman on the counter was shamelessly flirting and to Seth's annoyance, Sam was flirting back. Sam was ment to love Seth wasn't he? That's why Sam divorced Emily. So they could be together without hurting anyone.
"Sam..." Seth said quietly, not loud enough for him to hear though.
Sam took a piece of paper with the womans number and stuffed it in his pocket. He smiled at her and then took Seth's hand and left. The woman probably thought Seth was Sam's son.
"Sam..." Seth said a bit louder.
If Sam heared he ignored him.
Seth looked at the floor, studding it like it was the most important thing in the world.
"Seth. Don't try anything on the plane I don't want anyone thinking were more then just friends. Got it?" Sam growled.
Seth nodded. What happened to his kind lover that was there three weeks ago. Ever since Sam divorced Emily, he's been nothing but indiferent towards Seth and Seth hated that Sam had changed.
They had gotten on the plane. Sam had ordered seats away from eachother, so Seth wouldn't try anything.
He was a few seats down from Sam, a window seat. Some fourty year old man sat next to him and smirked. Seth breathed in and tensed. He tried to look for Sam but he couldn't see his lover. Seth slumped in the chair and then noticed the man had his hand on his leg.
"Don't worry I won't hurt you.." The man whispered.
This was a nighttime flight so by the time they were airborne most of the passengers were sleeping.
The man then took his chance by rubbing his hand gently on Seth's crotch. Seth pushed his hand away, but he couldn't help by feel a growing sensation down in his pants.
"Don't push me away," the man whispered, unzipping and pressing the button off Seth's trousers.
Seth was somewhat relived he didn't have underwear on so his cock sprung out.
The man smirked and wrapped his fingers around Seth's hard cock and began to rub. Seth heled in a moan, he let out an airy sigh and closed his eyes, enjoying the man's hands.
Not even Sam was this good hat Handjobs.
Sam. Seth swallowed his anger, knowing he could phase and thatll be akward since they were on the plane and a fucking grandpa was handjobing him.
A few seats up Sam had his headphones in, listining to some Rock band he had forgotten the name of. He kept his eyes fixed on the window, looking at the black sky. He played with the piece of paper in his hands and smiled. That girl was real good looking, even more so then Seth. Sam sighed. Seth. Ever since he had divorced Emily their relasionship seemed to be strained.
Seth wanted Sam to himself when Sam wanted time alone. But the longest they've been away frome achother was about a month when Sam accidently scratched Seth's face. Sam sighed. There was no saving their relationship. At least that's what Sam thought.