This is just a one part love story, under 5,000 words. I do have pictures of Mark and Sammy if you would like to see them.
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MARK'S STORY
The floods had wreaked unbelievable havoc. Two of the helicopters were upside down in the river a hundred yards down from the heli-port, total write offs. The other two that had been in the hanger had been submerged to just above their instrument panel. There was mud and sludge everywhere, any tools in the lower lockers had to be thoroughly cleaned before they could be used. Most of the heavy equipment was written off. It would be weeks before they could replace the equipment necessary to begin the maintenance task.
"Go home Mark, I'll call you when there is enough equipment to work. The boys will clean up and get everything ready for you."
The boss wasn't going to let his most dedicated Pilot/Mechanic get even more depressed than he already was. He would be needed to get the choppers back in the air when the time came.
It was nearly a month before Mark walked back into the hanger, a month during which he had laid by the pool and gone unbelievably bronzed. The hanger was pristine. He checked all his tools and the hanger equipment, it all looked brand new. The two choppers looked good as well, but Mark knew that all the electrics, avionics and instruments would have to be replaced. The fuel tanks would need to be drained and flushed and a myriad other tasks completed before he would be able to take to the air again.
The boss had employed a new assistant for him while he was on leave and Mark was unhappy. The boy was a local, twenty years old and drop dead gorgeous.
`How the hell am I supposed to remain focussed when this picture of loveliness is rubbing shoulders with me all day', was Mark's thought as he was introduced.
"Hi Sammy, what experience do you have?"
Sammy laughed, "Oh, too much to recount but I have two years working on choppers."
Mark sighed wondering what Sammy meant. Whatever, he turned out to be very good and Mark was soon leaving him unsupervised carrying out rewiring tasks, but he found it difficult to concentrate, he kept looking at this beautiful boy as he worked.
"Please don't keep watching my every move Boss, I'll call you to inspect at each stage."
"Sorry Sammy, I keep wondering why you are an aircraft mechanic instead of a male model."
Sammy beamed and the startlingly white teeth set against his black skin made him look even more amazing.
"Thanks Mark, looks don't last, but if I'm good I might survive in this industry for years, besides, helicopters have fascinated me since the first one arrived on the island."
Mark grinned, "Yeah, me too and this beats the hell out of the North Slope."
Sammy looked quizzically at Mark who picked up on it.
"Alaska, Sammy, that's where I worked before I came here, I flew and maintained my own chopper. A hot day in summer was about twenty degrees cooler than here."
Sammy shuddered but grinned again as he said, "Now I know why you are a sun God worshipper."
He used that comment as an excuse to scope Mark out.
Small for a Canadian, neat, well put together. Dressed in shorts and T shirt, Sammy could see that he was well muscled with a slim waist and hips, good legs, pleasant face and unruly wavy light brown hair, it made him look younger than his twenty five years. Sammy looked for the bulge but Mark either had very little or kept it well synched. Ah well, he would probably never see it anyway. He knew he would never make the first move, being labelled as gay in the Caribbean was a death knell on his social life. It didn't hurt to dream though and this cute little guy was a continuing source of erotic fantasies.
Mirrored thoughts, Mark felt the same way about Sammy. He was an even six feet tall, the kind of body associated with Afro-Caribbean and African-American athletes. The usual substantial bulge when the angle was right but Sammy wore baggy shorts slipped well down on his hips so the bulge was seen seldom. For Mark, purgatory began about 0900 most mornings. That was the time Sammy had worked up a sweat and removed his T shirt. The beautiful muscled torso leading into a slim waist, all coated in its sheen of sweat, was to die for. Mark knew he would never make a move on this guy for a multitude of reasons, but he would die to lick the sweat from this apparition. His size would make a beating from him traumatic, he didn't want to lose such a good assistant either and third, he liked him as a person, very much, he was easy going, witty and keen to garner all the knowledge Mark had on aircraft engineering.
The day they buttoned up the last panel on the first chopper and wheeled it out of the hanger to carry out all the ground runs prior to flight was the day both thought a breakthrough had been achieved in their relationship. The runs were all good and Mark said they would test fly it the next morning.
"Thanks for all the good work Sammy, you've been a terrific help. Would you like to come and have dinner and a few bevy's with me tonight?"
Sammy jumped at the chance to socialise with Mark, he hadn't done and had no idea what social life Mark enjoyed.
"I love to cook so I'm going overboard tonight to celebrate. Do you like wine?"
Sammy laughed, "Don't know, I don't think I've ever tasted it."
"In that case not only am I going to teach you aircraft engineering, I'm going to teach you about wines."
Still beaming Sammy replied, "Good enough, you won't get me drunk though will you?"
Mark giggled, just a little, "Yeah, of course I will, so that I can have my wicked way with you."
Sammy looked serious then, searching Mark's eyes. Was he serious, if so Sammy would love it. What he replied was.
"Yeah, I should be so lucky.'
Both young men laughed, both hoping the other meant it.
"How do you get to work Sammy?"
"Bus and then walk."
"What do you do about your clothes?"
"Oh. There are communal showers over the other side where the other workers shower and change back into street clothes."
"Right, why don't you bring your gear and do it at my place, I'll run you home after dinner."
"Fair enough, no problem."
Both guys thought this was getting better all the time. Sammy wondered if Mark would strip down and shower at the same time as him and Mark wondered how he could organise that same scenario. His bathroom was quite small so it probably wouldn't be practical.
Mark had a pleasant one bedroom apartment supplied by the company. In the lounge/diner was a sofa bed so that he could have guests sleep over in comfort if he wanted to. The kitchen was adequate but the bathroom was small, just a shower stall, a washbasin and the toilet with a small amount of floor space.
The reality was that Mark parked Sammy in the lounge with a beer.
"Let me shower Sammy and then while I am starting dinner you can take your time."
Mark showered and dressed. No underwear and a pair of linen trousers showed what he had to offer and it was pretty sensational for a white boy. He hated having to tuck it down and keep it hidden in very tight briefs during the day so tonight he would display his wares and see what Sammy made of it.
Mark thought he might have hit pay dirt when he emerged from the bedroom. Sammy's eyes went straight to his crutch and came out like organ stops.
"Your turn Sammy, take your time and then join me in the kitchen, Chef's privilege I will be finishing my first glass of wine and you can join me then for your first."
Sammy nodded and headed for the shower.
`What can I do to produce the same result as Mark has?' was Sammy's thought, his walking out shorts were baggy like his work shorts. He would go commando, hitch the shorts up properly and hope he displayed enough to be noticed.
'Damn, this was a silly way to go about getting a boyfriend, oh for the day gay guys could express their desires the same as heteros', was Sammy's thought.
The kitchen was warm before both guys were in it, by the time they had both scoped each other out it was getting hot.
"You look even better in street clothes than you do in the hanger Sammy, now I know you should definitely be a model."
"You can flatter me forever Mark, it is very good for my ego, particularly now that I have seen you dressed for dinner, you look like a model yourself, pretty stunning."
Sammy looked embarrassed then so Mark jumped in, took him by his shoulders so that they were close and looking directly into each other's eyes then said.
"Let's make a pact tonight Sammy, say what you like, no embarrassment and no come back in the morning. You have been a great worker for me and a good friend. Nothing you say or do is going to change that."
"You say, but if you knew my thoughts you might not be so easy with your words."
Mark was torn, this conversation was going in the direction he wanted but it was still so fraught with danger that he daren't make any more progress for now.
"Oh well, we'll see, now, let me pour you a glass of wine and see what you think. You can always revert to beer if you don't like it. This one is a Pino Grigio, a dry but fruity Italian wine, one of my favourite whites."
Sammy took a sip and was pleased that he genuinely liked it.
"Hey, this is good, very crisp, freshens up my mouth and slides down with a pleasant taste."
Mark beamed, "I'm pleased you like it. Goes nicely with what we are going to eat. Nothing complicated, Red Snapper grilled on a cedar plank and fried potatoes and onions with a light sprinkling of herbs. For dessert I have some crème caramel that I made yesterday. Ok?"
Sammy beamed, "Sounds great, you'll make someone a great wife someday."
Both young men dissolved with laughter.
Dinner was the success that Mark hoped for.
"I've had three glasses of wine Sammy, if I have any more alcohol I won't be able to drive you home, but I would like to have a cognac with my coffee, if I do, can you stay the night?"
"Sure, no problem, but where would I sleep?"
"Well, only two choices in my palace, my bed or the sofa bed you are sat on."
Mark laughed as he said it, he had to keep it light and hoped that Sammy would make some comment about not wanting to disrupt his lounge if the bed was big enough for two. He did and Mark thought he was one step closer to realising his desires. He had noted that Sammy was well endowed and had made a point of emphasising it with his shorts hoisted up high.
Coffee and cognac and Sammy said he thought it was a bit fiery.
"Yeah, well you're a pretty hot guy, I thought I needed to keep the fire burning."
"Well you have, clothes are beginning to feel like a burden with my inner heat."
Mark thought this had to be the best opening he was ever going to get and decided to take the plunge.
"Well there is only you and me here so as far as I'm concerned be my guest."
Sammy stood up and slowly peeled off his shirt, slipped off his shoes and then, facing Mark, dropped his shorts, stepping out of them very gracefully and bending to pick them up. He folded them over an unused chair and sat back on the sofa making no attempt to cover his crown jewels.
"Now I know you should have been a model, you look absolutely perfect."
Sammy grinned and replied. "Thanks Mark, I count that as a compliment coming from you because I have the feeling I would make the same comment about you if you were to strip."
Mark blushed and said, "If I did I would embarrass myself I'm afraid."
The comment was made because Mark was as hard as he could ever remember being. Sammy was perfect, his cock was a beautiful uncircumcised five thick inches laying neatly over a good sized pair of balls. He guessed that it would harden up to over eight inches which would make a very nice mouthful.
"I don't think you would embarrass yourself at all if what I can see through your trousers is anything to go by."
Sammy was smirking and Mark just stood up and shrugged. His hard on was tenting his trousers and became even more obvious as he pulled his shirt over his head, then he slipped his trousers off as well revealing his own very neat circumcised seven incher.
"That site is going to have a pretty adverse effect on my appendage, you are one very sexy looking guy."
Mark watched as Sammy's cock lengthened and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. He was way out with his eight inches. By the time Sammy was fully erect he had at least ten inches of man meat hugging his belly. He opened his legs and looking at his own cock said, "See what I mean?"
Mark laughed and replied, "Difficult not to. Would you like me to do something with it?"
Sammy slid lower on the sofa and just said, "Yes please."
Mark slid across the floor to kneel between Sammy's legs, he looked up into Sammy's eyes and smiled, he tentatively lifted his cock off his belly and stroked it watching Sammy's eyes as he did so.
"I've wanted you to do that since the first day I saw you."
"Mmm, me too."
With his other hand Mark caressed Sammy's ball sac, rolling them round in his hand and stroking behind them as well. He leant forward after a couple of minutes of that and gently licked the glans exploring the piss slit at the same time. He looked up at Sammy who was now laying back, eyes closed beginning to breath more heavily.
"Oh crikey Mark that feels so good."
"That site is going to have a pretty adverse effect on my appendage, you are one very sexy looking guy."
Mark slid his mouth over the glans completely and gave it a thorough tongue bath making Sammy gasp. This was heaven, Mark wondered if he would dare ask Sammy to fuck him later, he had not expected anything quite this big and wondered if he could take it. Almost certainly six inches round he would need to be opened up very well, meanwhile he was going to get a mouthful of man juice. He ran his fingers through to Sammy's crack and just touched his pinkie.
"Oh yes Mark, you can play there forever."
Enough encouragement for Mark, he slicked up a couple of fingers and after playing around the pinkie he put a little pressure on it and felt Sammy welcome him inside with a big sigh. He pushed all the way in with one finger and swallowed a few inches of cock at the same time. Bobbing up and down on about six inches Mark used one hand to roam over Sammy's body playing with his nipples and the other hand he was using to finger fuck him. He felt the cock swell and before he could do anything the first of several quite powerful spurts of man juice flooded his mouth almost making him gag before he could swallow it. He was so pleased it tasted sweet because he knew he would want more of this man.
"Oh fuck, sorry Mark, that came too fast for me to warn you."
Mark said nothing until Sammy was quite soft again and he had licked up the last of his cum.
"No problem buddy that tasted very sweet."
Sammy leant forward, took Mark's face in his hands and slowly moved forward until their lips touched, then he closed his eyes and went in for a very meaningful kiss that was as good as any he had ever had.
"Thank you Mark, that was awesome. Now I want to make love to you. Can we do it in your bed?"
"We can do it anywhere you like, I can almost cum just looking at you."
Mark's bed was a double so plenty of room for two.
"Just lay in the centre Mark and don't move. Have you got any lubricant?"
Mark took a bottle of Wet Light from his bedside cabinet and placed it on top.
Sammy smirked and said, "Just in case."
Mark smiled back at him and replied, "You can do anything you like to me, I know I will like it."
Nothing else was said then for an age. Sammy was a tender and considerate lover which pleased Mark. His feelings for this black Adonis were getting more intense by the minute.
Sammy started with tender kisses to Mark's eyes and lips before moving slowly down his body, licking and kissing every inch. It felt wonderful, particularly when Sammy's tongue worked his nipples, he gasped and wriggled, the tongue was slightly rough like a cat's and consequently when it impacted his nipples Mark almost went into orbit. The trip down the body continued, no reaction from his belly button so Sammy continued down and just licked cock and balls until Mark thought he would die from the pleasure he was feeling. Legs spread, knees bent and Sammy really let loose. His tongue and fingers working on Mark's perineum and round his rosebud was to die for and Mark came violently, he took the first spurt in his own mouth and the rest splattered over his torso. Sammy behaved as though nothing had happened and continued working on Mark's butt, only now he was sliding inside with one well lubricated finger adding more at intervals until he could slide all four in and rotate them without any resistance, at intervals he pulled his fingers out and stabbed the open hole with his tongue.
"Oh God Sammy, please fuck me that feels incredible."
Sammy giggled but lubed up his own cock before doing the same to Mark's anus using the wet light this time. Then he pushed Mark's legs back and wide at the same time positioning himself to enter.
"Relax Lover, I'll be gentle."
Mark sighed as he felt Sammy's glans lodge itself at the entrance to his inner sanctum and relaxed as he felt the pressure and one very substantial man meat slid over his sphincter. He was surprised, there was hardly any pain at all.
"You can feed me more Sammy that feels incredible."
A big toothy smile and Sammy leant forward to kiss Mark.
"It feels pretty incredible from my end as well. I'm going to keep pushing until you tell me to stop and then I'll fuck you slowly."
Mark could feel the gentle motion. Sammy would feed him an inch or two, pull out a little and go back in with a little extra. This continued until he felt Sammy's balls on his butt cheeks.
"Oh God that feels so good, now I'm going to fuck you long and slow."
That was precisely what he did. It must have been twenty minutes before he quickened his pace playing with Mark as he plunged in and out for a massive orgasm, mirrored a few seconds later by Mark. His orgasm stimulated Sammy even more and he had another one almost immediately. Sammy remained in Mark rocking gently until he was soft and then pulled out and slid round beside his lover.
"That was incredible Mark, I've never multiple orgasmed while fucking before."
"Mmm, a first for me as well. You sure know how to use that beautiful tool of yours. Want to go again?"
Sammy looked to see if Mark was serious, breathed a sigh of relief when he realised he wasn't but it got both young men laughing before heading for the shower.
Sat in the lounge naked, with a night cap Sammy asked Mark if they could reverse roles next time.
"I want to feel your love muscle inside me as well Boss, you aren't going to have all the fun."
Mark thought this could be a very pleasant job from now on, not that it wasn't before.
"Mmm, I look forward to that, how about tomorrow night?"
Enough said and two very happy men went to bed for serious cuddles.
Mark had his first gay experience at fifteen and had been lucky enough since to have regular sex, but Sammy was something special. He was stunningly good looking, a really nice guy and had proved to be a considerate and exciting lover. Problem now was that if his feelings intensified he was going to get hurt. This job would probably only suit him for a couple of years and then he would want to move on to bigger and better things. Leaving Sammy would begin to look like a grim choice. He really didn't want to fall in love but Sammy was delightful. So many gay lovers must have had this problem Mark thought. It wasn't surprising therefore that long term gay relationships were the exception rather than the rule. The relationship blossomed, the helicopter company expanded and very soon the boss was looking for another licensed engineer. Sammy was the obvious choice, as a local he would work for a lower salary than an expat and cost less to keep because housing would not be a consideration. He sent for Mark.
"Come in lad. I want to send Sammy to my Canadian company so that he can get his A & E licence. It will mean extra work for you initially but should ease your burden when he comes back. It will also mean you can fly more than engineer."
"How long will he be away Boss?"
"Probably only six months because he will take all his work sheets with him."
Mark wasn't happy. Sammy had snuggled up in bed with him almost every night since that first encounter. He loved to be spooned into him all night, the feeling was great and waking up every morning being cuddled was just the best thing in the world. Mark was not submissive and topped as often as he bottomed, but Sammy was so good for him. Loving and cuddles were not something he had experienced at home. His parents were very stiff ex British stock. His father never kissed him or hugged him and his mother seldom, but Sammy did all the time. The truth was that Mark was very much in love with his black Adonis.
"I'm going to miss you lover, I'll be waiting for you and we can talk every day while you are away if we want to."
"I love you Mark, I'll count the days until I return."
It was a depressing six month for both young men. Sammy was hit on so often he could have had a different bed partner every day almost, but he didn't. He knew now without a doubt that he loved Mark and wanted to spend his life with his little Canadian lover.
Home coming was incredible, neither man slept the first night they just kept making love and touching each other. Work was a delight, Mark got to fly one of the new choppers almost every day and helped Sammy with maintenance checks after flying. The relationship deepened and became noticeable to the remainder of the crew. The other locals didn't want to admit that their thoughts were correct, the boss and the chief pilot didn't care. Same sex marriage had been legal in Canada for ages so if Mark and Sammy were a couple, so what. They were both first class engineers and Mark was a more than adequate pilot. They were difficult not to like so the locals shrugged and got on with the job. Socialising wasn't a problem because it was only ever with the expat community, Sammy had no interest in socialising with hanger sweepers and gofers and living with Mark made their social circle the same. When the question of vacation time came up the problem became an open one. Mark and Sammy were the two licensed engineers. They couldn't both be off island together unless the boss stepped in. You don't get to own a profitable aviation company by being a fool and Mike was no fool.
"You two had better see me in the office when you finish today."
Mark and Sammy looked at each other and shrugged, they had no idea what was coming. Work finished and they were sat in front of the boss.
"You both know we are getting a new twin in a month's time. Mark, you will be the first pilot to do the conversion and I want both of you to do the ground school engineering course. Ground school, a week, conversion only three days I would guess Mark. I'm sending you to Marignane to do it at the French manufacturers. If you bring forward the two, fifty hour inspections so that they are finished the day before you go you should be able to both be away for three weeks. That's two weeks of your holiday Sammy and ten days of yours Mark, but that's the best I can do for the two of you together, and I'm only sanctioning the expense of one hotel room while you are away."
Mike said the last bit with a broad grin on his face. Sammy and Mark looked at each other and grinned also.
"Thanks Boss, you're a star, but how did you know?"
That was too much. Mike looked at Mark and then Sammy before he too behaved like a little school girl and giggled.
"Go home you two before I change my mind."
Mark and Sammy almost skipped out of the office and couldn't resist giving each other a hug as soon as they were clear of onlookers.
"We can stay in France for three weeks Sammy that will be amazing. Better brush up on your French."
"Oh hell, I don't speak a word."
Mark hugged him again, "Don't worry lover, I'm bi-lingual, English and French, we'll manage."
Life just kept getting better for these two young men and separation didn't happen. When Mark moved on to a bigger company Sammy got a job with the same company and that was how their lives continued.
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