As is usually the case with boys holidays, the flight home was a lot less eventful than the flight out. Most of us were sat separately next to strangers, which wasn't an issue because all of us planned on sleeping or watching films.
I chose to go with sleep, man did I need it after that holiday! Unsurprisingly my dreams were all taking me back to the events of the last week and my new found love for sucking cock and being filled with cum.
For basically the entire flight I was either reliving moments or creating my own dreams, blissfully unaware that the poor lady next to me could clearly see the tent forming in my shorts.
Thankfully she didn't complain, but sadly she didn't sneak a hand in to finish me off either. Instead when I woke up just before landing I was given a look of disappointment from her before she directed my gaze to my shorts.
We had a minibus booked to take us home from the airport, another 2 and a half hours onto our journey. I was sitting on the back 3 seats between Danny and Kieran and the 3 seats in front were for those who would be getting out first on arrival.
It didn't take long for everyone to fall asleep again as no one was really in the mood for talking. My mind was wondering too much after that flight for me to sleep and now that I was sat between the two people that had filled me with cum and not a stranger, I could only focus on them and everything I'd let them do to me..
I could feel my cock growing, remembering those dreams on the plane and the scenarios my mind had created that I wish had happened while we were there.
I thought I was going to have a wet dream at the thought of us all lounging around the pool, soaking up the sun. Me straddling my friends one at a time, riding them until they filled my filthy ass in front of all the other guests.
My cock was now uncomfortably hard in my shorts and I couldn't stop my hands from wondering either side of me, grazing both Danny and Kieran's legs.
I remembered dreaming about watching Kieran and Chris sitting on the edge of the pool kissing and stroking each others cocks, me swimming up slowly from the other side, spreading Chris' legs wide and taking his cock straight to the back of my throat.
By now I was no longer controlling my hands in the back of the taxi, which were now running over both of their dicks, teasing them, hoping they would respond to my touch. And they did.
Both of them were still sleeping but I could feel both cocks growing with each gentle passing of my hands.
My mind was cast back to that first time I'd taken Danny's smooth, hard cock into my mouth. The total electricity of the moment. Not knowing whether he was going to flip out or let me lick his perfect shaft.
I couldn't resist squeezing it now, wanting to feel it in my hand. I glanced over to Kieran, remembering straddling his fat black cock in that hotel room while Danny and Chris fucked next to us.
I couldn't stop myself from reaching inside his shorts and taking hold of his hardening cock. I almost gasped in excitement when I felt the warmth of it in my hand. The excitement grew when I felt Kieran slowly pull his shorts down, freeing his cock.
It was a late flight, so the journey home was in the dark where no passers by would be able to see. I knew everyone in front of me (apart from the driver thankfully) were asleep, so I tried to be as quiet and subtle as possible when I started to stroke Kieran from base to tip.
To my disappointment no one had touched my cock which was desperate to be freed.
I looked over to Kieran who was clearly happy just to be tended to as he'd put his head back on the headrest and closed his eyes.
Still running my hand over Danny's lap, I felt him shift his hips up and tug his shorts down too. I let out a quiet but audible moan when I felt the bare skin of his cock in my other hand.
I looked over to him, only to see that he too had decided to just let me be playing with his cock while he relaxed.
I was now sat, skiing with both of their cocks. Stroking slowly, savoring the feel of each one. My gaze switched between them, watching as the glistening heads of their cocks appeared and disappeared with each stroke, the way they twitched as I ran my thumb over their tips.
I carried on being as subtle as possible. I could see the driver looking back occasionally in his rear view mirror, but there was no way he could see the slow movements of my wrists in this light.
I was desperate to grab my cock while I played with theirs, but there was no way I was letting go of either of them. Knowing this chance might not come again, I wanted this to last as long as possible. I was ready to edge them both until we were close to home.
I carried on with my slow steady pace, occasionally one of them would buck their hips up in response to a twist of the wrist or a quick grab of their tightening balls.
After taking so many loads from Danny in such a small space of time in that hotel, I'd learnt how his cock felt when it was close to giving me what I wanted. He was the first to come close.
I let go of his cock just as it started throbbing in my hand, Danny let out a quiet moan of frustration.
I let him cool for a moment, watching his cock twitching as it stood rock hard on its own, desperate for one last stroke. Once I could tell his member had calmed down again I ran a finger up his shaft, taking some of his precum on my finger, I slowly brought it to my mouth. I was instantly cast back to that first taste he'd given me.
I'd finally got another taste of that salty precum but now I wanted more. Knowing the driver would see me disappear to take it into my mouth I had to make do with what I'd had.
I was bucking my own hips, dying to be touched and for my cock which was now almost unbearably tight in my shorts to be freed.
