Harry looked at him, with a red color on his cheeks.

"Is it everything ok?" Matthew asked, standing up.

"Yeah it is, and it was so good" Harry answered going towards the bathroom.

He approached the shower and turned on the water.

"I'm going to take a shower" he said to Matthew.

Harry entered it and began to think about what was happened.

Harry's thoughts: I kissed Matthew, my friend, we work together, how can our friendship go now?! Why am I so stupid? I'm married. Fuck off. But it was so fucking good. His lips, mmmh. How he was touching me. I loved it. I want it again, I want more. OK it is wrong, it'll never happen again. I don't have to think about it. OK, let's think about what to do now. Now I return in the bedroom, I don't talk about it, I don't kiss him, but I say that I'm tired and I should sleep so that he can go home or sleep on the couch. OK, great plan. Let's go.

He went to the other room again, with a blue towel around his waist.

"Matt, I'm really tired and.."

"Ok, let's sleep" Matthew answered lying on Harry's bed.

"Sleep together? Ok, this is a fucking problem" Harry thought.

He approached the closet and took black boxers.
He was going to put them on there but it was so embarrassing since Matt was staring at him.
So he did it in the bathroom.

"Emh.. I sleep just with boxers, is it a problem for you?" Harry asked sitting on the corner of the bed.

"No, why?" Matt asked, smiling.

"He is so innocent, with that precious smile, without perversion. And some minutes before he was giving me pleasure with his mouth, his tongue, his hands, without shame. And now he's here, lying on the bed, staring at me, smiling insecure, he wants to sleep with me. He's so cute".

Harry was now with the head on the pillow, turned at the other side, in order not to see his eyes.
The room was very dark, he could just hear Matthew's breath.

"Harry.. are u awake?" Matt asked half an hour later.

"Yeah I am" he answered.
He was so worried, he couldn't fall asleep.

Harry turned slowly to Matt. "What's up?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.

"It's just that.. we should talk about what happened" he whispered.

"I don't want to.. I mean, it happened, and it was so good.. but I don't want to make it become embarrassing.." Harry tried to explain, but Matthew suddenly kissed him.

Harry tried to break it but he couldn't, his desire was very strong.

Their tongues touched, while Harry's hands were grabbing Matthew's hips to make him sit on the top of him. Now the younger was sitting on the older, kissing him.

The kiss was very deep, they were both without breath, their saliva were mixing, their hands couldn't be stopped, their tongues were dancing.

Harry pushed Matt's waist against his and they could both feel each other's erection.

"H-Harry.." Matthew groans, rubbing deeper.

"Matt we should stop it, or it'll become something more" he tried to say.

"I don't want to" the other answered, while he was kissing his neck.

Harry stopped him and took him off from himself.

"We have a plane tomorrow, goodnight" he said laughing and turning to the other side.

Matt said something and then fell asleep.

The older was very worried, he wanted to do something but he kept thinking about his wife.

"I can't" he thought.

The next morning..
They were ready to go..
No one of them was talking with the other.

Waking up, they had realized what has happened the night before, so they were avoid the conversation.

The only thing that Harry said was "Let's go or we'll arrived late".

At the airport the others were all ready to go.

They sat on the plane.

Alberto near David, Matt near Dom and Kat, Harry near Emeraude.

The flight was going well, they were all talking or sleeping, Matt was watching a movie.

After 2 hours... Harry was sleeping and his dream was not very quite. He was dreaming about his friend, touching his butt and licking his neck.

His erection was fortunately covered by the blanket he had on.

He was really turned on, but thanks to a turbulence he suddenly woke up.

He rubbed his eyes and waited his penis to return normal before to stand up to go to the bathroom. He took off his headphones and the blanket. He stretched the legs and stepped to the end of the plane.

Some seats behind him, Matt was chatting on his phone.

He glanced up and smiled.

Harry felt shivers all along his spine, he was still turned on because of the dream, and his erection was growing again.

Fortunately just Matt noticed it and opened wide the eyes.

Harry realized it and stepped quickly to the bathroom, blushing badly.

He entered it and closed his eyes, supported by the door. Someone knocked the door.

Harry opened the door and Matt was in front of him. "You ok buddy? You ran away" he asked, a bit worried.

"Y-yeah don't worry".

"Oh" Matt said staring at the bulge between his pants. He wanted not to let Harry to realize that he had noticed that, but he couldn't look away.
That big member was in front of him, pulsing against his pants' fabric, ready to be touched, licked.

"S-stop staring at.. that" Harry said covering it with the hand.

"D- don't cover it" Matt said, grabbing his hand and taking it away from it, with trembling voice.

He was insecure about what to do, but he wanted him. He had always wanted him.
He entered the bathroom, while Harry was staring at him very confused and worried.

Matt kissed him very strongly.
He touched his erection and a groan came out from Harry's mouth.

"S-stop, we can't" the older said.

"Do you want me to stop?" Matt asked, kissing his neck.

Harry closed the eyes, thinking about nothing, just enjoying the pleasure. He thought about the dream, that fucking good dream.

"No" he answered, changing the position and taking the control of the situation.

Harry was more experienced than Matt, more perverse, but the younger was not married, and with Ester the situation was not really good, so he had more courage to let himself go.
And obviously Matt was sure about to feel something very strong for Harry, while him was married and insecure about what was happening.

Harry blocked Matt's wrists and licked his neck, letting himself go, letting the guard down.
He kissed his neck, licking it, paying attention not to leave red bruises. He took off the other's t-shirt, and kissed his chest, his hot abs.

Matt was groaning loud.

"Make less noise" Harry said laughing.

"I want more" Matt whispered, smirkling.

Harry kneeled and fumbled in his belt, while Matt's erection was pushing against his pants, almost hurting him.

Shum lowered the pants and looked at the bulge. Huge bulge. Hot and pulsing.
He kissed it from over the pants and Matt tilted the head back, grabbing Harry's head with both hands.

"Do you want me to lick it? To touch it? To bite it?" Harry teased him.

"Y-yes.. please" Matt implored, breathless.

Harry smirked.

In that moment he was not thinking about anything. No wife, no job, no other people in that plane.
He just wanted to give him pleasure.