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Eyjafjallajökull

By David Heulfryn
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The volcano Preteen Models Cp on Eyjafjallajökull started erupting on 21st
March 2010, but it wasn’t until later when the ash cloud shrouded the United
Kingdom and grounded all air travel for six days, that it would give me one of
the best weekends of my life.

Being a slow day, I decided to get up from my desk and
stretch my legs. I needed a hotel booking for a two day seminar in Manchester as
part of my continual professional development; it was required for me to keep my
membership of the accountancy body. It was a chore and so was not looking
forward to it.
So instead of emailing the admin lady, I thought I’d
go and see her. It would pass a bit of time and she was always good for some
gossip.
Leaving my stuffy office, I walked along the cool and
airy corridor and entered Sue’s equally stuffy office. She was on the phone,
looking slightly stressed and a cute young man waited for her to finish. My eyes
flicked to his arse and then to his face; he turned his head to look at me as my
eyes were travelling up his body.
Smiling, I nodded my silent greeting, not wanting to
disturb Sue who was talking on the phone.
I’d seen this bloke around the office before. He would
occasionally come over from Finland to work with our ‘Implementations
Department’. He’d been here all week on this trip and I would always say
morning when our paths crossed in the kitchen as I made my morning cup of
tea. On a few occasions we spoke about the weather. Typical English. I always
wanted to talk more but was either too busy or, if truth be known, embarrassed.
I just knew I would embarrass myself as I looked into his deep blue eyes; I
always did when I thought someone was cute. I suppose you could call me the
archetypal awkward accountant.
When Sue finally hung up the telephone, she let out a
loud and long sigh. “Hi Rob.” She said to me before turning to the young man.
“Well it seems that there are no flights anywhere in
the country. They are reviewing the situation later today and will update us at
seven this evening, but the bloke said he wasn’t holding out much hope that the
flight ban would be lifted then.”
“So do I just wait?” The young man spoke with a Preteen Models Cp heavy
Scandinavian accent and I detected a hint of sadness in his face; his prospect
of getting home was slim.
Sue nodded and shrugged her shoulders. “It’s been like
this for a couple of days now. I’ve got a salesman stuck in Rome and our MD is
stuck in Helsinki at your head offices. Both are calling me constantly to try
and find a way to get them back.”
“But I’ve checked out of my hotel?” It was when he
said this that I noticed a small suitcase leaning against the wall.
She mentioned that the hotel he was staying in was
full as she’d tried to get someone else a room there that morning and failed.
The next closest hotel was a luxury five star hotel and Sue sucked in her breath
through her teeth. “It’s very expensive.” She said. “I know we’ve got to look
after you but they will not like paying those prices. There are cheaper ones
further out, but it’ll mean taking taxis everywhere.”
“So I will be here all weekend. Great!” He was
exasperated.
“Hey!” I suddenly found some confidence and butted in.
“It’s just come to me but why not stay with me instead of being on your own all
weekend. I’ve got a spare bedroom and we can keep an eye on the flight situation
and if a window opens I can take you to the airport.”
He screwed his face up in thought.
“I can Preteen Models Cp show you round the city, take in a few bars,
whatever you like. I’m doing nothing this weekend and if you’re in a hotel
chances are you’ll be doing nothing weekend too. Unless you pick up one of those
ladies that frequent hotel bars.” I smiled at him.
“No chance of that.” He huffed.
“It’s up to you, Ky.” Sue told him. “I’m easy either
way, but let me know soon if you want me to book that hotel.”
Ky thought a moment longer. “Well it’s a choice of a
luxury hotel, with a nice gym and swimming pool or bunking up with you.” He
looked at me and I sensed a wry smile. “Well I have not got my gym things so it
looks like you’ve got me.”
“Brilliant!” My excitement almost got the better of
me. I extended my hand. “My name’s Rob, by the way.”
“Kyösti, but call my Ky.” We shook hands and as my
fingers felt his smooth blond hairs on the back of his hand, my cock lurched.
I told him where my office was and that I was due to
finish at five o’clock; we arranged for him to meet me there as he went to keep
himself busy for the rest of the day.

It was passed lunchtime so I only had a few hours to wait,
but for those few hours my mind wandered constantly and I ended up doing little
work. My mind played out scenarios and considered which bars to take him to.
Would he want to go clubbing? I hated clubbing but for him I would suffer.
Hearing a cough my mind focused and I saw Ky standing
in my doorway. “You look bored.” He said and I smiled when I heard his soft
tone in his strange accent.
“Sorry, just day dreaming, away with the fairies”
“What is ‘away with the fairies’?” He looked so sweet
as he furrowed his brow in confusion.
“Just an expression; here is body but not in mind,
your mind is somewhere else.”
“Oh. And where was your mind.”
“In a bar with a pint of beer - anywhere away from my
desk and numbers.” I started collating the paperwork on my desk and putting it
in my in-tray, ready for me to continue working on come Monday morning. Clicking
my mouse, I set my computer to shut down and stood up. Involuntarily, I
stretched my back and yawned breathing new life into my body. “Come on then, Ky.
Time to get outa here.”
We talked on the short drive home. I found out that
there was no-one waiting for him back in Finland so he didn’t need to ring
anybody to let them know he wouldn’t be coming home although he did send his
parents a quick text message.
“It looks like a nice house.” Ky said as I pulled into
my tiny driveway barely long enough for my car to fit on.
It was a new build house so everything on the estate
still looked clean and tidy, even my little patch of garden which is surprising
as I hate gardening. I’d moved in about six months ago and was mostly unpacked
but there were a few boxes hidden in corners.
Taking Ky’s small suitcase I told him to follow me as
I went upstairs and lay it down on the spare bed. “It’s not made up yet as I’ve
not had any visitors before now. I just need to put the bedclothes on and then
you’re all set.”
“Thank you, Rob.”
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dinner. How does pasta sound?”
“Sounds good.” Ky responded and he followed me back
downstairs and into the kitchen.
I started to prepare dinner as Ky perched on the small
dining table watching me. He did offer to help but it was a quick meal so there
was very little to do, I just needed to brown some mince chuck in a jar of pasta
sauce and cook the pasta. I usually enjoyed cooking but after a long week at
work this was all I had the energy for.
Ky looked a little sad as we ate and he said very
little, I assumed he was thinking about home and how much he wanted to go back;
I know I would if I were in his position.
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“Look,” I started, “it’s been a long week. What d’ya
say that we get changed and head out for a drink after we’ve eaten.”
“Ok.” He nodded. “But I have no spare clothes; I only
brought enough for the few days I was supposed to be here.”
“No probs. Just go as you are and tomorrow we’ll do
some washing.”
“Thank you. You are so kind.”
I Preteen Models Cp left Ky downstairs while I changed. He offered to
wash up so I left him with his hands in sink while I changed into some slacks
and Preteen Models Cp a loose shirt.
Never one to drink and drive, we caught the bus into
the city and made our way to one of my favourite pubs. It was still early so few
people were around and they were mostly still small groups of workers having a
quick drink before going home.
Not wanting to scare Ky, I took him to a
straight-friendly bar. He grabbed a table while I got us a drink. The place
wasn’t too overtly gay at this time but I knew as the night grew darker then the
pub would turn very camp and then the transvestites would come in. As soon as
this happened I would take Ky somewhere else. I had no idea where to, but I had
a good few hours to think of something.
I enjoyed hearing Ky talk all about his home and
Finland. He spoke with real affection for his country and how he always enjoyed
the moment he returned from these work trips. It took a lot of pressure off me
while he spoke as I looked intently into his eyes while he spoke.
For someone so young he seemed very mature, I found
out he was twenty five, three years younger than me, but he seemed much older in
attitude. I supposed it was the Finnish way, or perhaps it was just him. As he
spoke of his homeland, I concluded it was his culture and upbringing that had
made him so levelled.
I’d always imagined the Scandinavians to be pale and
blond, but Ky was mousy brown and his skin was slightly tanned, not too much but
just enough to show a little colour. His rounded face drew you into his ice blue
eyes and his thick-set frame made him look more imposing than his personality.
If you pushed me to describe his body I would say he was chunky, though that
does not mean he was fat. His wide frame meant that he carried an extra few
pounds but I find that attractive in a man, not skinny with bones protruding
from his skin but a nicely cushioned body.
Before I knew it, I was getting up to order our fourth
pints. Ky was drinking at a slower pace than me and still had half a glass.
“You Brits certainly know how to drink!” He smiled and
tried to finish his drink as I placed a fresh one in front of him and I noticed
trails of lager dribbling down his chin from the sides of his mouth. Wiping his
mouth, he told me he needed the toilet and I watched him as he made his way to
the Gents. He didn’t stagger or stumble but he was swerving a little, the
alcohol certainly having its effect on him.
Two drinks later I took pity on Ky and suggested we
leave; I was certainly half-cut and Ky was even worse for wear even with leaving
most of his last drink.
Taking a taxi back, I noticed Ky nodding off, his head
slumped backwards and his mouth hung open slighlty.
“Just ‘ere, Mate.” I told the driver and he pulled up
outside my house. After paying him I prodded Ky back to life and helped him out
the car by holding on to his arm.
Once inside, Ky went straight upstairs. “Shit!” He
said as he went into the spare room.
I’d forgotten to put the bedclothes on, thinking we
wouldn’t be out too late I thought it could wait until we got home, but I never
thought we’d come home in our present state.
Climbing the stairs, I saw Ky come out of the spare
room and, after trying several door handles and finding the bathroom and airing
cupboard, he found my room. I followed him in.
“I sleep here.” He said as he pulled his jumper over
his head. “It’s big enough for both.” The next few words were either slurred or
in Finnish.
Feeling dog tired I didn’t argue, I just wanted to go
to sleep myself so followed his lead and started to undress. I usually sleep au
naturel but with a guest in my bed I decided to leave on my boxer-briefs. Ky on
the other had no worries and I was shocked when wearing only some light blue
Y-fronts, he pulled them down and left them by his feet on the floor.
I stared at my naked guest but he didn’t seem to
notice, instead he got into my bed, rolled on his side and went to sleep.
After one last trip to the bathroom to empty my
bladder, I turned off the lights and joined him. I lay with my back to his and
thought about his naked body next to mine. I gradually got hard and my cock
strained its confines. Putting the image at the back of my mind I fell asleep.

Normally I would sleep in on a Saturday morning, but not
today. Squinting, I looked at my bedside clock which told me it was nearly eight
o’clock. Then my bladder made its presence felt and I slipped out of bed to
relieve myself.
As I came back into the bedroom I saw Ky lying on his
back. The quilt was now lying on the floor Preteen Models Cp beside him where he’d obviously
tossed it aside. I moved to the foot of the bed and looked at his naked body.
My eyes traced over his skin, his right arm raised
above his head, his elbow bent as if creating a frame for a work of art. His
face was expressionless as I looked at the small brown tuft of hair under his
arm. There were no sign of pecs or abs on his torso, nor was there any hair. At
least not until I reached his navel. A few wisps of brown hair Preteen Models Cp curled around and
grew thicker as it reached a naturally thick and tidy set of pubes. They didn’t
taper out as they reached higher but just suddenly stopped when they reached
their limit, the only tapering was that very narrow treasure trail barely a
centimetre thick. It reminded me of a small coppice of trees on the edge of a
field; as you walk across the field the sun beats down on your sweaty body, one
step further and everything changes and you are sheltered among the trees and a
cool breeze refreshes you. How I wanted those pubes to refresh me.
His right leg was also bent slightly which opened a
space between his thighs for his balls to fall down and the spattering of curly
hairs to tickle his skin. Unlike his balls, Ky’s cock clung on to his thigh and
rested as it looked at his hip. Licking my lips, I felt my dick lurch and
thicken.
Looking down I noticed my underwear begin to tent and
in an attempt to cover it up, I lay back down on my bed. I lay on my side
resting my head on my arm, lifting it so I could still look at Ky’s exposed
body.
Preteen Models Cp The cool morning air caused his body to grow goose
bumps and I leant in closer to see those imperceptible blond hairs which thinly
covered his chest and his nipples that looked as hard as diamond. Again my dick
lurched as I thought of wrapping my warm lips over his nipples and nibbling on
those hard sharp nubs.
With all my attention on his nipples, I didn’t notice
his cock grow thick, longer and harder and with a sharp intake of breath, Ky
smiled and opened his eyes.
Like a naughty schoolboy getting caught I Preteen Models Cp quickly lay
back and feigned sleep. But I’d twisted and lay on my back, I knew it looked
unnatural and I also felt my hard cock as it swayed within my underwear like a
flagpole swaying in a gale.
I sighed, annoyed at my clumsy actions. “Sorry, Ky.
But you have such a beautiful body.”
“You should know; you’ve been looking at it for over
ten minutes.”
Looking over at Ky I saw his face turned to me with a
huge smile. His hand crept over to my side of the bed and grasped my hard cock
through my underwear. He slowly began to wank me and I soon gasped feeling my
orgasm rise rapidly.
This was not going to be over after four small strokes
on my cock, so I lifted myself and straddled Ky, his cock lay under my arse and
his hand was forced from my dick. Leaning forward I kissed him, I kissed him
long and deep with my tongue delving deep within him.
My body melted until I lay on top of him. His legs
wrapped themselves around me and I felt his cock Preteen Models Cp press between my legs. With one
great heave, Ky rolled me over, his face was locked to mine as his tongue
invaded my mouth. Like a hungry wolf devouring his prey, Ky kissed and bit and
nibbled his way down my body. His chin hit my rigid cock and it scraped his face
as he went further down. Clad in cloth, my dick rolled around his chin then with
a soft roar he opened his mouth and his teeth gripped my cock. Preteen Models Cp I was his.
Ky grabbed my underwear and pulled them down and off
my feet, his teeth releasing my cock but was then replaced by his lips.
His tongue worked my Preteen Models Cp knob like an expert and I began
to writhe beneath him. My balls started to ache and without warning I blasted
the back of Ky’s throat with a rapid round fire of my cum.
Swallowing, Ky rubbed his lips over my sensitive cock
cleaning off my cum and teasing out those remaining drops which usually stay
inside my cock and leak out later to dampen my underwear or bed sheets,
depending on where I wank.
With my cock softening, he released me and pulled
himself up my body, after a brief kiss, where I didn’t taste any trace of
cum on his lips, he asked me, “Do you have any lube?”
I didn’t need to Preteen Models Cp
look where my hand was going as I had
done this many times. It automatically opened the top drawer of my bedside table
grabbed the cold tube of lube and tidily pushed the drawer closed. I didn’t pass
the lube to Ky, instead I squirted a glob onto my palm and plunged it between us
grabbing his hard cock and smeared it. With the remaining lube on my hand, I
delved beneath me and fingered the last bit of lube onto and into my hole.
Smiling at me, Ky grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs
and arse high in the air. “You have a nice ass.” He told me and then lowered my
slightly to line his hard cock up with my hole.
I could feel his knob against my hole and I stopped
breathing. My own cock lurched and grew harder at the anticipation. Then I felt
him push forward and his knob slipped easily inside me. I released the breath I
was holding and my hole twitched and tried to suck him in further. Ky knew by
how easily I accepted his cock that I had been fucked many times and realised he
didn’t need to take it as slow as he would if he was breaking in a fresh arse.
With a long slow stroke he pushed his cock deep inside me, bruising my prostate
on its way. It felt like my whole insides lurched and tried to suck more of his
cock inside me. My dick went very hard and I saw a few drops of cum dribble from
my exposed knob. The end flared and looked a deep crimson as the white cum
thinned and cleared, replaced by a steady flow of my colourless pre-cum.
Pulling back, Ky began to fuck me. I groaned and
gripped his cock with my arse. I wanted to grab my cock and wank myself but with
each of Ky’s strokes he grazed my prostate and sent waves ecstasy over my body.
Sweat began to emerge over Ky’s body, it would run
over his skin and form drops which fell and splashed on my chest. Whenever I
could I would try Preteen Models Cp and look at him but each time his eyes were closed, his head
rolling around with his mouth hanging open slightly to release his moans.
His stokes became slower but harder, my cock throbbed
and began flailing, I watched as my orgasm burst through and cum sprayed from
cock and covered both Ky and me like a garden sprinkler watering a lawn.
Ky’s eyes opened and we looked at each other Preteen Models Cp as I felt
his cock thicken and push further against my hole. With a couple of determined
stokes he froze and his cock sprayed my insides with his thick cum. His deep
groans reverberated through him and were channelled by his cock into me.
After a brief and tender kiss, he collapsed onto me,
his cock stayed in my but I could feel it slipping out. My arse contracted
trying desperately to keep it in me but I failed and it slowly popped out
leaving and empty space inside me which I wanted him to fill.
He rolled off me and lay on his back, his chest rising
and falling in recovery. I rolled onto my side and looked at his body, his cock
was shining and covered in cum and lube, my hands rested on his chest and
started to rub the small droplets of my cum into his skin.

Kyösti didn’t
manage to get a flight home until towards the Preteen Models Cp end of the following week. We both
knew our time together was limited and we made every moment a moment to
remember. When he left, I hoped his next trip to England would be very soon.

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