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shoulders and pushed me down on his cock hard, and I could tell
from the strain on his face he was starting to cum.
“Tight ass!” he moaned.
He sat up and we wrapped our arms around each other while
I still sat on his cock. I loved knowing his sperm was inside me-
even if it was in a rubber.
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“That was hot,” I finally managed to say.
“Hell, yeah,” he said.
“I think this has been the best layover I’ve ever had,” I said,
running my hands over his chest.
We eventually pulled ourselves apart and each took turns in
hot shower. I spent the time he was in the shower laying back on the
bed with his worn underwear covering my face, intoxicated by his
smell.
Between the hot shower and the fucking I couldn’t
remember the last time I had been so relaxed.
I sat on Joe’s bed and watched him put on a fresh pair of
blue briefs that highlighted his ass in a really good way. I wondered
if he had ever let anyone take, or at least taste, his anal cherry.
“I wouldn’t have been surprised to have done this with a
flight attendant, but I never expected a captain,” I said.
Joe chuckled and poured himself a vodka tonic with
ingredients out of the mini-bar.
“You’d be surprised,” he said. “My first experience was in a
cockpit with another captain.”
“No way!” I exclaimed. I moved down to sit on the edge of
the bed. “Are you serious? In the cockpit?”
Joe nodded and smiled, the kind of smile one makes when
thinking of a real pleasant memory. He took a sip of his drink and
kicked back in the overstuffed red chair in the room.
“Few years ago this week actually,” he began. “It was New
Year’s night. You know we got stuck with the crummy schedule.
Everyone wants to be with their friends and family, but you’re up in
the air in a tiny cockpit for hours.”
“How did it start?” I asked. I felt my dick start to harden
again at this thought of this kinky fun.
“There were three captains. One guy, the more senior one,
older and always a little grouchy went to take his rest break where
we can lay down for a bit. It was in the middle of the night so not a
lot was happening back in the passenger cabin. It was just me and
this guy named Zack. He was from the mid-west, dark blonde head,
tall, corn fed kinda build. A real man’s man. I would’ve never
believed it if I hadn’t been there to experience it myself.”
“Who made the first move?” I asked.
“Him, definitely. I was still sort of coming to terms with the
fact that I liked to fuck guys, too. I’d only played around with a
couple of guys in school. Always after a long night of partying, and
there was no pussy around. No one ever mentioned it the next day.”
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“What did the other pilot do?”
“He started asking me if I had a wife. I said no. Then he
asked if there was a girlfriend. No again. Next he told me he was
divorced and that his wife just was never able to give him what he
really wanted. He then looked down at my crotch and his gaze
stayed there for a few seconds.”
My own cock bobbed to attention in my shorts, and I felt
myself get wet just listening to this story of two men in a tight space.
“He then reached over and started rubbing my cock through
my uniform pants. I got a little nervous wondering if someone
would walk in, but it excited me at the same time. He started telling
me how impressive my cock was which is what every dude wants to
hear of course.”
He took another sip of his drink I assume to allow that
image of him being felt up in the cockpit to fully form in my mind.
“He then told me he wanted to suck my cock right then and
there. I was thrown. I didn’t know how to respond at first, and
finally, I said what if someone walked in on us from the crew.
Surely, that had to be a FAA violation. I mean, shit! Knob slobbers
in the cock pit wasn’t in the rule book. And then the next thing I
know he announces over the PA system that he’s turning the Fasten
Seatbelt Sign on and all passengers and crew must return to their
seats because of some upcoming turbulence.”
“No shit!” I exclaimed.
“Yeah, and I couldn’t help but burst out laughing when he
did. I mean it was genius, but he told me that another pilot had
taught him that trick to use whenever you wanted to do something in
the cock pit and not have unwanted visitors popping in. He then
reached over, took out my cock, bent over my seat and gave me the
most amazing head I had ever gotten. This super masculine guy just
went down on my cock like he was starving for it, and then when I
tried to pull back when I knew I was about to cum he wouldn’t let
me pull away. I came all in the dude’s mouth and he swallowed
every drop of juice that my cock could produce.”
“Fuck, man. That’s so hot,” I said, while wondering how I
could use this in one of my stories one day, but I wondered if people
would believe it.
“Afterwards, he just took out his dick and started stroking it
until he came in his coffee cup. He then announced that people
could once again move about the cabin.” He sighed at the memory.
“Happens every now and then on a flight. It’s long boring work and
you’re cramped into a tiny space. So, you know things happen.”
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“I don’t know if I’ll ever think the same about flying again,”
I told Joe.
He laughed and said, “Yeah, you never know.” He paused.
“Now suck my cock some more.”
The next day when I finally got on my flight to arrive at the
party an entire day late, I couldn’t wait to pull out my laptop and
work on my new story. My night with Joe had inspired me to new
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