Airport Fuck

This takes place when I was in my upper 20’s. I used to travel for work very often, and because our company headquarters were located in Bloomington, MN, I’d fly into Minneapolis often. On one of the first of these trips, after landing, I had to take a leak in the worst way. I made a mad dash to the restroom before heading to baggage claim. 

Like I said, at the time, I was in my upper 20’s. 6’, 170, thick brown hair, slender build, not bad looking, I’d turned some heads in my day, and that day was one of them. I ran to the urinal and started to take a leak, and standing 2 stalls down from me was a man in pilot uniform. He was towering over me, and he kept looking over to his left in my direction, and I thought I saw him stroking. I gained the courage to look over to him and he winked. Then he moved over to the stall next to me, and I saw his big thick angry dick. It was over 9”c, and beer can thick. I was still in the middle of pissing, but I licked my lips.

He whispered to me “you like that big dick?”. I shook my head “yes”. Then he asked, “you want it?”, and I said, “yes”. Then he said, “follow me”. He zipped up, washed his hands, and walked out. I finished pissing, shook my cock, washed my hands in a hurry, and he was just outside the exit waiting for me. I walked over to him and he said in a low voice, “walk behind me”. I got a good look at him, he was in his 40’s I’d say, a good 6’6”, prob 190-200#, close cropped black hair, blue eyes, clean shaven. He exuded MAN. I was smitten!!

We walked towards a set of elevators, and when we got inside and we were alone, he said “I’m gonna fuck your so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week”! That took me off-guard, but I said nothing because I was so nervous!The elevator stopped and we got off. He walked out first and I followed a few steps behind.

He walked over to a door and punched in a code and the door propped open. He said, “get in here, boy”. I walked in and he locked the door behind us. We were in an office. Probably his office. I then noticed a wedding ring on his finger, and family pictures on the cabinet behind him. Oh fuck I thought, married dick! I was excited!

He took off his jacket and threw it over one of the 2 chairs in front of his desk. Then he unbuttoned his shirt, no undershirt, and his dark hairy chest appeared. Then he undid his belt, pulled down his zipper, and dropped his pants. Poking out of his boxers was that boned up cock! He was still raging hard since the urinal! I needed direction, I was nervous. He said, “on your knees, boy”. And I kneeled in front of him, and he pressed his hard cock up to my lips and I opened my mouth. He pushed inside. And pressed my head into his crotch, filling my face with dick. His unshaved balls tickled my chin, his thick black pubes in my nose. Ohhh fuck, so hot! He began to fuck my mouth taking full control. 

I reached up to run my hands through that thick chest hair and my fingers tweaked and squeezed his nipples. At that time, I was really discovering just how much of a submissive bottom I am, and I was exploring and hungry. After several minutes of being his cocksucker, he pulled out of my mouth and walked over to his desk. He swiped everything off the desk, and said, “take off those pants, boy”. I stepped out of them, and I walked over to him, he bent me over the desk and tore my jockey briefs in half so my ass was exposed. He began to smack it, then he shoved his fingers in my face and I licked them and wet them. He then shoved 2 fingers up my ass, and eventually a third. 

He slapped my ass again, spit into my hole, and then popped that big boner inside me. My hole wasn’t well-lubed by any means, but i wasn’t in a position to change that. He preceded to give me one of the hottest fucks of my lifetime. It was carnal, it was deep, it was hard. And when he bred my hole, he panted, “take my babies, boy”! I looked ahead and saw the pic of of his kids, 3 I think, and thought, the seed up my ass is the same seed that created these children. It was virile man-seed! 

When he finished, he pulled out, tucked his cock into his boxers, and started to button up his shirt. He said, “you better get out of here, boy”. I quickly put my clothes back on. I kept the ripped underwear on. I walked back to the elevator with a clenched ass, and when I got down to baggage claim, my name was being called overhead. I hadn’t claimed my bag and they were looking for me!

As you can imagine, that began frequent trips to that particular restroom when I visited there over a 4 year period. I did meet a local, Dale, who was in his mid to upper 30’s, and a professor at a university. He was hot, and very hung! Uncut cock. We played at least 12-15 times over these years, and we had a few sleepovers. I’d wake up with a sore ass, and filled up with many loads of cum. Good times, and I miss them!