The airport was buzzing with the crowds of Floridian heatwave. I had just finished visiting some family and was headed back home to Maine. The warm air and 8 days of pure sunshine helped provide some relief from the bitter November days that were to come. I sat in my gray sweatpants and hoodie, a rare outlier in the sea of shorts and tank tops. As I sat and waited for my flight to board, I scanned the gate sitting area and studied the different characters moving around me. A couple going off to get some coffee. A young child playing with their mom. An elderly woman reading a book.
I played this game for several minutes before my attention shifted toward somebody new. A man had approached from the security terminal and was walking slowly toward my end of the seating area. He stood around 6’2, a solid build of a man. Almost a Henry Cavill look a like if you squinted for a moment. He wore a tight thin sweater rolled up to his elbows that hugged the his pecs. This guy clearly worked out a lot. I tried not to stare as I continued taking in the detail of his form. His blue faded jeans hugged the bulk of his thighs as he passed my seat toward the airline counter, his black tousled hair just peeking out from the back of his baseball cap. He gave off an effortless charm that I could not seem to look away from. I watched as he placed his carry-on bag down down and began speaking to the employee. Even his ass was huge. I admired his body with obsessive precision as he shifted his weight from one foot to another. After a few shared exchanges and a laugh, he picked up his bag once more and started back toward the seats across from me before choosing one a bit to my left and plopping himself down. I could see the shape of his nipples piercing through his sweater and that was driving me crazy for some reason. Guess I didn’t really have time to jack off during the last week. Just some pent up sexual energy I had to do my best to ignore.
I tried to distract myself with my phone but I found myself stealing glances at him every so often. He was lost in the depth of his own screen, scrolling away at something. I watched carefully, waiting for any new movement that might reveal a new angle to his seemingly limitless hotness. Luck seemed to strike, as the man seemed to get an itch toward his groin. He lowered his hand thoughtfully at first, gently itching at the inner corner of his thigh before using his whole hand to grab onto his bulge and scratch below his balls. It was no surprise that he seemed to have a lot of meat to shuffle around as he repositioned himself. A long stretch of his arms revealed a hairy trail leading down under his jeans. I could only imagine those huge pecs were also covered in a nice layer of fur.
I was becoming relentless to the point where I began to frustrate myself. I decided to get up and remove myself from his view. There was no sense gawking at a guy I was never going to see again. I grabbed my backpack and made my way toward the coffee shop for a little treat. As I waited and stared at the menu, I searched for my wallet in my back pocket only to find its usual spot empty. Fuck. It probably fell back into the chair. I seemed to do that all the time. I turned myself around with force only to collide directly into somebody that I had failed to sense waiting in line behind me. I looked forward at the person, losing my train of thought as two beautiful pecs bound tight in blue cashmere greeted my eyes. I looked up to greet the man with a nervous smile, apologizing quickly for colliding into him.
“No, please don’t be sorry. I was looking for you actually. You left this in your seat!” I looked down and saw my wallet sitting neatly in the palm of his hand.
“Oh my god! Thank you so much. This would be the worst place to lose that. Let me buy you a coffee, I was just about to order.”
He let out a warm chuckle. “That’s okay, I better go catch my flight. But glad I was able to locate you. Safe travels, Stuart!”
And just like that he was off. I wondered how he knew my name, but then remembered he had my wallet and probably looked at my ID. I went to go grab some cash when a piece of white paper fell out of my wallet. I picked it up and read the message scribbled in pen. “Hi Stuart. This is Vaughn. I think you may find me attractive. I think you are handsome. Call me maybe?” . I stared in disbelief at the number written out underneath. This was impossible. Or maybe it was possible. I mean, I was an attractive guy. I worked out a lot. I had some good bulk to me. But shit like this still never happened to me. I wondered if he would actually ever answer my call. Or if he even lived anywhere near me.
By the time I got back to my gate, people had already started boarding. I shuffled my way into the loading tunnel and waiting patiently as I got closer to the plane entrance. I glanced down at my ticket one more time to recall my seat number. 19B. Only two seats on each side which was good as this airline was notorious for tight cramped economy seats. At least I had the aisle. As I made my way to row 19, I looked up to see Vaughn sitting in 19A, directly next to my currently empty seat. We both caught each others eye and immediately shook our heads with a laugh.
“Well isn’t this interesting luck.” I said as a tossed myself down into the seat next to him. Our legs immediately collided with one another, barely enough space for us both to fit without me knocking someone over in the aisle with my thigh.
Vaughn let out a warm laugh. “I think they make these planes tighter and tighter. Maybe we move this for sake of comfort?” He asked as he pushed up the arm rest that separated our chairs, not waiting for my permission.
“Don’t know if it will help. They think they are funny for putting the two biggest guys in the same row.” I joked.
Vaughn took a moment to study my chest and arms. “I don’t know, you may have me beat there pal.”
“No way. I may be a little bulkier but you look solid. I’m all cushion.”
“Well that’s good. I made need some cushion. It’s a long flight home.”
As the first hour of the flight went under way, Vaughn and I began to make small talk and get to know each other a bit more. I learned he was a contractor and also lived in Maine. We joked about my losing my wallet. I admitted I got his note. There seemed to be something there. But even more than romantic, there was an intense desire in me to rip his clothes off right there and the fact that I couldn’t was driving me crazy. At some point we got on the discussion of tattoos. He had complimented the piece of ivy I had on my outer forearm and so I asked him if he had any himself.
“None that I can show right now.” He laughed playfully. “Well maybe one of them.” He looked around for a moment, determining that it was clear nobody was paying any attention to us. He then lifted up the front of his sweater and presented the front of his chest to me. I didn’t even see the tattoo at first, my mind was lost in his beautifully sculpted chest and glorious chest hair. His pecs were thick and full, his nipples large and flushed pink. That’s when I noticed a beautiful swallow on his upper right pec.
All I seemed to be able to verbalize was “Wow”. He laughed and lowered his sweater back down. I stared down at my feet for a moment, trying to control the firming erection in my pants. I think Vaughn had noticed the growing bulge because he lowered his right hand onto my thigh and leaned over to whisper in my ear.
“Something tells me you weren’t that focused on my tattoo.” I could feel my dick throbbing at the suggestion of his hand’s weight on me.
“Pull up your right leg.” He directed. I did as he said, moving my right foot up onto the foot rest and using my bent leg to conceal his hand from view from the people across. Vaughn then took hold of my sweatpants waistband with force, pulled it forward, and dragged it down to below my cock and balls, revealing my firm erection glistening with sweat, already throbbing red . He brought his hand back to his mouth and wet several of his fingers with his own saliva. I could not believe he was about to do this but I could not stop him. I wouldn’t stop him.
He brought his hand back to my head and began to tease it with his fingers. He allowed his slick skin to rub along the tip of my shaft just below my head, causing me to audibly moan. I did my best to make the sound appear natural, like a yawn. He continued to jerk my slowly as we stared into each others eyes. I looked back down at his hand, his pace still slow to not make any excess noise. He had me so horny that I was already dripping precum onto his fingers. He paused in between strokes to lubricate his fingers once more and lick my precum off, seeming to savor the taste. We stopped when we heard the announcement of the airline staff coming around with drinks. I tucked my cock back into my pants, my head tense with the pressure of a orgasm ready to shoot my load all over my seat.
While we waited for the airline staff to finish their rounds, I could not help but touch him in whatever casual way I could. First his thigh, then his bulge when I gained enough courage. He smiled softly at me as I could feel his cock firming through his jeans. I then found my hand making its way under his sweater, using my fingers to tease those nipples that I could not stop thinking about. We locked eyes as I grabbed his pecs with one hand and squeezed his thigh with the other. I leaned in and gave him a long wet kiss as we allowed our tongues to entangle into one another’s.
“Gentlemen, I-..” The male flight attendant trailed off as he came to our row. I turned quickly, taking my hands off Vaughn and turning toward him, trying to act as casually as possible.
“Hi sir. So sorry about that. We are all set. Thank you.”
The flight attendant was older, maybe in his 60s. He stared at us intently. We waited for him to leave but he just kept looking back down the aisle before leaning in closer to us.
“You two lads seem like you could use some alone time. I happen to know that this aircraft has a small room in the back of the plane designed for mothers for lactation. But there are no such customers in need on this flight. Perhaps you two may be interested in seeing the space?”
We looked at each other for a moment before standing and following the man down the aisle. It didn’t sound like the best idea, we could be caught and banned from the airline. Even face a fine. But I was so fucking horny for Vaughn’s body. His cock in my mouth. I could not think of anything else. The man practically pushed us down a little hallway past the bathroom and unlocked the tiny doorway. Inside, there was nothing more than a table strapped up to the wall folded away, a padded chair, and a shelf with some hygiene supplies. As I lunged forward into the room, the man grabbed my chest and held me back.
“You two can do whatever you like in here. I will cover and you will not be disturbed. I only ask one favor.” We watched as he took his cell phone out of his pocket before pulling up his camera app and pressing record on the video. He then placed the phone on the shelf facing toward the chair. “Put on a good show for me.” He winked before walking away.
I once again lunged into the room and pulled in Vaughn by his sweater, the door sealing shut behind us. There was barely enough room for two bodies, our legs practically touching each end of the wall. But we didn’t care. We began to claw at each other like animals, ripping each piece of clothing off with haste. Vaughn’s body was beautiful, every part of him thick and furry. I admired the girth of his cock as I pulled down his boxers and he sprung to life through his bush of pubes. The last to go was his baseball cap, which I tossed on the floor into the corner.
Vaughn then began to pull off my pants and underwear, verbally admiring the bulk of my body. “God damn it, Stuart. You are a fucking beast. Look at these arms. This chest. You could wrestle me to the ground and take me down.”
With that, I playfully took hold of Vaughn and slammed him down onto the chair, my thighs now pinning him down as my cock hung mere inches from his mouth. I held his hands against the wall, exposing beautifully hairy pits that firmed my cock into its completely erect state.
“Bet it’s not everyday you get a man who can make you feel small, huh big boy?” I winked.
Vaughn was in his glory. The view he had from beneath my cock and chest had his dick slapping up and down between my ass cheeks. He dove his mouth up to the tip of my head and began sucking enthusiastically. I began to fuck his mouth back and forth as he used his hands to play with my balls. Soon, the surge of cum was almost too strong to subdue, but I was able to slide my cock free just in time and flipped myself down onto the chair so that I could return the favor before I shot my load, Vaughn now pinning me down. He looked back at the phone still on the shelf.
“I think we better give this perv a good show.” He smirked. He picked the phone up and began filming closer as he shoved his cock into my mouth and began to fuck my throat with force. I played with his chest as he forced his dick back and forth to the far reaches of my throat. I noticed that when I played his nipples, the tip of his head began to swell. He was close. He pulled his throbbing dick out of my mouth for a moment, strands of precum leaking on my chest. He leaned down against me as we began to make out again. He pointed the camera at my face as he stood back up.
“Now Stuart. I think this guy would like to see me empty a load down your throat. I bet he’d even like to see you swallow it. What do you think?
“Yes, please.” I whimpered.
“Don’t you mean please…sir.” Vaughn stared at me, his testosterone surging as the sweat dripped from the perfect symmetry of his jaw.
“Please sir. Feed me your load.” I begged.
Vaughn pointed the camera back toward me and launched his dick back into my wet mouth as I swirled my tongue up and down his shaft.
“Close now.” He grunted.
His head was throbbing. Precum salty on my tongue. Closer. Closer.
Vaughn let out a loud cry of pleasure as he collapsed his body weight completely onto me, his dick pulsing hot sperm into my mouth as I took over and began to suck every drip of cum from his cock. I pulled it out as some of the cum continued to shoot at my face, using my tongue to clean it as he leaned down onto my chest and kiss me softly. He looked completed elated.
“Alright Vaughn. You had your fun. But I have wanted to blow my load all over you since I first caught a glimpse of those pecs walking past me by the gate. Flex your biceps.”
Vaughn smirked as he began to flex his biceps. I placed the phone, still recording, back on the shelf before grabbing ahold of my cock and beginning to jack off vigorously. I leaned in and took a big whiff of his sweaty pits.
“Yeah, that’s it stud.” He told me. “Cum for me. Cum all over these hairy pecs. Show this fucker how much cum you have in that massive cock for me.”
Vaughn’s dirty talk along squeezed the last bit of precum from my throbbing head and soon I was shooting huge ropes of cum all over his chest. I blacked out for a moment as the waves of pleasure came over me, my moans audible and loud. I opened my eyes to see pools of cum running down between his peck and toward his sides. I had never shot out that much cum in my life. Vaughn was in awe of my orgasm. We paused for a moment, both breathless, still naked, and full of cum.
A knock on the door startled us. I paused for a moment, before whispering, “Hello?” in a hushed tone.
“It’s me. The flight attendant. Can you crack the door?”
I opened the door ajar. The man’s eyes became wide as he took in the view of us naked on top of each other, covered in sweat and cum. He had one hand on his cock through his pants, probably listening to us fuck the whole time.
“Can I help you?” I said in a cocky tone, turning the front of my body toward him to tease him with a quick view. He was almost speechless.
“I- I- Just know there are towels and wipes on the shelf. We will be landing in 40 minutes so best to get to your seats.”
“Thanks man.” Vaughn stood up next to me, his cock now slightly soft and hanging between his thighs. “I believe this is yours?” He said cooly before grabbing the phone off the shelf. We both noticed in that moment that we got cum all over the screen but the video was still rolling. Pretty sure the guy would not mind.
“Th…thank you.” He stood there, staring at Vaughn’s cock. I looked over at Vaughn playful and gave him few kisses and played with his balls just to give the guy a quick show. We then let the door slam shut, his face still in awe as we caught the last glimpse of his stare.
