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Gay sex > In the air : Part 1
By jay, 0 Reviews Post your review
The plane was full. Getting down the aisle to my seat took no less than
fifteen minutes. Beautifully buckled arms tinged in golden threads revealed themselves from
the short sleeves. Long fingers , pink and well trimmed nails, interlocked upon
a khaki shorts lap and led the eye to well squared knees and then downward to
oval calves and pointed ankles that ended in long tapering feet whose clean and
flawless toes nestled within sandals of the slightest straps. Even before my ass
reached the seat, my cock was swollen hard, stiff and uncomfortable. I reached
for the seat belt. He turned. His eyes met mine, then fell to my crotch. He saw.
He knew. It was a short flight. Boston to New York. But this flight was going to be
interminable. I felt hot all over. Unbearable. Uncomfortable. Almost in pain. He
looked continually out the window. I looked continually at him: his arms, his
legs, his feet, his gentle fingers. Did he feel my eyes on him? And then, --- and then --- he began to fidget. He began to reset himself in
his seat. He unclipped his seat belt, rose slightly and pulled at his shorts in
a certain effort to reset his balls. Then, (was I imagining) his fingers slipped
up his shorts and began to fidget inside. He still looked out the window. Now,
his hand pushed up his shorts. Pushed them up into his groin. His balls were in
his palm. Visible. A flick of his finger, his dick flipped out against his
thigh. His dick: thick and long and white and pink and arching in vain against his
shorts to rise upward. He turned. He looked directly into my eyes. At the same
time his right knee moved against my left. How quickly was it that my left hand
reached across to seize him. Soft, of so ever soft and hot: throbbing with heat.
Just as quickly, thrust away my hand, he pulled his shorts back down and
recomposed himself. He turned back to staring out the window. My pants were wet
with my cum. Landing. Hide my crotch with my carry on. I exited quickly without looking
back.
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