Joining the Mile High Club

By Paul Foley

Published on Dec 18, 2001

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. If gay sex offends you, go get your jollies elsewhere.

Joining the Mile High Club

I could hardly believe my eyes, when I got the email special from my favorite gay travel agent - $99 to Los Angeles! Just what I needed, a last minute escape from the dreary December weather of the northeast!

I arrived at the airport in plenty of time for my flight. I hoped to find some yummy stud to lust over while reading my newspaper. I happened to be turning pages in the sports section, when I noticed a really hot looking young man sit down across the aisle. He was only carrying a duffel bag with him, and I could just make out a tuft of blond hair sticking out the crewneck of his college sweatshirt. He has beautiful blond hair, sparklingly clear blue eyes, dark blond goatee, and beautiful white teeth. I noticed the white teeth when he smiled and asked if he could see my sports page. I almost blurted out," You can see whatever you want stud!" but I controlled myself. I've always been a sucker for hairy blond guys.

All too soon, the airline employees called the flight and he handed back the sports section to me. We chatted about the upcoming bowl games, and he sympathized with my disappointment in my school not going to the Rose Bowl after all. We boarded the flight, and I noticed he was seated nearby. I always play on the flight attendant's sympathy for my height, and usually get an exit row seat. The kid waited until passengers quit boarding the plane, and as soon as the door was shut, bolted over to aisle and asked if I minded him taking the window seat. Mind?

So, I got up so he could move into the row, and he lightly brushed his hand against my ass as he moved, and caused me to spring a boner. I didn't try to hide my boner as we continued our conversation from the gate, and I found out his name was Tim. Tim chattered away about nothing, while my mind wandered down to what might be hiding behind his zipper and how I could get it in my mouth.

The flight attendant stopped and checked our preparedness to sit in the exit row, and we prepared for taxi and takeoff. I got comfortable as possible, getting ready for the flight. The only good thing about these transcontinental flights is the possibility of hooking up and "joining the mile high club." I've always wanted to, but I'm not a small guy and figured it could never happen for me.

After takeoff, I decided to make a play and see if I hooked a live one. I chatted a bit more, and told Tim I needed to go "take care of some business." He was no dummy and got my clue.

I unbuckled and moved to the back of the plane - after getting past the drink cart. Best time to play is while the flight attendants are busy serving the passengers, I'd heard. I took the left hand lavatory, and hoped that Tim noted which one I entered. Sure enough, I was only there a moment before I heard a quick knock. I moved as far into the small space as possible, and Tim quickly entered the lavatory. We wasted no time, as there was no time to lose!

Tim grabbed me and we were in a nice liplock, swapping spit and moaning quietly as we each got our cocks out and rubbed them together. Tim must have guessed that I'm a nipple man, and he tugged and rubbed my nipples while I groped his now hard, thick cock. I turned him around to face the wall so I could get at his meaty ass globes, and shoved my tongue up his funky hole. He was jacking his cock and saying the nastiest things quietly while I acknowledged his hot desire with warm tongue caresses.

I got him all lubed up with spit, and he quickly swooped down to get my cock wet for his hot hole. I tugged on his hairy nipples while he deep throated my 7" cut cock, licking and sucking me for all he was worth.

I yanked him up and moaned in his ear, "I'm ready to fuck that hot hole - you ready bud??" He smiled that beautiful smile and told me to fuck him good!

I slid in quick and deep, pumping my hole in and out of his nice, firm bubble butt, grabbing his meaty pecks and flicking his nips while I fucked him. I was so hot for him that it wouldn't take long!

I shoved it to him while he yanked on his meat, moaning quietly for me to fuck his ass, begging me to show me him what it means to get fucked! I got really close, and slammed in deep one last time while I shot my spooge deep in his ass. He shot his load all over the wall while we both moaned one last time. Oh MAN, was he a hot young stud!

Suddenly, there was a quick knock on the door - what the hell?? I opened the door just a crack, and hiding my stud behind me, saw a cute male flight attendant just outside. He motioned me to put my ear close to the crack of the door, and whispered "Welcome to the club - hurry up, I can't cover for you two much longer!"

We giggled and got ourselves together, and I let Tim return to his seat first, then I returned to my own seat a moment or two later. Tim was already ready for an in-flight nap during the movie, but he reached over and patted my knee before shutting the shade and smiled the cutest smile and winked at me.

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