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Flying

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I wasn't happy to get a window seat instead of the aisle I prefer, but Iwas mollified a bit when I saw the cute guy they put in the middle seat tomy left. He was real young (I learned later he was a college freshman),thin, with dark blond hair, beautiful blue eyes, and perfect white teeth.I definitely wouldn't mind flying next to this guy!I slipped my shoes off, pulled the blanket over myself, and napped forabout an hour after the plane took off, and woke up realizing my left legwas pressing up against his right leg at the knee. It felt nice and warm,and although he looked to be sound asleep, I couldn't help wondering. Ofcourse, I really WANTED to wonder . . . but why wonder when you canexperiment?I slowly extended my lower leg, carefully feeling for his foot. Because ofthe blankets over our legs and the narrow coach seats, I couldn't seeanything, of course, but I figured if I moved slowly enough I could alwayspretend I'd just brushed him accidentally in my sleep. As I moved my leg,I felt myself getting hard.After what seemed a long time, my toes finally found the heel of his foot.I'd wondered if he'd kept his shoes on, but as I slid my foot next to his,I could feel his warmth through his sock. I let my foot rest there for abit, and looked over at him. His baby face was unperturbed, eyes closed.He had the most peaceful, innocent - adorable - look in his sleep.I decided to live a bit more dangerously, and I slid my foot back alonghis, then around the heel, and back up the far side of his foot. Thisbrought my whole leg into contact with his, my knee slightly under his,both calves pressed together, and my left foot nestled against his right.The warm pressure felt very nice, and I was very hard.Then he moved. He made a small noise, pulled away from me a bit. Ipretended to be asleep, rolled over to the side a bit, pulling away fromhim, heart pounding. He looked my way briefly, then down at his watch, andclosed his eyes again. I waited a moment expectantly. And then I felt hisknee press against me again. So maybe I'd surprised him, but he didn'tseem to mind it.A bit more boldly, I slipped my left foot back under his leg and up againsthis right foot. Again, I felt the full contact along our legs, but thistime he didn't move. I slipped my left hand under the armrest and touchedhis thigh. No response. I stroked my fingertips along it - ratherawkwardly, because the armrest was in the way. Still no response. Ilifted the armrest and, making sure the blankets fully covered me, restedmy hand on top of his thigh. He adjusted himself in his seat a little, butthat was it. I moved my hand down to the inside of his thigh. Nothing. Igripped his thigh, stroking the inside with my fingers. Could he REALLY beasleep? He DID look at his watch, didn't he? I let my hand slide slowlyup his thigh until my thumb touched his crotch. Heart pounding, I slowlyslid my hand up onto his crotch. I could feel how hard he was in hisjeans.I relaxed a bit and squeezed his erection a bit through the cloth. Then Islid my hand further up until I found his belt buckle. Slowly, I startedto undo it. He still lay there, breathing softly. While I fumbled a bitwith the thing, I looked past him at the lady in the aisle seat on hisleft, but she seemed completely asleep too. The lights were dim and theplane was dark except for one or two people reading.I got the belt undone and then undid the button on his pants. As Iunzipped him all the way down, he shifted a bit, opened his eyes, andlooked at me. I put my hand under his shirt and felt his tummy. It wascompletely smooth - just the way I like it. Then I slid my hand downwards,under his shorts, and around his cock. He smiled and closed his eyesagain. It was too tight in his pants for me to do much with it, but Isqueezed and fondled his dick for a little bit anyway. Then I pulled out my hand and tried to slip it under him. He made apuzzled noise, and then lifted up a bit to let my arm go under. I grippedhis pants and shorts from both sides and pulled them down almost to hisknees. He kept a grip on his blanket so I didn't expose him, and then wereturned to our previous positions. I let my left hand explore his bodyfor a while. He was incredibly smooth above the waist, and I liked feelinghim up there. I reached as high as his nipples and fingered both of them,before returning to his cock. He kept real quiet.Now I could actually jerk on his cock, and he used his free hand to liftthe blanket just high enough that it wasn't obvious what we were doing -not that anyone was up and about to see anyway. I jerked him for a whileand then explored his bare thighs for a while. I fondled his balls, andeven reached down far enough to just touch his hole, an action that broughtyet another noise from him - couldn't tell if he liked it or not.Finally I got back to just stroking his cock. This was a bit awkward to doleft-handed, but under the circumstances I didn't have to be all thatskillful. He was cut, but with enough loose skin to make jerking him easy. Not all that big either, but still a fair handful. I never jerked anyoneoff on an airplane before (or since!) so it was a thrill by any standard.Then I felt him shudder and felt his dick stiffen just before he shot allover his stomach and (I think) the underside of the blanket. I keptstroking him until he touched my hand to stop.I looked at his face and saw that he was panic stricken. Half-naked on aplane with cum all over you and a strange man's hand in your crotch, Iguess I can understand that. I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Holdstill and let's get you cleaned up."I pulled my hand out, licked some of his cum off, and then fished my bagout from under my side of the seat. I keep a box of tissues out of thebag, so I pulled out a handful and reached under the blanket (which he wasstill faithfully holding up) and gently cleaned him up, carefully holdinghis now-ultra-sensitive cock out of the way. I tucked the used tissuesback into my bag and then pulled his pants back up, reversing our earlieroperation.I heard him sigh with relief as he buckled and buttoned himself, thensettled back into his seat. At this point, I started to make small talkwith him. He was pretty nervous at first, and I suppose the incongruity oftalking with a man who just jerked you off as though nothing had happenedwas a little much, but he was pretty good natured, and we chattedcomfortably after a minute or two.Then I put my hand back on his thigh. He stumbled over a word, but keptgoing and made no effort to stop me. I slid my hand further, and, notingthat he hadn't put his shirt- tail back into his pants, put my hand upunder his shirt and rested it on his tummy, letting my little finger gointo his naval, which was still wet with his cum.Despite this, I kept up our conversation, learning (as I said) that he wasa freshman at the local University, that he'd lived in the area most of hislife, that he'd been visiting his girlfriend who was attending a schoolback east, etc. From time to time I'd move my hand a bit on his stomach,or I'd wiggle my finger in his naval. After a bit, he placed one of hishands on top of mine, gently holding it against him. I smiled andwhispered, "I think this would be a good time to visit the restroom in theback of the plane.""You mean, together?""Yeah. Can you climb over her without waking her up?"While he negotiated this maneuver, I pulled a small tube of lube from mybag into my pocket and then followed him. No one was near the row oftoilets at the back of the plane, so I opened one and we both simply gotinto it. I carefully locked the door.It was pretty crowded with two in there, and I motioned him to sit on theseat, which he did. Then I undid my own jeans, exposing an erection thathad been wanting attention for quite a while now.His eyes got big as I stepped between his legs and put a hand behind hishead, guiding my cock into his mouth. But he didn't say much more than"um" and if he resisted at all, it was very little. He did close his eyes.I don't think he did more than suck me gently - almost like he was suckinga large straw, not giving a blow job - but we'd been at this a long timenow, and I was very, very horny, so I shot almost instantly. He made someunhappy noises as I filled his mouth with what felt like a really largeload of cum, but I held tight to his head, and whispered "don't make a messon your shirt," so he ultimately sat there quietly."Milk it down with your lips so it doesn't drip." I slowly pulled my dickout of his mouth. He looked around wildly, realizing he couldn't stand upto spit and couldn't spit it onto the toilet seat. "Just swallow it."With an effort, he complied, but looked up at me rather unhappily. Istroked his hair and smiled at him. "That was great!"I dropped my hands onto his shirt and started to pull it up. "Raise yourarms" I pulled his shirt off and got my first actual look at that hairlesstorso. I felt him up, enjoying that natural smooth feel. This boydefinitely didn't need to shave his chest! "Undo your pants again." Ireally liked the way he complied with almost everything I told him to do.I wondered if he was that way with the girlfriend he'd told me about."Okay, now pull your knees up to your chest." I pulled his pants andshorts all the way to his ankles. I debated stripping him completelynaked, but decided against it. He was already semi- erect again.I pulled off my own shirt, dropping it into the floor on top of his, and Ifished the lube from my pocket, setting it on the sink before pulling myown pants down to my knees. I held my hands out to him, helping him up,which brought him right up against me, into my arms, pressing our dickstogether. I took this opportunity to kiss him, sliding my tongue into hismouth. Again he made his soft muffled expression of surprise, but, again,he let me do what I wanted. I kissed him for a while, one arm around hisshoulders and the other in the small of his back. I enjoyed feeling hisnaked warmth against me, and I enjoyed feeling his silky smooth skin undermy fingers."Turn around and lift the lid. I'm going to try to make you shoot inthere." He stumbled around, leaned over the toilet to raise the lid, andthen stood back up. I wrapped an arm around his waist, grasping hisstill-sticky cock and started slowly stroking it. With my free hand, Ipicked up the lube and squirted some into his crack, then started rubbingit up and down across his asshole with my finger."How's that feel?""Good." He whispered.I kept working his cock and his asshole at the same time. Eventually I hada finger all the way inside him, which I started slowly sliding back andforth. Then I stopped stroking him, put some lube on my cock, and startedsliding it up and down his crack. Finally I positioned my dick against hisasshole and pressed gently, one hand gripping my dick, the other wrappedaround his chest and gripping his shoulder."Is this safe?" He made no move to resist me, just the simple, softquestion. I kept increasing my pressure."Anyone ever do this to you before?" I felt my cock slowly starting toslide forward into him.He simply shook his head no. I kept a tight grip on him, and controlledthe speed of my entry. VERY slow and easy."I didn't think so." I smiled. "Yeah, I'm safe. Just try to relax andenjoy it." Not very responsible of me, I know, but it was the truth, andfor some reason I really, really wanted to bareback this boy. Anyway, thehead was far enough in that I didn't need a hand on it to guide it, so Ilet the other hand go to his crotch. He had started to lose his erection,but immediately perked up on contact with my hand."Easy, easy, easy" I whispered into his ear. A millimeter at a time, Ifelt myself slowly, slowly invading him. No protests, no spasms, Isilently complimented myself for doing a first-rate job with him. As Ifelt the head of my cock enter his anus, I nibbled his ear and whispered,"almost there." I heard him breathe a little heavier as I slid up hischute and then deep inside him, but no sharp intake of breath or tensing tosignal serious pain.I realized he had his head to the side watching us in the mirror. Ithought it was interesting that watching a man take his anal virginityturned him on, and from the feel of his cock in my hand, he was very turnedon.Once I was as deep as I could go, I started slowly pumping him with short,deep strokes. Abandoning his cock for a bit, I held him tightly with bothhands on his hips. He braced his hands against the wall, leaning forwardand gripping one of those handholds. As he loosened up, I started pumpinghim faster and taking longer strokes.This was really heavenly, and although I'd just cum not long before, I soonfelt myself tumbling over the edge into another orgasm, filling his rectumwith another load of cum. Once I was done, I slid as far into him as Icould go, took a shuddering deep breath, and said, "God, that was good."Then I kissed him on the back of his neck and reached back down to hiscock, still fully erect.He shot almost immediately, mostly into the toilet.I carefully pulled myself back out of him, and told him to sit on thetoilet. He did so, but I saw he had that frightened look in his eyesagain. I calmly pulled my shirt back on, then pulled up my shorts andjeans, adjusted my hair in the mirror, etc. I got my pants fixed again,washed my hands in the sink, and told him to wait a bit, then come back tothe seat. "Keep my load inside you, if you can. I like thinking about howit matches the one in your stomach." He blushed bright red and I grinnedsome more.I carefully stepped out of the lavatory. Still no one around. I heard himlatch the door again, and I walked calmly back to my seat. The girl in theaisle was still asleep, and I stepped over her and back to my place. After a minute, the boy came back and did the same. We both leaned back andtried to sleep some more, my leg hooked around his, and his hand in mine.As we approached the airport, I asked if he needed a ride, but he looked abit concerned and told me he had friends coming to pick him up. When theyunloaded the plane, he got separated from me, and disappeared into the crowd.