* A few things before this gets started. This is plot thin and action heavy. If I write more in the future, there will likely be more plot, but this is pretty much just straight up porn. Also, there is interactions between two men, if that's not your thing, you may want to skip it.
Also, this is purely fantasy. Thus, in this world in which I wrote this there was no need for protection. Of course, I don't condone that in the real world unless you and your partner are tested and agree to it ahead of time. Again, this is pure fantasy and thus there are things that occur that likely would not in the real world...outside of the adult film industry.
One last thing, I did not have anyone edit this. I wrote it in one shot and then re-read it before posting. If you see any errors in spelling or whatever, it is my fault alone. Feel free to call me out on it. *
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I felt bad while I was away at work. My wife was left to basically be a single mom. But, I had to work, right? She worked at a bank and made decent money. I was an airline pilot. That meant, I was obviously gone during the week.
Sometimes I flew out of the country, but most of my flights were domestic. This particular loop was flying out of Charlotte. We were going to be flying to Dallas, Las Vegas and Seattle. On the way back we were going to be stopping in Denver and then returning to Charlotte.
While in Seattle there was going to be a change in crew. I was supposed to meet up with my friend Dave, who was going to be my co-pilot for the Denver and Charlotte's flights. We were also scheduled to have Andrea as our lead flight attendant.
* SEATTLE *
We arrived in Seattle at 2:37PM local time. By the time I finally got to the hotel it was after five in the evening. I was a little tired but met up with Dave and Andrea at a local restaurant for dinner. It was good to see them again and to be flying together.
Dave and I actually went to flight school together. I spent four years in Navy as a pilot, whereas he started from scratch. But, flying a fighter jet is NOT the same as flying a 737. So, I had to go do flight training for that, which is where I met Dave.
Andrea had worked with us on many occasions. She was a twenty year veteran of the airline and was the most experienced flight attendant on pretty much any crew she was a part of. Which might make her seem old, but she's only forty-two.
I swear I have to be careful when around the flight attendants. Mainly because for as long as I could remember I always had a thing for women who wear nylons. Pantyhose and stockings. Well, every flight attendant has to wear them. So it was temptation central for me.
I mean, all I was really going to do is likely get caught looking at their legs, but that's still creepy for some women. So, I tried to keep things in check. Luckily, I had known Andrea for over ten years and she didn't mind my wandering eye.
By the way, you'd be surprised by how many flight attendant wear thigh high stockings when they are working. It's not all the time and it's certainly not all of them, but a fairly decent number of them do. But, I digress.
* DENVER *
We flew out of Seattle the next morning and arrived in Denver in the afternoon, local time. We had the next day off and then were scheduled to fly to Charlotte on Friday afternoon. We're required to get a certain amount of sleep between flights.
So, Dave and I stayed in our rooms the afternoon we arrived in Denver. I got plenty of sleep that night and even slept in until nine the next morning. After getting up, I went and did some shopping. I got my wife a snow globe that said, 'Denver,' on it. I got my son an Avalanche hockey puck, then went back to the hotel.
I got lunch at the hotel, went back to my room and caught a nap. Around three there was a knock at my hotel room door. I opened it and there was Dave. He walked in and put a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door handle and we went into the room.
I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, while Dave was similarly dressed. We stopped at the foot of the bed and we began to kiss. I ran my hands down in between us and felt his erection. The bulge was fairly substantial. I'm a little over six inches, but Dave was around eight.
I knelt down in front of him and quickly, but carefully unzipped his jeans and pulled them down his legs. He wasn't wearing anything underneath them, so his cock sprang free. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it several times.
As usual, he was rock hard. I took the head into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it while sliding my hand down to his balls. I knew he would have already came earlier that morning. I took more of his cock in my mouth. I could get over half of it before reaching my limit.
I bobbed my head back and forth, sucking firmly while fondling his balls. "Oh shit. Suck that cock, Tony," he moaned.
I sucked faster while looking up at him. "That's a good cocksucker," he said. I slid off his cock and ducked down to lick his balls. He moaned when I took them in my mouth one at a time and sucked on them, then licked up the length of his shaft.
"Did you get it?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's in the bag on the table," I replied.
He walked over to the small table while I stripped out of my clothes. I was already bent over the bed and waiting by the time he walked back over to me. He opened the small bottle of lube and squeezed it out onto my asshole.
He knew I was ready. I always toyed my ass before we met up. No need to waste time with that, when we could be fucking, right? He rubbed my asshole with his fingers, slipping two inside, making me moan like a cock hungry slut.
I looked back when I felt the head of his cock against my asshole. "Give it to me, Dave."
