"Okay, I'll do it."
Gabriela squealed and threw her arms around me. She pulled me in for a deep kiss. I don't think I have ever felt lips as soft as hers. No sooner than she did so than the curtain opened and Jolie, Sheryl, and Miles joined us in the galley.
"Sorry, we couldn't help but overhearing," said Jolie.
Gabriela said, "Eavesdropping is more like it!"
"Um, so, how do we do this?" I said. "Do we meet up after the plane lands, and go to hotel or something?"
"Why wait?" said Sheryl. "I'm horny as hell listening to you two in here."
"Me too" said Miles.
What, so they heard the whole thing with the latch, and everything else? They all looked at me.
"But...but...where do we do this? There are people around. Won't they hear? Couldn't they walk in?"
Gabriela said "there's a prep and storage area on the lower level. Only flight attendants can go there, and we'll make sure we're not disturbed. And no one will hear. Which is good because Jolie can get...a little...loud."
Jolie blushed a little bit. "I'm not the only one, Gabriela!"
"Well," I say, "show me the way."
Miles peers around the curtain and sees that all the first class passengers are asleep.
"Coast is clear," he says.
Miles reaches out and takes my hand and leads me out of the galley and up the aisle to a door. It was a little strange at first, holding hands with him. But I immediately noticed how soft his hand was, and his grasp was firm but gentle. He opens the door to a small elevator, only big enough for one person.
"You take this down first, then I'll follow. There's a light switch on the wall by the cot if you want to turn the lights out."
I get into the elevator and he closes the door. I push the button and the elevator descends down to the lower level. It reaches the bottom and I open the door. The lower galley is about the size of a large walk-in closet, with a couple of bunks filled with pillows and blankets set up in one corner. This must be where the crew takes turns sleeping. The elevator ascends to the mail level. I find the light switch and turn it off. I stand there by the bunks in the dark, butterflies in my stomach.
The elevator descends. The dim light in the elevator illuminates Miles as he steps off and walks towards me. I close my eyes, nervously anticipating what will come next. I am not sure what to expect. I jump slightly when he takes my hands.
He says "don't worry, I won't bite. Unless you like that sort of thing."
I chuckle nervously. He runs his soft hands up my arms and across my chest. My nipples have always been sensitive for a guy, and this time is no exception. He immediately notices I tremble when his hands pass over them, and the hesitates there for a moment, expertly manipulating them with his fingers. Damn, how does he know I like that! I even feel a stirring in my groin and I start to thicken a bit as my breathing deepens. His hands travel further south, surrounding my crotch. He unbuckles my belt, unzips my trousers, and slides them down, along with my boxers.
This is the moment of truth. Can I handle this? Do I walk away now? The inner turmoil starts again as my mind starts to debat-uuuuuuuuunnnnnnhhhhhhh.....
A warm, moist, soft mouth envelops my cock, surrounding it and sliding it in all the way. Holy shit! How can I deny that it feels good? He slowly slides out as I begin to harden. He sucks it in again, running his tongue on the underside as he manipulates me with his mouth. I grow hard as a rock as he does so. Damn, he's good! He swallows me down again and I feel the back of his throat as his nose comes to rest against my crotch. I can't believe he deep-throated me! I mean, I'm not the size of a baseball bat or anything, but I've never had anyone do that to me before.
As he sucks in and out, he grasps me with his hand, stroking my cock in time with his movement. The room starts to spin a bit. I reach down and grab his head to steady myself. Almost involuntarily, I hold him by the head and thrust in and out of his mouth. I can't believe I'm doing this. But it feels too good to stop. He stays right with me, grabbing my ass with his free hand to pull himself even deeper in. Oh god, shit...I'm gonna cum! He's only been going down on me for a few minutes, but he's already brought me to the brink. Panting, I slam into his mouth again and again, and with a loud groan I explode. Convulsing I send streams of cum down his throat. He holds himself tight against me, taking it all in. Eventually, the spasms subside as I see stars. I stumble back against the bunks and land on my ass. He continues to gently suck and lick me dry as I try to stop hyperventillating. I try to stand up.
"Sit," he says. "Just rest. You don't have to do anything to me. I just wanted to go down on you. Relax."
