Date: Thu, 14 Dec 2006 10:16:29 -0800
From: Hondo <alexh2@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: The Business Flight

     My job has me do a lot of flying all over the United States. On this
flight, as was my habit, shortly after take off I leaned my chair back and
prepared to take a flight long nap. I was happy that this flight was not
crowded and the seats on both sides of me were empty. I'm not sure how long
I had been dozing when I woke to a strange sensation. I turned and there
was now a young man in the seat next to me. I was still a little groggy
from sleep as I saw him put his finger to his lips. I now felt the
sensation again and I realized that there was a blanket covering my lower
body and his hand was under it massaging my penis through my pants. I also
realized that I was hard!
     "Wha.," I started, but again he raised his finger to his lips and for
some reason I stopped. I now appraised my attacker. He looked to be about
25 with sun bleached blonde hair and striking blue eyes. I made my home in
Southern California and he looked like one of the many young surfer types
that I saw everyday from the front porch of my beach house. The hand now
moved to slowly unzip my pants. For some reason I couldn't move. I felt him
move inside my pants, inside my underwear, and grasp my erect penis. He
started to stroke it gently. "Ahh," in spite of myself a small moan escaped
my lips.
     He leaned closer, "You like this?" he asked innocently.
     "Yes," I hissed through clenched teeth.
     "Good, you're hot. I saw you when you got on the plane." His hand was
now moving a little faster up and down the shaft of my rock hard cock. "I
knew you would have a great cock even before I felt it. Do you want me to
stop," he smiled.
     "Nooo," I whispered.
     "Such a great cock," he now shifted in his seat and bent down towards
my lap. He lowered the blanket slightly and took the head of my cock into
his mouth.
     "Oh God," my head rolled back and my eyes closed. I couldn't believe
this. I had been recently divorced but I'd never been with another man in
my entire 56 years! What was going on? He moved up and down on my cock
taking me deeper down his throat with each stroke. While he was sucking me
his hand was massaging my balls. I started to feel the gradual tightening
in my belly. "Oh fuck, you're going to make me cum," I said as quietly as I
could. Then I felt it, my sperm rushing out of my balls, up my shaft and
exploding into his mouth.
     "Urgh," he exclaimed and I watched him trying to swallow my entire hot
load. Most of it went down his throat, but some leaked out the corners of
his mouth onto his chin.
     The spasms of my orgasm started to pass and I leaned back in my seat
totally spent. I only vaguely felt my pants being zipped back up.
     "Mr. Jensen?"
     I woke to the sound of my name, with a satisfied smile still on my
face I looked up at the flight attendant. My face immediately changed and I
shot a look to the now empty seat next to me.
     "Mr. Jensen," he continued, "we are about to land."
     "Ah.oh.thank you," I stammered.
     "You're welcome," he moved to the next aisle.
     I looked around for the young man. He was nowhere to be found. After
the plane landed, I watched all the passengers seated around and behind me
depart. He was not there. Where could he be? Was he from first class? After
I left the plane I continued my search in the airport with no success. I
had written our encounter off as a freak experience until I got to the
hotel and started to unpack. In the bag I had stored under my seat was this
note: "If you liked our time together, meet me at the Hilton bar at 8:00
tonight." It was signed, Rick. I had a strange feeling that my life was
about to change dramatically.