Date: Sun, 30 Apr 2017 10:44:48 +0000
From: Michael Murphy <mmmm2good@outlook.com>
Subject: Layover Lay

I feel the best spot for this story would be in the Encounters section.

This is a work of fiction, but it is based on one of many fantasies I have
had about this guy. Have I ever met him. Not in real life, but only through
conversations online. Will I ever meet him? Doubtful, but hopeful. Anyway,
I hope you enjoy my story.

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I've learned to not have high expectations when flying. In fact, the lower
my expectations, the better. But on one recent trip, the unexpected turned
out to be rather amazing.

I'd noticed him while sitting at the gate, waiting for my flight. Of
course, there was a delay. It seems no trip can be seamless. I was waiting
for my rebooked flight when I glanced across the waiting area, a little to
my right. There was a beautiful blond man sitting there. He was wearing tan
chinos and a white button-down shirt. Three undone buttons revealed a
smooth, taut chest. He was slouched down in the uncomfortable chairs,
looking down at his phone. Feeling a little like a creeper, I couldn't help
but stare at him. He is the stuff dreams are made of.

I shook my head, urging myself out of a fantasy world. Where else would a
guy who looked like that even give a guy like me the time of day? Now, I'm
no ogre, but I was pretty sure this twenty-something guy would not be
interested in me. Just as I was about to go back to reading my book,
Gorgeous looked my way. I smiled. He smiled a sheepish grin and nodded back
at me. He then went back to looking at his phone. Coincidence, that's what
it was. I couldn't let myself think it was anything more.

I sat there, turgid cock causing me to squirm slightly in my
chair. Occasionally, I would look up from my book. More than once I caught
him looking back at me. Each time, he grinned, and my cock grew. I decided
it was time to do something about this. I got up and carried my carry-on in
front of myself, trying to hide the growing bulge in my pants. I slowly
walked into the main concourse, trying to think of anything to cause my
erection to cease a bit. Just then, Gorgeous passed to my left. It seemed
he was on a mission. Once he was a few feet ahead of me, he looked back. He
motioned for me to follow him.

My chin about hit the floor. This amazing-looking guy was urging me to
follow him. Nerves set in, and it seemed an entire flock of butterflies
started to swarm in my stomach. Should I go? Hell, yes! He slowed down a
bit, and kept looking back, seemingly making sure I was still there. Don't
worry, baby, I'm not going to pass this up!

We walked a little ways farther. Gorgeous turned down a hallway leading to
a family restroom. He was standing at the door, gripping the handle as I
turned the corner. He smiled again (a very white, toothy grin) and walked
in. I looked around...no one was paying attention to me. I slipped down the
hallway and opened the door. What I saw was absolutely amazing!

Once I could see inside, this blond beauty was leaning against the
sink. His shirt was completely unbuttoned exposing his torso. I could just
see the glint of blond hairs running from his navel down the fly of his
unzipped pants. His pants were hanging loosely open, and a bulge was
forming on his thigh. He said in a low tone, "Hey, daddy, why don't you
come in and lock the door." Obviously I was not going to turn down this
opportunity. I walked in, closed the door behind me and reached up to lock
it. Before I had even turned the lock, I could feel his hands on my
shoulders, his breath on my neck.

I turned around and he was standing right behind me. I leaned back against
the door and he immediately leaned forward to kiss me. I put my hands
inside his shirt and felt his warm skin under my touch. My hands went
around his back and pulled him closer. We kissed deeply as we ground our
hips together. Our hard cocks were throbbing already.

Gorgeous decided it was time to switch things up. He stepped back a bit,
and proceeded to unbutton my shirt. I could hear him whispering, "Oh god,
so much fur..." I chuckled, knowing not every guy was fond of a fuzzy
body. Luckily, this guy was! He pulled my shirt out of my pants, undid the
last button then spread my shirt open. He started kissing my pecs. My hands
reached behind his head and pulled him closer, loving the feeling of his
lips on my skin. He moved downward. Down the center of my stomach, flicking
his tongue in my navel.

The involuntary moans emanating from my throat had to let him know that I
was enjoying this. As he continued to lap away at my navel, I felt him
unbuckling my belt then unbuttoning my slacks. Before I knew it, my pants
and kiwi-colored low-rise briefs were around my ankles. "Daddy has a
perfect cock!" Oh my god, this man was amazing. If I hadn't already been
fully erect, that would have done it. He held my hard cock in his hands and
looked at it...adoringly? I never imagined someone would worship a cock
like that, let alone mine.

He kissed my pubes, then he kissed up the shaft. It seemed there wasn't a
square centimeter he didn't touch with his lips. My cock was leaking rather
profusely by this point. He didn't squander that opportunity. Gorgeous held
my cock in both hands and licked the tip. As he pulled back, I looked down
and saw a little thread of precum between my dick and his lips. He used one
finger to swipe it away and then sucked it off his finger.

My new best friend then put his lips around the tip of my cock and sucked
on the head. His tongue circled the crown and delved into the tip of my
cock. Then he tightened his lips. I could feel his mouth working its way
down the shaft of my cock. Just when I thought he was going to stop, he
moved forward just a bit more. My cock was now buried in his throat. I felt
it make that little curve into his throat.

My hands wend to his chin. I cradled his chin in my hands. My fingers
rested lightly on his throat. I could feel the bulge created by my cockhead
on his neck. Then, he pulled back. His lips tight, milking my cock. Slowly,
passionately, he continued to suck on my cock. My hands just rested on his
jaws. I didn't need to guide him. This guy was great! He knew just how to
give me the most pleasure. His hands were on my furry thighs (which were
quivering with excitement).

Then he pulled his mouth off my cock. I was very disappointed until he
looked up at me and asked, "Does daddy want to fuck his boy?" Who was I to
argue?

I stammered out something like, "You bet, baby." Not my greatest comeback
ever, but the point was made. He took me by the hand and I waddled to the
toilet, pants and underwear still around my ankles. He helped me to sit
down, and he immediately stepped out of his pants. He then turned around,
straddled my lap, and sat down. He reached back and spread his ass
cheeks. I grasped my cock, and held it upright. My boy then started rubbing
his little hole across the tip of my cock. Back and forth, allowing me to
nudge his ass. I spat on my hand and he raised up just enough so I could
spread it on his boy cunt. He groaned then pushed my hand away. He grasped
my cock and aimed it right at his hole.

As he lowered himself onto my cock, I felt his ass simply suck it
in. Slowly he impaled himself onto my cock. It felt so good, so
tight. Occasionally, he would raise up and then lower himself again. My
hands spread his ass cheeks wider so I could get deeper inside
him. Eventually, my cock was deep inside him. He wriggled, and my dick
struck his prostate, he gasped and leaned back against my body.

"Baby, I think I should know your name..."

"Marc," he hissed. "Now fuck me!"

As he raised his ass then lowered it again and again, we established a
rhythm. As he lowered himself, I raised my ass. Each thrust hit him deep
inside. When he wriggled that beautiful ass, it absolutely drove me insane
with pleasure. Up and down, back and forth. Slowly, then speeding up. My
hands then reached up and worked their way up his back. I just sat back and
let him perform his magic. This guy was so good. Obviously this was not his
first rodeo.

Each time he lowered himself onto my lap, he grunted just a bit. My cock
was so hard and swollen. I knew I was not going to be able to hold back
much longer. "You ready for daddy's load, Marc?"

He didn't utter a word, but just squeezed his ass tighter. My balls were so
tight, filling my cock with cum. I was panting and sweating. I could feel
the sweat trickling down my torso into my pubes. Beads of sweat were
breaking out on his back and dribbling down his ass. This simply added to
the lube that was already being provided by my leaking cock. One
stroke. Another, Another, and I pulled him hard onto my lap, hands on his
hips.

As my cock started to inject a huge load into Gorgeous Marc, He started to
raise up. I slapped his right ass cheek and told him, "Stay right where you
are!" Another slap to his ass, and he did exactly that. He ground against
me as my cock shot huge gobs of cum into him. It seemed my orgasm would
never end. His ass milked my cock. Pulling every drop of cum out of my
balls.

I reached my hands around him, and grasped his chest. I pulled him back
against my body, and massaged his chest. Then I let my right hand work its
way down his body. I grasped his cock in my fist. He wasn't huge, but his
cock was throbbing. I started stroking him as I massaged his pecs, tweaked
his nipples. He writhed on my cock. I could hear him panting. I could feel
his torso expand with each breath. "Oh, daddy, you're gonna make me cum!"

I continued to stroke him with a tight fist. Then he loudly moaned, "Ohhhh
fuuuuuuuuck!" At that moment, I angled his cock upward. I felt the first
shot of cum hit my hand and his chest. Wave after wave of cum spurted from
his dick. He ground back against me, legs pressing against mine. His ass
gripped my cock as he continued to shoot his load. Too soon, he just
slumped back against me. His hands were on my thighs. My hands continued to
massage him, spreading his cum all over his smooth body.

"Oh my god, daddy....You have no idea how much I needed that!"

I could only respond, "Me, too." Again, not the most eloquent comeback, but
all I could muster as I tried to catch my breath. Realizing how long we had
been there, he slowly raised up off my cock. I heard a slight POP as my
dick slipped from his dripping hole. He stood, then helped me stand. My
legs were shaking and weak. I got my balance and joined Marc at the
sink. We both cleaned up. The air was occasionally punctuated with a "Wow"
from one of us or the other. Eventually, we made small-talk as we got
dressed again. He asked where I was headed.

"Lauderdale on business. You?" I asked.

"Lauderdale...I live there." He grinned. I smiled huge!

"So, how long will you be there," he asked.

I responded, "Three days."

"But how many nights?" he asked with a wink. "Give me your phone." I handed
him my phone, and he put his number into the address book labeled only as
"Marc."

He then turned, unlocked the door and walked out. I leaned against the
sink, not believing what had just happened. I got myself and my carry on
together and walked out of the restroom. The plane was boarding when I got
to the gate. Marc was nowhere in sight. I boarded the plane and looked for
my seat. As I approached row 17, I saw a familiar face smiling at me from
the seat right next to mine.

I smiled at him. "Good to see you. This could be the most enjoyable flight
I've ever taken." I sat down, and felt his leg press against mine. Yes,
this was going to be a good flight, indeed!