Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2017 04:43:26 +0000 (UTC)
From: Matt Salmon <matt.salmon87@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mile High Club

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Hey guys! Thanks for reading! Please be advised the following story is homo
erotic fiction including sexual behavior between men, and father and
son. If this is illegal in your country or you are under age please stop
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			      Mile High Club


"That was one of the best weeks of my life, Craw! I hate to go back to the
grind after all this time with you."

Crawford Daigle and his father were on their way back home to New York
after a relaxing week in the Keys. They were flying in the night with
JetBlue. Unfortunately Crawford had a middle seat, his father an aisle
seat, and some young man a little older than Crawford got the window
seat. Crawford recalled the guy being a handsome man. Probably a
20-something professional.

Crawford had celebrated his 23rd birthday with his father.James Daigle was
a very proud father. Crawford had been a star athlete all through school.
He played soccer, basketball, and was captain for the swim team. He was
6'2, very tan thanks to the Keys, with lean, toned muscle. Ever since
puberty fat couldn't stick to the kid- it immediately turned into lean
muscle the kid was so active.

James admired that about his son. Though he was by no means fat, James
still had to get to the gym 5 days a week to keep the love handles light
and his years had made him soft and lovable. He was a big hit with
Crawford's friends and girlfriends. At 44 the man was a stud. His grey
hairs recently started growing at the temples, but that only made him more
attractive.



They had been delayed over an hour on the runway and Crawford was getting
antsy. It had been an entire week since he had blown his last load and his
balls were churning in overtime, begging for release. Trying to busy
himself and get his mind on something else, Crawford flipped through the
channels on the in-flight tv. Of course there were more commercials than
usual and really nothing worth watching anyway. By the time the plane
finally took off and the plane's lights had gone out, Crawford had a
FUCKING hardon. If the lights hadnt been out it would have been
obvious. His 9 inch thick cock was tenting his basketball shorts like a
tee-pee. His dick basically broke through his jock. The more he tried to
think about something else, the harder he got knowing there was only one
way to get his erection to go down.



He thought of his possibilities of sneaking to the bathroom to blow a quick
load, but was paranoid he might get too much attention or worse hit someone
with his dick. Not to mention there was a line 3 people deep for the
bathroom already. His only option at this point was to will himself to
sleep and hope that would make it relax.

Crawford closed his eyes and tried to think about anything other than
jerking off. His dick was so hard and leaking Precum, and it didn't matter
what he tried to think about. Worse his father was RIGHT next to him. Even
if he could go to the bathroom, his father was going to see his erection
and even possibly be hit with it. And knowing James Daigle, he would only
call more attention to it.Crawford came in and out of sleep. While he was
half asleep, he started dreaming of a blow job, or hand job, whatever would
give his hard cock some attention. All of a sudden the pilot made an
announcement to remain seated with the seatbelt fastened as they hit
turbulence, and Crawford realized he wasn't sleeping. But his crotch was
definitely getting some attention!! He was afraid to open his eyes, but he
could feel a hand massaging his upper thigh. It was either the guy to his
left- what a fucking perve! Or HIS father!! But there's no way. James
Daigle was as straight as they came. Well. Maybe. There had been
questionable moments. Like when Crawford would change in the hotel room and
his dad would whistle at his package and make statements like, "like father
like son I see!" And wink at him. There were also the times James tried to
pants Crawford at the beach, or the grocery, or really any time in public.
James had a weird obsession with Crawford's dick and understandably so it
was a nice cock. And James never admitted it, but Crawford had him beat by
at least two inches. Crawford really loved hanging with his dad and loved
how cool he was and easy to talk to.

Now that Crawford thought about The hand groping his hard cock, he realized
the angle was coming the left so there was no way it was his father, and
definitely the handsome guy next to him. Not that he was gay, but at least
he felt more relaxed knowing it wasn't his dad- even if left a side of him
a little disappointed.

The stranger's hand moved up Crawford's thigh towards the large tent in his
basketball shorts. So slowly at first that Crawford had to decide if he was
imagining it or not. The hand slowly moved back and forth up Crawford's
mildly hairy inner thigh to his balls where the hand would grab a soft tug
and go back.Crawford was afraid to open his eyes. He pretended to be asleep
while the stranger molested him. Perhaps the perve would get his jollies
off and quit soon, though secretly Crawford was enjoying every second of
it- especially when the hand moved inside his jock and freed his throbbing
(and now leaking) cock.  James Daigle had drifted off not long after they
finally took flight. He woke up on the dark plane not really caring what
time it was or how long they had been in the air. He guessed he was out for
a half hour? He could tell Crawford was still out as his son's back was
facing him and he was hunched toward the window, and the stranger to their
left. He closed his eyes and was about to drift back asleep when he heard
his son let out a low moan. He immediately assumed his son was having an
erotic dream...and maybe even a hard-on. A sly smile creeped across James's
face. He loved an opportunity to see that kid's dick. it was beautiful.
James opened his eyes and inspected Crawford more thoroughly and ....WHAT?
The guy by the window had his hand up the left leg of Crawford's shorts and
was jacking his son off- Right there! right next to him! His parental
instinct was to call the flight attendant immediately and have that guy
removed! But he also saw how much Crawford was enjoying it. His son was
drooling ...and so was his cock. James could smell the precum, and he
suddenly had a desire to try it. his own cock was now aching in his
jeans. He watched his son being jacked off by the stranger for what felt
like a lifetime, but was actually maybe 5 minutes. Then suddenly the guy
stopped and removed his hand.

   Crawford didn't know what to do. one minute this stranger is jacking him
off inside his basketball shorts, and the next minute nothing. just like it
had never happened. in fact, if Crawford hadn't leaked so much precum
inside his shorts, he would have thought he made it all up. what game was
this perve playing?? edging him and then stopping completely. He wanted to
get off so badly and he whimpered and thrust his hips toward the stranger (
still pretending to be asleep). but nothing. He eventually gave up and
turned his back on the stranger and tried to actually fall sleep.It wasn't
long after Crawford began dozing off when he felt a hand on his cock
again. but this time was different..Instead of the hand being in his
shorts, the hand was stroking his hard cock from the outside over his
basketball shorts. He wasn't even sure how the stranger was able to get
around him like that to stroke his cock, and thats when he had to open his
eyes.What he saw shocked the fuck out of him. Crawford couldn't believe
it. He was stunned. Right in front of him was his very own hot, studly
father jacking him off."Dad!?? What the fuck! What are you doing!?"
Crawford exclaimed as he tried to move and hide his hardon, but James held
firmly."Shh..it's no big deal.. let me help you out. Just like you, I am so
horny and in need of relief." James nodded to his lap where he had the tray
down over his lap as his now exposed, rigid dick was standing at attention
through the fly of his pants. James started jacking Crawford off again,
while simultaneously masturbating under the tray table. Crawford couldn't
think straight and his brain was turning to mush. His mouth hung open and
he started to drool in lust. James scooped the drool from his son's gaping
mouth and used it as lube on his own cock. The stranger by the window and
to the left of Crawford didn't miss any of this. He too now had his cock
out and was enjoying this surprise show. Father and son?? Awesome. He
reached around and held Crawford still by the neck and jaw with his right
arm and hand, and with his left hand he slid it down to the waist band of
Crawford's shorts. Thank god they were elastic basketball shorts. So easily
removed.James aided the stranger in removing Crawford's shorts down to his
knees and out sprung the beautiful 9" cock of Crawford. James Daigle was so
overtaken by lust that he could no longer resist the long repressed urges
he felt. He leaned over and dove right onto that beautiful cock.  Crawford
immediately let out a moan that would have gained attention had the
stranger not been quick to force his right hand over Crawford's mouth.James
Daigle, 44, was sucking his first cock ever with maybe 3 inches in his
mouth when a hand grabbed the back of his head and really forced I'm to
take his son's cock down his virgin throat. Instantly he began gagging and
trying to pull off but the stranger's hand remained planted and firm. James
was really going hard now and jacking off like no tomorrow. He was so
lust-driven he couldn't stand it. It was maybe 5 minutes after he started
choking on Crawford's dick that James shot his own load in his hand as he
moaned uncontrollably onto Crawford's dick sending mad vibrations. Crawford
couldn't take it anymore and came immediately into his father's throat.
Poor James didn't even have an option of swallowing as cum shot straight
down his esophagus into his belly.As he was still coming down from his
high, James brought his cum-covered hand to his son's mouth and fed him his
load. "Payback, bud," he whispered as he thrusted his cummy hand deep into
his son's panting mouth. The young man by the window had witnessed the
hottest live event of his entire life. He held Crawford tightly as he
stroked his aching, rigid cock to climax. He came so hard that cum shot all
the way over to James's face and showered all over Crawford.After cleaning
up all of the stranger's cum, the three of them passed out for the duration
of the flight. If anyone else on the flight witnessed the taboo yet
extremely erotic events it was never known.