Date: Tue, 09 Sep 1997 13:22:40 PDT
From: dnvrman@hotmail.com
Subject: MileHi Club...

It'd been years since I'd made this flight and my mind drifted back to 
when I'd gotten my discharge from the Navy.
There was a load of sailors and marines...some getting out for good and 
others just on leave.  The trip from Honolulu to L.A. was at night and 
it seemed to take forever.  The planes' cooling system was working too 
well.  I ask the flight attendant for a blanket and the guy next to me 
decided he'd better get one before she got too far away.
The drinks came fast and heavy.  My seat partner and I became the best 
of friends in no time.  We talked about where we were from, what we'd 
done and what was in the future;  bragging about our personal conquests, 
laughing at ourselves and how we reacted to certain things in the past.  
The constant hum of the plane was soothing and lights went out.
We lowered our voices, turned out the overhead lamps and quietly 
"snickered" about all the horny military men headed for stateside.
Everything seemed to quiet down and our conversation centered on sexual 
things.   We were both fairly well toasted and he leaned over to whisper 
something to me and his hand rested on my upper thigh...as we declared 
that we would try to remain in contact and become close friends.
The nightlight just touched his dark eyes and we kept our glance locked 
tight.  I hadn't noticed till now that the front of his hair was a 
little messed up and just touched his forehead.  Not much else was said.
My heart was coming out of my chest.
He didn't move his hand.  At least for the time being.  We pulled our 
blankets up so that they connected and we seemed isolated in the front 
of the airplane.  I indiscreetly glanced around and found that everyone 
around us was either asleep or occupied with conversation.  The flight 
attendants were settled in also.
My mind raced and I reached for his hand.  He was looking out the window 
into a dark space.  His face reflected in the glass and the blood slowly 
filled my cock.  Our fingers pulled at each other slightly and he moved 
my hand to the buttons on his pants.  I closed my eyes, took a deep 
breath and opened each one carefully.  Pausing with anticipation.  The 
end of his meat pushed at my hand before I knew it.  I moved a little 
closer and our shoulders touched so that we could feel the muscles under 
our uniforms.
My dick was almost full.   My pants were ready to burst and I quietly 
opened myself up.  What relief.  My boxer shorts were wet with precum 
and I felt myself with one hand while the other moved down over his 
pulsing shaft; feeling the veins.
I wanted to moan.  I bit my bottom lip.  He reached over, grabbed me 
hard and started to jack me off.  Quick and quiet.  The urge to shoot 
came fast.
He was so hard and I wanted to feel his balls.  He parted his legs just 
enough that I could get at him.  Huge balls...and hairy.  I felt like he 
wanted a little pain, so I pulled down on his sack.  He arched his back 
slightly and I pulled a little harder.  My cock was ready and I shot 
hard.  The cum poured out over his hand.   He pulled up around the head 
of my dick and held on.  I shot again.  The smell of fresh cum seemed to 
be all around me.  We had to be careful.  It was all I could do.  It 
felt great and I let it come till I couldn't stand it any longer.
I looked around quickly to make sure no one was watching; as if I could 
have done something about it.  
Now his turn!!!
His tongue was at his lips and I started to stroke the big hard meat in 
my hand until I thought he might yell.
What a cock he had and I had to work it.  My pleasure, believe me.
He pushed at my hand and then slowly leaked out all the juice he could 
pull down and get.  I always thought that when you came, it would come 
all at once.  He let the orgasm last what seemed forever.  Such control.  
Cumming the whole time.  Slow and steady.  He looked at me and we wanted 
so bad to put our mouths to each other.
The plane started a slight descent and we were thankful for the cocktail 
napkins for a quick cleanup.
I pulled myself together and went to the bathroom.  Once inside; I 
finished the cleanup and pushed my still half-hard cock into my uniform 
pants.
Couldn't wait to get to my seat and get even better acquainted.  Felt 
this wouldn't be the last of my new friend.

Unfortunately, the trip I'm now on wasn't quite as eventful, but the 
memories got me hard.  I decided to step into the bathroom and get some 
relief.  I pulled at my shorts and let my cock push out hard.  Watching 
myself in the mirror...my bare hairy ass leaned against the wall behind 
me and the vibration from the plane added to my pleasure.  I let my mind 
go back to my initiation into the "MileHi Club" and I shot long... and 
hard.  I let the moan escape this time.

DNVRMAN