Date: Sat, 23 Jun 2018 19:16:10 -0500
From: MW Mans Mind <mwmansmind@gmail.com>
Subject: Airline Life, Matt Chapter 2

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     The alarm went off at 6:00 am, I reached over and hit the off button, light had
just started streaming into the room, and I felt his arm on my chest.  I looked down
and blinking the sleep out of my eyes to see his head on my chest, there aren't covers
on his body as he laid on his side, his cock, the proverbial piss hard-on, was thick, with
the veins solid on his tight foreskin was laying on my thigh. I spoke his name and shook
him a little and Matt murmured awake, he looked down and saw he was hard rolled off
of my side and covered himself up with a little shame. Where he'd been on my side
now felt very cool without his warmth and I saw a spot on the top of my thigh that was
wet and sticky.   I got up and covered my own erection and went downstairs and
started the coffee machine.  He came downstairs and walked into the kitchen; he does
a full stretch in front of me, with his cock still slightly hard.  I took a nice long look at
every muscle stretched from his neck to his feet as he reached for the ceiling.
"Coffee?" I ask.  He just mumbled in agreement.  I give him a mug of coffee and he
takes it, takes a sip, and reaches down and scratches the side of his balls.  "Do you
shave your balls?" I ask staring at the globes of his balls in the hairless long sack. "I
mean you do not have a single hair on them."
       "Nope, never had hair one on my balls.  Neither did my Dad, or my brothers.
Must just be the Scandinavian genes.  My dad is from Sweden.  My brothers though are
pretty much hairless all over, I'm the genetic mutant" He said sleepily.
      "Well let's get some traveling clothes on and we'll head out."  We both head into
the other room, he gets into his bag and gets out a pair of socks, and Nikes and a pair
of running shorts.  He sits down and puts his socks on, then stands and puts on his
shorts, steps into his Nikes and looks at me as if why I wasn't ready.
      "I'll get dressed, and we'll go."  I head upstairs, slip on a pair of my favorite
military running shorts with the underwear already in them, put on my socks and
sneakers, grab a light shirt and head back downstairs.  I look over at him on the couch,
with his arms up behind his head, feet on the table, watching TV.  I look at his crotch
and could see his balls hanging out one side.  "Do you own a pair of shorts where your
balls are actually covered?"
      "What, I can't help it." He says while he reaches down and shifts them back into
his shorts.  "Are you jealous because I have bigger nuts than you?" he says jokingly.
He gets up and grabs his overnight bag, which spills its contents on the floor, some
socks, a toothbrush, his wallet, and a small packet of lube and a condom.
      "What is that for?" I say shocked, as he fumbles and tries to get all the stuff
back in his bag without talking.
      "Nothing." Matt utters, now in absolute full blush.
      "Well let's hit the road!" I say intrigued to see his blush encapsulate his entire
upper chest and back, glad I have sun-block.

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      We head out to the truck and get on the road.  Once we were clear the city, he
and I start small talk, and he starts talking about his 5 roommates, two of which are
gay men.  About an hour passes by and he states, "I wasn't shocked by you looking at
my body, my roomies do it all the time.  I do not have to pay full rent, since I walk
around the house naked all the time, among things.  It is like no one around here has
ever seen a blond guy before." He says with a sigh and a shake of his head.
      "It's not so much that you are blond, you are just fucking gorgeous and VERY
blonde.  Hell, I did not even see one curly hair on your body."  I say eyes still on the
road.
      "I came to terms with it a long time ago, I just don't have regular hair.  My
brothers leg hair and pubes are pure white and curly, mine are almost, well, you saw."
Matt says, then looked out the passenger window. "Genetic freak, Seat 1B!"
      "Matt, you aren't a freak.  You're freaking gorgeous!"  I say looking at his side
where a lead of sweat was coming down from his pit, running down to his waistband,
though in this heat, it wouldn't last. "Tell me about your roommates, it has been a little
while since I've had to have them. What did you mean by Among things?"
      "It is kind of embarrassing, but one of my roomies, the guy who owns the place,
asked me one time if he could blow me.  I said yes, and he did.  I kind of liked it; I did
not have to search for a blowjob after that.  And he reduced my rent if once a week he
comes into my room after I get off of work and sucks me off.  Don't get me wrong, I
still like girls, but I've got to do what I've got to do.  But he only wants to blow me
when I come home and am really funky, like the other day when I was in your office.
He like to undress me and lick my legs, and pits, and under my balls.  It doesn't feel
bad, but when I'm that funky, I cannot stand the smell of myself."  We spent the next 2
hours driving in somewhat uncomfortable silence, until, "I've ruined our little camp-out
didn't I."
      "No, I'm just a little shocked.  That's all, not a bad thing." I said, archiving all his
comments in my brain.
      "You have been driving for 3 1/2 hours, how about we pull over and let me drive
for a while."  Matt says
      "Sure." I say welcoming the break.  We stop at a roadside park and we both get
out and stretch, we both look around for a bathroom, yet there is not one.  So, we both
head around the side of a maintenance building and whip out our cocks and piss.  I
cannot help but watch his cock empty his bladder; he looks at me and averts his eyes
from mine to my cock.  We finish and head back to the truck.  He gets in the truck,
starts it up and we head out.
      About half an hour after we were heading out, "OK, I must ask, I saw in your
room, big leather boots, a black leather vest, and several leather strap things.  What
are they for?" Matt asked, now in the sun.
      "Well that is not easy to explain.  I really do not know how to explain." I
stammered unusually.
      "I know you are gay, so that much is explained.  I heard a rumor at work that
you are one of those spanking whipping people." He says with a laugh.
      "It is not just that.  It's misconceived, I'm a teacher of alternative play sex.  It is
not just whipping and spanking, knowing where there are pleasure centers on the body
and exploring them.  But that is something completely separate from my work life."
      "So, you dress up in leather and torture people."  He says laughingly.
      "No, I just am not really interested in plain sex.  Don't knock it unless you try it."
I say.  We drive another hour having a nice little chitchat, through the heat of southern
Missouri.  I nod off and wake up after a 25-minute break and look over and he'd gotten
out of his shorts and was driving my truck naked except for his socks and shoes.
      "Have a nice nap?  I was getting rather hot, so I got out of my shorts.  I know
you do not mind, since you like looking at my body." He says with a smirk, "besides
how much farther is it?"
      "Not too much farther..." I say trying to cover my growing cock with my hands.
Looking at his body in the sun, seeing the trickle of sweat coming down his ribs from
his pit and how the sun is making the hair on his body almost glow.  "Well with you like
this, you won't be able to get out of the truck."
      "No big thing, I already pissed in this water bottle."  Holding up a full bottle of
golden liquid with the lid on it.  "I can tell you are hot, why not get out of your clothes
and join me."  He says, staring at my crotch for a second, seeing my hands covering my
growing hard on.  He reaches over and moves my hands and sees that I'm getting
hard.  "You know you saw my cock this morning when I woke up, but I did not see
yours. So now you must play, take them off."
      "Um, okay.", I said as I slipped my shorts down and my hard cock slapped
against my belly. "There, now you know, you gave me this hard on." He giggled at that
and reached over and grabbed my cock, I looked over to his cock and saw that it was
creeping down his leg.  My hand flexed, and he looked at me and nodded, I reached
over and touched his hardening cock, took it in my hand and moved the skin back from
his head.  He let out a little moan and stroked my cock up and down as well.  "Can I?" I
asked him as I gave his cock a squeeze, he nodded, and I bend over and took his
hardening cock in my mouth.  I could taste the sun sweat on him and his aroma filled
my nose.  I rolled his half-flaccid cock around my mouth and reached with the other
hand and cupped his balls down from beneath his legs.  I took his cock out of my
mouth and started to lick and suck his balls.  I felt his hand on the back of my head,
and he gave me a pat, signaling for me to stop.  I sat up, and my cock was harder than
ever.  He grabbed my cock again and continued to stroke me.
      "I won't be able to drive if I cum, so I had to stop you, but I will get you off, if
you want." He said, without taking his eyes off of the road, but still stroked me.
      "I would love to, but this is not how I'd envisioned it." I said, and he released my
cock.  I sat there with a hard-on for a little bit, but eventually my hard-on went away.  I
looked over and saw that his cock had shrunk to his regular soft size.  "Don't take it
wrong, but I had dreamed a different way of doing it" I said, now embarrassed and
looking at the passing hills.
      "Tell me."  He said, eyes on the road.
      "How about when we get there." I said, as we continued to drive.  About an hour
later we drive into the campground, there are only the caretakers, and the two of us.  I
register us in and got back into the truck we headed to our campsite and got the tent
and chairs out.  After the long drive we sat there and got into the cooler and grabbed
some beer.
      After our first beer was done, we decided to explore and see if we were the only
campers there.  We walked around in sheer bliss, no phones, no clothes, and soothing
silence.  Walking around and looking then we noticed other campers and tents there.
We both travelled to the hot tub and when we climbed the steps to the hot tub which is
tucked back into a small timber and up high from the valley, we see five other men
already in the hot tub we get in and start idle chitchat with the others.
      I can tell he is uneasy, and apparently one of the other men tried to touch him,
because he almost jumped out of the water and landed on my lap.  He curled his head
into the crook under my chin and held onto me.  "Sorry, my boy is timid to be touched
by another other than his Master" I say to the others, who understand, and nod their
agreement.  He still is scared and clutching to my chest, with is ass rubbing against my
cock, I was getting hard.  He looked up at me and whispered that he wanted to leave.
"Well guys, I'm going to take my boy back to the tent, he and I are tired and hungry.
Goodnight."  I waived my goodbyes to them and he followed me back to the tent.
When we got back to the tent area, he grabbed a beer and guzzled it down and was
trembling.
      "I'm sorry, I just didn't want that other guy touching me.  I kind of freaked out."
He said belching after his beer was done.
      "No problem, I handled it, didn't I?" I said with a smile.
      "Yeah, what is a 'boy'?  And what is with this Master stuff?"  He asked cracking
open a new beer.
      "Well the Master or Daddy is the top or dominate, and the boy or slave is the
submissive, I told them that when you jumped into my lap and nestled your head on
my chest.  It is a sign of respect not only of the bottom, but also of the top.  If I'm to
protect you from others, call me Sir this weekend, and it will be ok.  Now let's get the
sleeping bags unrolled while the fire heats up for dinner, it is going to be chilly tonight."
I say while ducking into the back of the truck, getting the sleeping bags.
      "Why not just take those and zip them together and we can keep warmer that
way."  Matt says finishing his beer.
      "You better take it easy with those beers, we didn't bring a keg!  How about I
just fry us some hamburgers in the fire-pit and since it is getting dark, head into the
tent afterwards.  While the hamburgers are frying, I zip up the two sleeping bags and
toss the mass into the tent.  I threw some cheese on the burgers ad got out some
condiments and buns.  We sat there and ate like it was the best meal we ever had.  He
spilled ketchup on himself and acting like it was a gunshot.  He was obviously buzzed
and goofing around.
      "OK." I say, as I clean up and put things away in the fast encroaching darkness.
"I'm ready, how about you boy?" Nodding towards the tent.
      "Fine ... Sir" He says sitting on the cooler and stepping out of his Nike's and
taking off his socks.  He climbs into the tent and I follow him. I adjust my pillow and he
didn't bring one.  When I lie on my back and get comfortable, he turns on his side and
looks at me.  "Well I forgot my pillow, so now what am I going to do?" he says, then
places his head on my shoulder and arm across me.  "Well if I'm going to be your 'boy',
maybe I should act like it.  Besides I've never done this and, well, I want to." He says
as his head slides down my chest licking his way through my chest hair until the head
of my cock was at his lips.
      He sticks his tongue out and licks my cock a little, opens his mouth and I can
feel his lips close around my cock and suck it in further to his mouth.  As my cock filled
his mouth with me getting hard, I reached down and pulled his butt up to my face.  He
lifted one leg over my head and I felt his balls fall onto my face.  I immediately opened
my mouth and his balls were in my mouth, I sucked and licked them enjoying not only
the salty taste, but also the gentle scent of his ass on my nose.  He was moaning and
sucking harder, I could tell it was his first time, since I could feel his teeth scrape on my
width more than once.  I take his balls out of my mouth and bend his back until his ass
was above my face; I pull apart his fuzzy cheeks to expose his little pink hairless
asshole.
      I lower his ass onto my tongue and lick and suck on his asshole, enjoying the
musk, and the feeling of him sucking me off while his fuzzy ass is on my face.  He is
making deep moans and pops my cock out of his mouth and says "Oh, my god, that
feels so good."  He starts sucking my cock harder and with his other hand starts playing
with my nuts.  I get his ass relaxed enough and start getting my tongue farther and
farther in his ass, his moans start getting louder and louder as my tongue gets deeper
and deeper.  I reach around, and grab hold of his very hard leaking cock and start
jacking him off.  I feel my orgasm coming and it will not be long now, his moans turn
into almost padded screams and his ass clinches around my tongue, and his cock starts
throbbing, I feel his load being sprayed on my chest.  I get my tongue out of his ass
and try to reach down to get my cock out of his mouth, but he fights my hands away,
and pulls my cock out of his mouth, "I want it, give it to me ... Sir", and begins sucking
my cock harder and harder, I stop fighting him and feel myself climaxing, I cum and he
starts to swallow, and gags, and spits it out onto my cock, but will not take my cock
from his lips.  As I feel his stomach starting to contract, I pull his face off my cock
before he vomits.
      He turns around and kisses me fully on the lips tasting his mouth, and my seed,
it was an awesome kiss.  When he catches his breath and says, "I think I will like being
a 'boy', at least for the weekend.  As long as we can do that again. Sorry about the
mess, your nut just kind of surprised me, it won't happen again. Sir." He says with a
smile, he moves down to my chest licking and starts sucking and cleaning our loads
from my chest, spending lots of time on my nipples.  After he cleaned my chest and
cock clean he licked his lips, nestled next to me with his head on my shoulder.  "I kind
of like the idea of someone taking charge.  But I do want to do that again, among
things."  He says as his eyes close, I feel his body go limp while laying on me and I
follow into sleep shortly afterwards.

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