Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2017 04:43:26 +0000 (UTC) From: Matt Salmon Subject: Mile High Club **************************** 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 reading NOW. Donate to Nifty for more FREE stories like this. Please let me know what you think! I'm happy to reply. *************************** 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.