Date: Sat, 8 May 2021 16:10:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: Alex Century <alexcenturyerotica@yahoo.com>
Subject: Takeoffs and Landings: Jared and Matt's Story chapter 2

Jared

"Cessna four golf sierra cleared to land runway one seven," said the
controller over the radio.

"Cleared to land runway one seven, Cessna four golf sierra," I replied.

I kept my hands steady on the yoke making sure the wings were as level as
possible as I began my final descent into the Kalamazoo-Battle Creek
International Airport. It was a beautiful day for flying with just a few
clouds in the sky. Best of all I had my new buddy Matt in the seat next to
me.

I held the yoke steady as I watched the altimeter count down. Two
hundred. One hundred. Fifty. Forty. Thirty. Twenty. Ten. Just then I pulled
back the throttle and flared for landing. We touched down with a slight
bump and I applied the brakes and turned us off the runway.

"Wow, I guess I didn't need to be scared," Matt said with a mischievous
grin.

My heart swooned when he said that. This was such a new adventure for
me. I'd never met anyone that I felt this comfortable in my own skin
with. He was on my mind all the time after that first night. I knew right
away that he really was someone special.

I grew up in a small city in Illinois, just across the river from
St. Louis. My parents are lawyers and my brothers and I had a good
childhood. My grandpa flew for United Airlines and I knew from a young age
that I wanted to follow in his footsteps. I got my private pilot's license
and instrument rating when I was 16 though I've been flying since I was
13. I came to Western Michigan University for the flight program after
finishing a Bachelor's degree in Psychology at Illinois State. In the
summer of 1997 I moved up to Western to begin work on my commercial
license.

Matt just kind of stepped into my life all of a sudden just a few months
after I got there. He and I had similar dating histories. We'd both been
with guys that we just liked and enjoyed sleeping with but had no romantic
potential with whatsoever. So when I met Matt a Saturday afternoon of
flying seemed like the perfect first date.

"Want to have dinner when we get back to campus?" I asked Matt.

"Absolutely. What are we going to do next weekend?" he replied as we taxied
to our parking space.

"How about a football game? Let's go to Ann Arbor on Friday and get a room
and go to the Michigan game. How about that?"

"If you say so," he replied.

He wasn't as much into football as I am. I may be from Illinois but my
parents are both lawyers and they met in law school at Michigan so we were
fans growing up. That's one of the things I was looking forward to about
moving up here. I'd only been to Michigan Stadium once when I was a kid so
I wasn't going to waste any time getting to see a game.

All week, even as I was flying, I wished away the days until Friday
night. That week I called and booked a room at the Comfort Inn in Ann Arbor
for two nights and two occupants. I took a couple hundred dollars out of
the ATM to get tickets to the game. Finally Friday arrived and it was time
to pick Matt up and head east to Ann Arbor.

"Hey," he said as he climbed inside my car. "I'm so glad it's finally time
to go. I've been thinking about you all day," he said with that damn
mischievous smile. "How long a ride is it?"

"About an hour and a half or so," I replied.

"I like your car," Matt said as we stopped at the intersection of Oliver
Street and West Michigan Avenue.

"It was my grandpa's before he died. I was 16 when that happened and my
grandma gave me his car because I had just gotten my license," I
explained. It was an Oldsmobile Ninety Eight Touring Sedan with huge
leather seats and it drove like a cloud. For the next two hours our
conversation just flowed, just like we did when we met at Outspoken.

"So what's your middle name?" he asked me tilting his head onto his
shoulder.

"Anthony. Jared Anthony Ryan."

"Matthew Joseph Graves," he replied with a chuckle.

Finally our exit arrived and the hotel was just around the corner from the
off-ramp. We parked, got our suitcases out of the trunk, and headed inside
to check in. Once that was done we stepped onto the elevator to head to our
room.

"Oh fuck it's good to be off the road," Matt said as he flopped onto one of
the beds.

"Definitely," I said as I climbed onto the bed with him. I laid on my side
looking him straight in the eye. Brown wasn't my favorite eye color but I
still felt mesmerized. I knew for sure in that moment that he was special
and that I couldn't let him go.

We shared a kiss and sure enough one thing led to another. Before I knew it
I was pulling off his underwear before he slipped my shirt over my
head. His raging boner was just massive. I started jerking him off just
because I wanted a chance to play with it. He tilted his head back and
smiled before I knelt between his legs and ran my hands up his thighs to
his smooth torso. We made out for a little bit longer before I decided I
was going to take the lead.

"Let me get a condom," I whispered as I reached into my suitcase. "I want
you to fuck me," I whispered seductively, mimicking what he'd said to me
the first time we'd done it.

"Yeah?" he asked as he sat up.

"No lay back down, I had you just like I wanted you," I said with a
grin. "You just stay put, I'll handle this," I said with authority. I
ripped open the condom wrapper, pulled it out, and placed it on the tip of
his throbbing dick. He even let out a small moan as I rolled it down his
cock. I slathered lube all over it and got myself ready. Matt layed there
patiently as I did the prepwork. I climbed on top of him, straddled him,
and pushed him inside me.

"Oh fuck yeah," he moaned as I started thrusting myself back and
forth. "Mmmmmmmm" he let out as I started going faster. With each stroke he
was breathing harder and harder and sighing louder and louder. I slowed
down to tease him and he smiled and laughed a little. "Ohhh," I let out as
the pressure on my prostate intensified, sending waves of pleasure through
my body with every movement. Together we made a symphony of moans and sighs
as we went to town together.

Once I stopped for a second to take a breath, Matt looked up at me and said
"Dude I'm hungry, can we go have dinner after we cum?" and we both burst
out laughing. "I don't think I'm going to last much longer," he followed up
with.

I started thrusting again but faster and Matt started moaning "Keep going,
keep going," through gritted teeth. Finally I saw him make his orgasm face
and then let out a loud groan. We started laughing once he caught his
breath.

"Lay on your back," he said to me. I complied and just like that my
throbbing cock was inside his mouth. It didn't take long before I erupted
in the most powerful orgasm I've ever had and he swallowed every bit of it.

"Fuck," I managed as I was enjoying the afterglow.  "I don't think I'm
hungry anymore," Matt piped up and we both burst out laughing.

The next day we caught a bus up to the stadium and ended up paying $100 for
two tickets from a scalper. It was the season opener and the Wolverines
were taking on the University of Colorado. Despite being the #8 team in the
nation, Michigan absolutely destroyed the Buffalos 27-3 in a completely
dominant victory. I hadn't been to the Big House since I was in first grade
and I had long forgotten just how massive it was. There were over 106,000
people in the stands that day to cheer on the Maize and Blue and despite
Matt not having ever been much for football even he had a good time.

We took the bus back to the hotel which took a couple hours because of all
the traffic and the fact that there were 106,000 pedestrians in the
streets. We decided on the bus we'd go back to the hotel and hang out for a
couple hours and once traffic died down we'd then go have dinner
somewhere. As soon as we stepped into the room he playfully pushed me
against the wall next to the door and unzipped my shorts. I got hard in his
mouth as he started going to town on my unsuspecting dick.

Faster and faster he went as he reached up to tease my shaft. My heart felt
like it was going to pound out of my chest. Just as I felt like I couldn't
take it anymore, I let out a small moan as I got to the point of no
return. Matt pulled his head back and as I exploded I nailed him right in
the face. We both laughed hysterically as he wiped the cum out of his
eyes. Once we finally settled down he looked at me and said two words:
"Victory blowjob."

The next day we enjoyed our Belgian waffles at the continental breakfast
before we embarked on the 105-mile journey west down I-94 back to
campus. When I dropped him off at his place we embraced and shared a kiss
before he headed inside to his apartment.

"I love spending time with you," he said in a sweet tone of voice.

"Call me, we'll have to figure something out for next weekend," I replied.

As I drove away I couldn't believe what I'd gotten myself into. When I got
back to my dorm I called my parents' house and my mom answered.

"Mom, I met a guy and I think I'm falling in love..."

***

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