Date: Sun, 30 Apr 2017 10:44:48 +0000 From: Michael Murphy Subject: Layover Lay I feel the best spot for this story would be in the Encounters section. This is a work of fiction, but it is based on one of many fantasies I have had about this guy. Have I ever met him. Not in real life, but only through conversations online. Will I ever meet him? Doubtful, but hopeful. Anyway, I hope you enjoy my story. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I've learned to not have high expectations when flying. In fact, the lower my expectations, the better. But on one recent trip, the unexpected turned out to be rather amazing. I'd noticed him while sitting at the gate, waiting for my flight. Of course, there was a delay. It seems no trip can be seamless. I was waiting for my rebooked flight when I glanced across the waiting area, a little to my right. There was a beautiful blond man sitting there. He was wearing tan chinos and a white button-down shirt. Three undone buttons revealed a smooth, taut chest. He was slouched down in the uncomfortable chairs, looking down at his phone. Feeling a little like a creeper, I couldn't help but stare at him. He is the stuff dreams are made of. I shook my head, urging myself out of a fantasy world. Where else would a guy who looked like that even give a guy like me the time of day? Now, I'm no ogre, but I was pretty sure this twenty-something guy would not be interested in me. Just as I was about to go back to reading my book, Gorgeous looked my way. I smiled. He smiled a sheepish grin and nodded back at me. He then went back to looking at his phone. Coincidence, that's what it was. I couldn't let myself think it was anything more. I sat there, turgid cock causing me to squirm slightly in my chair. Occasionally, I would look up from my book. More than once I caught him looking back at me. Each time, he grinned, and my cock grew. I decided it was time to do something about this. I got up and carried my carry-on in front of myself, trying to hide the growing bulge in my pants. I slowly walked into the main concourse, trying to think of anything to cause my erection to cease a bit. Just then, Gorgeous passed to my left. It seemed he was on a mission. Once he was a few feet ahead of me, he looked back. He motioned for me to follow him. My chin about hit the floor. This amazing-looking guy was urging me to follow him. Nerves set in, and it seemed an entire flock of butterflies started to swarm in my stomach. Should I go? Hell, yes! He slowed down a bit, and kept looking back, seemingly making sure I was still there. Don't worry, baby, I'm not going to pass this up! We walked a little ways farther. Gorgeous turned down a hallway leading to a family restroom. He was standing at the door, gripping the handle as I turned the corner. He smiled again (a very white, toothy grin) and walked in. I looked around...no one was paying attention to me. I slipped down the hallway and opened the door. What I saw was absolutely amazing! Once I could see inside, this blond beauty was leaning against the sink. His shirt was completely unbuttoned exposing his torso. I could just see the glint of blond hairs running from his navel down the fly of his unzipped pants. His pants were hanging loosely open, and a bulge was forming on his thigh. He said in a low tone, "Hey, daddy, why don't you come in and lock the door." Obviously I was not going to turn down this opportunity. I walked in, closed the door behind me and reached up to lock it. Before I had even turned the lock, I could feel his hands on my shoulders, his breath on my neck. I turned around and he was standing right behind me. I leaned back against the door and he immediately leaned forward to kiss me. I put my hands inside his shirt and felt his warm skin under my touch. My hands went around his back and pulled him closer. We kissed deeply as we ground our hips together. Our hard cocks were throbbing already. Gorgeous decided it was time to switch things up. He stepped back a bit, and proceeded to unbutton my shirt. I could hear him whispering, "Oh god, so much fur..." I chuckled, knowing not every guy was fond of a fuzzy body. Luckily, this guy was! He pulled my shirt out of my pants, undid the last button then spread my shirt open. He started kissing my pecs. My hands reached behind his head and pulled him closer, loving the feeling of his lips on my skin. He moved downward. Down the center of my stomach, flicking his tongue in my navel. The involuntary moans emanating from my throat had to let him know that I was enjoying this. As he continued to lap away at my navel, I felt him unbuckling my belt then unbuttoning my slacks. Before I knew it, my pants and kiwi-colored low-rise briefs were around my ankles. "Daddy has a perfect cock!" Oh my god, this man was amazing. If I hadn't already been fully erect, that would have done it. He held my hard cock in his hands and looked at it...adoringly? I never imagined someone would worship a cock like that, let alone mine. He kissed my pubes, then he kissed up the shaft. It seemed there wasn't a square centimeter he didn't touch with his lips. My cock was leaking rather profusely by this point. He didn't squander that opportunity. Gorgeous held my cock in both hands and licked the tip. As he pulled back, I looked down and saw a little thread of precum between my dick and his lips. He used one finger to swipe it away and then sucked it off his finger. My new best friend then put his lips around the tip of my cock and sucked on the head. His tongue circled the crown and delved into the tip of my cock. Then he tightened his lips. I could feel his mouth working its way down the shaft of my cock. Just when I thought he was going to stop, he moved forward just a bit more. My cock was now buried in his throat. I felt it make that little curve into his throat. My hands wend to his chin. I cradled his chin in my hands. My fingers rested lightly on his throat. I could feel the bulge created by my cockhead on his neck. Then, he pulled back. His lips tight, milking my cock. Slowly, passionately, he continued to suck on my cock. My hands just rested on his jaws. I didn't need to guide him. This guy was great! He knew just how to give me the most pleasure. His hands were on my furry thighs (which were quivering with excitement). Then he pulled his mouth off my cock. I was very disappointed until he looked up at me and asked, "Does daddy want to fuck his boy?" Who was I to argue? I stammered out something like, "You bet, baby." Not my greatest comeback ever, but the point was made. He took me by the hand and I waddled to the toilet, pants and underwear still around my ankles. He helped me to sit down, and he immediately stepped out of his pants. He then turned around, straddled my lap, and sat down. He reached back and spread his ass cheeks. I grasped my cock, and held it upright. My boy then started rubbing his little hole across the tip of my cock. Back and forth, allowing me to nudge his ass. I spat on my hand and he raised up just enough so I could spread it on his boy cunt. He groaned then pushed my hand away. He grasped my cock and aimed it right at his hole. As he lowered himself onto my cock, I felt his ass simply suck it in. Slowly he impaled himself onto my cock. It felt so good, so tight. Occasionally, he would raise up and then lower himself again. My hands spread his ass cheeks wider so I could get deeper inside him. Eventually, my cock was deep inside him. He wriggled, and my dick struck his prostate, he gasped and leaned back against my body. "Baby, I think I should know your name..." "Marc," he hissed. "Now fuck me!" As he raised his ass then lowered it again and again, we established a rhythm. As he lowered himself, I raised my ass. Each thrust hit him deep inside. When he wriggled that beautiful ass, it absolutely drove me insane with pleasure. Up and down, back and forth. Slowly, then speeding up. My hands then reached up and worked their way up his back. I just sat back and let him perform his magic. This guy was so good. Obviously this was not his first rodeo. Each time he lowered himself onto my lap, he grunted just a bit. My cock was so hard and swollen. I knew I was not going to be able to hold back much longer. "You ready for daddy's load, Marc?" He didn't utter a word, but just squeezed his ass tighter. My balls were so tight, filling my cock with cum. I was panting and sweating. I could feel the sweat trickling down my torso into my pubes. Beads of sweat were breaking out on his back and dribbling down his ass. This simply added to the lube that was already being provided by my leaking cock. One stroke. Another, Another, and I pulled him hard onto my lap, hands on his hips. As my cock started to inject a huge load into Gorgeous Marc, He started to raise up. I slapped his right ass cheek and told him, "Stay right where you are!" Another slap to his ass, and he did exactly that. He ground against me as my cock shot huge gobs of cum into him. It seemed my orgasm would never end. His ass milked my cock. Pulling every drop of cum out of my balls. I reached my hands around him, and grasped his chest. I pulled him back against my body, and massaged his chest. Then I let my right hand work its way down his body. I grasped his cock in my fist. He wasn't huge, but his cock was throbbing. I started stroking him as I massaged his pecs, tweaked his nipples. He writhed on my cock. I could hear him panting. I could feel his torso expand with each breath. "Oh, daddy, you're gonna make me cum!" I continued to stroke him with a tight fist. Then he loudly moaned, "Ohhhh fuuuuuuuuck!" At that moment, I angled his cock upward. I felt the first shot of cum hit my hand and his chest. Wave after wave of cum spurted from his dick. He ground back against me, legs pressing against mine. His ass gripped my cock as he continued to shoot his load. Too soon, he just slumped back against me. His hands were on my thighs. My hands continued to massage him, spreading his cum all over his smooth body. "Oh my god, daddy....You have no idea how much I needed that!" I could only respond, "Me, too." Again, not the most eloquent comeback, but all I could muster as I tried to catch my breath. Realizing how long we had been there, he slowly raised up off my cock. I heard a slight POP as my dick slipped from his dripping hole. He stood, then helped me stand. My legs were shaking and weak. I got my balance and joined Marc at the sink. We both cleaned up. The air was occasionally punctuated with a "Wow" from one of us or the other. Eventually, we made small-talk as we got dressed again. He asked where I was headed. "Lauderdale on business. You?" I asked. "Lauderdale...I live there." He grinned. I smiled huge! "So, how long will you be there," he asked. I responded, "Three days." "But how many nights?" he asked with a wink. "Give me your phone." I handed him my phone, and he put his number into the address book labeled only as "Marc." He then turned, unlocked the door and walked out. I leaned against the sink, not believing what had just happened. I got myself and my carry on together and walked out of the restroom. The plane was boarding when I got to the gate. Marc was nowhere in sight. I boarded the plane and looked for my seat. As I approached row 17, I saw a familiar face smiling at me from the seat right next to mine. I smiled at him. "Good to see you. This could be the most enjoyable flight I've ever taken." I sat down, and felt his leg press against mine. Yes, this was going to be a good flight, indeed!