Gay Erotic Stories

It was ten minutes before they were going to close the plane doors and it looked like I would have the two seats on the window to myself. Usually I get stuck next to someone fat or with a good case of body odor. . I looked forward to stretching out and maybe getting a little sleep. Guess it wasn't meant to happen because just as I was congratulating myself on my good luck, a handsome guy in his late twenties came over to where I was sitting and accused me of sitting in his seat. He showed me his ticket and I told him that his seat was next to mine. He apologized to me in a heavy British accent and sat down after putting his jacket in the overhead compartment. From the way he was dressed I thought that he might be gay, but I can never really tell with foreign men. He was wearing fitted wide leg jeans and a tight black lycra short sleeved shirt. His body was definitely the result of many trips to the gym. He had short black hair and absolutely stunning green eyes. I guess I should describe myself, as well. I'm in my mid twenties and have blond hair and blue eyes. I was a gymnast for 12 years until I decided that I wanted to have a social life and quit. Since then I haven't really been a dedicated gym person, but after 12 years of hard work I must have set myself up for a long time because I still have a gymnast's physique. The flight was pretty uneventful until the cutie next to me got up and went to the bathroom. I was pretty into the movie they were showing when he got back, but I quickly glanced up and realized that I had been watching the wrong thing. This guy had a huge hardon snaking down his pant leg. Suddenly it occurred to me that I was staring at his crotch so I turned my head back to the movie screen, but not before I saw him smile at me. A few minutes later I snuck a glance at his crotch a saw that he was lightly squeezing his cock through his pants. This was too much. I never have had sex with anyone that wasn't a boyfriend. I was harder than hell at his point, but what the hell could I do with this guy on the plane. I decided to ignore the whole incident. Well, my cock would just not go down. I couldn't do anything on the plane, but maybe if I showed my interest we could hook up once the flight was over. I got up from my seat and made my way to the bathroom. Since I was wearing very baggy jeans, a long shirt, and tight briefs the fact that I had an erection was apparent to no one, but myself. In the bathroom I unzipped my pants and took them off. Then I took off my underwear. They were soaking wet. Jesus, I knew that I had been precumming from the excitement of the moment, but I hadn't realized how much. The entire front of my briefs was soaking wet. I looked down at my cock and I saw a long rope of precum connected my dick with the floor. I peeled back my foreskin and then brought it forward again to get any remaining precum to come out. A drop the size of a half dollar came oozing out. Seeing my cock in this state made me even hornier. I pumped it slowly, ran my finger along the inside of my foreskin and gobbled up all of the precum that was produced. I didn't want to come though because I wanted to save all of my load for the stud I was sitting next to, just in case we did wind up hooking up later. Right now I just wanted to show him I was interested. I put my pants back on and shoved my briefs in the back pocket. My jeans were very tented out, but because of my long shirt no one would notice. I got back to my seat and pretended to look for something in the overhead compartment, so that when I reached up, my shirt would pull up and cutie would get a full view of my bulging crotch. I didn't look at him to see what his reaction had been until I sat back down. I almost gasped out loud. He had positioned himself in such a way that no one but me could see what I was now seeing. He had pulled out his cock and it was just laying on his leg. It was beautiful too. About 5 inches (he wasn't hard) and uncut with a long foreskin. Just the way I like it. I didn't know what he expected me to do. I couldn't show him my cock without anyone else seeing it, so I decided to ignore the whole thing again. I was so nervous, my heart was beating like a jackhammer. There was no way I could go through with whatever he wanted. I was too scared. But I had to, I was just way too horny at this point. Suddenly I came up with an idea. I don't know if it was the altitude, but suddenly I became very brazen. I took the airline blanket and placed it over my lap. Underneath the blanket I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my very hard aching cock. I pushed my cock forward so that the blanket became a tent and the stud could see that I had my cock out of pants. Next I scooped up some of the copious precum with my fingers and brought my hand out of the blanket. The precum was like a wet web between my thumb and forefinger. I licked it off my fingers. Stud looked pleased because he laid his blanket across his lap as well. I heard the sound of a long, slow unzipping of a zipper. He tented the blanket with his dick the same way I did. That fucker must have huge judging by the height of the blanket. Again, he followed suit and produced his hand from beneath the blanket. His hand was coated with precum. Tantalizingly slow, he stuck one of his fingers in his mouth and sucked the stickiness off of it. He looked at me and smiled and offered one of his slimy fingers to me. I formed an 'o' with my thumb and forefinger and stripped his finger of precum. When I sucked it, off the salty sweetness sent me reeling. Well he had shown me his cock so it was only fair that I showed him mine. I met his green eyes in a deep stare and with my eyes directed his stare at the blanket on my lap. I pulled it back and his eyes feasted on my drooling, uncut eight and a half inches. I pulled back my foreskin exposing my head and then brought it forward once again. I pumped my dick a few more times before covering myself with the blanket again. At this point, the plane had started it's descent. I was squeezing my balls and jerking my cock under the blanket. Stud was doing the same. The entire time we never broke our stare. He lifted the blanket for me to see his cock. It was slightly larger than mine and when he retracted his foreskin, I saw his large, dark rose colored head glistening. He pumped it for me a few times before covering up again. We increased the speed of our strokes and I knew that it wouldn't be long before I came. From the way that Stud's eyes were starting to roll back in his head, it looked like he wasn't far off either. As the plane touched down we both began to shoot. Volley after volley of hot semen landed on my hand, shirt, pants and the blanket. Some of Stud's come managed to escape his blanket and land on his lips. He eagerly licked it off. The orgasm was one of the most intense of my life and when it was over I sat there light headed and shaking. I reached into my back pocket, took out my briefs and sopped up as much come as I could. I handed it to Stud, who sucked on them for a while before sticking them in his back pocket. We both left with noticeable wet spots all over our clothes. We never said goodbye. Comments to the author? damon4s@excite.com