Gay Erotic Stories

On my flight from Manila to San Francisco I sat beside this hot Caucasian guy whom I guess was a tourist who was about to go home because of his tanned skin. Anyways we sat at the right side of the economy class of the plane, near the lavatories. After we took off we were served some drinks and after a little while the lights were turned off to let people rest.

He put his headphones on and slept; I however instantly lusted for him. He was so hot and since this is my second time to go to America since I was like 3 years old, seeing a hot white guy in person really gave me a hard on. I kept on looking at his basket, wanting to touch it. Later on in the flight as he slept I did so, making sure that he was truly asleep.

It was soft, but long. I also kissed his lips carefully, making sure that he's still asleep. Hours before our arrival, the lights were on and we were served some food. Then he asked me if I want his muffin, since he never eats muffins. I said sure and from there, we started talking to one another. He said his name was Jason, he's 23 yrs old and that he's from Hayward.

I was disappointed to know that he would not be able to come with me to Chicago although it was okay. Later on in the flight the old lady beside him left to go to the lavatories which gave me an idea. I instantly swallowed up my pride and touched his basket, admittedly saying that I’m bisexual and that I like him. He looked shocked and was speechless. But then he looked around to check if no one was looking and kissed me on my cheek saying that he works as a part time stripper in San Francisco. He gave me his card and told me to call him once we get to San Francisco. I told him that I have to fly the next day to Chicago, but he said that I could stay with him instead.

I was excited with the idea and so we waited. When our plane arrived in San Francisco at around 6 or 7 in the afternoon we were together in the airport and we went together to his small apartment in Hayward. He lived alone, and his place was messy. He told me to go upstairs and turn the lights off and strip off. I did what he told me.

A few moments later he came upstairs still wearing his black tee and khaki pants. He later put a tape on the player and played a slow jazz music. He then macho danced and touched his body, instantly giving me a hardon. He then removed his shoes and socks, throwing the socks to me, which I smelled. He then macho danced again and removed his tee, exposing his huge pecs and six pack abs. He then made small circles on his nipples and licked his lips. Then he removed his pants, unveiling a black thong. His ass was round and looked so delicious.

He then went near me and let me lie down on the bed. Then he sucked my nipples, licked my body downwards and sucked my dick. He sucked it real hard, going up and down. I massaged his blonde hair as he did so. Later on I released my load in his mouth, of which he spat some. Then I lay him on the bed on his back and removed his undies, revealing a very hard 8 inch (well, that's what I think, but it could have been a 9 or 9 and a half though) which I sucked hard and fast.

As I did so I caressed his nipples and balls. Later on he released his load on my mouth, of which I drank some, and I spat some. Then he lay me on my front and split my butt. He then licked my asshole, which felt so good. I could feel his wet and warm tongue going inside me. Then I also did the same to him, though his shit was disgusting. Then I asked him if I could fuck him, and he agreed. And so I fucked him and I fucked him fast and hard. As I fucked him I licked his neck. Later on I released my load in his asshole. It was a very erotic night!

The next morning he brought me to the Oakland International airport where I was to catch my flight to Chicago. Before I disembarked his car he kissed me passionately. After that we never saw each other ever again.

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