A Beautiful Day to Fly By Tony Schmitt
"Want to come along with me?" asked Clay. Clay's beautiful frame shown brightly in the light coming through the window.
Troy looked back at him with a twinkle in his eye. He had been in love with Clay for at least six months, and this was the first week he had spent with him. "I'd love to," he whispered in reply.
Clay was a pilot in training, and that is where today's excursion takes them. He is now only months from becoming a licensed pilot. This is the first time Troy has ever been in the cockpit of a plane, let alone with Clay.
"You're going to need to sit behind me," said Clay as they entered the plane. "I'm not sure I can trust your hands up front with me."
It was a valid point. Ever since the week started Troy had been having trouble keeping his hands off of Clay. How could he help it? Clay was everything Troy always wanted. His five-foot ten frame showed off a perfect set of abs, the legs of a runner, short and sexy brown hair, and eyes of brown that Troy constantly gets lost in. If he had to draw up a model of his ideal man, Clay would be it. "If you insist," sighed Troy, as he sat down directly behind Clay.
Indeed it was a perfect day to fly. The sky was clear blue, with only one or two small puffy white clouds, and barely a touch of breeze. As the plane lifted Troy felt that familiar semi-orgasmic feeling when taking off. The excitement welled within him as Clay took banks and turns around the metro area.
After about a half hour of flying, the two lovers headed back to the airport. Troy couldn't help but glance at Clay's neck. Troy always found that to be one of the erotic spots on a man. As the plane landed he could no longer contain himself. He undid his seatbelt, and wrapped his arms around his love.
"What are you..." Clay started, then stopped as Troy began to kiss Clay's neck. Maybe it was the gorgeous sky, maybe it was pride he felt for Clay's flying ability, or maybe it was just the fact that Clay was the hottest man in the world, but Troy could no longer resist the feeling. He kissed the left side of Clay's neck passionately while rubbing his hands down Clay's chest. Clay's initial protest had been muted, replaced with pleasured sighs. "Oh Troy, don't stop," he sighed as Troy's kisses aroused him more and more.
Sensing Clay's arousal, Troy kissed the other side of Clay's neck. He moved his hands down Clay's rock hard abs, and slowly slipped them into his pants. Clay's member grew instantly hard as Troy's soft hands reached for it and began stroking it gently. Clay turned his head and looked into Troy's deep blue eyes, then they began kissing passionately. Troy then removed one hand from Clay's pants, and unbuckled his seat belt.
The two men continued kissing until Clay whispered, "I want you inside me." Troy looked into Clay's eyes and then moved his hands to take of Clay's shirt. In no time the two lovers were naked and in the back seat of the plane. Troy sat in his seat, his phallus waiting to feel the warmth of Clay. Clay eased himself onto Troy, and slowly Troy penetrated Clay. Both let out a deep, heavy sigh. Waves of pleasure went through both as they made love together in the back of the aircraft, until they both exploded with earth shattering orgasms. Breathing heavily, they held each other until they fell fast asleep.
Upon awaking, the two kissed, put their clothes on, and walked back to Clay's apartment. Yes, indeed, it was a beautiful day to fly.