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Gilbert traveled the world and got paid to do it as an airline co-pilot. Everywhere he went, he found someone to show him around the city and around their bedrooms. He'd dipped his wick into every port he'd ever visited. His motto was A flyer in every port; a port in every flyer. He was having the time of his life, but planned on settling down in ten years when he turned forty, but, life is what happens when the plan doesn't work. Gil's plan quit working in Barcelona when he strode across the beach and met Miguel. Miguel also had a plan: to fuck every tourist that overcrowded his beautiful city. Like many in Barcelona, he discouraged tourists in spite of the fact that his business thrived on their dollars and Euros. HIs motto was: Thanks for your money; now go home. Gilbert visited Barcelona often and picked up on its anti-tourist attitude. He found himself seldom scoring with a lusty Spaniard, forcing him to use the bathhouses more and more. He particularly liked Sauna Gay Thermas where he found the crowd much more exciting and young. Nevertheless, Gil preferred to cruise until he found just the right guy. After almost two hours on the beach, Gilbert gathered his towel and reconciled himself to visit the bathhouse. Miguel had been watchin Gilbert for a long time, working on getting the courage to approach him. Knowing that he had lost his chance when Gilbert gathered up his towel, Miguel emboldened himself to approach the thirty-two-year-old stud. In a matter of minutes, the two were in Miguel's bed where the two horny men spent four hours and enjoyed two orgasms each. In past hookups, Gil never asked for contact information, but his time with Miguel changed that. He was tired of the Barcelona attitudes and of the bathhouse. Miguel, at least, seemed like a sure thing. Gil's next flights took him to Madrid and then to London, but he called Miguel at every stop.Why am I doing this? he wondered. Miguel is just a safe hookup,. I don't need to be calling him all the time. It took only two more visits to Barcelona before both men realized they were in love. Migule moved to America on a long-term visa and began applying for citizenship. The two lovers found a love nest in Los Angeles and settled down to the life of happily-coupled men. But things have ways of changing. Gilbert's long absences from home left Miguel hungry for more. It seemed that every time Gil got home, they only had time for a quickie before Gil had to catch another flight. Quickies lacked variety and both men were soon bored. "How do you and Andrew cope with being away from each other so much?" Gil asked another flight attendant during a flight to Hawaii. "This COVID thing has left the airplanes short-handed; normally I work in reservations. Andrew and I faced the same problem you're having, and it was easy to get reassigned." "That's all there was to it? I'm going to ask to be reassigned, too. I don't want to lose Miguel," Gil replied, a big smile on his face. "No, it's not that simple. You and Miguel have been together seven years and are now used to the kind of sex being away so often forces you to have. You have to try new things, go new places, move if you have to, invite others to join you, just do anything and everything to capture what you lost." When Gilbert returned home, he and Miguel were more than ready to talk about what they could do to improve their sexlife. Miguel promised to think about the kinds of things that might work and hoped Gil did the same. "We're not going to be able to do much until theis pandemic is over because the airline's short-handed as it is, but we'll get right on it as soon as I can get reassigned to a land assignment." "We don't have to wait," Miguel replied. "I can go with you on your next flight which will automatically make one change and I'm sure it will lead to many more." "But, what about your job here? How can you get away from work?" "I can't go to work, anyway, thanks to COVID. This is a perfect opportunity to get something started." The two lovers were on the next flight to Montreal, occasionally stealing kisses when no one was looking. Once they checked into the hotel, the two lovers dropped their bags and headed straight to the bed. Miguel worked hard to curb Gil's anxious desires, but finally gave in after about twenty minutes of foreplay. For this time, at least, the magic worked. Their second go around was less satisfying, but still beat their normal lives. For several of the next flights, the two were satisfied with the changes of venue to keep them happy, but it didn't take long before these changes were not enough. Once again, something had to change. Miguel added watching porn to their activities, but it did nothing to change things; both men had seen enough porn to last a lifetime. But it was while watching one particular porn movie that Miguel got the inspiration to make a very important change in their sex lives. Miguel noticed that Gilbert got particularly aroused whenever the porno seemed to be about voyeurism. Streams of semen flowed freely down Gil's cock when the voyeur started jerking off to what he saw. The men traveled to two more cities before Miguel was able to try his new plan. The airline always chose the same hotels for flight staff to stay in during lay-overs. When the men were in one of those hotels that offered just the right conditions, Miguel began their love-making by opening the curtains. Across the way in a tall office building, the day just began for the people inside. It was difficult not to notice what was going on in both buildings every time someone glanced in the right direction. This pleased Miguel. He wrestled Gilbert to the carpet as they 69ed each other, turning over and over until they were against the window. "Hey, we can't do this here with those curtains open. People will see us," Gilbert protested. "Just what I was hoping for," Miguel replied, a knowing smirk on his face. "Nothing can spice up our lovemaking more than knowing we're being watched." "We could get arrested for this. We must stop at once!" "We can't get arrested and we can't even get caught. Trust me, I've done my research." "First of all, it's legal if we don't do anything to call their attention to us. Secondly, the men, at least, are going to be turned on by it. They're tired of their wives and too scared to fcuck another man." "You're probably right about that," Gilbert offered. "And, finally, by the time the people can figure out what floor and room we're in, we'll be finished." With that, Miguel slid his finger into Gil's ass and began to search for his prostate. Gil surrendered immediately all the while keeping one eye open to see if anyone was watching. They were; not all of them, of course, but a couple of men openly watched while trying to conceal the tents that developed in their pants. Glad of the audience and the success of his plan, Miguel pushed Gilbert off and stood up for Gil to blow. Across the way, more men gathered to enjoy the unexpected erotic show being performed in the hotel across the way. Many of the men walked away when Miguel finally changed positions and entered Gilbert's ass. Miguel smiled in satisfaction, thinking most of the missing onlookers probably went to the rest rooms to jerk off. The fun ended before the lovers were finished. Some no-good do-gooder forced the men away from the windows and back to their work. It didn't take more than one more minute before Miguel shot deeply into Gilbert's hungry ass. Just before the men left for the next flight, Gilbert told Miguel, "That was so hot, I want to do it every time we get to a new hotel." "me, too," Miguel replied, " but the conditions have to be right. Not everywhere we stay had a building next to it where people can watch." "That may be true, but we just have to do it every time we can." the sated younger lover replied. The two traveled to two more destinations before finding the one where conditions were just right. That time, Gilbert opened the drapes before he even put down his suitcases. The offices across the way had a wonderful view and he couldn't wait to give the workers the view of a lifetime. In the blink of an eye, Miguel joined Gilbert, dropped his pants, and began to jerk off. Gilbert quickly followed suit just as a couple of guys in the next building noticed what was going on. One turned away but the other made no bones about watching the show. When Miguel's jizz hit the window and began to slide down, he quickly moved to let Gilbert come in his mouth. Across the way, the onlooker rubbed his pants in appreciation before disappearing to go stroke off in the toilets. Miguel knew that the guy would tell all his buddies about what he had seen and he looked forward to the next performance. This layover would keep the Miguel and Gilbert in the same hotel for a couple of days until the airline could find a pilot to replace the one who had COVID. The exhibitionist men could barely contain their excitement for the next morning's show. When the time finally did arrive, they guys were disappointed to see that no one was in the office across the way. "Is this some kind of holiday?" Gilbert asked, not expecting any answer. "Fuck!" Replied Miguel. "What a bummer. Just when I was beginning to have fun doing this!" The two of them ordered room service; at least they could startle the waiter by being hard and dripping when the food arrived. Once breakfast was over, Gil noticed that the offices across the way had begun to fill. "Maybe they were having a meeting or a party or something, but they're all back there now. It's showtime!" Not only were the offices full, but some of the men had pulled up chairs to get better views. There was not one woman to be seen, but who cared? Gilbert had carefully choreographed the performance. The men began by slowly kissing and making out. They made sure the audience could see the open mouthed kisses as they caressed each other's bodies. Gil pulled away and tugged off his shirt revealing the most beautiful body most men had ever seen. Miguel immediately began licking and tugging on his nipples, reaching into his own pants to adjust his boner. It was too bad the guys watching couldn't hear the step by step dialog the two lovers accompanied themselves with. Miguel prolonged the tit torture but slowly sttod to pull off his own muscle shirt and offer his tits to Gil. The two of them sank to their knees, sucking nipples all the while. At last, Gil began running his hands over Miguel's shorts. The men across the way tried to be subtle as they caressed their own hidden cocks. Just when Gil was sure that the viewers could wait no longer, he broke away from his deep kiss and pushed Miguel's shorts to the floor. MIguel's cock sprang up and gave a little bounce. Gilbert didn't bother to feel Miguel's cock before he lowered his mouth all the down his lover's shaft. He slowly bobbed his head up and down the entire length of the cock he had made love to so many times. Both men stood to remove the rest of their clothing before slowly
slipping down into a hungry 69. Miguel knew how much Gilbert loved having his balls licked and his cock stroked at the same time. Gilbert knew just exactly how hard Miguel liked his shaft sucked and did so perfectly. Onlookers continued to not-so-subtly rub their own cocks with many of them showing wet spots through their work pants. Miguel made sure that he and GHilbert moved into every position possible to give the onlookers the most possible viewing positions. Once this had been done, he pushed his finger into Gilbert's ass, moved it around a little and added his other fingers one at a time. The wet trousers across the way got a lot wetter. HGil and Miguel had made love enough to know when it was the time when the other one would spray cum all over. He slowed his movements, slowly removing his fingers from Gil's asshole, and repositioning himself to fuck his boyfriend.He didn't waant to do the same position the two had used mosr recently, so he pulled the chair over and sat on it, stroking his meat all the while. Gilbert stood and turned around to sit on the waiting shaft. Miguel pushed him away a little and whispered that he wanted Gil to sit down as slowly as possible in order to drive the audience mad. Gil obeyed, even pulling away a couple of times to prolong the show. At last, Gilbert stood up and dropped to his knees. Miguel followed, thrusting his cock mercilessly into his lover's ass. Miguel alternated between slow, gentle movements and quick, angry thrusts.Gilbert cried out in pain, the pain all men love to have. GIl finally collapsed fully onto the floor as Miguel administered the final moves. Once Miguel had juzzed, he paused before slowly withdrawing his cock to pull with it some of the white juice he had just shot. He rolled onto his side in time to see the men across the way abandon their seats, probably heading for the lavatory. Both men had ignored the ringing of their cell phones, knowing that the airline desperately needed them to come to work. They decided to utilize the pool, jacuzzi, and fitness center before answering the phones. They knew they would be back at this hotel since the airline had a long-term contract. They also knew they would have an appreciative audience in the building across the street. As expected, the airline did want them to fill in for COVID suffering colleagues, but they were disa[ppointed that they were asked to work on different airplanes. Gil headed to Helsinki while Miguel 's office begged him to take on a special project in Brazil. Instinctively, they realized it would be weeks before they saw each other again. Almost two months later, Gilbert's flight took him to Rio where he met a very tired but very horny MIguel. Miguel had billeted in a building close to another tall one and they expected to resume their exhibitionism after Gil caught up on his jet lag and Miguel recovered from overwork. It took two days before the two men were rested enough to perform again. During their recovery, they had discussed new ideas for their performance. Not only would they do as they had always done, but they purchased sex toys to use in their show. Neither had used such things before, so the performance would be genuinely new and unique. Showtime finally came at around two in the afternoon, after the usual siesta taken by worked in Brazil. Few of the workers across the way were women. The men there seemed disinterested in their work, often going away from their desks for one flimsy reason or another. Gil and Miguel began anyway. The lovers decided to begin exactly as they had the first time they'd done this: masturbating to near climax, resting a while, then stripping and beginning to make love to each other. Gilbert knelt before Miguel and took his familiar cock slowly into his mouth, savoring the semen built up from the previous stroking the two had done. Miguel pulled Gil up and lowered himself onto the dick of his lover. He bobbed his head only a few times before Gil pulled away and pushed Miguel into a missionary position, pulling Miguel's legs up to allow him entry into the waiting love tunnel. After only a few thrusts, Miguel pushed Gilbert away and rolled over to grab the enormous black dildo the two had purchased off the nightstand. The dildo was far too thick to slide easily into Gil's ass, so Miguel applied a liberal layer of lube to both the sex toy and his lover's asshole. The men across the way had long since stopped their pretense of working and had pulled their chair up to watch the show. Even both of the two female workers positioned themselves to see what was going on. It proved impossible to slide the entire length of the dildo into Gilbert's ass, but he had acted appropriately and authentically to the black plastic as it slowly entered his ass. Gilbert's balls were ready to give up their load several times before Miguel relented and moved into position to swallow Gil's enormous load, the dildo remaining in Gilbert;s ass the whole time. When the show had ended, the men simply collapsed onto the floor, oblivious to their audience, entirely surrendered to their passions. Miguel needed to stay in Brazil for two more months before going to meet Gil in the hotel where they had first performed. Before going to the hotel, Gil had to wait for Miguel's plane to arrive. Once it had, the two headed for a new adventure at their hotel. Such was not to be, however, because when they arrived they were informed by management that they were no longer welcome in that hotel. Disappointed, the two decided to return home, satisfied that they'd breathed new life into their flagging relationship and ready to try new adventures in other ways and places. Not surprisingly, the black dildo came with them
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