Part 4
This is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Businesses, Places, Events, and incidents are the products of the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Some operating procedure in relation to aviation is a true and accurate representation of said procedure. However, the same should not be relied upon in real world events.
This work contains material of sexual nature. Readers must be of legal age according to local laws to open, read, copy or save this work. In no way does the author endorse sexual contact with minors, nor does the author intend to promote unsafe sexual acts. Please observe all local, federal and international law and practice safe sex at all times.
All rights reserved
Please donate to Nifty.org (http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html)
There was a different vibe between Liam and I as the elevator ascended to my floor. That feeling of something being left unsaid, and I couldn't help but notice Liam studying me with a strange expression on his face, something between intrigue... and... was it pity?
"Actually... you just go ahead, I'm a bit tired and I've got a big day planned tomorrow" Liam said, gently putting his hand on my upper arm, just as the elevator came to a stop, his eyes averted.
"Uhm, sure, ok" I managed to say as the elevator doors separated us from one another.
ISAAC
Panic shot through my entire body when I realized, I couldn't move. My hips, legs, ass, throat and face were aching beyond measure and then it hit me.
`Holy fucking shit dude' I thought to myself as the memories of the past couple of hours broke through my post coital, post nap daze.
I tried moving, but the bathroom robe ties were keeping me stock still in place so all I could do was wait. Wait for me to be released by the incredibly hot man that had fucked me into oblivion and back.
As I laid there I could remember when I first noticed him, back in London, staring out the window at the airplane which I had assumed was ours. The light hitting him just right, his perfectly sculpted ass threatening to split the seams of his trousers and his jacked stretched over those biceps.
And then he came up to me when we were leaving Iceland and I swear to god I almost creamed my pants there and then, when I felt the warmth of his skin as he shook my hands and I swear I could see his erect nipples pushing his shirt out from his pecks, as well as his very prominent bulge.
That was the first time I beat my junk in an airplane toilet, wishing I was shooting my load across his chest.
Fast forward a few hours and I met him again and I had to do my best to try and distract myself from him by showing the flight attendant and the pilot all the boring sights of International drive and then... oh boy did I get the golden goose.
His massive, and I mean MASSIVE, cock threatened to split my face in half, the burning pain of his leather belt hitting my ass and then the searing pain of his monster penetrating me and beating my prostate to a pulp with his unforgiving pace... holy shit.
I always thought of myself as a top myself, and being quite dominating, it never even crossed my mind to have someone fuck my hole, yet this guy comes along and I'm finding myself begging to be fucked within hours of speaking to him.
I must've dozed off again as I'm suddenly startled as I feel a gentle movement beside me and my legs are free from their imprisonment. Blood rushing through my now numb legs I stretch out and do a mental inventory of my condition, and then I see them, a pair of insanely blue eyes staring down at me, and I'm lost in them.
"Go take a shower, I'll wait for you here" Alex said with a surprisingly gentle tone and being a good boy, I comply immediately.
After washing off quickly and enjoying the hot water on my back I head back to the room where Alex is now lying on the bed, his shirt open revealing those magnificent abs and chest. He seemed to be deep in thought.
"lie down on your stomach next to me" Alex said with that gentle tone again. My mouth was so dry with anticipation that I couldn't answer him even if I wanted to, so I just crawled on top of the bed face down, waiting for another pounding.
To my surprise, it wasn't a pounding I got, but a gentle stroke. His hands traveled down my back with a definitive purpose, yet a surprising gentleness. Then I could feel the cold sensation of some sort of a cream being applied to my sore butt cheeks and the unmistakable scent of Aloe Vera.
"You might be sore for a while, but this will help" he whispered as I massaged the gel into my cheeks.
`Wow... he's actually tending to me' I thought as I turned my head to gaze at him. His crotch was almost in my face and I could see his trousers straining to hold the now throbbing meat that he's packing.
He stopped massaging me as I reached out and fumbled with the button on his trousers and unleashed the monster within. I needed in my mouth, I needed to taste him again.
As he laid down on his back again, I shuffled between his legs, staring at the 11-inch glory I was presented with. A dollop of precum forming at the head, pulsing veins darting down the shaft towards the low hanging balls.
I felt whole again as I took him between my lips. The sweet taste of the precum hitting my tongue as I let my tongue slide over his throbbing head.
My throat must've been ready as I managed to slide at least half of his cock in without so much as a gag and as I proceeded to bob my head up and down, I managed to deep throat him quite well. He didn't fuck my face this time or force my head down. He just laid there, staring at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
It wasn't long until I felt his cock throb to what felt like double the size and without warning jets and jets of Alex's seed hit the back of my throat in rapid succession, glazing my tongue in a coating of sweet man juice, trickling down my throat.
I had barely finished when he fell asleep, clearly exhausted, not that I could blame him.
`Who would've thought that five days ago I was a 17-year-old virgin, clinging the idea of being a dominant top and today I'm an 18-year-old with a gaping hole, having been dominated, brutally fucked and covered in a stranger's cum and having loved every single minute of it. I wasn't a dominant top, no I was a submissive bottom boy.
LIAM
I was sure that I saw a glint of sadness as those elevator doors put a metal barrier between us. `an emotional baggage huh, who would've thought'.
Hey Jess, can we talk?
Yeah sure boo, come up <3
She would know what to do with all this
ALEX
I must've stood there for about five minutes just looking at Isaac fast asleep, tied up and covered in fluids which were starting to dry up. He looked truly breath-taking, not only because the state he was in, but his beauty was still radiating from him. His ass looked extremely red though, poor thing.
Gently I released him from his ties, and he woke with a start.
"Go take a shower, I'll wait for you here" I said as the boy stretched gingerly in front of me.
As he jumped up and head to the bathroom I crawled into bed, exhausted, my mind still on Liam and that look he had given me.
He seems like a great guy' I thought but this always happens. I fuck a guy and they start to have feelings for me, and I'll end up breaking them' this was completely true. I couldn't keep count on how many guys I had picked up at bars, on grindr or wherever and they would end up confessing their undying love for me within days, and once, within hours and this usually freaked me out and ended in me pushing them away without giving anyone a chance.
Maybe I chose a career which allowed some sort of a rootless existence for me to use that as a defense?
I heard the bathroom door open and there Isaac emerged. His body glistening with droplets of water, his long hair swept back, clinging to him and I couldn't help but to admire this young boy's looks. Everything from the eagle on his chest to the ridged abs and well-formed chest.
"Lie down on your stomach here next to me" I said to him, watching him approach tentatively and admiring the grace that radiated from him.
As he laid down, I let my hands wander down his body, exploring his well formed back which were free from blemishes, noting again the angry red glow on his butt and reaching for the Aloe Vera which I brought with me for the inevitable sunburn.
His ass was extremely firm under my touch and I was surprised that he didn't winch as I massaged him gently. I could feel his hand on my trousers and noticed that my cock was painfully hard. I hadn't even noticed as I was so mesmerized by the boy under me.
As his lips engulfed my cock I was in bliss and I could only stare as the young boy expertly took down most of my cock. I felt it slide down his throat and back up again, the gentle massage of his throat muscles bringing me fast towards the end. Too soon I was pumping my load down his throat, watching him swallow every drop.
I woke up as the sun shone bright on my face. Blinking rapidly, trying to focus on my surroundings I noticed I was alone, and a note was there next to me.
Alex,
Thanks a lot for yesterday.
I had to go and meet gramps but would love to see you again when you're in town. Get my number from Liam.
Isaac
P.s I ordered you room service... On your tab
There was a knock on the door with the customary "room service". He must have only left a few minutes ago.
I rushed to the door and was greeted by a young girl who giggled at my state of undress as I hadn't realized that my trousers and shirt were still open.
"Oh, so sorry miss" I said as I grabbed the tray and closed the door hearing her giggles fade out.
My mind was racing as I enjoyed my breakfast, flashing from Isaac to Liam, back to Isaac, back to Liam, to work. `I need to go and work out this steam'.
As I entered the hotel gym I was pleased to find it empty so I took my place at one of the treadmills, set the speed and I was off.
`Isaac, Liam, Isaac, Liam, Isaac, Liam, Work, Liam, Isaac, Mum, Isaac, Liam'
I came to stop after a forty-minute sprint, panting, sweat dripping down my body.
`This isn't working' I thought as I headed over to the weights and started to pump up my muscles for another hour.
`Isaac, Liam, Isaac, Liam, Isaac, Liam'
"FUCK SAKE, GET A GRIP MAN!" I growled at myself slamming the weights down like a complete douche and grabbing my towel.
Another twenty minutes later I found myself heading to the Sauna in nothing but my towel hoping that the stream would kick me back to my old self, where I wouldn't be obsessing over some boys.
As I entered, I noticed that I wasn't alone, but was greeted by a Latino guy around my age. He of course stared at me as was the custom it seemed, and I only noted him briefly. He wasn't ripped or well-formed but he wasn't fat either, just a regular guy who maybe got to the gym once a week.
I sunk back to my thoughts. What's gone over me. Yes the night with Isaac was amazing and he was a beauty, but lived in the states and I in England. We might see each other every other month if that so it's not worth pursuing anything even if I wanted to. Liam was as well based in England though, charming, beautiful, tight, wild in the sack, adventurous... but then again, both always in the air so... not worth pursuing...
There was only one thing left to get my mind reset.
"Are you gay?" I asked the Latino who was still staring at me on and off
"Uhh, no" He said flustered
"Do you want to be for the next 20 min" I said again, piercing him with my stare, releasing the towel and displaying my cock to him.
He sat there frozen as I stood up and positioned myself in front of him
"Stand up, bend over that bench and place your hands firmly down" I said, and miraculously he followed my wishes and stood up and got into position. That wasn't so hard...
He was wearing a swimsuit that I yanked down to his ankles and then I spread his legs as far as the suit allowed. I noticed that his balls were hanging low, but his cock was completely soft.
I ran my finger across his exposed hole, and I felt him shudder and recoil slightly.
"Don't move" I said as I spat down on his hole rubbing my spit over it and pressing my finger into the opening.
Another spit and the third on my cock and the missile was aligned with his super tight hole.
I applied pressure and felt him buckle from it.
"I said don't fucking move" I said as I grabbed his hips and pulled him into place, and with that swift motion my cock head slipped inside.
"NOOO, OUCH, IT HURT, IT HURT, ME NO GAY, IT HURT, TAKE OUT"
I stood still and felt his sphincter pulse around my head
"Shut up" I said to him as I held him into place.
Finally, he stopped squirming,
"Are you finished whining, and will you let me get on with popping your cherry" I said sarcastically.
30, 40, 50, 60, 70 seconds I stood there with my cock head barely inside him. And then it came, a nod with a slight whimper. `another one defeated' I thought as I rammed my cock balls deep into the unsuspecting Latino.
He gasped and let out a loud shriek of pain as I thrust deeper and deeper into him. Grabbing him by the hips and drilling down with thunderous force.
He held his own magnificently for a straight-boy-turned-pussy-for-use as he didn't buckle from the pressure. His cock still soft but the moans of pain replaced my pleasure as I drove my cock home, pulverizing his prostate with every thrust.
Then the moment arrived, my mind was free from the other boys, free from the troubling thoughts.
I heard him whimper again as my cock throbbed as my orgasm came closer and before he could protest, I was unloading my seed into this new fuckboy, filling him up with Alpha seed, finishing off with a couple of short thrusts so there would be no mistaking what had happened. He was now loaded with seed from another man and would never think about sex the same again. He would find himself on grindr in a couple of weeks, seeking to relive the thrill he had just experienced, confused as to what has become of his valued straight ideals and then eventually submit to his deepest desires.
"Don't move until I say so" I said as I pulled out with an audible pop watching a stream of cum leak out of his hole.
As I bent down to pick up my towel, I felt a gust of cold air as the door opened. I looked up quickly and saw Liam standing frozen in the door, his eyes darting from me, my dripping cock, and the gaping cum filled hole.
His eyes said it all. He was hurt.
"Liam..." I said,
But he was gone in a flash.
End of Part 4
Thank you all for your comments which are very welcome via email pilotchron@gmail.com