I traveled home from my 3 1/2 week Euro trip yesterday. Wow. What a trip. I was all over the place. And I was a good boy too. Sure I turned on Grindr, just to have a look around, but I was staying with friends the first part of the journey, then my 74-year-old mom joined me for the last couple of weeks, and we toured. Heading out for a hookup is not something I wanted to bring up with my mom.
She knows my "secret" and she knows about Amigo. I think that's enough for now. For ever.
But Mom and I live in different cities. After leaving Venice, to our different US destinations, I had a 4 hour layover at a busy east coat airport.
I fired up grinder and changed my screen name to Airport BJ?
That did the trick and I got several hits. I could have been better prepared though. The first kid who offered to suck me off was at his gate. I, on the other hand, had exited the security perimeter once I cleared customs, and procrastinate the re-entry process.
I got my shit together, and finally made it through security only to realize the kid was at the other end of the airport. I was at terminal A and he was at terminal E. I raced down there, but by the time I got there, the free airport wi-fi had expired, Grindr had crashed, and any other number of cock blocking circumstances created a scenario that ended with, "sorry, but I'm already boarding my flight."
Not to worry though. A slightly chubbier 26 year old flight attendant met me in a "companion care" bathroom, and we locked the door. I pulled down my pants and he had me jump up on the counter and wham bam, gave a most excellent BJ. So excellent in fact that I thought I would cum after only a minuted. I'm not sure how he did it, but at least 3 times he could sense that I was on the brink, and pulled off my cock, long enough for the orgasm to retreat, and regroup, and then he orally assaulted my rock hard dick again, finally ended up in that final tensing up an sudden blissful relax maneuver that my body knows oh so well. I let out a sight, and the cock sucking flight attendant pulled off just in time to finish me by hand, as we both watched me squirt into a paper towel he was holding.

Although I prefer cumming in a hot mouth, his finish hand job technique was quite good, and I got to surf the final waves of pleasure until sensitivity overload made it too much to bear.
I had been good and faithful right up until the very very end. 1t would be only 6 hours more before I was reunited with Amigo.
Surprisingly his embrace and kisses on my neck got my dick hard again, despite being up for 24 hours, and him coming out of a sleep to greet me. He was frisky, and my cock was hard, so, what the hell. I made love to him and he loved it. I almost came again, but ...... dang if my orgasm just didn't quite make it through. Something we'll have to work on.
It's good to be homo. Opps. Freudian slip. Good to be home. Now, to unpack and start attacking the mountain of mail, and looking for a work project.
****Update: An hour after writing this, I went in to wake up the Amigo for work. I did this by giving him another nice ass fucking and this time, I DID cum. He enjoyed it too!
I hate jet lag...
ReplyDeleteIts great that you enjoyed this trip with your mom.I envy you.Great Blog!
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