I made my way to the airport for my flight back to San Francisco. Amber and I got into an argument and we ended things, it was heading this way for a while now. We barely had time for each other, we had to put so much time and focus on our college work, we started to fade off from each other slowly. It was hard for both of us to come to terms with what had happened after our big fight, we agreed that the best thing to do would be to take a break and see what happens from there. I thought that we would celebrate again like we always have that day, but it wasn't any regular day at all. With all her weird and wonderful quirks, I loved her like I've never loved anyone before. The feeling was mutual, we did things for each other that we knew we would not do for other. I always would douche myself (clean my anus for her) for her so she could be pleased, because that was one of her fetishes. I had arrived at the airport and made my way into the check-in area. Sitting waiting for my flight and remembering Amber. I sent her a text saying, "I hope we can talk soon again. I know this will be hard for both of us, but I really do hope we can talk soon again. I love you."
- - A few moments later - -
The PA system went off as the flight attendant started asking everyone in the first class to line up. only four people stood up and proceeded to board the plane. There was a couple amongst them, an older woman most likely in her 80s, and a man who looked to be in his late 30s to mid-40s. Then a few moments later the call was made for economy class passengers to start lining up and boarding the plane. There were only 10 of us, it was quite odd to see barely any people boarding a flight from Boston to San Francisco. The captain spoke, flight attendant highlighted safety precautions and we were up in the air an hour later. It was just then that a flight attendant came to me with a note and said that I had been invited by a gentleman from first class to join him. I was surprised and taken aback a little, I smiled to the flight attendant and she was on her way. I proceeded to read the note and it said, "come to daddy." My first thought was that it must have been from the 35 or 40-year-old guy I saw before and the flight attendant may have mistakenly given it to me instead of possibly three other beautiful and quite hot females. I realized that I felt a tiny bit turned on by the tone of the note, It was demanding and commanding, It sparked something and I was left minimally aroused. I called the flight attendant without showing her the note and asked if she was sure he meant me, and she reaffirmed that yes it was. I was confused yet slightly aroused at the same time, I mean I've gotten hit on by guys before because of my physique and my looks, but never this aggressively. Amber and I would usually laugh about such things, and she'd joke that I may be gay or bi because I'm handsome and hot.
2 hours had passed out of the 6-hour flight, and I had not gone over to first class. I had been hit on by guys, but I've never thought about being with a guy, The more I sat there with my drink the more I thought about going over and confronting him, but at the same time I was getting more and more curious as to why he'd say "come to daddy," The more I read the note the harder my cock got, by the 100th time I repeated the note to my self, I was rock hard. 6 inches out and thick. There was no concealing that from my pants. The flight attendant came back and asked if I wanted more alcohol and I said yes. It may have been my 7th drink of the night, I kept thinking about Amber and then the thought of going to him and seeing what would happen would ich in my brain. The more I thought about him the more I started to fantasize about what we would do. I came to the realization that I was now craving him. Him. A man. And not just any man, a man who could be the same age as my father. I was left confused and baffled, because I still loved Amber, but also started to feel something for a man I had not even met. I had to see It through.
I stood up and rushed over to first class, I found his seat, it was in the end of first class. So it was the first thing that I saw. Everyone else was in the front and the flight attendants were all the way in the front for some reason and not the middles section of the plane. I guess he bought two seats or maybe four. His seat had a door, I opened it and found him laying down on a Double bed reading a newspaper with his glasses on and the airliners complimentary pajamas. I looked at him and through the note. "What--" Before I could put in a single word he said, "Finally you're here, what took you so long? I thought you'd never come. come sit" He moves to the left side and asks me to lay with him. I'm intrigued and by this point wanting to see where this would go. I lay down and turn myself towards him, he lays his hands on my face. "we are strangers, but love knows no bounds, we can be anything tonight. You and I, we can be lovers, we can be friends, or we can be complete strangers," he whispered into my ears as he slowly brought his hands down towards my neck, and proceeded to lightly choke me. I felt his strong hands, instead of trying to push him off I was getting more aroused and hard. He squeezed tighter as I started to get even harder than I already was. He then slowly decreased the pressure. I liked it, I don't know why, but I did. His hands wandered further down, he removed the blanket and got up halfway, he rests his head on the backboard and took my hand and put it on his cock. It was at this point where I felt powerless, and I liked it, I realized that all my life I didn't have someone telling me what to do, someone guiding me, it was a glimpse of order into a world of chaos. I got up and sat up, I removed my shirt and my pants. That's when he started rubbing himself, he was touching his cock and going back and forth stroking it through his pajamas. I was in my tight CK's. My ass popped out like a hot girl wearing a tight spandex. He smiled and grinned as he pushed himself closer to me. Grabbed me by my waist and said, "Stand up," He put his head on my ass as he slowly took off my underwear. He grabbed both of my butt cheeks and squeezed them as hard as he could. He kept on squeezing them, and he kept on getting harder and harder. That's when to his surprise and my own surprise as well I blurted out, "Daddy, let me serve you," He looked at me straight and I at him. Our eyes locked in, he put his hands behind my head as he pulled me in and started to kiss me, I started to kiss him back passionately as he kept on bringing his tongue out more and more. His arms now tight around my body as we continue making out in a steamy and passionate manner.
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