1. Randy was a KLM Airline Pilot


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: True Story, Anal, Coercion, Gay, Hardcore, Reluctance, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    and well-built. He was wearing a leather bomber-jacket and jeans and at this moment there was a space beside him. My heart pounding, I moved across and stood next to him. Once beside him, I realised I couldn’t see him without being obvious. Then I thought, “He already knows you are interested, so why be shy now?”, so I turned to look at him. Reflected in the light from the movie-screen, his profile was even nicer than I expected; his nose was slightly rounded and his face was kind and well-groomed. Even with what I could now see was dark stubble, his hair was neat and his sideburns were sharply trimmed. He smelled quite nice too; he was wearing after-shave. So was I. He was quite a bit taller than me and I suddenly started to have second-thoughts, “He’s rejected at least two other guys; why would you be any different?” My heart was in my stomach now and I felt a bit queasy. I put my arm behind him and gently placed a hand on the cheek of his bum. He didn’t move. I felt his buttocks through his jeans. He had a nice full bum and his jeans fitted snugly around it. My hand explored into his cleavage. My heart was going like the clappers and felt like it was about to jump out of my throat! I decided to go for broke. I turned sideways-on to him and put my other hand on his crotch – and got quite a shock; he had the most enormous erection right across his thigh, pointing in my direction! It felt really thick and long and it didn’t leave any room in the front of his jeans; he was a ...
    big guy; in every respect, it seemed – a lot bigger than me, just a 10 stone weakling! At this point, he responded by gently but firmly putting his arm around me and pulling me to him, so that he could look me in the face. In the darkness, he smiled and brought his other hand up to the back of my head, first stroking my hair. Then he just pulled me tightly against him in a hug, as he brought his face down to mine. Our mouths touched – gently at first. He was seeing if I would respond. His stubble tickled slightly but his lips were moist and tasted of mint. I was so taken-aback by his positive response; I never expected him to be so passionate. Our mouths locked and our tongues entwined in a deep, long kiss of such warmth that I melted into his arms. My one arm I wrapped around his middle as I felt the heat of his body through his shirt. Here there were no folds of fat or flabby flesh, just the promise of a hard, muscled body underneath. The hard bulge of his erection pressed into my abdomen and my engorged crotch pressed against his thigh as he held me tightly against him. He smelled gorgeous and I now buried my face against his chest. I just wanted him to enfold me in his lovely strong arms and carry me away to ecstasy. I was so aroused by this time that my own pre-cum was already soaking my underpants with all this excitement. “Have you got anywhere to go?” I whispered into his ear a few moments later. There was a pause and then, “Sorry – no,” he answered, with a note of ...
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