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A Month Abroad
The engine of the bus shuttered as I stood out side waiting to board. My mother ran her fingers through my at that time short dark brown hair. She kissed me on the cheek and told me I'd have a great time but that I can't forget to call. Mike one of our guides cupped his hands into a makeshift megaphone and yelled ALL ABOARD! I waved goodbye to my family and climbed on the bus with 39 other kids on our way to the airport. My name is Matt and I'm a member of a group called the Culture to Culture Student Ambassador Program. It's an organization that takes teens from America and brings them to other countries so they can "bridge cultural and political borders through education and exchange, making the world a better place for future generations." To me it was just an amazing vacation without my parents, always a plus for a 15 year old kid.
We pulled into the Newark airport after our 45 minute drive and grabbed our bags. Standing on line to check my baggage I couldn't help staring at the boy in front of me. His name was Harry something or other, he had an average build medium length shaggy brown hair and a smile that makes you smile in return. He was pretty cute, but definitely straight. I was interrupted from my thoughts when the teller called me up. My bag weighed too much so I had to pay an extra fee, but hey a boy needs to look good.
Harry's reaction when the female inspector patted him down confirmed that he was straight. He got really nervous and as he walked away I saw a considerable tent in his pants. I was considerably disappointed. The counselors shuffled the group around until we reached our gate, Flight 211 to Georgia, and no Georgia wasn't our big destination. We had two connection flights one in Georgia and one at LAX. From LAX we would get on the plane and set off for our first of three destinations, Fiji. As we waited to board the plane I decided to get to know some of the other kids I was taking this trip with.
I shuffled from group to group checking out what everyone was doing. I made small talk with everyone, met a few nice people but none of them really interested me. I walked away from a group of guys watching YouTube on an iPhone and I saw this guy around my age playing cards by himself. I decided to see if he played poker, poker is my game.
"Hey I'm Matt, whatcha playing?" I said
He looked up and laughed and said "solitaire, what else?"
I laughed and said "good point."
I asked him what is name was and if he played poker. He said his name was also Matt and than he smiled and said "pull up a chair". As we were playing I had this feeling more and more that I knew him somehow. His face was really familiar. I asked a lot of questions to try to figure out where I know him from but I couldn't figure it out. He was gorgeous and had a killer body from what I could see but there was nothing about him that would stand out from any other beautiful Abercrombie kid at the mall, I figured that's where I knew him, saw him at the mall or something. He had short curly brown hair, olive colored skin, and bright white teeth that made for a great smile. He was exactly my type.
Surprisingly he whooped my ass in poker. He won 45 dollars, but I was glad to have been beat by such a worthy opponent. As we talked he told me that he didn't know anyone here and I looked at him and said
"I know man I'm in the same boat as you, all these kids know at least one or two people here and I don't know anyone... until now." I smiled and he smiled back. God I loved that smile.
Our flight was called and we all boarded the plane. I was ecstatic to find out that they the assigned me and Matt to sit next to each other. We sat in our seats and I started to talk like before but all of a sudden he got this strange look across his face. I figured he was sick of me or something. I asked him what was wrong and he told me he had a small fear of flying.
"It'll be fine man, don't worry about it." I said trying to console him "We have in total eight flights this month I guarantee by the end of this trip you'll be over your fear of flying." He nodded agreeing with me but I knew he was still afraid. The plane took off and his fear was written all over his face. I grabbed his hand and held it and he looked at me and I could tell it helped some. The plane leveled off and he let out a breath. I let go of his hand and he blushed.
"Its cool dude, I know what its like to be freaked out like that, it always helps to have some friendly support to help you get through." I said. He thanked me and quickly changed the subject.
"So you got a girlfriend?" he asked.
"Nah, girls are too much work, all the `I need this and I need that', too much work. I've got my own needs, if you know what I mean." I said with a devilish smirk on my face. He laughed and nodded in agreement.
"I know exactly what you mean man. Women are such a hassle."
At this point I couldn't tell if he was gay straight or bi. There was nothing about him that screamed homo but there was still something about him that made me curious. Maybe it was just wishful thinking but I wasn't so sure about him.
We talked on through out the entire Georgia flight and had a repeat as we landed of him being a nervous wreck. I didn't mind though, I got to hold his hand. There was a 3 hour layover before we could get on your flight to LAX. Matt and I bought some bullshit souvenirs from the Georgia airport and decided to just walk around. We ended up on the complete opposite side of the airport and we realized our plane was leaving in 15 minutes. We rushed back to our gate and one of our counselors Karen gave us a disapproving look for wondering off so far.
We took our seats and this time when the plane took off he grabbed my hand, which I thought was a good sign that he was becoming more comfortable with me. I turned to him and said" this is going to be a six our flight so if you want to take a nap be my guest." He said he was fine for now but he quickly changed his mind and fell asleep on my shoulder. I loved the smell of his hair. I laughed because we used the same shampoo, I'd know that smell anywhere, Paul Mitchell lemon sage shampoo. Yum.
I have this weird issue where I can't fall asleep in public areas. I've never fallen asleep at school, on a bus or on a plane. I blame it on my height as I'm 6"5' and I say everything's to small for me to get comfortable but I know its just because I get really nervous about my appearance and I'm worried I'd look stupid when I sleep. I happily listened to my iPod for the first 4 or so hours of the flight, until Matt woke up. He asked me what I was listening to and I told him that it was this guy named Horace silver but that he'd probably never heard of him before. He looked at me with a stunned reaction.
"Are you kidding me I LOVE jazz! I've never met a kid our age who likes jazz, this is so cool." We chatted furiously about our musical tastes for the remainder of the flight. We had really similar tastes in music, except he liked some pop while I hated pop and I liked some metal and he didn't. We were so engrossed in our conversation he didn't even notice that the flight had landed. I got this big smile on my face and congratulated him for getting passed his fear. He beamed.
Unfortunately there was no layover in LAX and we had to board our flight to Fiji right way which left us with no time to stretch our legs. This flight would be the longest; it was a sixteen hour flight. Although I love to fly I hate airplanes. As I said I'm six foot five and airplanes are cramped to begin with. We sat down and this plane was much better than any of the planes I had been on. There were televisions installed in the headrests and the TVs had games and movies and music. It was really cool considering my iPod had only half a battery left.
A couple minutes later the guy who was sitting in front of me, who looked like a college freshman decided to get comfortable and put his seat back. My legs were already cramped and he crushed them completely and I politely asked him to raise his seat. He laughed and told me to fuck off. I'm a pacifist and I figured it would be easy to just accept he was an asshole than to fight about it. Matt on the other hand had other ideas. He stepped over me and pulled the lever on the man's chair and pushed on the chair with all his might sending the man flying forward. He whispered something in the man's ear and before I knew it the man turned and apologized to me. I was shocked. I looked at Matt and he just shrugged his shoulders and said
"Hey that's what friends are for." I thanked him and I didn't have any trouble from that guy again.
For a good 5 hours we talked about everything from philosophy to whether or not chunky peanut butter was better than smooth. Although the conversation was enthralling he eventually became tired and decided to fall asleep. He was snoring on my shoulder when he transitioned over to lying against the window. I caught a glimpse of his face and it hit me. I remembered where I knew that face and my pants instantly got tight. I had to be sure so I pulled out my iPod and scrolled through my videos. I had had sex before but it's been a while and a boy gets lonely so I had a lot of porn on my iPod. I found this website that had all amateur submissions and I figured out a trick to download the videos without paying a membership fee. I finally found the video I was looking for and I looked around to make sure no one was looking over my shoulder. I pressed play and within ten seconds my head was spinning. I've jerked off countless times to this video and here the star is sitting right next to me. I was sure it was him. It looked exactly like him and he is even wearing the same shirt in the video that he has on right now. In the video he does some things that no straight guy would do so I knew he was gay. I was so excited that he was gay that I completely forgot I was playing gay porn in the middle of an airplane. I was reminded that I was being a little careless when a male stewardess walked up to me whispered that I should be a little more careful, winked and than walked off.
I calmed myself down, turned off my iPod and I had to think. It was 3 am eastern time and I figured I should try to sleep, even though I knew I wouldn't. I had my eyes closed and I felt Matt stand up and walk away towards the bathroom. This was my big chance and I knew it. I stood up knocking into the seat in front of me. I went to apologize but I remembered who was in the seat and didn't feel the need to say sorry. I walked slowly towards the bathrooms, my heart pounding. I stood outside the doors to the bathrooms unsure of which one he entered. A minute later he opened the door to the bathroom on the far left. I put up my finger signaling to be quiet and I shoved him back into the stall. He began to ask him what I was doing but I kissed him before he got the change to ask. I knew I should do this, I didn't doubt my decision once. I really liked him and I felt a connection between us.
At first he didn't kiss back, he just stood there, but when I wrapped my arms around him and put some extra passion into the kiss, he kissed back. We made out furiously for what seemed like hours but I'm sure was just a few minutes. I disconnected from the kiss and looked into his eyes. He began to unbutton my shirt. I knew there wasn't enough room in that stall for any serious sex but any contact with Matt would be beyond satisfying. I tugged down his khaki shorts and I looked at him in his plaid boxers and I swear i've never been more turned on. I fished his dick out of his boxers and I instantly understood love at first sight. It was a gorgeous dick not huge but it was the perfect shape, and a big bulbous head. He had gotten bigger since the video and that only made it more beautiful. He was a good 6 and a half inches, cut, and his pubes were neatly trimmed. I realized I'd been staring for a while and I decided to get to work. I tried to kneel down to blow him but it was just too small of a space and I was just too tall of a guy. I straightened up and kissed him while slowly stroking his dick. While I did that he set my own 7 inch cock free. We kissed with a fury I'd never had before. It was rough but gentle at the same time. Our strokes were synchronized and I knew I wouldn't last long. He started to hump me hand and as he did I flickered my tongue inside of his mouth. That sent him over the edge and he started cuming all over my hand. I pulled way from the kiss and the look on his face was of pure ecstasy. He started jerking me faster as he came down from his sex high. I only lasted another minute or so. We cleaned up and I kissed him one last time before we had to return to our seats. As we walked out of the bathroom the same male stewardess from before walked past and high fived me. I laughed and we walked towards our seat. We covered ourselves in blankets and held hands under the blanket. With his head laying against my chest I slowly drifted off to sleep feeling more comfortable than I ever have.
Hey Guys let me know what you think and if I should continue the story. If so there's another month of adventure ahead of the two Matts. Email me at Musicmaster@optonline.net