Hey guys,
Firstly, enjoy, this is my first story so I hope you will like it.
Secondly, this story might remind you of another story/style of writing. Well his name is Phillip Whitney and his story which you can find here at Nifty is called "best plane trip ever", inspired me and so I decided to write my own story. I would like to stress that this is however 100% original.
The first time I saw you, you took my breath away. I could not believe what I was seeing. You had this perfect body shape that people would kill for. Your blond hair is just heavenly. And I just got lost in your icy deep blue eyes.
I wish I could just hug you right there. But since we were at the airport and we never talked, it would have been a bit awkward don't you think? I have always had this fantasy about meeting a stranger on a plane to then have a beautiful love story. Then I wished that it was you, we were both travelling alone, so there was a slight possibility that we meet on the plane. But what were the odds? They are so many different planes departing towards so many different places. Besides I was going to be in business class so the chances of meeting you was even more reduced. Still, the romantic that I was still had hope.
I was about to depart for France for a three week-vacation with my best-friend and his family. It was the winter holidays, so we were going to go skiing, I was so excited. Only if you could come with.
I headed towards the business lounge, which I am a big fan of. To my surprise you were there as well, reading. Oh god, your lips. I just wanted to go over there and kiss them like there was no tomorrow but I had to restrain myself if I did not want to appear as a freak. I walked past you, trying to be as cool as possible. Only if you knew how hard it was for me to restrain myself.
I took a seat that gave me the best possible angle for me to devour your body with my eyes. I forced myself to occasionally look down so it was not too obvious that I was staring. Once our eyes meet my heart stopped beating, waiting for something, anything to happen. But nothing did. You just grinned. I blushed and he returned to your reading.
Five minutes later we heard on the intercom that I needed to board my plane. I packed my things and so did you. So I started hoping, that maybe, just maybe, we were taking the same plane. We both headed for the boarding gates. Half way there, I lost sight of you because of the crowd. I was disappointed but what could I do? I was relieved when I saw you in the queue. I was hoping that we would sit next to each other. But because 10 people separated us, I again lost sight of you when we entered the plane.
To my dismay I did not manage to see where you were. When the planes took off and nobody was sitting next to me, it felt like I was deprived of one of nature's great gift, you.
I had an amazing three week vacation. I dreamt about you the first week in the winter cottage in the Alps. But slowly I started to forget about you. By the end of the third week I was so relaxed and at the same time tired from the skiing, I had trouble remembering anything.
I had a lot of wonderful memories in my head when I took the airplane back. I was listening to my iPod and I was already seated on my super-comfy business class seat. I saw from the corner of my eye movement. Someone was about to sit next to me.
On the way to France I was fortunate and unfortunate to have no one sit next to me. I would hate for my holiday to end with an old-grandpa sitting next to me, the whole ride home.
To my great surprise I saw you sitting next to me. You seemed as surprised as I was. You sat down. I put my ear-phones and iPod in the back. I was expecting the awkward silence. To my surprise you presented your hand, and with your charming smile you said:
"My name is Nathan, what's yours?"
I know I probably looked like an idiot but I just blushed. Instead of making a joke, you patiently waited. Finally I got the courage to look at you in the eyes, shook your hand and said:
"My name is Skyler."
Instead of laughing at my name you said:
"What a nice name"
I uttered a Thank you, not knowing how to react. No one has ever told me that my name was nice. This was starting well. But before I could ruminate my thoughts, you asked what sports I lie to play.
We got to know each other. I discovered that we had a lot in commons such as hobbies and favorite TV shows. I also learnt that you were moving next to my house, literally so we will get plenty of more opportunities to hang out. You have no idea how happy I was. As far as I could figure out, you were enjoying yourself as well.
The lights deemed and as soon as we finished our dinner, we both feel asleep, exhausted. Me from skiing and you from your football camp. I woke up with still seven hours of the flight to go. I went to the bathroom and when I came back you were also awake. I sat down and right before I went back to sleep you poked me and asked:
"Skyler?"
"Yes?"
"Are you gay?"
I took a while to answer, this gave me enough time to gather my thoughts. I have came out to two of my best friends and my parents, people I really trusted. Should I tell you because since we were going to school together you might let something slip, even unintentionally. "Why do you want to know?"
"Just out of curiosity"
"A guy does not randomly ask if his soon-to-be neighbor is gay without a good reason"
"You are right" is all you said for a while. Then you continued:
"I do not want this to make our relationship awkward. But I have seen you checking me out, more than once and so I was just wondering" I blushed. When I thought I was being discreet, you had seen right through me.
"What if I say no?"
"I would be surprised"
"What if I say yes?"
"It would be fine with me". You grinned, like when you were reading. Your grin made me loose all my composure and without noticing I said yes, I was gay.
At first nothing happened but as I realized what I had just said, I blushed and looked away. Looking into your eyes was unbearable. Then you took my head in your hands and kissed me on my lips. I gasped. I did not expect this at all. I could not help but ask:
"Are you also...?" I realized how stupid my question was, after I asked it. Of course he was, why else would he have kissed me?
"Yes" is all you said, without minding the stupidity of my question. I could not have wished for anything else. I kissed him fiercely for several minutes. I ended our embrace and said:
"That's why you grinned when you saw me checking you out. You knew all along"
"I had my own assumptions"
"And you made me suffer this whole time"
"In my own defense I did not know for sure" I did not care, this was all in the past. All I cared now was to kiss you again and again because frankly you are an amazing kisser. We were both 17 year olds, filled with hormones and so we knew what was going to happen next. Neither of us rushed anything. I enjoyed every single minute of us being together in that airplane and I think that did you.
Thankfully the lights were so dimmed that the airplane was pitch black. I slowly took your shirt off, revealing your beautiful six-pack. I passed my hands over them, feeling every pore in your body. It was amazing. I played with your nipples. You started letting a few moans out but nothing too loud. I slowly made my way to your pants. By then I was doing this under the covers to make sure that everything was kept at some sort of level of privacy. The risk of getting caught just increased the pleasure levels that were already quite high.
I undid your pants and you helped me pulling down your boxers, revealing your 6 inches throbbing dick. I could barely see it but I could smell it, and god it smelled good. I could not wait any longer so I sucked it. I knew I was doing a good job because you were letting more and more frequent moans that became increasingly louder, but still not enough to alert any of the stewards.
"yes... Oh yes... Oh my god you are amazing... I ca..not...hold any longer I am going to...cum"
You might have expected me to retrieved my mouth, but hell no. I was waiting for it. I happily swallowed your salty and fresh cum that you shot five times in my throat.
"That was amazing" is all you managed to say.
After sitting upright you said:
"Now it is my turn"
Your hands worked on my body like you knew exactly where to touch me and the exact pressure to apply. Your hands were so soft, it was incredible. I felt in heaven and I never wanted this moment to end. But you slowly proceeded to my cock. When my 5.5 inch cock appeared, I felt ashamed because it seemed so small compared to yours.
However you exclaimed:
"It is so beautiful". You knew exactly what words to say. Without hesitation you took in your mouth and right then I knew that my orgasm was not going to take a lot of time. I was right five minutes after you started I cummed in your mouth and like I did you swallowed my semen.
You kissed me and after getting dressed, you whispered into my ear:
"Come with me to the bathroom and don't forget the lube". You said with your infamous grin. We headed there and once we were inside I could finally take a good look at your dick after we both quickly undressed. Wow it was beautiful, I could not believe that it was so magnificent.
I had traded blows before but I had never meet the right person to do anal with and I refused to 'practice with vegetable', the idea revolted me. So I embraced myself as you put lube on my virgin hole and on your dick. I held my breath when you entered the tip of your dick inside me.
Slowly you inserted it, giving me time to get used to your dick being inside me. Soon enough your movements became quicker and my moans became much, much louder. So loud that we had to put your shirt in my mouth in order not to alert anyone.
After 15 minutes of pure pleasure I sensed your body shaking and a load of cum being sent up my anus. You retrieved your penis and I licked the cum that was on your dick. I then turned you around, starting kissing you butt cheek. Took the lube applied it on my dick and on your hole.
Then once my cock was inside you, the pleasure was immense. I cannot describe accurately with words what I felt then, it just felt so good. Time seemed to end and when I finally came we were both more exhausted than when we got on the plane.
We got dressed and quietly got out of the bathroom. Luckily no one saw us. We kissed again and again. When neither of us could stay awake we sadly ended our passionate embrace to go to sleep.
I woke up in the best mood possible. My airplane fantasy came true and with you out of all people, I was and still am extremely happy. For once I was genuinely thinking that soul mates may exist. It is on those thoughts that you woke up and kissed me.