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Billy
After what must have been a couple of hours into the flight, I work up with a searing hunger. "Fuck, I missed dinner", I said to myself. I got up and found the flight attendant who smiled and said it'd be no problems organizing some dinner for me.
Taking my seat, I took another look at the guy sitting alongside me. The guy was engrossed in some comedy and was clearly enjoying it. He had a massive grin spread across hi face. But what I noticed was that he was a fucking Adonis. A stud. There is simply no other way to describe him.
The dude had curly brown hair that was a bit of a mop. It hung just above his eyes, and the stud kept sweeping it back behind his ears. Every time he did that, I noticed his big thick muscled forearms. My visual exploration continued up the arms to his huge biceps that were being constrained in a tight polo shirt. What I loved most about his biceps was the thick prominent vein that ran up the centre of it. Everything about this guy was thick. My cock thickened at the thought of this dude having a high energy fuck session with all of his muscles bulging and sweat pouring off his body. Not wanting to be caught, I resumed watching something as I got my meal and scoffed it down.
I must admit, it didn't take me long to realist that apart from being a hottie, the guy sitting next to me was a huge sports star in Australia. It was NRL superstar Billy Slater. Assuming this guy was straight was another reason for the cautious glances.
After I finished my meal, I looked across at Billy to get another look before having a nap. As I looked across, he caught my gaze. I was a little embarrassed, but the strange thing was that he held the gaze, nodded, and smiled. He looked down at the magazines I had brought along, looked back at me and the smile widened and I'm sure I detected a twinkle in his eye. I blushed and quickly turned away. On top of my standard inflight reading of the Economist Magazine and Foreign Affairs, was the latest DNA - the well-known Australian gay magazine (I like word candy and eye candy! What can I say? I'm a horny fucker).
"Hey mate, I'm Billy", the stud leant across saying with hand outstretched introducing himself.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Jack". Bill turned fully towards me and engaged in small chat. You know, the usual stuff. After about half an hour talking about travel, Sydney, rugby and my work, the course of the discussion changed. "So, Jack, you got a special someone back home?"
"Nah Billy. I enjoy flying solo - means I get to sample many more hotties that way without limiting myself to any one guy." There, I laid it on the table. I confirmed what Billy already knew - I was a hot horny gay man.
"Great approach dude. I'm married, but we all have urges that can't always be satisfied at home. My wife and I have a rule - we can play around, but for me it can only be with other boys. And mate, to be frank, it's an arrangement I'm very happy with".
"What the fuck!" I screamed in my head. Before cooly saying, "that's great you guys have an arrangement that works for you."
Leaning in closer, Billy said, "you ever fooled around with a footy player before?" I thought for a moment and said, "you know what, I haven't fucked around with a stud as hot as you."
"You care for some post-flight relief when we land?" was Billy's simple reply. "Fuck yes", I said. By this stage my thick 8" uncut cock was hard and straining against the jeans I was wearing. Billy noticed and placed his big meaty paw on my bulge and stroked my cock. "I can't wait to unleash this big beast and take it deep in my footy boy jock hole" was Billy's simple reply. I nearly creamed my pants. Thankfully the cabin was dark.
Billy was wearing a pair of black sweat pants, which gave me easy access. I slid my hand in his pants and noticed he was wearing silk underwear. In fact, they were speedos. Billy mentioned that he likes wearing speedos rather than underwear. Hot. I got a hold of Billy's cock. It was thick, hard and oozing some tasty pre-cum. Billy had a nice thick 9" uncut cock that sat atop of two big smooth balls. This was going to be heaven.
"How long since you blew a load" I asked. "Oh about a week - I'm fucking gagging to blow, but I want to save it for when we get back to my place. Is that OK Jack?"
The next five hours were hell for us both. We were both super horny and ready for a hot sweaty muscle boy fuck session.
In the car to Billy's I asked, "what about your wife?"
"No problems there stud, she's away for a week. We can fuck all week. Maybe invite some friends over?"
Group sex with Billy and god knows who else in his circle of athletic super studs was too much. But fuck I was willing to take him up on the offer should it arise.
Naturally Billy lived in a Penthouse apartment that overlooked the Sydney skyline. He was staying here in the off-season before returning to duties with his club down in Melbourne.
"I need a shower after that long flight Jack. Come join".
How could I resist. As I found the bathroom Billy was bending over taking off his speedos. What I confronted was a big sexy smooth muscly jock bubble butt. And deep in the cleft of his arse was his tight hole. I swear it was winking. My cloths came off in a flash.
My presence made Billy turn around. There he was, this muscle stud with his huge pecs covered in a slight dusting of hair, sitting atop of his rippling abs and shredded torso. This all led to his massive cock. He was fully hard and the foreskin had retracted which put his big purple glistening cock head on display. His balls were amazing. He had these sexy low hanging balls that you could tell were teeming with hot cum. As a rugby player, I was enamored with Billy's powerful muscly legs. I couldn't wait to hold onto them as I slammed his tight hole.
Even before we got into the shower our tongues were wrestling as our hard bodies rubbed against one another. Our thick cocks were spewing so much natural lube. It felt so hot having my cock grind up against Billy's own magical beast. My hands went straight for his big arse so I could pull him in closer.
After we soaped each other's bodies up and rinsed off, I got on my knees. With the water still flowing, I began teasing Billy by running my tongue all around his lower abs and legs. I licked everywhere except his cock and balls. This drove him wild. "Fucking blow me Jack, I need it", screamed Billy.
I wrapped my hands around his cock and began jerking him as I flicked my tongue across his cock head and around the thick shaft. "Oh yeah, that's it stud, work my big footy cock" moaned Billy. I was working my own cock as I deep-throated Billy's cock. I was playing with his balls as I sucked on his gorgeous cock and swallowed the copious amounts of sweet nectar oozing from this super star's cock.
I kept sucking his cock and began working a finger in his hot hole. "Oh yeah, fuck rub that special spot for me Jack, fucking open my hole up for your big muscle boy cock". Billy lent back against the shower wall and pushed back against my fingers deep in him so he could get the full sensation of having his hole worked by my fat muscly fingers.
"Fuck, I'm gonna blow", screamed Billy. I plunged his cock deeper into my throat. I wanted it to taste it all. He wasn't lying when he said he hadn't cum for a while. Around ten big blasts of cum hit the back of my throat. I took it all down. But this excited me, because I love nothing more than a boy who is a super soaker. You know, the sorts of guys that shoot so hard and far that they soak everything in their cum.
"That is the best head I've ever had" Billy said still shuddering and with tears welling in his eyes from the sheer intense orgasm he just had. "It's better than Matt Shirvington", remarked Billy in his post-orgasm haze.
"As in the horse hung sprinter Matt Shirvington?" I asked. "Yep, the one and only. A great fuck". I was floored; this guy was my jerk off fantasy in my teen years. "Wow, he is a hot stud, you are a luck man" was my reply.
"Alright his arse isn't going to rim and fuck itself," said Billy has he hopped out of the shower and dried himself off. I followed him to the bedroom and noticed he was hard again. This was going to be fun.
I grabbed Billy by the hair and pulled him in for a kiss. We stood in the middle of his master bedroom with the Sydney Harbour outside his window making out like it was our first time.
I grabbed Billy's nipples and tweaked them as I worked my mouth and tongue around his neck and ears. This was making Billy squeal and got him really turned on.
I turned him around and got him kneeling on a lounge chair in the bedroom. I grabbed the inner parts of his thick muscly thighs and spread them wide. It gave me the best access to his hole. Without waiting I buried my face in there and inhaled the clean manly scent from deep within him. I began running my tongue along the length of his smooth crack. Pulling his cock backwards I ran my tongue from the head of his cock, along the shaft, along his balls and up his deep arse cleft until I reached his hole.
I began working his hot tight hole and got my tongue in there. Meanwhile Billy was moaning and talking dirty.
"Fuck yeah work Bill's hole. Fucking work this footy slut's hole. Fuck, make this dirty little muscle bottom beg for it. Get me wet and open so you can fuck the shit out of me. Fuck I need your big cock in me. I haven't been fucked by a big dick since I last caught up with Cooper."
Could he have meant his teammate Cooper Cronk, I wondered? The name-dropping and dirty talk was getting me hotter and hornier. I picked up the pace and began working my fingers into his hole as I lapped up one of the most delicious holes I've ever tasted. His arse was near perfection. It was of the same caliber as Tate Ryder's big muscle arse, which I had only weeks earlier fucked hard.
"Fuck me Jack, fucking pound my tight hole. I want to feel you deep".
Billy got up and went to his bedside draw. He tossed a condom at me and after applying some lube to his hole he tossed the bottle to me.
Billy then got onto the bed on all fours. I almost shot my load there and then. The sight of this big muscle footy god on all fours with his back arched was amazing. It also showed that he knew the position well and he was a well-practiced bottom slut.
I got behind Billy and applied some more lube deep in him as I got my cock nice and slick with the Pjur lube. I ran my cock against Billy's arse as I felt all the bulging muscles of his back. I pulled his head back so I could kiss this hot stud before giving him the ride of his life.
Billy leant his chest on the bed so he could reach back and spread his arse cheeks. His hole was twitching, waiting for me. I pressed my cock head at the entrance of his hole and Bill let out a loud moan.
I pushed my cock forward and Billy eased back so my cock could easily break the barrier. Boy did it! I sunk into his hole, balls deep in one thrust. This was a fuck of lust. "Oh fuck yeah abuse my hole," screamed Billy as I began pumping his hole and smacking his big arse cheeks.
"Fucking take my cock deep in your muscle man cunt" I yelled as Billy and I got into a great rhythm of each other moving in unison. As the sweat dripped from our bodies Billy said, "deep drill me Jack, power fuck my hole".
I pulled my cock all the way out and slammed it all the way back in. "Fuck yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Fucking drill my cunt".
Billy's hole was so tight and warm that it was driving my every sense wild.
I pulled out of Billy and got beneath him so he could ride me. I love nothing more than making out with my bottom as I slid my cock in their hole, over their G-Spot and made them cum.
Billy slammed his arse on my cock and began bouncing up and down. He was holding onto my pecs and making out with me, sweat dripping down his face and his curly locks in his face. It was a pure animalistic fuck. The moans were loud and primal. Man on man fucking is so hot because at one extreme it can be sensual and the other very primal. This was at the primal end of the spectrum. We were so full of fucking lust that it was always going to be this way.
"I'm going to cum" Billy screamed as he jacked his cock furiously. I could feel his arse tighten around my cock as he kept bouncing and jerking. Billy leant his head back and screamed as ropes of cum flew out of his thick uncut cock. The first load hit the wall behind my head, as did the second and third. The fourth shot hit the pillow. Number five, six and seven were the jackpot shots - they hit me right in the mouth, cheek and neck. It was hot. The rest of Billy's cum got mixed with the sweat of my chest and abs. Billy didn't stop bouncing.
"I'm close Billy", I said.
"Shoot on my face. Paint me" instructed Billy.
I pushed Billy off me and tore of the condom. I straddled Billy's big chest and jerked my cock as Billy played with my balls and tweaked my nipples. I shot a huge load all over Billy's face. He scooped it all up and savored it.
I was exhausted after an hour of fucking and a long 14-hour flight across too many time zones.
I laid next to Billy, kissed him and fell asleep, as did my studly fuck machine.
When I opened my eyes, I looked at my phone and noticed I'd been asleep for nearly 12 hours. I quickly realised where I was again, and rolled over to see Billy. But he wasn't there. I could hear his voice in the next room and just listened.
"Yeah I met this fucking hot muscle stud on the flight home".
"Yeah he's hot and fucking hung. My hole feels so empty. I'll need another ride soon"
I was surprised; who would he be speaking with so candidly?
"I can guarantee you will enjoy this stud and he is totally discrete. We aren't going anywhere so come over and we can have some fun."
"Of course he'll be into you. He said you were one of his fantasies mate. So get that big dick and hot arse over here Matt. I want to ride that horse cock of yours. My new mate will want a ride too I suspect!"
With that the call ended.
Could it be? Matt Shirvington coming over for a hot fuck session? And I would be in the middle? This could be the beginning of realising one of my ultimate fantasies.