TX U S 69 Hook-Up by Mike Austin
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The Colgan Air/CO Express flight from the Houston GB airport to the Jack Brooks (Beaumont-Pt Arthur) regional airport was only 50 minutes. There were a few business peeps who looked pretty exhausted. Since this was a 6pm flight, I guessed they'd flown over that morning, had a full day and were returning home to SE Texas. One gent looked pretty well in the bag, in his mid-50s I'd say and loosened tie, head back and almost zoned out. There were 4 others, all 30-somethings talking to each other; blue collar, refinery or engineer types- pretty hunky and got me excited. There were three women, one who looked all about business, workin her laptop to death and "focused", was her middle name. The other two women sat far apart, one sorta sleepy/drousy/almost sensual with long black hair and mid 30s. The last one was young, dumb and looked like I did in college when I needed to get home and beg for cash!!!!!!!!!!! LOL
Then there was a dude doin double duty I guess cabin attendant and flight crew. He was 30ish, med build, the open collar revealed fur, his dark eyes and olive skin told of Latin or other exotic heritage and that damned thick wedding ring spoke volumes. DAMNIT!!!!!! Still he was easy on the eyes. I scoped out the box and saw a decent bulge as he greeted us at boarding. I smiled back and guess he saw my eyes drop to crotch motion and he just nodded as I passed him making my way to my seat. After giving us the speech, he disappeared in the cabin to join his captain, the door sealed we taxied away to the runway. The regular Saab equipment was replaced with a turbo-prop and the whine and thrust roar as the engines revved was sensual...........In no time we were airborne and the Houston skyline curved away to the SW as we headed east.
The Craigslist posting advertised a mid 40s, rugged, blue collar, helicopter pilot looking for a toyboy every weekend. We exchanged pics (he was spot on with his stats), likes, etc over two days and he tells me he wants to fly me over for a trial run. I was eager and excited. Made arrangements at work, I'm a courier, and let the guy (Rick) know when I could get the time off and he made the reservations and let me know the flt info and ticket pick-up details. Round trip was $151 and I knew I'd be worth every penny of that fare, so we were both winners. Oh BTW, I'm Mark- 26, 5'10", 150#s lean, 7.5"uc, smoothy, always horned and love rough action. Rick was 42, dark blonde, furry, torso tats, 6', 190#s, 8" UC thick and ALL TOPMAN. I'd packed a tote for the weekend and left straight from work that Friday and went to the gate, claimed my e-ticket and boarded. The nip clamps, cock ring and butt plug were eye poppers as I went through security but I smiled to myself as the TSA guys and gals whispered to each other about the tote's contents!!!!!! Within an hour or so, I'd be hovering over my helicopter pilot's hard-on, face down, being fed. In no time we began our descent as marshes and pastures turned into structures, trees and lights. As we touched down and got our welcome greeting from the captain, I wanted to give our flight attendant and maybe the captain as well, a thank you gift........Too bad they were both secured in the COCKpit even as we deplaned. An all too chipper female welcomed us to the Jack Brooks regional airport and wished us a great weekend. I clamored down the steps, the December wind hammered at me as I walked across the concrete, entered the gate area gazing up and down for Rick. The passengers disappeared along with the crew (I was right about the captain) and most terminal employees and I started feeling stood-up. I kept watch on the terminal entry area, knowing better than leave the designated gate zone I was told he meet me. Suddenly from the crew entry area behind me a bulky bull strode in, catching the reflection in the glass beside me, I wasn't as startled as I could have been when the big hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. His big grin, 3 day beard stubble and affable "welcome boy" put me at ease. He'd flown his last run in from offshore and was busy closing out his flight logs after getting delayed landing due to the strong cross-winds. As we headed out the side doors toward his truck, he asked if I was hungry, my eyes did another crotch-drop and he laughed a loud roar. My neck gripped firmly, he said "later boy, I need some supper". We climbed in his red F250, he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it to his crotch. His worn jeans smelled oily, greasy and like a BULL. It was the aphrodisiac I needed. Running lights, and all on, we made our way onto US Highway 69 north to the Candlewood Suites he stayed at the month-on of his flight schedule. He was from Lake Charles and flew out of JB regional to rigs serviced by the company he worked for. His schedule of one on and one off, gave him 4 weeks on of play time away from his gf. We ate at a little diner where everyone knew his name; ordered, ate, then made our way to the Candlewood, room 202.
In no time, I was stripped, kneeling and sucking like a vacuum cleaner. His hands felt warm and firm on my head. His thick crotch fur warming my face and the pole of a dick shoved deeper and deeper down my throat, as I opened and relaxed my throat muscles. As quickly as we began, he pulled me off and told me to show him what toys I brought with me. I opened my tote, tugged out my black jock, the sets of nip clamps, tossed him my leather cock ring and ball separator and last but not least, the 7" butt plug. His thick ballbag gloved the heavy nuts outline by the furry, scrotal skin. I was so easy!!!!!!!!!!! I suggested a shower and as he was about to agree, the knock on the door and a deep husky voice calling out his name resonated through the door. "Shit" he mouthed and nodded to the bathroom. I grabbed clothes, tote and my naked self and sprinted into the head and locked the door. A fellow pilot (Tom) was overnighting and wondered if he had plans, Rick let Tom know that he had some pussy waitin in the shower for him and that "Yes, he had plans"- both guys jabbed at each other with bravado. Tom would later learn just who the pussy in Rick's head, was. I have to admit to wondering if this was a set-up but as soon as Tom exited and Rick opened the door, I was relieved. We hit the shower with a vengeance, steam does so much to relax muscles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I love drying a furry guy off. The towels were thick but one wasn't enough to get all of Rick dried. His fur sucked water like I sucked his dick. Rick used one of the wet towels to work me over and get me turned on and dry at the same time. As he rubbed my boybag and his thick fingers stretched my ring, he paused, worked it, teased it, fingered it, then drew his index finger across the ring again slowly, teasing me swollen and wet. My dick throbbed and ached. I shuddered as he careened me over his shoulder and carried me from head to bed, tossed me down on my back and we both laughed sexy laughs. I jabbed his furry butt with my fist, then twisted fast and butt-kicked him then grinned back taunting him to action. He smacked my ass hard and I felt the red-handprint seer like it should. I was hot and he was as well.
Rick grabbed my shoulders, shoved my head back off the bed edge and stepped up to feed me upside down. Looking up into the furry balls, I felt his hand under my neck tilting my head back and down as he fed his hard-on into the back of my mouth. His heavy dick pressed my tongue down as the head aimed for my throat-hole. He eased forward again and I gobbled down as his thick dick spread my throat open and my throat muscles gripped his dickmeat. After seating in the spot, Rick began his mouthfuck and I gaped my throat open and mouth wide to take his throat attack. He reached for right my nip and twisted hard, I gulped his cock and it throbbed. "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh boy" was all I heard. "You want that don't you?" he asked, I moaned agreement and then both his hands began my nip workout. I felt the deep burn in my niproots and the stirring that brings on. OMG I was in boy-frenzy with this BULL. His mouth fuck took on new speed as he slammed the dick in deep then pulled back so I could gasp then get throat stuffed again. Over and over for what seemed like a ½ hour he hammered my mouth and throat until he asked if I was "ready to be fed?", again I moaned agreement. At that point he shoved in me so hard I slipped farther on the bed and his balls fired hard long ropes of BULLCUM straight down my throat into my guts. I didn't think his cumload would stop. I knew I was in paradise! I sucked him dry, he withdrew, smacked his softened meat on my face, I licked around the hood and head, then swallowed slowly to show my appreciation. He curled me in his arms and we slept for about an hour.
We woke to more door knocking and Tom, clearly well-soaked, calling for Rick to come let him in. We stayed frozen and grinning waiting for Tom to tire out and head off. The pounding stopped and we heard Tom's voice marry with some female giggle and Rick shook his head, "a 4 way was in Tom's head". "Boy would he'd been surprised at who party #3 woulda been in that match-up"! Rick rolled me on my back, shoved my hands underneath me and chowed down on my balls. I squirmed, moaned and thrust my hips to his face, his beard stubble rasped my thighs and boybag. He got me so close then grabbed me off; repeated that suck and grab process another 4 times until I was worn out. I was so swollen and achin by the 4th time, I was pleading to cum. He had me just where he wanted me. The cock ring/ball separator came out; he swatted my hard-on soft then clamped the leather gear on my dick and nads; tugged them tightly then stepped aside the bed; turned me sideways then wailed on my butt until it was red. Keeping me face down now, he adjusted me doggy at the edge of the bed. Again he spanked me hard until my dick and bag throbbed with each hand-spank. My ring clamped tightly then his thumb-probe worked it open and got me more and more wet til he spread my knees wider, had me squat out more and then mounted me hard and deeply. My swollen ring gave way easily to his hard-on as the head pried me apart and shoved deep in my guts. His hands gripped my shoulders, holding me in place as he began his hammer action in my ass. I was hot, horned up and eager to be bred. Rick knew it and used me hard. The phrase rode hard and put up wet, kept playing in my head.!!!!!!!!!!
After watching the digital clock tick off the minutes, my hole was flooded with his bull load. My guts pumped full of Rick's cum sucked and slopped around his softened cock until he pulled out. He spun me around and I faced him and got fed leftovers. His hands holding and guiding my head, me on all fours facing him and being used. Again, I was in paradise. He shot the last spurts of gland juice on my tongue then pushed me away. My own bone ached but I knew better than touch it. The nip clamps came out again, this time tugged tight against my chest, chewing deeply. Rick turned to a drawer, pulled out a set of cuffs and clamped them tight on my wrists behind my back. Trust, a hard word to earn or keep, but I was there and trust was a hoped-for action. His hand wrapped my hard-on now, he twisted until I thought it would come off in his paw; turning me underhanded so that I again was doggy and my dick pulled backwards between my legs. He began milking me. I needed to cum! The fever pitch had me at the edge and just as before, he grabbed me off and kept me edged out. I dry humped the air trying to release anyway; his belt was the next thing I felt on my butt as he commanded me not to cum. Again and again, the belt sailed through the air to my butt-target. The red whelps rose fast on my ass-cheeks. The heat burned in my gland and made me even more horny. Then just as quickly came the soft rubs of his calloused hands, warm and almost tender. He lulled me to sleep again, curling and holding me against his furry body.
Midnight came, I stirred, needing to piss. Rick woke, asked what I needed. Telling him was all he needed to hear. He again went to the drawer, pulled out a leather bootlace and tied off the head of my dick. I squirmed and pleaded to pee but he just rubbed my dickhead and told me to forget about it; his big hand rubbed under my belly button above my bladder. I ached and my guts began a slow cramp and my dick throbbed and heated up! I tried to relax and sleep but couldn't.
Sometime early in the morning, the pillow over my head kept me from seeing the clock; Rick was lubing my hole, prepping me to be fucked. His voice was distant now, almost disengaged; I felt a little uncomfortable and tried to raise my head off the mattress. The hard hand slap against the back of my neck kept me in place until I felt the thick dickhead I had grown to recognize. My ring snapped open and Rick filled the hole with his hard-on. His relentless fucking was intoxicating. I had a high sex drive and Rick matched mine with much more. He'd mentioned that his gf couldn't keep up and that was why he needed so much when he was away from her. He was making up for it for sure in my ass!!!!!
He pounded until he unloaded again, pulled out, shoved the pillow off my head and fed me again. I gobbled his meat like a starving prisoner. His thick dick felt as good in my mouth and throat as buried deep in my ass. I craved it now and knew I was addicted to serving this BULL. I'd become his latest boytoy and I was eager for more. Again, he reached in my tote, pulled out the butt plug, lubed it some and told me to arch my back. The plug pressed hard against my ring til it gave way and the plug filled my hole and stretched it wide. That up against my full bladder had me ready to pass out in pain. I begged to pee, but again he rubbed my dickhead and told me "later". The burn grew more and more intense. My guts began to clamp on the plug buried inside and it both turned me on and made me ache for relief. Rick, walked to the head, took a long slow piss then returned to the bed; reached in the bedside stand and pulled out a bottle of Wild Turkey. He took a swig, offered me some, I declined. He recapped the bottle and stowed it away then settled up against me again. The next sounds were some traffic outside. It was Saturday morning.
Rick uncuffed me, pulled the bootlace off and I sprinted to the head. The plug still filled me but I couldn't wait. I dribbled like a child or old man and then the torrent of pee broke free and I filled the toilet with deep yellow. Rick stepped in as I emptied my bladder and told me to get used to control of my piss and cum. I'd be allowed to piss once daily and never cum while we were together. I grew even more eager to serve this man. He had me just as he wanted. The door knock startled us. It was Tom again asking if Rick/we wanted to join them for breakfast? Rick pulled away, tugged on some running shorts, opened the door and declined. Tom laughed out loud and the female giggled. They left Rick and me to continue. Rick cautioned that we'd have to avoid many public spaces with Tom around which meant we'd have to head out and stay out until Rick felt it safe to get back in the room; or we could just order in for delivery, pizza, Chinese, Italian etc.? I left that to his discretion, he had more at risk anyway and I didn't want to offer any decision making at this point anyway. We dressed, eased out the back and made our way to his truck. He felt comfortable that Tom hadn't seen us or his cell would have been ringing away.
My butt ached and throbbed and dick/balls were swollen and ready to pop. Rick rubbed my chest as we headed up US 69 to Denny's in Beaumont. Climbing out the F250 stretched my hole and guts and I threw a hard-on. Rick asked aloud what was going on and I had to whisper I was hard, he asked again louder this time, intentionally trying to embarrass me! I loved this cat and mouse action we had going! He grinned and walked inside as I tried to downplay my bone and plead for it to go down. As we were being seated I finally went soft. We ordered, ate, cruised some guests and two busboys then Rick told me where we were going. He paid and we headed down the road to a bookstore. Inside, he took the lead, bought a bottle of poppers, led me to the stand of dildos and asked which ones I liked? At first, I was shy and a little withdrawn but then he again edged me to respond and I asked for one and he agreed that it would fit by the end of the weekend. I burned red hot from lust and embarrassment!
We returned from Beaumont and passed the motel; turned into the airport and then into the hangar where his company had an office and maintenance shop. He told me to sit tight, that he'd forgotten some gear and he was in and back in no time. The tool bag tossed behind the seat made a thunk sound and we were off back to the motel. He told me to stay in the truck until he went inside then follow with the tool bag and knock on the door. If anyone asked, I was a maintenance guy responding to a guest's call. I was excited and did as told. In no time I stood before room 202, knocking, standing there longer than I felt I should; then snapped that this was Rick again controlling me! I began to hard-up again. The door opened at that moment and Rick glanced to my crotch and shook is head ushering me inside.
He told me to hold the toolbag behind my head, kneel down and face fuck his crotch until he was hard. It didn't take long for his thick meat to stir hard and throbbing with my open mouth and tongue work on the crotch of his jeans. He semi-face fucked me and ground his crotch in my face, all the time I held his toolbag behind my head. He leaned back a bit, unzipped, hauled his thickening dick out, face slapped me, told me to beg for his dick and tilt my head back. I did all as instructed then he told me to keep my mouth open, head back and beg to suck his dick. Again, I did as instructed. His hard-on throbbed, the veins punched out the soft skin of his dick as he fed the tube into my mouth, telling me to keep my mouth wide as he dick-fed me. I tried to swallow spit that filled my mouth along with Rick's shaft but almost choked on my own spit just as the dickhead pushed into my throat hole and down my gullet. "Good cocksucker" was the response I got. He began his throat fuck and it continued over and over him holding off his cum blast knowing how very much I wanted his load in my belly. My face burned red, sweat popped on my forehead, my biceps and triceps burned from holding the toolbag, but kept cocksucking, non-stop.
Tom banged loudly on the door, telling Rick he knew he was in there and his "little filly had split and he was still horny". I sucked Rick's cock quietly now but even more eagerly. Again the knock. Rick pulled outta my mouth, told me to "stay". I did as told. Rick tugged on shorts, stuck his head out the door and layed into Tom, telling him he was busy "fuckin" and was "sorry your pussy split but not to fuck it up for him". Tom laughed loudly again, offered some whiskey then left. The door shut firmly behind Rick as he crossed the room, sat in the chair, legs spread and tapped his toes on the carpet for me. I started to stand, he shook his head no; then I knee-walked my way to the wide spread hairy legs. Rick put his left foot on top of my head and pressed down, telling me to set the toolbag aside. I did as told, with his left foot guiding the back of my head to his crotch. The outline of his meat was clear and the wet spot at the head so told me where to mouth. In no time his shorts were soaked and the taste of his shorts in my mouth made me hungry. I slipped my hands to the waistband, tugged down and fed on the hard-on. It was full, throbbing and flooding pre-cum from his gaping wide slit. The hood rode up and down in my mouth as I deep throated his dick. After coating my mouth, tongue and throat with his pre; Rick stood, began stroking as he told me to tilt my head back and show him where I need his cum. I stretched my mouth wide as I could to show my throat hole. He delivered cum volumes right on target until it frothed out my wide open mouth.
Saturday night and Sunday were repeats and by Sunday afternoon I was so horned I was shaking. Rick told me to get my new toy and lube and bring it to him as he stretched out across the bed. A football game played behind me and the crowd cheered; was it a coincidence or were they cheering me on. I know, cheesy but clever I thought. Rick told me to get doggy, face down as he rubbed and fingered me. His thick fingers widened my ring and relaxed it at the same time. He leaned over me, his warm furry build pushing me down some, then fed me the new 9" x 6" dildo. I swirled it sucked it and tried to swallow the pseudo dick, then Rick pulled out and slowly stuffed it deep in me. I moaned, arched my back for more and moaned louder. He began to dildo fuck me and I bucked back to the shaft, faster and faster; I was so horny. He told me to fuck myself on the dildo and I did. The he handed control to me and told me to squat fuck myself on the floor. I did and got even more turned on as he slow fisted his own bone. My dick bounced up and down faster and faster and I could feel my own orgasm building. I begged to cum, he shook his head no. I fucked faster, he stroked his BULLDICK until it was so swollen I thought he would explode. Just then he stood and creamed my face and chest with his load. The orgasm was so intense I was lost in the flood and forgot my own need. My dick ached and balls throbbed but his cum was all that mattered. I was lost.............in the flood!!!! He told me to bend over and show my hole, told me to show him how I dildo fucked myself when I was home and horny and alone. I did and submitted to his demands and performed as instructed. About 10 minutes later, Rick was standing over me, straddling my back and stroking, fisting faster and faster until he came again, this time all across my back and shoulders. He was amazing!!! No wonder his gf couldn't keep up. The warm cum on my back soon chilled me, Rick stepped away and told me to grab a shower. I did.
Late Saturday, we had ordered Chinese. The delivery guy showed, I offered to pay and reached for my jeans. Rick stepped between me and the door, opened it so the delivery guy saw me naked on the floor, paid and closed the door. I blushed then got aroused. We ate without a word. When done, I picked up and disposed of the containers, kneeled in front of Rick eyes closed, head tilted back, mouth wide; asked for "dessert". I got it.
We fucked 4 more times Saturday night. Tom never showed again until just before we were ready to head out Sunday afternoon to the airport. During the day Sunday, I went downstairs to bring back fruit and rolls we had them and coffee in the room and I got fed many more times. Rick toyed with plugging me for the airport, but said he'd wait this time. I was eager to try it though I have to admit. He did strap on the cock ring/ball separator and had me wear it home. He told me I had to call when I got home and ask him permission to jack-off. I did as instructed. We made plans for the following weekend after I shot off. While back home, I stuffed the plug in me and worked my balls over until I shot again. I was anxious for next weekend to arrive and Rick had me promise not to cum until he saw me. I told him how hard that would be. He just agreed and told me I had my orders. The week was rough, I grew more and more horny as the w/e approached. But then that is, another story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!