Disclaimer: This is a fictional story about an American soldier en route to meet his wife for their honeymoon but is ambushed by two guys on an airplane. The events depicted did not occur and are pure fantasy. All characters mentioned in this story are of legal sexual age, regardless of how they may be depicted in the story. Since no specific ages are given, every character is at least 18 years of age, a consenting adult and no one is a minor. In addition, you must be 18 years of age or older to read this and any Nifty story. If you are not allowed to read this fictional writing where you are from or don't like reading stories about sex between men, please stop here and move on.
This is the second chapter in a series, please read the first chapter as this one picks up immediately thereafter.
Misguided Honeymoon - 2 by Nick Pinetti nickpinetti@gmail.com
I must have been the happiest, newest member of the mile-high club for I realized that Josh and his brother Justin unlocked a repressed part of my brain by introducing me into the world of mind-blowing male-on-male sex. I wasn't willing to admit to anything gay or to the nonsense of gay tendencies; it's just that I was more comfortable as a man in my own expanded sexuality. I still loved my wife and wanted to fuck her as soon as I saw her, but these two brothers showed me that sex between men was satisfying, so primal, raw and innate. There was an uninhibited freedom I now felt, whereas before I was boxed-in and rigid. I wanted, if possible, to find my sexual boundaries or, at the very least, learn so much more.
I was accustomed to the dim cabin light by now and aware of my surroundings. Moreover, I was accepting of everything that had happened. I looked down from my hairy, muscular, flat torso and to my sweet, still-massively hard boner and felt overwhelmingly proud; not out of arrogance, but everything about me--my cock, my body, the way I felt, the way I smelled--defined me as a man. Never had I thought this way, but I was proud to be male--to be a man among men--and wanted to experience what that meant in every possible way.
I was conscious of the fact that my hands were still out to my sides holding each of the brothers spent cocks. I could feel their lightly covered balls of blonde fuzz under my fingers and the weight of their semi-hard cocks against the pulse of each wrist. I knew of the taste of cum in my mouth along with alcohol and my own taste of salty piss. All of my senses had been awakened, with sex as the focal point. Beyond just the obvious ones like sight, touch, and taste; my sense of smell, the most primal of all, was heightened and eager. I understood now why Josh had loved the smell of my balls off his brother's fingers. I understood why the three of us sniffed with interest the finger that had run along my butt crack and why we had licked after my scent. The smell of our masculine bodies, mine in particular, fed our sexual drive as men.
"Hey, little buddy", I whispered to Josh, "I get it now."
I turned to Justin and so that Josh could also hear, "You can untie me."
"We don't need games or to make up challenges. I'm right here.", I added softly.
Justin looked at his brother and then to me. He reached around my back to the criss-crossed seatbelts that pinned both my arms and unfastened the latches. I leaned forward so my unbuttoned desert camo shirt fell off my biceps then pulled it down my back and out the arms. I was left wearing the standard-issue brown army tee hiked up past my solid pecs and dog tags resting on my chest. After hours from being in a locked-down position, I was finally free. My broad shoulders, pumped biceps and all the way to my dark-haired, muscular arms had practically fallen asleep. I put out my arms and then around the two boys, pulling them in and got a good stretch as I did. Their warm, lightly covered with blond hair, muscular teen bodies felt good against the dark, coarseness of my own. Both boys snuggled in close and, mirroring each other, nuzzled under each bicep to my sweat soaked short-sleeves. They inhaled my masculine pit scent and began working their wet tongues on my armpits and at the dark hairs appearing there. I felt like a king as the boys constantly lapped with their tongues for what they did was beyond decadent. I wanted to be naked before my two boy-princes and I wanted out from this all-too-tight army tee. The long-haul, red-eye flight seemed to go on indefinitely. We had time.
"Take my shirt off", I told them. "Get me naked."
Without hesitation, the twin brothers lifted my arms and peeled off the piss-cum-sweat soaked shirt, the last stitch of clothing I wore. They continued to tongue bathe me and not once did their warm little mouths disconnect from my muscular body or sweaty armpits. Goddamn, I just realized these two were full-on worshiping me! I kicked back in the seat and put my arms behind my head and just as I suspected, the boys started lapping at my curled-up biceps.
"Fucking-A" I gasped as they simply wouldn't give up.
My pecs tightened and nipples hardened when their succulent mouths moved past my biceps onto my chest, abs then back up onto my neck, chin and then my forehead. Over and over they bathed their king from torso to face and I just let it all happen. They licked and sucked every possible part of my upper bod taking all the leftover dried piss, cum and man juices including my smell with them. And when I thought they were finished, they leaned me forward and washed my shoulders, triceps and back down to my tailbone and asscrack all with their hot little, wet tongues. My unreasonable large cock, was rock-hard to shoot again! If this were possible after all the cum the three of us had shared.
"You taste incredible" Josh said, coming up for air. "I want to join the Army just so I can smell like you!"
My fucking boner throbbed harder in his face at his words.
"I wish you could be our father", Justin admitted. "Dad is so overbearing and outright mean".
The thought of being their dad, somehow had me pre-cumming like a madman. The clear jizm ran out my enlarged piss-slit, down my shaft leaving a nice glossy trail.
I ran my fingers through my short, regulation haircut as they bathed and worked out the stench from their king-dad. Yes, my unchecked ego was out of control. Maybe, in fact, I had no boundaries or limits. After all, I was naked with two boys thinking of being their dad on an airplane in full view! However unlikely, anyone could be watching.
Justin untied the bootstraps at my knees but, not to disappoint, he kept the noose around my cock. He kept one end of the strap and handed the other to his brother. I knew instantly I was in for another hot ride. Although no longer physically tied to the seat, the cock strap was enough to bind me and with rules no longer in place, Justin took the bottom part of my enormous shaft in his curved fist and Josh took the top. Together they worked me, and pulled tightly on opposite ends of the string surrounding my dick. Up and down with their teen fists, they yanked hard on the chain. Just like before, these two jock boys sent me to high-heaven.
"Look how huge our daddy is", Justin said to his brother. "Even his open piss-slit is bigger than a pencil eraser-head!"
Josh bent down and, to my surprise, curled his tongue to a compact tip then slipped it into my wide open piss-slit as far as he could. He was working his tongue down into my shaft, lapping at the pre-cum before it even had a chance to surface!
"Awwwwwww fuck boys", I was panting like a dog in heat as he got down inside my piss-tube, "You kids take me to my limits and always make me want to shoot a load! How is this possible!"
"'Cause you're so hot daddy", Justin replied in a teasing whisper. He took my finger and placed it on my shaft so I could feel his brother's tongue working my insides. I massaged my own shaft feeling for Josh's hard tongue as he worked his way down into my urethra. Oh, god that felt so good, having his wet, hardness down inside my cock. He was tickling the entire length of my piss-chute as I rubbed from the outside chasing after his tongue. Fuck me, I had a lot to learn from these boys. I was loving everything they did far more than I should.
With Josh's tongue down inside my shaft, I was sweating and shaking. I could no longer handle Josh snaking his tongue way down my piss slit. For support, I held onto each of the boys' backs as Josh pressed on further into my cock's chute. I could feel my cum churning to greet him, even with Josh's tongue tightly blocking the way. They both could sense I was about to boil over and to get me to calm down, Josh held his mouth suspended over my cock, and with his tongue still down it, he didn't dare move a fraction of an inch.
My arms slipped down their teen backs, and Justin sat his lean, blonde boy butt on my hand and encouraged his brother do the same. The heat radiated from their sweet little blonde asses on to the palms of my hands. Christ, it was like I was feeling up two identical twin girl pussies!
Josh followed Justin's lead by spreading his sweaty boycrack over my open hand and fingers. They both wiped their asses from tailbone to nuts along my wrist and fingers. The boys were definitely moist and slick as any vagina, but unlike pussy their holes were immediately available, not covered by the nonsense of labial folds. I curled my middle finger up so that they could ride it and their peach-fuzzed puckered boyholes easily found my waiting, thick finger.
Slowly Josh pulled away, his lips that were around my cock and tongue inside my piss-slit. The two jock boys wanted to ride their "daddy's" fat middle finger. After what Josh's tight tongue had done to my piss-chute, I wanted whatever these kids wanted of me. I still needed to shoot and they had me edging so goddamn bad.
Each boy had his tightly puckered hole clenched around one of my middle fingers. I felt the soft blond hairs trail past my knuckles as they both slid up and down from fingertip to base. My two young, prince-sons leaned into their newly crowned daddy-king, as they rightfully should, and each took one of my nipples between their perfectly-straight, white teeth. My cock became electrified when Justin and Josh nipped at the tip of my pecs.
I was out of my fucking mind with these two jock studs and they weren't giving in. Justin worked another one of my fingers up his ass as he rode on, encouraging his brother to do the same.
"Stay with me bro, I'm going for a third", he called out to Josh.
I felt Josh take more of my fingers, three in all, spreading his boycrack around me as his brother did the same. Their dripping sweat and my slicked up fingers helped them along. I could feel the insides of identical twin holes loosening, closing in around me. It was wild and twisted, but I wanted them to keep going.
"Oh, god, I'm so fucked!", yelped Justin out to his brother as my thumb and last finger slipped in. "I just took an Army dude's huge fucking fist!"
Justin's sweet, stretched hole covered my wrist and I stroked his insides with my open fingers. I grasped out for his prostrate to give the boy more pleasure. Justin bucked in response each time I found it.
"His thumb is too thick", replied Josh in a hoarse whisper. "I'm almost down over it, bro, but not quite yet!"
"Here, little buddy", I added, helping him take my fist all the way. "Twist down around me as you push your little puckered hole out"
He grunted and squirmed caught by my thumb's knuckle, then suddenly shot past it down to my wrist as he gave it his full effort. He lost his breath for more than a few seconds then groaned when my hand opened up to pet his prostrate just like I was doing unforgivingly to his brother's.
God, I had let the boys' asses slip down over my thick fists! Their insides were on fire and so damn tight around me. Each took to rocking back and forth on my arms and against my wrists. Their nicely sized teen cocks bounced around uncontrollably. Their balls pulled in tightly as they each fucked back on my muscular arms.
We were all edging together; my piss-slit was overflowing now on all sides and the opening was as large as a thick hollow straw. I ached for one of the boys to go back down on it, to suck out the cum from deep down below then I'd spew my hot creamy load all over the boys and my face. Fuck, I wanted the taste of my cum. The boys were enjoying the thickness of my army fist, they were bouncing on my large hands, but weren't jacking themselves off just yet. More pre-cum flowed, down their shafts and onto their soft, blond pubes. They were so sexy and I was falling hard for them as they were for me, the three of us began making out just as before pushing our tongues in one another mouths. There was no need to say any words and I think we could have kept this up for eternity.
Overhead, came the sound of three chimes then the lights of the cabin were significantly brought up. Holy fucking shit, the breakfast service was about to begin! All three of us snapped out of our man-on-teen, son-to-daddy sexual lust but it was Josh who quickly covered himself and I with a spare blanket. Justin followed suit by removing the blanket he'd used as a makeshift tent flap, placing it over himself. The immediate crisis was solved, but we were still horny as fuck! If they'd given us 15-30 minutes we'd been done...but only probably to start all over again!
The boys skillfully eased off my thick fists and without drawing additional suspicion slipped back into their cargo shorts. I wanted to wipe the twins butt slime and sweat off my hands onto the blanket, but the boys were so horny they lapped at their own ass juices until my hands were clean.
"Let's finish this!", Justin hissed back at us. "We can use one of the restrooms."
"Hell, yes!", I quickly replied, "but boys I need my clothes!".
"Here", Josh replied. Tossing my pants, socks and underwear that he'd taken earlier, wedged between his seat and the window.
Justin had already thrown on his shirt, and was gone. Josh did the same, climbing past me after a minute had passed so we'd all not be leaving at once.
It took me a few more minutes, but not much longer as I decided to skip putting on underwear, socks and boots. I pulled my pants up, leaving the bootstrap around my cock and squeezed back into my damp, tight army tee. I was clothed and somewhat presentable as I placed the army cap back on my head. The only problem was my massively hard boner tenting out the front. I folded my buttondown shirt, and along with the rest of my clothes and boots held them in front of me as walked to the back of the plane.
No one, as far as I could tell, took any interest or caught on to the three of us horny guys. There were four restrooms in the back near the galley and all were occupied. The last one on the other side, looked slightly ajar and I knew it had to be the boys. Sure enough when I approached, Justin opened the door a bit more. I looked around to see if anyone took notice, then stepped in, shut and locked the door behind me.
Josh sat naked on the toilet with his cargo shorts already removed. He was showing off his hard teen cock and pink asshole for me to see. Fuck, like I needed any more encouragement! A bare chested Justin was at the sink facing the mirror then dropped his shorts down, putting his blond boybutt on display. Obviously, they and their little teen holes wanted to pick up where we left off.
The restroom could barely contain the three of us. I dropped the clothes that I held then unbuttoned and dropped my pants in the same heap. My dark-haired, muscular legs brushed up both boys; it was a claustrophobic, sardine can in here. Justin and Josh were fully naked, but I still wore my cap and tee. Justin took the cap off my head and put it on his backwards then pulled my sex-soaked t-shirt off over my head with a bit of help.
Josh licked and spit into my hand and all over the same fingers. He slid my hand--lubed in his spit--up and down his sweaty boycrack then slipped my middle finger inside his warm, waiting hole just as before. He slid his back down the toilet so my fingers could have access, to work inside him further. My badass baby maker stood straight up, same huge open, piss-slit and pre-cum dripping, glazing down my aching-for-release massively thick boner.
While Josh worked the fingers on my one hand, I spread open Justin's boycrack with my other, exposing his peach-fuzzed puckered hole. I used the sweat dripping down his back and ass crack for lube. I knew he could easily take three of my thick fingers. He would be on my entire wrist in just a few seconds. To my surprise, Justin had other plans, while he let me work his hole, he eventually maneuvered his crack over my throbbing dick. Hot damn, my prince of a son wanted to get fucked by his king dad!
For a moment, I caught myself, for wasn't I saving myself for Julia? I hadn't put my dick inside any chick since my wife let alone a guy! What the fuck was I thinking! Who was driving the bus...my brain or my cock?
Justin found the ends of the strap around my dick and gave them a tug. I knew very well my cock was in control as the bootstrap tightened around my balls. Any second thoughts I previously had, faded away. I was about to fuck my teen son as he led me by the balls towards his expectant hole.
"You think you can take me, little buddy", I inquired. "'cause daddy's ready for his prince son to ride his big dick", I teased.
"So I'm your prince, does that make you king?", he followed on to what I said, a bit sarcastically.
The tip of my dick stretched his ass lips. I pressed forward, sliding my big ol' daddy dick into the boy's chute. He gasped a out a little, but I was just getting started.
"That's right, little guy." I replied. "When my king-sized boner splits your ass in two, you'll know I'm king." I loved talking a little dirty to "my" boy.
Josh was whimpering at the sight of his brother and he was spread out over the toilet with one leg resting in front of Justin on the sink and his other leg straight up the wall. As my cock entered his brother, he took hold of my muscular arm and as leverage used it to drill my fingers up inside his hole. Having done this once before and now seeing my massive cock about to pound his brother's sweet hole, Josh had no problems taking my fist like a champ. I easily found his enlarged prostate with my fingers and began stroking after it.
"Are you ready for me boys?" I gave them one last warning because once I started I knew I wouldn't be able to stop.
"Fuck me daddy", the twins called out, nearly in unison.
"King me", Justin added, looking back in the mirror to me.
My hard, throbbing, massive daddy boner took control and whether this kid was ready or not, I shoved it clear up his ass. It pegged him deep and wide, more so than my hand previously and my cock was just about as thick. Justin still wore the army cap he'd taken from me, the side of his face pressed against the glass mirror, tears rolling down the sides of his cheeks. He looked like a sexy marine getting his ass drilled for the first time. And we were just getting started.
"Awwwwwww, fuck Joshy", Justin cried to his brother. "Daddy's military drill is way too big".
These kids had asked for it and I wasn't holding back now. My hand drove deep up inside Josh's hot hole, splitting him wide at my wrist and punch fucking him like it was my other cock; just as I was fucking his brother with my own. The kids started whaling so loud, the entire flight crew could have heard. I reached down with my free hand to my cum soaked army shirt and shoved part of it in Josh's mouth to get him to shut the fuck up. When his teeth bit down, I ripped the shirt in two and shoved the other half down his brother's shrieking throat. Their pathetic, muffled weeping sounds could be heard while they breathed and sucked my cum-soaked sweaty, used t-shirt. I knew how much they both loved it.
"Who's your king now?", I snarled. I could feel Justin's teen hole rip across the full length of my cock as I pounded him. He just knocked his forehead on the glass in reply.
"It's what want you wanted", I told him. Fucking him up and down the smooth mirror so hard the army cap fell off his cute head. He left a trail of drool and tears in the wake of his reflection and tried hard to hold on to his brother's bare leg for support. The dogtags around my neck, clinked between his back and my chest as I banged him harder with each gut-wrenching thrust.
I could have fucked the kids for hours on end like this with the strap at my cock holding back the cum. Josh had taken my fist up his ass so far down my dark hairy arm, I didn't see how it would ever come loose. Without need to touch his cock, Josh was the first to spray the cabin with his cum. It hit his face with a thick white blast, then he pointed his cock at his brother, spraying the mirror and catching cum on Justin's lips. I continued to fist Josh and pound Justin at the same time as Josh's hot load after hot load belted out and streamed down the glass.
I pressed my dogtags into Justin's back and we leaned in to taste his brother's hot, creamy load. I pulled my shirt from Justin's mouth for a moment and swapped puddles of his bro's sperm between us. Justin started whimpering loud again once he sucked down his brother's cum. I had to stuff my rank, torn t-shirt back in his mouth as my thick Italian sausage started raping him, splitting him deep.
Josh's toes, at the sink, found Justin's nuts and curled them around his brother's ballsac. I could feel his foot on my balls as I continued my hard, deep fuck up Justin's hot hole. My little buddy Josh didn't stop there, for he took his other foot and ran it along my ass crack. He maneuvered his toes around the dangling bootstrap then began yanking hard on the chain when he grabbed hold. Once more, my vein-popping cock pulsed larger and my balls were turning blue. Their mighty king-dad needed to shoot a massive, overdue hot load.
As I raped-fucked my little prince-son Justin, he had no choice but to rub his hard teen cock on the edge of the sink. What finally sent Justin over the edge was his brother's toes clutching around his bouncing balls, the taste of cum running down his throat, but ultimately my relentless nightstick pounding inside him. Just as he began shooting his creamy, wrestler-jock jism I pulled him over to face his twin brother. He arched his taut, strong back into my muscular torso as white glob after white glob pummelled his brother's expectant face and sprayed the walls of the airplane restroom. His lean, hairless six-pack abs contracted and heaved with each shot and I held him upright on my cock for as long as I could, my hand feeling along his convulsing washboard stomach.
With legs uncontrollably shaking, Justin, fell to his knees before his brother at the toilet. My arm, up to its elbow by now, in Josh's gaping wide ass was covered in the kid's shit and buttslime. Removing my muscular arm inch by inch, was like Josh giving birth to my outstretched appendage and I could feel his contractions from his tight asslips around it. Fuck, this kid was in labor! I knew my cock would spew its payload as I watched Josh wrap one leg around his brother and push his other foot against me trying to free his ass from my arm. As my arm slid out, Josh began force feeding Justin his shit running down my fucking arm! Seeing them in action was like taking the most raunchiest sex education workshop of all time. I wasn't into his brothers shit, but it was all part of my expanding acceptance of male bonding.
When my arm was completely free and clean from Justin's licking, I rubbed my hairy asscrack along Josh's outstretched leg. The boys grabbed a hold of my king-sized cock as I twisted the ball strap with my own bare hand. I thrust my cock towards them letting it slide between their tight teen fists meanwhile I let the ball strap get tighter and do its magic; my veins wanted to pop and my hairy blue balls were past the point of needing release. I held on to restroom wall for stabilization and inched up Josh's leg under me. His blonde fur, soft as down, felt like a big, long cock against my asshole as I moved up his leg.
They were ready for their king to cum and I was ready for them to eat my sweet load. Josh made out with Justin while they both looked up at me. Their hands tugged at my daddy king-sized baby maker and each boy parted his lips around it as my cock got up in their teen faces. Just like two fish glulping for air, their lips sucked on around my thickness and back at each other. These two were always in competition with one another and fought for my load. I wasn't going to hold back, nor did I warn them. The base of my cock began to spasm and pulse as my huge load of cum belted out of my gaping wide piss-chute. I loosened the strap around my balls for the effect of letting it open completely. My excessive cum shot and doused the twin brothers; it spilling down their cheeks as they tried to keep up. My hot creamy daddy load, filled both boys mouths and with so much left over, my cum dripped down to the toilet seat.
It took me forever to stop, but once I did, I knelt down on the dirty restroom floor to join the twins and brought their faces to mine. They fed my cum back to me and I licked their cute faces clean. My warm cum tickled my throat on the way to my stomach. Justin got down on his hands and knees and between his brother's legs began licking the toilet rim clean.
I cannot tell you why, but I was still so horny; maybe it was the idea of having sex in the airplane's restroom with a couple of hot guys, but I reluctantly told them. "Hey, we'd better get back to our seats, I'm sure we'll be landing soon."
They easily got dressed. They were back in their cargo shorts and surf printed t-shirts in no time. I needed to clean up, and put my clothes back on properly. I gave my ripped sex-soaked army tee to them as a souvenir. They seem pleased with everything we'd done, and so was I! They slapped at my ass and told me to hurry up and join them back at our seats as they left the restroom one by one.
Although I didn't have my brown army tee to wear, I had everything else I brought with me when boarding the flight. That seemed like a decade ago. The first thing I did, while sitting at the toilet, was to untie the bootlaces and put them back on my boots properly. Christ, the rest of my clothes and body smelled like I hadn't showered in months and the smell of sex oozed out of every pore. I was standing at the sink to wash up, when a hard knock came at the restroom door. Since I had told the boys to get back to their damn seats, I was getting a bit angry.
I unlocked and let the door open just a crack, but it wasn't Justin or Josh that appeared. For what came barging in was a huge fucking Arab in white robes. He forced his way in, taking me by surprise, and locked the latch securely behind him. He spun around then pushed me back, I fell but managed to catch myself. I crashed down and sat naked on the toilet.
"Are you American GI?" he asked.
"Yes, who the fuck are you?"
"I know what you've been up to, with those two kids", he spoke to me as my heart sunk. What was I in for now? He was a big, dark Arab and if I saw him in Kuwait, he'd be one motherfucker I'd avoid completely just based on his looks.
He grinned down at me and opened his robes. His big, uncut dark Arab dick was hard and was headed toward my face. It smelled unwashed and of the food they ate.
"Here Ameriki," he laughed, "suck me down nicely and I'll let you go".
"I'll bite that motherfucker off", I spat back at him.
"No, you won't, because I'll snap your neck in two.", was all he needed to say.
"You will enjoy it, or else you're dead", he added for emphasis.
He pulled his foreskin back and revealed his bulbous cockhead underneath. Christ, he was thick with Arab smega covering the underside of his dark-brown dick. He leaned over me and braced himself with his bent arm at the wall. With his other hand, he guided my head towards his open robes and my mouth onto his unwashed dick-cheesy cock. I let him slide his dark dick inside me. At first I wanted to gag, but as his scented robes enveloped me and his big o' Arab cock slide down my throat, I began to enjoy myself. I reached up under his robes and felt his hairy, dark bubble butt. He was good looking and had a tight body and nice big ass for me to hold onto. He sensed I was liking what he was doing and pulled his uncut cock back to see it re-enter my mouth again.
"Aaaawww, yeeezzz, Ameriki you suck cock well", he pulled back one more time then wiped his cock-cheese right off his dick up under the stubble that appeared at my upper lip, below my nose.
I smelled the Arab's strong scent and for some reason I felt relaxed and more horny than ever. He saw the change in my posture and in my eyes, he knew the scent of his robes and unwashed cock were intoxicating me.
The next thing I knew, he had pulled my legs up, resting my feet at his shoulders. My back was slumped down on the toilet seat with my ass facing the tip of his fat cock. He took my big toes in his mouth, sucking them both and pressed hard with his Middle Eastern cock into my white American hole. I didn't care because his scent was overwhelming to me. He popped my cherry and, for the first time in my life, I had a man's cock sliding up my pink puckered hole. He was the first one who fucked me, and he was Arab! I was thrashing around on the restroom toilet seat as he took me.
"Fuck me, you big horny Arab", was all I could say. This was all feeling a little better than it ever should. I breathed in his cock cheese scent as he pounded me like I pounded Justin earlier. My asshole was ripping but I didn't notice or care. I even pulled his bubble butt toward me; massaging his hairy asscheeks as I did. I wanted to get him off good and I wanted his cum inside me. I wanted to pass out sniffing his Middle East scent.
My feet in his mouth caused me to whimper and he liked the control he had over me.
"Take my cock" he kept saying, "There's nothing like a tight American soldier's sweet hole."
I nodded and twisted my asshole down after him. He laughed. I fell in and out of consciousness as he continued to fuck me and then I felt it. He was shooting his thick Arab cum deep in my guts. It filled me and spilled out around my tight hole down his beautiful, dark, thick, uncut Arab shaft.
When I became aware of my surroundings, he was gone. I hadn't seen him pull out or that he had left the restroom. It all happened so quickly, but I knew this: my head started to clear once his scented robes were no longer around me.
I stood up, as my body swayed in front of the restroom sink. A business card dropped from my lap to the floor. I picked it up and tried to focus on the words. It read:
"Nazeem Aysar / Taim Allah Nightclub / (phone number)"
Only three lines and the reverse was in Arabic script which I assume said the same.
Two more chimes could be heard; we were definitely landing in Honolulu soon. I wasted no time now and washed my body at the sink as best I could. I went through a stack of paper towels and a quarter of the airline's soap. I still smelled of a man that had sex multiple times, my ass was leaking of the Arab's cum, but I wouldn't trade my sexual encounters on this flight for the world.
I dressed in my ACUs and rechecked my appearance in the mirror. For all intent and purpose, I looked like any American soldier and damn good, all things considered, as I adjusted my army cap one last time. I stuffed the Arab's business card in my front shirt pocket and walked back to my seat. I passed the airline stewardess on the way and she smiled at me, but pointed to the fasten seatbelt sign above to indicate I shouldn't be up. If she only knew what had gone down during this flight, the lit indicator and her warning was nothing!
I could see the back of the boy's heads sitting in their seats as I approached our row. I became aware of a well-built, blonde gentlemen in a crisp business suit standing in the aisle talking to them. He seemed to be questioning the boys or, at the very least, exerting his dominance over them. His demeanor changed immediately when he saw me. He smiled and reached out his hand to shake mine.
"Pvt Pinetti", he stated, shaking my hand with a firm grip. "Thank you. My boys tell me you've kept them entertained throughout the whole flight."
"I...they were really no trouble.", I told him and hoped to hell I was keeping a straight face.
"Ha! I know my sons well. You're too modest to admit they're a handful.", he insisted that what I'd done was a great favor to him.
"My name is Jonathon Cooper, former US Marine and currently a US diplomat; an international negotiator of sorts.", he added.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Private Nick Pinetti, US Army", I felt that to be the only decent thing to say, but felt he knew a great deal about me already.
"Look, I know we're landing soon, so I have to get back up front to my seat with my wife. However, I have access to the diplomat's lounge in Honolulu and you're welcome to join me there. From what I gather it's been a long haul and you could make use of the facilities. No need to thank me, it will all be arranged", he turn as quickly as he said this and strode back up the aisle.
"So that's your father.", I sighed as I got back into my seat. I could see how Josh and Justin were related to him. All three had a wrestler's burly, built look about them.
"The one and only", Justin replied.
"He likes you", Josh admitted.
"Hell, we all like you", Justin added. In spite of himself, he smiled.
"What took you so long?", Josh questioned. "You missed breakfast."
"I had to get cleaned up and it took longer than I thought", I was a horrible liar and I wanted to tell them about the Arab.
"Breakfast sucked anyway", Justin stated. "I'd rather have a belly full of your cum."
I laughed at the thought of this. Of everything really. The Arab's load was deep in my guts and I had no need for breakfast.
The transparent blue waters of West Oahu could be seen as the plane dipped its wing on final approach. So this was paradise. I think on the way here, I'd already been.
To be continued...
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