At least they had better seats than others in this plane. They were seated behind the exit towards the rear of the jet, so the row in front of them had no seats and then there was the lavatory. So they could stretch out their legs. The sunlight from the window next to Donnie was falling on and illuminating the little hairs on Donnie’s arm. How pretty they were. When they met at the
Both the jacket and shirt were open so that Mr. Butterfly could see Donnie’s well developed chest. He looked completely edible in the ensemble. Mr. Butterfly’s heartbeat quickened and he almost swooned. He couldn’t wait to go anywhere with Donnie and the thought that they were going to
But now, 20 hours later, he felt terrible. His muscles were cramping and he had had the worst dream ever when he had managed to doze off for a moment. Of course the dream was about Donnie and they were at work in the dream.
In the dream, the young explorer was walking back to his cubicle well after hours. When he got there, Donnie was on his desk, in his naked glory, all smooth lines and muscles. He said to the young explorer “Come on in. You know you want me. Come on over here and touch me.” Then Donnie began moving seductively for him. He began stretching out his legs one by one, flexing those muscles and wiggling his toes. Who would have thought that could be so seductive? Then he stroked his own arms and flexed them a bit. He did a crunch or two on the desk and afterwards tilted his head back. Then he turned to face the young explorer and his full package and neatly trimmed bush could be seen as he sat naked on the desk. “Come here and give us a kiss, shy boy.”, he said as he smiled and showed his pearly white teeth. The young explorer could not resist and walked slowly forward into the kiss.
Donnie placed his hands on the young explorer’s shoulders and they kissed long and deep. The young explorer stroked Donnie’s shoulders and then moved down to his ample chest, tweaking his nipples as he passed them. He brushed Donnie’s arms. Already the young explorer was erect, hard as rock to be more precise. Next thing he knew, he was naked too. Dreams are like that sometimes. “What do you want me to do to you?”, whispered Donnie into the young explorer’s ear.
“Fuck me please.”, answered the young explorer eagerly. So Donnie got off the desk and the young explorer bent over it to get ready to be fucked. He felt Donnie put his hands on his hips and the young explorer parted his own butt cheeks and said “Yeah man, fuck me now!” Suddenly, Donnie had vanished.
“Mr. Butterfly! Please explain your behavior!”, yelled Dr. Gutekunde. The young explorer turned and his cubicle was filled with office staff and an angry Dr. Gutekunde. There he was completely naked standing bent over his desk spreading his ass cheeks in front of the whole office staff. Of course they were appalled and some were laughing.
That was when he woke up with a start. What a horrible dream! He was so glad to wake up from that one. But, he woke up with a woody and had to cover himself for the short walk to the airplane lavatory to rub one out.
He felt sheepish now as he recalled it. How could he ever look at Donnie the same way? He glanced over again at the angelic sleeping Donnie who now had his own woody. Mr. Butterfly rolled his eyes and threw an airline blanket over Donnie’s crotch to hide the errant erection. I just hope he is dreaming of me, thought Mr. Butterfly. Fat chance of that, was the ready retort thought.
Eventually they landed without incident at the Melbourne Airport.
* * *
I rolled over and was so warm and comfortable next to Pete. My pussy was sore from all of our fucking but I was so satisfied. He breathed regularly and was still asleep. I sighed deeply and remembered what had transpired since he walked into my place last night.
I insisted that he let me blow him first. He gave in to that request pretty easily. We both stripped and went to my bedroom, kissing the whole way there. I kissed my way down to his cock which was already at full mast and ready for anything. What a beautiful piece of meat it was! I did my best with the blow job that I could and had him moaning and groaning with pleasure, and then I slipped a finger into his ass. His moaning got louder and deeper. I throated him but since he was pretty large, it was difficult. I have suppressed my gag reflex, and now I only tear when throating, which I cannot stop. So it looks like I am crying, but it is just a reflex.
Suddenly, he motioned for me to stop. “Hey hon, you’d better stop, unless you want me to come this way. You’re a bit too good at this.” He wiped the tears from my face.
“Go for it Pete! Enjoy yourself!”
“Are you sure?” I just nodded as put my mouth back on his dick and looked up at him with smiling eyes and shoved my finger back up his ass.
“Ohhhhh!”, he moaned, as I continued. He began to writhe and in no time he was spasming with his release. I tried to swallow it all, but some leaked out of my mouth. When he was done, he lifted me up with him on the bed. “Give me a moment to recover and I will make it up to you.”, he said tenderly. Then we kissed again. He licked the rest of his cum off of my face and some of my tears as well.
We must have dozed off because the next thing I remember was him mounting me. “No Pete, roll over.” He did and I got on top of him. I had wanted to ride him for the longest time and now was my chance. His eyes shone with excitement as I got on top of him. I put his condom covered erection inside of me and it filled me right up. I smiled at him and he smiled back. I moved just a bit and he moaned. I laughed at that. I was in control, or in the driver’s seat. So I began posting as if I were on a horse. Ride ‘em cowboy! Ye ha! His face was lost in ecstasy in no time at all. It felt pretty good to me as well. As I kept at it, I began to lose my concentration too. I got a bit too into it and couldn’t keep up my pace as I got close to my first orgasm. I had to rely on his “help” with my rhythm.
He was so strong, he held onto my hips and lifted me up and down as was needed to keep up the pace of our fucking so that I could climax. I lost all control of my body when I came and fell across his chest whimpering, but I rallied and got up and continued fucking him afterwards. What a trooper I am! But he had something else in mind. We separated and moved to standing. He wanted me up against a wall. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist he grabbed my hips and fucked me up against a wall. What a stud! I came repeatedly; it was so hot. He grunted and groaned as he fucked me. I love it when my lovers make noise; it is such a turn on. Then he plunged his tongue into my mouth and with a final powerful thrust of his cock came into the condom. Then he gently stroked his cum into me with his pelvis. We stayed linked like that for a few moments before we turned it into just a standing hug.
We screwed a couple more times last night. That is why my pussy was so sore. But it was great! Pete began to stir and wake. “Morning hon! How are you doin’?”
“I am okay. How are you Sweetheart?”
We hugged and he kissed me. He grabbed my breast and my ass and gave them a squeeze too. I giggled. He smiled.
“So have you decided what you are going to do with your time off from work?”, he asked.
“I thought we could just stay here and fuck for weeks on end.”
He just laughed. “No seriously. Isn’t there anything you have ever dreamt of doing but never have?” I gave that some thought. “Let me make a dream come true for you.”
“I have always wanted to swim with whale sharks and never have.”
“Great! Consider it done. I’ll book us a trip to