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Sucking at 30,000 Feet: A Homoerotic Journey

My heart raced as I felt the sexy connection between us. He was tall, sun-kissed, and muscular—the old cliché of how a Greek god would look, and I was powerless in front of him. He invited me to join him in first class, on a long flight to some exotic, distant destination. We were going to an unknown place, but I was more attracted to the journey that we were about to take together.

As we walked to our seats, I felt my eagerness growing exponentially. He sat in an aisle seat and I took the window seat right next to him. We had to pretend to be strangers, but the sexual tension was radiating; it was palpable. I could barely wait until the rest of the passengers were inside before I let my hands brush against his. I whispered in his ear, “Join me in the lavatory?”

He shot a dark, bold glance in my direction, and I could see the fire behind his eyes. I couldn’t believe what was happening – we were 30.000 feet in the air and a homoerotic adventure just started.

As we entered the lavatory, we embraced in a passionate kiss. That’s when all inhibitions disappeared and the wildest of fantasies became a reality…

Table of Contents

• 1. Sinking Deeper In: Pre-Flight Desires
• 2. Climbing to New Heights: Taking Flight
• 3. Lover’s Tongue: Savoring the Moment Mid-Flight
• 4. Coming Together: Altitude Ecstasies
• In Summary

1. Sinking Deeper In: Pre-Flight Desires

Takeoff

• We stepped gingerly onto the plane, our eyes stealing glances at each other as whispered hushes continued to tell of what was to come.
• The luxuriously soft blanket provided a cocoon of warmth for our ever-growing desires.
• Laughter and flirtation brought us closer together as the jet engines roared into the night sky and we found ourselves in the perfect moment.

Altitude

• As we reached cruising altitude, all inhibitions fallen away into the sea of our own pleasure.
• Our matching grey suits exploring one another in unbounded passion as if there were no other passengers.
• I heard his moans as his body responded to my hands and lips – exploring each and every curve until I could no longer contain myself.
• My tongue filled his mouth as his hands sought out and found my cock, stroking it until I exploded into a thousand pieces.

2. Climbing to New Heights: Taking Flight

The Flight:

• Everything faded away once the plane took off. The anonymity of the sky enclosed us like a subtle partner.
• His eyes locked with mine, full of intensity. I felt my heart race, my body heat up.
• This was so unlike him or me… I was scared but excited, wondering if he felt the same way.
• I opened my mouth to speak, but the look in his eyes stopped me in my track.

Going up:

• His breathing quickened as his lips touched mine. Somehow I found the courage to reciprocate. Passionate kisses that no one saw, along with playful caresses and exploratory tongues.
• The thrill of being caught was suddenly more intense than the fear of getting caught. His hands roamed my body, exploring every bit of me until I could no longer find my own limits.
• His gentleness felt like needles piercing my skin, but instead of pain, I experienced pleasure so potent that I almost forgot the plane or the other passengers around us.
• As the engine hummed, the two of us managed to reach heights none of us could have anticipated.

3. Lover’s Tongue: Savoring the Moment Mid-Flight

Satisfying our Mid-Flight Cravings:
I could never forget that gusty night. The two of us on a trans-continental flight, soaring above the clouds and away from the rest of the world. Tired after a long day, I dozed off, and didn’t awaken during our turbulent climb. When I cracked my eyes open, I noticed a silhouette had taken the seat next to me. That’s when the sparks of electricity ignited, and I could feel the connection between us spark , even from several feet of altitude.

His presence was electrifying, and though we scarcely said a word, I knew right away that something was happening between us. The miles drew closer and we became closer, every minute passing quicker than the air outside out cabin window. I found myself drawn to him, and could sense he was feeling the exact same way. We rose above idle chit-chat and exchanged no further words until I mustered the courage to move in. Our eyes locked and things seemed to slow down to a stop, as I slowly opened my mouth and tasted his. Our tongues grazed each others as we savored every second of the forbidden pleasure. As sweet and arousing as it was, I wished for more. Without breaking for a second, I embraced him closer, taking every inch he had to offer. He muffled into my neck and our lips never parted until it was time to touch down.

Hours later, the two of us lay in my bed, exchanging stories but still harboring the chemistry we felt while thirty-thousand feet above. In every kiss, in every caress, I feel the gravity of our experience that we shared in the air. I knew then and I know now, that those moments were unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.

4. Coming Together: Altitude Ecstasies

He stepped into the restroom on the plane and the scent of desire filled his senses. His heart raced as he saw the stranger, who was tall and muscular, standing at the other side of the room. His eyes said it all and he knew that here was an invitation for a one time ecstasy. His hands shake in anticipation as the stranger circled him and stood behind him, blow softly by blow exploring his curves and curves, almost as if they had been carved by the gods.

• The Touch: Eyes locking in a wave of desire, his lips soften and the rider on the plane melts in awed anticipation as the stranger’s hands explore his body, finding their way around his narrow waist and then hips, following the path of his spine and lightly caressing the outlines of his chest.
• The Kiss: His neck aching in need, the rider turns his head, allowing their mouths to meet in a passionate kiss that part way across the Atlantic. Lips softening inulo a flurry of passion. Tongues dancing in a hall of flames.

The stranger’s hands journey further down, slowly unraveling each corner of pleasure until they reach the most sensitive of places. His breathing stops as the stranger delicately cups his jewels, pushing deeper and further. In an instant a shockwave of pleasure courses his body. His thighs tighten and his toes curl. A second wave is followed moments later. His lips part and his heart races as the sensation peaks. He is stunned the rising of an ecstatic energy. No words, only the sound of two bodies coming together in raging orgasm as the planeة soars through the night sky. Two strangers united in pleasure at 30,000 feet.

In Summary

I never expected to have such a wild sexual experience at 30,000 feet, much less one so deeply steeped with homoerotic love and intense pleasure. The air in the sky bared witness to my sensuous and explosive orgasmic delight, and I wouldn’t want to experience it any other way. Nothing on this earth could have made me feel as charged with passionate pleasure as one can feel in the arms of another’s love and affection while soaring in the star-studded sky – the ultimate way to ride high and beyond all realms of combined sexual pleasure, it seemed. And now, all I ask you, my fellow brethren, is that you never forget to take chances, explore your boundaries and keep enjoying the pleasures of sexual passion with an open gay heart – no matter where in the world you may find yourself!