It was a travel day, a Monday, and I didn't expect to be aroused. Headed to "Jersey" for a few days of meetings. For some reason though the atmosphere was charged with sexual anticipation. Upgraded to business, I was soon seated on my flight, I immediately noticed the guy in the right aisle seat one row ahead was staring across at the guy in the left window seat. It was obvious that Mr. Aisle fancied Mr, Window. As I said, I was one row behind, the last row in fact, and could see both parties. Well, Mr. Window had no interest and buried himself in his two phones, guessing one work and one personal. Soon one phone was shoved into his carry-on, likely the business phone.
Boarding was winding down and the flight attendant offered pre-departure beverages. Mr. Aisle, having been rebuffed ordered a whiskey and drowned his sorrows. As the drinks began to appear from the galley I noticed the flight attendant had a very faint but interesting visible penis line. It probably wouldn't have been noticeable except for the sole raised window shade which spotlighted the lump as he would approach Mr. Aisle's row.. Moving back and forth from the galley to the passengers allowed Mr. Aisle and I the opportunity to ogle that tantalizing, slightly raised area to the right of the uniform trousers zipper. Not a hint of corona, so I'm thinking uncircumcised.
There was a lull as we finished our beverages and this gave me a chance to observe Mr. Window. He was busy swiping and taping his phone. He had it turned so his seatmate couldn't see the screen. But I could... the cheeky guy was totally in to muscle! That explains why Mr. Aisle was rejected, LOL, not muscle. Ufortunately he noticed my attention was focused on his phone activity and put his right arm up in such a way to block my view as well.
I'm guessing here, but I think the flight attendant caught on to the crotch gazing by Mr. Aisle because he would pass more closely to the opposite side of the aisle later during the flight. It also seemed he had adjusted the position of his cock to be closer to the zipper and less noticeable.
Whether it was horny Mr. Aisle, muscle worshiper Mr. Wimdow, the VPL, or all of it, by the time we landed I had leaked enough to make my cock slide around in my pants. Luckily, since I had been seated, the wet spot was near the seam of my jeans and not noticeable as I deplaned and walked to baggage claim.
I thought I would share today's random randy travel adventure and keep these three guys fresh in my mind as I spread the fresh pre cum all over my stiff cock and blow my load in honor of the day. Here's hoping your next flight is as fun as mine!
Boarding was winding down and the flight attendant offered pre-departure beverages. Mr. Aisle, having been rebuffed ordered a whiskey and drowned his sorrows. As the drinks began to appear from the galley I noticed the flight attendant had a very faint but interesting visible penis line. It probably wouldn't have been noticeable except for the sole raised window shade which spotlighted the lump as he would approach Mr. Aisle's row.. Moving back and forth from the galley to the passengers allowed Mr. Aisle and I the opportunity to ogle that tantalizing, slightly raised area to the right of the uniform trousers zipper. Not a hint of corona, so I'm thinking uncircumcised.
There was a lull as we finished our beverages and this gave me a chance to observe Mr. Window. He was busy swiping and taping his phone. He had it turned so his seatmate couldn't see the screen. But I could... the cheeky guy was totally in to muscle! That explains why Mr. Aisle was rejected, LOL, not muscle. Ufortunately he noticed my attention was focused on his phone activity and put his right arm up in such a way to block my view as well.
I'm guessing here, but I think the flight attendant caught on to the crotch gazing by Mr. Aisle because he would pass more closely to the opposite side of the aisle later during the flight. It also seemed he had adjusted the position of his cock to be closer to the zipper and less noticeable.
Whether it was horny Mr. Aisle, muscle worshiper Mr. Wimdow, the VPL, or all of it, by the time we landed I had leaked enough to make my cock slide around in my pants. Luckily, since I had been seated, the wet spot was near the seam of my jeans and not noticeable as I deplaned and walked to baggage claim.
I thought I would share today's random randy travel adventure and keep these three guys fresh in my mind as I spread the fresh pre cum all over my stiff cock and blow my load in honor of the day. Here's hoping your next flight is as fun as mine!
