Next time this happens try a quick scratch on your leg. Maybe your knuckles will lightly brush his leg. If he keeps his leg there and/or does the same, you’re onto something ;-)
Whoa, whats Mr. Thick thighs hiding with his hand ?
There are many reasons flying is stressful but two things make it worth it for me.
1) seeing a lot of eye candy throughout the airport (e.g., suit daddies, college guys in gray sweats or basketball shorts)
2) a decent or attractive guy man spreading next to me
Unless I am traveling to somewhere cold, I alway wear shorts and have been lucky to have a few dudes touch legs for hours on the flight.
1) seeing a lot of eye candy throughout the airport (e.g., suit daddies, college guys in gray sweats or basketball shorts)
2) a decent or attractive guy man spreading next to me
Unless I am traveling to somewhere cold, I alway wear shorts and have been lucky to have a few dudes touch legs for hours on the flight.
I enjoy the touching legs as well bro
Fuck this is hot. Imagine the heat from the dudes leg
Bro, I’d nut up if I say next to you like this. Lavatory, somehow, on my knees waiting for you.
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I once had this happen to me on a flight back from Hawaii. I was in the aisle seat and there was a middle aged gay couple sitting next to me. This was a good 15 years ago. I had on a tight pair of jeans which really shoes off my package. The guy sitting next to me kept staring at it and I saw them both look at my dick and smile. In the middle of the long flight I had fallen asleep and woke with a raging hard on, which must have been visible. I was so hornet I put the blanket over my pal and started stoking. The guy next to me must have been aware I was jacking off under the blanket, but never made a move - probably because his partner was there. I came and even wiped up my cum with a napkin. It was hot jacking knowing I was being watched.
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That dude is an operator. He specifically wears those kinds of shorts so he can freeball, touch legs, jerk off, get/give handjobs in flight. He does it cuz it works: he's gotten lucky many many times!
I've been lucky enough to have multiple airplane encounters (and train ones too)...my favorite was when I was coming back from Nicaragua. My female friend and I were seated with her by the window and me in the middle seat. This woman was by the row but she wanted to sit by her sister in the back. This studly latino guy was seated there and offered to switch with her. He had one of those tank tops on where I could see his great pecs and six-pack through the sides. He also had these jeans that were basically painted on.
The flight takes off and such and my friend gets up to go to the bathroom. So we let her by and there's a little line she's standing on. As we sit back down the guy to my right gives me a big smile, which I return. Then I look down and he's got this HUGE thick cock outline in his jeans. I look at it and keep smiling. He starts running his hands over it. And then grabs my hand and puts it on his cock. Then pulls his jeans a bit forward so I can see the head creeping out.
Then he reaches over into my crotch and starts massaging me through my pants. We're both doing this for a minute or two. Then my friend comes back and we go back to being innocent. I got up to go the bathroom kinda hoping he might follow me but alas it just went back to things as they had been. I think he thought she was my girlfriend and he got some while she was distracted. Not the case but if it turned him on, so be it! lol
The flight takes off and such and my friend gets up to go to the bathroom. So we let her by and there's a little line she's standing on. As we sit back down the guy to my right gives me a big smile, which I return. Then I look down and he's got this HUGE thick cock outline in his jeans. I look at it and keep smiling. He starts running his hands over it. And then grabs my hand and puts it on his cock. Then pulls his jeans a bit forward so I can see the head creeping out.
Then he reaches over into my crotch and starts massaging me through my pants. We're both doing this for a minute or two. Then my friend comes back and we go back to being innocent. I got up to go the bathroom kinda hoping he might follow me but alas it just went back to things as they had been. I think he thought she was my girlfriend and he got some while she was distracted. Not the case but if it turned him on, so be it! lol
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I had something happen on flight long time ago. Was sitting in back of plane in middle seat, another guy was next to window, flight was full. we said hey and made small talk, as we took off he said I hope you don’t mind but I want take my shoes off, I said it’s cool, I’m doing the same. It was dark out and late. I had on white tube socks, clean and he had on black dress socks. After a few minutes our feet touched on the floor, my left foot and his right. He never moved, neither did I.Did not think about it but we spent most of flight with our feet touching.
I've just flown AA from JFK to LHR lastnight on my own in an aisle seat. A couple who were probably around 30 had their seats in my row. She said by the window and he sat in the middle, quite a tall guy so had man spread into me, I had a bag and coat under the seat in front so I had my feet spread on the floor too, my right knee knocked into his left knee by accident and he moved it more out of courtesy because of him being in my space. However, after the food service and the lights turned off for the overnight flight and people to sleep, I sat a bit further right on my seat, our legs were touching for most of the rest of the flight, I kept feeling him push back and occasionally he would move it away from me but would always rest it back on me. Our shoulders and arms were touching as the arm rest was up and I kept pretending to fall asleep as if I was resting on his arm. It was a tad awkward when lights came on & breakfast was served but I kept every so often pretend to stretch & move my leg to rub against his all the way until the flight landed. I wanted to rest my head on his shoulder so bad "by accident" just to see his reaction to it.
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This is going to be hard to believe, but it is 100% true.
I was taking a brutal redeye from NY to LA with a stop in Chicago. I was late and managed to grab my seat just as the doors closed. I got an aisle seat and was next to a young, college-aged guy. Looked about 18. He was handsome and clean cut. He had the window. As soon as I sat, our knees touched. I adjusted, but they kept touching accidentally as we both got settled. Neither of us said a word. Before we even took off, we each grabbed a blanket - the plane was freezing. Our thighs touched again... and this time we didn't move. They stayed together, pressed into one another. We both were wearing long pants, it was winter. He moved his arm toward me. Our forearms touched. We didn't move. As the plane took off, we grasped hands, our fingers intertwined. It blew my mind. We said nothing, but instinctively, something took over. It was intense. As the flight continued, we realized we were both going to do something with the other. The flight attendants did their thing and we continued to cover ourselves and for the two hours that the plane was dark and everyone was asleep, we blew each other and stroked our hard cocks under the blankets. I know it is hard to believe but literally NO ONE was awake. And the flight attendants were at the back of the plane. Only once in a while did they go down the aisle checking on things and we were always aware. This young guy had an enormous penis. It was 7-8 inches for sure. And fully hard. Like me, he leaked a ton of precum and we slurped it all up off of each other's shafts. We ended up making out and stroking. Turns out he was a student at Belmont University in Nashville studying music. Neither of us came. We were waiting to land in Chicago and hook up in a men's room. I think we were worried about getting semen all over the plane! LOL. Anyway, we landed and talked a bit. Introduced ourselves. He was so fucking hot. When we finally got to the Chicago terminal, he had to rush to catch a plane, so we never could finish. I ended up going into the men's room and stroking. It tooks like six strokes for me to shoot ropes that hit the wall. If I could live one night over again in my life, this might be the one.
I was taking a brutal redeye from NY to LA with a stop in Chicago. I was late and managed to grab my seat just as the doors closed. I got an aisle seat and was next to a young, college-aged guy. Looked about 18. He was handsome and clean cut. He had the window. As soon as I sat, our knees touched. I adjusted, but they kept touching accidentally as we both got settled. Neither of us said a word. Before we even took off, we each grabbed a blanket - the plane was freezing. Our thighs touched again... and this time we didn't move. They stayed together, pressed into one another. We both were wearing long pants, it was winter. He moved his arm toward me. Our forearms touched. We didn't move. As the plane took off, we grasped hands, our fingers intertwined. It blew my mind. We said nothing, but instinctively, something took over. It was intense. As the flight continued, we realized we were both going to do something with the other. The flight attendants did their thing and we continued to cover ourselves and for the two hours that the plane was dark and everyone was asleep, we blew each other and stroked our hard cocks under the blankets. I know it is hard to believe but literally NO ONE was awake. And the flight attendants were at the back of the plane. Only once in a while did they go down the aisle checking on things and we were always aware. This young guy had an enormous penis. It was 7-8 inches for sure. And fully hard. Like me, he leaked a ton of precum and we slurped it all up off of each other's shafts. We ended up making out and stroking. Turns out he was a student at Belmont University in Nashville studying music. Neither of us came. We were waiting to land in Chicago and hook up in a men's room. I think we were worried about getting semen all over the plane! LOL. Anyway, we landed and talked a bit. Introduced ourselves. He was so fucking hot. When we finally got to the Chicago terminal, he had to rush to catch a plane, so we never could finish. I ended up going into the men's room and stroking. It tooks like six strokes for me to shoot ropes that hit the wall. If I could live one night over again in my life, this might be the one.
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Happened to me more than a couple times since I was a horny teenager. This particular one was unforgettable. I was seated next to a guy in the middle seat, and next to him, in the isle seat was, I guessed, his girlfriend, hence the cutesie endearments. I was at the left window, obviously. I think we were both college age. We wore the same style, short shorts, a baggy tshirt and Nikes. I was wearing a cap, he wasn't. There were mostly young people within the 3 meter radius of the 737 cabin. They all could be, from the same school heading to Cancun. And yes, our legs were touching because of the backpack in between my legs. At first, I was nonchalant. Nothing on my mind. I was preoccupied watching other planes outside since I'm a bit of an aviation fan boy. Here comes takeoff... Thanking the G-forces for breaking the ice, the sudden forward thrust pushed us further into the back rest creating even more pressure between our thighs. That's when I noticed him...