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Business Traveler

During my forty-three year career in telecommunications, I had a twelve year period when I traveled extensively in the USA and Canada. I was based in Raleigh, North Carolina, but traveled regularly to Dallas, Chicago, Minneapolis, and across Canada for a very large telecommunications company. It was on one of my trips that I got introduced to man-on-man sex. I was on a flight from Raleigh to Vancouver, British Columbia, and struck up a conversation with a nice looking middle-aged man in the seat next to me. For the first hour or so, the conversation was very normal. We talked about our jobs and traveling, but suddenly my seatmate mentioned that he and his wife were swingers and both were bisexual swingers. I was a bit taken back by this, but tried hard not to show it. As the conversation continued, he asked if my wife and I had any similar experiences. I don’t know why, but I told him we had not, although my wife had several affairs during our twenty year marriage. “She has had several affairs, and you have not?” he asked. “Yes,” I admitted. “Have you ever considered having an affair?” he asked. “I have thought of it many times, but never acted upon it. I’m not very forceful or brave, and have never had the courage to try,” I said. I was shocked when I felt his hand on my knee. I froze and did not move. He continued to talk as if nothing was happening, but his hand began traveling up my knee toward my crotch. I had never entertained having contact with a man before, but I ...

... was beginning to tremble as his hand got closer to my cock, which had begun to harden. “Relax,” he said, as he could feel me tremble and begin to shake. “I don’t bite, at least not at first,” he said. Then his hand came in contact with my hard cock, and I shuddered. Never had I experienced anything like this, and I sensed he knew he had a man-on-man sex virgin, as he began to massage my cock. As his massaging continued, my cock got harder and I could sense that I was close to orgasm. Here I was on an airplane at 35,000 feet, sitting next to a virtual stranger who was massaging my cock through my pants, and I was close to cumming. If someone had pitched such a scenario to me, I would never have believed it. Then my orgasm hit me and I stifled a moan, my eyes closed. I had cum in my underwear. I opened my eyes and made eye contact with a stewardess passing by. The stewardess had a big grin from ear to ear. Oh my god, I thought, did she know what had just happened? She must have. I was mortified. “You must have enjoyed that,” my seatmate said. I looked at him, and like the stewardess he had a big grin from ear to ear. “You came very hard and fast. So fast that even I was surprised,” he said. “Where are you staying in Vancouver?" he asked. I stammered out, “The Embassy Suites, downtown.” “Great,” he said, “I’m staying there too. I would like to invite you to dinner in my suite. We can order room service and get better acquainted,” he said. Later, as we were checking in at the ...