My first totally gay experience

It was my first trip overseas, I was on a flight from Atlanta to Frankfurt, had a window seat in Coach. A man sat beside me, he said he sold small pumps, primarily for agriculture. Solar powered. We went into a long period of silence while we went through the flight check and take off. They served dinner pretty soon after take off and we exchanged a few words. He put on his 'eye mask' right after dinner and he was soon snoring, loudly.

I read, I tried to sleep, but his snoring bothered me. I was 'trapped' and I didn't like that. When his hand 'fell' on my lap I gingerly lifted it back onto the arm rest. But his hand fell again on my lap, a great big hand. His hand grabbed the inside of my thigh and then grabbed my crotch, and slowly massaged me. I started to get an erection.

The plane was quiet, people were sleeping, the lights were off. From time to time the flight attendant walked by. I held my hands over his hand while he massaged my now erect member. I couldn't help it, I came in my pants and he turned on bent over and kissed me on the cheek.

I was trapped and couldn't escape. He was breathing against me, he held my face and kissed me again on the cheek. His hand went back onto my wet pants and he smiled. With one turn of my face he kissed my lips. He held onto my crotch, the plane silent, crossing the Atlantic.

In Frankfurt in the line waiting for passport control he grabbed my ass with his hand, he leaned forward and told me he was staying downtown at the hotel xxx and I should stay there. I told him my hotel was booked by the company. Alright if I insisted he would change hotels. Through the time we were in line, he stayed very close behind me, his belly against me, his hand rubbing my butt from time to time, his voice over my shoulder asking me questions, how long was I going to be in Frankfurt.

At the hotel he waited for me to get my room before following me and telling me that he was glad I he could be my roommate. The room was standard with two queen beds and he said he would take the one by the window, and I could sleep on the other bed. Before I could gather my thoughts he had thrown open his bag and had taken off his shoes and told me it was time for our shower.

I didn't like being kissed, but he kissed me in the shower, while he held my dick in his hand, before bending down to kiss it and suck it. He was a 'kisser', after the shower, still wet, laying back on a towel he kissed me and kissed me and kissed me, my mouth my nipples my dick. He told me he was 'oral'. But that didn't mean that he wasn't ready and for me to turn over.

He was ready, his hard dick against my butt, he pushed a pillow under my hips and he fucked me like that. At first he had to shove to get it in but then he fucked me slowly, slowly until he came. He left me on the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up, and threw me a hand towel to 'wipe my butt'. For three days in Frankfurt he was my roommate, for three days he kissed me and fucked me. For three days he sucked my dick and I sucked his dick. For three days I ate breakfast and had dinner with him. For three days I was his toy boy.

Three days of being used. It was hard really having to pack to go back to the airport. I checked out and he followed, he said he was going on to Milan before returning to Ohio. He kissed me on the drop off at the airport, a long kiss on the lips in front of everybody. I was a 'good boy' he told me, he enjoyed meeting me.

As the cab pulled away with him headed for his domestic flight, I stood for a long time before getting up the never to go check in at the counter.

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