Zak Makes The Right Flight Connection

?Hurry up, Zak, you will be late for your flight,? said Kristen.I had a 5:00 PM flight to San Diego for a newspaper convention. This was an opportunity for networking. I was rushing to get out of the house.We were quiet on the drive to the airport and Kristen was busy sending text messages.?You enjoy the trip and have fun and no fooling around with the ladies. Now, if an interesting man comes your way then I do not mind. You call me every night before bed,? said Kristen.?I will be sure to call you. The same applies to you. No men but pretty women are fine.?I pulled up to the curb and we both got out. Kristen walked around to the driver?s side and we hugged and kissed and said our goodbyes. I grabbed my bag and walked towards the skycap.I glanced back and saw Kristen with her head down as she was reading a note, ?I love you.?I arrived at the gate just in time for boarding. I had a window seat with more legroom. The first-class section was not full. I settled in and another passenger sat down next to me. I was hoping he was not a talker. I had my latest James Patterson to read, Texas Ranger.Once we were in the air, I turned to face the guy istanbul travesti to introduce myself.?Hello, my name is Zak.??Glad to meet you, Zak, my name is Raul,? he replied.?Are you going for business or pleasure to San Diego?? said Raul.?This is for business.??I am going to let you get back to your book because I know how Patterson can pull you into a story and you do not want to stop. I am a big fan as well,? said Raul.?If you don?t mind me asking is that Aqua di Selva cologne I smell???Yes, you have a keen sense of smell,? said Raul.?I bought my first bottle at John Wanamaker in Philadelphia when I was in high school. Now I have to mail order.?We lifted off and Raul was beginning to doze off. He was handsome with short black hair and clean-shaven and there was something about the way he looked at me. I did not let my mind wander.The temperature in the cabin was cool and I had a blanket over me. I felt something against my leg. Raul?s leg had was pressing against mine and I did not think anything about it.?I was getting tired and I closed my book to get some sleep. I was falling off when I felt Raul?s hand under the travesti istanbul blanket and on my knee. I was caught off guard and did not know what to do.I decided not to say anything, to see how far Raul was going to take this. Kristen did say guys were okay.It did not take long for me to figure out where this was leading as his hand was moving up my thigh.I was going to help by undoing my belt and unzipping my pants. I was feeling naughty.In the next few minutes, I felt his smooth fingers come in contact with my dick and it felt good.His fingers were massaging my balls gently and he started stroking and the excitement was building. The thrill of where we were was making this interesting. If we did get caught what a headline.There is a different feeling when another hand holds my dick. The sexual feeling goes to another level.Raul took a firm grip and was slowly stroking up and down. My dick was getting hard. I knew I could not make any noise. I wanted to scream so bad.I could feel Raul massaging my lubricant over my head. I wished that he could suck me off but that was pushing it.Out of instinct, I was trying to move my istanbul travestileri hips without being noticed. The cabin lights were off, and we had darkness.His stroking was turning out to be torture. I had had to keep quiet, but I was screaming inside my head, damn it was feeling good. I was thinking was he going to make me cum?I had managed to push my pants down to give Raul better access. He had a good grip on my dick. I could not figure out how he could be so calm. It felt like we had been at it for hours but who was keeping time. My only thought was shooting my cum somewhere.We hit some turbulence which caused Raul?s hand to slip off my dick. The pilot came across. It did not last long.Raul could tell by the way I was moving that I was near my breaking point. I was trying to fuck his hand. His strokes were slow, and he gripped tighter in between the strokes. He was teasing me.?Oh Raul, you have to make me cum. Yes! Please! I have to cum!?I was trying to talk as low as I could, but I did not get any reaction.I tensed up my cheeks and I had a tight grip on the armrest and in a split- second Raul had my dick buried in his mouth as I started to squirt two hard steams of hot cum. I was focused on cumming without making a sound.Raul had sucked the last drop out of my dick and sat back up. He still had not said a word. There was no one moving, he leaned over to kiss me, and we shared my sweetness.