Chapter 10: Most Sensual Distraction

Chapter Ten: Most Sensual Distraction
Arnold's POV
One of the last passengers to board was a handsome, well-dressed man in his early thirties. He walked past my row, looking at me carefully as he went by. An instant later, he returned and settled into the seat beside me. I thought that was unusual, since the aisle seat and all three seats on the other side of our row were vacant.
"How are you doing tonight?" he asked, smiling.
I'd already turned on the overhead light and opened my book. "Just fine," I answered. I smiled briefly at him, then turned my attention back to the medical book I am reading before attending the conference.
I'm sort of shy anyway and that night I am depressed and frustrated about this cocky footballer and not really in the mood for conversation.
My uncommunicative nature to strangers didn't deter him. Soon we were talking as if we were old friends. His name is Ashoton or is it Asher ? and he was a traveling representative for a big financial services company. He sold mutual funds and other investment
"instruments," as he called them. I told him that I'm on my way to attend a medical conference.
Half an hour before we were due to land in Austin, Ashton casually put his knee against mine. I moved away without really thinking about it. A couple minutes later, he moved so our knees were touching again. I reflexively started to move away, then stopped myself.
"Is this a pass?" I wondered.
I smiled and pressed my knee against his, I mean it is not a sif I am in some kind of relationship or anything. He responded by increasing the pressure.
We continued making small talk. A little later, Ashton casually placed his hand on my thigh. I glanced down when he made contact, but I didn't move.
"Do you have any plans for tonight?" Ashton asked as the plane swung onto its final approach.
"Nothing special," I answered. "I was just going to go to my hotel and relax before the conference starts tomorrow"
I was trying to work up the nerve to invite Ashton to come home with me when he asked,
"Do you have a car?"
"Yeah, but it's at my apartment," I replied.
"It was cheaper to take trains and I miss the countryside that's why I didn't go to the airport."
"I'm going to rent a car," Ashton said.
"Would you like me to give you a ride?"
"Sure, that would be great," I answered.
"I can buy you a drink . . . or something."it's only polite since he is offering to help.
When we were in the car driving to my place, Ashton was more direct.
"I need to know something for sure. Are you gay?" he asked.
"I like sleeping with women,"he said
"but I really like having sex with guys, too. I guess that makes me bi."
"Then this might just be a one time thing, I'm completely gay"
"That's good enough," Ashton said. "Would you like to do something with me?"
"Sure," I said. My cock was stiffening at the thought.
"Good. Touch me," Ashton commanded. I put my hand on his thigh and he immediately moved it to his groin. I could feel his cock straining against the fabric of his slacks. As he reached for me, I opened my legs to make my crotch more accessible. We fondled each other as we drove on through the night.
At my apartment, Ashton started kissing me as soon as I'd closed the door and dropped my suitcase of my hotel room. I opened my mouth as soon as his lips touched mine and our tongues lashed each other. Ashton gripped my buttocks and pulled my body against his. Our crotches were pressed together and I could feel his cock throbbing through the fabric of our trousers.
We kissed for a long time, still standing in the hall. Finally, Ashton pulled free and sank to his knees.
"I'm going to suck your dick," he announced as he unzipped my blue jeans.
"No underwear. Good!" he exclaimed as reached into my pants through the open fly and extracted my cock and balls. My member instantly snapped to full erection.
"You're even bigger than I thought," Ashton remarked as he took me in his mouth.
I leaned back against the wall, almost overcome by the sensations of pleasure Ashton's mouth was generating. He caressed, licked and sucked my cock and balls, rapidly lifting me toward orgasm. Almost involuntarily, I started moving my pelvis. Ashton gasped with excitement as I fucked his face, slowly at first but rapidly increasing my speed.
"Oh God!" I gasped. "I'm going to . . ." Waves of cum exploded from my swollen pecker, flooding Ashton's mouth. He gulped frantically, trying to swallow all my hot juice. When I was spent, a wave of dizziness swept over me and I gripped Ashton's shoulders to keep from falling. That passed in a few seconds. Ashton was gazing up at me.
My cock was still in his mouth and a thin line of cum was dripping down his chin. I pulled him to his feet, licked the juice off his chin and kissed him. The taste of my own semen was almost overpowering.
"Let's go into the bedroom," I said, turning round to notice we were still in the living room of the ensuite.
"I want to see you now." A minute later, we were undressed and Ashton was lying on the bed with me kneeling between his spread legs. Pre-cum started leaking from his dick-head as soon as I began sucking him. I love the taste and feel of a man's cock. Within seconds, it was hard again.
"That feels great," Ashton said a few minutes later, "but I'd really like you to fuck me. Would that be OK?"
"Sure," I answered. "Just a second." I jumped up and got a jar of Vaseline from my suitcase. Don't ask me why I have this, I am a doctor and move around with essentials and a new towel from the bathroom.
Conditioned by my times having sex with my ex and all, I started kissing Ashton and sucking his nipples.
"I'm ready," he said impatiently. "Fuck me now. Hard! And in that instant the flash of cocky football player came to my head making me go harder.