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I could hold back no longer and erupted into frenzied, deep, deep
wild spasms pumping and pumping what seemed like gallons of my juice
as deep into him as I could. As I felt my ejaculation erupting I
pumped at his rod. He shuddered and bucked and his internal muscles
rippled along me forcing out the last small jerks of spunk. We sub-
sided against each other quite breathless and trying not to pant loud
enough to attract attention. Our fuck had only taken ten minutes; I
glanced nervously over my shoulder and saw a steward’s head rapidly
disappear behind the galley curtain. Had he realised what we were up
to? No way of telling, but judging from the slightly awe-struck look
he gave us later, I suspected he had guessed! I wondered how often the
back seat of this cabin was consummated by new members of the “Six
Mile High” club and whether aircrew ever join this club for fun
(considering they have many more opportunities than even us frequent
business travellers). So thinking, I dozed off still clutching Lars
tight in my arms, my deflating cock lying stickily against his leg.

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He sighed and shuddered and his hips moved gently and rhythmi-
cally. The need to copulate quietly to avoid attracting attention was
not forgotten, despite our extreme passion. This need forced us to
perform using hard pressure and firm small movements; he thrust hard
against my equal and opposite series of nudges. My instincts desper-
ately wanted me to pump every last drop of my spunk into him as
quickly and violently as possible, but my intellect made me want to
prolong this ecstasy. The discipline of doing it slowly and quietly,
so as not to attract attention, made it easier to prolong the excruci-
ating pleasure without climaxing. Curiously I have always found that
the longer and steamier the foreplay the better I can hold on until
the crucial moment of a mutual climax. I was able to relax and savour
the exquisite pleasure of being coupled with my beautiful fellow trav-
eller. I forced my left hand between his waist and the seat until my
it could reach past his bush and grip his throbbing cock jutting out
like a red hot poker which I correctly guessed would fire his climax.
We were now locked together and so overcome with desperate excitement
that at that moment neither of us would have cared if all the passen-
gers and crew were watching, although we kept straining against each
other and moving slowly with great force to avoid attracting unwelcome
attention. I could feel his muscles pulling and rippling at my strain-
ing hunk of meat that I cruelly rammed into him with as much force as
I could manage. He had superb muscular co-ordination and was able to
achieve what few boys I have coupled with can do, to give a feeling of
sucking me into him with muscular ripples of his anal ring.

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Lars unzipped his jeans and wriggled out of them, still under the
blankets. “Please..” he moaned – “please..” – I felt the same way. he
turned to face away from me, and firmly pressed his shapely bum
against my left thigh. Making sure the blanket was covering us well, I
twisted around until my throbbing tool was pressed up against the val-
ley between his buns; it was a similar position as if he was sitting
on my lap. I could probe his arse with my dick. He arched his back and
raised his right thigh and firmly holding the end of my pulsing penis,
he guided it into the mouth of his soft hole. I pushed hard so my cock
slid smoothly into his firm warm tunnel. I cupped both his breasts
with my hands and pulled him hard against me to penetrate as deep as
possible.

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His nipples strained against the thin material of his shirt. I un-
did his shirt to expose his chest under the blanket. I was then able
to lay across him and greedily suck the entire nipple of his left
breast into my mouth, with my head under the blanket in raunchily
smelling warm darkness. I tickled the nipple with the end of my
tongue, an action I have found to be appreciated by other boy friends,
and Lars was no exception! He cradled my head with one hand like a
baby held to his breast and gently stroked away at my straining cock
from its tip along its underside to my balls. He was clearly an accom-
plished lover. I moved my head to his lap and attempted to lick his
prick, but this was almost impossible in an aircraft seat, even though
he parted his legs as widely as the limited space would let him. I re-
member the overwhelming scent of excited male mixed with the smell of
his perfume, but could only nuzzle his fur and kiss the smooth inside
skin of his thighs.

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Lars re-emerged a few moments later, quicker than usual when peo-
ple use a loo, looking inscrutable. He grabbed a couple of BA blan-
kets, snuggled back against me and it was a matter of moments to cover
ourselves with the blanket. In the semi-darkness and in the back row,
we felt safe from prying eyes. My hand went back to where it had been,
to find just warm flesh and no underpants. I inserted a finger into
his warm and inviting hole. His hand was undoing my zip, under the
cover of the blanket; I undid my belt to help him. In a flash (so to
speak) my trousers and pants were round my ankles and he was holding
my throbbing prick like the gear level of a sports car – it nearly
made me change gear – into overdrive!