Straight Cocksucker Seducer: Flight Attendant
*This is the third story featuring Tom Allen, the young, handsome teen with the irresistible huge cock. This time he is airborne for a mile high seduction. Yet another notch in our young seducer’s belt.
The Flight Attendant
My name is Bob Nelson. First let me say that I am 30 years old and straight. I have been a flight attendant for six years working mostly in first class. I am engaged to a great girl, Sarah, whom I love with all my heart. We plan on getting married in the fall. As far as our sex life is concerned, it has not yet been elevated to intercourse. Because my fiancé is old fashioned when it comes to pre-marital sex, we are waiting, which is quite rare these days. Our sex is limited to heavy petting, even though I have a very strong sex drive and have had sexual relations since I was a teen. I have been celibate since meeting Sarah two years ago, so one can imagine how horny I am. Every hot chick I see gets me aroused. I feel like a volcano that is ready to erupt.
I sometimes feel like straying, but I’ve remained faithful. I end up pleasuring myself often, watching porn, especially the lesbian variety. For me, there is nothing hotter than two beautiful women getting it on. As far as straight porn is concerned, I always compare my average dick to those studs, admiring the cut and size of their cocks, and the way they perform. I get hard watching them get sucked off then reaching climax.
I also read stories on the Literotica website for stimulation. I especially like “First Time” stories dealing with seduction, especially lesbian, mainly favoring student/teacher stories. My browsing led me to a story of a straight man being seduced by a young stud into sucking his cock in an airport bathroom. Being that I was a flight attendant, I figured, what the hell, I’ll give it a quick scan just to see what it was about. To my surprise, it got me hard, very hard. The straight’s description of the seducer’s cock was so erotic, as was how he pleasured it. It led me to reading more in that genre along with the others. I never thought that I would end up being on the receiving end of such a seduction, but I was, and enthusiastically. Despite what follows here, wedding plans are still on. Let me explain.
I was welcoming passengers for a red-eye flight from New York to San Francisco. Occupancy was very low, and the crew was also limited. I was the only attendant assigned to first class on the 747. It is a very private and luxurious cabin usually reserved for VIPs. On this day I noticed that there would only be one passenger. His name was Tom Allen. When he arrived, I welcomed him into first class and jokingly told him he would have the place to himself. It would only be the two of us.
“Just you and me? That could be fun”, he quipped.
That was my first clue. He was a strikingly handsome young man with an athletic build whose piercing eyes were almost hypnotic. He sported a pair of sandals, short workout pants and a Polo t-shirt. Not our typical first-class traveler.
After take-off, I brought him a beverage and struck up a conversation.
“What takes you to San Francisco?”, I asked.
“I just graduated high school and am taking a year off before committing to college life. Going to visit a few colleges on the coast to see if that’s what I want.”
The fact that he was only eighteen or nineteen surprised me. I thought about how the girls must love this guy! Then I pried a bit. “Do you have a girlfriend and, if so, what does she think about that? Won’t she miss you?”
His answer shocked me.
“She’s not too happy. To be honest, she will miss this. She can’t get enough!”, he chuckled as he reached down and grabbed his crotch.
That was a little too much information for me. That was the second clue. I quickly looked down at his lap and noticed a large bulge. I quickly looked away, but I thought he may have noticed my glance. Little did I know, this was something that later I wouldn’t be able to ignore.
“Lucky girl”, I joked and went back to get his meal. I couldn’t believe how bold this guy was and wondered what game he was playing. The farthest thing on my mind was seduction. Why would I even think that? I convinced myself that he was just a young kid having a little fun.
Upon my return, I couldn’t help but notice the bulge had grown and his hand was lightly resting on it. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”, I asked. That was a Freudian slip! I would usually ask, ‘Is there anything I can get for you?’ After I said it, I realized my error, but didn’t correct it. This young teen was getting to me. Better said, his cock was.
“Yes, but not right now. I have something big you might want to do for me later”, he said as he casually looked down at his lap. That bulge had now grown, and I could see the outline of his cock as he ran his hand along its length. He wasn’t lying, it looked so big hanging down under his shorts. I could briefly make out the head. God, it looked huge. I was flustered to say the least. My cock began to twitch. It was all I could do to stop staring, but I had to be professional. I knew there and then that he wasn’t just having fun at my expense. He noticed my interest in his cock and was using it to his advantage.
As I turned and walked back to the galley, I knew what he meant. That was the final clue. He was trying to seduce me! Those Literotica stories entered my mind. I couldn’t explain it, but my cock was getting hard when I realized what he was doing. Being as horny as I was, it got me so stimulated and started rubbing myself until my cock was rock hard. Sitting by myself I couldn’t get my mind off what I saw and the way he was drawing me in. This young teen was getting to me. I found myself wondering what was under those shorts. How big was it? Was it cut? What did the head look like? Was he manscaped? I told myself that it was wrong. I am straight and engaged, but the sight of that cock had me aroused. I tried to pull myself together, but that was impossible. I tried fighting it, but I couldn’t get those thoughts out of my head. My curiosity only got stronger, and little did I know, I was headed down a road never traveled. My cock was still hard thinking about him. It took several minutes for it to finally settle down.
After an hour or so, I returned to pick up his tray. The lights in the cabin were dimmed now. His chair was slightly reclined, and he was asleep, or at least I thought he was. As I picked up his tray, my curiosity got the better of me. Instead of immediately leaving, I decided I wanted to take another look, and this was my chance to get a glimpse of his cock unnoticed. What I saw stunned me. The head of his cock was peeking out of the bottom of his shorts! I stood there frozen, staring, not able to look away. It was an amazing, circumcised crown. It became a bit more became visible as he made a slight move forward. He was asleep. He couldn’t see me staring. I was riveted to what I saw, especially when it started to twitch and grow. Seeing that, my own cock again began to get hard. But why was I getting hard? What was happening? I’m not gay but this cock was magnetic.
I wanted to continue watching, but just then I remembered I was a flight attendant, and it was past time to take back his tray. As I started to turn, he suddenly opened his eyes. He wasn’t asleep at all! He had a sly look on his face. I surmised he knew I was staring, and it seemed to get him even more aroused. He adjusted his member so that it was pointing up. This time I saw a much clearer outline of his huge cock pressing out against his shorts. I tried to fight my urge to see more to no avail.
“Are you enjoying the view? I caught you looking earlier tonight, so I figured I’d surprise you with a little peek. This is the something big I told you about earlier”, he said as he grabbed his cock. “I’m guessing by that bulge in your pants that you’re dying to see what my girlfriend will miss.”
With that, he started rubbing it. I was mesmerized. How would this end? He then reached in and started slowly stroking it. I could see that amazing, throbbing head appear above his waistband. My God, his cock was huge! I looked around the cabin. There were only the two of us. I knew the few passengers in coach were all asleep and the remaining crew was in the back of the plane. Why was I checking on that? Did I want to continue this dance? The answer was yes. I couldn’t take my eyes off his hand slowly stroking it, the head now getting all my attention as it grew. I could only imagine how much more was hidden.
As though he knew what I was thinking, he said, “There’s no need to look around. It’s just the two of us. It seems like you have taken an interest in my cock. Do you want to see more?” As he said that, he began to slowly pull down his pants. I was speechless. My constant stare was confirmation. “Why don’t you come a little closer.”
Now was the time for a decision that could change my life. I was about to get married. I never thought anything like this would ever present itself. What if someone walks in on us? None of that mattered. I was being tempted and could no longer resist my urges. I was having sexual feelings I’ve always thought were wrong. But here I was, anxious to act on them; wanting so desperately to follow his lead. I felt like I was one of the characters those cocksucker seduction stories I had read; the ones that made me so hard. I thought about how they were lead down the path and knew that was where I was headed.
He placed his seat in the upright position. I obeyed his request, set his tray aside, drew closer and again looked down at that incredible cock. I wasn’t a prude. I’ve watched a lot of porn and had seen big cocks before, but this one was right in front of me, and I was shockingly aroused. I was going down that road never traveled–willingly.
I could now see about half of his cock. I thought it had to have been at least ten inches long. It took my breath away. As he squeezed and stroked it, that bulbous, throbbing head turned bright red. It was so smooth, so tempting. I was overcome with erotic sensations and instinctively licked my lips. I was trapped. There was no escaping, and I had no desire to do so.
“If you like what you see, just imagine how good it will feel when you first touch it”, he teased while rubbing his fingers across that amazing head. “You wouldn’t be the first man to do so. And no, I’m not gay and neither were they. They were straight like you; curious to see more of this cock, and they did but it didn’t end there. I mean, just look at this head. I’m guessing that’s what you are staring at, but there is much more to see. All you need to do is ask.” He continued slowly stroking it as I felt myself giving in. I knew what he meant when he said it didn’t end there, and the anticipation of what laid ahead had me more aroused than I had ever been.
He then continued; “Yes, they touched it but that’s not where it ended. Once they got a taste, they wanted more.” All the while his hand kept stroking it. I too wanted to touch it. That smooth head was so hot. I wondered what it would feel like stroking his long, hard shaft. I knew I also wanted more. I wanted to do something I thought I’d never do. “Do you want to see more?”, he asked as he squeezed it, pointing that amazing, smooth head at me.
“I…I”. I was speechless knowing that, as he mentioned, it wouldn’t end there. A final, fleeting thought about my fiancé and job crossed my mind, but this big, juicy cock was all I could think about. This was the moment of truth, and I knew the answer. The sight of his cock and where that would lead was all that mattered. I was ready to do anything he asked. That amazing cock was there for the taking, and I was ready to take the next step. I hesitated to admit it, but he knew what I wanted. He took my silence and constant stares as a yes.
“Come here”, he pointed to the floor in front of him as he shifted forward in his seat. “I want you to take it out.”
He was in complete control, and I obeyed. As I knelt in front of him, hands slightly trembling, I slowly pulled down his shorts and there it was. It was so much more than I imagined; a perfectly cut, beautiful cock with a mouthwatering crown, smooth, thick shaft and a full ball sack. He was completely shaven. He had brought it to the point where his thick shaft was so smooth and red, and the head was a shiny, crimson crown. I could no longer think. I wanted this cock more than anything.
“Take it”, he instructed as he slid closer to me.
I didn’t hesitate. I reached out and grabbed it. That initial feeling was intense. I could feel it throbbing as it grew even larger in my hand; so thick and hot. My male instincts then kicked in. I knew what I would want, so I began to slowly stroke it. I could hear him moan as his cock grew even more. The head was now more tempting than ever. It was so tight and smooth. I ran my thumb over it, noticing the glistening pre-cum that had slowly leaked out. I wanted to taste it.
“Mmmm”, he moaned. “Your hand feels soooo good on my cock.” He then began to respond with small thrusts of his hips to the rhythm of my strokes. That made me even more eager to please him. As I stroked it and cupped his balls, he moaned then asked, “Do you want more?”
“Yes, I’ll do whatever you ask”, I confessed as I continued pleasuring that incredible cock.
“Good. Now I want you want to kiss it.”
He didn’t have to say it twice. I bent down and kissed that beautiful head. Without hesitation, I licked off his pre-cum. The sweet taste and the scent were driving me crazy. I could only imagine how amazing his cum would be. I would soon find out. I kissed my way down the hot shaft, brushing my lips along the long, spongy channel that ran from is crown and down to his balls, gently taking each in. The smell of his manhood was so titillating. I lingered there kissing, sucking and massaging them. I then paused for a few seconds just to look at this magnificent cock. It is all I thought it would be and so much more; so big and hard; so shiny and smooth. I then slowly worked my way back up. His moans grew stronger. I knew what came next. Soon that red hot poker would be in my virginal mouth. The anticipation was driving me wild.
Before this night started, I would never have pictured myself on my knees getting ready to suck another man’s cock. But there I was, throwing caution to the wind. Not a guilty thought about my fiancé. Not even the fear of getting caught and losing my job, which made it even more exciting. The only thought crossing my mind was pleasuring this amazing cock so close to my mouth.
“How does it taste?” He knew the answer.
“So good. It’s how I imagined it would taste”, I confessed as I continued working his shaft, savoring each kiss and licking it from top to bottom and back, losing myself in its magnetic attraction. I was hopelessly obsessed. It was like a dream, and I didn’t want to wake up.
“Do you know what I want now?”
This time there was no hesitation. “Yes, you want me to suck it”, I answered, eyes glued to that magnificent cock, knowing what I was about to do would change my life forever. I again thought about those cocksucker stories, recalling the sensual feelings the seduced men experienced. Those feelings were now mine. I’ll do my best to describe them to you.
I was about to engage in an act that, before that day, I thought would be repulsive. It was something only gays did, and I wasn’t gay. But my desire to take the final step to pleasure this incredible, perfect cock was driving me toward the inevitable, and I wanted it more than anything. He moved even closer as the head touched my cheek and ran across my hungry mouth. But I would make him wait. I first cupped and squeezed his balls as I ran my other hand down his thick shaft and gave it a kiss. I brushed my lips against that beautiful, smooth head, kissing and licking off more pre-cum. Then I eagerly opened my mouth and took it in, slowly suckling and using my swirling tongue, getting it so red I thought it would burst. I couldn’t believe how incredible it felt. I was in ecstasy.
There I was on my knees, going down on a luscious, amazing cock, getting ready to take it in. And at that moment, there was no other place I wanted to be. I had a big, juicy cock in my mouth for the first time, and I knew then it wouldn’t be the last. I sucked on that perfect head for quite a while before slowly taking in as much of his thick member as I could. The first time feel of it pulsing in my mouth, sliding deeper and deeper, is a sensation I will never forget. That bulbous head felt so smooth on my tongue, rubbing against my palate and then down my throat. This young stud was bringing out erotic sensations I had never felt. No girl or woman had ever turned me on like his cock did. I then started slowly bobbing up and down on it, feeling it go in and out as I sucked. His moans became more intense, and I knew what was coming; I was going to take his load. I didn’t know what to expect, but I wanted it; no, I needed it! If the taste of his pre-cum was so sweet, I imagined that his cum would be so much better.
I started to devour this beautiful cock, now bobbing with more fervor; faster and faster. Suddenly I could feel him tense up. I felt his hand on the back of my head as he pushed his cock as deep as it would go. He was very close. I slowed the pace so I could feel him getting ready to cum. It’s a feeling that defies description. It shuddered and stiffened. “Oh, God! OOOHHH”, he cried out. His load started exploding in my wanting mouth. I could feel his shaft pumping during each spurt. I loved that feeling. His cum was so warm. The taste was so sweet to me, and I swallowed it all. I pulled out his still hard cock and licked off any cum that was left. As I looked up at him, he had a look of complete satisfaction and exhaustion. He closed his eyes and started to drift off. I then stood up, wiped off my lips, finally grabbed his tray and took it back as he laid back in his seat.
My cock was rock hard. I locked myself in the crew bathroom, unzipped my fly, and pulled it out. I began stroking it and came almost instantly. It was the best climax ever getting myself off. All I could think about was that incredible cock. We had four hours left on our cross-country flight, and as I sat down to rest, the thought of it persisted. I wanted more and wondered if I’d get another chance. I wouldn’t have to wait too long for that to happen. About an hour and a half before landing, as I sat in my seat in the back of the first-class cabin, half asleep, I opened my eyes and there in front of me was the well-hung teen. He had awakened from his sleep and was positioned close to me, standing between my outspread legs.
“Look what I have for you”, he teased.
He looked down at me and smiled as he slowly pulled down his shorts and drew even closer. His soft, but still huge cock sprung out and was inches from my face. I hadn’t seen it in that state earlier, but it looked just as mouthwatering as when hard. That beautiful head was beckoning. As he moved, it slowly swung from side to side, like a hypnotist’s watch. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Then it started to twitch as it slowly began to grow in anticipation. It was now pointing at me, almost touching my lips. I imagined what it would be like taking it that way and using my mouth to get it hard. I didn’t hesitate to find out.
This time no words were spoken. There was no need for seduction. It was understood what both he and I wanted. I moved even closer, waiting for the prize. There would be little foreplay this time. I leaned forward and waited for him to bring his cock to my mouth. He laid that amazing head on my lips; without touching it, I opened wide and accepted his gift. I felt it growing as it laid on my tongue, quickly filling my oral cavity; my own cock growing at the same time. Words can’t describe how erotic that was. I could feel that big head throbbing. That was so erotic; the feel of a warm cock getting so hard, pressing against the sides of my mouth, and that head sliding over my tongue and down my throat. I could tell he was incredibly aroused and would soon finish.
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He started slowly pumping and placed his hand on the back of my head. I felt him already getting close. I sucked harder and stroked faster, then started to bob up and down, waiting for that nectar. I felt him tense up. I slowed my pace so I could feel his cock getting primed to explode. I felt it pulsing and, as he moaned, he was beginning to climax. I again felt each pump of his cock shooting cum into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. This time I knew what to expect; such a sweet, warm load and I savored every drop. This happened so fast but, amazingly, he was still hard. He wasn’t falling asleep this time. As I took it out and licked it clean, thinking that he was spent.
“Please don’t stop!”, he begged.
I knew what he meant; he had another climax coming. This got me even more aroused, so I kept pleasuring him until he eventually came again. That’s right, I brought him to two incredible climaxes, each one as amazing as the first. This stud’s ability to cum three times in such a short period of time was the stuff of legends, and I was so eager to get him off. My hunger for his cock was insatiable. My first taste of cum was surprisingly pleasing. I couldn’t get enough, and he was willing to give. I would have kept sucking that cock for as long as he wanted. I didn’t want to lose the erotic sensations it gave me, but we were approaching San Francisco and I had other things to do before landing. As he pulled his cock out, he rubbed that beautiful head across my cheek, down to my chin and, finally, up to my lips for a final kiss. I licked it clean, squeezed his shaft, took a final look and kissed it goodbye.
As we landed, I wished him luck knowing that I may never experience another cock like his. I was now a straight cocksucker and there was no turning back. That first time was so exciting. I had no idea pleasuring cock would be so amazing. Just touching another man’s hard, hot dick is such a sensual experience. I love feeling it in my hand, squeezing it, stroking it, kissing it, caressing the ball sack, pulling down on the shaft turning the head red, taking it in and feeling it sliding in my mouth, down my throat and then exploding. The best part is feeling each time a cock pumps during ejaculation. You can feel that when you jerk off, but it is so much hotter when it’s in your mouth.
For those of you reading this who are straight and curious about wanting to suck cock, but haven’t had the opportunity or are hesitant, worried about a wife or girlfriend finding out, you won’t regret doing it. You will end up sexually gratified with a craving you won’t be able to ignore. I’m guessing that many of you search the internet for pictures and videos of big, hot cocks to arouse yourselves. You probably also read cocksucker seduction stories that get you off. Ever since my episode with the young, well-hung teen seducer, I find myself doing just that until I find another cock to suck.
I sometimes pleasure myself reading first time cocksucker seduction stories while having a video of some internet stud stroking his dick to climax on split screen. As I bring myself to climax, I close my eyes and imagine sucking that seductive teen’s sweet cock as my load spurts onto my chest. But I can tell you there is nothing like the real thing. If you do decide to act on your desire, you will never forget the sensation of the first time feeling of a big, hot, hard cock sliding into your mouth. And when it explodes filling you with its load…. Enough said! You will worship cock like I do. You will do anything you must to satisfy your hunger, including deceiving your wife or girlfriend like I have done. But am I glad I crossed the line? Hell yes! I now know I love not only my fiancé and can’t wait to consummate our marriage, but I also love cock and will continue finding ways to get more.