‘Sorry, strike that.’ Dylan said. ‘I shouldn’t have said that.’

‘Why not?’ Max demanded. ‘I’m bored as hell, and horny to boot and you’ve got the cutest little ass I’ve seen in a very long time.’

‘Why don’t you kill that light.’ Dylan said, his excitement making his voice sound strange.

He reached over and picked up the light blanket that was lying on the seat next to him. He looked around, just before Max turned out the light and noticed that everyone around them was fast asleep. He spread the blanket over Max’s lap and felt his heart racing in his chest as he reached over and rubbed his hand across Max’s bulge. And a mighty impressive bulge it was too, big and full and soon Dylan could feel Max’s hard shaft lying across his lap. He continued to gently tease Max’s cock by raking his nails across it through the fabric of his expensive suit pants.

Max reached behind Dylan’s back and slid his hand down into his navy pants. Dylan loosened his fly button and Max brushed his hand over the cotton clad mound of Dylan’s ass. He too looked around in the darkness but they were as invisible to everyone else as his fellow passengers were to him. Max now slid his hand down inside Dylan’s underpants and into the crack of his ass. His middle finger rubbed against Dylan’s little pucker, driving Max crazy. How he would love to pork that ass, but that would not be possible. He withdrew his hand and sniffed his finger and felt his cock lurch in his pants.

Dylan was growing a little anxious. This hot man was getting him so worked up that he felt he might lose his head and do something really stupid and get himself fired. As much as he wanted that big, hard cock up his chute there was too much risk involved. He stole a quick look at his watch, which was difficult to see in the gloom. Soon he would have to get back to his station in case any of the passengers buzzed him. But he had to have that cock! There was no way he could content himself with just a quick feel.

With one last quick look around the cabin he put his head under the blanket and unwrapped his gift. A large, warm cock filled his hand and the intoxicating scent of a man filled his nostrils. He slowly wanked the thick, uncut cock, feeling the silky foreskin slide up and down over Max’s blood engorged cock head. Max’s spit wet finger had slid under the waistband of Dylan’s underpants once more and was now rubbing over his crinkled love slit, sending shivers of delight coursing through Dylan’s body. That, coupled with the fear of being caught, and the feel of the fleshy cock in his hand was intoxicating.

He lowered his mouth onto Max’s cock head and immediately tasted his excitement juice sliding over his tongue. Dylan’s hands reached down and fondled Max’s large hairy balls before slowly working up the length of his hard shaft. Max could see someone stirring up ahead and he felt panic, fear and excitement. Fortunately the woman went into one of the forward toilets. The warmth that engulfed his sensitive cock head was out of this world and his finger had now slid inside Dylan’s tight little hole, reminding him of just what he was missing out