Meeting Young Kid While Stranded at Airport

I was stuck in the Clevland Airport waiting for a connecting flight when almost two feet of snow shut the place down. I had thought I was lucky to get in from Texas but now was beginning to wonder. I started out at gate B04 but then there was to be a gate change so my herd headed over to gate B13. The new gate was already packed with people trying to get out to Miami. There were no seats open anyway, so I took a spot against the wall and sat down to see how things developed.

I had a book out to read, but was really mostly people watching while I waited. The place was packed, and flights were being cancelled right and left, but people where pretty calm for the most part. I mean, when the skies open and two feet of snow get dumped it's hard to get pissed at anyone. There was this one cute guy in a U of M sweatshirt that caught my eye.

For one thing he was really cute and another he had this light tan that was unusual with all the snow piled up outside. But then he was probably headed back to Miami after Christmas break. I watched him while he was in line to get on a waiting list for the next flight towards Miami, whenever that might happen to be. When he left the counter, he hesitated a minute, but then came over to where I was sitting and took a spot next to me. I looked up as he sat down and he smiled.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"You headed back to college?" The young blond kid asked.

"Yeah, grad school," I replied.

"Oh, cool. What are you studying?"

"Computer Engineering. What about you?"

"Nothing yet; I graduate from high school in June," the kid explained.

"Oh, I thought...," Traveling alone around this time of year I had assumed he was going back to college.

"I have an uncle in Louisville. Was visiting a couple of colleges too."

"Ah, fun." I remembered doing that.

"Yeah, pretty cool. Sucks to get stuck here though. It's 70 degrees back home."

"Miami?" I asked.

"Near there, yeah. My brother goes to school there," he pulled out his sweatshirt to illustrate. I couldn't help but look at the smooth lines of his neck as he exposed a bit more of skin.

"So, your flight get cancelled yet?" he asked

"Not yet. Just waiting for the announcement though."

"Yeah, I heard up to two feet of snow. I don't know when I'll get out of here."

There was another string of announcements but not my flight yet. Then a weather report came on the TV, which was bad news, but nothing really new. This was followed by a feature about new years resolutions.

"I'm struggling with one of my resolutions already," commented my new friend.

"It's not even the new year yet," I laughed.

"I know, isn't that sad?" he laughed too and it showed his full red lips and perfect white teeth.

"It's not really a new year's resolution," he explained. "More like... well I don't know, but it's a resolution." We both laughed.

"So, what did you resolve?" I asked after a pause.

"Well," he hesitated, looking at me intently. "I got my own car last summer and took over the garage apt my brother had before he went off to college."

"Cool."

"Yeah, not on my own yet, but still way more freedom than I had," he said emphatically. "I've got three younger brothers and sisters, so way more privacy now."

"Ah, cool." I could sympathize.

"Anyway, my resolution," he leaned in closer and whispered in my ear, "was to not jack off for a year."

He was looking at me for a reaction when I turned a questioning look at him. What kind of crazy resolution was that.

"How do you survive?" I asked, only half joking.

"Oh, no, I'm not celibate or anything," he insisted, "no way." He gave a little shudder like the thought was inconceivable. "I get off, I just don't jack off."

"Ah," I went from confused to oddly impressed.

"It's a crazy thing I guess, but I just wanted a little push to... you know, get some of that experience you can't get without a little freedom."

There was a little silence while I digested what he was telling me. My cock hardened in my jeans as my imagination took over.

"I made the resolution and it helps me be a little more... aggressive about going after what I want, you know?"

"Yeah. Wow. So, the garage apartment, that gives you privacy enough?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm still careful about who I invite over, but yeah. And the car helps a lot too."

"How long have you gone?" I asked, curious.

"Over four months now," he calculated with a grin.

"Huh. How long were you at your uncle's?" I asked.

"A week," he replied. "I hooked up with a guy at Louisville," he confided in a whisper, "The internet is a great thing."

He said he had sex with a guy on one of his campus visits. A random guy. A guy. The way he casually said it, I don't know if he even realized it or not. It wasn't a surprise really, just that hearing the confirmation that he was gay sent a jolt to my already hard cock.

"Still, I am so horny," he admitted, "and sitting around in an airport with nothing to do doesn't help."

Then we were interrupted by his cell phone ringing.

"So, are you a doctor?" I asked after he hung up. He had scribbled down some information from his phone call onto a prescription pad.

"Huh, oh no, my dad is though," he replied. "He moved to a new office so we got his old pads for scratch paper now."

"I see."

"That was my dad," he continued. "He got a room for me at the airport Hilton. They still have a shuttle running he said."

"Sweet."

"Did they call your flight?" he asked.

"Not yet," I replied.

"I need to head over to the hotel. My dad wants me to call him after I check in and all."

"Cool," I replied. "Well, was nice meeting you."

"Yeah, same here."

There was an awkward pause.

"Good luck with that resolution thing," I offered.

"Yeah thanks," he laughed. "Not sure what I'm going to do about that."

He stood up to go, but then whipped out his pad and pen again.

"I'm probably gonna be pretty bored so maybe you can give me a call if you want to hang out or something later," he offered.

"Sure," I replied. "I don't have any other plans."

He bent over his pad for a long minute, hesitating about something. Eventually he handed me a folded piece of paper.

"I'm not a real doctor, but here's a prescription for you anyway," he said as he handed me the note. Then he was off without looking back.

The note said:

To relieve acute airport boredom: Fresh semen. Administered, preferably anally, by direct injection. Refills: yes.

Signed: Dr. Bryce. And then a cell phone number.

I was totally stunned. The kid wanted to fuck me! It was hard for me to think clearly. No question I wanted it. Just hard for me to grasp that it was really there in black and white.

After my flight was finally cancelled officially I dialed the number.

"Hello."

"Hey, is this, um, Bryce?" I asked. Not sure if that was a first name or last or what.

"Yeah."

"Hey, I was just talking with you in the airport..."

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Not much, flight just got cancelled."

"That sucks."

There was a pause.

"So, what are you up to now?" he asked.

"Uh, I don't know," I replied. "Not much I guess."

"You read my scrip?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah," I said. "Sounds more like a solution for YOUR boredom."

"Heh heh, yeah, maybe so," he admitted.

Another pause.

"So, you interested?" he asked.

"In a visit to Dr. Bryce?" I asked.

"Yeah," he laughed.

I hesitated.

"Sure... I could do that," I said at last.

"You don't sound too sure," he replied.

"Well, it's just that...," I trailed off. I wasn't used to getting propositioned like this.

"Hey it's cool," he assured me. "I just took a shot cause I am so horny. I don't know if you are into that or not. It's cool."

"It's ok," I said. "I could come over for a... while."

"To hang out, or what?" he asked.

"Well, for, um, a," I stammered.

"For an... injection?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"Have you been fucked before?" he asked bluntly.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Cool."

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"Sure," I admitted.

"Awesome!" he said. "I am not into making out or anything with a guy, but I do like to get head and to fuck. So a guy who gets off on taking it is perfect."

"That's cool," I said.

"So, can you come over, like, right now?" He asked. "I wasn't kidding when I said I was sooo horny. It has been two days since I last got off."

"Heh, sure," I said. God he was making me horny.

He told me where to catch the shuttle and his room number and I headed right over. I took a couple of deep breaths to collect myself before knocking on the door. He answered the door in just a towel and a mischievous grin and let me in.

"Nice," I said, admiring his smooth, toned body.

"Thanks," he replied. "You want to shower first?"

"Um, sure," I figured it was probably good idea after sitting on planes and in airports all day.

I went into the bathroom and self consciously stripped off my clothes and looked at my horny reflection. Then I stepped into the warm shower and washed myself. After just a minute I saw that Bryce had entered the bathroom. Through the glass I could just tell that he was naked. He approached the shower and slid the door open and leaned in.

"I decided I couldn't wait," he said as he set down a bottle of lube on the edge of the tub.

He stepped in and faced me with his hard cock pointed at the ceiling. He came forward and turned me to the wall, moving up to press his cock in the crack of my ass at the same time. A hand on my shoulder bent me over towards the wall as he rubbed himself, sighing in anticipation. He pulled back after just a few seconds and picked up the lube. He rubbed some in my crack and poked me with his finger, fucking it into me several times before applying a coat to his straining cock.

"Are you ready?" he breathed into my ear.

"Yes."

He placed the head of his cock at my hole and immediately applied pressure. He backed off a little when I started to pull away, but his cock was still insistent. I relaxed and he entered me, pulling me down on his cock with one long, deep thrust that tore a grunt from each of us. Right away his hips jerked against my ass as he gave reign to his pent up need and fucked me. I think he started to cum almost immediately, but his thrusting kept up for a dozen strokes more before he buried his cock deep in me to deliver the last of his sperm.

He pulled out of my ass wordlessly and gave me a tired smile before getting out of the shower. I heard him at the sink washing his spent cock as I finished up my shower. When I got out and dried off he was sprawled out on one of the beds watching TV with his boxers on. I came out wearing my towel.

"Thanks man, that was just what I needed," he said.

"Thanks, me too," I replied.

"Do you like to suck cock?" he asked.

"Sure," I replied hesitantly, wondering where he was going with the question since he had just cum a few minutes ago.

"Cool," he said, stripping off his boxers to lie naked on the bed. "Suck me for a while and then I'll fuck you again."

Wow. I was wondering what would happen next, but had not thought he would be ready to go so soon.

He already had his legs spread where he reclined on the bed so I wasted no time in getting between them and taking his semi-hard cock into my mouth. He moaned his pleasure as I sucked him and sure enough, after just a couple minutes he was fully hard again.

"Turn around," he commanded when I pulled off his cock.

I positioned myself on my hands and knees facing the end of the bed and some college bowl game on the TV. Immediately I felt first his hands on my hips as he knelt behind me and then the tip of his cock probing at my hole. He entered me slowly and immediately started with a steady fuck stroke. I grunted in time with his hips slapping against my ass. He kept a steady pace for five full minutes. I felt a sheen of sweat where his hands gripped my hips. He sped up his steady motion and the bed began a rhythmic squeaking over the crowd noise from the tv. He was breathing hard and we were both sweating when he turned up the intensity of his fucking as he neared orgasm. He pounded me with quick, hard strokes and his grunts turned into gasps of release.

This fuck left him satisfied and it was two hours before he mounted me again for another steady pounding. After that we both showered again and went to bed. He woke me up with his erection rubbing against my ass about 4am. He rolled on top of me and probed for my hole. When he entered me and slid all the way in, he just lay there for a long time on top of me. Eventually he began a slow lesiurely thrusting which would continue for a minute or two and then stop as Bryce almost dozed on top of me. After about a half hour of this he sped up and emptied his nuts into my ass for the fourth time. Amazingly, he fucked me again in the morning before we went downstairs for breakfast.

I told him I had never been fucked so many times in one night before. He said he never had either, but that he had not gotten laid much lately and that I had a nice tight ass. Besides, despite having the garage apt, he had never had that opportunity to just fuck whenever he had the urge before. He said he had a feeling college was going to be sweet.

I was sorry to see him go back to Florida.

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