I’m at the airport for the evening flight home. I’ve had a day’s shopping in London. The lounge is quiet. Nearby, there’s a handsome businessman in a well cut suit. I’m fascinated by his socks, which look black, and sheer. I realise I’m staring, and glance up at his face. He’s watching me. He smirks. I hurriedly pick up my phone and waste time with it.
After a minute or two, I decide to pee. In the Gents’, someone stands near to me. As I’m finishing off, I realise the other man isn’t peeing. I glance over. It’s the businessman. I get a glimpse of his dick behind his hand. He looks at me. “Perving again?” he asks.
I pack my dick away and decide not to bother washing. I want to get away from this guy, however good-looking he is. I’m shocked to feel a hand on the back of my neck. It’s him. He frog marches me into a cubicle, puts a hand over my mouth, and kicks off a shoe. He brings his face close to mine. Fuck, he’s good looking. “Get down there and worship those socks and feet,” he says. He licks my face and pushes me down.
He lifts his foot and before I know it it’s in my mouth. I’ve never seen anything like these socks before. They’re smooth as silk. The strong shape of his foot comes through them. It’s a heady smell from this man’s foot: his sweat, faintly, the fabric conditioner from his socks, and his own musk. This guy’s not just attractive, he’s horny as hell, and he’s got me horned up, too.
“Take the sock off,” he says. I do so, and hand it up to him. He puts it over my mouth, so that it gags me. “Get your trainers off,” he says. He gets his other shoe and sock off, gets his dick out, and ties the second sock tight round the base of his dick and balls, like a cock-ring. It doesn’t look like he needs to keep this cock stiff, because it’s so ramrod hard it’s upright and almost at his navel.
He pushes me onto the toilet seat and grabs at my foot. He gets my trainer socks in his mouth. My feet are sweaty as fuck but it’s not diminishing his erection. He keeps hard as fuck as he’s licking at my socks, and sniffing at my feet. He gets a sock off and inhales it deeply. His eyes roll in ecstasy. He lifts me up by the underarms, turns me round, and tells me to undress. I do so. In a moment, he’s got my arse cheeks spread, and he’s licking in between them, his tongue teasing my hole. Although I can’t see him, I can tell he’s still sniffing at my socks. He turns me round once my arse hole is damp with his spit, and takes his own sock off my face. He holds his sock and mine at his nose, and smells one after the other. I join him. Fuck, this man smells good. Our dicks joust against each other. He stuffs my trainer sock into my mouth, saying “something to bite on if this hurts,” and gives me his sock so I can smell it. He turns me round and I bend over the toilet bowl as he slicks his cock with some spit. He doesn’t waste time but gets his cock pushed into my hole. I concentrate on his sock as my arse gets pummeled open more roughly than I would like, but fuck, it feels great. He’s really going at me, but surprises me by pulling out and turning me back round. He takes my trainer sock out of my mouth, puts it over his cock, and as he wanks his dick furiously I can tell that he’s cumming. I barely need to get my own hand on my dick and I’m shooting, too.
We grin at each other and exit, silently. There’s an elderly man pissing at the urinals. My sock is wet with spunk.
He’s on the same flight, and we’re barely in the air when he walks past, nodding his head towards the toilet. Here we go again…
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