Hangar Rat 1

OK, here it goes. Since the time that I was just a little boy I've been absolutely enchanted with airplanes. My dad was in a line of work that made frequent flying a necessity. He took me with him many times when he'd fly across the western US conducting his business. I think I was a natural-born airport rat anyway, and I loved to spend my weekend afternoons at Sky Harbor Airport in Phoenix. I'll never forget the TWA Connies and 880's or the Western Electras and 720B's. For that matter, the american DC-7c's, 707's, 727's and 990's were awesome! It was a heady environment in those days for young airplane nuts! I absolutely loved it to death... Then, one day, my fantasies were forever hijacked by the advent of my own sexuality.

I'd never had much luck with girls, you know? I was a good enough looking young guy, but I was also very nice and honest, and I didn't abuse my friends and those around me. What you see is what you get with me. I tried and tried to get girls to even give me the time of day, but I just continually struck out. I was very frustrated, and started to toy with the idea of getting involved with another guy instead.

I guess I'd always had that gay spark behind me, you know? That extra excitement of doing something considered taboo? There was a whole mystique surrounding gay sex in those days. It was sort of dirty, forbidden, thrilling and down and out sexy thing to get into. I fell in like an anvil into a coffee cup!

One weekend afternoon, after I'd been airplane watching for several hours I decided to cool off a little. Phoenix in the summertime is closely related to a very large oven fro hell, and I was sweating like a pig! Inside the terminal there were bathrooms which had attached showers. If you paid what, I think a dollar extra? You could take a shower and emerge cooled off and ready for your next flight, business meeting or whatever. I was oh, so very ready for a nice cool shower!

Bear in mind now that I'm just barely into my middle teens. I'm long and thin and very much like the quntissential young twink! I was a complete virgin and had never had any sort of sex except with myself! As I dug in my pockets looking for a dollar in change I noticed another young guy standing nearby. I thought he was a pilot because he had a uniform on, but he was very cute and I figured he was there ahead of me so I just let him get in front of me. When he deposited his money he glanced back at me and asked, in a very soft yoice, if I'd like to share.

I was at first a little frightened. I mean what did I know about this guy? He smiled a very cute smile and pulled aside, letting me into the private shower ahead of him. Once inside and with the door locked, he slowly began undressing me. He pressed his chest up against mine, and the small amount to hair he had tickled my nipples. He then closed his eyes and put his open mouth over my belly button.

By now I was so hard I thought I'd explode! Exhaling his warm, wet breath onto my lower stomach he slowly worked his way down until the tip of his tongue was just resting on the tiny hole at the end of my cock... He glanced up at me with the most seductive look I've ever seen in my life, then took my achingly hard cock into his mouth and started to suck me off with an intensity I've never again experienced. After only a few deep sucks, I felt myself getting ready to blow my cum into his very wet mouth. I looked at him and with my eyes asked: OK? He nodded up and down, just a little, and I exploded. When the blood pressure had gone down and we were breathing a little easier he licked the rest of my cum off his fingers - any my cock - opened the door and I walked away. I've always regretted walking away like that, he would've been a lot of fun!