Movie flight
#6 of Movies
Vacation is over and Jack is heading off back home but unexpectedly got an upgrade. From there, he finds a handsome stallion stud to keep him occupied.
Continuation of my 'Movie' series! Been a while that I've jumped into this series and here's more sexual adventures with our Jock tiger.
Movie flight
With a loud sigh, I sat my tiger rump on to the boarding lounge seat, waited patiently for calling of passengers to board the airplane. It has been a stressful check-in with a massive complications under my name and I was about to unleash my wrath upon the poor tigress that had one job of checking and giving others of flight passes. Pinched in between the bridge of my nose, I couldn't believe how could they double book a passenger and I had the unfortunate event of being a victim of that catastrophe.
Thankfully one of the managers in charge that day happened to walk passed and tried his best to level out the situation.
"I'm sorry sir but this is an extremely rare case," the manager replied, "Something must have gone wrong with the system."
"Geez, you think?!" I remembered how much I snarled at both of them with teeth seethed out of my muzzle.
"Please sir, we're sorry. We'll have to move you to another flight."
"Don't you dare give me another flight!" I roared at both of them and thought about how much of a scene I was making out of this. "I need to return back by today and there is no way in hell I am going to wait for a reschedule. You either upgrade me or throw the double booked passenger out mid air."
The mere word of 'seat upgrade' made the manager cringed but in the end, I was given the best solution: an upgrade.
I shook my head and breathed in the fresh scent of airport perfume and tried to relax as much as possible. It would be a few minutes before everyone could board the flight and I wanted to utilize this vacation as much as possible, even while waiting for the call. At least one thing was for certain, this first class upgrade would be an experience. For one, I'm not going to turn down free stuff and since this was their mistake, I'd take anything that they throw at me.
There weren't many furs in the first class and most of them donned in their expensive tailor made suits. A pachyderm chatted away with a few of his associates while in the other corner; a deer busied himself with his own electronic gadget. Probably less than a pawful but there was one guy that took my interest very quickly. In this small crowd, you could tell very well that the other guy and I were completely out of place.
Since I didn't intended on purchasing first class, all I had on me was my football jersey and jeans, nothing more, nothing less. Meanwhile, the other guy, an equine, had the same thought as well. Plain t-shirt, jeans and a small bag: he looked uninterested. So he's an equine, so what? I've seen many horses around and the very fact that I've fucked one back at home doesn't seem unusual; although, I'm beginning to miss that big buns of a horse. Isaac had better prepare his ass once I return, can't wait to hump that boy.
What turned my attention towards this man was how big and strong his body looked. He sat right at the back and I saw his broad shoulders. Even through his garment, I knew he worked out more than just the normal equines around. Men that I love, men that I like, men that packed muscles are those that enticed me to no end. I peeked to the side and saw his legs, big and powerful and the tight jeans that hugged on to them definitely showed his efforts.
Just as I was about to introduce myself, the PA system echoed and called upon the first class passengers to board and it was at this point that our eyes greeted one another. He caught me staring and he looked back at me. I didn't turn and just gave off a friendly smile as I got my bags. The business men went in first and I followed right behind them and it was then the horse walked right behind me. I truly hoped he was checking my ass out.
We were greeted by the stewardess and I got to my seat. If you've ever travelled in first class, fuck you rich bastards. Oh good god this place is amazing. This beats the tight leg room space and the budge of arms with the next door neighbour. Each of us had our very own seat and since there aren't many passengers, it was practically empty. The horse came to view and apparently, sat the same row as mine.
"Hello," he greeted and there was an Australian slang to it.
"Hello, hope this is going to be a good flight." I replied as I set my bags at the top trunk.
"There's plenty of in-flight movie entertainment, perhaps that might take your boredom out of it," the stallion chuckled and got himself comfortable.
I was right. He was my kind of guy. Bulging biceps and beautiful chest, broad shoulders and nicely kept mane... oh yes, definitely my kind. Of course, I didn't know if this man batted for the other team but all I could do is just relax and enjoy the take off.
It was within thirty minutes that I finally found a movie that I enjoyed and sat through two whole hours of it. Night had fallen and most of the patrons had fallen asleep, probably due to their busy work schedule and taking this time off to get a good night rest. Meanwhile, I wasn't all that keen on sleeping just yet. Browsed through a few more movies and that's when an action packed movie caught my eye. It was something unknown but no harm in trying something new.
I snuggled myself in comfortably and continued my show. From the corner of my eye, the horse seemed to have the same thoughts as mine. Wide awake, he was on his laptop, typed something up. Eh, probably some work. Twenty minutes through, no action in the movie.... Thirty minutes... nothing!
Holy fucking shit this movie sucks.
I growled and pulled my headset off, continued to browse for something even better.
"Having trouble finding good entertainment?" A voice came from the other end of the row.
"Oh, uh... yeah... nothing interesting I guess," the horse had taken an initiative to converse and I was more than happy to engage. "You seem to be busy."
"Naw, just some light work," he stretched his tired body and I could see the outline of his sinewy body. I had to lick my lips out of that small action. "Could recommend a few for you if you don't mind,"
I wasn't one to deny a help from such a horse. He came over, pressed a few buttons and a show popped up.
"There you go," the man pulled off and I had first hand view of his bulge. Horse was packing and it wasn't even soft. "Name's Roger by the way or you can call me Rog. That's what most of my friends calls me."
Introduction. "Jack and thanks. Hope I wasn't bothering."
We chatted for a bit and he excused himself to finish off whatever he was working on. Very nice lad, the accent was strong but my 'gaydar' hasn't detected anything unusual from him. I shrugged at that thought and went on to enjoy whatever movie that was shown in front of me. It wasn't bad and to be honest, I was quite engrossed with such action. It wasn't the typical damsel in distress or villain trying to take over the world but internal conflict between families but not just any ordinary families, assassins to be exact.
It was more than an hour later that the show had ended and my bladder was beginning to kill me. I got off from my seat and looked towards the horse, earphones plugged in and I knew he was watching something since the typing had stopped. What it was I couldn't pin point but I'd find out soon enough. I did what I had to do in the bathroom and I was amazed at the interior of such a facility on board. Typically, the economy seat had a tight squeeze of a bathroom but this was considerably spacious. Heck, it was just enough to have a good fuck!
Mmm... I could pin the horse down and raise that tail up, fucked his ass well and have him cum paws free. My paws would rub and squeeze his hard chest and play with his subtle horse nipples, feel his low hanging balls pump his horse seed down that long equine shaft. He would moan for me and I'd fill his rump with a good load of feline seed. Yeah, that's something to think about. My paws had a mind of its own and started rubbing the bulge that formed within my pants.
Doors unlocked, I was somewhat curious as to what Roger was watching. He was conveniently placed whereby no other passenger was behind and he was free to do whatever he wanted. The stewardesses were nowhere to be seen and I bet they were resting as well. I came up behind the man and I saw two bulls fucking away on screen. Well well well... horsie bats for the other team. Roger had yet to realize my presence and I took this as an opportunity to watch even further. The males were strong and beastly, rutted with strength and power that only a power bottom could handle. This porn definitely had my attention and it didn't help quell the beast that was encased within my jeans.
Meanwhile, this had the same effect to the big muscled equine. His right paw busied itself with a large and thick flesh that made me grin and salivate a whole lot. As expected, big horse had a big package.
"In flight movie entertainment not enough to satiate your boredom?" I quipped and the horse jumped right out of his skin.
He nearly dropped his laptop, clutched his paw against his heart like he was having a heart attack. "Fucking hell that scared the life out of me,"
Cute. "Sorry for interrupting but I couldn't help but notice the porn right in front of me and that massive fuck stick hanging over there."
Roger blushed heavily and tried to hide his erection but that proved to be more of an effort than to just let it hang out. He apologized profusely but I wasn't here for that. I sat next to him and meddled with his cock. It had somewhat softened but still large enough to grab hold of. Despite such bravado from a complete stranger, horse boy here seemed to be okay with it. In fact, he encouraged my paws to work him right up, giving low moans of approval. Thankfully, everyone else had been asleep and with only both of us around, it was unlikely that we'd be caught.
"Oh that's good... so so good..." he breathed deeply with eyes closed. "I actually forgot how good it felt to have another paw around my cock."
"Been long since you've fucked?" Now I had moved in closer and fondled his balls with another paw.
"Yes, very long. Maybe six at most,"
"A young stud like you? Six months? What are you doing to yourself? On the path of becoming a monk or priest?" I joked away.
"Of course not," he defended. "I'll probably become the worst priest the church would ever have. I might fuck everything that moves!"
I chuckled while pleasuring this stud of a male. "Come on, I'm gonna fix that problem of yours. Am I good enough?"
Roger looked over to my body and a paw came forth and rubbed against my arms. That lustful expression was all there is between us and he grinned, giving a firm nod of approval. Horse boy moved forward and inhaled my scent. I wasn't sweaty or musky at that very moment but it was enough to give the man a good scent of how a muscled tiger would be. Laptop on sleep mode, placed aside and cock zipped back up, just in case of public indecency.
With no one in sight, it was easy to slip in privately. Roger wasn't quite fond of where this 'private place' had been since it was in the bathroom but like I said earlier, the place was big enough to have a good comfortable romp. We settled in but somehow, the horse turned out differently when the click of a locked door was heard. He pushed my back against the wall; muzzle buried under my neck and that was enough of an indication for dominance.
He snorted, tasted my short feline fur and dragged his paws along my stripes. "Been a long while that I've had a feline predator in my arms,"
Oh damn. I've landed myself a dominating equine. "I presume you like to top."
A nod and gripped both of my paws, clenched tightly with our bodies grinded against each other, his muzzle had yet to leave the crevice of my neck. "Yeah and with a tiger like you, I'm going to have a good time. I knew you wanted some horse meat when you stared across. Needed a big strong horse to keep you entertained?"
I purred heavily as he continued his rough ministration. "Quite true..." a small gasped came about when a paw rummaged into my trousers, "The in flight movies aren't as interesting as a horse like you. Thanks for the movie recommendation though, I actually liked it."
"Occasionally I'd indulge in certain shows. So, I know one or two and this tiger show is definitely enticing."
I allowed myself to give in and the horse took care of everything. Shirt lifted up and thrown aside, he admired my hard earned body. Every lap of his tongue sent shivers down my spine and excited me even further. With constrains of my pants off, my cock slapped against my abs like a giant pole. Compared to him, I wasn't up to his level but being above average size of my species; I'm considered quite well endowed. Both paws cupped against my chest and fiddled gently on my nipples, I sighed heavily at such pleasure. My body required more than just one attention and he gave me just that by frotting both our cocks together. He was dripping at this point.
That large mottle cock would be frightening for first timers but being a seasoned gay man had its perks. Of course I've had cocks just about the same length and girth and the first man that came to mind was Khan and Isaac. Both of them had a good fuck in between my ass and I regretted nothing. Isaac wasn't as large as Roger over here but long enough to make penetration far more difficult. Meanwhile, polar bear Khan was sizable in terms of girth and that wasn't something to be taken lightly.
Mere thoughts of them and what waits me back home spurred my lust for more and Roger is going to satiate that hunger. Perhaps I'm having one of those days of wanting to be the bottom because there aren't many guys that I'd let them have their ways with me. Main exception would be them being bigger than me. That gave me a good flashback of my pleasurable vacation throughout this trip. Who knew coming to the beach before the start of my work could be so fun in comparison to my normal schedule and that's with the help of a certain large orca. Now that I'm on this flight back home, I had the opportunity to spend a reasonable amount of time with a stud stallion.
Roger continued to throw small kisses on to my neck before he whispered softly to go down on him. Down I went, cross eyed with an erect cock. The scent was strong and powerful, the taste different with every other male. I want to be honest about this because his musk wasn't as overpowering or strong like the ones that I've had before. Even with the Orca, one that I had a good evening with during my vacation, he was far stronger and piercing. However, a cock is still a cock and it's the way you fuck that counts. I've always told guys that it's not the size of their tool but how you use it. Though, that's applicable if you at least have an average size cock. An inch of a cock just couldn't make it. No offense to men with an inch.
Yeah, I was a total jock and proud of it. I sucked cock like a pro and that didn't come from dating the girl during my college days. The day I met Khan and Isaac was the time we broke up. She smelt cum all over me and when she knew I was gay enough, she dumped me like a bag of used trash. I wasn't even sad but glad that that's over. Fuck, now I have a horse like Roger to play with. Tongue slurped the entire length and he tensed right up, fist balled up and scratched against the wall on the side. His balls hung low and judging from the amount of pleasure that coursed through his body, he wouldn't be able to hold for long.
He told me to stop and I did but only with my lips pursed around the cock head. "Hold it in."
"H-How can I when you're giving me the blowjob of a lifetime!" Roger hissed.
"Thanks for the compliment," I popped off and turned myself around, clamped his cock in between my rump. "A big horse like you needs a big man like me to get you off."
"You're such a hot fucker," he mused and held me close. I couldn't move anywhere with the sheer amount of strength that kept me in place, a raging dropped cock that only a horny horse possess and I was happy to take all of that. My legs clamped together and he started thrusting his hips in between my legs.
There's something about being dominated in this position that spurred my lust for more. He kept thrusting, pre smeared all over my thighs and his paws weren't idle either. Fingers trailed along my chest and abs, cooed soft words of encouragement and sex. Everything that he said fueled my hunger and it was undeniably hot. Dirty talk wasn't my thing but this man knew my buttons very well. My body at his mercy, he did what he wanted to and my muscles did his bidding. Fingers wrapped around my maleness and that's when I nearly roared. A paw clamped over my muzzle, muffled any loud voices that came from my own. By now, I couldn't help but thrust my hips into his big fingers.
I was on the verge of cumming, just like the man himself. Roger slowly pushed my body forward, arms against the wall. "Jack was it?"
I nodded.
"Well Jack... you're definitely 'Jacked'," he laughed a little. "Sorry for the pun but you have an amazing back. Those stripes really accentuate your body. Why don't you have a boyfriend already?"
"Because if I do have one, I wouldn't be in here getting fucked by you,"
"Touche," he grinned and leaned over, his wet cock dangerously pinned near my puckered feline hole. "Now I'm going to get you ready. I've got a packet of lube for times like this and I was lucky enough to snag one."
"Bringing liquid up on board? That's a criminal offense," I joked.
"You'll be grateful that I have one with me right now,"
I heard the tell tale rip of a packet and turned around to look at the horse's preparation. There wasn't much but at least his pre made things slicker. His cock shined under the bathroom light. A sudden rock in the plane had me tripped backwards and he caught me just in time. "Eager to get fucked I see."
"Oh shut up and fuck me," despite wanting to get fucked, I couldn't help but flex my back muscles for the male. Hey, my ego got stroked; of course I would get hard. No pun intended. The horse cursed at me for being such a poser but trailed his fingers along my back, giving them the love that they needed. I was very proud of my body and this was all thanks to football. I think I'm going to love my new job in the athletic academy.
Roger pushed me down after all that admiration and prepped my ass. Tail lifted to the side but I coiled around his waist, eager to get an ass full of cock. That large shaft found its mark and the first penetration could be felt from the get go. I cringed at his size but got used to him immediately. Few more inches inside, he thrust slowly with care. I felt every nook and cranny of that horse cock, strong and large, powerful and definitely potent. The lube did its work and soon enough, I was pulled back with his arms coiled around my mid torso.
He breathed deeply into my neck fur, clutched tightly when we hit the base. I moaned his name, desperately needy and hungry for more. Slow and steady, he found my love button and all I did was express my pleasure with a mere 'fuck me'. Like I said prior, I'm not so much of a vocal guy when it comes to sex but this was turning me on. He manhandled me properly and bucked his hips quicker, our body slapped against each other and it was then that I realized how noisy we were. My moans reached a crescendo and thankfully, Roger was rational enough to clamp a paw over my muzzle.
I quickly got myself composed but it wasn't enough. Each pound was a world of pleasure and my cock bounced with every thrust. My low hanging balls slapped about, filled with seed and I felt the pressure of cumming at that very moment. Roger slowed down for a bit and wrapped his fingers on my length, played with the head and teased with extremity. "Fuck... it's rare to have a muscle tiger like you to bottom out and what more; you loved every second of it."
"Ah... guess you... you got lucky today, huh?"
"Oh very much lucky and I'm going to enjoy you thoroughly," he held me like a lover but I knew there were no feelings towards it, "Very nice... very very nice. If I had a workout partner like you, don't think any workout might happen."
Probably true. "You're gonna seed this cat?"
The horse chuckled. "Of course I would. Seed you like a good mare. Beg for me... say my name..." At that, he began to pick up the pace.
This time, he came in short and swift, long gone was the slow and steady romp, replaced by pure instinct and lust. My ass clenched at that intruding shaft, trying to milk the seed off but he doesn't seem fazed by such act. Instead, he was pushing in more and more. If he had a knot, I may not be able to sit properly for a week or two. I moaned... yes I moaned for more. In fact, I begged to be fucked. It was very out of character for me personally but it didn't matter, all I wanted was this man's seed.
As he buried everything he had inside me, he stopped and gave some long forgotten attention on to my maleness. The amount of pre made it slick enough and I held on as long as possible. Warning signs written all over, Roger didn't take them into consideration. "Please, stop... fuck... s-stop..."
No he didn't. The fucker didn't even stop for a single second and even used his cock to rub against my prostrate. I was losing a determined battle. Roger's other paw held on to my balls and that was the pinnacle of an intense orgasm. My balls tightened and splattered everything that I had on to the toilet seat. Ropes after ropes painted the walls of the plane and I truly pity the next janitor that had to clean this up. That triggered the male behind me as I clenched even tighter.
Copious liquid of horse cum flooded my anal passage and I could feel the warm that emanates from those spurts. My body hot and heightened, my lust partially satiated, I fucked myself behind the equine. As he was cumming in rivers, I milked everything that he had to offer and I knew he was sensitive, enough for me to turn the tides around. He shuddered and trembled, knees a little weak but I cared nothing more than to bring him to a second orgasm.
"Stop... s-stop...!" He cried but I was relentless.
"Who's the big boy now, huh? That's what you get for fucking with a tiger."
He held me close and clenched every fiber of his very being, his cock still hard even after an explosive orgasm. "Fuck me hard, big boy or are you not the big boy?"
"Ahh... I-I just came!"
"So?" I humped harder and that easily pushed the powerful horse to another spurt of seed.
"C-cum...cumming...! Oh shit I'm cumming again! Hah... Hahh!! Fuck!"
That's all there is to him and I wiggled my ass, even with his horse cock embedded deep inside me. "Yeah, that's the good stuff. Big horse like Roger needs a jacked up man like Jack to make him feel good."
"S-Shut up..." Roger wasn't fond of being intimidated like this and pulled off, finally free from such a shattering orgasm. My ass was definitely going to feel the after effect and I regretted nothing. He leaned back towards the door and tried to keep composed, breathed in mouthful of air, chest heaved up and down after such an intense workout. "You're a demon."
"Heh, no," I lowered myself and fingered my well lubed ass filled with cum. "I'm just an experience gay tiger."
"Damn well you are," he licked his lips at the sight of my bubble striped ass. "You're really a hot number. Glad I ran into you."
I whole heartedly agreed with that statement. As much as I'd like to stay here all night while in the air, I'd rather have a good night sleep in my own seat. Getting all that cum out of my ass was a bitch but I'll handle that when I get home. For now, we got ourselves cleaned as much as possible, presentable at least, and got to our seats. No one the wiser since everyone were still fast asleep. However, one stewardess gave us a wink and said nothing about it. I guess someone enjoyed our fuckfest.
It was only a few hours later that we were woken by the attendant, indicating our near arrival of our destination. I yawned and looked outside, the sun was coming up and I saw the familiar buildings around the area. Roger seemed to have the same mindset because our eyes met with one another once again. We greeted each other with a smile and prepared to descend.
My feet stepped on to ground and I was home. Having an upgrade to first class wasn't bad at all. I should have thanked the fur that double booked my seat. The business crowd continued on their journey but I wasn't in any hurry. Roger came from behind and had an arm around my neck as if we were best friends.
"Hey, so now that we've gotten to know each other better, perhaps we could exchange email address or number?" The horse queried.
"You live around this area?"
"Not really but I am spending a few weeks here with some family members. So if you'd like to hang out or maybe get together for some good time, if you know what I mean."
I'd actually love to hang out more with this man. We exchanged numbers and got in contact. It was then that someone called on to the other side that I knew who they were. A large polar bear waited patiently for my arrival and his horse boyfriend was by his side. They were inseparable after Khan's confession and they've been together ever since. As agreed with these two, I would be there for some sex relief if things got boring.
"Those your friends?" He looked towards them. "Oh I like that polar bear. Big and strong, just the way I liked my guys. You included."
"Would you believe that I've fucked that ass before and he's fucked mine too?" I grinned devilishly.
"Lucky fucker," he snorted, "Where are those men when I needed them most."
"I'll talk to the polar bear about it. If he's keen to double team, you might get lucky. That's his boyfriend over there. Well, gotta split. I had a good time. Thanks for the movie." I waved and bade goodbye.
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