Silkstockinglover Literotica

Silkstockinglover Literotica



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Summary: Straight married man submits to a young stranger at airport.

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Note: This will be a multi-chaptered tale of one man's journey from straight as an arrow, to submissive, eager cocksucker and much more.

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Note 2: Thanks to goamz86, Robert, and Mab7991 for editing this story.

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I was pissed off. I had rushed my ass off to make my flight only to learn it had been delayed by an hour and a half.

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Exhausted, I sat down and texted my wife:

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I looked around and saw many others sitting around, seemingly as annoyed by the delay as I was. Realizing that I hadn't eaten since breakfast and it was now one-thirty, I went to a little bar and grill to have a beer and a meal. I grabbed a seat at the bar, as there were no tables available.

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Just relax honey...grab a bite to eat.

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Already at the bar getting ready to order. Text you later.

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After ordering, a young guy, maybe twenty-one, asked, "Delayed?"

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"You have that frazzled, rushed to get here, and now I have to fucking wait look," he answered.

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"There is a look for that?" I joked.

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He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of me. I was about to ask 'what the fuck?', as he turned the phone around and showed me the photo he had just taken.

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"Fair enough," I laughed, the photo caught me indeed looking pretty frazzled.

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"I'm Gary," he said, extending his hand.

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"Chris," I offered back, shaking his hand, amazed at just how blue his eyes were, like the water in the Bahamas, which I had visited last year with my wife.

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"You have rather soft hands," he said.

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I shrugged, "A business man," still unable to stop looking into his eyes.

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"What? Oh, it is just that you have ridiculously blue eyes," I said.

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"I get that all the time," he shrugged.

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"I imagine so," I nodded, again looking into his exotic blue eyes.

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"Why don't you buy me a drink?" He said, casually.

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Not wanting to be rude, I agreed, "Sure, what are you drinking?"

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"Rye and coke," he said, again his eyes boring into me.

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I was not gay. I had never even considered a guy sexually attractive, yet something about his eyes had me drawn to him. If I was single, and he was a woman, I would have launched a full on frontal attack.

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The bartender came and I ordered a drink for Gary and another one for me.

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When the bartender returned with the drinks, Gary put his hand on my leg, gave it a squeeze and said, "Thanks Chris," before just as quickly moving his hand away

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"You're welcome," I said, stunned by his sudden contact with my leg and the realization that he might be gay.

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We chatted for ten minutes about sports, his school and my work, and I concluded his squeeze on my knee was just him being overly friendly. I would be lying if I denied that there was something unexplainable about him. I wasn't attracted to him, yet his eyes seemed to be causing strange feelings inside me.

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He asked, "Buy me another drink?"

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"Sure," I shrugged, finding it strange he didn't buy this round but figuring it was because he was just a young first year college student and probably didn't have a lot of money.

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So I bought another round and when the bartender left with us our drinks, Gary's hand returned to my leg, but this time it didn't leave. "Thanks, Chris."

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"N-n-no problem," I stammered, distracted by his hand on my leg and the sudden growth in my pants.

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I should have said the obvious, 'you're hand is on my leg', but, for some unexplainable reason, those were not the words that came out of my mouth. The words that did come out of my mouth sealed my fate forever, when I didn't protest his sexual advancement, "Oh nothing, I just still can't get past how exotic your eyes are."

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A male stranger hits on me and instead of punching him in the face, I give him a compliment. What the hell was wrong with me? Also, why was my cock growing in my pants?

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"Exotic as in beautiful?" He asked.

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"I guess," I shrugged, knowing how gay it would sound to compliment his eyes with a feminine word like beautiful.

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"You guess?" He scoffed, his hand moving up my leg ever so slowly.

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"Yes, they're beautiful," I said, for some reason just wanting to please him.

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"You're married, I see," he responded.

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"Twenty-one years," I said, my tone implying it felt a lot longer.

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"You must have a nasty itch," he said.

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"Well, they say that marriage gets stale after seven years, and you are triple that," he said.

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"Oh, I love her it's just..." I began and stopped.

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"It's just what?" He asked, his hand moving up a bit more.

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"The sex isn't what it used to be," I admitted.

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"No more head?" He asked knowingly.

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"Only if she is really drunk," I admitted, wondering why I was revealing such intimate details of my pathetic love life to a gay stranger. I reflected on how, for twenty years, our sex life had been good, but over the last year or so it had declined to almost nothing.

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"Give me your wedding ring," he said.

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"What?" I asked, surprised from the sudden shift in our conversation as well as the odd request.

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"Now!" He said, suddenly authoritative. I looked into his blue eyes and felt compelled to obey.

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Taking off my wedding ring, which I never do, I handed it to him without a word.

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"Good boy," he said, his tone back to normal as he moved his hand and squeezed my stiff cock. I watched him put the ring in his pocket. Smiling, he seemed to flirt, "You may want to adjust that thing, it seems as if is feeling rather trapped."

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Without hesitation, I adjusted my cock so it was comfortable....but still begging for attention. Stunned by the reality that he had just squeezed my cock, and how I wanted his hand back on my leg or, even better, on my cock.

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Just then our food arrived and we ate in silence. My head was a mess. I had just given some stranger, a gay stranger, my wedding ring. A stranger had squeezed my cock making it as hard as steel and begging for more attention. Yet, I wasn't gay. I had never even considered doing anything gay before. Oh sure, I could tell when a man was good looking, but I never got hard, never fantasized about a guy and had definitely never masturbated about one. Yet, I ate in silence, waiting for him to talk to me again...like a girl waiting by the phone for the guy to call, I imagine...my cock never really going down.

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