He was incredibly attracted to Greyson, and it felt right."Take in the "seed"? You mean...sexually? Like, you have to have sex?"he asked.He was mildl... surprised he wasn't at all put off by the thought.Sawyer's pulse actually quickened as he pictured what that wouldentail."Yes, that is what I'm saying," Greyson responded, putting his glass ofwine on the side table.Sawyer slid even closer to Greyson, lascivious thoughts starting tocrystalize in his mind. He'd never looked at a man and felt. I smiled at the flirty attendant again this time with a wink. I entered the bathroom at the rear of the plane. "Need some fun?" a voice rang out. I turned around and there was the flight attendant. Her name tag "Emily" fit hercute face, and short curly blond hair. She just smiled at me, and I smiled back. She had already closed and locked the door to the bathroom. She then took me by the hand and kissed me. I kissed her back. "Why don't we get these panties off," she smirked as she rubbed me. ” To which another instantly added, "Nah, she’s a sissy.” I flushed red, a mixture of anger and embarrassment, and turned to look at the second speaker as I speeded up a little. Not too much - I didn't want the creep to think that he had got to me in any way. I had little more than a glimpse of a black street tough, a guy at least four inches shorter than me, hair cropped close to his skull, and a cheeky grin plastered across his face, before I rounded the corner and was gone. I changed my. You’ll be cuffed to the chair. If you don’t like the idea, speak now.” I put my hands behind my back. Click, click. “Is that too uncomfortable?” asked Liz. “It’s going to be a long day.” “Sure, I’m fine,” I said nervously. Liz pulled up the elastic of my boxers and kissed the crown of my cock. “See you at six,” she said. The door closed and the lock snapped. I sat and waited, wondering how long it would be.