Mischievous At The Airport

(Based on real events, names and locations changed)

I worked at an airport for a few years ago before going back to my studies. I worked as a cleaner for a small private company, meaning I would clean mainly private jets and some office spaces in the airport itself. I worked around three years and said my goodbyes right before Covid. It was mainly only me and my boss working there as cleaners, sometimes we had a third or forth worker but those where mainly during the summers.

This airport wasn’t a big one, as I said it was mainly used by rich people and two commercial flights per day. This gave us a lot of time to wander around or relax between flights or after cleaning an office. 

I’ve always been kind of an exhibitionist, and loved to masturbate in “dangerous” places like in school bathrooms, empty classrooms, outdoors etc. I don’t know why but the first six months at this work, it never occurred to me to have jerk off sessions there. Until one day that is.

Snow had started to come at this part of Sweden, and the darkness had started earlier and earlier each day. Our office was at ground, furthest part of the main building and was level facing the runway. Usually you see the planes take off and land easily, but now all you could see where the small lights. It was almost at the end of the day and we only had a common room for some workers left. My boss however had revived a call from the hospital that his old mother had fall from the stairs, thankfully nothing serious but she was a old woman so I said it was okay for him to go earlier rather then sooner. He thanked me tons before leaving.

I had no problems cleaning the common room alone, I’ve started to recognize some of the workers there even. There weren’t a lot of them there when I got to them so I had the place almost by myself. When I started to vacuum under a couch I found a pair of used black boxers. “What the F” I thought and reluctantly pulled them away from the vacuums mouth. I could see they’d been used quite recently, since there were dark patches of sweat both at the front and back. I was stunned when I saw visible patches of dry cum on them. I swore to myself and threw them at the nearest trash can. (I regret it now). 

I decided to hurry up so I could return to our office to wash my hands. It took me 10 minutes before I could return, all the time thinking of what I just found. It had to be one of the ground workers since it was there they usually hung out. There was some of them who were really cute with great asses. I realized my dick was starting to come alive right before I closed the door behind me. I stood still for a second thinking about the boxers, the patches of sweat, the dried cum, how someone had been using them through the day…

My dick started to really get hard now and since I knew there was no chance of someone getting here at this hour, I knew I could take care of business. I placed the vacuum and everything else at their usual place before opening up the door again to the corridor. I listen carefully just in case I heard some footsteps coming closer. I was relived I didn’t hear any thing and went back to the room.

The room was small, it had a couch, a small kitchen section and a cupboard for our cleaning and personal things. I went to the window just to see if there was any security cameras point towards our office, thankfully I couldn’t see any thing but I decided to turn off the lights just in case. All this took only a few seconds and my dick hadn’t gone down.

Before I sat down on the couch, I unlocked the belt opened the fly and with both hands pulled down my pants and boxers down to my working boots. Although not the biggest one, my dick was rock hard and slapped against my working shirt. A string of pre cum landed on my right thigh as I sat my ass down on the couch. I wasn’t the hardest person but I did pack a great bush around my privates and armpits, I usually trimmed but since it had been a while I was a few months overdue.

Anyways, I started to rub and pull my dick, retracting my forskin exposing my big head. My left hand, who had touched the guys boxers, went to my face and I did detect a faint smell of dick and ass. It was enough for me to feel intoxicated and I started to lick up the pace. My hips started to follow my hands motion and I started to breathe heavily. I kept thinking of whose boxers it was, maybe it was Oskar’s, or Robin’s, or Amir’s? It didn’t mater to me now, I could feel my sperm traveling up my hard dick so I decided to pull my shirt a bit and aimed my dick towards my stomach.

Five thick and long chunks of hot sperm landed on my stomach as I moaned loudly. I was feeling motionless and just lived in the moment for a minute, my cum started to fall from my stomach and onto the couch pillows under me. My legs started to shake and I got up, still half naked, got to the kitchen sink and took a paper towel to dry my self off.

I pulled my pants up and cleaned the couch from my sperm. I then took my stuff and went home, and this was only the first time I masturbated at my work. There was a lot of times I could get completely naked and even had some adventures on a few airplanes. And there was that time my boss joined, but that’s for another time!