The Next Best Thing

I started my modelling just before Covid shut everything down. Newbies don't make much money but you have to start somewhere.
The agency I am linked to is in a large city. Because I had little income during Covid, I moved to a small town to live with my sister and her husband.
Work has now resumed but I have yet to get on my feet financially so still stay with them. At least now I can pay a little rent.
I commute to the city every week, for as many days as needed. Mostly its two or three days and I am put up at pretty cheap and sleazy hotel rooms, paid for by the agency. Well by their clients I guess.
My airfares are paid for too, which is cool.
Physically I have the attributes of most male models. Face, hair, body. I am gay but not overtly so. You could say though that I look like I might be gay.
Over the last few weeks I have started to recognize familiar faces from earlier flights. Some are very regular commuters who always catch the Friday night flight I usually take. I am a natural smiler and happily make eye contact with strangers. Male ones anyway.
Three weeks ago I was sitting in the gate lounge opposite a guy who I had seen almost every week I flew. I had smiled at him a couple of times, and had made eye contact. On this occasion he smiled at me, and our eye contact was more than fleeting.
After a bit, he motioned with his head towards the wash room and used his thumb to point more directly.
Then he stood and walked with his briefcase to the men's washroom. A little later I followed.
He is mid 30's and could be a model himself. I had wondered if he might be gay a few times, so I was keen to explore the opportunity more.
He had waited in the little washroom lobby and when I joined him Hs smiled and walked to the paraplegic cubicle, and went inside. I followed him in. "More space in here" he said.
He stepped up to me and kissed me on the mouth. The he said he wanted to see me in my underwear. I undressed right down to my little bikini briefs. I knelt in front of me and started to rub my cock in the pouch. then he ran his tongue along my hardening erection. I played with his wavy hair while he teased my cock. The. he pulled my full erection out of my briefs and took my cock deep into his mouth. I took most of my 7 inches down his throat. It felt amazing. He sucked and sucked, licked and licked and slide his hand up between my legs and started fingering me. I ejaculated in his mouth when he pushed a finger inside me. He sucked me dry and then pulled off me and stood. Silently. He undressed in front of me. He was commando under his suit. Hard cock flicked out as soon as his pants came down.
Once he was fully nude, he asked my to turn and put my hands on the wash basin and to push my "sexy as fuck" butt out.
H knelt behind me and started to lick my fingered hole. Then he stood and spread my cheeks. I arched my back and pushed my butt towards him as he got into me. He fucked me hard, The way I like it. Hard and balls deep.
Being nude and having sex in a public wash room was really turning me on.
He continued fucking me until his body started to shake and he came in me.
He kept fucking, pumped my butt.
He pulled out and turned me around and kissed my mouth again.
He dressed and left without saying another word.
For the last few weeks we have had sex in the paraplegic wash room one a week. He fucks me and I fuck him, plus the usual kissing and sucking.
He always sits in First Class so I never got to see him after the flight as we both have only carry on baggage.
Until last week.
He was in the terminal by the front door when his wife and young kids came up to him to welcome him home. It really turned me on seeing him kiss her lips, with my cum inside him.
I can't wait for my flight tonight.