What a trip!

I had a wonderful five days over my Thanksgiving holiday hanging out with my buddy Mike in New York. This was my first time visiting Mike since he moved to Harlem. I was truly in my element being in a place with so many gorgeous black men walking the streets, riding on the subway, and out in the clubs. There were a fair number of tall brothers, too – which always gets my heart pumping and my dick hard. I got cruised a few times by some hotties, but I was a good boy – I was in the city to visit my friend after all, not to get laid.

I had a very early flight out of LaGuardia, heading for Chicago where I would have to change planes for the quick flight home to Milwaukee. The security line at the airport was horrendous, even at this early hour of the morning. There didn’t seem to be any eye candy for me either, just a bunch of families heading home from the holidays with their unruly kids. I ended up near the end of the line and could see the line bending around the walls. Luckily, my flight was an hour away so I should be able to make it. I was tired and my mind started drifting into fantasizing about this tall light-skinned brother I had seen yesterday on the train. He had the most beautiful long legs and these pointy-toed shoes that made his feet look even longer than their already impressive length.