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I'm very excited to share the story for August that you guys voted for - sexy football star, Chad gets more than he bargained for when he goes through security at the airport. I hope you guys enjoy this one - let me know in the comments or drop me a message :) 

Polls for September's story will be up in the next few days. 

Chad Maxwell was half asleep when he arrived at the airport. It was just after 6am and he was heading to board a flight to California for a meeting with a new football team. He’d been the star quarterback for his city’s team for the last three years, and he’d decided it was time for a change.

A change which felt less exciting when he was barely awake and wearing last night’s clothes with a hooded sweater thrown over the top. His usually styled hair was a mess and he had stubble across his strong jaw.

Despite this, Chad has the usual swagger in his step as he approached the check-in desk and gave the female attendant a winning smile. He almost laughed as she knocked over a stack of blank tickets and then proceeded to blush and get more flustered by the second.

It was as Chad was waiting for her to print his ticket that Ewan Bernstein wandered past in his security uniform. Ewan was running a little late for his shift, but when he glanced to his left and the saw deliciously sexy mountain of a man that was Chad Maxwell, Ewan practically ran to the Security Gate.

Mercifully, he was paired with one of his best buddies, Javier Herrera, which meant that this shift was about to get significantly more enjoyable.

“Javier,” Ewan panted as he swiped his way into the Security Gate and grabbed his partner by the arm. “You’ll never guess who’s heading our way in about five minutes.”

Javier was half asleep as he took a swig of coffee and shook his head. “Enlighten me.”

“Chad Maxwell is at the check-in desk. Chad Meaty Maxwell. He’s fucking huge. We need to play the game.”

Javier seemed to immediately wake up. “Oh, fuck yeah. Let me tell Jules to cover the other aisle. We’ll wait until he’s here and then shut our line.”

“Deal.”

Ewan was practically bouncing with excitement as he switched on the belt and the scanner. They were in the line furthest from the door, so whilst Javier got Jules in the line next to them to cover for them, Ewan raced down to the entrance so that he could direct Chad down his line.

When Chad had eventually checked his bag, got his ticket, and escaped the giggly woman on the check-in desk, he headed to the Security Gate ready to get through and collapse in one of the lounges with a giant coffee.

As he stepped through the entrance, one of the security guards, a tall guy in his late 30’s, ushered him to the line on the end which appeared to be empty.

“Looks like my lucky day,” Chad said with a grin.

The security guard laughed and followed him down the walkway to the conveyor belt.

Chad tossed his bag into one of the dirty looking grey crates, before kicking off his shoes and adding those, along with his phone and his watch.

“No belt and nothing in the pockets?” a Latino security guard with a beefy chest and thick arms asked him.

Chad shook his head. “Nope, not my first time dude.”

The guard raised his eyebrows and gestured for Chad to step through the scanner.

Chad walked through and for the first time in his life, there was a loud buzzer and a red light. Chad looked up at the scanner in surprise as the tall guard from before walked over to them.

“Can you hold your arms out to the side for me, sir?” he said with a smile.

I bet this guy can’t wait to feel me up, Chad laughed to himself as he raised his arms and stepped his feet apart.

Ewan wasted no time in running his hands over Chad’s arms, chest, back and waist, before going down either leg. He desperately wanted to feel more, but he knew there’d be time for that later.

“Can you go back through for me?” the Latino security guard asked.

Chad took a few steps backwards before walking through the scanner again.

BUZZ!

More red light and Chad was starting to get irritated.

“Sorry guys, but I really need to get going.”

The two security guards exchanged a look, which said they’d heard that plenty of times before.

“Can you remove your hooded sweater and place it on the conveyor belt for us please? Then we’ll try again and get you on your way.”

The tall guard had his arms crossed, and Chad nodded as he yanked off his sweater, his white t-shirt underneath riding up to his chest as he did so.

Ewan tried not to drool at the sight of the sexy quarterback as he lifted off his sweater and flashed his tight abs and his tanned skin. It had been months since they’d had someone hot to play with like this and he’d wanted to get his hands on Chad Maxwell for years. Ignoring the growing bulge in his utility pants, he gestured for Chad to walk through the scanner again.

BUZZ!

“Is this thing broken?” Chad asked, starting to feel more than a little pissed off.

“They all say that,” Javier said with a well-practiced eye roll. “We have two options now. You can either remove your jeans and try again, or we can take you down the hall to a room where we’ll do a proper strip-search. Your choice buddy.”

Chad couldn’t believe this. He’d never been strip-searched in his life. What the hell was going on? There was nothing on his clothes or him. These idiots were clearly doing something wrong.

“I’m not doing either. Your scanner must be broken.”

Ewan took a step forward. “You do realise that refusing to co-operate could result in arrest.”

Chad frowned. He knew this whole thing was ridiculous, but he couldn’t afford to get in any trouble when he was trying to get signed by a new team.

“Whatever,” Chad sighed as he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them to his ankles.

Ewan and Javier had to keep their faces neutral as they watched Chad take his jeans off. His thick furry thighs were incredibly muscular, and they were both surprised to see that he was wearing a skimpy pair of white bikini briefs.

“Place them on the conveyor belt and then we’ll get you to step through,” Javier said with a grin in Ewan’s direction.

Chad threw his jeans on the belt with more force than was necessary and then adjusted his skimpy briefs. He’d forgotten he was wearing such a small pair, or he might have reconsidered going to a room. He wasn’t fazed by stripping down in front of people after years in locker rooms, but these particular undies were a little smaller than he’d usually wear in front of people.

Ewan was having a hard time concentrating having this sexy football stud in just a t-shirt and some slutty briefs. The man was a god and Ewan was desperate to get his hands on him.

Javier waved Chad through and he stepped into the scanner again.

BUZZ!

“What the fuck?” Chad yelled. “I’m barely wearing anything.”

Ewan tried not to smile. “I suggest you save us time by removing your t-shirt and briefs together or we can go to the room.”

“You want me to get naked? There are people down there, not to mention how many cameras there are.”

“Your choice buddy. We’ve got all day,” Javier said with a shrug.

Chad looked to his left and was relieved that the other lines were empty except the one at the end of the massive room. No one could really see him, and it would mean that he could get through more quickly.

“Fine,” he said with a frown as he pulled off his t-shirt revealing furry pecs, a smooth muscled stomach, and incredible arms.

Ewan practically drooled at the sight. “Now . . . the briefs.”

Chad blew out the breath he was holding before tucking his thumbs under the waistband. He pushed the briefs quickly to his ankles and tossed them on the conveyor belt with his t-shirt.

Ewan and Javier took in the sight of Chad’s thick, soft cock and balls as he removed his underwear. His cock was cut and looked like it would be an impressive size when hard.

Chad covered his cock with his hands.

“Hands at your side please and come through again,” Ewan said with a small wave.

Chad stepped through the scanner and this time, there was no buzz and no red light.

“Looks like you’re good to go, but we’ll just do a quick body check before you get dressed,” Ewan said with a smile.

Unsurprised by this, Chad rolled his eyes and waited as Ewan walked towards him and started running his hands over Chad’s arms, his armpits, his pecs, his stomach, his hips, his back, his butt, his thighs, and his calves.

“Are you done now?” Chad asked, sounding just as irritated as he felt.

“Nearly,” Ewan said. “Please turn around.”

Somewhat unwillingly, Chad turned around giving Ewan and Javier their first proper look at his magnificent ass. His cheeks had a light dusting of hair, but his crack was surprisingly smooth. Ewan was amazed at how round and pert it was and took no time to run his hands over Chad’s muscular shoulders, before running them down his back to his perfect cheeks.

Feeling bold, Ewan grabbed both cheeks and spread them apart to get a peek at Chad’s perfect pink hole.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Chad yelped as he jumped forward.

“We’re doing a body check. Calm down and stay still,” Javier said with a firm authoritative tone.

Chad grudgingly held still, but he was convinced that these guys were playing with him. Why the fuck did they spread his cheeks? And why did this guy’s hands on his ass seem to make his cock start to harden.

“Can I please get dressed now?” Chad asked, suddenly very aware that he was butt naked and his cock was starting to get hard.

Ewan and Javier exchanged a look that said they’d done as much as they could.

“Sure thing,” Ewan said with a slightly defeated tone. “Let me grab your clothes for you.”

Ewan went over to the conveyor belt and grabbed Chad’s jeans, sweater, and t-shirt, but he pushed the briefs behind the desk. He’d save those for later.

“Where’s my undies?” Chad asked in disbelief as he took his clothes.

“They were pretty small dude. They probably got stuck in the mechanism. If you want to stand here and wait, we can call maintenance down.”

“Fuck you,” Chad cursed under his breath as he pulled his jeans, very conscious that his cock was now at half-mast.

As Chad dressed and grabbed his bag, Ewan grabbed his briefs and stuffed them into his pocket.

“Are you seriously stealing his undies?” Javier asked with a raised brow.

Ewan shrugged. “Fucking right I am.”

Chad didn’t say a word to the two security guards as he grabbed his bag and headed to the lounge. He felt like he’d been violated, but equally he was still aroused, so he didn’t really know what to do with himself.

Ewan left Javier and headed straight to the bathroom. Within seconds, his pants were round his ankles and Chad’s briefs were pressed to his face as he stroked his cock.

Little did he know that just a minute later, Chad entered the stall next to him, dropped his own pants and was jerking off his now fully erect cock as he remembered the feeling of the tall security guard who’d spread his cheeks.