Today, I just returned from holiday travels and want to share this experience I had a couple of hours ago.
I am a closeted married bi-guy fifty five years old, six feet, one inch, two hundred pounds and masculine looking with a crew cut and a bushy beard. I was returning from an overnight flight and looking forward to a cigarette, collecting my baggage and getting home. I was extremely horny after a few days of celibacy, but not really looking for any action in the airport.
On the way to baggage claim, I stopped off at a screened-in terrace to have a well deserved smoke. While there were a lot of people on the terrace, my eyes zoomed in on a man and wife who were probably in their mid-forties. The man was just my type-about six feet, two hundred ten pounds, close cropped beard and had the beginnings of a beer gut. He had a muscular chest with slightly protruding nipples in his tight polo shirt. My cock stirred just watching him inhale and exhale the cigarette smoke.
He looked over at me, appearingly quite uninterested when I entered the terrace. I usually have a good gaydar, but while I, myself was interested in him, I got no vibes back from him. I enjoyed the view and thought nothing more of it.