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Commuter Train
By Will |
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I used to commute daily about 40
miles from our suburban home to downtown. It sure beat
having to cope with freeway traffic. I used to prefer to
sit in the upper part of the two-decker cars in a face-to-face
seat where I could spread out paperwork in front of me (unless
someone happened to ask to sit there, which was very rare).
I was entertaining clients late one evening in the city, and
managed to catch the last train home - about 10:30P. I'd
had a number of cocktails, and was feeling pretty mellow.
There were very few riders at that time of night, so I had my
pick of seats.
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I was also feeling horny
as hell that evening....a few drinks tend to do that to me.
I hadn't gotten off in almost a week, and the old libido was
raging with all that pent-up sperm still lurking in my balls.
As I relaxed with my legs in front of me in the upper deck, I
started playing a little pocket pool with myself. I got
an immediate erection right there on the train, as I
fantasized about getting it on with some stranger (BTW - this
is a true story).
I was deep in thought, with my
eyes half closed and my penis fully erect under my suit
pants, when I happened to glance down to see a guy in the
four-man seats below. I recall that he was wearing a
navy NY Yankees baseball cap. He was staring up at me
with a half-smile on his face. He'd apparently figured
out what I was doing, and seemed turned on by it. He was
rubbing his crotch also, as he locked eyes with me. This
move was anything but subtle. After recovering from my
surprise, I started thinking about what we were doing. I
looked down at him and slightly nodded my head. He
nodded in return, and continued to stroke his crotch. I
could plainly see that he had a nice hardon under his pants
also. This went on for maybe five minutes. Then he
pointed to himself and then up to where I was sitting, in a
gesture that suggested that he wanted to come up and join me.
I hesitated a bit, then nodded yes.
He gathered up his things, and
went to the end of the car and climbed up to my level, and
walked back to where I was sitting. He extended out
his hand and said, "Hi, I'm Ron." I introduced
myself, and commented that it appeared that we were both
entertaining similar thoughts. He said that he'd always
wanted to jack someone off on the train, but had never had the
opportunity to do it. "Maybe this is our lucky
night" he observed.
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There were maybe 4 people in our
car, and all of them on the lower level, either asleep or with their
nose buried in a newspaper. Nobody was paying a bit of
attention to the two of us. We talked for awhile about
what each of us liked to and where we detrained. As it
happened, we both got off at the same station, but had never run
into each other because of the later hours he worked.
We were still a good 20 minutes from our stop. He
said, "Show me your cock." I unzipped and pulled
out my penis. He did the same. We were both nice and
hard and about the same size - about 6" and cut. I
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He reached over and started
stroking my cock. I shifted so I was angled with my back
toward the people below, while Ron discretely masturbated
me. Then we reversed positions, and I jacked him off.
We played like that, with nobody below noticing a thing, for a
good 15 minutes. Then we decided it'd probably be best
if we finished our masturbating activities in one of our cars
at the station. Before our train pulled in, Ron leaned
down and took me into his mouth for a few head bobs.
Then the conductor called out our stop.
We detrained, and elected to use
my car, which was a larger SUV with tinted windows, parked at
the far end of the commute lot. I opened the
tailgate, spread out a blanket I kept behind the spare, and we
climbed in. We sat facing each other as we removed our
pants. A distant streetlight provided
just enough ambient light for us to see. Ron leaned
forward and started sucking me off to get my erection back.
It didn't take long. Then we switched around and 69'd
with both cocks buried in each other's mouths. I told
Ron that I was close to cumming, and he pulled off briefly and
asked me to cum in his mouth. About 20 seconds later, my
cum was shooting into his mouth, and he was moaning
approvingly as he took my load as fast as I spurted. He
swallowed some of it down, then he laid back with a smile.
He said, "There's still some left. Wanna a
taste?" He leaned forward, and we snowballed the last
remnants of my semen back and forth between our tongues. Usually
I lose my libido right after orgasm, but after sharing
that cum with him, I was still on track. I said that I'd
still like to jack him off and watch him cum. He laid
back as I started sucking him off. As he
started getting worked up, I pulled off and gave him a nice
frantic handjob. Quickly, he started humping my hand and
announced, "Here it comes." He shot at
least 3 spurts straight in the air as I watched in
fascination. I kept pumping as his cum shot. It
was all over my hand and his stomach and thighs. Then I
bent forward and took the last few spurts in my mouth.
He tasted great! I cleaned him up with a towel. He
gave me his phone and address, and we agreed to get together
sometime at his apartment, where he lived by himself. We
did so on many occasions in the ensuing months.
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On one occasion a few weeks
later, when we played at his apartment, I remember he asked me
to suck him off with his Jockey underpants on and he wanted to
cum in my mouth thru the cotton....he shot a surprisingly
big load of semen that day. He kept those crusty
underpants unwashed for weeks as a memento, and told me that he
masturbated into them constantly. A few weeks later
I sucked him off again thru those same cum-filled underpants,
and took another huge load - it was a hot, kinky new twist. I
could taste his dried sperm in the cotton fabric as I sucked
him. Another time he put them on his face and asked my to
jack off and shoot on the crotch of his yellowed, now-crusty underpants,
then all over his face. I was glad to oblige.
Another time, I remember that Ron fucked me in the ass, pulled
out, rolled me over, and ejaculated spurt after spurt of his
fresh, warm sperm all over my face and tongue, we then shared
his load in a long cumkiss. I did the same to him the next time. When
we 69'd, I became a game to see if we could both ejaculate into
the other's mouth about the same time. We got pretty good
at it with time. The two of us enjoyed many
similar kinky activities until he moved out of the area six
months later. Miss that guy. |
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