London Underground Could Been Better Part II
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It was a cold November evening and as I left my office I wrapped my overcoat around me and fastened the buttons. It was a 5 minute walk to the tube station and the usual overcrowded platform and train awaited me. I pushed my way through the crowds and eventually reached the station and joined the queue at the escalator, descending down to the especially busy platform. Despite the weather outside, the station felt uncomfortably hot so I loosened my coat then my tie.
I hated travelling on the tube everyday but thankfully I only had 4 stops before I could leave the tube at my overground terminal. I waited for the next train and within 2 minutes it arrived already crammed with passengers looking as fed up as I felt. I managed to squeeze onto the train as the doors closed behind me and with a jolt the train moved away. It was impossible not to have bodily contact with those closest to you in this situation and over the years I have had many a hard on when "accidentally" rubbing up against women crushed against me. Some of them knew and played the game moving in time with the train feeling a hard cock rubbing against their arse. Others didn't want to play the game but had little choice as the underground is always overcrowded in the rush hour.
Tonight I was looking at the back of a mans head... just my luck after a shitty day in the office. He was holding on to one of the overhead hand rails. As the train continued through the tunnel towards the next stop he lurched backwards as the train suddenly slowed and I realised his arse was in contact with my crotch. Was it my imagination or did he give a slight wiggle as the train sped up again.
We reached the station and a couple of people forced their way past us and off the train immediately being replaced by more passengers. The guy had turned to allow people off and as we started off again we were now facing each other. I guessed he was about 55 roughly the same height as me at 6 feet and slightly built. He looked me in the eye and smiled ever so slightly which I found disconcerting to say the least.
Another 7/8 minutes or so and I would be off train and I closed my eyes thinking of the cold beer waiting for me at home.
The train lurched again and I felt a hand cross my crotch area and I opened my eyes to see this guy looking for a reaction from me. I don't think my face gave much away but the increasing bulge in my pants told me I was getting turned on being touched up by a stranger. I closed my eyes again and ever so slightly pushed my hips forward until I felt his hand again. He let out a small sigh as he felt the bulge of my now fully erect cock.
With the movement of the train this stranger massaged my cock through my trousers as I managed to pull my overcoat open forming a sort of tent around us in case there were any prying eyes in the carriage. We entered the second station and he quickly withdrew his hand as more passengers alighted again to be replaced by yet more people all wanting to get home.
The train began moving again and a second later his hand was back where he, and I suppose I, wanted it. His fingers moved to my zipper and he drew the zip down and found my cock with his sweaty hand. As his fingers closed around my throbbing member I let out a gasp as he began to masturbate me slowly. I opened my eyes and glanced around the carriage wondering if anyone had noticed this public masturbation. To my relief all I could see were people with heads buried in the evening newspapers or books or simply staring straight ahead.
He shifted slightly and his hand left my cock. He took my hand in his and guided me towards his crotch where I felt a hot long very thick pulsating cock already leaking pre cum from the tip. I moved my hand under and took his heavy balls in the palm of my hand and used my middle finger to massage towards his hole. His hand returned to my member as we mutually masturbated each other on this crowded tube train, my overcoat the only protection we had from anyone else seeing us.
The train ground to a halt in a tunnel and as it did so our cocks touched. He quickly wrapped his hand round both our cocks and moved slowly up and down as my now leaking member told me just how turned on I was. I was breathing heavily and pushing my hips forward as this stranger continued to rub our hard cocks together.
"Fuck" I whispered through clenched teeth "you're going to make me cum if you don't stop". He smiled and rubbed his thumb over my sensitive cock head making more pre cum leak out. "Good" he replied "just enjoy". I was in a dreamlike state and my head was swimming with the pleasure of another man, a complete stranger wanking my cock on a crowded commuter train.
His hand joined our cocks again while I continued to massage his heavy balls. I felt his body stiffen and a second later I felt a hot sticky stream of cum cover my cock. This was too much for me and as my balls tightened I let out my own stream of cum onto his cock and hand. I'm not sure I've ever produced so much cum and I felt sure some had landed on the carriage floor.
To my amazement he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked away the remnants of two loads of cum. We quickly put our cocks away and zipped up. I managed to glance down and to my horror saw a line of his cum running down my suit trousers. Despite the heat of the train I closed my overcoat and did up a couple of buttons. "Nice cock, nice load" he said. "likewise" was all I could muster in reply.
The train entered my station and I made to leave. "My stop too" he said with a wink. "Maybe we will meet again" he continued. As I stepped onto the platform a lady brushed past me. She stopped right in front of me and turned around. "Nice show" she commented with a smile "hope you and my husband both enjoyed it" and saying nothing else she strode away from me.
I looked behind me but the guy had disappeared. "Fuck, i've been well set up" I said to myself even though I had enjoyed the whole experience immensely. I travelled the escalator up to my overground terminal sort of consoling myself that whilst I had enjoyed the guy wanking me it was only a one off as the chances of seeing him again were probably the same as winning the lottery.
I had 15 minutes to wait for my ongoing connection so went outside for a cigarette. As I fumbled in my overcoat pocket I found a business card with a name, phone number and e mail address printed on it and the words "please contact if you enjoyed". I had to admit I did enjoy, very much, and decided there and then I would e mail "Neil" just as soon as I arrived home....
I hated travelling on the tube everyday but thankfully I only had 4 stops before I could leave the tube at my overground terminal. I waited for the next train and within 2 minutes it arrived already crammed with passengers looking as fed up as I felt. I managed to squeeze onto the train as the doors closed behind me and with a jolt the train moved away. It was impossible not to have bodily contact with those closest to you in this situation and over the years I have had many a hard on when "accidentally" rubbing up against women crushed against me. Some of them knew and played the game moving in time with the train feeling a hard cock rubbing against their arse. Others didn't want to play the game but had little choice as the underground is always overcrowded in the rush hour.
Tonight I was looking at the back of a mans head... just my luck after a shitty day in the office. He was holding on to one of the overhead hand rails. As the train continued through the tunnel towards the next stop he lurched backwards as the train suddenly slowed and I realised his arse was in contact with my crotch. Was it my imagination or did he give a slight wiggle as the train sped up again.
We reached the station and a couple of people forced their way past us and off the train immediately being replaced by more passengers. The guy had turned to allow people off and as we started off again we were now facing each other. I guessed he was about 55 roughly the same height as me at 6 feet and slightly built. He looked me in the eye and smiled ever so slightly which I found disconcerting to say the least.
Another 7/8 minutes or so and I would be off train and I closed my eyes thinking of the cold beer waiting for me at home.
The train lurched again and I felt a hand cross my crotch area and I opened my eyes to see this guy looking for a reaction from me. I don't think my face gave much away but the increasing bulge in my pants told me I was getting turned on being touched up by a stranger. I closed my eyes again and ever so slightly pushed my hips forward until I felt his hand again. He let out a small sigh as he felt the bulge of my now fully erect cock.
With the movement of the train this stranger massaged my cock through my trousers as I managed to pull my overcoat open forming a sort of tent around us in case there were any prying eyes in the carriage. We entered the second station and he quickly withdrew his hand as more passengers alighted again to be replaced by yet more people all wanting to get home.
The train began moving again and a second later his hand was back where he, and I suppose I, wanted it. His fingers moved to my zipper and he drew the zip down and found my cock with his sweaty hand. As his fingers closed around my throbbing member I let out a gasp as he began to masturbate me slowly. I opened my eyes and glanced around the carriage wondering if anyone had noticed this public masturbation. To my relief all I could see were people with heads buried in the evening newspapers or books or simply staring straight ahead.
He shifted slightly and his hand left my cock. He took my hand in his and guided me towards his crotch where I felt a hot long very thick pulsating cock already leaking pre cum from the tip. I moved my hand under and took his heavy balls in the palm of my hand and used my middle finger to massage towards his hole. His hand returned to my member as we mutually masturbated each other on this crowded tube train, my overcoat the only protection we had from anyone else seeing us.
The train ground to a halt in a tunnel and as it did so our cocks touched. He quickly wrapped his hand round both our cocks and moved slowly up and down as my now leaking member told me just how turned on I was. I was breathing heavily and pushing my hips forward as this stranger continued to rub our hard cocks together.
"Fuck" I whispered through clenched teeth "you're going to make me cum if you don't stop". He smiled and rubbed his thumb over my sensitive cock head making more pre cum leak out. "Good" he replied "just enjoy". I was in a dreamlike state and my head was swimming with the pleasure of another man, a complete stranger wanking my cock on a crowded commuter train.
His hand joined our cocks again while I continued to massage his heavy balls. I felt his body stiffen and a second later I felt a hot sticky stream of cum cover my cock. This was too much for me and as my balls tightened I let out my own stream of cum onto his cock and hand. I'm not sure I've ever produced so much cum and I felt sure some had landed on the carriage floor.
To my amazement he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked away the remnants of two loads of cum. We quickly put our cocks away and zipped up. I managed to glance down and to my horror saw a line of his cum running down my suit trousers. Despite the heat of the train I closed my overcoat and did up a couple of buttons. "Nice cock, nice load" he said. "likewise" was all I could muster in reply.
The train entered my station and I made to leave. "My stop too" he said with a wink. "Maybe we will meet again" he continued. As I stepped onto the platform a lady brushed past me. She stopped right in front of me and turned around. "Nice show" she commented with a smile "hope you and my husband both enjoyed it" and saying nothing else she strode away from me.
I looked behind me but the guy had disappeared. "Fuck, i've been well set up" I said to myself even though I had enjoyed the whole experience immensely. I travelled the escalator up to my overground terminal sort of consoling myself that whilst I had enjoyed the guy wanking me it was only a one off as the chances of seeing him again were probably the same as winning the lottery.
I had 15 minutes to wait for my ongoing connection so went outside for a cigarette. As I fumbled in my overcoat pocket I found a business card with a name, phone number and e mail address printed on it and the words "please contact if you enjoyed". I had to admit I did enjoy, very much, and decided there and then I would e mail "Neil" just as soon as I arrived home....
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