The Train Encounter (repost)
Phil walked onto the platform and glanced up at the information board, fucking 10 mins late as usual, he said to himself, sitting down on a metal bench. He did this supposedly 25 min commute, every day, although the journey time ranged between 20mins to an hour. Anyway, it would give him a bit of time to look at the app he had downloaded onto his phone last night. He regularly logged onto a, Gay and Bi men meeting site and decided to download the app and try out the ‘Who’s Near’ function on his way to work. Logged on, he selected ‘who’s near’ and waited for the page to load. Mmmm, that’s disappointing, he thought, the nearest guy was 10 miles away, not on the platform as he had optimistically hoped. He kept the page open, popping the phone into his top pocket as the train pulled in.
The carriage had a few people scattered around, he selected an empty section of four seats, sitting in the isle, hoping no one would bother climbing over him to get to the window seat. As the train pulled away, he grabbed his phone and refreshed the page, to his amazement, at the top of the list was a profile within touching distance, but no photo to identify the guy. Phil quickly looked through the profile details, his age, Bi, looking for some mutual wank/oral fun. He looked, but couldn’t see anyone around, when his phone pinged and up popped a message from this guy. You on a train? Was all it said. Phil messaged back; Yes, just got on. He came back again, how far you going? Next stop but one, Phil replied. Up for a bit of phone fun then? came back, with a pic of Phil looking at his phone. Shit murmured Phil under his breath and began to get that anxious, nervous, excitement feeling in his stomach. Yes, I think so Phil replied.
Look up, said the next message. Phil did as instructed, and there, in the next section in front of him, was a guy in hoodie, trackies and trainers, shuffling into sight from the window seat which had been obscured by the other seats, looking down at his phone. The train pulled into the next station and a few more people got on, but nothing back from the guy yet.
As the train began moving another message with a picture of this guy’s trackies displaying a very descent bulge, you like? let’s see yours, with a thumb’s up emoji. Phil’s cock had begun to get hard and was showing a nice bulge in his trackies too, so was quite willing to share a pic. Very nice cock you must have under there, need a BJ? was his reply, with a short gif showing his bulge rising up and down, as he tensed and relaxed his cock. Before Phil could reply, he messaged again, next stop, gent’s toilets, far cubicle, with another thumbs up. Phil sent a thumbs up in return.
As the train came to a stop with a jolt, Phil stood up and picked up his bag. Looking forward, the guy had already gone. Walking down the carriage towards the door he caught a glimpse of the guy out of the window, rushing down the platform. Mmmm, Phil thought, a bit disappointed, another timewasting dreamer.
Stepping off the train, needing a piss anyway, he followed the signs to the gent’s toilet at the far end of the platform. The toilet was quiet and empty, just as he thought and stepped up to a urinal, got his half erect cock out and began to piss, at the same time thinking whether he could risk having a quick wank here. Thinking better of it, he slipped his still half hard cock back into his briefs and pulled up his joggers. As he turned his phone pinged, a message from the guy. You cumming in then? now you’ve had a piss. Fuck, he is here, Phil realised and moved toward the far cubicle.
The door ajar, Phil tentatively pushed the door and made a hesitant step into the cubicle. The guy appeared from behind the door, pulled Phil in and pushed the door closed, sliding across the latch lock. Standing face to face, the guy grinning, said you made it then, and pulled Phil’s joggers and briefs down, allowing Phil’s now erect cock to spring free. He too had his joggers and briefs down and was sporting an erection to be proud of. Before Phil could really comprehend what was happening, the guy knelt down and took Phil’s cock deep down into his mouth, while furiously wanking his own cock.
So intense was this guy’s sucking and wanking technique, it wasn’t long before Phil begun to feel that need to cum, the guy sensing this, sucked even harder until Phil couldn’t hold on any longer and began to shoot his spunk down this guy’s throat. Phil looked down and the guy was shooting his spunk too, straight into Phil’s joggers and briefs that were around his ankles. When they had both finished shooting their loads, the guy put his head forward and dribbled Phil’s load into the crutch of his own briefs and joggers.
There, he said, we’ll both have something to remind us of each other for the rest of the day. He stood up pulling up his cum soaked briefs and joggers, thanks for that, I’m on that train Tuesdays and Thursdays, if you fancy another meet, message me if I’m showing nearby. He turned unlocking the door and left. Phil slowly pulled up his cum soaked briefs and joggers thinking that it was handy his joggers were black and wouldn’t show the spunk that was slowly soaking into the material. As he walked back onto the platform, he began to realise what a good idea it was to have downloaded the app, but to ensure, he always carried some spare briefs and joggers, as he felt the warm spunk squelching around his cock and balls.
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wish I could have fun like this
