Title: On the Train Author: Christopher Trevor - Hope you guys enjoy...
I don't like planes. I've feared flying for as long as I can remember. The times when my younger brother and I were kids and our parents took us on vacations to places like Florida, I always begged my folks to allow me to stay behind with our grandparents. But of course that didn't happen and I was forced to fly to Florida...
...and to endure all the festivities of Disney World, Epcot Center, Sea World, etc....LOL...
And so it was, that now, at the age of 33 and working as a banking VP, it was time again for me to head to Chicago on an annual business trip to our bank's main branch...
...where all the bank's VP's from our branches met for a yearly meeting.
Skype and video conferencing works for short meetings, but when all the bank's VP's get together, and for a week at that, it's mandatory that it be in person.
The upside is that we all get to stay in one of the best high-end hotels in all of Chicago. All meals are of course paid for and airfare included as well...
...but in my case, airfare equates to train fare.
The bank I work for had been understanding enough where my fear of flying is concerned, so they paid to Amtrak me to Chicago every year for the annual business trip...
...with the stipulation that I would leave for Chicago on the train the day before the other VP's would fly there. It was a stipulation I was happy to agree to.
Truthfully, taking a long train ride isn't that bad at all. I especially love sleeping in my own private train cabin. Somehow, the sounds of the train's rumbling, which would normally keep most people awake, lulls me out...
...and given that the train ride from New York City to Chicago is 22-23 hours, being able to sleep soundly is a definite perk...
But it's what happened, or, more like what I did on my most recent Amtrak excursion that I want to tell about, why I'm writing this...
I woke up around 3:00AM, and it wasn't the sound of the train's rumbling that awakened me...
...it was the need to piss...
...to piss like a racehorse, as the saying goes.
Clad in a pair of gym shorts, a tee shirt and a pair of slip-on slippers, I emerged from my train cabin and walked as quickly as possible down the corridor toward the restroom...
...my cock piss-hard in my gym shorts...
It was as I was walking past the train cabin that was two doors down from mine that I saw the reason I'm writing this...
As I approached I noticed that the sliding door of my two doors down neighbor was slightly open. I quickly surmised that someone couldn't sleep, or, perhaps some executive like me was on his laptop and working...
Neither was the case...OMG, neither was the case...
What I saw in that train cabin stopped me dead in my tracks...
...because what I saw was a muscled dude sitting on the bed wearing just a pair of boxer briefs...
...and he was tied up...
...with his hands behind him and his feet tied tight at the ankles.
To top off the poor muscle head's misery, he was gagged AND blindfolded...
Suddenly, as if I were hypnotized, I found myself moving silently into the bound up muscle guy's train cabin...
...but not silently enough it seemed, because as I was making my way in and toward him, he either somehow heard or sensed me there...
"MMMFFFF??" was the sound he made, shaking his handsome head from side to side...
...as if that would have helped him to see who had happened into his train cabin...
...to have found him in the most unusual of circumstances...
When he "MMMFFFed" again, I quickly glanced back at the door to his train cabin.
Okay, he knew someone was there...
And unexpectedly, I did not want him attracting anyone else's attention...
No longer caring if he knew I was there, I stepped back over to the door of his train cabin...
...slid it shut...
...and locked it...
He leaned himself a bit forward and again made sounds of "MMMMMMFFFFF", struggling now as well to try to get himself untied...
Watching him struggle, seeing the muscles in his arms flexing crazily, my piss hard-on churned and buzzed...
...and lo and fucking behold, but I saw by the bulge in tied up muscle head's boxers that I wasn't the only one sporting a flagpole between his legs...
A sinister grin came over my face, and as I was walking toward him, I said, "Enjoying this, huh muscle head?"
"RRRMMMFFFFF!!!" he grunted this time...
...and somehow, it looked real erotic as he curled his toes back and at the same time struggled even more crazily to get himself loose...
"Yeah, check out that stalk in your boxers..." I began to say...
...and then noticed the formal dress marine uniform that was hanging on a wall hook...
...and on the floor under the uniform, a pair of lace-up patent leather shoes and a pair of black dress socks draped over the shoes...
An even meaner, more sinister grin came over my face...
"Oh fuck man, not only are you a muscle head, you're a jarhead..." I said, sounding almost breathless.
In response, the marine loudly sputtered, "RRRRRMMMMFFFFFF!!!!", sounding desperate this time...
...seeing as it was totally evident he was not going to be able to get himself loose from his bonds...
"Oh man, oh fuck, I am gonna have some nasty fun with you, you hunky leatherneck," I quipped...
...and meanly grabbed the marine's hard-on through his boxers.
"RRRRRRFFFFFFF!!!!" he roared then, chewing on his gag
"Fucking fuck, marine, I don't know how you got yourself into this mess, but rest assured, I am NOT gonna help you out of it," I jeered, and began slowly, slowly stroking the serviceman's steel hardness.
In seconds, I saw his pre cum staining the thin cotton of his boxer shorts...
Shaking his head "NO", the marine struggled like a madman then to get himself loose...
"RRRRRRRRFFFFFFFF!!!" he reeled, bucking and thrashing now on his bed, as I next extracted his huge, erect, pre cumming cock from the fly opening of his boxers... "RRRRRRFFFFFF!!!!"
I used his thick pearly pre cum as a lube, and, as I stroked him faster with one hand, I reached forward with my other hand and grabbed one of the jarhead's jutted up big nipples...
...squeezing and twisting it like it was bottle cap...
"HHRRRRUUMMMFFFFF!!!!" was the next breathless sounding grunt the hapless marine made.
"HEH, got sensitive titties there, eh jarhead?" I teased the marine, as I continued working him over. "Yeah, nice big leathery feeling nub you got here, leatherneck, HAAA!!!!!"
That said, I stroked his massive girth faster...
...the sounds of squishing were delightful, and needless to say, my own cock was rock hard in my shorts at that point...
Fuck that, I was more than rock hard, my goddamned balls were stirring. I was so wound up that it felt like I hadn't gotten laid in weeks, when in reality I had just had sex two days ago prior with my girlfriend. It was wild sex, the kind of sex we always have before I leave for a lengthy business trip...
Suddenly, thoughts of my girlfriend and I fucking like minx were cut short, as the marine made a loud guttural sounding grunt, and the next thing I knew he was shooting his load, cumming like gangbusters...
I let go of his nipple, meanly tightened my grip on his tube steak and stroked him HARDER AND FASTER...
"RRRRRRRFFFFF!!!" the jarhead screeched crazily, as his thick sexy mess of marine sperm landed and splattered all over his massive chest area.
"HA!!!! And thar he blows!!" I called out.
The marine clenched his teeth against his gag, his musculature broke out in goosebumps, and he panted, "RRRRHHHHHHHH!!!!"
"Oh yeah, yeah, that's it jarhead, shoot that load," I teased him. "Bet you've earned it too...HA!!!!"
In response he simply said, "RRRRRRMMMFFFFF!!!" and his thick soupy sperm jettisoned all over and all over his colossal chest some more...
"Yeah, that's it you sexy fuck, a feast fit for a king all over your torso," I said and STILL went on stroking him.
"RRRRRRHHHHHH!!!" the marine cried now, his cock obviously starting to feel all sensitive and sexy at that point...
But I still went on stroking and choking his giant manhood...
"C'mon jarhead, c'mon you sexy fucker, I know you got more marine slop in there!" I demanded...
...and as if I had given him a direct order, he chewed harder on his gag, reeled like a banshee, and a giant dollop of sperm shot from his wide sexy slit...
"Yeah, and thar he blows," I said softly then, and gently let go of his cock.
"RMMMMMMM..." the marine swooned, catching his breath...
...but I wasn't going to let that happen, not just yet, oh no...
As the bound up, gagged and blindfolded serviceman was catching his breath, I began slithering my wide tongue all over his chest, sucking up his nectar as I went...
...stealing sucks and hearty slurps on his nipples, as I ate his cum off them...
"MMMMFFFF..." the marine moaned...
...in what sounded like a mixture of ecstasy and outright humiliation...
"AWWWW man, you taste so good, jarhead," I quipped...
...pursed my lips and greedily sucked and scoffed down his sperm, as if it were the fruit and meat of the gods...
What I was now doing to the marine was obviously sending shockwaves through his being, because his huge musculature broke out in even bigger goosebumps...
...and after a while he seemed to really be into it, because, as I was licking, slurping and eating his cum off his chest and sucking it off his nipples, he was moaning and panting, but sounding somehow contented at the same time...
"HRRRRRRRRRMMMM!!!" was the sudden sound of shock the marine uttered, as I teasingly slurped his cum from his deep bellybutton...
I chuckled a bit...
...and then...
...I had his spent cock in my mouth...
Like any other guy who's just shot a hefty load, the marine had to piss like a racehorse...
...and this time he was making sounds of utter and total humiliation as I drank down his lemonade...
"MMMMM..." I said a short while later, as I licked my lips. "Your piss tastes as sweet as your cum, leatherneck..."
"MMMMFFFFF!!!!" he pleaded then, obviously desperate to say something...
...but I wasn't ready for the jarhead to use his mouth for speaking purposes...
NO, I had another use for the hole in his face at the moment in mind...HA!!!
A few scant moments later, I had lowered the marine's gag, I was standing/straddling over him on the bed, and was thrusting my erect cock, which was sticking out of the fly opening of my shorts, in and out of his mouth, his sweet fucking jarhead mouth!!!
"HUUUUUMMMMMFFFFFF!!!!" he protested ragingly, as I force-fed him my cock.
I wallowed in the sexy sight of my pre cum, as it coated his lips.
"AWWWWWW yeah, fuck yeah, you marines, you fucking leathernecks are all total bottoms!!" I reeled, my hands pressed up against the wall behind the bound up marine, thrusting like a banshee in and out of the hole in his face.
"HRRRRRMMMFFFFF!!!" the serviceman sputtered angrily at the sound of that.
"Just keep suckin' me leatherneck!" I commanded. "From the way you're workin' my cock, I can tell this ain't your first time suckin' another dude! AWWWWW YEAH, your mouth is like a bowl of warm pudding!!!"
"RRRRRRRR!!!" the marine jeered...
...as he soaked my cock with oodles of his saliva and seemed to suck me harder...
A few minutes later I breathlessly grunted, "AWWWWWWW FUUUCCCKKKK, getting close leatherneck, gonna feed you a nice helping of my man juices!!"
With my cock wedged in his mouth the jarhead shook his head violently from side to side...
HA, clearly he wasn't thrilled at the prospect of chowing down on my sperm.
But he really wasn't in a position to argue now, was he?
Then, as predicted, I was shooting what felt like the mother of all loads...and EVERY goddamned drop of it was being donated to the military by going down the leatherneck's gullet...
"AWWWWWWW FUUUCCCKKK YESSS, don't lose a drop you sexy fucking jarhead cock sucker!!" I ranted, my cock jammed in his mouth.
"RMMMMM!!!" he sniveled, and I could tell he was crying behind his blindfold.
"Poor fucking marine, that's a shitty position you're in, but oh so lucky for me that you're in that position!!" I seethed and spurted more and more of my mess down his throat.
He swallowed as if his life depended on it.
When I was done cumming I slid my cock partially out of his mouth, and just as he had done earlier after his cumming, I pissed like a banshee...
...making the marine swallow that as well...
"AHHHHHH!!!" I gurgled, as I pissed and pissed into his mouth...
...treating the serviceman like a human urinal...
Then, when I was done relieving myself, I let my spent cock slide slowly out of the marine's hole in his face.
"F-fucker you are, whoever the fuck you are," the marine croaked in a throaty deep, sexy as fuck voice, as I climbed down from my straddling position and landed next to him on the bed. "I'm not thrilled at all with the goddamned perverted liberties ya took with me dude, but at the same fucking time I'm glad yer here, so please, untie me. I'll leave the fucking blindfold on till you're outa my train cabin here..."
I cut him off in mid-sentence by grabbing one of his nipples in my thumbs and fingers and squeezed it tight, causing the jarhead to lose his breath and swoon...
I kissed his cum and piss tasting lips and said, "No way am I untying you leatherneck, that's something you're gonna have to take care of yourself..."
...and as I again squeezed the bejesus out of his nipple I kissed the jarhead's lips a few times as well. Never before did the taste of my own cum and piss get me feeling so tantalized...
"Fucker, look, this was all just a joke that some dudes I met on the train played on me," the marine went on.
In response I again kissed his lips a few times...
"Dude, I really wish you would stop fuckin' kissin' me here, I'm not gay..." the marine said miserably and grunted breathlessly as I twisted his hyper jutted up nipple. "GAWD, and leggo my damnned nipple, huh???"
"HEH, I'm not gay either, leatherneck," I jeered at the bound up blindfolded marine.
"Yeah, right...MMMMFFFFFFFF!!!!" he began, but I quickly silenced him again by re-gagging him...
Laughing meanly, I climbed off the marine's bed, packed my junk back into my gym shorts...
...and being that I had relieved myself, I returned to my own train cabin, to sleep the rest of the night away...but not before I helped myself to the pair of black dress socks that were draped over the marine's black patent leather lace-up shoes on the floor.
I wanted a souvenir of this after all...
AND, I had meanly left the poor jarhead's train cabin door slightly open, the same way I had found it...
...just in case another passenger wanted to have some kinky fun with the leatherneck...HA!!!!
At 8:00AM the train pulled into Chicago's Amtrak station and slowly, bleary, sleepy eyed passengers disembarked...
...and as I did as well I saw the marine.
He was, of course, dressed in his full formal dress uniform, (I supposed he had had extra pairs of black socks HA) holding a luggage in one hand, and looking around, waiting for someone it seemed...
I saw three young guys who I took to be college dudes get off the train and go over to him. They all shook hands with the marine as he grinned stupidly at them. I was close enough to be able to hear them wishing him luck on his upcoming wedding AND I heard one of them say that they'd had a blast with him the night before...to which the leatherneck again grinned stupidly.
As they walked away from the beyond handsome as fuck marine, I quickly figured they were the eons who had managed to get the leatherneck tied up, gagged and blindfolded in his train cabin.
And he was getting married...
I watched as he looked around some more, but he was also intently watching the passengers as they de-boarded from the train...
I chuckled a bit to myself, thinking how, from this day forward, he would always wonder...WHO...
/The End/