OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is PURE FICTION, and is NOT to suggest that the late railroad engineer/hero Casey Jones was anything BUT straight...But, I can always imagine.......so unzip your bib-strap overalls, haul out your throttle, get it all greased up for a really hot erotic ride down the rails.......ALL ABOARD!! (Spring,1900).............. Casey Jones sat at the throttle of old #638, peering out the cab window, his sharp eyes watching the signals ahead. The big black locomotive snorted and chugged, its side-rods flashing in a blur as the big steel wheels spun at 70mph. But old #638 was not the only thing that was pounding......Casey's thick, blunt cock was a solid, lengthy bulge behind the fly of his bib-strap overalls. Bull Murphy, Casey's fireman and one of his closest friends, was stoking the coal into the firebox, and Casey watched intently every time the big, bulky, 300lb fireman bent over with another shovelful of coal for the firebox. Bull's ass was HUGE....two big, bulky, beefy, well-rounded buttglobes that strained the seat of the 49 year old fireman's overalls to the limit. Yes, Casey was married, and loved his wife and kids, but, as he was away from home so much, he found himself getting his rocks with a goodly number of railroad men......Bull Murphy in particular. Casey blew the whistle as he approached a crossing, waving to the kids who waved at him as the train rushed by in a cloud of steam and smoke. Yes, Casey mused.......I'll be workin' overtime after this run.......workin' over Bull's big ass! 45 minutes later, the "Cannonball" pulled into the end of the line station, Brookings. After the passengers, baggage, and mail had been unloaded, Johnny Brannigan, the conductor, uncoupled the coaches from the engine once Casey had spotted them on a side track, where they would be cleaned up for the return trip to Kansas City. Johnny, a slim, bespectacled, forty-something fellow, natty in his blue serge brass-buttoned uniform, hopped aboard #638 as she pulled into the spur alongside the hulking water tower. Casey and Bull damped down the fires, allowing the big locomotive to breathe easy before the next run, which was two hours away. As usual, this section of the small yard was deserted, and the three railroadin' pals were alone in the hot, humid cab of #638.....alone and VERY horny! First, the three men got in a huddle, deep-kissing each other, rubbing and squeezing each others' asses, massaging hefty crotch bulges........The usual humorous erotic small talk died away, and the three railroaders began what, had become to them, a ritual.....preparation for the ULTIMATE male-bonding! As usual, big, bulky Bull unfastened the straps of his grimy coveralls, and let them drop to his sooty shoes. His thick fingers unbuttoned the two snap buttons on the drop seat of his tight, sweaty, red union suit. As the seat panel dropped, Bull's bare buns......huge, round, meaty, and hairy came into view. Then, Bull bent over the cab windowsill, as Casey retrieved a thick razor strop from underneath his cab seat. Casey let Johnny the conductor lick the smooth strop, getting it nice and slick with his saliva. Then, Casey took the strop and began to wallop the broad, hairy backside of his fireman pal. WHHAAPPP WWWHHAAPPP WWHHAAPP WWWHHAAPP WWHHAAPP WWWWHHAAPPP WWHAPP WWWHHAPPP The big, thick-set fireman groaned deep in his throat, as the strop lashed into his fat, hairy ass. Johnny's fat cock pounded in his uniform pants as he watched his tall, lanky engineer buddy Casey thrash the hell out of Bull's quivering, furry ass. Soon, Bull's massive buns were a deep crimson, and his fat, club-like cock drooled lube onto the cab windowsill, as he rotated his big ass to make sure Casey covered every inch. Soon, it was Johnny's turn. The horny conductor, who really was in love with Bull's beefy, hairy ass, took the strop from Casey and launched an ass-assault of his own. WWHHHAAPPP WWHHAAPPP WWHHAAPPP WWHHAAPPP WWHHAAPPP WWWHHAAPP WWHHAPPP Casey massaged his hefty throttle through his coveralls as he watched the horny little conductor swing the strop mightly against Bull's massive, hairy ass, watching the red, angry-looking globes of masculine assflesh quiver and bounce with each new blow. Bull didn't cry out, but grunted and groaned behind clenched teeth as the strop continue to thrash his fat, hairy ass. Soon Bull felt as though his furry ass had been paddled with the hot coal shovel. When Bull's massive glutes were fiery red and blistered, Johnny tossed the strop aside...NOW the REAL fun could begin! Bull stayed in position bent over as Casey unbuttoned his overalls and let them drop. He unbuttoned the fly of his sweaty, snug union suit, and pulled out his thick, angry looking cock, lube drooling from the meaty head. He got behind the bull-like fireman, pulled his beefy, hairy, blistered buns apart, and pressed the slick head of his throttle against the moist, puckered chute of Bull's tortured ass. Bull moaned as Casey's thick cock slid deeper into his tight, sweaty ass. Johnny the conductor had already dropped his uniform pants, and freed his throbbing nine-inch conductor's punch from his sweaty union suit. His slim fingers unbuttoned the drop seat of Casey's union suit, and Casey's small, but well rounded buns came into view. They were smooth, but the sweaty crack between them was a jungle of thick black hair. Johnny's small but strong hands pulled Casey's tight, round mounds apart, and he groaned as the thick hair in Casey's crack scratched and tickled his invading member, making his balls churn. Casey Jones groaned as his conductor pal's thick nine inch cock speared his tight, sweaty hole. Johnny's hands grasped Casey's waist and the three railroadin' pals began to fuck...in unison, like the siderods of the engine.....Bull thrusting out his massive, battered ass to meet every forward thrust of Casey's pounding shaft, Casey thrusting out his own ass to urge the conductor's hefty brakehose even deeper. Casey had his rough, calloused hand wrapped around Bull's thick, stubby shaft, pumping it in time to the fucking action. Bull's fat hairy ass was wrapped tightly around Casey's massive throttle, and Casey's own chute had a death-grip on the conductor's prostate-pounding tool. Johnny's hands unbuttoned the front of Casey's union suit, so he could tweak and tease Casey's stiff nipples. All three men were sweating profusley in the hot locomotive cab, the hot, coal-scented air smelling of musky man-sweat and drooling cocks. Grunting and groaning, cursing and moaning, the three horny railroad men were going at it like mad. Bull was the one to cum first. Growling like a wounded bear, his big hairy balls exploded, his hot, thick load splattering Casey's cock-pumping hand and all over the cab windowsill. His spasming asshole clutched at Casey's ass-assaulting throttle and drove him over the edge. Moaning deep in his throat, the sweaty, lanky engineer's nuts let loose, his hot, sticky spooge blasting the depth's of Bull's hairy, massive ass. Now Casey's tight chute was madly spasming around Johnny's monster cock, and the skinny conductor cussed like a sailor as he throttled harder, his aching nuts unloading, his thick, pounding cock spewing jet after jet of hot conductor's cum deep between Casey's tight ass-globes. When finally thier overloaded balls emptied of scalding spunk, they let thier cocks grow soft in each others' asses. When they pulled out, Casey bent over and pulled Bull's blistered, hairy globes apart, and his raspy tongue began to lap up his hot cum-load as it dribbled out of Bull's stretched, hairy asshole. Casey moaned as he felt Johnny's hot tongue between his OWN buns, lapping his hot, thick load as it dribbled out of Casey's sweaty, well-fucked hole. The oil pump of the mighty engine pounded as the three sweaty, sexually satisfied railroad men cleaned up after a mighty three-way meet. As Casey continued to lap his hot load from Bull's massive ass, Johnny looked at his brass conductor's watch. "Hey, boys", the conductor chuckled, "We still have over an hour before we head back........." THE END!! Hope you guys out there enjoyed this story....if you are a train buff like myself, I am SURE you MORE than enjoyed this hot, historic railroad tale!! Feel free to e-mail me if you have any comments!