This is a 100% true account of an actual chance encounter I had with a total stranger some years back. Oftentimes it's a matter of being in the right place at the right time and in the right mood.....and they all came together that evening on the train. If you can relate to this scenario or have had a similar experience, I'd love to hear from you and exchange other stories, pics, etc.
I'm Will Anderson at: big69will42@yahoo.com
I used to commute by train every weekday, 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 section 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 at dinner, and was feeling pretty mellow. There were very few riders at that time of night, so I had my pick of seats. 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. 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 as he locked eyes with me. The 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 developed a nice bulge 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 affirmatively. He gathered up his things, walked to the end of the car, 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. 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 love seeing other guy's erections, and he had a dandy. 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 to finish things off....it was a larger SUV with tinted windows, parked at the far end of the commute lot. I opened the tailgate, spread out a blanket, 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. I mouth fucked him while straddling his chest, and in 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. 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, while licking out the dried sperm stains. A few weeks later I sucked him off again thru those same cum-filled underpants, and took another huge load - it was a hot....and a kinky new twist that we both liked. I could taste his dried semen 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. Over time, we got pretty good at simultaneous ejaculations. One time, he fucked me in the ass, pulled out and removed the condom, then spread his spurting penis all around my face as he shot....I loved that one. My face looked like a glazed Krispy Kreme donut. Each time we got together at his apartment, we tried to think up some new kinky activity to make our sexplay a little better. The two of us enjoyed many varied and kinky activities until he moved out of the area six months later. I'll be I could ride that train for another ten years, and never duplicate that evening. It was pure chance. Miss that guy.