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I snuggled up to Adam in a post-orgasmic haze as the Empire Builder train chugged its relentless way across the endless North Dakota plains. I traced patterns through the dark brown hair on his chest, outlining his chiseled pecs and muscular abs. Just as my fingertip dipped into his belly button, I both felt hand heard his belly rumbling. "Time for breakfast," He said. "I am famished."
I reluctantly rose to dress, even though I was starving too. We figured there would be plenty of time for showers later, so we just checked for stray cum spots and threw on some clothes before making our way to the dining car for breakfast.
We ate breakfast in companionable silence, watching the passing of the endless miles of grassland. I have never been a morning person, and Adam seemed not to be either. We were both content to relax simply in each other's company. After breakfast, we strolled through the train to explore and be away from the tiny cabin. We found a couple of seats upstairs in the Glacier View dome car and sat for a while watching the endless expanse of prairie pass by. It was an impressive sight, but soon, we were both anxious to return to our roomette to see what entertainment was available there!
By the time we returned, the steward had re-arranged the compartment, and the bed had once again been converted back to seating. Although this gave us more room in the cramped space, we agreed that after we showered and cleaned up, the bed arrangement would be much more convenient! We tossed a coin for the first shower, and Adam won the toss. He shucked off his shoes and pulled his T-shirt over his head, but I stopped him before he got any further. I found his body enthralling, so I asked if I could undress him the rest of the way. He just stood and grinned and said, "Be my guest!"
Adam stood before me as I sat on the seat, my hand flat on his chest. I lowered my gaze to his crotch, marveling at the way he filled out his jeans. It was easy to see the outline of his cock snaking toward his leg, the rim of the head visible through the blue fabric. I undid his belt and the top button, then slowly lowered the zipper, pausing to trace his dick and run my finger around the outline of his cockhead, slightly faded into his well-worn blue jeans. I pulled down his jeans, and he stepped out of them, standing before me in his thin cotton boxer shorts. I reached behind him and grasped his tight asscheeks, stretching the fabric over his crotch and making the outline of his cut penis even more apparent. He was about 4 1/2 inches soft, hanging to the left over a nice mound of balls. The fly of his boxers stretched slightly open, exposing a tantalizing glimpse of his dark brown pubes. Slowly and deliberately, I lowered his waistband, revealing his thick bush. I buried my nose into his thatch and inhaled the tang of that morning's cum, mixed with his musky scent. I soon had his shorts off, his tool dangling over a set of low-hanging balls. I cupped them in one hand, feeling their heft and warmth, then grasped his still-soft dick in my other hand. I love how even soft cocks look and feel, with the warm, velvety skin, and It didn't take long for it to give a lurch and start to grow. I watched in fascination as it swelled in my hand, growing in spurts with each beat of his heart. Before long, it stretched out to its' full six inches and throbbed in my grasp. Adam groaned in pleasure as I engulfed his knob into my mouth and ran my tongue around the head. He ran his fingers through my hair but soon pulled away. "Time for more of that later. First, let's get cleaned up."
I took my time undressing as Adam showered, and the shower felt great when it was my turn. Unfortunately, it was a tiny shower, with room for only one at a time, but it still felt wonderful. I paid extra attention to my ass, hoping that the next lesson might involve that unexplored part of my anatomy! By the time I was dry, Adam had converted the seat back into a bed and was waiting for me. I crossed the tiny room and lay beside him, resting my hand on his chest. "What are you going to teach me in this lesson?" Adam flashed his stunning grin at me. "This lesson is about how your entire body is a sex organ, not just your cock! I am going to teach you how to make a man feel good. The point is not to make you come, at least not too soon. After all, we have all day for that. Turn over and lie face down on the bed."
As I did, Adam put a pillow under my chest so that my neck would be more comfortable and straddled my ass. I could feel his balls resting on my bare skin, and his touch made my dick stiffen a bit. His firm hands started kneading my shoulders, giving me the first massage I had ever experienced. I had never been aware of how tight my muscles were and how badly I craved this touch. He worked out the kinks in my shoulders and neck, explaining as he went about what he was doing. "Pay attention to the muscles; you can feel the knots where the muscles hold the tension," he said as he firmly kneaded one of the knots in my neck. Adam slowly worked me over from head to toe, making me feel more relaxed than I had been in years. Slowly, though, the pressure of his touch lightened, and he was grazing my skin with his fingertips. My skin tightened into gooseflesh as his fingers barely brushed the hairs on my legs. Slowly, he started back up my body, but this time, his touch was sensual, and he lingered when he got to my ass. He held my cheeks apart and gently blew on my hole. Nobody had ever done that before! I quivered in pleasure as his finger ever so gently ran down my crack, pausing at my opening but not pressing in. He licked his finger and softly massaged the sensitive area with it, and then he blew my mind when his hands firmly held my cheeks apart, and he went in with his tongue. The warm wetness felt terrific, and I just relaxed and opened to his probing. My dick immediately sprang to full hardness, and soon it pressed uncomfortably into the sheets. Sensing my discomfort and possibly wanting better access, Adam pulled up on my hips until I was kneeling in front of him, my knees apart. Now he was able to rim my asshole and also to move down to the sensitive perineum.
By this time, my dick was rock hard and dripping precum. I groped at it, feeling the need for release. Adam batted my hand away before taking the bead of natural lube from my crown and rubbing it around my rosebud before following his finger with his tongue and probing my sensitive skin. I pressed myself back onto Adam's face, wanting more, and he responded by pushing his tongue more firmly to my hole. I felt the new sensation of the tip of his tongue penetrating me just a bit, making me groan in desire for more.
Adam had other ideas, however. "Turn over onto your back," he commanded. "It is time to massage the front of your body." He straddled my torso, the hardness of my cock pressed up between his cheeks. He began with my shoulders like before, but this time, I was so turned on I had a hard time relaxing into the massage. Sensing this, he varied the pressure of his massage, alternating between deep relaxing pressure and the lightest grazing of his fingertips over the hair of my arms, giving me gooseflesh again. He lifted one arm, leaned down, and found the most sensitive spot in my armpit. He moved over my body like this, exploring with his tongue and fingertips to search for the places that made me quiver with pleasure.
Adam had already shown me how sensitive my nipples were, and he spent plenty of time there before moving down to my belly button. My anticipation grew as he neared my throbbing dick, but to my dismay, he merely toyed with me by deep-throating it quickly before ignoring it and moving slowly down my body to my feet. It was another revelation to me when he took my big toe into his mouth and made love to it with his tongue. He flicked it in between my toes, driving me wild with the novel sensations before finally moving back up to pay attention to my crotch.
"Here's the thing," Adam said as he cradled my balls. "I am not going to make you cum right now. I am going to play with your dick and make you feel good, and I promise to make you cum, but not right away. I groaned in disappointment, but Adam was as good as his word. He grabbed my ankles, lifting them in the air, spreading me out so that he could rim me out again. Then he licked around my cock and balls but took care to avoid jerking me off. He was right: As I surrendered to his touch, it felt fantastic to go along for the ride and give up control.
Eventually, though, it was my turn to practice on Adam. He had been playing my body like a `cello, teasing out sensitive places I had no idea existed, and I wanted to see what I could do to him.
I turned him over, straddling his ass, and started massaging him as he had shown me. I used the tricks he had shown me, beginning with a firm touch and alternating with the most gentle graze of my fingertips. Adam was highly responsive: I could quickly tell when I found a pleasure spot because he would groan and whimper. His body would quiver when I came upon an especially sensitive area. I laid the full weight of my body down on his, feeling the way my cock pressed into his buns, and he arched back in response. I nuzzled behind his ear and slid my body down his as I traced down his spine with my tongue.
Now, I had my first opportunity to explore his crack closely: I held his cheeks apart as he had done to me, and I went in with my tongue, eager to give him the same pleasure he had given me. He pressed himself toward me eagerly as I ran my tongue around his rosebud, and he groaned in pleasure when I popped inside for the first time. I raised him to his knees like he had done for me so that I could lick his taint while I pressed a fingertip inside him, and he moaned and quivered. I was excited to play with his asshole, as I wanted more than anything to feel my dick inside a hole for the first time, but Adam had other ideas. "I will show you all about that in our next lesson," he said, "but just for now, use only your lips and hands to make me feel good."
I turned him over onto his back, enjoying the feeling of power as I played with every inch of his muscled body, from his toes to his earlobes. I relished his eagerness when I finally started playing with his cock, and I watched him relax into a state of bliss as I played with his low hangers, taking them into my mouth one by one while I rolled his hard dick around gently. I wanted to control him completely, so I gradually increased my strokes until I felt him start to harden even more; then, I backed off and played with his balls and taint for a while. I did this several times, and soon I had him groaning in anticipation. I looked up to his handsome face while stroking his beautiful dick, and I saw his face and shoulders flushed a bright red. The look in his eyes told me he was about to blow, and I felt his hand find my hard wet dick and begin to stroke it as I increased the pressure on his. Our eyes locked together, and I couldn't say who's cock exploded first. They both convulsed at about the same time as shot after shot of our combined semen squirted onto Adam's sculpted chest.
He pulled me down on top of himself and gently touched my lips with his. Our tongues met as the afterglow of our orgasms morphed into a makeout session, our cum-drenched bodies pressed together as the miles of prairie passed underneath the gently rocking train.
Best regards, John