Four Way on a Train by Jorge Alvarez
Dan and Robbie were coming back from Canada where they got married. Across the aisle in the Amtrak train were sitting two tall, gorgeous black men. They caught Dan and Robbie's attention.
The two black men spoke in a foreign language. What was it? It sounded like Russian, but who's heard of black... Russkies?
Dan couldn't hold his curiosity in check.
"Excuse me gentlemen... I'm sorry to interrupt but my partner and I have been listening to you and wondering... In what language are you talking? It sounds like Russian but..."
"Hi!", the taller guy who was closer said with a wide, charming smile. "It's Portuguese, from Brazil. We are Brazilians!"
"Oh! How fabulous!"
It turned out that the two Brazilians spoke very little English. But through gestures and smiles they made themselves understood. The taller guy was called Jorge, the other, his brother, Carlos. They played soccer and where in the US for a tournament.
Jorge pointed to Dan and Robbie's locked hands and their wedding rings, with a questioning frown.
"Yes! We just got married in Canada! Isn't that wonderful?"
The black guys gave the Americans two thumbs up and said something to each other in Portuguese. It sounded like "bichonas", whatever that means. The Brazilians seamed pleased.
Dan and Robbie giggled like girls. They could swear the two hunks were tenting in their pants. And from across the train aisle their cocks seemed to be just huge!
Jorge made a ring with his thumb and second finger and in the hole he inserted the big middle finger of his other hand. The international sign for fucking!
Dan and Robbie giggled furiously. Was this black hunk actually proposing a four-way fuck in an Amtrak train? Yes, he was!
But where? Jorge pointed to the restroom at the end of their wagon. Well, here they go!
The two black men went in first. When the two blond Americans knocked on the door and were quickly ushered in, they found the two Brazilians already naked! And God, what a pair of giant cocks...
Jorge's seemed to reach 13 inches and Carlos' was even bigger. Only in Tom of Finland's art had Dan and Robbie seen cocks so long and thick. Their jaws dropped, which came handy to accommodate such bulky dicks.
Dan fell on Jorge, Robbie went down on Carlos. The two stallions held firmly to the blond heads as they plowed the pretty red lips with their hard, bulging black shafts.
But the Brazilian duo had something else in mind. A wink from Jorge was the sign for him and his brother to pull their cocks from the mouths of the blond men with a loud PLOP!
They lifted Dan and Robbie, facing each other, so now their white bubble butts were level with the two hunk's heads. The two Americans stood on the Brazilian's strong knees.
Jorge's hands went to work on Robbie's hole, Carlos' on Dan's. Soon each Brazilian stud had four fingers inside the welcoming pussy of an American male.
Without missing a beat, each Brazilian lowered the butt facing him and impaled it on his dick. Dan and Robbie wailed as they were violently buggered by the largest weapons their well-fucked holes had ever had to face.
As the train tossed and turned, so were the big hard cocks inside their plump, juicy white wagons. Thank God, Dan and Robbie were no virgins, buttwise. Otherwise they might not have survived the invasion.
On a sign from Jorge, both black studs disgorged the gorgeous cocks from their white sheaths -- PLOP! -- and exchanged their preys. Jorge held Dan, who was facing him, by the waist, Dan's feet on Jorge's wide shoulders. Carlos did the same with Robbie.
Now both white boys were in what we call in Brazil the broiled chicken position, hips curled up, knees to the chest, asshole exposed ready to be skewered by a big black spit.
Jorge and Carlos, studly brothers in synch, stabbed their thick spits into the white chick butts at the same time.
Dan and Robbie cackled and yacked. They were close to pig bottom heaven.
Then Jorge and Carlos spun Dan and Robbie around, still deeply impaled on their thick hard staffs.
The two blond boys were now facing each other. They kissed. This was their honeymoon, better than anything they had ever dreamed of.
The black brothers, towering over their fuck buddies, also kissed each other, entangling their long hard tongues in a manly embrace as they fucked the white couple's butts with their long, thick dicks.
It dawned on Dan and Robbie's gay minds that there was more to this kiss than brotherly love.
Well, why not?
"Jorge", said Dan, "why don't we skip partners again, only now it'll be Carlos taking my place?"
"OK", said Jorge.
The black brothers were really dying to do it. As the two big black dicks emerged -- PLOP! -- from their white prisons, Carlos spun around to offer a plump black bubble-butt to his brother, and Robbie turned around to offer his husband, Dan, the pussy Robbie always had ready for him. Finally, Carlos docked into Dan's welcoming butt hole.
So now the Amtrak train had a gay version of itself in its last wagon. Black Brazilian soccer stud Jorge locked into his brother Carlos, who lodged into all-American white beefcake Dan, who was buried into his legit Canadian male wife Robbie.
Trenzinho, little train, we gay Brazilians call this. Several males linked, each dick up the next guy's butt.
Robbie, of course, was the first to cum. His white cream hit the restroom mirror as his hole went wild around Dan's shaft.
Then Dan's trigger went off and his cum shot into Robbie's welcoming pussy as Dan's hole went frisky around Carlos hell of a tree trunk.
Carlos shot a fuckload of cum into Dan's innards as Dan's white pussy squeezed Carlos's thick black pole.
Finally, Jorge felt the familiar tigthening of his brother's narrow chute when Carlos came, and that pushed him over the brink. Jorge irrigated his younger sibling's channel with his liquid seed, a manly gift from brother to brother.
The two Brazilian hunks and the two American male beauties hugged together, four bodies in one, united by their pulsing dicks embedded in male pussys, strong arms pressing deep chests against muscled backs.
Then the train whistle blew. Penn Station! Manhattan! Home! Dan and Robbie had to break loose -- with a loud PLOP! -- from their embrace with the black Brazilians. But they got their phone numbers to make sure that before the soccer tournament was over, they would meet again...