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Jason
I spotted him immediately. Well, it wasn't difficult, as he was the only boy in the station. He was a young man, going to visit his home. He was lovely. Wearing the usual uniform of all young guys it seems. Khaki, and bagged pants, with an extra large long sleeved shirt on. The "mandatory" baseball cap, and of course, the backpack with the rest of his gear.
His blond hair was cute. His down cast eyes indicating a seriousness of travel, and boredom with what lay ahead. Well I would try to alleviate for sure. As I looked around, he was probably 18 or 20. Just the ripe age for an addition to my stable. Joey had Dirk well in hand now, after a few pointers from me, and the necessary 'adjustments' to his ass for reminders as how to train and discipline a boy. Yes, this boy would be a welcomed addition to my team of ponies.
As I watched him across the station, I knew he was traveling alone. Good, he will need, and be receptive to my approach. The boys always were flattered when an older man engaged them in talk about themselves, or asked them for help, Young guys have not realized yet the manipulation games what can be used on them. They need training, and a good teacher to expose them, and I am that. Ask Joey.
I laughed at the scene as I sat there. I had noticed two other granddaddies, hovering around Jason. That was his name, as I found out. This only confirmed my suppositions about Jason. As the train began to load, I moved myself behind him. His scent was hypnotic. He smelled of a new shower, and as a clean primed body. "Which car did he say for New York," I asked? I knew he was going there as I had seen him purchase his ticket.
"This way. I'm going there also," he said. As he spoke, his eyes were looking me over in an attempt to see if I was innocent or aggressive. Well, I had played this role many times. I followed Jason into the train car. The interior was expansive as it was the Lake Shore Limited, headed from Chicago to NYC. I smiled knowing I had about seven hours with my prey.
Jason took a seat in the far end of the car. The train was not crowded so I wouldn't sit with him. That would be presumptuous at this time and scaring this luscious quail off. I did pick a separate window seat across the aisle, and smiled as we stored our luggage in the overhead bins. "Need some help?" he asked. I nodded and thanked him as he put my bag up in the rack. As he lifted the bag, I could see the ripples of his stomach, as his T- shirt rose above the belt line. This boy was fine indeed, and had a lovely trail of hair to the jewels below.
I always carried several electronic games with me when I traveled. They are good diversion on a boring trip, and I found out also, a conversation maker. I defiantly would use them one on this trip . My diversion was in the sight, but I needed a reason for conversation, and my poker game would produce that. It has with it an audible sound that plays every time you win. Now, I am pretty good with this game, and I know Jason would hear the sound. With luck, he would ask about that, and then I would spring my trap.
As I won several games, the sound, plus my own audible muttering, got his attention as I expected. "What is that game," he asked turning around in his seat and leaning over the aisle? His shirt was open-necked, and I could see his chest covered in lovely golden fur and the pert bursting nipples there. God he would be an addition to my stable.
"It's a poker game. I carry it with me all the time to pass time," I said. Wanna try it? Move over here in this seat." Like he wouldn't! I knew I had him, as Jason slid his body into the seat beside me. His aroma proceeded. He was wearing Hugo clone. One of the finest there was, and intoxicating to those around him. This kid was saying, and knew exactly what he wanted. I noticed a telltale of tenting in his baggy Khakis. I smiled.
As he played the game, he grew more excited. I watched his enthusiasm and was so taken with his innocence and vitality. His excitement in the game, gave me the chance to make my move. "Here let me show you something," I said, as I moved closer.
I put the game on his lap and began to punch the buttons myself. "Hold on there, don't let it fall off your lap," I said as I deliberately put my hand on the game, and got a good feel of that throbbing cock below.
He smiled as I did this, and made no move to hide his condition. His hand reached to his crotch, and adjusted that shaft of meat to account for the game and my hand. "How's that now?" he asked. "Sturdy and hard enough for your use sir," he chimed in. This boy was anxious for the game to continue.
"My boy, you are fine indeed," I answered. "How about helping me relieve that tension I see you have there?" He smiled, and wet his lips in anticipation of what was to come. I moved my hand to take that pulsing shaft in control, but soon realized we would create a scene on this train. Jason squirmed, and moved his butt closer to me. He sat forward in the seat so I could cup my hand on his ball sac.
"We will be seen," he said. He was right about that, and I wasn't then ready for exhibitionism and neither was he. We would save that till later. I told him to follow my lead and help me, the tottering old man, to the train lavatory. I had used this train often and knew the handicapped on was made for two. "Ok," he said "let's go,"
"Oh Aha, mmmm. Young man, will you help me to the lav," I said loudly to be heard by those around us, "I feel a little sick right now." It worked. Those around us of curse gave way to a kind young man helping an older man, maybe his grandpa to the lav. I always carried a cane, and you never knew when it would come in handy. For personal use to cane some young buck, or even a rape with the cane at times, but that is another story.
Jason took my arm and I leaned on him as we walked up the aisle to the lav. His body was so close to me. I could feel his hardening cock through his jeans. I moved a bit faster then, this boy needed my attention. "Feeling better now?" he asked as we entered the lav.
"Oh yes, and now drop those jeans," I snapped. Jason was startled at my abrupt stance, and hesitated slightly. That was all I needed. I cuffed him along side the head and said, "Now dammit, do as I say." ` Jason slowly unzipped his 501's. God they were tight, and as he wore no undies, that horse cock quickly reared up and looked ready to spit a load. He was beautiful, and his low hangers were sagging, and as his cock throbbed and jerked, they swayed so finely. These golden orbs so inviting and wanting.
"Ok boy on you knees and do your best, there will be a reward for a good blow job," I said. Immediately he dropped to his knees, and undressed me letting my aching cock spring forth from the confines of my slacks As he knelt there, his hand took my manhood into his mouth. Jesus it was hot and smooth. As he thrust back and forth on me, I reached up to steady myself on the wall of this lav. His hands were busy on my balls as he fondled them, running those precious stones through their velvety case.
I was able to reach down with my one hand, and tweak those luscious nipples. As I did so, Jason moaned in pleasure, and increased the speed and depth of his suction. The family jewels were swaying as I thrust into him. His lips were at my crotch pulling on my fuck stick better than I had expected. This boy had some training in cocksucking it seemed. I smiled and threw my hips forward as his fingers penetrated my ass. God almighty!!
As my juices coursed into his throat, I lifted Jason to him feet. His rigid member jutted in front of him, and I clasped him to me. "Kiss me boy, and let me have that tongue," I said.
As he stood that cock jutted out to greet my hand as I clapsed this 'splendid self.' God what an addition to the stable, this one would be. As I stroked his length, kissed, and sucked that tongue, Jason moaned in pleasure again. I could tell he was about to climax and shoot his wad, but not yet. I had other things for this boy to experience. I pinched the tip of his manhood and released his tongue. He withered in a shot, and asked "Let me cum."
"Not yet boy, you need more training first. Now bend over this seat and let me at that lovely back door," I said. Like an obedient slave, so enthralled with lust, Jason bent over, his ass was lovely. It would bring delight and money in rentals.
I spit on my hand and coated my fuck stick. No need to damage good merchandise on his first rape. I had customers that would pay food money for that pleasure.
I kicked Jason's legs apart and his balls were hanging so invitingly. His pucker was blinking at me, and his asshole sucked my cock to the hilt as I thrust into him. He moaned in lust and worked those fine hips into my groin. As I drove my wand into him, Jason was moaning and saying, "oh yes daddy, fuck me." This further excited me and my forward pounding of the ass had my balls knocking on his hole of life.
My excitement was growing, and I increased my ministrations to Jason's cock. His throbbing boy cock was straing to release it's jets of cum juices, I know. As I shot my load into his shit chute, his specter clamped on my sock and his balls rose to his ass, shooting those ropes of cum so lovely and milking out his boy cock. " God, you are a hot fuck," I said as I let my cock fall out of his hole, with a resounding plop, and intake of air into that gaping hole. "Now boy, clean me off!" Jason turned as I motioned for him to suck and lick my cock clean. If we were to go back to our train seat, I might as well be comfortable.
When he was through, I let Jason dress again. As he went to put on those bikinis, I told him "No, I want those for keepsake. He Blinked, and handed them to me. I smelled them and the lovely aroma of his boy juices were strong and erotic.
We dressed and Jason turned to me saying, "I love you master. Please care for me." This I knew was the speech and talk of a good boy for my stable. He with Bobby and Joey, would make a good brace of ponies and my boys for love. I cared about them all, and Jason took my heart away.
As he helped my back to my train seat, Jason asked me "Feeling better now? You sure were in need of help and I'm glad I was here." My eyes were sparking and he knew he had made a hit with me.
"Thanks a bunch," I said. "Sit here with me a minute please," I said. "Now listen, Jason, as with all my boys, I want you dressed properly and to eat well. Now here's my credit care. Go get something to eat and a new set of clothes. Then meet me at the Milford Plaza Hotel in one hour. Got that?" I asked.
"You really trusting me to be there aren't you?" Jason said. "I know I am going to like this arrangement" Jason moved closer to me in the seat, and I was able to clamp hold of his cock in a good firms grasp and twisted.
"Love, if you are not back, you are going to that this ripped off and shoved up that ass of yours," I smiled. I knew Jason would be there for me.