Train Station Tricks
by
Zenith64131@aol.com
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Last week I was on the east coast in a large metropolitan area. It was time for a long overdue vacation. For the first few days of the vacation, I went without sex. On the fifth day I met a nice hotel employee, a man from Ecuador, and ended up fucking him in a hotel storeroom. That put me over the edge. Though I enjoyed the Ecuadorian, the whole time I fantasized about black men. I knew that before I left the city, I had to find some chocolate.
Boy did I!!!!
The sixth day of the trip was gloomy and rainy. I decided to visit a museum.
It turned out that the museum was near a train station. After an enjoyable museum tour, I had my lunch at the train station. I scoped out the restrooms as I walked around the food court. If you get me in a grand old building such as this, I can sniff out the cock and the cocksuckers. I could tell that this place had potential.
I was pressed for time on that first visit to the train station. Though I needed to leave early, after enjoying a delicious lunch I decided to take a piss and see what dick there was to be had in the john.
I took a position at a urinal between a young black man in his twenties and a black man in his forties. I immediately noticed both men peering over the privacy shield and checking out my cock. I carefully looked at each to make sure nobody was setting me up. The fortyish guy on my right was stroking a somewhat limp cock. It was hard to see if he was milking it for a few drops of piss or was trying to jack off.
The twenty-something guy (on my left) was jacking a long black rod that had a slight bend to the right. He was rock hard. He looked ghetto and had a nice set of braids in his hair. That sure got me hot and bothered. I set my focus on this young black guy and the older one left. The young black guy seemed to really get off on looking at me playing with my hard white cock. I had him matched for length but his dick was a bit thicker. Remembering my time crunch, I reluctantly put my cock away. It wasn't easy to leave! On the way out I saw a cop come in. That was a bit too close for me!
I took a taxi back to the hotel and met up with my relatives. We chatted and discussed the plans for the afternoon. I decided to rest up and take a nap rather than joining them in a trip to another museum. I'd been fighting a cold and really didn't feel that well. As soon as the relatives left, my urge for black cock took over and I hailed a taxi.
I went back to the train station again. This time there was no action. I waited and waited, wandering around and watching people. The same few nasty queens kept circling the can, but there was no action other than a loitering thug who looked like he was selling dope. I wanted his joint, but not any reefer!
I was about to leave when a young black male entered. I don't check IDs so for the record I'll say he must have been eighteen and he certainly post-pubescent. I'm 100% certain he was under 20 years old. Oh, how I love that dark meat chicken! He had full lips, brown eyes, a milk chocolate complexion, and his young hair was shaved very close. The kid was wearing sweatpants (as was I).
This little hottie walked up to a urinal and started to piss. Then he started
looking around. I took a position next to the kid. He was not very tall and had to stand up straight to see over the dividers to the urinals. I had a raging hard on and he seemed to enjoy the view. I took a peek over his dividing wall and saw that he was stroking a big, thick piece of milk chocolate. It looked delicious! It was a medium brown color, cut (much to me delight!), probably a good seven inches, and a real choker in terms of thickness. The kid leaned his head to one side to indicate I should follow him and then he walked out. I was scared. The last thing I need is for a kid to be set me up. I stayed at my urinal.
About that time I saw a young white guy in his early twenties come in. He was nicely groomed and wore an expensive looking dark green suit. He took a urinal next time mine and pissed. After a fairly long time I realized he'd stopped pissing. He was peeking at my cock. I gave him a nice unobstructed view. In the meantime, the black kid came back in and stood to the right of the young white guy and was looking over the partition at his dick. The white guy masturbated slowly while we both watched. His cock was a good six inches and pretty thick. It was nicely cut. I'm more into black guys than white guys, but this was one white dick I would surely have sucked if I had the chance! The black kid went nuts and tried to get this guy to follow him out. They both walked out together, but the black kid came back in right away. Apparently he struck out. It had to be his youthful appearance that scared the guy away. All I can (and will) say is that the black kid did look young!
I was in heaven. This black kid and I were the only two left in the bathroom. I was worried that this might be a sting by the cops or that maybe if I went with the kid I'd be robbed and/or killed. I was debating whether or not I should do the kid when he reached over and started stroking my cock.
That turned off the brain so I again looked at his big black dick and licked my lips. I felt him up and then pressed my tongue into my cheek indicating I wanted his cock in my mouth. He put his big piece of meat away. I followed him out into the hallway.
On this visit to the train station I had not brought my wallet. What little money I had was tucked into one sock and one shoe. If I were to get robbed, I had reserve funds that way. As I look back that $20 I had hidden in my shoe would not have helped me in jail or if I was dead. It's funny how a hard cock shuts off the brain.
The kid walked out of the bathroom with a huge bulge in his sweats. It stood out like a tent. I was also wearing sweats and I had a bulge as well. We only walked a few feet when the kid pushed on a door that said "Emergency Exit only." I expected alarms to go off or something but nothing of the sort happened. I looked around for cameras or witnesses but saw no one. As I entered the hallway behind the doors, I could see there was nobody back there either, just a dirty little hallway. The hallway was not straight; there were several little alcoves and the hallway took some bends. It was semi-private, but I knew we had to work fast. The kid led me into one of the alcoves and took the lead of the aggressor.
I stopped him from getting my cock out of my sweatpants. If I was going to risk getting busted for public sex with a kid who is god knows how many years old (hopefully legal), I wanted to get something for me. I wanted to kiss his beautiful young face. I bent down and tilted my head to the right while looking into this young black kid's eyes. He looked back at me and our lips locked. This kid was an aggressive kisser. He mashed his thick lips against mine and I shoved my tongue into his mouth. He loved it! We kissed for a few seconds while he rubbed my hard cock through my sweat pants. Finally, he broke off the kiss.
The kid got my cock out of my sweatpants and it was immediately engulfed by his mouth. I nearly collapsed and had to back up against a corner. This hot young black stud could really suck dick. He choked periodically, partially because of the size of my cock, but I suspect partially due to inexperience. He really didn't go that far down on it. In fact, after choking a couple of times, he barely went past the knob, but the tongue action was fantastic. I added my hand into the mix while he sucked the knob. It was a perfect combination. I was so horny that it didn't take long for me to build up a big load of cum in my balls. I warned the kid that I was going to cum, but he kept on sucking anyway. I used my hand to bring myself over the edge, warning him one last time. He stopped bobbing and sucked hard, swallowing every last drop of my load. I fell back against the wall.
I moved around and felt him up. The kid leaned back against the wall and pulled his sweat pants down. His cock was as a hard as a rock. His beautiful black body was exposed to me. Oh, how I wanted to see it all! I knew that with each passing second the danger was increasing. I deepthroated his cock in one stroke and heard the kid moan. Then I backed off and started bobbing my head up and down on that thick young black dick that was probing my mouth and throat. The kid really got into it and I felt his hands hold my head as I sucked him. I reached around and fondled his ass as my mouth and tongue pleasured his young penis. He didn't seem to mind me playing with his ass so I pushed my index finger against his back door. I really wanted to eat that asshole and fuck him but this was not the time and place. The kid squirmed as I penetrated his ass with my finger and then I felt him tense up.
I hadn't yet made the "spit or swallow" decision yet, but it was now or never. I felt a gush of hot cum shoot into my mouth and I swallowed it. Several more squirts of his potent cum flooded my mouth and I drank them greedily. It didn't really taste any different than most cum, but it was the fact that this was a dangerous trick in a dangerous place that made it taste good to me. As I pulled my finger out of his butt, I got to see a flash of his milk chocolate colored ass cheeks. I don't have to tell you all how much I wanted to eat it and fuck it!
Through this whole time neither of us had spoken other than a moan. The kid and I both pulled up our sweatpants and walked back out into the main hallway. I turned to get one last look at him just as he was doing the same.
He raised his head and gave me one of those "it's cool" looks and then a toothy grin. My guess is that he was probably on his way home school. I'm sure he took a train back to the hood.
Later that evening I was enjoying some fine Italian food with my relatives when my stomach backed up a bit. I excused myself when I quietly burped. As I did so, I could taste that hot young black kid's potent seed one more time.
The relatives were none the wiser.
I went back to the train station again the following day. Much to my chagrin, the bathroom was closed "due to renovations." It was sad. Leave it to me though to find a hot young black trick and suck him off on the last day a notorious cruising restroom would be open.
I had other experiences while I was in that city. Over the next couple of weeks I will be writing to you regarding them.
Zenith64131@aol.com