Trip to Heaven

By 3mcstefan

Published on Jul 16, 2005

Gay

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It was one of those old trains with compartments one rarely sees nowadays, except in remote provinces towns. This one was nearly empty, which didn't come as a surprise to Ricky, especially at that late time of the day. Returning from a few rather boring days of vacations at his grandmother's, the young boy was just too happy to be back in the city tonight, no matter the train.

Despite the summer ending, temperature was still very warm, even at night and Ricky was determined to fully enjoy the vacations days left before the new school year: the 12 y.o. boy had on his summer holidays favorite outfit: a pair of low hanging cut off shorts, a cropped tee-shirt which didn't reach his belly button and sneakers. His whole attire left a lot of exposed smooth, suntanned skin, as well between the dangerously low hanging waist band of the shorts and the tits level cropped shirtless tee-shirt, as about the round, satin like thighs and calves. Ricky had that special knack to usually look extremely naked, whatever he was wearing and today was no exception to the rule.

Carrying his little back pack on his shoulders, the boy had walked along the whole corridors of several wagons, searching for a place he could settle down in for the two hours trip. Some compartments were occupied by tired women with noisy children. Many were empty and Ricky though for a while to pick up one of those to have a quiet couple of hours, but...no. The boy felt adventurous tonight.

Nearly reaching the head wagon, Ricky suddenly found what he was searching for. One of the compartments had two men in. No housewives. No children. Ricky entered the compartment, flashing one of his bright, boyish smile and a "Hello...!". The two men each at one end of the compartment, obviously didn't know each other. The first one, a businessman-type guy in a suit, was busy reading newspapers. The other one, barely in his thirties, was just daydreaming looking throughout the dirty window. They both looked at Ricky. Then had a quick glance to each other, checking the other one's reaction. They resumed their staring at Ricky, then, their eyes glued to the young boy's so exposed body, scanning him from head to toe. Ricky felt a kind of electric jolt suddenly going throughout the compartment and his passengers and thought it was a good sign. His own little cock immediately got hard underneath his cut off shorts and Ricky instinctively knew he had picked up the right compartment.

None of the guys returned Ricky's hello, but the boy felt the temperature had suddenly raised up several degrees in the compartment. Ricky took his time to carefully place his back pack in the luggage case above passengers head, making a show of his nearly bare torso and uncovered thighs while he was stretching, pretending to struggle with the backpack. He was very aware of the guy's eyes in his back, on his bubble butt, his bare legs and arms. When he finally turned back, both guy too quickly returned to their reading and staring throughout the window, with an embarrassed look on their face. The thirty something guy discreetly rearranged his crotch in his tight pair of jeans, while the business man in the grey suit and tie was nervously holding his newspapers in his clenched fists.

Ricky comfortably settled down in the old leather seat, facing the two guys. Lifting up his legs, he positioned one foot up in the air on the window frame, and the other one on the edge of the leather seat. His thighs widely spread out, half reclined on the seat, Ricky was knowingly treating the two guys with a full view of his tiny sex package in his underwear, through the legs holes of his cut off shorts. Each of the two men were making desperate efforts not to let the other one see what he was staring at, struggling with evidence of their lust. Pushing forward his hips even more, the boy was making no attempt to hide the stiff little dick pointing underneath the white cotton CK.

The game lasted for a good 30 minutes. The train has departed, now, and the two men were constantly shifting on their own seat, obviously struggling with the discomfort they were feeling inside their suddenly too tight pants. After a while, Ricky slowly stood up and, taking is time, readjusted his tee-shirt which had bunched up under his chin because of his position on the leather seat, pulled down a bit on his shorts with a falsely shy look on his angel face and turned his back to his audience to head toward the toilets.

Once he had left the compartment, the two guys who had looked at the disappearing young boy's bubble butt as long as it had been visible, awkwardly crossed each other's eyes and, despite the embarrassment, felt they had to say something.

"See that kid...?" the businessman said... "Young boys are incredibly shameless, nowadays. This one had his underwear showing... err... I mean... above the waistband of his indecently low hanging shorts...!"

"Humm... yes, yes... I noticed it...!" stammered the other one. "I don't think my parents would have let me, at his age...."

The conversation faded very quickly, though. Both guy had their thoughts solely focused on their own erection, struggling with the visions of naked young bubble butts and the rape fantasies they had in mind, disturbing as it was to admit it even to themselves. That kid was turning them on big time and that alone was leaving no room to any other thought in their very one-dimensional mind at the moment.

A hot little number... a shameless sex puppy... a bubble butt to be fucked... screaming "fuck me here and now... begging to be raped... were just a few of the thoughts currently twirling in each guy's mind about the boy, their dick getting harder every minute.

Ricky came back from the toilets a few minutes later It was just too obvious the second the boy came into the compartment: he had removed his underwear. The kid actually made no attempt to hide it, holding the white cotton brief in his hand. No more CK showing above the waistband, now: the cut off shorts were hanging impossibly low, uncovering the smooth, suntanned boy's belly till the base of his little stiff cock, barely held in place by the bubble butt it was exposing a good upper third of on the back side.

The two men audibly gasped. The younger one muffled a "Oh fuck...!"

With a look of self contentment on his pretty angel face, Ricky turned his back to the two guys and stretched again to reach his little back pack in the luggage compartment. The shorts slid down even lower if it was possible. The fact that he had absolutely no tan line on his perfect cute boy butt didn't remained unnoticed from the two men. The thought: "What a little show-off slut...! He must have been sun tanning in the nude all summer long, exposing his ass to all men's view" simultaneously went through the two men's mind, like if they just had one brain for two.

Unable to resist any longer, the younger of the two guys stood up and, placing himself behind Ricky's back, asked:

"May I... err.. help you with that... I'm taller than you...!"

Waiting for no reply, the guy mimicked Ricky's position and, pressing himself in the young boy's back, raised his arms above the kid's head, pretending to reach the back pack first.

"Oh, thank you..." Ricky said, glancing at the guy upon his shoulder, while he was arching his back and pressing his now half naked butt into the guy's crotch. The latest had on a rather tight pair of jeans and Ricky could actually feel the hard, fully erect cock, vertically positioned underneath the fabric. The guy pressed himself even more and, slightly moving his hips back and forth, made his member slid along the ass crack, pretending he was raising himself up on his toes to reach the luggage compartment. Ricky felt his warm breath in his neck.

Suddenly, because of their common but awkward, uncoordinated efforts to grab the back pack, it fell down on the leather seat below, emptying part of his content and ending his fall on the floor of the compartment. At the businessman's feet, to his greatest stupefaction, had just fell down a couple of the most minuscule thongs the man had ever saw in his life, actually just a tiny triangle of fabric held by thread thin straps, one pink and another one lime green... a black latex dildo of a more than respectable size and some lube.

"Oooops... ! "Ricky said.

"Fuck..." the man said, in his turn.

In the same motion, because of the falling down of the items from the back pack, Ricky and the guy had turned back, facing now the business man still sited on the opposite seat. The boy had half a smile on his cute face, not at all embarrassed. The same couldn't have been said from the two guys who were staring at the intimate items scattered on the floor of the compartment. None of the two guys exactly knew what was the next thing to do. Temperature in the compartment had suddenly climbed up several more degrees, again.

The embarrassment, though, didn't last more than a long minute. The train brutally and maybe at a too high speed, took a turn, then. Ricky and the guy still standing behind him suddenly lost their balance. The guy, almost instinctively, wrapped an arm around the young boy's waist and hold him firmly against him, his bubble butt tightly pressed against his own erect member his hand grabbing the tiny sex package. That didn't prevent both of them to fall forward, Ricky being pushed in the still sited businessman lap with the other guy on top of him.

Things rapidly took an unexpected - or not really - turn. As instinctively as the guy had held him against his crotch in a tight embrace, Ricky held his hands in front of him and reach the business man raging erection underneath his suit pants, Loosing it first, the younger guy brutally pulled down the boy's shorts with one hand, lowering them till his ankles, while he was still having a grip of the boy's waist with his other arm.

"I'm gonna fuck you... you, little slut! That is what you are waiting for from the beginning, isn'it...?"

"Oohhh, but what the......" said Ricky, not making any attempt to free himself from the guy's embrace or to stop him in any way, though. ON the contrary he had arched his back as much as he could, pushing his bubble butt backward, raising it up in the air and softly moaning:

"Oohhhh, no... Please don't...!"

His phrase, so few convincing as it was, remained unfinished, as the businessman had open his fly and, taking out of it a huge, hard cock, was pulling down Ricky's head from below his neck, aiming the boy's mouth to the engorged, swollen cock head which was profusely oozing precum.

"Of course, that's what he is craving for... Suck this... make it spurt in your pretty lips, pussy boy!"

Ricky complied and, opening his mouth as widely as he could, first started to lick the big mushroom shaped cockhead. But the guy seemingly wasn't into foreplay.

"Suck it good... suck it now... take it all, Boy...!"

Ricky gasped, but was left with no option than to get the large, hard member all the way down his throat. Soon, the guy's balls were on Ricky's chin and, moving the boy's head he was holding with his two hands, the man started a steady thrusting motion of the kid's mouth on his cock. Ricky's lips were caressing the whole length of the man's dick in the process and his saliva was dripping along the member, soaking the suit pants. The cock was throbbing inside the boy's mouth, intermittently releasing copious amounts of precum on his tongue and in his throat. The man was moaning and groaning, panting while he was moving Ricky's back and forth on his dick.

Behind Ricky, the younger guy was determined not to bother with any foreplay, either, and what Ricky was inflicted at this end looked much more like a rape than like a tender fucking. The guy had already inserted his cockhead in the young boy's tight ass hole at this step and was firmly pushing for more, thrusting his hips, sliding his enormous tool inch by inch into the kid's ass hole. Ricky felt his ass lips were on fire and his hole stretched to its limits. The guy's cock was much bigger than his favorite sex toy at his feet on the floor of the compartment, now. But, eventually, he managed to relax enough to accept the guy's huge manhood inside him and, soon, he had resumed his own pushing back motion, meeting the guy's hips at each thrust to get the cock even deeper down inside him.

At each and every thrust, the guy was hitting Ricky's prostate and the boy had orgasmed several times under his powerful humping. In front of him, the man was closed, too, heavily panting and moaning. The steady rhythm of the train wheels on the rails seemed to give the pace to their humping and sucking like a metronome. A first stream of hot juice spurted into the boy's mouth right at the moment the younger guy behind him was saying:

"Fuck, I'm coming... take it, take it all inside your cunt, you, pussy boy...!"

Ricky was delirious. Hot male juice was simultaneously filling him up at both ends. Despite his efforts, he wasn't able to swallow all of the seemingly endless streams the man was overflowing his mouth with. Cum, mixed with his saliva, was dribbling along the hard cock. The boy had lost count of the streams of juice he had got in his mouth. When the spurting finally subsided, Ricky eagerly licked the still erect dick, holding it in his hand. That was so good.

Behind him, the younger guy had emptied a pair of seemingly overloaded balls into the young boy's ass hole. Ricky felt wonderfully used and abused and, when the guy pulled out his big cock with an audible "pop", the young boy moaned and sighted.

Yes, Ricky definitely loved to be fucked and lived for that. The more the better, the bigger the better. The boy was daydreaming, already longing for the next fuck.

The train was now slowing down, probably reaching the next station. The two guys quickly readjusted themselves, trying their best to regain their composure, the businessman making desperate attempts to hide his stained suits pants behind his newspapers. While Ricky was collapsing on the leather seat, exhausted but happy, they disappeared into the corridor of the wagon, commenting for each other how good the boy had been to fuck and to be sucked by.

Ricky was still half naked, his thighs widely spread out, his cut off shorts and intimate belongings scattered on the floor of the compartment, cum all over his face and dripping from his sore ass hole, when the face of a very masculine and handsome young guy wearing a cap appeared in the gap of the compartment door.

"Ticket, please...!" he said with a bright smile, stepping into the compartment and locking the door behind him.

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