Chapter 32 - The Commuter Train
I used to commute daily about 40 miles from our suburban home to downtown. I sure beat coping with freeway traffic. I used to prefer to sit in the upper part of the two-decker cars in a face-to-face seat where I could spread out paperwork in front of me (unless someone happened to ask to sit there, which was very rare). I was entertaining clients late one evening in the city, and managed to catch the last train home - about 10:30P. I'd had a number of cocktails, and was feeling quite mellow. There were very vew riders at that time of night, so I had my pick of seats.
I wasalsofeeling horny as hell that evening....a few drinks tend to do that to me. I hadn't gotten off in almost a week, and the old libido was raging with all that pent-up sperm still lurking in my balls. As I relaxed with my legs in front of me in the upper deck, I started playing a little pocket pool with myself. I got an immediate erection right there on the train, as I fantasized about getting it on with some stranger.
I was deep in thought, with my eyes half closed andmy penis fully erect under my suit pants, when I happened to glance down to see a guy in the four-man seats below. I recall that he was wearing a navy NY Yankees baseball cap. He was staring up at me with a half-smile on his face. He'd apparently figured out what I was doing, and seemed turned on by it. He was rubbing his crotch also, as he locked eyes with me. This was anything but subtle. After recovering from my surprise, I started thinking about what we were doing. I lookeddown at him and slightly nodded my head. He nodded in return, and continued to stroke his crotch. I could plainly see that he had a nice hardon under his pants also. This went on for maybe five minutes. Then he pointed to himself and then up to where I was sitting, in a gesture that suggested that he wanted to come up and join me. I hesitated a bit, then nodded yes.
He gathered up his things, and went to the end of the car and climbed up to my level, and walkedback to where I was sitting. He extended out his hand and said, "Hi, I'm Ron." I introduced myself, and commented that it appeared that we were both entertaining similar thoughts. He said that he'd always wanted to jack someone off on the train, but had never had the opportunity to do it. "Maybe this is our lucky night" he observed.
There were maybe 4 people in our car, and all of them on the lower level, either asleep or withtheir nose buried in a newspaper. Nobody was paying a bit of attention to the two of us. We talked for awhile about what each of us liked to and where we detrained. As it happened, we both got off at the same station, but had never run into each other because of the laterhours heworked. We werestill a good 20 minutes from our stop. He said, "Show me your cock." I unzipped and pulled out my penis. He did the same. We were both nice and hard and about the same size.
He reached over and started stroking my cock. I shifted so I was angled with my back toward thepeople below, while Ron discretely masturbated me. Then we reversed positions, and I jacked him off. We played like that, with nobody below noticing a thing, for a good 15 minutes. Then we decided it'd probably be best if we finished our masturbating activities in one of our cars at the station. Before our train pulled in, Ron leaned down and took me into his mouth for a few head bobs. Then the conductor called out our stop.
We detrained, and elected to use my car, which was a larger SUV with tinted windows, parkedat the far endof the commute lot. I opened the tailgate, spread out a blanket I kept behing the spare, and we climbed in. We sat facing each other as we removed our pants. Thestreetlight provided just enoughambient light for us to see. Ron leaned forward and started sucking me off to get my erection back. It didn't take long. Then we switched around and 69'd with both cocks buried in each other's mouths. I told Ron that I was close to cumming, and he pulled off briefly and asked me to cum in his mouth. About 20 seconds later, my cum was shooting into his mouth, and he was moaning approvingly as he swallowed my load as fast as I spurted. Then he laid back with a smile. I said that I always lostlibido after orgasm, but I'd still like to jack him off and watch him cum. He laid back as I started jacking him off. Quickly, he started humping my hand and announced, "Here it comes." He shotat least 3 spurts straight in the air as I watched in fascination. I kept pumping as his cum shot. It was all over my hand and his stomach and thighs. I cleaned him up with a towel. He gave me his phone and address, and we agreed to get together sometime at his apartment, where he lived by himself. We did so on many occasions in the ensuing months.
Now THAT"S my idea of how to commute. Wish it happened every trip.