A few years back when I was 19 years old, I was a college student studying tourism. I never really had girlfriends because I was too busy studying, working out, and hanging out with my friends. I was also freaked out by the fact I was physically attracted to a few guys in college. Not knowing how to deal with this situation, I certainly didn't want to talk about it with them, because I knew they would laugh and probably reject me.
Everyday was the same old routine; take the bus, take the subway, being surrounded by ugly, smelly people. That all changed one day as I was returning home after a long day in college. The subway was packed as always, and here I was standing in the middle of one of the cars hoping the 15-minute trip wouldn't be as boring as usual. Within moments, I felt a hand brushing up against my ass.
At first I thought someone was trying to grab the pole to hold on, until I realized the hand continued to massage my ass cheeks. Being shy, and this having never happened to me before, I didn't turn around to see who it was. Enjoying what was going on, I was hoping the people around me wouldn't notice what was happening. The hand slowly slid to the front of my body until it stopped on my upper thigh. I could now see it belonged to a man. Continuing to move his hand upward on my thigh, he reached his final destination--my crotch. Massaging my cock through the fabric of my pants, my cock was now responding to his touch. Instinctively I moved my body closer to his, my ass now rubbing against the bulge in his pants. Continuing to massage my cock through my pants during the subway ride, this stranger could now feel my entire 9" of hard meat.
Suddenly, he started poking my asshole through the fabric of my pants, sending electric vibes through my body. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. I couldn't believe how good this man was making me feel. I wanted to stay all night in the subway. He was massaging my cock with one hand and pushing a finger in my asshole with the other. I would have wanted to take my pants off to give him easier access to my body, but since there was a lot of people in the subway, I couldn't. At one point, in a low sexy tone the man whispered in my ear "I'm getting off at the next station, follow me." I didn't know what to do. I didn't know this guy. In fact, I couldn't even see his face. However, I was so aroused by the way he was touching me, curiosity got the better of me and I followed him.