Damn I hated train rides. They were always boring and long. However, this one took the cake, I mean, it was hot and sweaty this time, which made things worse!
As I straightened my tie and pants in my sweaty seat, a huge, tanned man came up near the pole I was seated next to.
Oh my god, he was so cute! His long jet black hair flowed down his strong, jacket covered back. His dark, sensous eyes, scanned around the train as he stood there, his prick only inchs away from my hand. His hard, square chest, seemed to rise up away from his body longing to be touched with every breath he made. His long, thick, legs stood un-natually steady on two huge shifty feet. And most importantly of all, the bulge in his tight black jeans told me I had to get this guy at my house!
I couldn't stop staring at him, and while my hazel green eyes swooned over his amazing body, I didn't realize his prick was getting closer and closer to my hand that rested on the pole.
"How am i...wait...wait a second...did he just do what I think he just did?" I thought to myself, as I looked up at him timidly. "Did he just rub his dick against my hand? No...no, it had to be a mistake, it had to be...He did it again! this time the train didnt move an inch!" I thought happily to myself.
As I stared into his dark, mysterious eyes, they seemed to lighten alittle bit and gleam at me as he smiled. I could've melted at that moment. Alright Mr. Playful, i'll play your game, I said to myself as I rubbed my hand against his dick, trying not to be obvious.
When I did this, I noticed him smile a little bit, and nodded for me to follow him as he stalked toward the sliding doors.
"Oh please dont leave!" I almost called out, as I got up and followed him. This was rush hour and it was very very crowed, and I almost lost him twice in my pursuit.
As his dark hair vanished in between the cars after walking through the sliding door to another car, I hesitated. What was he up to? "Forget that! Dont let this one get away!" I screamed to myself as I walked through the door.
As I walked through, two powerful hands grabbed me, and pulled me into powerful lips that kissed me passionatly. "Oh dont stop, please dont stop" I murmured as he broke the kiss and stared at me. All his response was, was a smile and another nod telling me to keep following him. At this time, I realized we were in the middle of cars and the sound of the train moving began to give me a headache, so I gladly followed him into the next car.
As I kept following my mysterious boy toy, I checked him out from the backside. He had the tightest, cutest little ass you have ever seen. You could bounce pennies off of it! I wanted to reach out and grab it, but people were already staring at us. Two giants lurking around train cars, heading for the back of the train didnt seem very normal.
Every time we ended up between cars, my mysterious man would grab me and pull me into his now famous passionate kiss. And every time, my dick would get harder and harder, wanting to do more, but not getting the chance to. Damn he was so sexy.
By the time we got to the back of the train, rush hour was in full swing and there were no more seats left, so we stayed near the door, just staring into each others eyes, ignoring the glances and stares of some of the other riders.
"Whats your name, boy," He asked me, looking around first before settling his eyes on me for my answer. This was the first time he had talked to me since we had met, and his voice was low and inviting.
"Mikal, and whats yours?," I asked trying to be cool, while my eyes darted from to part of his lovely body, before settling back on his eyes.
"Aww, that doesn't matter really, just relax, we're gonna get off at the next stop," he said leaning his back against the door, and flinging his hair from his face smoothly.
I put a strand of dark hair behind my right ear and nodded, turning to face the door he was leaned against. I was suppose to be going to work, but I couldn't let this guy outta my grasp! I'll call in sick, damnit!
On the next stop, we both walked out calmly, looking around, not really looking at each other, just strutting along, like two guys just out to be out. However, our raging hard-ons that were suspiciously half poking against the material of our pants didn't help matters much.
As we walked up the steps toward the street, I felt His hands on my ass. He had such strong hands, I would've turned around and started making out with him right then and there. However, I wasn't very open with my sexuality and I liked to keep my business, my business. But, if he kept rubbing my ass the way he was, I was about to come out to the whole world.
"This way," he whispered into my ear as we reached the street, and dissappeared behind a wall to the far left side. I jogged to keep up with him as he walked, seemingly aimlessly, around the busy streets, of what looked like 42nd street. What were we doing on 42nd street? This was one of the busiest places in Manhatten, how were we going to get privacy here?
"Over here," He said, running into a multiplex like a mad man. Why is he going into a movie theater? "Stop asking so many damned questions!" I scolded myself. "Your with this hot guy and your questioning it? Are you an idiot!?" Alrite, suck it up Mikal.
