On my backpacking trip through Europe during the Summer of 1985 after my Sophomore year at university, I took an overnight train and had the cabin to myself until, thankfully, a tall, ruggedly handsome man came in.
He had shaggy red hair, wide set blue eyes, dark brows, lashes and scruff. Taken separately, his features were not great, but together made him hot and irresistible to me. He looked like the actor Luc Schiltz who played Inspector Captani on the Netflix series, "Capitani."
He was wearing tight blue jeans, a tight white t-shirt that showed his muscular torso, neck, arms and stiff nipples and large boots. After he sat down, he reached out his hand and we shook hands. He said his name was Daan and he was Dutch. I told him my name was Mike and I was American.
We talked about our travels. He looked right into my eyes with his legs spread wide. I could see his hard cock down his right thigh. At about 10:00, he looked down at his bulge, gripped it, winked and looked at me, smiled and asked, "Have you ever had sex with another man in a train bathroom?"
"No, but there's always a first time."
He took my hand and said, "Follow me. I have condoms and lube."
We went into the bathroom. He locked the door and took several condoms and small packages of lube out of his back pocket, put them on the ledge by the sink, and when he dropped his pants (no underwear) his rock hard fat nine inch uncut cock popped up.
I got on my knees and opened my mouth wide. He put his hands on the back of my head, pushed me all the way down on his cock and slid it in and out of my throat, keeping my head from banging the bathroom door with his hands. I flexed my throat muscles.
He said, "Mike, look up at me with you pretty hazel eyes while I fuck your hot throat." I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes and kept flexing my throat muscles as rabbit-fucked my throat. He grunted as his cock throbbed down my throat. I felt every spurt of his semen slide down my throat into my belly.
With his cock still half hard down my throat he said, "That was amazing. Do all American men give such great deep throat?" I could only slightly shake my head. Daan pulled out his cock, asked me to stand up, drop my shorts and bend over the sink.
I kicked off my sandals, pulled down my shorts and underwear, stepped out of them, turned around, spread my legs and stuck out my ass. I could see him behind me in the mirror. I was counting the seconds until he slid his fat cock up my ass.
He got on his knees and ate my ass, flicking his tongue across my anus, then sticking it all the way in. His tongue felt so amazing up my ass, I couldn't wait to have his fat cock up it. He stood up, put lube on my asshole and started fingering me, which felt so amazing I threw my head back and groaned loudly.
He put his right hand on the back of my head pushing me over more and his left hand on his cock putting his cock head at my asshole. He slid his cock up my ass and fucked me slowly causing to groan loudly. He put his hand over my mouth and whispered in my ear, "Quiet, Mike, we don't want to get caught before I get done fucking your tight ass and throat again, do you?" I shook my head. I flexed my ass muscles.
He said, "Thought so! Keep doing that to my cock." He fucked my ass slowly, making it hard not to groan. I shot into the sink. He wiped it up and ate it. He slid his fat cock all the way up my ass and held it there, wrapped his strong arms around my chest, put his head on my shoulder and licked the inside of my ear as his cock throbbed what turned out to be a huge load of Dutch semen. I could feel every inch of his fat cock slide out of my ass.
Like a mesmerized zombie slave, I dropped to my knees, bent back my head and opened my mouth as wide as I could looking up his beautiful body into his beautiful green blue framed by his shaggy red hair.
He poured his hot, sweet semen from the condom in my mouth and threw it in the toilet. I swallowed his semen, put my head down and opened my mouth wide. He slowly slid his again hard cock back down my throat and holding my head, gently pumped it in and out of my throat. When he pulled it out so his cock head was in my mouth, I wrapped my hand around his thick veiny cock, so that his cock head was in my mouth.
We locked eyes as I licked around his hot cock head under his foreskin, making him groan. He grunted and I felt his thick cock throb in my hand as he filled my mouth with his hot semen. With his cock head still in my mouth, I swallowed his semen looking up into his eyes.
He pulled me to my feet and French kissed me, whispered in my ear, "You have a very hot throat and ass. I'm definitely going to use them again before we get off this train. Thank you. Makes me almost like Americans!" as he laughed and slapped my ass. He noticed my hard cock. "I didn't realize you had such a hot cock."
He got down on his knees, looked up at me and opened his mouth. I put one hand on the back of his beautiful head and the other under his chin and slowly throat fucked him. He flexed his throat muscles. I grunted and shot a huge load down his tight throat. "Thank you, I haven't shot in over a week." We pulled up our pants and shorts.
He opened the door and we walked back to the cabin and pulled out the seats and fell asleep, me with my head on his chest feeling his warm breath on the top of my head and hearing his heart beating. The next morning, he woke me up and said, "Let's hit the bathroom again before we pull into the station."
Same routine, but started with fucking my ass, then my throat (feeding me his condom semen), then my ass, then my throat again (feeding me his condom semen). He went slow, slow, slow like Luther. I totally submitted to him and kept my eyes closed dreaming he was Luther as I missed him so very much. He sucked my cock really well and swallowed my semen. I was beginning to think he might be a bottom to some hot man.
It was so hot knowing that there were backpackers standing in the hallway who probably heard us. When we opened the door and walked out, they were all looking at us. One very handsome man looked at us obviously knowing exactly what the tall, hot redhead had just done to me. Daan noticed him and said, "I hope he finds a hot Cock Master like me on this train."
I said, "Let's get him now and take him to our cabin. You two can spit roast me." Daan smiled.
Daan said something to him in Dutch (the only thing I understood was "Daan" and "Jacob"). The man smiled, grabbed his crotch, looked at me as his eyes lit up. Daan opened the cabin door and we all went in.