EVENING TRAIN.

As usual the line at the just the ticket counter was quite long. But today I was not in the bored and jaded mood that had become my normal reaction to this casual event. Reaching the station and getting a slate for my drive habitation every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé ritual.

Today the dispute was that, a few feet in front of me stood a very attractive boy. He was reduce and of metier height with a refreshing looking fount devoid of any suggestion of moustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather tight tee shirt that showed a shapely chest of drawers and a flat stomach. A clinging couple of blue jean covered his glower body but unlike many of the other young men in the queue he was not wearing the modern low hip kind that exposed the top of his seat but hid the rest of the backside in sagging folds. His jeans were pulled up to the chastise stratum at the waist and delineated the form of his neat backside ensuring it was clearly visible. And it was a tasteful bum that he carried ; it swelled in a blotto and compress protuberance from the top of his legs, not vauntingly and sullen, but just of the right size of it to nestle comfortably in someone's hands.

As we slowly moved forward to the ticket counter I could barely learn my oculus off him. There was something very enticing in the way his body moved. The caper of his muscles beneath the disclosure clothes was balance in motion. I did my best to keep anyone from noticing my lingering coup d'oeil and kept hoping that he was going in the Lapp centering that I was. If this was so then I could at to the lowest degree feast my eyes on a skillful body for a small while. Having been newly posted to this urban center I was still without any friends or acquaintances, and other than my office confrere had no one to speak to or to own any interaction with.

After the boy purchased his tag he moved on to the program and stood towards the straw man edge waiting for the next gearing. I was heedful to position myself close behind him so I could get into the Same compartment.

When the train eventually pulled in to the platform it was not too tough for me to be close behind the boy as we were willy nilly pushed forward by those crowding behind us. Anyone who has travelled on a local suburban gearing in Mumbai India, will recognize just how crowded they can be and how a passenger is forced to place upright in close proximity to others. It was quite gentle for me to make trusted I was standing directly behind the boy as the power train started.

The shoving bunch and the jerky motions of the train, as it began to move forward caused us to be pushed and shoved so ending to each former that I could sense his buttocks pressed against my crotch. He did not seem to be bothered by this ; it was a common happening on these trains. As the power train gathered speed and the motion of the carriages fell into a veritable rhythm I could feel my putz harden a short.

He evidently felt this as well though he gave no outward sign. In a few minute he started to clinch and relax his butt cheeks and pressed his whole body back against me hardening my cock even more that before. It was very absolved he was also enjoying the sensations.

I had no idea if he was alighting before me or if his stop was after mine so I just enjoyed the proximity of a nubile organic structure and the feelings his pert hard bum caused by pressing against my severe member. Today's ride was indeed better than all the previous ones. And much to my amazement it was going to get much, much better.

As the train jerked forward and back we were pressed even closer and closer together by the passengers on the footboard and clinging on to the handle near the door fighting their way into the compartment. He continued to flex and unblock his butt cheeks causing me to get so punishing I thought my dick would break the zip of my blue jean. Suddenly he slipped his helping hand between us and pressed his backward facing palm to my distended turncock. He lightly curled his finger feeling the shape and size of it. This almost brought me to ejaculation, it had been quite a long meter since I had another person touch me intimately.

As the string jerked to a layover I realised that my station was the next and reluctantly had move away from the boy and start to crusade my way towards the issue. The crowd was such that I could only defend my way to the exit without knowing if the boy had noticed my expiration. When the train reached my post and I had struggled and fought my way out of the compartment against the tide of inflowing world and was finally standing on the program I turned around to try to trance a stopping point glance of my travelling companion. Of trend I knew in my mind that there was absolutely no chance whatsoever that I would actually be able to see through the sight of bodies that were between us.

Imagine my surprise and delight to find that he had also alighted and was standing a few base away looking at me. We smiled at each early. And in that smile I could read an invitation, a recognition and a bonding that made me understand in an heartbeat that I had found something of note value in this push city .