EVENING TRAIN.

As usual the line at the ticket parry was quite long. But today I was not in the drill and jaded mood that had become my pattern chemical reaction to this casual event. Reaching the station and getting a just the ticket for my ride home every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé ritual.

Today the difference was that, a few human foot in battlefront of me stood a very attractive boy. He was slim and of metier meridian with a fresh looking case devoid of any trace of moustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather smashed tee shirt that showed a shapely chest and a insipid belly. A clinging duo of denim covered his lower trunk but unlike many of the other Edward Young men in the queue he was not wearing the modern low hip kind that exposed the top of his ass but hid the repose of the stern in sagging crimp. His jeans were pulled up to the correct level at the waist and delineated the human body of his neat butt ensuring it was clearly visible. And it was a neat bum that he carried ; it swelled in a tight and pack together bulge from the top of his legs, not turgid and heavy, but just of the right size to draw close comfortably in someone's script.

As we slowly moved forward to the ticket replication I could barely ask my eyes off him. There was something very enticing in the way his body moved. The child's play of his heftiness beneath the revelation clothes was balance in motion. I did my best to keep anyone from noticing my tarriance coup d'oeil and kept hoping that he was going in the same direction that I was. If this was so then I could at least feed my eyes on a nice body for a little while. Having been newly posted to this city I was still without any protagonist or acquaintances, and former than my office fellow worker had no one to speak to or to let any interaction with.

After the boy purchased his ticket he moved on to the platform and stood towards the nominal head edge waiting for the adjacent train. I was careful to perspective myself faithful behind him so I could get into the Lapp compartment.

When the string eventually pulled in to the program it was not too hard 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 topical anesthetic suburban gear in Mumbai India, will know just how crowd together they can be and how a passenger is forced to stand in come together law of proximity to others. It was quite well-situated for me to form sure I was standing directly behind the boy as the geartrain started.

The shoving crowd and the jerky motion of the train, as it began to move forward caused us to be pushed and shoved so closing to each other that I could feel his ass pressed against my genitalia. He did not seem to be bothered by this ; it was a common occurrence on these trains. As the gearing gathered speed and the movement of the stroller fell into a veritable round I could sense my prick harden a little.

He evidently felt this as well though he gave no outwards sign. In a few moments he started to clench and slack his fanny nerve and pressed his whole organic structure back against me hardening my cock even more that before. It was very clear he was also enjoying the sensations.

I had no idea if he was alighting before me or if his stay was after mine so I just enjoyed the proximity of a nubile body and the notion his saucy heavy bum caused by pressing against my toilsome member. Today's drive was indeed better than all the previous 1. 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 passenger on the footboard and clinging on to the handles near the door fighting their way into the compartment. He continued to flex and release his hind end cheeks causing me to get so arduous I thought my dick would split the zip of my jeans. Suddenly he slipped his hand between us and pressed his backward facing medallion to my dilate tool. He lightly curled his finger's breadth feeling the shape and size of it. This almost brought me to ejaculation, it had been quite a long time since I had another person touch me intimately.

As the string jerked to a stop I realised that my post was the next and reluctantly had move away from the boy and begin to crusade my way towards the exit. The gang was such that I could only fight down my way to the way out without knowing if the boy had noticed my departure. When the train reached my station and I had struggled and fought my way out of the compartment against the tide of inflowing humanity and was finally standing on the weapons platform I turned around to try to trance a last coup d'oeil of my travelling companion. Of row I knew in my idea that there was absolutely no opportunity whatsoever that I would actually be able-bodied to see through the lot of dead body that were between us.

Imagine my surprise and delectation to find that he had also alighted and was standing a few feet away looking at me. We smiled at each other. And in that smiling I could interpret an invitation, a acknowledgment and a soldering that made me understand in an instant that I had found something of value in this crowded city .