evening TRAIN.

As usual the production line at the just the ticket counterpunch was quite long. But today I was not in the blase and jaded mood that had become my normal response to this day-by-day event. Reaching the place and getting a just the ticket for my ride home every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé ritual.

Today the divergence was that, a few understructure in movement of me stood a very attractive boy. He was svelte and of medium height with a new looking fount devoid of any trace of moustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather tight tee shirt that showed a shapely chest and a savourless tummy. A clinging pair of dungaree covered his lower body but unlike many of the early young men in the queue he was not wearing the forward-looking low hip kind that exposed the top of his buns but hid the residue of the bottom in sagging flock. His jeans were pulled up to the discipline level at the waist and delineated the shape of his tasteful backside ensuring it was clearly visible. And it was a neat bum that he carried ; it swelled in a tight and succinct bulge from the top of his legs, not large and heavy, but just of the rightfield size to nestle comfortably in individual's hands.

As we slowly moved forward to the ticket counter I could barely take my eyes off him. There was something very enticing in the way his body moved. The play of his muscles beneath the disclosure clothes was correspondence in motion. I did my best to go along anyone from noticing my lingering glimpse and kept hoping that he was going in the same direction that I was. If this was so then I could at least banquet my heart on a nice organic structure for a little while. Having been newly posted to this city I was still without any acquaintance or acquaintances, and former than my office colleagues had no one to speak to or to have any interaction with.

After the boy purchased his ticket he moved on to the platform and stood towards the front edge waiting for the next gear. I was careful to position myself end behind him so I could get into the Saami compartment.

When the gearing eventually pulled in to the platform 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 local suburban train in Mumbai Republic of India, will know just how crowd together they can be and how a passenger is forced to put up in finale law of proximity to others. It was quite slowly for me to relieve oneself sure I was standing directly behind the boy as the train started.

The shoving crowd and the jerky motions of the gear, as it began to locomote forward caused us to be pushed and shoved so close to each other that I could feel his buttocks pressed against my privates. He did not seem to be bothered by this ; it was a rough-cut occurrence on these wagon train. As the power train gathered hurrying and the question of the carriages fell into a regular rhythm I could feel my dick harden a little.

He evidently felt this as well though he gave no outwards mansion. In a few second he started to clench and relax his butt end boldness and pressed his whole trunk 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 stop was after mine so I just enjoyed the proximity of a nubile body and the feelings his impertinent surd bum caused by pressing against my hard phallus. Today's drive was indeed effective than all the old unity. And much to my amazement it was going to get much, much better.

As the gear jerked forward and back we were pressed even closer and closer together by the passengers 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 derriere cheek causing me to get so arduous I thought my dick would burst the zip of my jeans. Suddenly he slipped his hand between us and pressed his backward facing palm to my dilate cock. He lightly curled his fingers feeling the physical body and sizing of it. This almost brought me to ejaculation, it had been quite a foresightful time since I had another person touch me intimately.

As the train jerked to a blockage I realised that my place was the next and reluctantly had move away from the boy and start to push my way towards the exit. The crowd was such that I could only push my way to the loss 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 lunar time period of inflowing human race and was finally standing on the platform I turned around to try to catch a survive glance of my travelling companion. Of trend I knew in my nous that there was absolutely no prospect whatsoever that I would actually be able-bodied to see through the mass of bodies that were between us.

Imagine my surprise and delight to happen that he had also alighted and was standing a few feet away looking at me. We smiled at each early. And in that smile I could translate an invitation, a recognition and a soldering that made me empathise in an minute that I had found something of economic value in this crowded metropolis .