EVENING TRAIN.

As usual the pedigree at the ticket sideboard was quite long. But today I was not in the tire and jaded modality that had become my pattern reaction to this day-by-day issue. Reaching the station and getting a ticket for my ride plate every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé ritual.

Today the remainder was that, a few feet in presence of me stood a very attractive boy. He was slim and of medium height with a fresh looking face devoid of any trace of mustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather squiffy tee shirt that showed a shapely bureau and a unconditional stomach. A clinging duet of jeans covered his lower trunk but unlike many of the other offspring men in the waiting line he was not wearing the Modern low hip form that exposed the top of his can but hid the rest period of the tush in sagging folds. His dungaree were pulled up to the correct point at the waist and delineated the physique of his straight tooshie ensuring it was clearly visible. And it was a neat bum that he carried ; it swelled in a wet and concordat bump from the top of his legs, not large and grave, but just of the redress size to nestle comfortably in somebody's manus.

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 revealing clothes was symmetry in motion. I did my effective to keep anyone from noticing my lingering glances and kept hoping that he was going in the Same focal point that I was. If this was so then I could at least feast my eyes on a decent organic structure for a piffling while. Having been newly posted to this city I was still without any friends or conversancy, and other than my spot colleagues had no one to speak to or to have any interaction with.

After the boy purchased his just the ticket he moved on to the weapons platform and stood towards the front line border waiting for the next train. I was careful to position myself close behind him so I could get into the Saame compartment.

When the train eventually pulled in to the weapons platform it was not too strong 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 power train in Mumbai India, will know just how crowded they can be and how a rider is forced to stand in close proximity to others. It was quite easy for me to make sure I was standing directly behind the boy as the train started.

The shoving crowd and the jerky move of the power train, as it began to move forward caused us to be pushed and shoved so near to each other that I could feel his buttocks pressed against my crotch. He did not seem to be bothered by this ; it was a common occurrence on these railroad train. As the train gathered speeding and the motion of the carriages fell into a veritable speech rhythm I could feel my prick harden a slight.

He evidently felt this as well though he gave no outwards augury. In a few moments he started to clench and unlax his cigarette cheek and pressed his whole body back against me hardening my cock even more that before. It was very well-defined he was also enjoying the sensations.

I had no melodic theme if he was alighting before me or if his full stop was after mine so I just enjoyed the law of proximity of a nubile physical structure and the feelings his pert hard bum caused by pressing against my hard fellow member. Today's drive was indeed considerably than all the previous ones. And much to my astonishment 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 rider on the footboard and clinging on to the handles near the room access fighting their way into the compartment. He continued to flex and publish his fag cheek causing me to get so unvoiced I thought my dick would bristle the zip of my jeans. Suddenly he slipped his paw between us and pressed his backward facing palm to my distend cock. He lightly curled his fingers feeling the configuration 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 railroad train jerked to a diaphragm I realised that my post was the next and reluctantly had move away from the boy and begin to push my way towards the exit. The bunch was such that I could only fight my way to the exit without knowing if the boy had noticed my going away. When the geartrain 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 platform I turned around to try to catch a last glimpse of my travelling familiar. Of course I knew in my mind that there was absolutely no chance whatsoever that I would actually be able to see through the mass of bodies that were between us.

Imagine my surprise and pleasure to regain that he had also alighted and was standing a few fundament away looking at me. We smiled at each former. And in that smiling I could read an invitation, a recognition and a soldering that made me understand in an trice that I had found something of value in this crowded city .