EVENING TRAIN.

As common the line at the ticket return was quite long. But today I was not in the bored and jaded mood that had become my pattern reaction to this casual upshot. Reaching the station and getting a ticket for my ride home every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé rite.

Today the remainder was that, a few feet in battlefront of me stood a very attractive boy. He was svelte and of medium summit with a fresh looking face devoid of any trace of moustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather stringent tee shirt that showed a shapely chest and a insipid abdomen. A clinging span of jeans covered his lower body but unlike many of the other young men in the queue he was not wearing the innovative low hip form that exposed the top of his rump but hid the residuum of the rump in sagging crease. His jeans were pulled up to the chasten level at the shank and delineated the shape of his full-strength backside ensuring it was clearly visible. And it was a neat bum that he carried ; it swelled in a rigorous and compress hump from the top of his ramification, not large and heavy, but just of the right size to draw close comfortably in someone's hands.

As we slowly moved forward to the ticket buffet I could barely subscribe my eyes off him. There was something very enticing in the way his body moved. The romp of his muscles beneath the revealing clothes was symmetricalness in question. I did my best to keep on anyone from noticing my lingering coup d'oeil and kept hoping that he was going in the Lapp direction that I was. If this was so then I could at least spread my oculus on a nice body for a little piece. Having been newly posted to this metropolis I was still without any friends or acquaintances, and former than my office colleagues had no one to verbalise to or to stimulate any interaction with.

After the boy purchased his slate he moved on to the platform and stood towards the battlefront edge waiting for the next gearing. I was careful to position myself conclude behind him so I could get into the same compartment.

When the train eventually pulled in to the political 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 local suburban train in Bombay Republic of India, will recognise just how crowded they can be and how a passenger is forced to bear in shut law of 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 dopey motions of the train, as it began to affect forward caused us to be pushed and shoved so conclude to each early that I could feel his tail end pressed against my fork. He did not seem to be bothered by this ; it was a common occurrence on these caravan. As the string gathered swiftness and the apparent movement of the passenger car fell into a regular rhythm method I could feel my dick harden a slight.

He evidently felt this as well though he gave no outward sign. In a few bit he started to clinch and relax his butt cheek and pressed his entirely trunk back against me hardening my turncock even more that before. It was very authorise 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 propinquity of a marriageable consistency and the notion his pert hard bum caused by pressing against my hard penis. Today's ride was indeed better than all the premature ones. And much to my astonishment it was going to get much, much better.

As the wagon 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 room access fighting their way into the compartment. He continued to flex and eject his coffin nail cheeks causing me to get so hard 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 shape and sizing of it. This almost brought me to ejaculation, it had been quite a farseeing fourth dimension since I had another person touch me intimately.

As the caravan jerked to a arrest I realised that my post was the side by side and reluctantly had move away from the boy and start to advertise my way towards the exit. The crowd was such that I could only fight my way to the exit 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 platform I turned around to try to catch a last glimpse of my travelling companion. Of form I knew in my mind that there was absolutely no chance whatsoever that I would actually be able to see through the bulk of eubstance that were between us.

Imagine my surprisal and joy to find that he had also alighted and was standing a few animal foot away looking at me. We smiled at each early. And in that smile I could read an invitation, a recognition and a soldering that made me understand in an flash that I had found something of value in this crowd city .