It was mid Sun afternoon and I was catching a gearing back to Liverpool from John Griffith Chaney after a weekend visiting family. I was travelling by myself and had upgraded to first gear class for an duplicate niggling comfort. I had feeling a bit steamy all weekend but because I was with family I couldn't do anything about it. The gear hadn't long left the station in British capital and the itch to stick my dick in something had come back again. I felt my dick getting remains in my pants and I just had to rub it under my table. I was sat at the back of one of the carriages so there was no one behind me, and luckily the train wasn't to occupy in low gear family so no-one else was down my end of the carriage.

I sat there stroking my pecker in my pants for while but I just got this touch that it wasn't enough and I was gagging for to a greater extent. I then had a brainwave and pulled out my earphone to load up my Grindr app that allows me to search for hombre nearby. It was a small hit and Miss because I was on a moving train but it picked up a few guys who seemed to be on the same power train. I updated my profile figure to say I was on the train in a hope that someone would notice. It didn't take long before I got a content through from somebody. They didn't have a pic on their profile but I didn't care, cock is cock at the end of the day. We chatted for a little while and I found that he was sitting 2 carriages down from me and was also travelling alone. I suggested that he come up to my baby carriage for a break confabulation. I had a pic on my profile so he knew what I looked like and could happen me easily. He said he would be down in about 5mins and then logged off. A massive grin shot across my look and I felt my pecker get harder at the thinking of an adumbrate encounter on the train.

A few min later the room access to the carriage opened and I saw a guy walking through and down the bearing. I knew this was him and I shuffled my clobber up so he could sit down next to me. He walked up to me and said

"Dave ?"
"Yeah"I replied
"Nice to meet you, I'm Paul"he said
"Nice to meet you to, take a seat"I said as I motioned him towards the seat adjacent to me

He sat himself down next to me and we started chatting. I cant call back the accurate conversation but most of it focused around previous experiences and that neither of us had done anything like this before. He seemed a little uneasy at first-class honours degree so I reached over and started stroking his leg. I ran my mitt up and down his second joint before rubbing his fork. I could find his strong cock through his pant and it felt like a big one. Eventually he began to do the same to me and started rubbing my now throbbing and aching tool through my trouser. I just had to bear More and undo the zip of his pant. I reached in, through the fly hole of his boxers and pulled his knockout cock out under the board. I started to stroke his cock and he already had precum dribbling out of the brain. I rubbed it around all over his egotistic point before sliding my mitt back down his cock again. I sat there for a few minutes stroking his prick while he moaned quietly.

I leaned over to him and said

"phantasy moving this on a petty ?"
"What you got in mind ?"he replied
"I need that big tool of yours in my mouth, wan na go the pot so I can do that ?"
"Ok for sure"

I let go of his turncock so he could put it away.

"You go first and I'll come down in a moment and bang on the door so you can let me in"I said to him

St. Paul then adjusted himself, stood up and walked down the carriage towards the toilets at the end of the next pushchair. I waited for a second before getting up myself and made my way towards the commode. When I got there I gave the door a gentle knock and a few sec later the door opened. I stepped in an unsympathetic the door behind me. Once it was closed and locked I pushed Alice Paul up against the wall and grabbed detainment of his genitals. I wasted no time in undoing his trousers and getting them around his ankle joint along with his bagger. I grabbed hold of his cock and started to stroke it hard. His moan became a short louder so I planted my sassing on his to hold open him quite. Running my tongue around the interior of his mouth seemed to turn over him on even more and I thought his tool was going to burst forth in my hand. I couldn't resist any retentive and dropped to my knees so my mouth was level with his throbbing stopcock. I sunk it straight into my wet mouth and slid it all the way in till it hit the back of my lip. I proceeded to breastfeed his cock hard and fast, I had no prohibition, all I wanted was his hard dick to Pound my mouth and fool away its hot lading down my throat.

It didn't take long before I felt his cock tensing up and I knew he was ready to botch up his warhead. I kept on sucking and soon enough he exploded into my mouth, felt like bucket shipment of the clobber and I struggled to unsay it all, but I did, every last pearl. He nearly collapsed on top of me he came that difficult and he just stood there leaning against the wall while I sucked his still hard cock dry. Once I had finished he pulled his trousers up and we kissed for a moment.

"screw me that was good"he said to me
I just smirked and said"I'm glad you enjoyed it"
"well it was nice to converge you"he said
"You too"I replied

I turned and opened the door for us to leave. I stepped out to find a waiting line of 3 people standing by the toilets waiting. Paul then walked out before me and the aspect on their faces was priceless. We parted shipway and I went back to my seat. My cock was still throbbing but it could expect boulder clay I got home….and that is for another report ; - )