EVENING TRAIN.

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

Today the difference was that, a few feet in front of me stood a very attractive boy. He was lose weight and of culture medium summit with a fresh looking side devoid of any trace of mustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather loaded tee shirt that showed a shapely chest and a flat stomach. A clinging pair of jeans covered his lower body but unlike many of the other young men in the waiting line he was not wearing the modern low hip variety that exposed the top of his tooshie but hid the rest of the bottom in sagging folds. His jeans were pulled up to the decline level at the shank and delineated the contour of his neat tooshie ensuring it was clearly seeable. And it was a nifty bum that he carried ; it swelled in a tight and stocky gibbosity from the top of his peg, not large and punishing, but just of the right size to draw close comfortably in someone's hands.

As we slowly moved forward to the ticket rejoinder I could barely take my eyes off him. There was something very enticing in the way his body moved. The bid of his brawniness beneath the disclosure apparel was balance in question. I did my trump to hold on anyone from noticing my lingering glances 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 prissy body for a small patch. Having been newly posted to this city I was still without any friends or familiarity, and former than my situation co-worker 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 train. I was careful to view myself close behind him so I could get into the same compartment.

When the wagon train eventually pulled in to the political program it was not too laborious 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 train in Bombay Republic of India, will jazz just how crowded they can be and how a passenger is forced to stand in close proximity to others. It was quite easy for me to ready trusted I was standing directly behind the boy as the wagon train started.

The shoving bunch and the jerky motions of the train, as it began to move forward caused us to be pushed and shoved so snug to each other that I could feel his fundament pressed against my private parts. He did not seem to be bothered by this ; it was a plebeian occurrence on these trains. As the string gathered amphetamine and the motion of the passenger car fell into a steady round I could experience my prick harden a little.

He evidently felt this as well though he gave no outward-bound signal. In a few moment he started to clinch and relax his butt boldness and pressed his whole body back against me hardening my cock even more that before. It was very clear he was also enjoying the sensations.

I had no melodic theme 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 intuitive feeling his pert hard bum caused by pressing against my hard fellow member. Today's ride was indeed better than all the previous one. And much to my astonishment it was going to get much, much better.

As the railroad 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 bend and exhaust his behind cheeks causing me to get so strong I thought my dick would burst the zip of my jean. Suddenly he slipped his hand between us and pressed his backward facing palm tree to my distend cock. He lightly curled his finger feeling the shape and size of it. This almost brought me to ejaculation, it had been quite a prospicient sentence since I had another person touch me intimately.

As the train jerked to a occlusion I realised that my station was the adjacent and reluctantly had move away from the boy and get down to campaign 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 deviation. When the train reached my station and I had struggled and fought my way out of the compartment against the tide of inflowing mankind and was finally standing on the chopine I turned around to try to catch a last glance of my travelling fellow. Of course I knew in my mind that there was absolutely no chance whatsoever that I would actually be able to see through the mint of bodies that were between us.

Imagine my surprise and delight 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 smile I could understand an invitation, a recognition and a bonding that made me understand in an instant that I had found something of note value in this crowd together city .