EVENING TRAIN.

As common the short letter at the tag counter was quite farseeing. But today I was not in the bored and jaded mode that had become my normal reaction to this daily event. Reaching the station and getting a slate for my ride home every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé rite.

Today the difference was that, a few groundwork in front of me stood a very attractive boy. He was svelte and of sensitive superlative with a saucy looking side devoid of any shadow of moustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather tight tee shirt that showed a shapely chest and a flatcar breadbasket. A clinging brace of jean covered his lower soundbox but unlike many of the other Brigham Young men in the waiting line he was not wearing the modernistic low hip kind that exposed the top of his fanny but hid the residue of the posterior in sagging sheep pen. His jeans were pulled up to the correct level at the waist and delineated the physical body of his neat backside ensuring it was clearly seeable. And it was a neat bum that he carried ; it swelled in a pie-eyed and pack extrusion from the top of his wooden leg, not large and heavy, but just of the right size to nestle comfortably in person's manus.

As we slowly moved forward to the ticket return I could barely consume my eyes off him. There was something very enticing in the way his eubstance moved. The play of his muscles beneath the revealing clothes was symmetry in movement. I did my best to keep anyone from noticing my lingering glances and kept hoping that he was going in the same centering that I was. If this was so then I could at to the lowest degree feast my eyes on a nice body for a trivial while. Having been newly posted to this metropolis I was still without any friends or familiarity, and former than my government agency colleague 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 forepart bound waiting for the adjacent train. I was careful to position myself close behind him so I could get into the Same compartment.

When the string eventually pulled in to the political platform it was not too tough 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 Mumbai India, will know just how crowded they can be and how a passenger is forced to stand in near proximity to others. It was quite easy for me to pee-pee certainly I was standing directly behind the boy as the train started.

The shoving bunch and the jerky move of the train, as it began to be active forward caused us to be pushed and shoved so shut down to each other that I could sense his buns pressed against my crotch. He did not seem to be bothered by this ; it was a uncouth occurrence on these railroad train. As the geartrain gathered speeding and the motion of the passenger car fell into a regular beat I could feel my peter harden a little.

He evidently felt this as well though he gave no outward house. In a few second he started to clinch and relax his tail end impertinence and pressed his altogether eubstance back against me hardening my turncock 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 propinquity of a marriageable body and the belief his saucy grueling bum caused by pressing against my hard member. Today's drive was indeed better than all the previous unity. 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 passenger on the footboard and clinging on to the handgrip near the door fighting their way into the compartment. He continued to twist and release his butt cheeks causing me to get so unvoiced I thought my dick would abound the zip of my jeans. Suddenly he slipped his deal between us and pressed his backward facing laurel wreath to my distended cock. He lightly curled his fingerbreadth feeling the figure and size of it. This almost brought me to ejaculation, it had been quite a long time since I had another soul touch me intimately.

As the train jerked to a full stop I realised that my station was the succeeding and reluctantly had move away from the boy and begin to push my way towards the exit. The crew was such that I could only fight my way to the exit without knowing if the boy had noticed my departure. When the gearing reached my station and I had struggled and fought my way out of the compartment against the tide of inflowing humankind and was finally standing on the platform I turned around to try to overtake a last glimpse of my travelling familiar. Of track I knew in my mind that there was absolutely no opportunity whatsoever that I would actually be capable to see through the mass of body that were between us.

Imagine my surprise and delight to find that he had also alighted and was standing a few fundament away looking at me. We smiled at each other. And in that smile I could read an invitation, a recognition and a soldering that made me understand in an instant that I had found something of economic value in this crowded city .