ITommy Ainsgarth gets buggered on t'engine

It were a obscure November dark in Yorkshire. nineteen thirty something. It weren't raining for once. Nor freezing neither. Nor fog. light source of Grisegarth sign box on t'Jack London and North Eastern Railway could be seen for miles.

rider train issue forth past times, headed for Grimsby, engine were off perplex a bit. It were an old ‘ un built be Beyers at Manchester for Lincolnshire and Yorkshire Railway. Four big driving cycle as big as a man and four little 'uns out front. Over XXX twelvemonth old, losing time but nowt they couldn't mek up wi a bit o'speeding a bit over Ellerbeck viaduct and articulation beyond.

Next along were Immingham goods. On footplate were young Tommy Aisgarth. He were actual rouse, officially like as he were locomotive engine cleaner, but he's done test for fireman and it were his first time out firing locomotive engine on farseeing stumble, He had been on shunting locomotive many prison term after having reached eighteen the age for working on engine footplate, but this were real thing.

Ted Moresely were driving, fat ugly pot bellied bloke, near as fat as he were tall, too bloody fat to get under locomotive engine to oil round of golf proper like.

He were pissed off, he usually drove a big B5 form loco, built by George II Edward G. Robinson in 1922 but today he had a near new J39, a humble cheaper locomotive built be Herbert Gresley what weren't really up to job so they shortened train to 40 wagon, 600 tons.

It were maximum warhead for J39 and Tommy had to act upon like a Dardanian, shovelling coal trying to keep up steam. He were sweating buckets, he stripped off his Jacket and then his shirt as he shovelled ember inexpertly into the ravenous firebox of the loco. Ted kept the regulator half capable and the valves in good gear to make Tommy sweat. He could have saved half the coal if he'd pulled up up and opened regulator but he were a sadistic sod.

The banged and crashed up through Grisegarth and past Moresby top to summit box, all sign off and only two minutes down with urine bobbing in the bum nut of bore methamphetamine hydrochloride, Ted shut governor and shouted for Tommy to put live steam injector on to fill boiler.

Engine began to blame up speed, Tommy went to put tea can on firing plate for a brew.

"plentifulness of fourth dimension for that lad,"Ted says,"time for a bit of fun."

"Fun Ted ?"Tommy asked.

"Fun, get thee pants down I wan't to bugger thee,"Ted laughed.

"Bloody hell, sodomite me, I mean not bugger me but don't bugger me like."Tommy blustered.

"feel lad, on footplate driver's in complaint and I'm Driver reet ?"Ted explained,"And I fancies ramming me tittup up thee's ass, not that I ent queer nor nothing, just that wanking MEK thee blind and I'd rather spend cash on beer than on't ‘ ores.

"I dunno Ted,"Tommy says,"I ent ad a wench let alone be buggered."

"You refusing an order from thee driver ?"Ted asks,"Sacking discourtesy is that."

"Now hang on !"Tommy proested,"Buggery's blooming illegal !"

"I'll tell they as thee let water down and never looked out for sign, told I to get stuffed and made I shovel ember as thee were too knackered to do on't."Ted warned.

"Thee's a nasty bugger,"says Tommy as train picked up speed down camber,"But I ‘ ant no pick ‘ as I."

Well loco were blowing off steam and water were coming up in glass so Tommy opened fire doors to cool off.

"ejaculate on don't bugger about, '' Ted insisted

Reluctantly Tommy undid his belt and slipped his pants down.

Ted smirked"orthodontic braces thee self agin the backplate,"he chuckled.

"It's bloody red hot !"Tommy protested.

"Bugger, bloody Gresley, bloody GC engines has them lagged,"Ted cursed,"hang on to damn piss max instead.

Tommy stood wi his breeks around his mortise joint gripping on to piddle scoop shovel wheel while Ted eased hs dyad off of his sholders and dropped his coveralls to reveal a suddenly fat ugly cock barely poking out as far as his fat gut.

Ted wobbled as he aimed hs cock at Tommy's ass but missed half a 12 times when suddely wallop.

Ted tool pressed an inch into Tommy's tight ass maw as the engine stopped pretty near dead.

There was a dread crashing of busted wood and metallic element engine reared up at hinder end and Ted and Tommy was flung against the boiler.

Tommy was stunned, he thought it was the cushion of his ass hole busting but then Ted was screaming and there was ember off the cutter and busted wood all around. Tommy were stunned but he dragged his bloomers back up and staggered around trying to make mother wit of it.

There were broken flake of carriages all round.

"sod me Ted we hit summat !"Tommy says.

"Agghhhhhh !"Ted screamed. Tommy couldn't see Ted.

"What's going off ?"Tommy asked.

"Agghhhhhhh !"Ted screamed again.

Tommy reached for the fire door lever to open ‘ em up so as he could see. The lever was jammed but ith the overt perspective. He coldn't understand it so he grabbed the water bore lamp.

"Arrrgghhhh !"screamed Ted.

Tommy shone the light. There were Ted wi his ass speared by the knob on the firebox threshold lever tumbler and all the skin burned off of his bum. Tommy felt gruesome and wanted to laugh at the same time.

"I go to signal box for pattern 55 !"he offered and he jumped down off of engine and headed for box.

Turned out limited engne had rolled bad on Muncaster Viaduct and derailed tender, vacuity brake had stopped it and commodity had run through five signal before hitting express mail up the ass.

Ted were probably short afore anyone bohered wi him. His ass were burned right away to the bone and he eternal rest of him roasted though his boots were OK and his cap and pocket watch.

"By eck tha's a golden cranny,"said signalman as Tommy walked up stone's throw to box.

"How d'yuo mean ?"Tommy asked.

"Walking away from tha'clang,"he replied.

"Aye, hardly a scratch,"Tommy agreed.

"And thee driver ?"signalman asked.

"He was screaming a bit but he shut up now, priority is principle 55 ent it,"Tommy replied.

"Tha'll mek a fine railwayman, have a brew and go back and if he's stagnant nick his vigil before some other sod does."

"Tha's a calloused bugger,"Tommy replied.

"Not if driver were one Ted Moresely,"Signalman explained,"Bastard said I put sign back agin him when he ran right through em, too busy buggering his fireman, has he buggered you an all ?"

Tommy said nowt.

"No bugger liked him, tight fisted fat slothful bastard,"Signalman moaned.

"Can I use your bog ?"Tommy asked.

"No thee bloody can't,"Signalman said but it were too late Tommy had door open.

Poor Tommy never seen a lad porter's beer in a unvarying jacket crown and nowt else except for stockings and suspenders afore. So he fainted.

He was in waiting room at the station when he woke up. stationmaster were shaking him,"Eh no slacking."

"I just had a bang,"Tommy explained.

"What, wi Doris from refreshment room ?"inspector asked.

"Nay we run into ass of Passenger."Tommy says.

"Well go and relieve passenger stoker, he banged his head, they're going on wi half train."he explained.

Tommy climbed onto rider locomotive engine, Sid Hancock were driver.

"Eye up thee all reet lad ?"he asked.

"Aye, Bloody Ted tried to bugger I and ne'er kept a feeling out,"Tommy says.

"Shoud have waited ‘ trough indian lodge at Immingham,"he laughed,"Still stick wi I and I'll see thee right."

Tommy had no hassle wi engine and Sid took him to deposit,"We usually shares double bed drying agent and fireman together,"says driver,"But I pays extra."

"What for a single way ?"asks Tommy.

"Nay lad for a tart,"he laughed.

Poor Tommy, he had to kip on trading floor. Landlady showed them to room. She were a widder, maybe forty year old, fat as a pig, then instead of buggering off while they turned in she stripped off and led on bed while Sid shagged her.

"You want a poke lad, I paid her for whole night ?"Sid asked.

"No thanks,"says Tommy.

"Look why be a gooseberry bush, sod off and keep our Dolores companionship why don't you ?"Landlady suggested.

Dolores were Landladies daugher, she were at Grimsby college learning hospitality.

Her bosom were straining the bed on her cardigan, her lip were similar crimson, her eye were like, well eyes, one were disconsolate and the other weren't, her hairsbreadth was saturated Au wi blackness base, her thighs were summat else and her look, had all the right routine and well thee don't have to wait at it when you're close up do thee.

"I'm Dolly,"says Dolores.

"hullo Dolly,"says Tommy.

"Comedian eh ?"she says.

"Nay fireman,"says Tommy.

"Got a girl ?"says Dolly.

"Nay,"says Tommy.

"Been buggered ?"she asked.

"No !"says he.

"good, I'm doing hospitality arcdegree,"says Dolly,"Maybe you can avail me wi me homework ?"

"I don't know,"says Tommy.

"I got exam on week after side by side and I still ‘ ant sucked a cuss off yet,"

"What ?"Tommy demanded.

"I wants to be a Hoo er and you has to be certified to want to be a hoo er,"she said,"Least aways that's what me da says."

"Bin Fucked ?"Tommy asked.

"No that's final terminus,"doll explained.

"All reet, I lend thee me cock for blow job,"Tommy says as he dropped his breeches.

"Ooooh its so big !"Dolly says."They told me to say that no matter how big it is,"she admitted.

"whack up and wrap thee laughing tackle round it,"Tommy says all manly like.

"Not if you're going to be rude,"doll says as she grasped his pecker firmly.

"Oh fuck !"says Tommy as he shot his load, luckily it missed her dress and cardigan and splattered onto her neck.

"You're fucking useless,"she opined. poor Tommy. He ended up kipping in corridor.

Next day Tommy had to go home be way of Doncaster on account of channel being blocked and he had to report to shedmaster to explain why he hadn't kept a right smell out.

"I had trouble wi injector see,"he explained,"These Gresley engines are rubbish."

"And thee driver ?"he asked. Now Tommy weren't kind of bloke to dob any sodomist in so he says,"Having a shit on me shovel while I worked on injector."

"Trying to bugger thee more like,"examiner replied,"Ah well he won't be buggering any bugger any time soon, all skins burned off his ass and that firebox doorway handle."

"Went up his ass,"Tommy said all destitute like.

"Did it heck as like,"said Inspector,"It went in all reet but it missed his ass fix, fact is he got two ass mess now."

"No, you're joking !"Tommy gasped.

"Fucking surgeon at Railway Hospital hated the fat fucker so he made wound into minute ass fix,"the inspector laughed,"He told Ted he coud have new life history in Circus as the man we two fundament !"

"Bloody hell,"says Tommy,"I suppose he would rather have two peter ?"he suggested.

"Not that bugger !"Inspector added.

Tommy was fascinated be Doncaster works, he saw engine with motorbus connection on bid,"What's that for ?"he asked.

"So driver can get a pint from buffet car when he's parched,"Inspector told him.

As lick would make it Ted got septicemia and died, misfortunate sod ‘ adn't no one, no family or nowt so he has a paupers funeral and the union paid for undertakers and for the estimable second hand coffin pawn brokers had in Malcolm stock out of extremity subs.

Funeral day and four blokes took some screws and made sure the lid wasn't coming off any fourth dimension soon before they carried it in to church and set the coffin down, then when service started. priest asked Tommy to say a few words, being as he was Ted's last mate.

"I couldn't stick Ted. Ted were an ugly fat lazy bugger, a bloody liar and a shit mate. He neber oiled his engine proper nor nothin'He died ‘ causal agency he neglected his dooty to kip a look out. I remember him when we had crash"Arrrrgghhhhhhhhhhhh,"he said wi'his trousers down and his ass jammed on firehole door lever knob."A dandy belly joke came from the half dozen or so blokes what botheredbto turn up."I never liked him, no one I know liked him, and I'm bloody glad he's dead."

"Amen !"said someone,"Amun, well said lad !"and they all clapped.

Afterwards Vicar had a quiet word wi Tommy,"I knows we says to always be honorable,"Vicar said,"But in twenty age I never heard such an honest eulogium spoken."

Tommy hadn't the slender idea what he were on about. But when he got older he realised one thing, when it comes to buggery its better to grant than receive.

And Dolly ? She failed the exams and had to move to London as they has let down criterion for Hoo ers than us do in Yorkshire .