evening TRAIN.

As common the line at the just the ticket counter was quite farsighted. But today I was not in the bored and jaded mood that had become my normal reaction to this casual case. Reaching the place and getting a just the 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 line of me stood a very attractive boy. He was lose weight and of metier height with a fresh looking face devoid of any vestige of mustache or whiskers. He was dressed in a rather sozzled tee shirt that showed a shapely chest of drawers and a flat venter. A clinging twain of jeans covered his low physical structure but unlike many of the other young men in the queue he was not wearing the innovative low hip kind that exposed the top of his nates but hid the rest of the bottom in sagging folds. His jeans were pulled up to the correct degree at the shank and delineated the shape of his clean nates ensuring it was clearly visible. And it was a neat bum that he carried ; it swelled in a tight and compact bulge from the top of his legs, not turgid and heavy, but just of the right size of it to nestle comfortably in somebody's hand.

As we slowly moved forward to the ticket counter I could barely hold my heart off him. There was something very enticing in the way his body moved. The play of his musculus beneath the revealing clothes was isotropy in motion. I did my outdo to keep anyone from noticing my lingering glances and kept hoping that he was going in the Lapp counseling that I was. If this was so then I could at least feast my optic on a nice body for a little while. Having been newly posted to this city I was still without any admirer or familiarity, and other than my office fellow had no one to address to or to have any interaction with.

After the boy purchased his just the ticket he moved on to the platform and stood towards the front sharpness waiting for the succeeding wagon train. I was careful to position myself close behind him so I could get into the same compartment.

When the railroad train eventually pulled in to the platform 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 India, will know just how crowded they can be and how a passenger is forced to stand in close proximity to others. It was quite easygoing for me to produce for sure I was standing directly behind the boy as the railroad train started.

The shoving crowd and the jerk motions of the wagon train, as it began to impress forward caused us to be pushed and shoved so close to each other that I could find his rump pressed against my crotch. He did not appear to be bothered by this ; it was a mutual occurrence on these trains. As the train gathered pep pill and the motion of the rig fell into a regular rhythm I could feel my whoreson harden a little.

He evidently felt this as well though he gave no outward-bound sign. In a few consequence he started to clinch and loosen up his butt cheeks and pressed his all consistency back against me hardening my cock even more that before. It was very elucidate he was also enjoying the sensations.

I had no thought if he was alighting before me or if his stop was after mine so I just enjoyed the proximity of a marriageable torso and the tactile sensation his pert severe bum caused by pressing against my firmly extremity. Today's ride was indeed near than all the previous unity. 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 rider on the footboard and clinging on to the handles near the door fighting their way into the compartment. He continued to deform and turn his butt cheeks causing me to get so hard I thought my hawkshaw would break the zip of my jeans. Suddenly he slipped his deal between us and pressed his backward facing medal to my distend prick. He lightly curled his finger's breadth feeling the pattern and size of it. This almost brought me to ejaculation, it had been quite a retentive time since I had another person touch me intimately.

As the train jerked to a full stop I realised that my station was the next and reluctantly had move away from the boy and commence to tug my way towards the exit. The crowd was such that I could only fight my way to the loss without knowing if the boy had noticed my departure. When the geartrain 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 weapons platform I turned around to try to catch a last glimpse of my travelling companion. Of course I knew in my mind that there was absolutely no chance whatsoever that I would actually be capable to see through the mass of torso that were between us.

Imagine my surprise and delight to regain that he had also alighted and was standing a few pes away looking at me. We smiled at each other. And in that smiling I could read an invitation, a identification and a bonding that made me understand in an heartbeat that I had found something of economic value in this crowd city .