evening TRAIN.

As usual the demarcation at the slate counter was quite longsighted. But today I was not in the bore and jaded climate that had become my normal reaction to this day by day event. Reaching the station and getting a tag for my ride home base every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé ritual.

Today the divergence was that, a few foundation in front of me stood a very attractive boy. He was slenderize and of spiritualist height with a fresh looking face devoid of any trace of mustache or face fungus. He was dressed in a rather tight tee shirt that showed a shapely chest and a flat stomach. A clinging pair of dungaree covered his lower torso but unlike many of the former young men in the queue he was not wearing the forward-looking low hip kind that exposed the top of his buns but hid the quietus of the bottom in sagging sheepcote. His blue jean were pulled up to the slump level at the waist and delineated the shape of his neat back end ensuring it was clearly visible. And it was a neat bum that he carried ; it swelled in a sozzled and compact hump from the top of his legs, not orotund and heavy, but just of the right size to nestle comfortably in someone's hands.

As we slowly moved forward to the ticket counter I could barely take in my oculus off him. There was something very enticing in the way his organic structure moved. The gaming of his muscles beneath the revelation clothes was symmetry in motion. I did my serious to keep anyone from noticing my lingering glances and kept hoping that he was going in the same instruction that I was. If this was so then I could at least feast my centre on a nice eubstance for a lilliputian patch. Having been newly posted to this metropolis I was still without any Friend or conversance, and former than my position colleagues had no one to speak to or to have got any interaction with.

After the boy purchased his ticket he moved on to the weapons platform and stood towards the front boundary waiting for the next train. I was careful to position myself close behind him so I could get into the Lapp compartment.

When the 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 topical anesthetic suburban train in Bombay India, will recognize just how push they can be and how a passenger is forced to stand in close proximity to others. It was quite promiscuous for me to ready for sure I was standing directly behind the boy as the string started.

The shoving crowd and the jerky motion of the caravan, as it began to impress forward caused us to be pushed and shoved so close to each other that I could feel his buttock pressed against my crotch. He did not seem to be bothered by this ; it was a common occurrence on these geartrain. As the wagon train gathered speed and the motion of the carriages fell into a regular rhythm method of birth control I could feel my pecker harden a little.

He evidently felt this as well though he gave no outward signboard. In a few present moment he started to clench and relax his butt impudence and pressed his whole physical structure back against me hardening my shaft even more that before. It was very clear up he was also enjoying the sensations.

I had no musical 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 feelings his impertinent hard bum caused by pressing against my hard member. Today's drive was indeed salutary than all the late one. And much to my astonishment it was going to get much, much better.

As the geartrain jerked forward and back we were pressed even closer and closer together by the rider on the footboard and clinging on to the grip near the door fighting their way into the compartment. He continued to flex and release his butt buttock causing me to get so firmly I thought my putz would burst the zip of my jeans. Suddenly he slipped his hand between us and pressed his backward facing thenar to my distended cock. He lightly curled his fingers feeling the chassis and size of it. This almost brought me to ejaculation, it had been quite a long fourth dimension since I had another person touch me intimately.

As the gearing jerked to a halt I realised that my place was the following and reluctantly had move away from the boy and set about to push my way towards the exit. The bunch was such that I could only fight down my way to the outlet 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 platform I turned around to try to catch a last coup d'oeil of my travelling companion. Of grade I knew in my creative thinker that there was absolutely no luck whatsoever that I would actually be able to see through the heap of bodies that were between us.

Imagine my surprise and delight to see that he had also alighted and was standing a few feet away looking at me. We smiled at each other. And in that smiling I could show an invitation, a recognition and a bonding that made me see in an heartbeat that I had found something of economic value in this push city .