JOURNEY FROM HEAVEN
by  Jamie

It was early last summer when I was travelling back on the train from visiting friends.

I was 18 (now 19), 5ft10 short and messy blonde hair blue eyes, medium build, and stuck on a packed train.

I was lucky that I got on the train virtually at the start of the line before everyone else crowded on, so I got a seat with a table.

Anyway, about an hour into my 3 hour journey, we stop at one of the stations and more people get on, and by this time, there was no seating left.

Standing at the end of the carriage, along with others, I notice this lad gorgeous facing towards me. I would say he was no older than 20, around 6ft surfy-type with bleached hair although the black roots were coming through.

He was wearing a cream sleeveless vest and had really nice defined arms. I couldn't see much else cos people were standing in his way.

With him facing towards me, and me having difficulty keeping my eyes off him, there was a lot of eye contact.

He continued to stand as the train got emptier as we stopped at more stations, which I was beginning to think maybe a little strange, but I came to the conclusion that he just preferred to stand.

By this time, I could see he had (burgundy) shorts down to his knees but no further so I just had to keep day dreaming and starting to feel horny. Eye contact was still being made.

Then we arrived at another stop and the other person sitting at my table got up to leave the train, leaving me there on my own.

Then this lad came down and sat directly opposite me. Part of me was loving it and the other part wasn't and my heart was racing. I thought he was going to say something to me about staring at him, but he didn't.

After the next stop, the train became really empty, and he was still sitting opposite, and eye contact was being made. I was feeling really horny again by this point. He was also wearing those Adidas shoes that slip on and off (the ones with no heels) - very nice.

I was sitting back and trying to look out of the window and keep my mind of this lad and stop myself from getting a hard on, but in the corner of my eye, I see him under the table rubbing his bits from the outside of his shorts.

I couldn't help look at it and then at him - he was staring right at me, which made me a tad uncomfortable.

I looked down again and he moved his hand up to the top of his shorts and down inside them and started playing with his cock.

Once again I looked up and he was staring at me, but I suddenly started relaxing because I sort of knew in the back of my mind that something was going to happen, even if it was just to watch him wank off.

Then, with me feeling really horny and him making himself hard, he slips his feet out and puts them on either side of me. They were really nice and well looked after, and you could just smell a soft sweaty aroma coming from them.

By now, I was rock solid but trying to resist touch my throbbing cock, and he was playing with his.

He then moved his right foot and place it on my bulge, playing with it with his toes. At this point I put my hands on his foot (I think I thought I was going to push it away), and stroked it and pushed it firmer against my cock.

Then suddenly, he took both gorgeous feet away, slipped them back into his shoes, got up and walked to the end of the carriage where he turned around and signalled for me to follow.

I followed him into the toilet, and as soon as I locked the door he was on to me like a leach, we were kissing passionately.

He then pulled away and got on his knees and pulled down my shorts to reveal my wet 7 and 1/2 inch cut cock, which he quickly got to work on wanking away.

I knew I wouldn't last long but I told him I was going to cum soon, so he stopped wanking me and started sucking away at my throbbing dick. Before I had a chance to start fucking him in the mouth, I exploded my load - and he loved it, swallowed every bit and cleaned my cock with his tongue.

He jumped up, put the lid of the toilet seat down, took his top off and sat down, I didn't need telling what to do next, so I grabbed his shorts and pulled them down, so he was stark naked. I thought I had a big dick, but I think he was about 8" and was thick.

I couldn't believe I was wanking away at this wet monster, but I didn't do it for long as I much prefer blow jobs, so I started licking the pre-cum from the top of his dick and all around the top and slowly made my way down his shaft.

I haven't had such a big and thick dick in my mouth before - sucking it was lovely, but he wasn't going to last long either, and his hands were on the back of my head pretty quickly and he started fucking my mouth and his panting was getting faster.

I felt him tense up and his hot cum fired into my mouth, so much that some was dribbling out.

After swallowing, I leant back, and he lent back with his arms behind his head catching his breath.

He then got up and put his clothes back on, opened the door, said "cheers mate" and walked off to the other carriage.

It felt like a bit of an anti-climax and surreal and I wish I could have been in bed with him all night. Never mind, the few couple of weeks in bed at night saw me shooting my load all over myself, re-living what happened on the train and what I fantasised I would do with that hunk.

It was a journey I will never forget, for all the right reasons.

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