After a nice visit to a friend who moved away to another city, I had to travel home, which involved a two-hour train trip.
While entering the train, I was surprised by its utter emptiness. In fact, the train was so empty, I doubted for a moment if it was really the right train. When it proved to be, I regretted that I hadn't brought a book with me to pass the time.
As it was eleven pm, there was nothing to see out of the window but big boring blackness with some abstract lights flashing by at a distance. What was I to do? I cursed the coffee I drank before, which made it impossible for me to doze off. There I was, wide awake, bored, with too many time on my hands, in what felt like a no man's land. What's a guy to do?
First I took a walk through the train, hoping to find a newspaper or something else to read. I felt disappointed by what I found, but somewhat fascinated by the experience of finding every single compartment to be empty.
Oh, what a lonely train. Oh, what a dreary place to be in if you have nothing to do. Unless.. well, unless one tries to make the best of the situation, right? The combination of the cadence of the train and me being all by myself, made me horny somehow. Wasn't this like when I first started masturbating, and I enjoyed the times when my parents left the house, so I could have some privacy in places that weren't so private normally? Mmm..
As I made sure there was nobody in the surrounding compartments, I started touching my crotch through the fabric of my pants. Just me, being a bit naughty, touching myself a little inappropriately.
In a few minutes I managed to create a fat bulge that didn't leave room to the imagination. Seeing myself reflected in the blackness of the window made me even harder. My erection got so big, I needed to rearrange, put my hand in my pants, and so I did.
Wow, it felt so good. My own hand touching my warm cock in a public place without anyone knowing. Mm.. I also carefully smelled my hand after I took it out, inhaling the nature of my cock and balls. Oh, how deeply I inhaled and how dramatic!
A crackle on the intercom system almost made me jump. The conductor! He made only a quick announcement of what would be the next stop. There was indeed someone on this train besides me, after all. How stupid of me not to think about it! I immediately covered my bulge with my coat and got busy looking bored.
When the train stopped, I looked out of the window to see what happened. The conductor stepped out and reentered the train at the other side, far from where I was sitting. Nobody else left or got into the train.
My bulge hadn't lost an inch, and begged for still more attention. My cock demanded to be really free, so that's what I did. I opened my fly at first. Just that. Just creating a little more space. Then I put my hand in through the opening. Then I let my dickhead peep out from above the waistband. Oh, was it red with excitement!
Soon I was jerking my cock as I usually do, as if in the privacy of my own room, as if in the privacy of my own train.
Meanwhile my eyes kept checking the doors from both sides. I was in the middle of the compartment so I couldn't only see the doors of the compartment, but also see the next doors, or any activity that might occur.
When everything still seemed safe after some time, my lust and my desire to cum seemed to take over. What was I doing? How far could I push this even further?
I didn't want to get caught at all, no way, but my horniness got the better of me. Of course I could go further than jerking myself of with my cock out of my pants.
Of course I could pull my pants down totally. So I did. Of course I could get rid of my coat. So I did. Of course I could take off my T-shirt. So I did. And of course I could be standing up, moving about like I was the biggest slut that ever lived. Yep, and so I did.
It all went so fast, but I did. I entered the zone of no return, I put myself in the situation that, if someone was to walk in, I didn't have the time anymore to cover up and pretend to be bored.
Ooo, I enjoyed spreading my hairy legs on the leather train seats, rubbing my ass all over it, feeling it twitch, putting one finger in my hole, smelling the finger.. Oo, I loved seeing my slender and pale frame mirrored in the window in a pose that can only be called obscene. Mmm.. I started pumping harder and harder, my hips thrusting like mad, fucking the seat where normally somebody's face would be. Oooh, the sound of my pubes scratching the leather. Oo, that last moan!
There I went, cumming all over the place, thick ropes splattering everywhere, making the biggest mess I ever made: on the seats, the table, the floor, the window. Man, it was definitely one of the strongest orgasms I ever had!
Immediately after the last eruption, my fear set in. As in panic, I pulled up my pants, ran to the toilet, cleaned myself up and took a few deep breaths.
Pfew, that'd been risky indeed. What had I done? All guilt from my Catholic upbringing resurfaced at that moment.
What if I had been caught? The embarrassment! The horrible act of confronting other people with my lust. How disgusting! For an instant I was really worried about my sanity. Was I a pervert? An exhibitionist in denial? Was this the beginning of total derailment? (Yes, I know I'm a drama queen, haha)
The least thing I could do, I thought, was that, since I'd had the guts to much such a mess, I should also have the guts to clean it up (of course, by first making sure nobody was around).
So I did. I took a few paper towels and cleaned up my act as quickly as I could.
Then came the real surprise. I heard someone walking toward my compartment! Suddenly I didn't have another choice than to get into my "I'm just sitting here, being bored" play, as soon as possible.
A big black man walked in slowly, casually, a blond girl following him. I felt I could die at that very moment, and almost prayed they would pass by and go to another compartment. Oh Lord, let them, please..
They walked by, but went to one side of the same compartment I was sitting in. Shit!
As I was pretending to be calm, collected and cool, I noticed some disturbing things.
First, I saw in the window that my face was still very much glowing, with sweat dripping from my forehead and a red flush in patches all over.
Second, I became aware that I missed some things with my cleaning operation.. There was still the sweaty marks of my gorgeous ass on the seat, and, worse, there was also a sparkly strand of fresh spunk on my shoe!
I wondered if the couple had seen it. Had they smelled the scent of my cock, my sweat, my endorphine, my testosterone, my pheromone? Oh, and what about the smell of the paper towels drenched in my cum?
The time I finished my solo act was only a few minutes ago! What was this couple up to? Why not go to another compartment?
I felt paralyzed, and pretended to be asleep, so they wouldn't notice me that much, or so I hoped.
Only a minute later, I heard a clinking sound from the other side of the compartment. What? As insecure as I felt, I couldn't help but thinking that it sounded like the couple was adding some sexy fumes to this already steamy compartment.
Oh, how awful of me to think that! Was I really out of my mind? To automatically interpret something in such a sexual way! Shouldn't I be ashamed of myself? What was I turning into? Such a dirty, dirty mind!
Since I didn't dare to move too much, I took an indirect glance through the reflection in the window.
To my shock and surprise.. he was really fucking her then and there. The sound was coming from his buckle moving up and down! Wow!
When I realized this, I got rock hard again in a second. What an interesting train trip this turned out to be!
The couple didn't take long. Soon, they rushed away, like children who had stolen a big bag of candy.
I was still recovering when they were gone, relaxing in my own scent combined with the girl's perfume and the unmistakably musky smell the black guy left behind..
I was home in no time, it seemed. At home I soon went on to my regular kind of privacy and shot another load, just thinking of what I had just witnessed. Mmm..
I also made two decisions at that moment:
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To never take risks like this again.
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To write all of this down some day.
And so I did. ;-)
P.S. I truly hope you enjoyed this story! I apologize for my English. You see, I'm not a native speaker, and I'm quite rusty right now. Feel free to comment or to suggest improvements. If you've had similar experiences, I'm most curious to hear about them! Love, CC
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