Horny boys story of two guys enjoying in train: 2
Boys sex story: The brightness of the laptop, though low, showed the slight contours of Arjun’s face. He was watching the video but also kept looking around him- making sure no one was watching us.
His eyes often flicked nervously towards his colleagues, as if to confirm they were still asleep. His hands and feet were crossed while his gun dangled innocently from his left shoulder.
The train curved out of the sanctuary, gathering speed as it straightened. As if in response to the changing pace of the train, Arjun moved his hands and folded them across his chest leaving the boner in his pants visibly exposed.
I let out a huge sigh of relief. I couldn’t look away from what seemed like an impressive tool. Salivating at this gorgeousness, I put a shaky hand on it and pressed.
He let out a slow, measured breath as the pulse of his arousal echoed through my fingertips. My heart was racing and he was sweating even though the compartment was relatively cool now.
We avoided looking at each other, so we concentrated on the screen. He did not move my hand- I took that as a positive sign. We were so lost in all this that we didn’t notice that the compartment once again seemed to be filling with the dank smell typical of a sleeper class compartment as the train coursed through semi-urban settlements.
I squeezed his dick again and this time he kept his hand on my hand but did not move it. Instead he squeezed it indicating that I should continue.
As my hand squeezed his cock for the fourth time, a faint rustling broke the stillness around us. I immediately withdrew my hands and pretended to focus on the screen while Arjun covered his hard-on.
We were worried that one of his colleagues had decided to take a walk, but it was just an older lady presumably going to the toilet. I was a little annoyed at the lady for shattering the spell I’d been weaving.
Thankfully, Arjun did not move or go away, but continued sitting and watching the video, albeit inattentively, while the aunty returned back to her berth.
Arjun’s erection had somewhat subsided by now, though his member was still tight. He was again sitting in the same rigid posture with his hands across his chest.
I wanted to put my hand back where it belonged- on the throbbing bulge of this hunk of a cop but it was somehow difficult to resume after the unceremonious interruption.
I glanced sideways at Arjun whose expression had changed from excitement and eagerness to pensive and sober. Desperate to reignite the heat between us, I started rubbing his thigh but Arjun brought his hand back on his crotch immediately, blocking my access to his dick.
Every time I tried to bring my hand closer to his dick, he would press harder on his thighs to prevent me from reaching his tool.
He looked up at me and smiled in embarrassment; he was both hard and hesitant now.
The train was slowing, braking and jerking frequently, as if unable to make its mind on whether or not to stop. Inside the train, Arjun couldn’t make up his mind either for he seemed to be struggling between his duty, his lust and his heterosexuality.
He was in his uniform and supposed to be ensuring the security of the train, but here he was sitting with a 21 year old watching porn in a public space. That he had allowed me- a man- to touch his boner in the state of arousal also contributed to this tension.
He looked back at the video on the screen and squeezed his boner. He bit his lower lip as he glanced at the aisle to ensure that no one was watching us. In his indecisiveness, he hadn’t realised that he had allowed my hand on his boner again.
Suddenly a man grunted loudly in his sleep which seemed to break Arjun’s reverie. As if making up his mind, he asked abruptly in a voice thick with anticipation and desire, “Will you take it in your mouth?”
I was stunned! I felt my pulse hammering against my throat as I forgot to breathe for a moment. Did I hear that right? For a second the world had stopped. The rhythmic clatter of the train, the distant snore of the passengers all faded away.
There was only his question, hanging heavy between us. I had fantasized about this moment, but hearing him ask it, in that low commanding tone was different. Real.
Arjun’s eyes, glistening in defiance and desire, bore into mine as if daring me to make a choice. All I could think was yes, but all I could say was, “where?”
“In the toilet”, he replied and I nodded.
“You go ahead first into the toilet, but don’t lock it. I will follow you there after I make sure that no one is around”
He came very close to me and added in a rather stern and threatening sort of voice, “Be very careful, because I SHOULD NOT be doing this.”
I nodded and walked towards the toilet. The train was speeding again and my heart was racing, again. As I walked through the dark compartment while struggling to maintain my balance in the train, I found myself both excited and worried.
This was my first encounter with a police man. He could make my life miserable. Going into the toilet now was the last straw. There was no returning from this.
I wondered if I should just go back. But as I walked, I felt the wetness around my dick- I was secreting a lot of pre-cum- and that had made my decision. Just as Arjun fell prey to his lustful desires, I succumbed to mine.
I went into the western toilet. The noise of the speeding train was louder here, and though clean in general, the toilet smelled a little stale. The wind gusts coming from the open window, however, made it quite bearable.
After waiting for two minutes, I started wondering. Where was he? I was sure he was coming. Did he get cold feet? What if one of his colleagues caught him? Or, maybe he just changed his mind.
But he came. I had to wait for four long minutes before he quietly opened the door and sneaked in. I saw him properly for the first time and was immediately impressed by my catch!
He was almost as tall as I (178 cm) but had a darker complexion compared to my fair skin. His fit body, thick biceps, flat stomach, well-shaped but not gym toned chest, clean shaven face and a head full of dark hair contrasted starkly with my soft and chubby looks.
Clad in the khaki police uniform that stretched tightly across his beautiful body, and armed with the gun hanging from his shoulder, he looked just ravishing.
Boys sex story of two horny gay strangers in train
“There were some people here. I had to wait for them to leave”, he said, as if trying to convince himself it was safe. I took a step towards him, looked into his eyes and rubbed his boner which immediately sprang to action.
He responded in a hurried whisper, “Be quick. I don’t have much time”. He wanted to go back before his colleagues got suspicious of his absence.
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