1. Overnight Train


    Date: 10/1/2015, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Gay, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 78.1, Source: sexstories.com

    bodies and it began running down through his pubic hair and into mine, as my own slippery organ thrust between his inner thighs, into the cleft of his balls, now covered in his own cum. It was all too much. He gripped my tool between his strong thighs, as I clutched at his buttocks and I felt that familiar warm glow enveloping my body, around my middle, up and down my back, building and building, until the glow imploded into the base of my balls and in an agonizing spasm, my life-juices surged out of me and through my tool, ejaculating into the warm cleft beneath his balls, over and over and over again, until all my cum was running down his legs and I was spent, exhausted. We stood there, naked in the blue glow, both of us breathing heavily. Cum was everywhere; all down his legs, in his pubic hair, over his balls, all over both our stomachs. Just as well I had some tissues in my bag within easy reach. Silently and tenderly, we cleaned each other up and I raised the blind one notch to see where we were; well past Glasgow by now, I ...
    guessed, judging by the time. I figured he might have had enough and want to leave and go back to his own compartment now but once we were cleaned-up and had joked, trying to make the tissue-rubbish as inconspicuous as possible in the bin, he remained standing, naked in the dark, his sated organ drooping almost sadly in front of me. He looked at his watch, which was still on his wrist. “I think maybe I should go now,” he said, half-heartedly, “you’ll be wanting to get some sleep.” I looked at him in the half-darkness, trying to read his expression, as the lights of a small station flashed past the window in the deserted early hours of the morning. He made no move to put on his clothes; he just stood there. “Well, I’ve had my bedtime story I guess,” I replied, “but you did also promise to tuck me in.” And with that, I lay down on the narrow bunk bed and he lay gently on top of me, enfolding me in his arms, as I clasped and stroked once again his muscular butt-cheeks, tasted the sweet saltiness of his lips and inhaled his woody, sweaty aroma.
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