Date: Sun, 28 Dec 2014 19:07:50 -0700
From: Chad <azcumslut404@gmail.com>
Subject: The Subway

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THE SUBWAY
By Chad (azcumslut404@gmail.com)

Rich had had a long day.  He had gotten into the office about 7:30 am and
now it was after 10 pm.  All he wanted to do was to go home, kiss his kids
and go to bed.  If he was lucky his wife would already be asleep.  They had
been talking about divorce but hadn't really decided anything yet, he just
knew he wasn't satisfied with his life except for his kids, they were the
greatest.

Since he didn't think he would need his car today he had taken the Purple
line from the north side of Evanston to Howard and changed to the Red line
which took him all the way to Jackson where he got off to get to his
office.  Now he had to do the reverse except at this time of night the EL
would be stopping at every stop so it was going to be a long ride.  If he
was lucky he's be home about 11 or 11:30.  On his way to the subway station
he had stopped and had a couple of glasses of scotch and he wished he had
one with him right now as he walked down the steps to the subway station.
He heard a train just pulling away from the platform.  He now had to wait 8
minutes for the next train.  While he was standing there, really wishing he
had another scotch, he saw a man a little bit farther down platform.  He
had dark coloring like he was Greek or Italian.  He was wearing a leather
duster over jeans and a tight t-shirt.  The jeans were over a pair of
cowboy boots.  The man kept looking his way.  Rich knew that if you didn't
want trouble you didn't make eye contact so he turned away.  There was
something about the man though, he didn't know quite what, but he took
another look and the man was looking back at him.  The man actually turned
so that he was facing Rich directly.  The man smiled.  Rich turned his eyes
away again but then he felt a need to look back.  The guy had moved closer.
At this distance Rich could tell that the man had a very nice body that was
accentuated by his jeans and t-shirt.  It was obvious that the man had a
nice chest and firm abs.  He also looked like he was packing a pretty hefty
dick.

Rich looked down at his own outfit, the corporate uniform, blue suit, white
shirt, red power tie with a pair of wing tips.  When he looked back up the
man was still staring at him but had gotten closer.  Rich turned away and
began reading some of the posters that were on the other side of the tracks
but again his eyes were drawn back to the man who was now moving in his
direction.  Their eyes remained locked as the man swaggered by.  He held
back the side of the coat that was closest to Rich just to make sure Rich
had a view of the outline of his cock.  The man walked by Rich and rounded
the corner where the stairs met the platform.  Rich wasn't sure why but he
felt the need to follow.  When you are on that part of the platform during
rush hour there may be a few people who want to sit in the last car of the
train but at this time of night no one was there.  When he reached that
section of the platform the man was leaning up against one of the pillars
rubbing the front of his pants.  Rich started to wonder if the guy was a
hustler but Rich didn't think he'd know a hustler if he saw one.  The man
tipped his head beckoning Rich to come closer.  Rich couldn't resist.  Just
as Rich got close the train pulled into the station.  Both of them got in
the back car with only a few other people.

Rich sat down in the middle or the train but the man nudged his shoulder
and tipped his head toward the back of the train.  Rich felt compelled to
follow.  As the train left the station the man tipped his head toward the
last row of seats facing forward.  Rich sat down on the aisle.  The man
stepped close enough in front of Rich that anyone in the train's view of
Rich would be blocked.  The man held the right side of his duster back
again revealing the outline of his cock which had gotten bigger.  Rich felt
compelled to touch the outline, he had never touched another man's penis
before but he felt like he needed to feel this one.  He raised his hand and
placed it on the man's cock.  Rich could feel it's warmth through the
denim.

The man took hold of Rich's hand and made him rub the growing mound of
flesh.  Then he brought Rich's hand up to the top of his jeans.  Rich
looked up with a question in his eye.  The man just nodded his head.  Rich
popped open the button on the top of the man's jeans and then button my
button opened up his fly.  The man was wearing nothing under his jeans so
Rich could see the base and some of the shaft of the man's dick.  From the
outline the head of the man's cock was still inches down his right leg.
Rich looked up again and the man just nodded his head.  Rich reached into
the jeans and slowly released the stalk of flesh that was the man's cock.
As much as Rich could tell the man was starting to get hard but wasn't
there yet.  Rich couldn't believe that he was doing this.

The man took ahold of his cock and slowly started stroking it.  Rich
watched as it continued to grow in both length and girth.  The man pointed
the head of his cock toward Rich's mouth.  There was no way that Rich was
going to take another man's dick into his mouth but he did reach up to feel
the man's cock.  He wanted to know if it felt like his.  Actually this
man's cock seemed to be a lot harder than Rich's and covered in veins that
Rich could feel the man's heartbeat.  Rich started to slowly beat the man's
cock like he would do himself whenever he had a few minutes alone at home.
Rich was amazed that the man's dick kept getting bigger.  The man stepped
back and removed Rich's fingers from his cock and again he aimed it toward
Rich's mouth.  Rich was conflicted, he knew he shouldn't suck another man's
dick but at the same time he was curious.  He tentatively put his lips on
the tip of the man's cock.  The man made a low moan of approval.  The man
then pushed his cock forward and Rich opened his lips.  From his own
experiences getting is cock sucked by past girlfriends and his wife he knew
to make sure that his teeth did not scrape against the man's cock.  He also
knew that he liked to have the head of his cock caressed by the tongue and
then follow that with taking the whole cock into the mouth.  He also liked
to have his balls licked and sucked.  Those were all the moves that Rich
did on the man's dick.  The more he sucked the more he got into it.  He
wanted to give a blow job that was better than any blow job he had ever
had.  He must have done a good job because soon his mouth was filled with a
load of warm, salty cum.  At first Rich didn't know what to do.  His wife
always spit it out but some of his ex-girlfriends used to swallow his cum
and he liked that so he did the same, he swallowed the load of cum that the
man had just given him.

Time had flown by because Rich had been sucking the man's cock so long that
they were pulling into the Howard Street station where Rich had to change
to the Purple line from the Red line.  As the doors opened he looked up at
the man who gave him a smile and then Rich left the train.  He had to walk
down some stairs and then up some other stairs to get to the right track to
catch his train.  At this time of night the train was usually just two cars
and very few people.  All of a sudden he felt eyes on the back of his head,
turned, and the man was on the same platform looking at him.  The man
smiled and tipped his head.  The doors to the train opened and both he and
the man got on.  Again the man tipped his head toward the back of the car.
Rich felt compelled to do so.  They got in the same position as before.
Rich wondered if the man wanted to get another blow job but it soon became
apparent that he had other ideas.  The man glanced around and then jiggered
the lock into the operators booth.  There are operator's booths in all of
the cars but only the one at the front of the train was used by the
engineer.  Again the man tipped his head toward the compartment.  Rich
stood up and went in followed by the man.

The man closed the door and roughly this time pushed Rich against the glass
facing out of the train.  The man reached around and undid Rich's belt and
pants and shoved them down.  The man then ripped Rich's boxers off, wadded
them up and stuck them in Rich's mouth.  While Rich tried to resist he was
torn between escaping and having the inevitable happen?  What would it feel
like?  Would he like it?

The man spit on his hand and spread his saliva around Rich's asshole.  He
also stuck a slick finger in Rich's ass.  He then spit on his hand again
and Rich sensed that he was lubing up his cock.  Then he felt it, the heat
of the man's cock against his asshole.  It felt intriguing.  Then the man
pushed and Rich screamed into the wadded up boxers in his mouth, he felt
like his ass was on fire and the man just kept pushing more and more of his
cock into Rich's ass.  About this time they were pulling into the Davis
street station and someone on the platform saw what was going on just
before the train pulled out again.  Slowly the man kept pushing more and
more of his cock into Rich's ass.  Rich felt like he was going to split
open.

When the man's cock was all the way in the man became very still, he was
letting Rich get used to the feel of something as large as the man's cock
up his ass.  When Rich's breathing got under control the man started to
slowly, almost painfully slowly, slide his cock back.  Just as the head was
ready to pop out of Rich's asshole the man started sliding it forward
again.  When it was all the way in Rich felt something he didn't feel the
last time.  He wasn't sure what it was but it made his cock start to get
hard.  It felt good.  The man started to slowly pick up the pace of his
movements.  The man also reached around to grab hold of Rich's cock.  The
man softly started to stroke Rich's cock.  Between the feeling in his ass
and the feeling on his dick he once more screamed into the boxers in his
mouth but with pleasure instead of pain.

For what seemed like hours the man just kept sliding his cock almost all
the way out and then all the way back in.  Suddenly the man started to pick
up the pace of his thrusts.  At the same time he started to beat Rich's
dick with more energy and roughness.  Rich felt, he assumed, the man's
second load of cum for the night cream the inside of his ass.  When that
happened Rich shot all over the window of the operator's booth.  Rich
leaned his head against the window barely able to breathe.  The man's cock
slipped from Rich's ass.  The man gently took the boxers out of Rich's
mouth and cleaned both his and Rich's cocks.  With the same gentleness the
man pulled up Rich's pants, snapped and zippered them and then redid Rich's
belt.  As the man opened the door to the operator's booth he handed Rich a
card that said –

Call me
312-555-1231

When the man left Rich realized that he had missed his stop, he would need
to take a taxi.  Tomorrow morning he and his wife were going to have a
serious talk about the divorce.

Chad

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