Date: Fri, 17 Aug 2007 12:25:35 +0000
From: Matt Guy <thursdaycheck@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Tube train stranger

Work of fiction, but of course inspired by a recent journey (the guy, and
his outfit, being real)! ;)  Let me know what you think (or what train you
catch!!) thursdaycheck@hotmail.co.uk

I'd had a hectic morning but was heading back towards the office at around
2:30 in the afternoon, so not too much of a crowd at the tube station. I
could see the tube train as I came down the stairs so I made a dash for the
closing door and flung myself onto a seat. As I loosened my tie I noticed a
hot, tanned tourist sat right opposite me giving me a grin.

"Close call" I gasped, and looked away, but I could feel him still staring
for a moment longer.

When I looked over he was leafing through his travel guide giving me a
chance to check him out. Now that I'd got over that cheeky grin, the first
thing I noticed was the gorgeous, tanned, muscular legs stretching out
across the carriage. He was wearing loose kakhi coloured shorts, and as my
eyes moved up, a tight, thin, yellow t shirt. This guy was toned. I could
make out the form of some firm pecs, and could even make out his hard
nipples. His arms were just as well defined, and also nicely tanned, going a
little pink maybe. He had dark hair and stubble, nice and rugged looking,
and brown eyes, damn! staring back at me!! When I fantasise about these
situations I'm always bold but as it happens I quickly looked down at the
newspaper that I had placed across the growing bulge in my pinstripe
trousers. But I kept looking up to check out those fine legs. Then he
crossed them. The shorts were loose and I could make out a gorgeous bulge in
some tight white briefs, I couldn't look away. And of course he knew this.
He was grinning right at me.

I of course now emboldened by lust, grinned back and put my paper to one
side. Noticing his glance fall I grabbed my crotch and gave it a squeeze.
His response was to put a hand in his pocket and rummage around a little.
When he took his hand away I could still see up his shorts leg, but now no
flash of white, but a semi hard cock faced me. I took off my tie and opened
all the buttons on my shirt. I was getting damned hot!! We pulled into a
station but thankfully no one joined us. We were still alone in the
carriage. I could see him slowly stroking that bulge through his shorts and
I could see he was fully hard now. I couldn't take it any more and fell to
my knees on the carriage floor. My hands moved up his t-shirt to feel his
hairy toned body as he pulled his cock out of his shorts and I let it slide
into my mouth. I could feel the adrenaline pumping as the tube stopped in
the tunnel, giving us a little more time before the next carriage. I could
hear him groaning hard, and pulled his throbbing cock out of my mouth and
continued to stroke it, staring at it from just an inch away. He let out a
groan that was far too loud for the setting and shot a load on my cheek, his
cock throbbed again spilling cum over my face.

I knelt there in the carriage, pinstripe trousers round my ankles, shirt
open jacket half off with cum dripping off my face. He leant over and licked
a little off, then took off his t and wiped my face. The sight of that
tanned furry chest sent me over the edge. I stood up, pushed him back and
squirted my cum all over his chest as he grabbed my ass and pulled me toward
him. The train started to move^Å what a position to be in at the next
station! The adrenaline still pumping I licked the cum off my hand and wiped
the rest on the bottom of my shirt, quickly pulling trousers up and tucking
vaguely in. Sat back there, grinning, with his chest covered in cum. I
clearly looked panicked because he let out a chuckle, as he fastened up his
shorts. As we pulled in to the fairly busy station he quickly used his t
shirt to mop up the rest of the cum. And stood up to leave. As the door
opened, he stood there in just a pair of shorts, that beautiful tanned body.
That cheeky grin focused on me again, he held up the t-shirt and mouthed the
word `souvenir' before turning, stepping off the train and disappearing into
the crowd. Leaving me slumped on a train, shell shocked and smiling.