Date: Tue, 25 Sep 2012 14:51:38 +1030
From: Philip Whitney <pmwhit2011@hotmail.com>
Subject: Return Trip from the Beach

I wrote this story a while ago, but have revamped it and added more.I think
it should go in the Gay High School section

Return Trip from the Beach

The train was already standing at the platform as I raced down the steps. I
just managed to clamber aboard as the whistle blew. It had been an awesome
day weather wise, so the train was fairly packed. I and many others were on
our way home from the beach. We had all left it too late to miss the
commuters, so I knew it would get even more like a sardine can at the next
stop. I was also carrying my surf board, so that didn't really help. Some
people wouldn't move, so I had to push and force my way through. Pushing
past dudes is always erotic, the bulge in your board short brushing against
jean covered thighs and dangling hands. If someone wanted a grope, it would
be the best time and with so many sardines squashed into a can, you would
never know who had done it.

I found a bit of space, breathed a sigh of relief and looked around. No one
I knew, mostly old dudes in their office suits heading home from work. I
could see a couple of guys looking me over and smiling, but when you are
sixteen, who would be interested in any one over twenty five? Then I saw
you looking out of the door window on the opposite side of the train. I had
never seen you before, but the sight of you caused a stirring in my
boardies. Like me you had a surf board and you looked to be a similar
age. I pushed my way through and stood behind you. Not touching, but close
enough to smell the apple fragrance of your shampoo. You had obviously
showered to clear the salt from your body and hair, which really looked
awesome. Your skin was tanned and your hair was shoulder length and curly
blond. I so wanted to run my fingers through it, but resisted the urge. You
held your surf board with your left arm and it was sort of leaning against
the side frame next to you. Your right hand held the rail on the door. I
glanced over your shoulder at the reflection in the window. Your face was
just as awesome and you must have seen me looking, cos your face lit up
with a smile. I smiled back at your reflection.

The announcement said:"Doors Closing" and suddenly the train lurched
causing people behind me to bump me forward. My bare chest was forced
against your bare back and the crush of people behind pressed my crotch
against your bum cheeks. Your skin felt hot and smooth against my chest and
I was sure you would have felt my heart racing. I tried to hold myself away
from your bum, but the weight of the crowd behind was too great. Another
lurch and the pressure eased, but it was already too late as my youthful
dick was already chubbing up. I stuck my bum out to keep my bulge from
touching you, but quickly realised there were hands and bodies pretty close
behind me. I was sure a hand was resting on my bum, but could do nothing
about it. I held onto the strap above your head with my left hand and
clutched my board with my right. I felt unsteady, but I had no option. .

We stopped at the next station and the crowds poured in. This time I was
forced right up against you and my face rubbed into your hair. Not wanting
you to feel my hardening dick, I tried to move my hips backwards, but I
couldn't. You must have felt my stiffening rod as it was caught by the fly
of my boardies and was sticking straight forward. I couldn't get my hand
down to adjust its position, because that would have forced me to rub my
hand against your bum. The train lurched again as it moved off and I forced
you against the glass of the door. I leaned over your shoulder and said I
was sorry, only to get a repeat of that awesome reflected smile.The rocking
of the train now caused me to have a slow humping movement and my dick was
definitely responding to the pressure it was creating. I glanced over your
shoulder again and looked at your reflection to see what your reaction
was. Not only did you give me another of your smiles, but you pressed your
hips backwards, causing my dick to flex several times. We seemed to be
getting into a rhythm.

I looked around briefly and realized that my board was covering the right
side of us both and yours the left, so no one could see what was
happening. I tentatively released my left hand from the strap and nothing
happened. The sardines weren't moving. I carefully slid my hand around your
body and placed it on the front of your boardies. You were as hard as me. I
tried fiddling with the clasp on your shorts and after a while it clicked
open. I slowly unzipped you causing your rock hard dick to spring out
against the window of the door. Obviously like me you were not wearing
undies. I moved my hand back and slowly slipped your shorts lower down to
your hips. Then unzipping my own fly I allowed my own throbbing member to
press against the crack between your cheeks.

This felt awesome. I was oozing pre-cum and the lubricant eased the
movement up and down. Then to my surprise you spread your legs apart a
little. I guess it was to stop your shorts slipping all the way down, but
it also opened your crack slightly and allowed me more access. I adjusted
my self so that my knob was sliding nicely up and down with the movement of
the train. I then slid my hand back around your front and wrapped my
fingers around your throbbing dick. We continued our slow rocking with the
train movement and with my head leaning against your shoulder I could hear
you moaning quietly.

I suddenly realized the train had stopped and more people had squeezed in
pushing me further against your rounded buttocks. Then as the train moved
off there was a huge lurch which caused everyone to push up against
me. This not only caused your dick to press through my hand, but my own
dick, lubricated by a large amount of pre-cum, to push right through any
restriction your tight hole was giving. In one quick movement I was inside
you and it felt awesome. I looked at your reflection and you were biting
your lip to stifle your cries.We still had a good ten minutes before the
next stop, but I was too scared to full on fuck you even though I so wanted
to. I needn't have worried about that, because as the train increased
speed, the rocking movement continued and slowly got faster and faster. The
train was causing me to fuck your beautiful bum with no effort and for you
to fuck my hand without you moving. My breathing was quite heavy by now and
as I leaned over your shoulder your eyes were tight shut and your breathing
was almost a pant.

Then suddenly the brakes of the train were applied too heavily and the
quick jolt caused me to thrust deep inside you and your sphincter muscles
clasp my shaft.  I bit my lip as the euphoria of an awesome climax hit me
hard and I cum deep inside you. At the same time the stifled cry from your
lips made me realize you had also cum. I hugged you to me for a few seconds
and gently kissed your neck. Then looking over your shoulder I could see
your cum slipping down the window of the train.

The train was getting close to the my stop so I assisted you to pull your
shorts up and we both just managed to zip up before the doors opened and we
were pushed onto the platform. As I stumbled with my board I tried to grab
you, but you were whisked away with the crowd. Outside the station I looked
everywhere for you, but you were nowhere to be seen. Then as the crowd
moved away and I had given up all hope of finding out your name I felt an
arm wrap around me and heard the words: "I think we live in the same
street, I have just moved here last week." School was going to be so much
better when we started the new term next week.


Hope you like it

Love
Philip