Fictional not-so-furtive gay hook-up between a city boy and a football player on public transport
It was late, the penultimate Northern Line tube was trundling northwards towards High Barnet and spilling its passengers into the cold night air at the last few stops. I was in a near-empty carriage – a tipsy couple sat canoodling in the front end, a man sat reading alone midway but otherwise it was just me at the back. The doors were already closing when a young man managed to just squeeze through. I glanced up from my book at the flurry of activity. I beamed a “that was close” smile at him which he reciprocated with an audible, “Phew!”
He then sat directly opposite me. I returned to my book but I couldn’t help stealing a few extra looks at the man now sitting across from me. At a guess he was early 30s, and was wearing sports kit with football togs, knee-high tube socks, black Adidas shorts with the stripes running up his thighs and a warm looking fleece. He was carrying a kit bag and a suit jacket which he had bundled together with a laptop case. I noticed a grass-burn on the left knee and a lot of mud caked around his ankles and boots. He’d obviously been at practice earlier and made the obligatory stop at the pub with the lads after. I let the vision of his athletic, hairy legs sink in as I raised my eye-line from his muddy boots to his thighs. He was man-spreading gloriously – hips thrust forward and wide. His shorts looked too large for him as I noticed that they sat loosely over his thighs offering a promising view of his upper thigh and even a glimpse of the denser hair in his groin.
I am not the sort of person who leers and ogles uninvited, so this was new for me. It felt like the tube was in slow motion and that nobody else existed for that moment. And then he stuck his hand into his jock, in what looked like a normal sort of groin adjustment to anyone else, released his cock and balls out to the side. I couldn’t believe what was happening. It took all the will in the world to take my eyes off his now growing package and as I lifted my eyes, I found his grey eyes fixed on me with a devilish glint and a cheeky smile forming at the corners. I ran the tip of my tongue over my lips and swallowed nervously. The electricity and thrill of the illicit and the dangerous mingled together as I sat back in my seat and placed my hand on my crotch. A bulge was now evident, and my arousal heightened by the strain of my underwear and formal trousers. I so badly wanted to release my cock into the open. He had put his laptop case and jacket on the seat next to him and piled on the kit bag too so he was screened off from the people further down, but there’s overhead CCTV all along the carriage.
Unperturbed by the public exhibition, or perhaps because of it, he pulled down the waistband of his shorts and his cock sprang to attention – a good mouthful with a generous head glowing furious plum was pointing right up at him. My mouth ran dry and my breathing erratic as he stroked his cock openly. A stop, nobody on or off and he continued with the floor-show. Another stop, he quickly put everything in order as the man in the middle of the carriage alighted. The couple at the front were entirely engrossed in their own pleasures. No more passengers board and the doors closed. Only one more stop to go and I didn’t want the journey to end. Mustering some bravado I got up, sat next to him and took his pulsating prick into my hand. I ran the slick pre-cum from his slit over his head and brought a bead to my tongue. I wanted to devour every inch and drain the last drop from him. I could feel my quickening heartbeat thundering in my ears and as I increased my pace he moaned encouragingly. I knew he was close and I thought I had nothing to lose so I just dove in and wrapped my lips around his cock as he shot salvo after salvo of cum into my mouth. And as quickly as he came, he went, as the doors to the tube opened at the terminus - he was already halfway up the stairs when the driver announced to make sure to take all your personal belongs with you and for the two guys in the back carriage to make sure they clean up after themselves properly…
Author:Choirboy | Category: Sex Stories In Public