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Subject: Kyles Trip to College (bisexual/college) So this is true and happened pretty recently… Austin. So there I was, bored out of my mind, waiting for a train that is late. Do all trains run late? I think so. Once you get on, it seems like they’re in a real hurry to do everything (serve you half cooked food, warm water, and speed through bumps and turns), but in that rush, they’re always late. I’ll never understand it. I’m writing this on the return trip, a semester later. This is, unfortunately, a very empty train; the one on the way down that I had to wait for was quite full (eventually), with really cool spells of people coming and going. Anyway, the stupid thing is running 15 minutes late because of “signal problem” (which I’ve decided is train jargon for `we didn’t feel like sticking to the schedule’). So there I am in the train station, waiting since 7:45 for an 8:37 train (I never run late!) and I have to piss… like a racehorse. I was gonna go on the train, but it’s not here, and not going to be here for another 10 minutes. So I walk up to the platform steps, into the station and find the bathrooms. Quaint, old bathrooms with lots of ornate decoration.. Anyway, I take a stall (because I’m straight and hate getting perved on in bathrooms). Whip it out (half hard), and try to piss. I can’t. Train will be here soon, and I realize the easiest way to take a piss (which I have to do) is to wack off first. Don’t remember if there is anybody in the stalls next to me, which scares me a little, but fuck em. I’m doing it. Who will say anything? What would they say? “I was perving on the dude next to me and instead of seeing him piss I saw him cum” � yeah right. So I start rubbing it, doesn’t take long to make it to full mast (9″), and I have always been able to shoot a load in a hurry if I have to. So there I am, board shorts around my ankles, boxer briefs down with them, old navy t shirt, and wacking off. Going for a quick finish, using time honored technique, I start getting close fast. As I’m silently wanking away, watching my shaved balls slap against my hairless legs, I sense I’m getting close. Don’t want to make a mess, so I bend my knees and get close enough to the bowl so the shots will all land inside. Getting closer (almost kneeling on the ground), proud of the fact I’ve been dead silent in this ordeal, but climbing to cloud nine fast. I suppress the urge to breathe hard as the orgasm sweeps, and shoot 5 ropes of 19 year old cum into the toilet so hard you can hear them hitting the water. I’m catching my breath and as I go to stand up, I see motion from my right side. I look and realize there is a hole drilled into the toilet paper dispenser. Fortunately there is nobody there watching, but I look through and realize I am not the only horny one � the anonymous guy in the next stall is furiously wacking off just like I just was. Not my cup of tea, so I simply stand up, take my piss (whew!) and head out. This all occurred in perhaps 7 minutes time. As I stand on the platform (again), I couldn’t help but think of that cock � it was big. I mean, I’m big. When I fuck chicks, they scream with pleasure as I bottom out in them. When I’m done with them, they’re usually so loose that cum just rus escort runs out of them. I’ve had more than one come back because she couldn’t cum with other guys after she felt me… Most girls never orgasm in sex with average guys I have learned, which explains why they are so temperamental and why they masturbate a lot. I started to drive off, thinking about my last girlfriend, those huge DD tits, shaved head to toe, how she let me put it in her ass just yesterday as a way of wishing me goodbye (we had to break up, long distance relationships never work when both are in college fucking other people). Anyway, I start thinking of the tightness and warmth of her asshole (and how her crying in pain turned me on) when the dinging of the train snaps me back to reality. Train stops, conductor hops off, and yells “147 Regional! Business class first car, quiet car next, coach from there back!” All that energy.. and it’s not even nine in the morning… I of course, have no idea where to go, but I’m not here on business, don’t want to be quiet, so I walk into the third car (coincidentally right in front of me), and sit down. I look around for somebody I might be able to talk to in this 9 (almost 10) hour train ride and see one dude my age who looks too absorbed in a laptop to know I exist and a girl younger than me across from him. She’s hot � no ifs ands or buts about it. I decide to sit across from her (diagonally back � the boy was sitting across from her directly). As I sat down, I wondered if I was facing forward or backward, but decided I’d rather stare at this chick than worry about that. After all, I’ve never had sex on a train before, and she was the only one who I was even remotely considering. We got underway, her buried in a book, me pretending to use my ipod. Of course, I was listening to it, but wasn’t playing games constantly on it (it was locked actually) as she would think if she looked. I tried mentally undressing her, but it was tough, she was wearing baggy clothes. Oh well. Might as well actually play a game on this thing… I load up star tours and start playing. Maybe a half an hour goes by when I realize I haven’t plugged in (and how was I going to keep playing for hours without power duh). I reached over to my bag and when I looked up, she was starting at me. Now that’s progress! Not one to argue with fate, I returned the stare, but with a smile. I could see her tits now, they weren’t huge but they would do! I could see the lust in her eyes � she wanted to fuck as bad as I did. I wondered how long she had been trying to get my attention. She stopped staring, and I realized she hadn’t given up, she was just being less obvious. She slowly rotated so she was facing sideways and I realized I would be able to see up her skirt if she wasn’t careful. Instant hardon. I tried to adjust it, but sometimes it’s hard to hide something of this size… She kept shifting through her bookbag and readjusting her skirt so I could almost see up it. REALLY close a couple times, and I was getting so turned on I was leaking precum. Soon there would be a spot in my shorts if I wasn’t careful. I looked up and she had written on a notebook “Let me see”. At sincan escort this point, my world consisted of me, her, and the vibration of the train. There were still only 5 people in the entire car, and basically a cluster of 3 of us at this end. Boy in front of me seemed oblivious, so I figured what the hell. I unzipped, pulled it out, and let her see it. She cupped her hands and made a wanking motion, and I started to comply. I was nervous � not just a little � adrenaline rushing through my veins, I was slowly wacking off my hard cock on a train, and this beautiful girl was watching. I was going pretty slow, and I started to realize a slight vibration on my leg from the seat in front of me. I peeked over the seat and realized we were being played � she was making both of us give her a show. I looked over and she was red faced. Other boy still doesn’t know I’ve seen him, but she does. I motion for her to spread her legs, figure what the hell maybe she will now. And she does just that. And we both get the surprise of the morning � she has no underwear on. We see a beautiful vagina, dripping wet, shaved clean , and see the only thing that could be better � her starting to slide a finger into it. Just then the conductor comes into our car and stops at the first couple. Terrified that we’ve been reported (or caught on camera?), the three of us quickly stop and put things away. I still don’t think the boy in front of me has a clue this was a 3 way show. Turns out the conductor was just taking tickets. So the three of us quickly flashed iphones with tickets, and on he went. The train was coming to a stop at this station, and I for one was hoping like hell nobody got on and sat near us! As the train came to a stop, the girl pulled her skirt up completely, rammed 3 fingers deep, pulled them right back out, put her bookbag on, and leaned over toward me. She rubbed her fingers (covered in her juices) across my top lip, smearing pussy juice on my lips. She did the same to the boy in front of me, and got off the train. I was in shock � I had no idea what to do. Awkward moments passed. The boy turned to me and said, “Man, I always get sloppy seconds.” We both had a good laugh, which broke up the weirdness. Then I realized something � the cock I saw on this boy and the cock in the bathroom were one and the same. This boy, like me had jerked off before he got on this train! He broke the silence, “That was quite a show, huh?” “Yeah, I was really hoping to fuck that. I’ve never had sex on a train.” “Same.” More silence, which he broke fairly quickly by saying, “This is an awesome day. First the show you put on, now this one. I’m gonna wack off to this forever.” I had considered the possibility he was watching me, but I hadn’t really thought he was. And I had no idea he knew who I was. But he did. And he liked it. If I were gay, I knew I could get action from this guy any time I wanted. But I had to tell him, “Sorry dude, I’m straight.” “Me too.” Now it was my turn to be surprised. And he continued, “I gotta do something about this hardon before I blow up. U still up?” I was, and I just nodded yes. He got up, and slid back into the seat with me. sıhhiye escort “Pull it out,” he said in a hushed stern voice. I don’t know why, but I listened. So there I was, cock hanging out of the front of me, hard as a rock, smelling pussy juice on my lips. “Ryans my name” he whispered. “I’m Kyle” he said. And just like that he went down on me. I was horny, and the smell of pussy in my nose was making it worse. And now I was getting an expert blow job from another guy who said he was straight. I was just telling myself over and over that this feels good, this isn’t gay, he said he is straight. He was bobbing up and down rapidly on my cock, deep throating every time. I’d never been sucked like this � it was better than pussy. I could feel my balls boiling. I was willing them to hold off � I knew I’d never do this again and I wanted the extreme pleasure to last. Holding the orgasm back for what seemed like forever was really only 3 or 4 minutes, I warned him I was going to cum soon. He pulled off right away. I knew he was straight, if he was gay he would have stayed on and swallowed. “You ok?” he asked. “Fantastic � that was the best thing I’ve ever felt” I told him. “No, it gets better. Just lean your seat back and close your eyes. Don’t open them.” I figured it was no big deal � after all, how bad could it get? Nobody would ever know, and I was having a fun time. I was coming off the high of almost having an orgasm, but my cock was still throbbing, still on the edge. So I leaned back, closed my eyes, and waited. He started licking my cock. Slobbering all over it. Licking like a lollipop. And I thought it was good before. Then he pulled off. I figured he didn’t want me to cum. It seemed like just a second or two later and I felt my cock slipping in his pussy. Wait, pussy? I opened my eyes, and sure enough, this boy had my cock buried up his ass and was quietly riding it at a 90 degree angle to me laying down. This was sheer talent. And amazing. The feelings were so good, I couldn’t tell him to stop. I didn’t want to fuck a guy in the ass, but he was almost milking my cock with his asshole, and the other few people in the train were facing away from us with absolutely no idea what was going on. I was in heaven. Again, not something I’d brag about, but it felt great, and I’m on my way to college, supposed to experience new things, so why not start now? This is new. This is good. This is going to be the biggest secret of my life, that much I know already! I could feel my balls getting tighter. I couldn’t hold off any more. I was breathing so deep, I hissed “I’m cumming” to him as I shot the first blast up his ass. He kept riding me and moaned in time with my shots of cum inside of him, which was amazing. It was almost like we had become one person for that 20 second orgasm. As my cock started to get sensitive, it was like he knew it. He slowly lifted up his ass and pulled off. Not a drip spilled. I was too tired to even realize that we were approaching a stop and that he was tossing his bookbag on his back. When I realized it, he was winking and walking away. I had no idea trains could be this much fun. I almost regretted not getting his phone number, but it was okay. There was a piece of paper in the seat back, and I knew it � it has his cell phone number written on it… But I hadn’t seen him stop to write it. I would have noticed that. I started wondering if this was a conspiracy of some type and realized my cock was still hanging out. I put it away and fell into my first nap of the trip…

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