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Subject: A train trip – part 2 (adult-youth) Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. All characters depicted are above 18 years of age. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do fty//gay/adult-youth/catching-up-with-max *** This story in two parts, one from the boys side and then from the mans. I hope you enjoy. Any and all feedback is welcome to ail ** ** Mans perspective ** I hadn’t seen him for the last few days, and I was petrified. Every time I saw a police officer I wondered if they were looking for me. Was he old enough to know that I shouldn’t have done what I did? And where was he? Was he avoiding me on purpose. I was a nervous wreck. I still rode the train each morning to scope out the eye candy but it wasn’t the same. The other boys weren’t my boy. Some were too old; some were too young. None of them were as neat and tidy as my lad. I bet they wouldn’t let me finger their assholes like the other boy did. God, I needed to be back inside him. It was like my fingers belonged inside that snug little hole of his. I needed to taste him again, his essence. I’d look around for my boy, but at the same time not wanting to appear suspicious. I would use the reflection in the window to look at every boy who entered so I was less obvious. Was he looking for me too? Were the cops looking for me? I stressed about it all the way along my morning route. Then it hit me. The boy never saw my face! He had heard my voice, but the police can’t identify me on that right? How else would they identify me? Fingerprints on the boy’s colon?! This calmed me a little bit, but I still looked. I wanted to have another go with him, I was hungry for more of his ass. I looked out the window. This was where he usually got off. People piled off the train, not only was this a school stop, a lot of workers got off here too, as there was a shopping district above. The carriage quickly emptied as people left, leaving more room for those remaining. Suddenly, as the people thinned, there he was again. I couldn’t believe it when he sat down right next to me. How did he know? Was it just a fluke? I couldn’t help but get another eyeful of him, using the reflection of the window again to check him out. In his blue jersey and grey shorts uniform again, there he was. His dark hair and clear complexion, and facial hair a long way off, and not a pimple to be seen. I had to have him again. I could just make out his eyes, which were brown or green by the looks. As I leaned over to talk to him near his ear, I got his scent, it was like a mixture of pineapple and coconut. If virginity and nativity and innocence had a scent, he had it. Finally he was here again. “Where have you been? I haven’t seen you in a few days?” I said quietly. I saw him tense up, his hands clenching. He recognised my voice instantly; he didn’t realise he had sat right next to me. “Oh, um, hello sir..” he yelped. “This is past your stop, isn’t it? Don’t you usually get off back there?” “I missed it..” “Oh, what a shame. Did you enjoy our playing around the other day?” “Uh, I don’t know. Maybe. No one has ever done that to me before.” “Want to do it again?” I asked as I carefully reached behind him and decided to take the plunge. There weren’t as many people on the carriage now, and those that were were all keeping to themselves. I moved my hand down the small of his back into his shorts, until my hand bumped into the seat, preventing me from getting to the good parts, the base of his ass. “I would very much like to touch you again. How about you raise up a little so I can slip my hand under.” He shook his head slightly but didn’t move away. I dug my fingertips into the seat trying to push them under his bum when finally, he lifted himself slightly so I could slide my hand under his bottom, my index finger running along his crease. Then crooking my finger once more I found its home. It was a little wet back there, especially around his hole. It felt slick and slippery and ripe. The entrance was closed shut so I rubbed back and forth for a few moments, pushing firmer and firmer until it went up inside him. His weight on my finger had the effect of forcing my whole finger in him, I could feel the walls of his chute gripping the bottom half of my finger, and the top half enter the forbidden depths of his bowel. I saw him sit up straight as an arrow; this was a bit deeper than he was used to. I wonder…I knew I was deep enough, rubbing around his inner walls I knew it must be in there somewhere. Then I found it, his boy button. It was just a little nub still up in there. At first, I didn’t say anything, I just poked the tip a few times. I saw his eyes bulge; this was a new feeling for him. “That is your boy button,” I told him. “It’s called your prostate. It’s small now but it will get bigger as you get older, it’s the pleasure centre for boys. Do you like it when I touch it?” He didn’t reply, but I saw him tilt his head back slightly and close his eyes. How awkward it must have been to be having a conversation with me while I had a finger up in his ass. While a complete stranger finger fucked his gland. “Your hole is so hot, boy. Your ass is like a furnace. It almost feels like you’re sucking my finger up inside you. Your chute is squeezing me, you want more don’t you.” I saw his knees come together, his hands on his lap were gripping his knees tightly. Every time I touched him there, he tensed even more.I played with his insides, tormenting him. His young body was twitching slightly, he must have been flushed with feelings he had never felt before. He was like putty in my hands. “How about we both get off here and I can show çankaya escort you some more.” The train slowed up for the next station, I took him by the hand, his young thin fingers interweaving with my own as I pulled him to a more private place. We almost felt like lovers with his hand in mine, his delicate hands gripping mine. I could almost run I wanted to experience this boy so badly, and I was hard as diamonds in my pants, I just hope I didn’t cum before I got to the main course. I took him into the separate large toilet where we could be alone. It was genius construction to have a handicap toilet down here, with only a flight of steps to actually get down here. I knew no one would be coming here any time soon. As I closed and locked the door behind us, I could tell he still wasn’t comfortable with me but it was all too late for that now, I had to have him. I told him to pull his shorts down and turn around, exposing himself to me. His young pale buns coming into view for the first time. I only got a brief glimpse at his cocklett but it was all there. I say cocklett but he wasn’t small or anything, about the right size for his age I suppose. I only saw it for a moment, but there was a nice little ball pouch, and a boy penis with a generous foreskin which exceeded the length of his dick like a little flap on the end. Plenty of room still to grow into, I would have to get a better look at it some time. In the cool air, I noticed little goose-pimples has popped up all over his bum, possibly from nerves, possibly from the cold now blowing across his cheeks. I didn’t delay in getting around behind him, I wanted to get the most of this moment before he changed his mind. I knelt on the floor behind him, which was hard white concrete. Not good on my knees but it was worth it. The vertical line of his ass crack looking back at me, the bottom half of his ass peeking out from the bottom of his jersey. I reached in and leaned my hands on his left and right cheeks, and then with my thumbs, I pulled apart his cheeks to get a look at his anus. Even though my earlier finger invasion, it was still a light pink, blemish-free. The hole in the centre and the skin around it looking like a little red star. I pushed my nose right next to his entrance and held my breath for as long as I could. I wanted this first time to be intense. I held my breath for almost 30 seconds, before finally taking in a deep lungful of air through my nostrils. His fragrance flooded my lungs, every corner became saturated with his natural boy smells. It was raw boy-ass straight from the source. He smelled like copper, and cinnamon. This was an ass, right? It should smell bad, but his young stink smelled so fucking good. I took another deep breath in, again to be assaulted by his ass smell, the scent burning in my nose as my insides became coated. “Oh fuck..” I drove my tongue into his hole, tasting him directly, probing and digging at it. My tongue wasn’t as long as my finger, but I could get into his chute, I could feel the little wrinkly muscle around it as I licked his insides. I felt his butt raise up a little, trying to get more of my tongue inside him, he was loving it. I moved my hands down to the backs of his upper thighs, raising him further, trying to get as much of his taste as I could. His boy butter tasted like warm salted caramel soft serve. I could taste him on the back of my throat as I swallowed. It was erotic and spicy, a virgin butt that had never been probed. I could no longer stand it. I know he is young, and I’m meant to be the adult here, but screw it. I had never fucked a boy, but he had to be the one. It had been years since I had even had sex with a woman, I had never tried it with another man, even if this was just a very young man. I stood up, and unzipped my pants, pulling out my aching cock. I’m not going to lie, I had been hard since he had sat down, and being my first I knew I wouldn’t last long. He was about to stand up himself, probably thinking it was over, but there was no way I could allow that at this point, my hand on the small of his back indicating I wasn’t done. He asked me if I was going to fuck him. Oh boy kid was I ever. Now, I’m no stallion at five inches, but I figured I had loosened him up just enough to fit inside. I pressed my cock to his entrance. Now, I am not a religious man, but it felt like a kiss from Jesus when my knob making contact with his asshole. I pushed in slowly and deliberately. None of this half in at once, then the other half. I started at his entrance then pushed gradually and constantly until the smooth skin of his rear felt the prickle of my pubes. I felt my cock head up against tightly against his prostrate as I trundled in. I noticed his knuckles were white as I bottomed out. It was so warm and snug in there, like his shitter was hugging my cock. Oh god, wish I could just stand here all day buried to the hilt in him. I didn’t need to fuck in and out, just feeling his young body writing around me, trying to accept my cock, shuddering and twitching all around it was enough. Sure enough, it was enough, only moments after fitting my whole length inside him, his tightness caused me to erupt, dumping my loading my load inside him with a grunt, coating his insides with my sperm. I could imagine his guts inside now shiny with my white cum running down his walls. My cock slipped out of him, and my apparent large load started dripping down his inner leg. I quickly used a bit of tissue to clean myself, and then gave him a wad as well. I noticed there was a bit of precum drool of his own leaking down in front onto the seat. “You’ll need plenty of this today kid,” handing him some toilet paper. “put some in your underwear so that my load doesn’t drip out onto your school shorts. ” He was still in a bit of a daze I think, but he çankırı escort heard what I said. “We can’t keep being seen together on the train. Meet me here again tomorrow if you want to do some more okay?” He nodded slightly, as I left him behind to clean himself up. ** Boys perspective ** My mum let me stay home for the next few days because I said I was sick. School was getting so hard, too many assignments, and so much pressure. I don’t even know if my one friend I had was really my friend anymore, it seems he just uses me most of the time. I get bullied a bit too, and with what happened on the train I needed some time alone to think. I don’t stay home much so mum let me without too much questions. She went off to work leaving me at home alone, and it gave me heaps of time to catch up on my school work. The next few days my butt felt kinda itchy. I didn’t want to play with it too much because it’s kinda dirty, and I had work to do, but it felt empty. I was always told to stay away from strangers because they want to hurt you, but this man didn’t really hurt me. It was weird when he touched me there, but there wasn’t a lot of pain. It hurt a little at first, but then it was kind of nice. And he smelled me. And he said he liked my butt. No one had ever said anything like that to me before. I spent some of the time at home just looking at myself in the mirror over my shoulder. It just looked like a butt to me, but I guess it did stick out a little when I stood to the side. My hole looked little. Even though it hurt a bit at the start, it still looked the same when checked it. I stretched my time at home to two days, but any more than that mum could get suspicious. I had to face school and maybe seeing the man again. I didn’t even know what the man looked like. My bag felt heavier somehow today, like it was trying to keep me from going, but I pushed myself. The train was just arriving as I entered the station. I forced myself to speed up, to get into the train, wondering if he was here. Waiting for me. The door of the train closed behind me and it pulled away, trapping me inside. As the train picked up speed, grinding against the rails, I looked around at the people in the train. As usual, all the seats were taken so I had to stand, taking a spot in the corner by the door while I tried to guess who the man might have been. He might not have even been in this carriage but it was worth a look. Some were ladies so those were easy. Some had headphones on and others were reading the newspaper, others just didn’t look right. There was one man sitting on the sideways chairs, I glanced at him a couple of times while he was looking out the window. He looked like a nice man so it couldn’t be him. The trained stopped for the next station as I stood in the corner, keeping to myself. A large number of them piled off, I hoped one of them was the man leaving so I could relax. As we starting moving again, I looked out the window. Crap I was meant to get off there! I was so busy looking at people I missed my stop! It’s another good 20 minutes to the next station. I panicked a bit. I wanted to get off but it was too late. At least lots of people get off at my usual station so there were some spare seats now. I picked the nearest one which was just across the way, next to the guy who was looking out the window. I didn’t think he had seen me at all until he leaned over towards me. It was him. “Where have you been? I haven’t seen you in a few days?” he said “Oh, um, hello sir..” My heart started beating fast. All the time I was at home I had been thinking about him, and now here he was sitting right there. Did he want to do things again? Before I even had time to think, I felt his hand go down into the back of my shorts, touching my bum. His hand was a little warm as it touched my skin inside my underwear, he could probably feel the top of my butt crack. He said something but I didn’t hear him. I felt his fingernails digging into my buttcheeks trying to get under again. His fingers were a little sharp and pokey so I shifted a little. He got more of his hand under there, so I was basically sitting on his hand. It was a little colder than last time. I felt his finger touching me down there again. I still didn’t know if I wanted it. It felt nice last time, but it hurt at first. I didn’t want to feel that hurt again so I tried to squeeze my hole closed but eventually, he got up in me again. I tried to move to stop him from moving his hand, but his finger went in even further, it felt like it went right into my stomach this time. It didn’t hurt at all, but I could feel his finger moving around in me. Suddenly I felt him touch something in there which made me feel amazing. It made my dick move on its own and my hairs stick up on the back of my neck. It was the best feeling, it felt like a wave radiated from my ass to my dick and all the way down my legs. Like I hadn’t peed or pooped in days and it just came out, except ten times more intense. Sometimes it felt like that a bit when I played with myself in private, but this time it kept happening over and over again. I gasped and looked at the man. “That is your boy button,” He said. “It’s called your prostate. It will get a little bigger as you get older, but it’s the pleasure centre for all men. Do you like it?” He was talking more stuff to me as he continued to rub and strum that thing in there. I couldn’t speak as he kept slightly poking it, all I managed to do was moan. He continued talking to me but most of it was a blur as it felt so good. He kept doing that thing with his finger, it felt better than when I touched my dick because it was never-ending. He kept touching my..’prostrate’ was it? Over and over he did it, not stopping. The feeling ripped through me, like a cramp but it felt good. I never knew I could feel this way. Then çayyolu escort he stopped and I felt him pull his hand out of my undies again. Everything came back into focus again and I heard his voice again. The trained slowed to a stop, The man said, “How about we both get off here and I can show you some more.” I stood up and followed him. It was like I couldn’t stop myself, what he did felt so good and I wanted more of it. We left the train and he went straight to one of the big single toilets. After I entered, he closed and locked the door behind us. “Please don’t hurt me.” I blurted out as I found myself alone with him for the first time. “Hurting you is the last thing I want to do kid. If you’ll let me, I would very much like to taste your asshole again. I would like to lick and stick my tongue in there. You like it too don’t you?” “It’s okay..but why? Isn’t it dirty back there?” “No, not you kid. You’re delicious.” I didn’t know what to say to that. What do you say to someone who thinks your butthole tastes good? “Um. What do you want me to do?” “How about you take your shorts and underwear off and lean of the toilet there.” I was really embarrassed but he was much bigger than me so I unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall to the floor around my shoes, my briefs fell down with them too. I tried to hide my dick from him best as I could, I didn’t want him to see it but I think he saw. I quickly turned around, he would be able to see my naked bum. I felt cold wind on it when it was exposed to the air. Before he was only touching me, but now he would be able to see my whole butt. I felt him kneel back right behind me, and put his thumbs right next to my hole, spreading the skin apart to look at it. Oh man, he was looking right at it, I hope I had cleaned it good. I heard him shuffling around down there, and he put his face and nose right at my hole. We stayed still for a moment, I was scared he had found something. He didn’t seem to be doing anything, then I heard him sniff loudly right near my hole. He was taking in a deep breath right there! I heard him swear. “Sorry,” I mumbled, suddenly worried if I smelled back there. But instead, I heard him sniffing me more. I could feel his nose sniffing me hard like a vacuum, snuffling me right at my butthole. Then I felt his rough tongue licking me, right in the middle. He was tasting it, right in the middle! He licked me around the outside of my hole for a bit and then I could feel it wriggling and working around in further it kind of tickled at first but felt nice at the same time. I could feel the little bumps on it as it wormed its way in, trying to get inside my hole. His tongue was thicker but it wasn’t very long. I went up on my tippy toes to try to help more go in. I felt different to when he was fingering me, it wasn’t my prostrate but it still felt cool because he was licking my bumhole and he liked it. I think I liked this even more. It sounds dumb but I wondered about the buttholes of the others at school, did theirs taste the same as mine? Did they ever have a man taste their butts? My dick felt funny and I saw some drool coming out of my peehole. I felt him getting up behind me, so I thought it was over. I was about to get up too but he pushed my back down again. I heard a sudden sharp zip sound, he was taking down his trousers too. I had heard enough at school to guess where this was going. I wasn’t dumb. “Are you going to fuck me?” “You damn right I am” “Is it going to hurt?” “You’ll be okay kid. I’m a bit bigger than a couple of fingers but my tongue should have loosened you up some. Just hold tight, alright?” I held onto the toilet seat and shut my eyes. This was it, he was going to stick his thing in there. I know about virginity and thought it would be me having sex with a girl for the first time when I would lose it. Not some man sticking himself inside me. Maybe my classmates were right to make fun of me. Maybe I do like it in the bum. I guess I was about to find out. I felt the top of his dick touch my butt, it felt really big, like a missile coming. I held onto the toilet seat tight and gritted my teeth. His big adult dick was about to go in my ass. When it first started going in, I felt it stretch my hole further than ever, it felt like a whole log was trying to push through. It felt like I would break. It kept going too, but once his whole tip was in, it wasn’t so bad. Then he started pushing in. I thought it would never end as more of him went in. I felt the skin on his dick push through on the edges of my bumhole, and it still kept coming. Finally, I felt his hairs on my butt. I could feel my bum squeezing and pushing around him, trying to push it out. His dick was rubbing against my prostrate again, like his fingers were before but this time it was harder and firmer, and it felt better because I knew it was his cock in there. I let myself go as those feelings came rushing back. I felt him lift me a little bit, so his cock fully rested inside my hole. I thought he was meant to push in and out like I had seen on some late-night TV, but he just left it there as my body accepted him. It was like it was meant to be there, like it had a mind of its own and it was allowed to be in there. Why would my bum be the same size as his dick if it didn’t belong there? Just as I was getting used to the feeling of his big cock in me, I felt him pull it out. I felt his wet sperm running down my leg. Hee must have cummed lots inside me because I could feel something moving around in there. He told me to clean myself up and told me to use some paper to stop more of his cum from showing on my shorts. It had all happened so fast. “We can’t keep being seen together on the train. Meet me here again tomorrow if you want to do some more okay?” he said. I nodded slightly, I did want more. His big penis felt good in my bum, and I wanted it again. I watched him leave the room, I didn’t know if I would be back tomorrow or not. I know about stranger danger and pedos and all that stuff. But this man wasn’t mean, and he made me feel good. Did I want more? Any and all feedback is welcome to ail
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