Kindred Spirits

The train clacked rapidly along, and as the car swayed gently from
side to side, Danny felt his cock swelling to erection. He smiled to
himself - trains always had this effect on him. He reached down to
adjust himself, allowing some room for his dick to harden, and gave it
a gentle squeeze, shivering in pleasure as he felt his prick throb back
against his palm. He left his hand there for a moment, pressing
lightly as his cock grew to full hardness, feeling his balls twitch
anxiously inside his pants.

He looked around the car, and saw a man sitting across the aisle,
staring at Danny’s hand, planted firmly over the bulge in his crotch.
Danny looked him up and down, noticing the large hard-on under the
man’s jeans. “You too?” he asked, smiling.

The man grinned and then laughed. “Always happens to me on trains.”
He glanced around the car, but the only people were at the other end,
facing towards the front. He moved over into the seat next to Danny,
and reached down, pulling his prick out of his fly. Danny gaped at the
man’s thick cock, the head covered by foreskin that only served to
accentuate the rounded, clearly defined cockhead.

Danny reached over and pulled the man’s foreskin back, watching his
face. The man moaned softly, leaning his head back against the seat,
as his own hand found its way into Danny’s lap, deftly undoing the
button-fly and then slipping inside. They held each other’s cocks
without moving, just feeling the train swaying as it moved, and their
hot, hard cocks pulsing with arousal.

Slowly, Danny began pumping the man’s cock, moving the foreskin back
and forth over the head. The man’s cock was leaking pre-cum, easing
the motion of his foreskin back and forth over the head. Danny
shuddered in pleasure as the man’s hand tightened around his cock and
began moving back and forth, matching the pace Danny was setting on his
cock.

The moving train added stimulation, the vibrations teasing their balls
as they jerked each other off. Danny’s hand squeezed the man’s
cockhead, watching it bulge with each stroke. His own cock was far
thinner, but slightly longer, so the man’s strokes were longer,
squeezing his shaft from the base to the tip. He could feel his balls
tightening, getting ready to come hard from the excitement of jerking
another man off in such a public place.

As the train slowed, moving into the next station, the men both
groaned simultaneously. Their cocks jerked and throbbed, cum pulsing
from their cockheads. The first jets spurted out, landing on the back
of the seats in front of them, the rest running down their hands,
coating their skin with the warm, milky fluid. Danny rubbed his hand
all over the man’s prick, spreading his cum around before lifting his
hand to his mouth and tasting it, and his new friend did the same.

The doors opened and the men quickly put their sticky cocks back in
their pants, sitting quietly as the new passengers boarded the train.
“And here I thought I was the only one,” Danny whispered, grinning at
the man. They smiled at each other, happy to have found a kindred
spirit.