Strangers on a Train (closed for PG564E)

[ericrodman101]

Eric, white, 23, single, 5'8, 140 lbs, 7 inch cock, cut.....

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Eric Rodman scanned through his Grindr account on the ipad as he waited for the train to leave. There were replies to view. There always were. But he rarely did. Perhaps he should start.

Two weeks without Sungseo. Two weeks alone in his rented apartment in Brooklyn. Two weeks without his lips kissed, his cock sucked, his mouth fucked, his ass breached...

Latino, 20, hung, likes watersports....Eric scrolled down.

He had never admitted it until Sungseo was gone. His cute little Korean buddy was the love of his life, the one, the only, the soulmate, the....and he was home now, in Seoul, preparing for second year at college now that his English had improved.

The carriage was maybe half full. Eric gazed out the window into the darkness of Penn Station. No one sat alongside him. It was always better to travel that way. Unless...

Midwest guy, 28, fit, blonde, straight acting jock, likes to be choked....

The train moved off into the tunnels. Eric watched his reflection in the window. He wanted to cry, but he knew he wouldn't. He'd cried when Sungseo had announced his departure date, not that it was a surprise. He was only ever in New York for a year. One day Eric guessed he'd understand what a great year it was, how lucky he'd been to meet this guy.

The train emerged on the banks of the Hudson. Eric watched the Palisades slip by. Grindr was a bore. Maybe the train would be too. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but 2 days? Chicago in the morning, then the Southwest Chief and his old college friend in Los Angeles. Eric retrieved his friend's business card from his wallet. Matt Turner, Angel Productions, Van Nuys. Maybe California was just far enough away to make a clean break.

 

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Strangers on a Train

Tom Phillips closed his eyes and relaxed as the train left New York for Chicago. Tom had just turned 40 a month ago, and swore he would give himself a gift for once, and get away from his roofing business for awhile.

He was fit, wiry from the years on the roofs of his neighbors in Long Island. He weighed 160 pounds, most of it muscle. He stood 5', 10" tall with coal black hair and a full beard. Tom had been married for four years to a pretty girl named Julie, who was extremely attractive. Julie could stand on a street corner and cause a lot of car wrecks is she was malicious.

Tom was perplexed by her lack of sexual appetite over the past two years. Their sex life had started out torrid, neither could keep their hands off the other, and Julie was a wild fuck who really got into it. As the months passed, then a year or two flew by, she had become less than enthusiastic when Tom pressed her to make love. She worked nights at an office cleaning business so a habit had begun.

The roofing business is seasonal, hard manual labor, and dirty. Tom would get home to his empty house, and hit the shower before he ate something. The hot water soothed his aching muscles, and both hands liberally soaped his cock into hardness. It grew to a length of eight inches when erect with a nice cut head and veiny shaft. Tom would stroke his aroused dick and cum before he ever got out of the shower.

He was normally asleep when Julie got home from work. The soothing motion of the train was making him sleepy. And the same vivid dream began running in his mind.

Tom was not sure when it had started but the mental image always turned him on. His cock would get hard seeing himself kneeling before a stranger. The man had a very large cock and stood naked before Tom.

"You like what you see. Go ahead, suck my dick, make me cum in your mouth."

And Tom would gently take this rigid penis in his mouth and give a very sensuous blowjob to this man. A long one. Kissing, licking, sucking, trying to get the whole prick in his mouth, and then the fountain of sperm would erupt, a series of thick creamy bursts of cum would fill Tom's mouth. He would swirl it around the pulsing shaft of this man, and wait until his ejaculations finally stopped.

Then he would slowly swallow this strangers fuck juice. And he would thank the man for allowing him to give him a blowjob. He was so thankful indeed.

Tom's penis was semi hard when he put his jacket on his lap to hide it. First Chicago, than clear across country to California. Yeah, he thought. Maybe somewhere along this vacation trip of his, he would suck somebody's cock.

 

[ericrodman101]

As the Lakeshore Limited thundered passed Tappan Zee, Eric scrolled through the photos on his phone. Pictures of Sungseo. He was such a poseur. Never a candid shot, always putting on a show, funny faces, provocative angles, sticking out his tongue. Eric regretted not having more candid and casual photos of his lover. Ex-lover.

Eric stifled a tear. Sungseo had only been gone two weeks, but he knew he'd never be back. Sungseo had good as told him his time in New York had been his year of freedom, his cutting loose from the anti-gay strictures of home. Like an Amish gap year before commitment, Eric thought. A year to try everything without limits, before resubmitting to the straightjacket.

Would Sungseo ever have stayed? Why didn't I propose, Eric thought? Why didn't I beg? I had everything to lose and I have.

The attendant was working his way down the car, handing out meal tickets. "On your own?" he asked. Eric nodded. "Just tell me what time you want to eat and I'll put you on a table in the dining car. It'll be pot luck for dinner companions, but you look like you could do with some excitement."

The attendant smiled and Eric felt a little better. And then his favourite photo of Sungseo scrolled into view. The one in the black speedo at the beach. Posed for sure. And just like him, making the most of his hot body. But the way Eric loved to remember him, loved to remember them both, clad only in speedos on that lonely beach in Costa Rica on the one holiday they'd had together.

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Eric felt morose again.

 

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Strangers on a Train

Tom had been in the scenic car, looking out at the sights of New York state. His cock was now soft, so he stood up and made his way to his sleeping room. It was small with a sink near the door, a couch that folded out into a bed when the porter came around after supper. It had it's own toilet and shower built into one space,and windows with curtains.

As soon as Tom slid the door closed he locked it and drew the shade down. It was daylight, and he tore his clothes off to run one off. He stretched his legs out comfortably and admired the size of his swollen member. If life was fair a man could suck his own cock he mused. And he closed his eyes and his body followed the shifting motions of the train.

And there he was, kneeling before a complete stranger. Again. As Tom's right hand gently gripped his shaft and stroked, he tried to imagine how sexy it would be to have a big dick in his mouth. How it's owner would demand a blowjob, and for Tom to swallow every drop of his molten sperm. His cock head felt like there was a hundred nerve endings in it, and they were acutely aware of the self pleasure his hand was providing to his cock meat.

He saw the bulge of the man's mushroom head making his cheeks pop out. He felt the ridge of his corona, and licked the very edges and sucked downwards, down, down until he had the whole fucking dick in his mouth. The man was turned on, and gripped the side's of Tom's head.

"Suck that mother fucker baby, ooooo fuck yeah, like that. I'm gonna fill you up gayboy, here it fucking CUMMMMMMMMSSSSSSSSSSSS!!"

The man's legs shook a little and his penis pulsed violently against the roof of Tom's hungry mouth. The sperm flew back then to the front of his mouth, washing his teeth with the thick whitish cream. A pool of jism began collecting on his tongue, and his whole mouth was now awash with the sexy gruel. . . a faggot's dream, a Long Island cocktail he thought.

Tom's chest and lower stomach were now painted with his powerful orgasm. His dick was slick, and droplets of sperm fell onto his balls. It was time.

It was time to taste his cum. Tom had wanted to for a very long time, but always chickened out after the release of the sexual tension left him sated. Not today.

Tom's hand slowly scooped up the strings of cum. The thick liquid formed some tear drops which Tom placed on his tongue, and found the taste to be so verboten, taboo, oh fuck I'm loving my own jizz he thought. It did not taste bad at all. His fingers fed his mouth with the thickest globs of his semen, and he really liked the wickedness of tasting the cum from his dick and balls. I can do this he thought. I can suck a mans cock and swallow his cum for real. Damn, I like this.

It was now mid afternoon and he sat their naked resting, feeling excited and proud of himself. He stared at his now soft penis and went into the combination toilet and shower. The warm water felt so relaxing, a new man washed his body, a body that now truly desired sex with other men.

And his dick became hard again.

 

[ericrodman101]

Eric dozed to the rhythm of the train as it roared through the quiet towns along the east bank of the Hudson. He dreamed of Sungseo, in the black speedos and out of them. They'd met in a bland Long Island town, both of them working on a political campaign but for rival candidates. Eric was trying out his new degree in communications and public relations, canvassing in the street for a Democrat. And some cute Korean guy turned up to muscle in on his street corner, promoting the Republican. "You know that guy would send you home if he won?" Eric said. Sungseo just laughed. Eric was smitten.

They got talking. The canvassing went by the wayside. "But your English is great," he'd said in response to the Korean's rationale for studying in New York. "And you really like conservative politics?" He was doing it for the money, of course. The 'cause' was unimportant.

At the end of the day Eric drove him back in the hire car to the grubby Christian hostel in Jamaica where he was staying. Chores and plain meals and praying in the evenings. "I am still a good socialist," Sungseo said. "I just go where I can afford."

They sat in the car until late. Sungseo missed dinner and prayers. And when a silence fell, not because there was nothing to say, but because they'd said everything, Eric groped for Sungseo's hand in the darkness. They kissed. But the charge Eric felt was nothing compared to.....

The train had stopped in Albany and to Eric's horror, a stranger sat in the vacant aisle seat. Eric checked his watch. Still two hours to his dinner booking. The stranger introduced himself. Bob from South Bend, forty-something, sandy hair, cheap suit, a little overweight. And horror of horrors, he withdrew the Book of Mormon from his bag and wanted to talk about it. "Fuck," Eric thought. South Bend must be a day away.

"So what are you reading, friend?" Bob asked.

Eric extracted a novel from the seat pocket. Bob read slowly 'Call Me By Your Name'.

"It's about a 17 year old guy who fucks his parents' male lodger," Eric said, excusing himself, climbing over Bob and stepping into the aisle. At which point he became painfully aware his cock was still mostly erect from the dream about Sungseo.

 

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Strangers on a Train

Tom could hear his cell phone ringing over the noisy cramped shower room. It had to be Julie. He had told her to take any business calls for him and let him know if it was something he had to deal with right away.

His cock had just begun to respond to his manual stimulation.

RINNNNG, RINNNNG. . .

Tom turned the water off and stepped out of the shower with his towel. He grabbed his cell phone.

"Hi Julie, what's up baby?"

"Hi, you got a call from a Mr. Jenkins a couple blocks away from our house. Thought I'd let you know before I go to work tonight."

"OK. I'll call him when I get home. Too bad you can't be here right now, I'm naked and my cock is so fucking hard baby. We have not fucked for awhile, I want to be back inside your pussy bad."

"Your always dead asleep when I get home, and your gone when I get up in the morning hon. You haven't been yourself lately but it feels good to hear you say you want to fuck me."

"Yeah, it does feel good Julie. It's so fucking hard, I'm stroking it baby. You want to hear me cum over the phone?"

"uhh, Tom why did you go alone on that train? This was a spur of the moment deal with you, you know I would have loved to go with you."

Her reply made Tom feel guilty. He stopped masturbating.

"I know. But I just had to get away Julie."

"I could sense that. You've been so tired from working but. . . I wonder if this has something to do with me too Tom."

The conversation went on for another minute or two. Tom told her lies and Julie let him know nicely that he had disappointed her more than she had shown when he left the house.

Tom was hungry. It would be time for dinner soon. He had heard that the food on the train was very good and was eager to find out.

 

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Eric moved through to the club car. Hopefully by the time he'd eaten and returned to his seat, Bob would be asleep. Or fallen through a trapdoor onto the tracks and crushed under the wheels.

The train was swaying, curving through the bends along the banks of the Mohawk. Night was falling. Eric looked at his reflection, flashing and swerving in the window. Sure, he was vain. He knew that. Wh shouldn't he be? He liked the way he looked. He took care of his appearance, his clothes, his hair, his jewellery. All stylish. His facial piercing, just below his lip on the left, caught the light, and then the diamond stud in his left ear.

But all he felt was sadness and loss. Fuck Sungseo, fuck, leaving me here. It had never crossed his mind to follow his lover to Korea. He didn't speak Korean and he knew nothing about the place. For Eric, Korean meant soft lips, faint yellow skin, firm thighs trapping his neck, wiry black hair in all the usual places, filthy talk in a strange accent, sucking cock, tasting cum, spooning in the morning after an exhausting night.....

Eric had placed his phone on the table in front of him, the picture of Sungseo in the black speedos lying back in the water screen up. Each time the phone went to sleep he'd press it back to life. The image of Sungseo would re-emerge from the dark to arouse him, taunt him, anger him.

He scrolled through the pics again. Sungseo laughing and posing, mostly scantily clad or even naked. The dick pics he'd send to Eric at work. The ones he took while Eric sucked his cock, and then Sungseo sucking Eric's cock....

Eric was hard again under the table.

The steward announced over the intercom that the 8.30 dinner reservations were ready.

 

[PG564E]

Strangers on a Train

Tom was starving and left for the dining car immediately after the announcement came over. It was 4 cars away and he swayed and held on to the overhead bars that held people's carry on luggage. There were quite a few people on board, they must have gotten on in the last 2 or 3 brief stops.

The door to the dining car opened and he was waved forward to a table where two older people were sitting facing him, and a white guy sat on the other side of the table gazing at the fading daylight.

Tom said "hi everybody" as he took the last seat. Hello's and awkward smiles were said and flashed. Jean and Paul were the older couple, both retired and happy to have the time and money to go all the way out to the West Coast.

The young guys name was Eric, and he was a handsome young man. The usual questions were asked, where are you from, where are you headed to, and the waiter came and took everyone's order.

All three people were friendly, and Tom was glad that Eric was younger. He shook his hand, then Paul's, then Joan's.

He told the table he owned his own roofing business and had done nothing but work for years to build it up. He ran two crews, and was married, no children. Eric was next in line to share his details and Tom was struck by his good looks.
As Eric began to talk he had a soothing voice. Tom wished they were sitting across from each other to have more space, without the older couple.

And his mind wondered how big of a cock might Eric have. Maybe. . . Tom would finally get a hard dick in his mouth and go wild on it.

 

[ericrodman101]

Eric made his way to the dining car. He was feeling too down to be hungry. What was he likely to encounter in an Amtrak dining car to whet his appetite anyway?

"Dinner for one?" The attendant showed him to a table already occupied by an older couple. Eric forced a smile. They shook his hand, gave their names which he immediately forgot, then bustled about the menu and their cutlery.

"Lamb shanks," the woman exclaimed. "I haven't had lamb shanks since who knows when?"

"I was hoping for a tender slice of breast," the man said, obviously pinching his companion under the table. "Second honeymoon," he said. "Just like the first one except medically assisted."

Eric's fixed smile was starting to hurt. He wondered if he should feign illness.

And then Tom joined them.

Tom.

Eric was to think back on this moment many times. But for now, he was just Tom.

"Tom," he said, extending his hand. The couple first, then Eric. Firm grip. Nice smile. White teeth. Coal black hair. Full beard. Tanned skin like he worked outside maybe. Fit. Filled out his shirt and trousers. Eric always checked out the trousers. Even pining for Sungseo hadn't changed that habit.

"I'm not really hungry," Eric said, finding something to say, his companions fussing over the menu.

"Just a main I think," the older man said. "I'm anxious to get back to the sleeper." He winked at Eric and pinched his partner again. Eric and Tom met each other's gaze.

"Los Angeles," Eric said in answer to Tom's question. "My friend has his own film studio."

The older couple canoodled without restraint.

"No, I'm not an actor," Eric said answering Tom. He had nice eyes. Nice lips under the full beard. Nice.....careful.... "Public relations. Politics."

He saw Tom raise his eyebrows. Politics was such a passion killer.

"Your own company? Roofing? You work on the roofs yourself? Domestic? Industrial? Yes, I've worked for building companies." Fuck, Eric thought, I'm making conversation with a Republican, a hot Republican.....

Eric ordered salad. Tom ordered the pie. The couple ordered the lamb shanks and then ate off each other's plates. They half finished and left.

"Second honeymoon," Eric said. Tom said something about viagra. They both laughed. Tom suggested coffee.

Married. Single. College. Trade school. No kids, snap. Eric felt himself opening up, leaning forward, touching his hair. Tom was funny. But how did he feel about gays?

The coffee was awful. Tom suggested drinks in the club car. When they stood, Eric saw they were last to leave the dining car. The time had simply slipped away. The made their way along the rocking train, Eric in the lead. Somehow he felt Tom was following him closely. Fuck, why did he his imagination always run wild? He tried not to think gaydar.

They were the only ones at the bar as well. Eric guessed that was the Amtrak crowd. Early to bed like the gerontologist ordered.

The barman brought their drinks over to the two seater lounge. Tom had slipped in along side him before Eric even thought to wonder whether it was a bit close. And then Tom clanked his beer against Eric's. The lounge was tight and uncomfortable. It seemed to drag them both into the middle. Eric held onto the arm of the lounge with his left hand. Tom smelled like....what was it? Outdoors? An older man? What did older men smell like? Eric went back through his limited experience of older men starting with his English teacher in his senior year. The first man who'd anally penetrated him, got him over the hurdle. Fuck, Eric was erect and only a beer bottle to hide it.

 

[PG564E]

Strangers on a Train

Tom's mind was reeling from the fast drinking and sudden type of privacy with Eric.
He could feel his chance was NOW. How do I do this he thought? It's crazy but I really want to do this. I must.

"Excuse me Eric, I was daydreaming. Had a so-so conversation with my wife a while ago, she's not happy that she's not here."

"Ah, trouble on the homefront Tom?"

"Maybe, probably will be, but. . . " Tom's face started to turn crimson. The hope and sexual excitement he felt were unbearable. Fuck it, just ask him.

"Eric" Tom turned his eyes down towards the table top. "man I gotta ask you something, but I'm nervous as hell and actually a little scared."

"OK, just look at me Tom. Whatever it is, just ask me."

Tom's hands shook with emotion. "Eric, I've wanted to do something really bad that I've been thinking so long about. I need to. . will you. . . let me suck your cock Eric? Please. . . let me suck it. You don't have to touch me at all. We can go back to my sleeper and you can stay with me and let me blow you as much as you want."

Eric was incredulous. A bicurious stranger who did not even know that Eric was gay had so openly and honestly propositioned him like this? His fucking cock felt the the Hulk's, it was going to rip through his pants and force itself into Tom's virgin mouth.

"Well. . . Tom, absolutely yes. I want you to suck my dick. Do you want to taste my thick cum too?"

"Oh fuck yes" Tom whispered, his hands still shaking. Eric placed his warm hands over Tom's with a pleasant pressure. There eyes were locked together and Tom whispered again.

"Please let's go Eric. I can't stand this craving one more minute. I've never blown a man and I have to, just need this. . ."

"I know my baby. Let's go to your room."

Eric's smile was seductive.

"I'm gonna watch you give me your first blowjob Tom. And your going to love my dick in your mouth."

They left their empty beer cans on the table, and made their way upstairs to the passenger cars, sporting erections as they swayed forward towards Tom's room.

 

[ericrodman101]

Tom led the way, dragging Eric along gleefully. At the top of the stairs to the sleepers he turned, took Eric's hand and dragged him to the top step. At Eric's smile Tom planted his mouth on his young friend. They kissed passionately, like horny teens, their tongues roaming each other's teeth and lips.

"I wanna fuck you so bad," Tom said. "I wanna...."

Eric hushed him with a finger over his mouth.

"If this is really your first fuck," he said, "then...."

Eric pushed open the toilet door on the left at the end of the corridor and bundled Tom inside before he could protest. Unlike the public toilets downstairs, this one was clean and dry and smelled OK. Eric pushed Tom against the far wall and held him up, his face up close.

"Tom, we are gonna fuck all night in your sleeper. We are gonna put our cocks and our fingers and our mouths as far up in every fucking hole as we can. But this is your first fuck so let's make it real. I am gonna toilet fuck you, just as if we'd met at a club or on the street or at work."

Eric moved aside, undid his belt and button on his pants, unzipped them and slipped them down to his ankles, then sat on the wash bowl, bracing his hands on the sides to counter the train's swaying motion.

"Your first fuck is always unplanned, so babe, get to work."

For a moment Tom gazed at what lay before him. Eric's pants gathered at his ankles, his ample cock filled out his tiny man briefs. As Eric pulled his shirt up to uncover his toned chest, Tom knelt down on the toilet floor and ran his fingers gently across the tight fabric which still concealed Eric's cock.

"Get my cock out, lover. Get it out and enjoy it."

Tom did as he was told, found the waist of Eric's briefs, and pulled them down. Eric's cock sprang into his face, all eight red swollen veined inches of sweet man meat, the neatly cut cock head swinging against his lips.

"Suck it now babe."

Tom smiled up at Eric, opened his hungry mouth and leaned forward.

 

[PG564E]

Strangers on a Train

Eric's big dick was in Tom's hand. . . it felt so strong, and when Tom's lips tasted his first erect penis, he kissed it tenderly, like he would kiss his wife's lips. But this was a man's cock. Tom slid it in his virgin mouth and thrilled to the warmth and size of Eric's prick. Soft, smooth, hard, and wicked all at once an involuntary moan was muffled by Eric's gasp of pleasure.

Tom's desperate craving to give a stranger a blowjob was at last being filled. He took as much of Eric's dick as he could, almost six inches and hit his gag reflex. He slid his mouth back to the tip of Eric's mushroom head, kissed it again, and began sucking it.

He slowly inched his mouth down on Eric's taut penis. He could feel it harden even more when Eric tensed his meat, sending Tom's sexual lust into an inferno of homosexual joy.

"mghh, mmmm, nngh nngh MMMM"

Eric smiled looking at his pupil. "Yeah, suck that cock baby, suck on my balls too."

Tom eagerly obeyed. His mind had absorbed Eric's statement that he was going to fuck Tom, and Tom would fuck him too. His tongue swirled over Eric's nuts as the mental picture of that extremely large dick being plunged up his ass really hit home. Tom raised his head and again engulfed this good looking mans dick. Oh fuck, he thought. . . he never ever had imagined a man fucking me up the ass.
There on a a rocking train, he felt Eric's hand push his mouth off of his dick.

"Stand up now and turn around Tom. I'm going to fuck you."

"Uwwwlll yes, make me take that big fucking dick - fuck me bareback Eric, no rubber, I'll try not to scream."

As the train traveled on through the darkness, one man submissively offered his anus for another man to fuck. He willingly had just sucked his dick, and felt the fullness, the burning in his anal tunnel as his last cherry was busted forever.
Tom had never felt so filthy dirty in his life. His prick had never felt so hard as it did now, as Eric put it to him, all eight inches as Tom whimpered and moaned.

He took his fucking like a man as the precum flowed from his dick and Eric's lips kissed the back of his neck in the cramped toilet area.

 

[ericrodman101]

Eric couldn't remember the last time he'd dominated an older man like he was dominating Tom. He bent Tom over the toilet bowl, put a hand on the back of his head and pushed him hard into the wall so that his back curved away from him and his ass lifted up neatly.

"Open your legs, lover," Eric said and Tom obliged, adopting the stance. "You're going to be tight, babe, tight. I'll take it easy. Scream all you like. The noise of the train will cover us."

Eric spat on his cock, still hard from Tom's oral assault, then lubed up his fingers with handwash and found Tom's asshole.

"You'll be a great fuck, man," Eric said. Tom murmured approval as Eric massaged the hole, gently probing against the sphincter's resistance and then popping in one finger. He circled the warm inside lining of Tom's ass, then withdrew and ran the newly moistened finger round Tom's lips before sliding it into his mouth.

"You fucking like that, Tom? Hmmm? You like?"

Tom nodded.

"My finger fresh from your tight virgin ass? Suck it, Tom. Suck it. Taste yourself."

He felt Tom pucker up and then the suction of his cheeks.

The train squealed to a halt and was suddenly silent. Someone yelled Rochester. Eric left his finger inside Tom's mouth and listened, then withdrew.

"Two fingers now, Tom. OK? You tell me if I hurt you."

Tom nodded. Eric's two fingers repeated the anal inspection.

"OK babe, brace yourself." Eric grabbed his cock and fed it gently into Tom's asshole, fighting the resistance as Tom held his breath, then exhaled nervously. Eric pushed in response and felt Tom flinch.

"Man, you're tight. Fucking tight."

The train horn blew, and the rocking motion recommenced. Eric's knob end was completely inside Tom now. He began a slight rocking motion, in time with the train, gently easing his cock in little by little, deeper into Tom, his first cock, his first anal violation. Tom whimpered and moaned. Eric reached around and found Tom's cock, rigid over the toilet bowl, the precum flowing. Eric leaned forward and kissed the back of Tom's neck, the new angle letting his cock in to about four inches. Eric picked up the rhythm.

"All the way in, babe," he said. "Let's see how you like me balls fucking deep in your ass."

Eric was thrilled with his control. He'd resisted ejecting his load into Tom's mouth, and now he felt empowered. This strong, hot 40 year old man was his fucktoy, his cock holster, his lay.

And he thought of Sungseo and the first time he topped the Korean, not in an Amtrak toilet, but back at Eric's apartment after the Asian teen sucked his cock in the car. Tom was hot and the train fuck was unexpected. Sungseo was hot, but he'd gone. Left. Broken Eric's heart. Fuck. Tom. Sungseo. Fuck.

The train rocked. Tom moaned. Maybe he was crying like Eric did the first time when his English teacher had taken his anal cherry in senior year.

Eric's cock was fully inside Tom now. The older guy would never be the same. "OK?" Eric asked. Tom nodded and moaned. It sounded to Eric like consent. "Always remember I was your first," Eric said. He pulled Tom's head around, ran his lips across the older man's bearded face and found his mouth. They kissed at the awkward angle.

"Always remember."

Eric pushed Tom's face back against the wall.

"And now I'm gonna fuck you properly."

 

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Strangers on a Train

Tom's primal moans of pleasure had no pattern or sequence. The marvelous cylinder of smooth hard cock fed his wildest homosexual thoughts.

"uuu babyy yeah fuck me oh god it feels so good" he managed to say as he felt Eric's big dick retreat all the way to the very tip of his anus, then fill his ass completely.

"nngh oohhhhhhhh geezez god I like this" Tom gasped as he was bent over at his waist, with the young cockmaster Eric plunging deeper, faster, sending waves of sensations over Tom's prostrate.

Oh yes, Tom thought. I've done it! I've sucked a dick, and now that same cock is "UWLLLLLLLL YESSSSSSSSSSS" is fucking him in the ass like a queer takes it. Tom felt free but very depraved. Real men were not supposed to suck dicks, let alone willingly have another man fuck them. This was perfect, Tom's dick felt heavy, like an iron slab of flesh between his legs.

"Fuck yeah, take it all Tom, you love my fucking dick don't you" Eric said loudly, the noise of the train muting the slapping sounds of his balls smacking off Tom's ass cheeks. He had a very good looking ass thought Eric, and man does it look good being filled up with my dick.

"mmmyesyes love it love it oh baby dick me, fuck me with that big beautiful cock oh fuck Eric I love it I love you love you fuck me oh GOD YESSSSS FUCKKKKKKMMEEEEEEEE!"

Eric pounded Tom's ass with raw passion. He was glad now he had not filled the older man's mouth with his cum.

"You feel good and dirty now baby, sucking and fucking on my big dick?"

"yes Eric I do I'm so hot"

"Your gonna be my lover Tom. How's it feel to learn your a faggot now, you'll never be straight again?"

"So good, so good my baby cum in me please make me your girl" wailed Tom.

"WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM" Eric really put the wood to his new lover.

The noise level of the two had grown with their rising sexual excitement. Eric mulled over the thought of pulling his dick out and shoving it in Tom's mouth to blast his seed in. Fucking dirty shit turned Eric on big time. He loved his cock and was proud of it's size, and turning this older guy into a blowboy/fucktoy was hugely rewarding to him.

He smiled and fucked Tom. Tom's ass was moving back on Eric's cock, and he stopped plunging it in for a moment. Tom was gripping his dick with his anal muscles from the base of Eric's penis to the very tip of his crown. Tom slid back with no pressure, then again gripped the eight inches of Eric's hard on with urgent lust. Eric knew he had a married bitch who loved gay sex.

Eric resumed fucking his very enthusiastic lover, and the train rolled on leaving Tom's heterosexual life behind him.

 

[ericrodman101]

Eric was close to cumming. For a first time ass fuck Tom was doing everything right, bending and moaning and adjusting his legs and ass to let Eric in deep. And he was in deep, all eight inches reaming Tom's ass, then pulling back and slamming in again. Eric knew Tom would be sore, but he was such a willing fuck that once he was all in, there was no holding back.

And when Tom started using his anal muscles to grip and release his cock, Eric was in ecstasy.

"Tom, you cockslut," he said. "You sure you haven't had a cock up your ass before?"

Tom moaned a reply. Eric tried to anticipate Tom's anal clenching, but Tom was unpredictable. Eric felt the pull and release, the tightening and slackening, and just went with it, kissing Tom's neck, grabbing his waist and hips, running a hand round to Tom's cock and balls, then finding his own cock and wiping up Tom's ass juices, then running his fingers round Tom's mouth and between his lips. If anything, Tom's mouth was as greedy and willing as his ass.

Eric was spooning him now, curving himself into Tom's back, the angle pulling his cock higher in Tom's ass, increasing the pressure and the pain and the pleasure for both men.

For a moment Eric considered the joy of pulling out, turning Tom round and unloading his semen into Tom's mouth and across his face. But there would be time for that later, and no time now. Eric's cock twitched and he felt the sweet release as his seed sprayed deep into Tom's bowels. He held Tom hard, letting him feel his cock and body buck and kick, and feeling Tom swoon and squirm in response.

And when he was done, Eric still held tight, whispering fuck into Tom's ear, over and over. Fuck. His cock ramrod straight. Fuck. The warm sticky goo inside Tom enveloping him as it made its way gradually back along his cock towards Tom's rear entrance. Fuck. Tom's sweet mouth and full beard where he decanted the remaining ass juice from his fingers. Fuck. Tom's cock, running with precum, rigid and proud pointing down into the bowl. It would need a sucking very soon.

 

[PG564E]

Strangers on a Train

"Eric. . . thank you for fucking me like that. It felt so sexy, knowing I was doing it with a man, taking his big cock over and over. . . your cum's running out down onto my balls. I feel like a dirty cock whore Eric. Your cock whore now."

Tom was extremely aroused, and loved being used by a man.

"Eric please suck my dick I'm so horny. . . I want to shoot a huge load of cum into your mouth lover. Please fucking blow me now, I never get a good blowjob from my wife."

Eric's massive dick was still inside Tom's abused anus. Sticky from the copious amout of sperm he had blown inside Tom's asshole.

Eric marveled at the hardness of Tom's dick. He was so pleasantly thrilled at Tom's cocklust, how he totally surrendered his body for Eric's pleasure.

"OK lover. . . time for you to lie on your back Tom. Watch me suck your dick for you, you wish I was your wife the way I suck it."

Eric pulled his cock out of Tom's ass. It was slick and semi-hard, and watched Tom engulf it with his mouth. Tom moaned as he licked up the sex fluid from his rapists dick, until Eric pushed him off of it.

"A good fuck deserves an excellent blowjob. You were a great fuck Tom. Now I'm gonna make you see stars when you blast your load in me."

 

[ericrodman101]

Tom sat on the toilet, his ass on the edge of the seat, his legs out straight and wide apart, leaning back against the wall. Eric knelt on the toilet floor between Tom's knees and looked up along Tom's firm torso. They met each other's gaze. Tom nodded.

Eric took Tom's neatly cut cock in his hand, lowered his mouth, and then flicked the cock head gently with his tongue, all the while keeping his eyes on Tom. Tom blinked and caught his breath. Eric licked his cock again, this time lingering a little longer. Tom said fuck. Eric licked again, longer and more expansively, then lowered his whole mouth and took Tom's cock head between his lips, gripping and twisting slightly, then releasing. Tom said fuck again. Tom was slick with precum. Eric tasted Tom's cock again, sucking up the precum and running it round his lips with his tongue.

And then Eric commenced the cock assault in earnest, licking and sucking deeply. He held Tom's cock vertically and turning his head, placed his lips on the shaft and ran them down to the base and back again. Tom was leaking precum uncontrollably now and Eric guessed his new lover was very close to his first gay orgasm.

He wanted to make sure he caught all of Tom's cum. The first orgasm was important, not a mere squirt across a face. That was a porn cumshot. There'd be plenty of time for those in the future. No, for Tom's first orgasm Eric wanted to capture all of Tom's cum, every last drop, gargle it, push it back over his lips and foam at the mouth, give Tom every opportunity to enjoy the fruits of his labors and see what an experienced cum sipper like Eric could do. Maybe kiss and swap semen, transfer it to and fro between them, before eventually swallowing it.

Fuck, if there was a glass handy, Eric could even spit it into the glass so that he could honor Tom by drinking it down again. But maybe that was overthinking. There wasn't a glass. And Tom was cumming. Now.

With his mouth fully extended over Tom's rigid cock, Eric felt Tom's manmeat spasm. He looked up again, but Tom had his eyes shut. Tom's cock unloaded, kick after kick of seed sluicing into Eric's hungry mouth. Eric kept himself down tight on Tom's cock, gradually drawing back as his mouth filled with cum, anticipating an end to the rhythmic unloading. But Tom was full, the sperm kept cumming. Eric was full and Tom's cock was breasting his lips, just as the stream ceased. With his lips pursed tight to retain the creamy fluid, Eric nuzzled Tom's cock against his lips, gave the head a soft kiss, and with Tom's cock still in his hand, gently leaned back.

Tom opened his eyes and smiled. Eric smiled back, lips together, then slowly opened his mouth until Tom could gaze upon the reservoir of semen Eric was holding for him. Eric could tell his mouth was brimming. He could feel Tom's cum on his tongue and between his teeth, dribbling down into his throat, slopping over his bottom lip. He hoped Tom understood because he couldn't speak. Kiss me Tom, he urged with his eyes.

 

[PG564E]

Strangers on a Train

Tom had never received such an outstanding blowjob in his life until Eric blew him on the steadily moving train.

He felt like his balls had nothing but air in them. The sheer volume of molten sperm Eric had pleasured up Tom's shaft into his mouth was incredible. It was sheer sexual nirvana, Tom thought.

Eric sucked my cock and I came like a Brahma bull. Waves of thick jizz, a murky milkskake for this amazing guy who had just fucked him like Tom was a high class whore and total slut.

Tom was drawn to Eric's loving mouth, and slipped his tongue inside to play with the sticky mess that had just shot out of his dick like a fire hose. He pulled Eric up so they could embrace and kiss this amazing act of intimacy. His hands caressed Eric's balls and dick. Tom could feel Eric's penis respond, and could not wait to get into bed with him.

Tom laid on the bottom bunk and spread his ass cheeks for Eric.

"This is yours baby. Fuck me again please, cum way deep inside me Eric. I love your dick. Man, you sucked my cock better than anyone ever has, that was a fantastic blowjob. Now make me your faggot, your fuckboy. Breed my asshole baby, fill it with your cock"

 

[ericrodman101]

Eric was amazed at Tom's stamina. For a 40 something guy, Tom fucked like a teen. Someone was calling out 'Cleveland' and Tom was still sucking Eric's cock and asking to be finger fucked.

"Fuck, big man," Eric said, nearly exhausted. "It's 3.30 in the morning. They're gonna have to scoop me out of here with a shovel when we reach Chicago."

But Tom just smiled in the dim sleeper light, placed a finger over Eric's mouth to shush him, and lowered his greedy mouth onto Eric's ravaged cock where to Eric's continuing amazement, Tom went to work like a professional call boy, whoring his lips and tongue and mouth around Eric's sensitive cock head until the younger guy was once again hard and hot and bending insensibly before Tom's latest oral onslaught. When Eric exploded another time into Tom's mouth, he lay back, arms out, panting for breath.

"You fucking pussy," Tom said through a mouth full of Eric's semen. "Tonight is gonna be one long night to remember."

In an attempt to force Tom to take a break, Eric reached out and opened the curtains. The sleepy suburbs of western Cleveland slipped by the window. But rather than close the curtains or climb into bed, Tom rose, completely naked, and stood flat against the window, pressing his ample cock to the glass.

"Lover," he said. "Fuck me against the window."

"What?"

"Fuck me against the window. Stick your cock up my ass and fuck me, right here, against the glass. I want everyone in Cleveland to see what you do for me. See my hard cock explode. See the ecstasy on my face and my cum on the glass. Come on. I want you to do it."

Eric thought for a moment. Tom was as fucking horny as any guy he'd ever met. Maybe he'd taken something. Maybe he was just oversexed. But the idea of fucking a guy against the glass window of a slow moving train, not knowing where it might pull up or who might see them, for a moment, a few seconds, maybe even a minute or two, fucking together in their sleeping compartment for all the world to see, or western Cleveland at least, aroused Eric even as he craved sleep.

He stood. Tom had spreadeagled himself against the window, his feet wide apart, his hands in the top corners, his body forming a cross with his bare ass gaping at the centre.

"Just try and stop me, fucker," Eric said, stepping up to Tom, placing his hands on Tom's hips, and leaning down so that his erect cock made contact with Tom's tight hole.

"Let's give Ohio a show."

 

[PG564E]

Strangers on a Train

I had fallen head long into an abyss of homosexual depravity. Eric had fucked me in the ass and I had blown him gleefully many times, and I wanted more of his lovely cock.

The glass on the window felt cold on my chest and stomach. Eric's dick felt like a thick hot poker as it slammed deep into my fuckhole. God it felt wonderful. To have a man fuck me like this. My moaning grew louder as the train pulled to a stop on the platform. Two pretty girls saw my hard dick pressed against the glass and would have had to be blind not to know I was being fucked by another man.

Their mouths gaped open and both girls were hypnotized as Eric thrust his mighty cock into my once virgin anus. I groaned in ecstasy, and the girls eyes grew wide in astonishment as my cock shot streams of molten sperm on the window. It was a glorious feeling, my statement to the world that Tom was now a raging faggot and would take anyone's dick he could to cum inside him.

Eric's balls slapped off his new fuckboy's ass.

"Nghh nghh ooohhhh fuck me baby I love your cock please don't stop fucking me" I wailed as Eric pounded my willing ass with his marvelous joy giving prick. A man was now staring, in total shock seeing a grown man get pounded like a whore.

The train began to pull away and Tom reached down to use his fingers to scoop up the white mess on the window. The warm taste of his man love was exquisite.

"Mmmmmmtakethisthatbig fucking cock you dick lover, take it Tom. . . you love me baby?"

"YES YES I LOVE YOU ERIC. MAKE ME YOUR WHORE!"

 

[ericrodman101]

"Fuck man. You are one total fucking slut. Did you see the look on their faces?"

Eric held Tom close. They kissed, their tongues tied in a wash of cum where Tom had fed the goo from the window into Eric's hungry mouth.

"It's not every day in Sandusky you can watch two guys fucking in public."

Tom laughed. He just wanted to holler. But he stuck his tongue deep into Eric's mouth and tasted his own cum again.

"There'll be someone along in a minute," Eric said. "I'll say it was rape, you'll be cuffed and dragged off the train. They'll throw the fucking key away, man. It'll be the obscenity case of the year."

He kissed Tom again, his fingers finding his way to Tom's ass still leaking cum. Tom squirmed and cooed as Eric felt his way round Tom's still gaping hole.

"Well," Tom said, "if they come to get me, I hope they're fucking hot. They can cuff me and fuck me senseless on the way to the county jail. I've often fantasised about being raped by the cops. Hot, young cops who start with their truncheons and finish me off with their cocks. Fuck, now it's going to come true."

Eric swung Tom round until he could spoon him standing up.

"Hey man, I'm going to suck the last of my cum out of your ass and then we can snowball."

Eric pushed Tom across the basin, then knelt down in the narrow sleeper. He pulled Tom's butt cheeks as wide as he could, then found Tom's neat asshole with his mouth and sucked and lapped excitedly. Reaching round he found Tom's cock heaving and throbbing with renewed excitement.

"How many times are you gonna cum today, man?" Eric said, taking a momentary break from felching, his face close up to Tom's butt crack.

"Wanna find out how many times? Suck me out first and then I'm gonna cum again in your sweet mouth, baby."

Eric did as he was told, easing his cum out of Tom's ass, filling his mouth again, then standing. Tom turned to kiss him, luxuriating in the newly refilled mouth full of cum, leaning down so Eric could dribble the sticky cream into him, then standing and repaying the compliment. And as they exchanged fluids, and their faces gradually slicked up, the two fuck buddies wiped their cum into each other's skin and hair until both men were well oiled with their seed.

And all the while no one came to the door to investigate the outrage in Sandusky. But someone called Toledo as Tom pushed Eric down to the floor, pushed his hand between Eric's lips, pulled his teeth wide, and slammed his cock hard into the young guy's mouth, then with a hand behind his head pulled his oral lover tight onto his torso.

"You like it rough, Eric? Hey?"

But all he could hear was Eric gagging as the train clanked to a halt.

"Man," Tom said to himself as Eric fought to contain the fat cock overwhelming his throat, "we're gonna be in Chicago in four hours. I guess we'll just have to book a room and sleep this off."

Eric gagged urgently, struggling a little under the onslaught, but sliding his hands excitedly up and down Tom's thighs to indicate he was still OK.

"Hang on down there, buddy," Tom said. "I really wanna see how long you can hold that thing."

Eric grunted consent just as Tom released him, letting his cock spring free from Eric's mouth. Eric gasped for air, his mouth and eyes wide, which Tom saw as a signal to push his cock back in harder and deeper if that was possible.

"Four hours, buddy, and then we'll find a hotel. And maybe you can show me how to get a little group action."

 

[PG564E]

Strangers on a Train

"YEAH, fuck right there. . . suck it Eric, here it fuckin cums!!!!!

Tom's amazing cock one again shot a very large volume of semen into Eric's mouth.
The grayish/white gruel fed his faggot soulmates mouth again.

Eric swirled, then swallowed Tom's slimy mess.

"Your fucking amazing Tom. I've created a fucking Frankenstein."

Tom's groans had eased. His balls were air balloons - nothing left in them.

"So are you baby" Tom whispered as he pulled Eric up off the railroad floor to hug and kiss him.

The two embraced for a very short moment.

"Tom, I'm done for the day man. I gotta get some sleep."

"I know man. Go ahead, I'm gonna see if the snack car's still open. Be back a little later."

Tom threw on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. He slipped his sandals on and stepped out into the narrow hallway. There was still light left as the train sped on. He walked the length of two passenger cars before reaching the snack room. A woman was just paying for some drinks and food as Tom noticed the handsome employee who was serving her.

She made some small talked and thanked the tall black man.

"Hello sir, your just in time. I'll be open 10 more minutes before I close the car for the night. What will you have?"

Tom's sex crazed mind was in overdrive. He smiled and looked directly into the black man's eyes.

"I'll have your dick in my mouth, and need you to fuck me with it too. I have a sleeping car, unless you have one yourself as an Amtrak worker. You look like a guy that might like getting off tonight."

The black man was shocked. He was happily married and his wife was pregnant with their first child. He had never been approached so boldly by an obviously homosexual man.

"Shit, you don't mess around do you?"

"I'm dead serious man. I like to have sex with men. And you will be the first black guy that I have ever sucked his dick for him. I really fucking want to man, what do you say?"

"OK, go back in wait in the bathroom while I close up shop. My room's down the next car and you can blow me there."

Tom smiled widely. He was in a state of insatiable lust.

"You gotta friend that wants his dick sucked too?"

 

[ericrodman101]

"Hey Jerome, how did this guy know you are gay?"

Jerome locked the cash register while his colleague Zander primped himself in the mirrored back of a display stand.

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"I'm not gay Zander. You know that."

Zander turned and admired his ass in his tight Amtrak uniform.

"Not fucking gay? Man, you and me are about to throat fuck some white guy whose hungry for black cock and you're not gay."

Jerome switched off the light over the window.

"Two hours to sun up and we'll be back in here serving coffee. It's too short to get a decent sleep so I thought, why not stick my cock into something warm, wet and willing? Huh?"

He lifted the hatch and stepped out of the kitchen.

"And we know you're gay, girlfriend," he said, slapping Zander on the ass.

Zander leaned forward and pecked Jerome on the cheek. His friend flinched and wiped his face with the back of his hand.

"Why haven't you fucked my mouth, then? I'm warm, wet and willing."

"Man, you fuck so often your holes will be as loose as old pants."

They moved towards the bathroom, where the door swung slightly open.

"Suck my cock then," Zander said, taking Jerome's hand and placing it on his groin. "You feel that monster?"

Jerome let him hold his hand there.

"I feel it Zander, but I don't know where it's been."

"Well you'll know soon, bigman. It's going down some fucktoy's sweet mouth."

Jerome swung the bathroom door open. Tom sat on the toilet, stark naked. He greeted them with a wide smile and a hard cock.

"This is Zander and I'm Jerome."

"Tom."

Zander leaned down and kissed Tom, lingering on his mouth.

"Nice beard man. I love throat fucking a man with a beard. Love the feel of beard on my skin when I've got my cock in balls deep."

He reached down and stroked Tom's cock as the white man leaned back against the wall to give his new buddies better access.

"You done this before?" Jerome asked, stepping out of his pants then unbuttoning his shirt.

"Just tonight," Tom said, wishing he'd offered his cock for sucking and not the other way round. Zander kissed him again and Tom enjoyed the other man's tongue which seemed longer and stronger than Eric's. He leaned forward and smelled Zander's chest through his open shirt.

"Just tonight? Man you are one helluva cockslut. You find some willing guy in the coaches? Happens all the time on this train. Lonely single guy away from wifey for the first time" - he waited for Tom to nod which he did instinctively - "finds a student or another married guy or some broke tourist to suck him off or spend the night."

Tom nodded again. Zander was leaning right down close, stroking his cock and feeling down inside the toilet bowl to finger Tom's ass. Jerome slipped down his underpants and let Tom admire his neatly cut cock, holding it up to give the white cocksucker a better view.

"Fuck it Jerome, you tell long stories. Tom's ready to make us both hard and happy. Yeah?"

Tom nodded a third time. Zander stood, unzipped his pants and unleashed the longest cock Tom had ever seen.

 

[PG564E]

Strangers on a Train

The massive black cock hypnotized Tom. The hard ebony bone was striking. He was drawn to it, like a moth to flame. He slipped the delicious piece of manhood into his mouth. Tom held it with both hands. One was on top of the other. That still left six inches of coal black dick for Tom to suck.

Oh, did that newborn faggot suck it. Farther down, down, 3 inches, 4, mmmm down mmmm so big. . . . fuck. . . mmmLLLLLLLL backing off for breath "awwwwww", hands holding the back of my head. . . mmmmppphhh mouth fucking me with that giant cock. ."MMMWWNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG"

Six inches of black dick drove through Tom's mouth and lodged in his throat.

Another black man had his 10 inch cock lined up on the tip of the white boy's asshole. He held his hips still, and pushed all 10 inches of fat man meat up to his belly button.

Tom almost gagged on the other black man's big penis.

 

[ericrodman101]

"Man this white guy sure takes a lot of feeding."

Jerome sat on the basin, his hands pushing off the mirror behind him, and his bare legs hanging over Tom's shoulders. The older white guy's face was buried in Jerome's groin, the black man's balls hard against Tom's face. The black cock was deep inside Tom's mouth, deep enough to go beyond the back of his mouth and into his throat where Tom was struggling to breath.

Jerome wasn't so much thrusting now as trying to wedge and screw his cock as far down Tom's throat as he could go. He was bracing against the mirror behind him and against Zander pushing into Tom's back, working his cock, inch by inch into Tom.

"Push you ass fucker, fucking push," Jerome said, looking at Zander over Tom's head, and then down at Tom. The white guy's face was red, the sweat poured down his forehead, around his nose and then glistened on his top lip which stretched around the massive cock puncturing his face.

Having inserted his massive cock into Tom's asshole, Zander simply pushed for victory, oblivious to Tom's grunting and moaning. Of course he'd lubed up first. Zander always came equipped. But the white guy was fairly loose and Zander guessed he'd been fucked up the ass not long ago. He remembered this white guy and some young student-looking guy in the diner, touching and canoodling earlier. He'd followed them when the diner had closed and watched them enter the toilet on the top floor of the sleeper. Shame it wasn't one of the toilets they were surveilling with CCTV. Maybe if the white guy survived this assault, they might be able to get the two white guys into a surveilled toilet. Zander liked nothing better than watching guys fucking on security camera. He liked to keep them with his twink gangbang stash.

But for now he reamed Tom mercilessly, his cock bottoming out somewhere deep in Tom's bowels so hard that for all of Jerome's meat in his mouth, Tom was still squealing fuck each time Zander hit the buffers.

"You gonna cum?"

"No, man," Zander said. "He ain't tight enough. This guy's been fucking a student. I saw them earlier."

He leaned down to Tom's ear.

"You been letting little white students fuck you up the ass, you filthy pervert? With their tiny cocks. Does wifey know?"

Tom grunted, relaxing his lips a little, and letting Jerome screw his cock just a little deeper into his mouth.

"A real cute little white guy too," Zander said. "The sort of guy who wanders into my club looking for big black cock and then gets gangfucked. I might give him the address before we get to Chicago. Hey, you gonna cum?"

"Nah," Jerome said. "Maybe we need to try something a bit harder. How about we double fuck him?"

Zander held still for a moment, feeling Tom breath a sigh of relief.

"You mean, two cocks fucking him up the ass at the same time?"

"Yeah."

"Let's do it," Zander said, pulling his cock out of Tom's ass so quickly the white guy popped like a cork.

Jerome extracted his cock and slid off the basin.

"You hear that man? We're gonna see what your limit is tonight."

Tom gulped.