Date: Tue, 11 Aug 1998 17:15:52 -0700
From: ncblueboy@hotmail.com
Subject: Subway Ride

This is a story about male to male sex, and is not for anyone under 18 or
anyone that doesn't enjoy male to male sex.

If you enjoyed this story or have any comments about this story, email me
at ncblueboy@hotmail.com.  This is my first attempt at writing a story.
Your comments are welcomed.


Subway Ride by Larry D

Everyday I would ride the subway into Boston from Columbia Circle after my
ride from the South Shore.  Always the same old traffic jams, and the
crowded subways.  The subway rides, although crowded and the cars dirty,
the people always fascinated me.  That made the ride into work a little
more interesting.  Since I was working at a bank, we stayed open until 6 PM
on Fridays.  That meant the subways were crammed and the expressway was
bottle necked with people going away for the weekend.

It was just another Friday morning.  There I was parking my car at Columbia
Station in the back of the lot.  As I was heading for the entrance to the
station, the lot attendant greeted me.  "Hey there Larry, hows it going?
Smile, at least you don't have to drive into town tomorrow."  "Yeah", I
said.  " Just ten more hours to go before the weekend, Jerry.  Then I can
have some fun."  Some fun, no plans, and no date.  My life was becoming
boring.

Well, it was off to the subway, and the usual crowded ride.  Being late
September, coats were back in use.  And with the wet weather we were
having, everyone had one on.  That just made everyone a little more
grouchy.  I always hated coats, they cover so much up.  Yep, I love to look
at the people.  Especially the guys.  I am 19 years old and have known for
years that I prefer men. I especially loved to sit down in the subway cars
and have a nice looking guy stand in front of me, with nothing but a hot
crotch or nice butt to look at.  Of course, as luck would have it, usually
an old, fat woman would stand there instead.

Got to work about 10 minutes earlier than usual and had time for a cup of
coffee and sit with the switchboard girl and chat.  Shirley sat on the
second floor and was able to look out of the main floor from behind the
tellers area.  She looked through a one way mirror, so no one could see
her.  She was sweet, and she figured out that I liked men.  She never told
anyone, but she was always the one to introduce me to any of the new guys
there.  Problem was most of them loved women, or were married and
henpecked.  So not much opportunity.  Bruce the head teller was a ladies
man an a ex-marine, and had a great body, but untouchable.

Before I knew it, it was 6 o'clock and it was time to close up and head for
home.  I couldn't wait to get out of there, even though I really had no
where special to go after I got home.  So I balanced my drawer and locked
everything up, clocked out and went on my way.

The air was cooling down fast as sunset approached, so I put my trench coat
on and ran across the street to enter the subway.  I rushed down the steps
and through the turngate, and walked back aways to wait for my train.  Was
feeling pretty good, and didn't know why I did.  If I only knew what was
about to happen.

The subway pulled in to the station, and a couple of people got off.  Then
everyone else crowded into the cars at once.  I looked around with no seats
in sight, then I realized there was one way in the back of the car.  The
cars had a front and back door, and the older cars like this one, had two
seats after the rear door.  The back one face inward, and the front one
faced the front of the car.  I ended up getting the rear seat which was
fine with me, as I could see most anyone around.  At least until the next
stop.  The subway started up, rocking back and forth, and jolting everyone
all around.  You felt like you were on a roller coaster at times.

At the next stop, no one got up to get out.  But when those doors opened
up, the people just charged right in.  It was like a wall of people
flooding in through the doors.  Next thing I knew, you couldn't see five
feet away with all the people.  It was just then that I realized someone
had just nudged my foot.  I turned my head back so that I was looking
forward, and there was this man standing in front me, holding on to the
pole next to my foot.  I tried not to stare, but had to looked way up at
him, to find the top of his head.  He stood there in a suit and tie plus a
trench coat.  Holding on to the pole with his right hand, he read the
Boston Globe which he held in the other hand.  Looking him over closely, he
stood 6'6", weighed probably 210 solid pounds, clean cut, light brown hair,
about 30 and the most beautiful crystal blue eyes.  He was the kind of guy
that took your breath away.

While the subway started up and he continued to read his paper, I noticed
he had on a shark skin suit.  How I loved those back in the 60's, as they
always seem to hug the outline of a man's body and show his physique.  Just
then the subway came to a halt and he turned towards the door like he was
going to leave.  Thank heaven he was just get something out of his back
pocket of his pants.  My eyes widened as I gaze at his tight and rounded
butt.  This was definitely a bubble butt.  So far there was not one thing
about this guy that I didn't like.

As the subway came to a stop, the doors opened, and more people pushed in.
I had to spread my legs so that he would have a place to stand as he moved
right up to the seat's edge.  He was standing between my knees as the
people pushed him from behind.  Here I was, sitting here with his crotch
only a foot from my face.  I could smell his cologne and his personal
scent.  The aroma was making me light headed.  He was so close I wanted to
reach out and grab hold of him and bury my face in his trench coat.

Then the doors shut and the car jolted forward and side to side, like all
subways do.  This threw him forward towards me.  I had no where to go.  His
crotch came with in a inch of my face.  That sent my mind scrambling,
thinking of what could have happened had he moved another inch closer.  I
started to get an erection, and was hoping my trench coat was covering it
up.  I looked up but he still had his nose buried in his paper.

I sighed to myself, and hoped deep inside that the next time he would land
in my face.  That way I could play innocent of what would happen, and still
get what I wanted.  I laughed to myself.  I knew this would never happen.

The subway stopped again, filling up with more passengers.  Once we left
the station we headed into the underground tunnels.  This is when the
subway car would really rock and roll with the uneven tracks in the
tunnels.  My heart raced at the possibilities.  More people crammed in,
till there was no where to go.  He was now leaning towards me, and trying
to straighten his back up again.  As he moved he stepped on the side of my
foot.  I didn't even feel the pain.  He looked down and said, "Oh, excuse
me.  Are you alright?"

"Oh, yes." I said.  Wishing he had fallen in my lap, or me in his.  He
smiled and returned to his paper.  All I could think of at that moment is
why I could think of something more to say than "Oh, yes" .  I blew my
opportunity to start a conversation.  And the deep rich voice he had kept
ringing in my head.

At this point I could barely move my head it was so crowded.  So I stared
at his crotch, waiting for the subway car to jump forward.  Sitting there I
was imagining his crotch coming alive, or was I imagining it?  I wasn't
sure, but I know I was staring at his a bulge, and praying I would see it
begin to tent out.  I probably had a smile on my face too.

All of a sudden the car lurched forward, rocked back and forth as we hit
the uneven rails going into the tunnel.  As often happens, the lights
blinked on and off a few times.  He was thrown forward.  His crotch came
right into my face.  I felt something in his pocket, I think against my
face.  Then it happened again.  Oh, I just wanted to grab him and find out
what it was that kept hitting my face.  I had one hell of an erection by
then, and was pretty sure he either had one big cock in those pants or was
getting erect himself.  I looked up but no reaction.

We pulled into the next station and no one left or entered the car.  We
were like sardines, and I was loving every minute of it.  The car lurched
forward again and sure enough my face was kissed by his zipper.  The lights
went out.  He was off balance and he reached out for support.  However, he
ended up grabbing my head to keep from falling.  This only caused my mouth
to be pushed against his crotch and his cock.  It only lasted a minute, but
it sure seemed like ten minutes to me, and I loved it.  I breathed heavily
as I was desperate for air and yet wanting to stay that way for a while.
He released his grip on my head and stood back up.  He looked down at me
with a smile and said, "I'm sorry.  Are you okay?  I didn't mean to crowd
you like that."  Many things came into my mind to answer back, but all I
could say was, "Oh thats okay.  No problem."  DUH!  I even said it with a
shit eating grin that caused me to blush.  He didn't know how much I
enjoyed that.  I don't think?

I was sorry to realize that the next stop was mine.  I kept thinking I
needed to start up a conversation with him and find out his name, where he
worked, something!  After all, I was a decent looking guy, dark blonde,
hazel eyes, 5'8", 150 pounds.  Why wouldn't he be willing to talk with me.
Other than the fact that my mind ceased to operate ever time I thought or
looked at him.

As we arrived at my stop the doors opened, I got out of the seat, to
discover he was gone.  Damn!  I blew it!  I didn't even get his name!  He
must have a date with his girlfriend, or his wife and kids were waiting for
him.  My heart sank to my feet.  I slowly walked up the stairway, out
through the station and back down the outer stairs to the dirt parking lot.

Being parked way in the back, I had enough of a walk to tell myself several
times how stupid I was.  I got back to my 57' Chevy, unlocked it and got
in.  I started it up, and began backing it up.  The only good thing about
tonight, is that there weren't as many cars to dodge to get out of this
damn parking lot.

As I manuevered my car to get out, I realized that my way was blocked by a
stalled out car and no way around it..  It had broken down right in the
middle of this one lane drive.  Now I am no mechanic.  I know some basics,
but the best I could possibly do is help push the car out of the way.  I
turn my car off, got out and walked up to the car in front of me to see
what the problem was.

There he was!  The guy from the subway, who face fucked me with his pants
on.  I must have done something right!  He saw me and spoke.  "Hello again.
This damn thing has broken down for the last time."  He looked back under
the hood and then looked at me.  "Do you know anything about engines?  I'm
afraid I don't have the slighest idea what I am looking for" he said
helplessly.  "If you can help me push this piece of junk off to the side of
the road, then you can get by.  Then I guess I will go grab a cab home."

My mind started moving in fast motion.  Here he was stranded, and here I
was with transportation.  Now this is something I could talk about.  "Sure
let's push your car off to the side.", I said.  Together we moved his car
off to the side of the lot.  "Where are you headed", I asked.

"I have an apartment in Weymouth" he said.  This must be my lucky day, I
thought to myself.  I have to go through Weymouth to get home.  "My name is
Bob, by the way" he said to me as he extended his hand for a handshake.
His hand was so big next to mine.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Larry." I said as I smiled up at him.  He was
nearly a foot taller than I, and I felt so small next to him.  "Bob, I have
to go right through Weymouth on my way home, I would be glad to drop you
off on the way."  Bob seemed to like that idea and said he would really
appreciate it.  I told him I wouldn't hear of it.

We chatted away while we headed towards the Weymouth exit off of the
Southeast Expressway.  Chatting about all sorts of things from jobs to ice
skating and hockey.  Of course, I would look over at him whenever I could
steal a glance.  From his handsome face to his great body, smooth skin, and
ice blue eyes, I just fell in love with his looks, his voice and his
personality.  He had a great sense of humor and a pleasant way about him.
In other words, he was hot.  Of course, that poorly defined bulge had my
interest.  I really wanted to see what he looked like under all that.

As we neared the exit, he said, "What have you got planned for tonight?"
"I don't have anything planned tonight.  How about you?"  I said as I
looked over at him quickly.  "Why don't you join me for supper.  I thought
of having some fish and chips, and I hate to eat alone.  We can stop at my
place first and freshen up." Bob said smiling over at me.

"Sounds good to me.  I love fish and chips.  I have some jeans and all,
mind if I change at your place before we go eat?" I replied.  I couldn't
wait to get out my suit, and to see him out of his.

"Sure thing.  I really didn't want to go out all dressed up like this to a
fish and chip joint." He said to me. I smiled as we headed away from the
expressway.  "Turn left here, and it is the third house up on the right."
It was small, but very nice from the outside.  We pulled into his drive way
and head up the walkway to his door.  He unlocked the door and we went in.
It was a very masculine but warm feeling house.  He told me to come on in
as he turn on a light and showed me the way to the guest bath.  He handed
me a towel and wash cloth as he said he would go change and be right back.

I cleaned up, changed and folded my suit up quickly.  I couldn't wait to
see him out of that suit.  We reached the living room about the same time.
Man, did he ever look great in jeans.  He had on a short sleeve polo shirt,
which showed his taught chest and fairly strong arms.  He had somewhat
hairy arms.and a tuft of hair showing at the opening of his collar.  His
broad shoulders tapered down to his 34 inch waist which gave way to his two
long legs.  As I looked back up I could see his jeans showed his big balls
and a great outline of his cock.  I knew now that I was going to be hard
all night if I got to see him like this.

We headed out and went to a nice little cafe style restaurant, We sat
outside under the stars where we got to talk and learn something about each
other.  I found out that he was a junior executive at a major corporation.
He enjoyed watching sports, and use to play ice hockey in high school.  His
parents were dead, he had no sisters or brothers and he had no girl friend.
While he talked he would smile that fantastic whiter than white smile of
his, that made my heart jump.

After we ate, we decided to take in a movie.  I can't even remember what it
was.  All I knew, was that the theatre was crowded and we were sitting his
arm against my arm, and his leg against my leg.  He had not made one move
on me all night and I was going crazy.

When the movie got out, we headed for my car and back to his place.  He
asked me to come in for a while.  Of course I said yes!

Once inside, he turned on the boob tube and he asked if I would like
another beer.  He went out to the kitchen, as I sat down on the couch.  He
apologized for the lack of furniture, but he had just moved in, and was
furnishing it slowly but surely.  The living room consisted of a very
handsome roll top desk, a console TV, and an over stuffed couch.  No chairs
yet.  So he came in and handed me a beer.  Then he dropped down into the
other end of the couch as we talked.  This couch was barely bigger than a
love seat.  I liked it that way.

We chatted a little here and there.  I yawned as I finished off my beer.  I
laid my head back and that was all I remembered.  I was out like a light.

The next thing I knew, I woke up. my head was on his thigh, and my face was
in his crouch.  I could feel his cock was hard as a rock.  His right hand
was massaging my head and his left was on my chest.  I didn't want to open
my eyes for fear he would stop.  Finally I couldn't help it, I opened my
eyes, and looked up.  He had been sitting there stroking my head and
watching me for over an hour.

"You're awake.  I was just sitting here enjoying watching you so peaceful
and asleep."  One thing I should learn is, think before you speak.  Before
I thought about it, I said, "But you definitely aren't!"  Then looked at
his crotch.  He smiled.  "I know I can't help it, I have been with you all
night and this is the first time I have been able to really touch you."

My heart skipped a beat.  My eyes must have opened wide, for he grinned at
me.  "You didn't know I wanted you all day?  The crotch in the face was not
an accident.  The car didn't break down, I had to think of a way for us to
be together.  And in the theatre, I couldn't get close enough to you."

"And all the time I thought this was a coincidence."  He pulled me to him
and he kissed me gently.  Then holding me tight, he kissed me harder.  Our
lips parted, our tongues met and he took charge.  I melted in his arms and
held him tightly too.  I couldn't get enough of this man.  As he kissed me,
he ran his big hands all over my back, from head to tail.  My skin burned
at his touch never wanting him to stop.  We parted and held each other at
arms length.  I pulled his shirt out of his jeans and pulled it up over his
head.  I wanted to feel his bare chest against my body.  He removed my
shirt, too.  He said, "I need you close to me."

We kissed again, chest to chest, holding each other tight.  He was a
romantic and foreplay was the order of the day.  His lips left mine only to
kiss my neck, chew gently on my ear lobes as I did the same in return.
Then I moved down to his chest.  With light amount of hair from nipple to
nipple and then getting thicker as it headed down to his waist.  I sucked
on his right nipple and then chewed on it gently.  He moaned and massaged
my back with his hands.  I moved to his left nipple and repeated the
action.  He moaned again and pulled my mouth up to his and brought my body
close to his.

Without warning, he picked my up and took me into the bedroom.  As he put
me down on my feet, he sat on the bed and reached out to me.  Pulling me
close, he nibbled gently and sucked on one nipple and then the other.  His
hands roaming my body.  I was so excited and I thought I would cum right
then.  Hoping this would last forever.  His touch so firm but gentle, my
skin cried out for his touch.  He leaned down and kissed my stomach as he
held on to my butt.  His hands manipulating my butt in is hands.  I was
rock hard.  Finally, he undid my belt, and unzipped my jeans.  Pulling them
down to my ankles he put his lips to my bulge and breathed through my
briefs.  My cock jumped.  He sucked on it that way before slowly lowering
my briefs.  He looked at my body and then my crouch.  He moved me back so
he could get down and remove my sneakers, socks, pants and briefs.
Spreading my feet apart, he proceeded to lick the underside of my hard
cock.  And again and again he licked it from the root to the head.  I was
beginning to ooz precum, which I don't do much.  Then he stopped at the
head of my cock, parted his lips and slowly pulled my into his mouth with
his hands on my naked butt.  He took me all the way in, held me there and
played with my butt.  Oh, if that wasn't heaven, I didn't know what was.

I looked down at him as my hands mussed up his hair.  He slow moved up and
down my shaft.  I am about average size in the cock department, and Bob
knew how to please, I, for one, had no intension of stopping him.  Not for
a minute.  However, I did want to explore him also.  At last, I made him
back off before I shot my load too early.  I pulled up on his arms and he
stood up.  I turned him around and pulled him close as I lick his cock and
balls.  He moaned.  I noticed that he had a 7-1/2 inch cock, nice full
head and average size shaft.  I let my lips part and he slid slowly into my
mouth.  As his cock slid back into my mouth, he became dizzy from the manly
aroma from his body.  He had a fresh smell to his skin, and the taste of
his cock was just what I had hoped for.  Best of all, I could taste the
precum that he had start to produce.  (I am so glad now that that was
before safe sex was such a necessity.)  My hands on his ass, and his cock
in my mouth, I looked up and saw him smiling down at me.  He put his hands
gently on my head and began to move in and out of my mouth.  He picked up
spead after a short time, but never moved too fast.  Then he said, "I don't
know how long I can hold out.  We might have to do it several times to get
this right."  The smile on his face was of friendship and enjoyment
combined.  I pulled off and I said it is up to you when and how.  So he
proceeded to pick me up put me on the bed and straddle my face.  He lowered
his cock into my mouth as he took mine in to his.  And he fucked my face as
sucked my cock with a rthym that brought us both close to climax in
minutes.  I couldn't hold back when I felt his cock explode into my mouth.
I let loose at the same time and we both kept shooting into the others
mouth.  I savored the sweet but slightly salty taste of his cum.  He seemed
to shoot for a long time, but not long enough for me.  I milked his shaft
as he milked mine.  He then pulled off of my shaft, turned around and
kissed me.  I could taste my cum on his tongue and he could taste his on
mine.  They mixed and we laid together for several minutes in each others
arms, kissing, cuddling, fondling and cooing.

Once we had a chance to just lie there and get to know each other better, I
saw this devilish grin come over his face.  He said, "I want you.".  I must
have looked horrified, but didn't realize it.  "I want you inside me."
Then I realized what he meant.  I had never had a real man's cock inside of
me before this, and although I wanted to try it, I was afraid.  But I knew
I would love to do it to him.

I rolled him onto his back.  Spread his legs, licked his balls and that
very tender area below his ball sack.  There is a very sensitive nerve in
that area, and if done right, can be a very sensual feeling.  I move his
legs up and began to lick back to his hole.  He had such a tight, rounded
butt.  I was really going to enjoy pleasing him.  He rolled over and stuck
his butt up, with a pillow under his stomach, so that his hole was easier
to acess.  I ran my tongue all around his crack as he beg for me to target
the entrance to his butt.  I moved on to the target and began to tongue
that hole.  "Oh!  Yes!  Don't stop!"  He repeated as I continued my assault
on his entrance.  Then I could hold off no longer and put my cock head to
his entrance.  I pushed forward gently and he back.  The head slipped in.
I stopped.  He caught his breath then slowly but surely pushed back into me
until I was all the way in.  Some how he managed to roll over back on to
his back, and smiled at me saying, "I want to watch you.  I love what you
do to me."  Then he leaned up and kissed me hard.  As he held on I began to
pump his tight ass slowly.  Then a little faster.  He could work his ass
muscles so that I felt like a hundred fingers where working away at my
cock.  I shot my load sooner than I had wanted.  When I began to shoot, so
did he.  My hand pumping his cock as he shot over and over again.  White
thick globs all over his chest and mine.

Once we had milked the last drops from our shafts, I fell onto his chest.
"I can't seem to get enough of you."  I smiled.  Kissed him long and hard.
"Think we can keep this up for a while?"  He only grinned and then said, "I
have no plans all weekend.  Let's enjoy as much of it together as we can."

We lay in each others arms for hours.  Not speaking a word for the last
half hour, he looked down at me and asked, "Are you all right?  Whats up?"
I looked up at him and smiled.  "I feel so peaceful and at ease with you."
He kissed me then.  Smiled.  "I have something to tell you.  I have loved
everything we have done so far.  However, there is one thing we haven't
done, and I want to try it.  But I am not sure that I can do it?"

He looked at me with a question in his eyes.  "I want you inside of me.
But I have never done it before.  I know it will hurt, but I want you to be
the first."  He just leaned into me and kissed me with such passion.
"Don't worry, love, you can stop at any time.  I don't want to hurt you."

I rolled him over onto his back.  Straddling him chest in a 69 fashion, I
leaned down and sucked his shaft hard.  He leaned forward and began to rim
my butt.  His tongue was so hot, and so firm, that he actually pierced
through my hole entrance.  I was getting hot and turned on by now.  He
gently pushed a finger into my hole to loosen me up.  Then later another.
He was so gently I hardly knew what was happening.

I lifted off his cock, and he removed his fingers as I turned around and
faced him.  I leaned down and kissed him.  With no warning, I straddled his
cock and placed it as my hole.  I sat slowly down on his cock, trying to
get the head to slip past that ring of muscle.  Finally, in it went.
"Ahhhh!"  I moaned.  It hurt as I knew it would.  He held my butt so that I
could get use to his presence in my butt.  Leaned up and kissed me.  Not
realizing it he began to lean back and his cock slipped slowly deeper
inside of me.  I was so intent on our kiss I felt no pain at all.  Finally
he laid back down and was over half way inside of me.  I slowly lowered
myself the rest of the way.  "You feel so good in there.  I knew you would
be gentle with me."

I began to ride his cock.  He began to pump in and out.  Shortly he sat up
and rolled me onto my back and began to pump my as at a steady pace.  We
were kissing as he pushed it in deeper and deeper.  "Oh, don't stop.  Babe,
that feels so good."  It seemed like no time at all, when we both were
about to shoot.

"Larry, I can't hold back!  I'm cumming!  Ahhhh. Ahhhhh!"  I could feel one
spurt after another.  Feeling his cock swell and shoot caused me to follow
suit.  I had covered us both in hot cum from crotch to chin.  As our climax
finally came to an end, we fell into each others arms and kissed.  He
looked at me and I looked at him, and we knew that this was just how we
wanted it to be.

We spent the weekend together and never left the house except once to eat
real food.  We met several times after that, but as luck would have it, he
was transferred to another part of the country.  We were never to meet
again, but the memory of him will linger on in my mind as one of the most
pleasant times of my life.