Subway
				    by
				   Situ


This is not my first time story of my sex. I am married and I have had sex
already many times. But today (Jan 19, 1998), I had one of the strangest
sex at a very strange place. This is a true story. I am not lying. You can
check it out.  This happened in New York Subway. Today was one of the most
foggiest day in New York City. I commute daily by subway to my office.
During morning peak hours, the sub way is really crowded. One has to really
push and shovel to get in. And especially during winter months, it is
worse. Because every one wears thick big overcoats and jackets. I am a
professional. So I always wear suite with tie with an overcoat. Today, as
usual, I had to shovel and force myself into the subway car before the door
closed. Every one, including women were in the same predicament.  One can
easily feel the breath of the next passenger on your neck. If you travel by
subway, you would know what I am talking about.

Today was no exception. I had a shoulder bag (my office bag) on one
shoulder hanging and I had a Newspaper in my left hand. Just holding these
two, and not being able to hold on to the rail is itself a tricky task.
When I got in, I was almost near the entrance facing in toward a passenger
who was just facing me - a gentleman with suit and overcoat in the same
predicament as I was. We were so crushed together, our bodies were pressed
against each other, his left hand right in front of my crochet and my left
hand with the Newspaper in front of his crochet. The train started to
move. I felt a tinkling feeling under my crochet. I did not mind for a
while. But pretty soon, the intensity and depth of this feeling increased,
and I could feel, a finger or two tickling my balls. Since my left hand was
right in front of his crotchet, I gently, did the same to him, thinking, it
must be this gentleman who was doing this to me. Sure, enough, the
intensity increased and, pretty soon, his hand was feeling my prick and
began to rub my pants. Of course, no one could have suspected what was
happening, since his overcoat was covering his hand work on me. I also
reciprocated. Within in no time, he unzipped his pants and took out his
cock and let it hang outside his underwear, inside his pants.  My hand was
able to easily reach into his pants and touch his real live cock, right in
the subway, no one knowing what was happening. Every time, the train would
pull to a station stop, passengers would get in and get out and the probing
would stop. Then the train started again. This time, he searched for my zip
and unzipped my pants and put his hand right inside my underwear. I have a
very hard cock and so it was awfully hot and erect. His cock was not that
very hard, only partially erect. Till now, I had not looked at his face and
I was looking away. I quickly took a look at him. He was a gentleman,
probably in the mid fifties, with a suite and tie on - probably, he is also
a professional like me working in Manhattan. Well our touching and feeling
each other continued for about five stops. I tried to milk him. I was so
scared as well as feeling funny that this was happening right there and I
did not pay much attention to what he was doing to me. All that I knew was
that he was trying to feel my head and tried to pump me as well. He had to
get down and so he was getting out along with other passenger. He tried to
get my attention. But I looked away and eyed him through the corner of my
eye. He kind of kept looking at me when he got down. Probably he thought
that I will follow him into a subway rest room to complete the job. I had
to go on to my stop, which was four or five stops from where he got down. I
quickly, zipped my pants and no one could suspect what had just
happened. And I myself was so surprised/shocked/feeling funny that this
happened to me and I just let this happen. I was scarred of course, but
then, there was some excitement in the whole encounter.

I went to my office and kept thinking about this strange sex in a strange
place with a stranger. I had hard on thinking about it the whole day. When
I reached my office, I went into my rest room, and I could feel the precum
in my underpants. During lunch break, occasionally, I visit an oriental
massage place down the street. I went there, and asked the young girl to
give me a good massage and requested her to only concentrate on my cock and
the balls. She gave me a good hand job, pumping my hardon and the balls for
nearly 30 minutes pouring baby oil on my prick and balls. And I came.  Now
I have a sore cock.

But I begin to reflect on this. Do every one who travel in the subway - are
they so horny as we were today? I wonder. I heard, that in Tokyo, this
happens quite a lot and so the subway cars there are segregated for males
and females. But this to have happened to two respectable professionals
men, this is beyond my comprehension. But hay, I know the world out there
is sexy and erotic. Some surprising things happen when you least expect
it. Enjoy it if it happens like this unexpectedly and if you happen to like
it..