Public Transportation

I had planned to go out to the club. I hadn't been feeling social for a while but the desire for a bit of romance had finally consumed me.

An alarm went off in my phone. Damn. I had a dinner party to attend. On one hand I was looking forward to seeing my friends but there wouldn't be any new faces there and zero chance of romance. I couldn't flake on them. It just would have been wrong to say "Sorry guys. I know this has been planned for ages but I need to get laid".

I put away the leather and donned some jeans and tweed. I didn't have time to shave now so I just trimmed the whiskers on my neck. Voila! It's now a beard. On the way out the door I glanced at the mirror. My hair is on the longer side now so I looked like a roguish college professor. I chuckled to myself about it on the way to the train.

I could have driven over but I live right near the BART station as do they. It is actually easier to take the train through the tube than it is to drive across the bridge anyhow. I got there without any hiccup.

The dinner party was pleasant but long. I caught the last train home. There was no chance of going out now.

Being around midnight on a Thursday I shared the car with a few other people. I was in the back of the train car with an empty car behind me. The seat was positioned facing another pair of seats, creating a settee without a table.  A very handsome guy in his mid thirties sat across the aisle from me. It was impossible to tell what mix of ethnic backgrounds he had. We glanced at each other and smiled. I couldn't tell is he was flirting or just being nice. He was a little fidgety but I figured he just had some place to be.

When we pulled into Embarcadero the last of the other passengers got off.

I mused out loud, "Seems like a strange spot to get off at this time of night."

He laughed slightly and said,

"Sometimes it's nice just to get off."

We laughed. I don't think he meant to make a dirty joke.

We pulled out of the station into the tube. The tube is the local nickname for the commuter train tunnel that travels under the San Francisco Bay.

We got up to speed then immediately slowed down and stopped.

The loudspeaker distorted at us "we will be moving again in just a few minutes."

My travelling friend swore under his breath and crossed his legs tight.

I spoke, "you're not wigged out by the tube are you?"

He shook his head, "no man, I gotta pee like a race horse." He shifted uncomfortably in his seat again.

What could I say? There are no toilets in train.

"Let me know if you spot a bottle rolling around, I'm about to burst."

I nodded and kept silent.

I could see he was really super uncomfortable now.

"Dude, you would rat me out if I pissed on the door would you?"

"Nah, not me" I said "but those little black bubbles on the ceiling are cameras"

"Shit. I forgot."

I grinned, "too bad you're not pissing champagne. I could use a drink!"

He laughed. "If I told you it was champagne would you drink it?"

I was feeling particularly mischievous.

"One way to find out"

He was amused. Every laugh brought him more discomfort.

I could see the gears in his mind turning.

"Well, I've been drinking nothing but champagne all week so it must be pure champagne."

I grinned big, "unzip then!"

He looked incredulous.

"Seriously?!"

"Of course, I can't have you pissing on the floor."

He looked around and cautiously unzipped his pants.

There was room for me to kneel in front of him. He was still weighing his options as he pulled his cock out. And what a cock it was! It was thick as my wrist and 8 inches long flaccid. It was circumcised and slightly darker than the rest of his skin.  

He held the base of his cock right. I put the head in my mouth and nodded. Signalling him to let loose.

He let go with his hand and a slight spurt shot into my waiting mouth.

He looked slightly perplexed. "It won't go now."

I released him from my mouth long enough to say "do math problems in your head." Then put gobbled as much of his cock as I could.

"22 times 8 is... Uh, 16 carry the one."

Just then a stiff stream of hot piss blasted down my waiting throat.

I could feel him get lower in his seat as his ass muscles were relaxing.

This stud really was pissing like a race horse. It was flowing fast and furious. His hot piss was spraying straight into my belly. I felt the stream relax slightly. I tapped his leg.

He grabbed his cock and stopped the piss for a second. I caught my breath, looked up, smiled and nodded.

He giggled as he let loose again.

I was in piggy heaven. Here I was sucking the piss out of a hot stranger's dick in public.

The spray of piss softened and slowed to a trickle.

"You're really digging this aren't you?"

I lifted an eyebrow and nodded.

He stopped peeing.

I dragged my coat sleeve across my mouth. "Fuck yeah man. I love it."

His cock was growing now.

"Now I'm starting to feel like I've left a job half done." I started to go down on him again.

The door behind us began to open. We both froze and tried to cover up.

A big bear of a man looked down at us. "Oh don't stop on my account, I've been watching you two for a while."

Fear and embarrassment crossed both our faces.

"Don't worry boys." He chuckled and looked straight at me. "I was looking for a place to pee, looks like I found one."

I didn't know what to think. I had just professed love for drinking piss, I just didn't know opportunity was presenting itself so heartily.

His baritone voice went on, "but I'm interrupting. This handsome fella here still hasn't had his nut. Why don't you sit on his dick while you're drinking my piss?"

It was really more of a command than a suggestion.

He was a good looking guy for being such an intimidating man. He was very tall and barrel chested. His long beard probably his a handsome face.

"Here. You stand up and turn around Mr Tweed."

I did as I was directed. His giant hands undid my belt from behind. Very quickly my bare ass was in his face. He bent me forward and started tonguing my hole. His beard felt like I'd backed up to a dry, mossy tree but his hot tongue darted into my shit hole to lengths I wouldn't have guessed possible.

My handsome friend seemed to be enjoying the scene. His cock had grown from large to huge.

My Haggrad looking ass muncher broke off from my honey hole. "Now that should do it. Sit down on that pole."

I hobbled over and lowered my self onto that beautiful cock. Despite the deep rimming, my asshole was not really ready for a cock of that size. The spit helped but this was big.

His head was in and I was working down the girthy rod bouncing ever so slightly all the way.

All I could utter was "Unngh.."  My groans were met in like.

Our giant director spoke again, "Now that's what I like to see. Everyone enjoying themselves." He laughed, "now Mr Tweed, if you'd be so kind to open your mouth."

I was in a fuck frenzy. I couldn't have stopped if I tried. That thick cock was going places few had ever gone. I blinked a few times and opened my mouth.

The man stood up took a fistful of my hair and I looked up at him. He shoved his fat cock right in my mouth. I didn't even have a chance to see it. Thank god he was still soft. I sealed my lips around it and nodded.

He sighed a great relief and began to fill me with piss. The taste filled my mouth. It was acrid and tasted slightly like flour. It's difficult to describe. I could see a reflection of us in the window. Fuck this was hot.

Haggrad continued pissing but his stream was slowing. He hadn't needed to pee all that bad I guess.

My ass was becoming accustomed to the size of my friend. I was steadily rising him like a carousel horse up and down.

I didn't want to bounce too hard and disturb the cock in my mouth.

Now that he was done pissing my hairy friend's cock began to grow. There are few sensations I enjoy more than a fat cock growing in my mouth.

Between bouncing on that fat cock and a full stomach of piss I was feel a little queazy but my aching cock and my hungry ass hole was helping me persevere.

I concentrated on swallowing as much of that unseen man pole as I could.

The handsome guy was grunting away.

"Fuck man, your ass is amazing. I love your fucking hole."

The larger man chuckled"Oh is it that good? I want to try it out too."

Handsome began to slow down apparently to give the big man a chance at my fuck hole."

No, no. Don't get out. I don't mind sharing."

Before I could protest he shoved his dick a little further down my throat.

I was a little scared. My ass was more relaxed but it was still extremely full. My eyes watered.

"Don't worry Mr Tweed. My dick ain't that big. You'll see, it'll slide right in."

The big man let go of my unruly mane and exited my mouth. I could see it now. Not that big?! It was fucking huge! I wasn't sure if I could take him alone much less along with another huge dick.

He dropped to his knees. Handsome pulled out to the point only his glans remained inside me. The big man placed his arm sized, veiny cock up to my yawning hole and began to push. He was not forceful just consistent. He shoved in a good 4 inches and instructed my other fucker to enter. He also slid in several inches. I could feel my ass lips stretching to their limit.

I was suspended with my arms around my bearded friend my feet no longer touched the ground. They both fucked tiny little movements in and out. Gravity impaled me onto these giant cocks. I have been fisted several times and this was larger stretch than a fist.

I was seeing stars. I was beyond words.

They lifted me up and lowered me down again. Over the course of several minutes they worked together to lift me up a few inches and drop me down onto their combined tree trunks. Each time I sunk a little lower until I was landing squarely on Handsome's pubis. I knew they were in me at least as deep as Handsome could bottom out.

The loudspeaker sounded again. I have no idea what it was saying.

They were picking me up and dropping me at a rapid pace now.

"Ugn.. Yes.. Ugn.." Was all I could utter.

The train jolted and began moving.

One of them said they were going to come. The other agreed.

Suddenly my hole was vacated and I was laid in my back on the seat. Instinctively I opened my mouth. I thick ropey blast of jism shot into my mouth then another and another.

The guys were making grunting sounds. I couldn't even tell who's cock was shooting which load.

I was delirious with excitement and contentment. They shot copious amount of gooey come in my mouth. I looked at one then the other and swallowed.

The big man offered his cock to my mouth.

"Lick off the last of it"

I raised an eyebrow, "No thank you. I don't do ass to mouth." They both laughed out loud.

I raised the other eyebrow, "what? Do you really think I'm that kind of dirty whore?"  

We all adjusted our clothes while laughing. I raised my jeans over my complaining ass and straightened my messy hair with my fingers.

My stop was coming up next. I winked at them both as I exited the train. I didn't look back.

Sometime later I was looking through Craig's list "missed connections" I saw a post that read "Last BART train last Thursday. I had to pee. Meeting you helped. I have our other friend's contact info too."

And also,

"We watched wild dudes in other BART car. I should have asked your name. Would like to meet you again and do what they were doing."

Apparently I could meet them again and perhaps invite our shy fans to join in. We'll see.