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Subject: A Train Trip – Part 4 (adult-youth) Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. All characters depicted are above 18 years of age. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not proceed. *** This story in two parts, one from the boys side and then from the mans. I hope you enjoy. Any and all feedback is welcome to ail ** — Man’s perspective — There he was. I hadn’t seen him for months with the accursed COVID restrictions. I had been watching the news every day, patiently waiting for school to resume so that I could see Matty again. No school had meant he hadn’t been on the train, and my eye candy of all the kids riding it were gone, FINALLY, all that was over. Today, the kids were back, and I knew he would be there somewhere. Hours earlier than anyone else. Waiting for me. Pacing up and down the train, I knew he would have been on here somewhere. All the other carriages were basically empty, as most other jobs weren’t back at work yet. The seats were all vacant; there was barely a soul on board. That is when I saw him again, sitting alone in the last cabin, with his back against the wall. Matty was sitting by himself against the window. I made my way down, making myself known as the train lurched up to full speed, the wail of wheels on the tracks. I got a tingle in my loins, remembering all the time I had spent with him before, and it felt good to finally see him here again. He was all dressed up in his school grey uniform once more, all tidy and ironed, all smart and ready to learn. He noticed me right away, then looked back out the window into the darkness of the underground. “Hello Matty! Did you miss me? ” I asked, dropping myself down in the seat next to him. “We had a lockdown. There was no school, “he replied flatly to the darkness outside. It felt like a lifetime since I had this boy in my apartment alone. I dreamed about him nearly every night. His back was facing me, but I had missed him so much. I leaned over, resting my head on his small shoulder. His personal space is no longer a concern of mine, as I touched him again at last. “Heheh, well I missed you Matty. How is that sweet bumhole of yours? ” I whispered into his ear, “Does it still smell good? ” Matty squirmed in his seat. It has probably been a while since someone has talked about his body like this. “um, I dunno…what if someone sees us?” “It’s just us here, Matty. We got the whole carriage all to ourselves. Please, can I feel that young cock of yours again? ” “I um, ran out of time this morning. I didn’t have time to shower.” “Even better, I like it natural. Unbutton your shorts, let’s have some fun like old times. ” Matty sighed, and turned around, doing as he was told. I couldn’t wait to get my fingers on that little tool of his again. As he unbuttoned the top of his dress shorts, he unzipped a bit too, showing a flash of stripy blue-white briefs inside. Without delay, I pushed my hands inside his clothes. It was like it was my God-given right to touch this boy, and this damn pandemic owed me this. My hand disappeared into his underwear, and I felt the humid heat of the boy’s warm crotch against my palm. I took his nice, slender cock, and rolled it between my fingers. Matty cooed quietly as I touched him, moaning in a high pitch like only a boy can. I was glad to find he was still as hairless as the day we met. My fingers explored his undies, discovering his underdeveloped balls, before holding them in my hand. “Oh, I remember these,” I teased. “Th…they’re my balls.” He stiffened, not just in his seat, but his cock stiffened too. “I like your balls, Matty. Are they bigger than last time? ” “I dunno…Maybe a little. I can make some sperms now. The white stuff. ” “Very nice. Let’s see some then, ” I said, gripping his now almost hard cock, jerking it up and down. He had grown a little too, and it seemed like puberty might finally be marching towards this boy. His fingers clawed at the chair. If there is anything I remember from being his age, it’s that- “Oooh… Nnnngh…stooop” Matty moaned, jizzing into my hand. I felt his runny discharge flood his crotch and get onto my hand and in between my fingers. I was going to say, if there was anything I could remember from that age, it was that I could cum in seconds. Seems çankaya escort Matty here was at that time of his life too. His young, slippery cum, covering my hands. I wiped them off as best as I could against the inside of his underwear, his wet cum now plastering every corner as he refastened his pants. “Very nice.” I mused, removing my now messy hand, to examine his sticky boygoo between my fingers. “But now I’m going to be all gross all day.” Matty complained. “Well, you’ll have something to remember me by while you’re in class. Can I get a little something for jerking you off? ” I asked, patting him on the rump. “Like what?” “We’re just about to pull up to your stop. How about we visit the old bathroom, and I can check out that hot little asshole of yours again? “Um, okay. But I didn’t have time to shower, remember? ” “Absolutely fine by me!” I winked at him. … We were still alone in the bathroom together. Matt pulled down his pants and underwear completely this time, then bent over against the porcelain. I think this may have even been the exact same bathroom we visited last time. With his clothes puddled at his feet, his pale backside was mine for the taking once more, and I could still see the wet stain of his earlier cum, drying against the cotton on his briefs. I got back on the floor behind him, still worth the aching knees when I saw he had spread his butt cheeks for me, his slightly discoloured pink hole waiting for my next move. How wonderful that he remembered to do it from last time, him volunteering without instruction to present his boy hole to me. I had certainly missed this view. He was still smooth; the hole that I fucked months ago still looked a little raw even now. It looked damp too; perhaps he had recently fingered himself? A smear on the right side of his anus confirmed that he was telling the truth about his lack of a shower. I knew I couldn’t waste time or he would be late for school, so I leant in, placing my nose next to his musky hole for a sniff. Oh fuck, he reeked. My lungs shuddered the moment his odour hit me. It had been a while, and I wasn’t used to the scent of his rank hole. But like someone with an addiction, I needed more. I shuffled closer, pressing my nostrils against his shitter and snorting his hole once more. His odour assaulted my passageways to the point where I coughed; it was that strong. “See, I told you..” Matty murmured. “I’m sorry.” “No, Matty, mm Christ. Your fuckin’ asshole stinks so good… ommphhhh. ” I had forgotten how good his ass smelled. My thumbs dove in greedily, trying to push open the folds of his sphincter so I could get closer to the source. His hole was wet and juicy. There had been more than just a finger in there, and recently. “What is this stuff back here, Matty? Has someone else been…? ” “Yeah. My dad got kind of bored during the lockdown. He fucks me before I get out of bed every morning now. ” Well, that explains why he was still a little red around the edges! With my nose and tongue out of him, I glimpsed at his used hole. He wasn’t kidding. Little white bubbles were boiling up. A strip of white, creamy cum started to ooze out, dribbling down his inner thigh. His tight hole still looked fucking delicious though. It might have been another man’s seed, but his moist, wet raw hole was irresistible. I planted my face back in, pursing my puckered lips against the tender ridges of his anus. I don’t think I have ever given anyone as passionate of a kiss on the lips as I did on that boy’s butthole. Open-mouthed, my tongue went wild, lapping at his dirty hole. Matty’s hands scrabbed at the rim of the toilet as I buried my head in his cheeks. Taking a break, I took a look at my work thus far. Much of the cum was gone, but I knew there had to be more in there. I decided to do a service for him. I didn’t want him to end up with a wet patch on his school pants and get in trouble. “Push out for me, Matty. Try to push your hole out. ” “But…my butt.. I, um, might fart on you.” “That’s okay. Do it. ” “You’re so weird, Mister.” Matty replied, straining. His hole winked at me, so I knew he was doing as I asked. I quickly put my face back up at his hole, as a blast of hot air escaped, farting right in my face. Some might say something like that is vile. Putrid. But until you’ve had a young boy like him fart right in your face, you don’t know what you’re missing. This was Matty’s stink, and it smelled glorious. The hot air çankırı escort hit me like a sock to the face. As he continued to flex his sphincter at me, more of his dads thick white cum trickled from out of his hole. “Your dad sure dumped a massive load in your butt this morning, huh?” “Um yeah. He always fills me up. ” Another puff, this time directly into my nostrils as I went back for another breath. “What do my farts smell like? “Like fuckin’ off cheese and… pineapples.” “Hehehee ” Matty started giggling. “Really??” “Something like that,” I huffed. “But I think your ass is the pineapple, and your old dad’s cum is the cheese.” Matty continued laughing and jiggling. I tried to hold onto his ass as his butt started moving around more and more as he kept laughing. Eventually, he fell down on his side from laughter, ending up on the floor, laughing his now tongue-bathed butthole off. — Mattys Perspective — Covid was slowing down, and it had been ages since I had been to school. For a while, we had to do school from home online, so it had been ages since I had taken the train, or even seen my friends. I was super nervous about going back to real school because I had kind of gotten used to being home all day. Plus, I knew that going back would mean riding the train and probably seeing that man again. I hadn’t seen him in months, and I knew he would be there. I still wasn’t sure if I liked all the things we did together, and now there was someone else using my backdoor. I hoped he wouldn’t be mad at finding out. Upon arriving at the station, I found an empty carriage on the train pretty quickly. It seemed like most of the adults weren’t back at work yet so I had the whole thing to myself. I took a spot near the back as we pulled away. I was just getting myself comfortable when I saw the door at the end open, and there he was. He must have been going through the cars looking for me. I looked out the window as he came up. Here we go again. “Miss me?” he asked, sitting in the spare seat next to me. “We had lockdown. ” I told him, “There was no school.” I had thought about him for sure. Ever since we went to his apartment, I had been thinking about it. I hadn’t been without, um, stimulation while he had been gone, but he didn’t know about that yet. Plus, what I had now seemed more of a chore, than with this man. This man seemed to like me for being me, no matter what. “Heheh, well I missed you Matty. How is that sweet bumhole of yours? Does it still smell good? ” I squirmed in my seat. I still wasn’t used to him talking about my butt that way. I also didn’t want other people to hear him talking about that sort of stuff. especially about me. After all, it was my butt, and I crapped from there. Then he asked if he could touch my dick again. “I um, ran out of time this morning and I didn’t have time to shower.” I answered. It was mostly the truth. With my extra morning duty for my dad, I just didn’t have as much time in the morning. I had skipped showering, so I knew I was a little funky down there. As usual, he didn’t seem to care though, urging me on. I turned around so he would do as he asked. I unbuttoned my shorts for him and unzipped a bit so he could inspect me. No sooner had the sides fallen open, he had his hand down there, touching my stuff. He touched my dick first, running his fingers along it. It felt nice. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t missed it. This man was so nice to me. That and I hadn’t had the time to jerk off the last couple of days, and his hand always touched me in all the right places. He put his hand on my balls eventually, squeezing them gently. “I remember these,” he teased. “Th…they’re my balls.” I said, dumbly. Of course they were my balls, he would know that. Having another person’s hands on my nuts would normally have made me worried, but I trusted this guy now. He had done this all before. I could feel myself getting hard. I was like his plaything, and my dick was all his to do with what he wanted. “I like your balls, Matty. Are they bigger than last time? ” “They might be. I can make sperm now. The white stuff. ” It was true. During the lockdown, I cummed for the first time. I had been shooting out the clear stuff for a while, but now it was thicker and had white stuff in it. I was pretty proud of it because most boys my age couldn’t do that yet. The man held my cock differently now, after I told him, and he started sliding it up and down. It felt so good because his whole çayyolu escort hand covered the whole of my cock. I’d jerked off before, but he was soo much better at it. Oh my god. I was lost in the moment. It had been so long since I had had his hand touch me there. It was special. It completely slipped my mind that I was still on a train, in my school clothes. “Oooh… Nnnngh…stooop” I moaned, as I came into his hand. I could feel it going everywhere in my underwear. He took his hand out and when my briefs pressed back again, I could feel my wet and sticky cum all in there. It was all cold and yuck. “Very nice.” he said, wiping the rest of my stuff off on a chair. “But now I’m going to be all wet and sticky all day.” “Well, you’ll have something to remember me by while you’re in class. Can I get a little something for jerking you off?” he asked, patting my butt. “Like what?” I stupidly asked, knowing where he was going. “We’re pulling up to your stop. How about we visit the old bathroom, and I can check out that hot asshole of yours again? “But I told you I didn’t have time to shower, remember? I’ll be all stinky. ” “That’s fine by me,” he replied, winking at me. “Please?” … Moments later, we were back where we were all those months ago, me bent over the toilet, with the man behind me. I pulled my pants and underwear down for him, noticing my sticky load pooled in my underwear from before. Holding the basin, I leaned over so he could do what he had to do. I could feel him moving him around behind me, it was all like dejavu, or whatever it’s called. He was back on his knees, facing my butt. I remembered how this all happened last time, so I reached behind me, spreading my buttcheeks so he could look at my hole. I just hoped I was clean back there. I hadn’t taken a dump since my last shower, but the man didn’t know yet that my butt had been used for something else. The man leant in, and I shut my eyes to enjoy it. I could hear him breathing in my buttsmell so hard I could hear the air moving around. Then he shifted a bit closer this time, his nose poking me right in my ass. I heard him sniff hard again, but this time he started coughing. Oh shit, I knew it would be too much for him. My butt must stink real bad. I was so embarrassed. “See, I told you..” I told him. “No, Matty, it’s amazing. Your fuckin’ asshole stinks so good…. ommphhhh. ” Oh, so he actually liked it like that? That was somewhat of a relief. I felt him use his own hands this time, spreading my ring open wide, as he faceplanted hard against my bum, smelling me back there again. “What is this stuff back here, Matty? Has someone been…?” He had found it. My dad’s lead. I might as well tell him the truth. I told him how my dad had been fucking me in the mornings since lockdown for something to do. I was a little ashamed that I hadn’t told him already, but I felt like I had been cheating on him with another guy. He must not have cared though, because next thing i knew he was back at my hole again, this time kissing it, and licking it. He was trying to push his tongue up my pooper, really tasting it. He was going at it so hard now that I had to hold onto the lavatory just to stay up. I was simply amazed that even though I wasn’t clean, even though he had found another man’s cum in me, he was still willing to eat my ass like this. “Push out for me, Matty. Try to push your hole out. ” “But Mister..um..my butt..I um, might fart on you.” “That’s okay. Do it. ” “You’re so weird, Mister.” I said, and started to push. I could feel some of my dad’s sperm in me moving out, but it took a lot of work. His face was right there, so he literally had no escape when it happened. I kept pushing and pushing though. If he wanted it, he was going to get it. I strained hard, until it happened like I told him it would. I farted right in his face. I don’t know what it was like for him, but it certainly smelled like a wet fart to me. I think some of my dad’s cum was coming out with it too. “Your dad dumped a massive load in your butt this morning, huh?” “Um yeah. He always filled me up. ” I told him, letting rip again. “What do my farts smell like?–” “Like fuckin’ off cheese and… pineapples.” “Hehehee ” Matty starts giggling. “Really??” “Something like that,” I huffed. “But I think your ass is the pineapple, and your old dad’s cum is the cheese.” The damn burst. It was just so damn funny to hear him say it. It was just so crazy to hear someone say my ass was like pineapples. And my dad’s cum was the cheese. I couldn’t control myself and I kept laughing and jiggling. Eventually, I fell over, slumping on the floor. I was in hysterics. I didn’t care. I was crying with laughter. Any feedback always welcome 🙂 You can reach me at ail
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