I apologize to those of you who have been waiting for the next post... and thanks for your patience!
Chapter 22: Back to London and on to Austria
So we all got on the train and settled in our compartment. I need to describe it, as it's fairly standard from what I saw in Europe but not everyone may be familiar with it. There's a small hallway on one side of the train car, and then a sliding door that opens onto a compartment with a bench on either side. There are usually three fairly decent seats in each bench and in between a very small ledge in front of the window that's on between the seats looking out of the rain.
We put our bags up on the overhead rack and handed the tickets over to the conductor when he stopped by. We ate some sandwiches we bought in the station (not bad, actually) and started to settle in for the night. The train was scheduled to take somewhere around seven and a half hours, so we spent a couple of hours playing cards again.
Eventually we turned down off the overhead light and closed the curtain, hoping we wouldn't be disturbed since the conductor had already checked our tickets. I had a small reading light that I attached to a book, and I laid down in Ben's arms and started to read. On the other bench across from us, Greg and Raviv kissed a few times and then laid down across the seats. Raviv took his shirt off as Greg laid down almost on top of him, acting as Raviv's impromptu blanket.
Ben wasn't falling asleep, but reading over my shoulder, occasionally looking up at Ravi and Greg. I was, too, as they were calmly and quietly making out and behaving as though we weren't even there. I could feel a small bulge developing in the small of my back where Ben's dick was reacting to what he was seeing on the other bench. I tried to focus on my book, but it was difficult. I did move around a little, though, then reached behind me and rearranged Ben's rod so it was in a more comfortable position for both of us.
He chuckled and kissed me on the edge of my ear and then went back to half-reading over my shoulder and half-watching the boys.
After another chapter of my book I was really losing focus and decided to make a concerted effort to fall asleep. I put the book on the ledge and got up to use the restroom. I grabbed my toothbrush out of my bag and slid the door open, then walked down the hall to bathroom at the end of the car.
I used the facilities before washing my hands and then brushed my teeth. While I was brushing, there was a knock at the door and Raviv asking, "Jake, you in there?"
I opened the door, toothbrush still in my mouth, and mumbled, "Yes?"
"I've got to go!" he said, and basically pushed me out of the way while opening his fly.
I finished brushing my teeth and started to leave when he stopped me. He was washing his hands, pants still undone, and he asked if he and Greg were bothering me or Ben.
"No, but I'm ready for bed... I don't know if you guys could be a little quieter, but I think it's bedtime," I said.
"Damn. I was just getting into it. Could you... um, could you send him down here?"
"I suppose; I'll tell him."
So I walked back the corridor to our compartment, only to find Greg looking groggy and tired.
"Get up!" I said, tapping his leg, "Your man wants you in the bathroom."
"Ugh. I'd rather sit here."
I looked at him, and he clearly wasn't going anywhere. So I turned around and went back down the corridor to the bathroom. Raviv was a little disappointed to see me instead of Greg, but I told him what had happened.
Within seconds, Raviv had stripped his remaining clothes, leaving himself entirely naked (no socks or shoes either), and handed me everything.
"Throw all of this at him and tell him I'm waiting," he said.
So BACK down the corridor again, and I walked in and threw it all at Greg, exactly as I was supposed to.
"Raviv said to tell you he's waiting. And I'm NOT going back down this corridor again, either!"
"Then I guess I'd better go down there," Greg smirked. And Greg got up and walked out of the compartment.
Ben and I decided to turn out the light and try to get some sleep, but we were interrupted ten minutes later. The door to the compartment slid open and Greg and Raviv walked in, Raviv sporting a serious hard-on. They were giggling and holding hands, and as soon as the door closed Raviv was kneeling on the floor pulling Greg's jeans (already unzipped) and underwear down.
I closed my eyes and rolled over, lying on Ben's chest. I looked towards the backrest of the bench we were lying across and closed my eyes. I could hear Raviv slurping away on Greg's dick, and it didn't take long until Greg let out a little sigh. Raviv actually made a bit of noise, clearly enjoying the reward for his hard work. I didn't hear any more noise a few minutes later and fell asleep.
I dozed on and off throughout the night - I don't think any of us slept all that well, to be honest. But we did sleep a bit and when I opened my eyes Raviv and Greg were cuddled up next to the inner wall of the cabin looking out the window at London (what we could see of it) as we were pulling back into the city.
We got back to Greg's apartment and took some serious naps before getting up to leave. Ben and I were heading back to Austria and had quite a long way to go - he and I were both taking the train all the way.
The four of us headed towards Waterloo so Ben and I could get on the Eurostar train. Raviv and Greg were really sweet and kissed us both goodbye and then went off to do who knows what - though we could make a guess, I suppose.
Ben and I boarded the Eurostar and raced to Paris, then hopped a train that took us to Zurich. We got to Zurich and it was pretty late, so we quickly tried to find a hostel or a cheap hotel near the train station. We were fortunate and found a place right away. They had a room available, two single beds, and we bunked down right after dinner.
The next morning we got up and headed for Innsbruck, where we changed trains again to head down to Klagenfurt.
All I can say is that Austria is absolutely beautiful; prettiest country I've ever seen.
We were in a compartment on a nearly empty train, and after reading for a couple of hours we were getting bored... and then frisky.
We were talking, sitting across from one another looking out over a valley as the train chugged its way up the side of a mountain. It was a breathtaking sight, and while I was looking up the hill, Ben was looking down, into the valley, behind the train basically. He pointed out a castle or fortress or something off in the distance, and I got up off my side of the compartment in order to better look out the window.
Ben grabbed my hand while I was standing there looking out the window, and we held hands for a little bit before I turned to him and leaned in and kissed him. He kissed me back and our lips parted as we ran our tongues around one another's mouths. I started to caress Ben's chest through his shirt and sat down on his lap, straddling his legs with mine.
The conductor came by and knocked right as we were getting involved and I quickly jumped up. We presented our tickets - it had taken him a long time to get to our compartment on the train - my guess was he hadn't cared for most of the journey. Anyway, I sat back down on the forward-facing side and Ben sat across from me. He pulled out some cards and we decided we'd pass a bit of time playing a fast-paced game that's a mixture of two people playing solitaire and war... it's interesting and fun, but I'm not going into a big description.
However, there are ultimately to piles of cards and the "winner" of a round gets his choice of which pile to take to continue the game - the goal being to have zero cards left in the end.
To spice things up, we were going to pause at every round and whoever lost and had to take the larger pile of cards also lost an item of clothing. Typical...
So we started to play, and Ben was really good at it. Granted, he was the one who had to teach me. Within about four minutes I had gotten the hang of it... however, I'd also lost my shoes and socks. Within ten minutes Ben was missing his shoes and I was stark naked. One more round...
And I lost. I didn't mind so much - it was a fun game (and I got better at it), and I certainly didn't mind stripping down. And as the overall loser, well, I was banned from my clothing for at least a little while. Ben told me he'd let me know when I could have my stuff back. He did give me a nice little massage, however, as compensation for losing.
He rubbed my shoulders and down my back to my lower back, kneading my muscles and really relaxing me. It felt great, and the gentle thrumming of the train along the tracks was rocking me to sleep pretty quickly. I am pretty sure I fell asleep until Ben started to massage my ass. It was nice, and it turned me on. He was just rubbing and kneading my cheeks, and I was getting a little more turned on.
Finally, what I was hoping for, Ben opened his bag and pulled out his little bottle of lube. He just put a little bit on his hand and ran his hand down my crack. It felt great. He ran his fingers up and down, from the top of my crack, down over my hole, and down to that space right behind my balls. He did this a few times before putting a little bit more lube on his hand and running his hand through again; this time, though, Ben stopped at my hole, running his finger over it several times before pushing in gently. It felt soooooo good. I was really relaxed, the gentle rhythm of the train, and now something (not big) inside me. I was in heaven.
Ben basically massaged my ass inside and out for a few minutes before asking me to lift my ass a bit. I readily complied and Ben slid his finger in and out, then progressed to two. He stopped there, though, and asked me to stand up.
I did, and leaned over the bench, putting my hands at the top of the seat cushions. I spread my legs, hoping that I was about to get a little treat.
Ben unzipped and pulled his jeans and underwear down, releasing his stiff dick. He lubed up and slid into me easily, and it felt great. He slowly slid in and out of me, long great slides almost all the way out and all the way in. Ben leaned over and grabbed my shoulders, pulling me back to his body - he was completely clothed except for his exposed dick - I could feel the zipper of his jeans scrape my butt when he pushed all the way in.
It was really erotic - I was really, really turned on, feeling my buddy fuck me slowly. I turned and looked at the window and asked him to move with me. "I want to look out the window." So there I was, naked, slowly being pleasured, with Ben's arms wrapped around me while he slid in and out, looking out over Austria.
Ben can go and go, and leaned on the window while I let him have his way with me. It felt great, and was intensified by a slight fear of heights and the only semi-private nature of our location.
A town started to come into view in the valley below, and I was trying to think of where we might be. I was getting close - I knew it wasn't going to be long. I reached up and grabbed the top of the window, gripping the top of the frame with my fingertips and taking some of the load off of my legs. I was standing on my toes anyway, what with Ben being so much taller than me. It was good to hang a little, spread out, pressed up against the window.
I had closed my eyes and turned to my right, pressing my left cheek to the glass of the window. I hadn't felt the train slow down and didn't know what was going on until I opened my eyes -- when I felt the jolt of the train as it came to a full stop. I was not expecting that and was shocked to see that we were in a train station, though we were on the far track from the platform - the platform was across the tracks in front of the window, so at least no one that might see me would be boarding the train.
But plenty of people saw me. Holy shit! I was standing there getting fucked and across the tracks, a bare twenty to thirty feet away maybe, were a good dozen people, most likely a lot more shocked than I was.
Ben and I were towards the end of the train, and he was so into it he had no idea. And I was so close I couldn't stop. Standing there, looking out the window and seeing other people staring at me, I shot my load onto the window. But pressed up against it like I was, my cum was being rubbed all over the window by my body as Ben fucked me up against it.
He kept going, and a minute or two later we began to move. My cum was still all over the window and I was still pressed up against it as we moved forward. We were halfway down the platform on the way out of the station when Ben looked up and gasped at the large crowd, several people pointing at the train - at us! He quickly pulled out and dropped down below the window line, totally embarrassed.
I dropped, too, mortified to be the only one standing there and - I don't know why I feel this way - looking even more perverted. I was pretty much okay with it while Ben was there, but felt oddly gross the moment he ducked out of view. Maybe I'm crazy, I don't know - that's just the way I felt.
I hastily put my clothes back on and Ben zipped up, grabbing a napkin from the snacks we had eaten earlier and wiping my jizz off the window. The napkin really didn't do a ton of good - Ben got a lot of it, but the rest was just kind of smeared all over the place. I was dressed by the time we got to the end of the platform and within a minute or two we had left that compartment altogether and moved back a few to another empty one. We put our stuff down and just sat there. Ben was really embarrassed and didn't say anything for a long time.
Poor guy - he was really into it until our unfortunate little train station display. I had gotten off but Ben hadn't.
We got to Klagenfurt that night, the city where he had been in school all summer. We went to his dormitory room and climbed into bed. We were having a bit of trouble getting to sleep, laughing repeatedly about what had happened, and we both got worked up. We had sex again right before falling asleep, him lying on his back while I bobbed up and down on his dick. Ben came pretty quickly and I just leaned forward, the two of us kissing while his dick emptied itself into my ass. I didn't move my body, trying to keep him inside me, while he wrapped his arms around my back and we laid there like that for a long time.
Finally, so we could sleep, we rearranged - he stayed on his back, but I pulled off of him and laid down half on his right side and half on the bed. It was like when we had shared the small bed in Greg's flat. Cozy, perhaps a little small, but enjoyable.