I first caught sight of him in the buffet car. I'd gone down to get a drink before settling into my cabin for the night, and there he was, tucking into dinner. In his twenties, short hair and attractive face, with his t-shirt just showing the promise of a naturally lithe, toned chest, with the outline of his nipples just visible under the cotton. Now I'm not in bad shape, early 30's and have kept myself fit, but it was always nice to have something pleasant to look at...
Anyway, once I'd finished my drink I headed back along the swaying and clanking train to my berth. It looked like the train wasn't too full as there was no-one sharing my cabin, so I thought to myself that I could take advantage of the emptiness and have a quick wank before trying to get some sleep. I locked the door and started stripping out of my clothes, rubbing my hands up and down my chest and over my nipples as I took off my top, then down my treasure trail through my pubes to grasp my cock as I pushed my boxer briefs down my muscular legs. I stepped out of them and stood there totally naked in the cabin, starting to toss myself off, with images of the guy from the buffet car in my mind as I stroked myself.
I was lost in my thoughts for a few minutes as my dick got harder with the touch of my hand, then suddenly there was a clicking at the door and the guard's voice saying "There you go sir, it's all unlocked for you now. Have a good night's sleep." And, his bag in front of him, in walked the guy from the buffet car earlier. He shut the door behind him and looked at the scene before his eyes.
I immediately put my hands in front of my cock and backed away towards the cabin window, saying imploringly "I am so sorry, please excuse..." but he cut me off, responding abruptly "Get your hands away from your cock." The shock of his statement was enough to make me obey him, displaying myself in front of him, my deflating cock surrounded by its dark bush of pubes.
His next order was "Start wanking again", and I did, grasping my uncut cock and wanking up and down the thickening shaft while he watched. "I saw you in the buffet car", he said, "your eyes practically undressing me. I bet you'd like to see what I look like out of my t-shirt and with my jeans and pants around my ankles". Just the thought of this had me hardening right up, and he saw the effect of his words. "But that's not what you'll be getting tonight" he ended.
The train felt like it was slowing to a halt. "Turn and face the window" was his next command, "and pull up the window blind". My heart jumped as I feared what he wanted me to do. Out in the darkness there were lights - I could see through the window that we had come into Stafford station. Luckily the end of the platform we were stopped at was deserted, and as the light was off in the cabin I wasn't visible to the outside world.
"Now I want you to wank until you cum, and I want your cum to reach across the unit worktop in front of you all the way to the window." And with that he came up behind me, licked his fingers, and pressed them, wet and cold, on my sensitive nipples. His touch took me right to the edge. I could tell I wasn't far off now.
Then with a little lurch, the train set off again very slowly, just as a Virgin train heading in the other direction pulled into the platform opposite. And the guy stepped back and put on all the lights in the cabin, bathing me in light and making me completely visible to everyone on the platform as the train crawled past. And I was too far gone to stop, my cock bursting for release and my balls tight, so in front of the station attendant, a middle aged couple, and two laddish students in their low cut jeans, and people getting on and off the train, with my hand slowing, I started to spurt my cum across the surface, onto the window, pooling beneath me, with my body completely on show.
And then, as if it were a dream, the sleeper train moved out of the station into the dark night, leaving behind the people on the platform with their staring, shocked faces, and with me feeling ashamed and embarrassed that I had just cum in front of those strangers. And with the lights on in the cabin I could see my reflection in the window, my face, my defined body on display, my manly chest and the hairy trail leading down below my belly button, and my hand clutching my softening cock - the view they had just had.
"Now lick it up." His voice cut through my thoughts, and he reached forward and pushed my head down to the pools of cum on the worktop. I stuck out my tongue and lapped up the cooling, strong smelling and tasting liquid as ordered. I felt dirty and humiliated. Could this night get any worse?
To be continued?
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