Spanish express cajuncock
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We lay naked and spent in my small compartment on the overnight train. I'd met Gregor the evening before over drinks in the bar car of the Hotel Train from Milan to Barcelona. I'd booked it as a part of a business trip to Lisbon. Sure, I could have flown in less than 90 minutes. But the company was paying the tab and all the flights were overbooked when our travel agent tried. So here I was on the Spanish train heading west. We left right on time, a surprise to me. The car porter confirmed my dinner reservation shortly after we departed. It was the first sitting in less than an hour. I changed into my casual travel outfit and headed for the dining car, a luxurious addition to the special train. The meal was superb and I retired to the bar car for a late night cognac.
I had just settled by the window with my drink when a handsome, Spanish gentleman took the seat next to me. We had a pleasant conversation about the journey before our conversation changed to a more personal level. He talked of his many sexual adventures on European trains. Listening to him I developed an obvious hardon in my cargo shorts. He smiled down nodding to my situation saying "Perhaps you might need some relief soon. These train crews are noted for their discretion for such problems. We might want to retire to my compartment?" I nodded my acceptance of his offer.
On the way back we passed the smiling car porter who asked if we needed anything more. My new friend asked for a bottle of bubbly and 2 glasses to be delivered to his compartment. Once in his compartment he wasted no time in removing all of my clothing as he kissed his way down my body. I stood naked like my new companion when there was a soft knock at the door. I barely audible "enter" was quickly followed by the car porter with the chilled bottle and glasses. He quickly drew the curtains facing the passageway. As he moved past us to place the bottle and glasses on the window table, my companion pulled down his beltless pants revealing that he was going commando with his dark, uncut cock already hard, dripping in anticipation. He fell to his knees swallowing our stiff cocks. I moaned out loud before the moan was cut off with a kiss.
I was grabbed and turned away with my ass exposed to the porter. Without further instructions he began to devour my exposed ass hole making me moan into the kiss. Having decided that I was properly lubed I was twisted around and my ass presented to my Spanish companion. I heard him lube his uncut tool and a bottle was pressed under my nose. I inhaled deeply knowing that it would work to ease the pain of the first entry. I felt his tip press at my resisting hole. Another hit of the fumes eased me open to the hard invader. This time there was no resistance and he moved quickly into the hilt filling me fully. He fucked until he was satisfied that I had accepted my fate. He moved to sit back into the chair at the window lifting my legs up exposing my stuffed hole to the gaze of the horny porter.
The porter passed the bottle to both of us. We each took a deep hit of the powerful fumes. He took one last hit before lining up his cock atop the one stuffing my hole. I softly begged for his cock and he pushed slowly in on top of the already buried cock. The initial pain was quickly replaced with a feeling of fullness. Another hit of the fumes had me begging for both cocks to fill me up. Both men moaned, uttering words of their passion as they pushed in and out of my tunnel of love. My own cock shot off the first of many loads that night as they worked together to bring me to a second orgasm. As my inner muscles grasped their fuck sticks I shot again. This sent them off filling me with their seed. We fell onto the floor in a pile of breathless satisfaction.
We lay there until both cocks softened and left my open hole. The porter quickly dressed and left us. I recovered enough to dress and make my way to my compartment in the next car. As I undressed, my car porter brought a pail of warm water and a towel. He motioned for me to lean over the bed and proceeded to tenderly clean my well used hole. I heard him comment approvingly at my open rear. He moved his warm hand up my back as he worked. He moved to stand at my side as he cleaned my backside. I could see his hardon pressing against the fabric of his uniform pants. I moved to rub the outline causing him to moan softly. He stopped and went to close the curtains to the passageway. I stayed in position offering myself to him and any others who might want to join. I'd long ago given up any pretense of modesty. He quickly unzipped, pulling out his hard tool. I moaned loudly as he approached my offered rear. Without hesitation he penetrated fully into my well used hole making me cry out with the new pleasure he was bringing to me.
It did not take him long to unload his seed into that of the other two men. He wiped my clean, then did the same to his cock before rezipping it in his pants. As he left he pulled back one of the curtains exposing my well used bottom to anyone passing. I climbed face down onto the bed falling into a haze of pleasant dreams. During the night other men entered and used my offered body. I lost count of how many, each leaving an offering. Early in the morning the porter entered with another towel and a pale of water. I cleaned myself just as our approach to Barcelona was announced. The porter came to help with my bags, patting my ass as I stepped from the train.
Two hours later I was on the high speed express heading for Madrid where another overnight train would take me to Lisbon. I only hoped that the next part of my journey would have some more exciting adventures