Written by Irish

Gay
04 Jan 2015


I had been invited to a mate's 30th in a remote part of Ireland, this involved taking a train, the journey lasting over three hours on a line that few trains ran on.

Late Saturday afternoon I headed off, arriving at the destination at a reasonable hour. It was great catching up with my mates and reminiscing on old times, the drink and craic was flowing, and lasted well into the early hours. I think I finally got to sleep at 4am.

I woke around 10:30am the following morning feeling a bit hazy – shit, I realised the train was as 11:00am. I quickly gathered my stuff, leaving my mates snoring, and headed for the train station.

The inevitable happened as I neared the train station - I witnessed my train pulling off! Bugger, I thought, wondering what time the next one was at.

I approached the Ticket office and enquired. “Next train is 1:30pm” the ticket office guy replied. I headed towards a bench, resigning myself for a long wait, and thankfully I had my book and a large bottle of water.

About 20 minutes later it started to rain very heavily. I looked around for shelter, but there was none to be had. I heard a voice, “Take shelter in here”, coming from the ticket office guy. I proceeded and entered his small booking office. “Cup of Coffee?” he asked, and proceeded to make us both a cup. “You’re not from around these parts?” he asked, to which I replied, “No, just down for my mate's 30th Birthday.” “I know, I saw you all in the pub last night.” The conversation continued on, mainly about day to day stuff, and he asked me was I married or had a girlfriend. This is where the conversation changed - “I’m married, but not getting any from the missus” he said, and for the first time I noticed he was rubbing his crotch.

Finishing his coffee, he approached where I was sitting, and placed his empty cup in the sink behind me. As he did so his hand touched my inner thigh and lingered, my cock instantly became aroused which I knew he could feel. Taking my cup from me he grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock, which was rigid. I was in shock, what should I do?

“Hang on, I’ll be back in a second.” He left the office and pulled the shutters down on the front of the office, returning he locked the door and, standing in front of me, he began to take off his shirt and tie, still rubbing his crotch. I began to rub mine. Leaning forward he kissed me on the cheek, and let his hand slide down to my own crotch.

I responded by removing his shirt, revealing a very hairy and fit looking guy. He opened my trousers and pulled them down around my ankles, and moved down to the waistband of my boxers and began to kiss and lick my cock through them. Next his two hands were on the waistband of my boxers, and with one swift move he had them too around my ankles. Slowly he sucked my balls, then moved his tongue from the base of my cock to the tip, spending time moving over the eye of my cock.

The feeling was amazing. I grabbed his head and pushed my cock into his mouth, and for the next 10 minutes he worshipped my cock, taking its full length into his mouth. My hips began to shake as I could feel my eruption starting. “I’m going to cum.” He worked harder, and released Five or Six heavy shots into his mouth. Moaning, he said “that was lovely, I’ve not had that in a while.”

Now it was my turn. I pushed him towards his desk and removed his trousers and briefs, the hair travelled all the way down from his chest to a thick dark bush, out of which sprung his 6in cock. I began by playing with his balls, and stoking his cock, he was moaning. Pushing one finger slightly into his butt, I took his cock in my mouth and sucked. It didn’t take him long to warn me he too was about to shoot. I released his cock and stroked until he shot all over the floor.

We both got dressed, had another coffee and a cigarette. “Will you be down this way again” he asked. “ I hope so.” I gathered my belongings and returned to the platform, and 10 minutes later I pulled out of the train station.

I did return, but sadly he wasn’t on duty.


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