Gay Erotic Stories

It had been a long day at the office and I was needing to get to Edinburgh for an early meeting the next morning. Due to the late request, I was going to have to travel up in one of the standard rooms which meant that I would need to share the room with another. Although I was quite tired, my mind started to reel at the possibilities but having never travelled up on the sleeper before I was a little apprehensive of who and what might go on during the night. The anticipation was getting to me and my cock started to strain against my suit trousers.

As I approached the relevant sleeping car, a very attractive young Aussie attendant asked me for my tickets. He had a wonderful smile and I could see the tell tale signs of a lovely hairy chest beneath his crisp white shirt. He also filled out his tight trousers leaving very little to the imagination. My mind was reeling at the potential! His name was Kevin and he showed me to my room and pointed at the lower bunk. As I mentioned, I was travelling in the standard class and so was likely to have a "room mate" as Kevin put it. He did give me a wink and say that I might be lucky but if not, as he was on my return journey, he would try to engineer that I had the room to myself. By this time I was desperate to shoot a very heavy load but accepted that I might be unlucky and have someone to share with.

I got undressed and got into bed, The sheets were crisp and rubbed against my cock, making it hard. I tried to read and kept hoping that there wouldn't be any interruptions! The train started to pull out of the station and I thought my luck was in. How wrong I was! The door opened and this 40 year old guy stepped in. He was about 5ft 10" tall and stocky. He was wearing tight jeans and a nice shirt that had the top buttons undone, allowing me to see his hairy chest. He greeted me and apologised for the rather late entry but he nearly missed the train because he had been out to dinner. As he spoke he turned towards the luggage rack that was above the top bunk and placed his bag on top. As he did this, I could see the wonderful outline of his packet that seemed to be straining in his jeans.

He turned back and started to slowly undress. He took off his jeans and he had the tightest ass encased in a pair of white jockeys. He then took off his shirt to show his chest and the fur that wound its way down to his briefs and below. By now I was getting really horny and would have loved to have just pulled down his pants and given his dick a wonderful blow job. In my dreams!

The next thing is he climbed up to the upper bunk but as he did so he placed his hand down the front of his briefs and gave his cock a quick rearranging; I must have gasped as he asked if everything was ok and I nodded. I slowly placed my hand on my hardening cock and started to gently stroke it. Thoughts and ideas started flooding my mind as to what I could get up to with this hulk.

Shortly afterwards, we turned out the lights and I found myself in desperate need of relief but hoped that I wouldn't disturb my "room mate". As I was lying there on the bottom bunk, I had pulled off the sheets and was lying naked, stroking my hardon. I thought nothing of it until I started to hear movements from above.

I listened intently, thinking that my Room mate was dreaming, but after a short while it became apparent that he too was having a wank as well.

I started to moan softly as I really wanted to blow my load, but at the same time didn't want to embarrass him. Having two men, unknown to each other, playing with their cocks was mind blowing. The next thing I heard was my room mate getting out of the top bunk and slowly making his way down the step ladder. By this time I had slowly and quietly pulled up the sheet over my raging hardon.

Strangely he didn't seem to make a move for the door as I was expecting and so I reached out towards him. He had obviously pulled on his briefs but there was an unmistakable erection protruding from it and so in an instant I pulled down his briefs and placed his cock deep in my mouth.

There was an immediate gasp and I think tha5t I must have caught him off guard but without further ado, he started pumping his tick shaft into my mouth. He had beautiful balls and a wonderfully hairy crack as I ran my fingers up and down his cheeks. He asked me to slow down as he wanted to experience the same by giving me a blow job as well. He lay down on the bottom bunk with me and started hungrily going at my cock and low hanging balls. He had a wonderful tongue and every time he tickled my piss slit, I felt as though I was going to blast off all over his face.

I got him on top so that I could play with his ass and to rim his puckered little hole. He squirmed around as my tongue found its mark and he started deep throating me as far as he could, alternating between my inner thighs, balls, and crack. I started feeding a wet middle finger into his tight virginal ass and as he got used to it, his hole became moist. He had started to groan and asked me if I was going to just tease his hole or whether I was going to introduce him to the delights of man to man sex.

I moved him into position and carried on lathering his hole with my tongue as he stroked his huge member. The cock head was bulbous and was making me very horny. I started to lick up and down the shaft as he placed his feet on my shoulders. He asked me to take it slow and I suggested that we use the natural rhythm of the train to help with the entry. I condomed up and lubed his hole with some KY.

He was rock hard and he seemed intent at allowing me to enter his inner chambers. I positioned my cock at the entrance and slowly pushed inwards. As the train was now moving very rapidly, the tracks provided a wonderful rocking motion which helped him adjust to the entry of my hard dick. He had started to groan as my cockhead passed the entrance and started to make its way deep into his channel. He was doing well and on several occasions asked if I was fully in; the answer was no, but close!

Suddenly there was a jolt and the train started slowing down and this provided the final push that was needed to bury my hard cock deep inside. He breathed heavily and I said that we would wait until he was ready before proceeding. I could feel his anal muscles tighten around my cock and then it started to relax. The train started again with another jolt and this time, I could feel my cock starting to pound him. He was now moaning heavily and begging me to fuck him hard. He asked if we could switch on the lights so that he could the process in the mirror.

This was such a turn on as I watched my thick cock extract and then re-enter his tight love chute. He was gripping me and arching his back so that I could see the hairs on his arse, run up and down my cock as I fucked him. He started to quiver saying that he was so close and wanted to come, especially if I was deep inside him.

I started to up the tempo and could feel his muscles clamping down on my shaft, pulling my foreskin back against the shaft. I told him that I was ready to fill the condom full of hot cum and that he should let me know when to release. In the next few seconds he asked me to let go and I came several times as he spasmed and sent ropes of white cum all over his chest.

He asked me to massage his cum into his chest hair. I obliged and as he started to relax, I withdrew from him and showed him the cum filled condom. He smiled and asked if he could keep it as a reminder. What could I say except that I hoped that he would provide me with the same service before the night was out.

After a short break and a cuddle, he kindly went to work on me and fucked me royally. He had a wonderful technique and my arse tingled a long time after.

We said goodbye in the morning and as I left the carriage, Kevin, the young Aussie smiled at me and said that he was looking forward to my return journey and that he too had had a wonderful evening next door.