Roman Makes Tom Submit, Revealing His Rock-hard Need For Release

I was in heat.“Yes, fine,” I answered. Gay porn The train stranger had come; I hadn’t. But there had been the stranger on the train as well. Sore enough to think something had. The walls, ceiling, and floor were black.I was naked. I felt the strength of his dick at the small of my back. We were both in erection. He was inside me, fucking me, both of us grunting and moaning in the silence of the raging blizzard outside. The train stranger had come; I hadn’t. The train stranger had come; I hadn’t. [This story was written for a writing exercise limiting the text to exactly 750 words.] The wind howled and the snow reached blizzard conditions as the train inched across the Rockies. The “here” had been identified, but I lost what that was in the jerk and quiet exclamation by the man as he came.Quick as that, he pulled his trousers on and was out of the compartment.Stepping down from the train I saw a line of old brick and wood buildings running parallel to the tracks. “All flushed, though. Do you know what kind of bar this is?”“I do now,” I said.