The train shimmied and swayed, the captivating vibrations of the track making me feel tingly in places I couldn’t name. His eyes glittered like the midnight sky as his hands caressed my body like a swallow in the wind, our lips and tongues speaking lava in a never ending stream of pure ecstasy. This was love, love without a doubt, and I already knew I’d never feel the same again.
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He felt a surging of longing rush through his veins; the train felt strangely close and intimate. His heart raced and he quickly hopped off, slipping away into a secluded alley. A dark figure, shrouded in the night, emerged from the shadows. And he felt his whole body tremble with excitement as he leaned back, ready to experience the most thrilling train journey imaginable.
He raised his lips to my ear, whispered, “I’m ready for you,” and grabbed my hand, leading me to the darkness of the last car. His kiss was heady with the promise of pleasure as my tongue explored his. Our secret rendezvous had begun, and soon our full length embrace fastened two bodies together amidst the clacking of wheels.
The clack of the train reached a deafening roar as we pulled away from the station, my entire body thrillingly alive with anticipation. His hand, strong and confident yet gentle, squeezed my thigh as warmth and desire pooled between my legs. Suddenly, the sounds and sensations of the train seemed to fade away, leaving just us and the electric, animal desire of two men seeking pleasure.