“My left hand was inside the left pocked of my coat, pulled slightly in front of me. Through the inner lining of the pocket I could gently rub my cock which I had put down the left side of my tight thin pants. The two men looked on and seemed to say something to each other as my left hand gently rubbed. I could feel my cock begin to fill with blood and harden.”
“Then I opened my overcoat a little and pressed it up against his arm. The train was speeding along and the swaying motion of the carriage was pushing me backward and forward and from side to side against him. My hard cock poked into him. He looked up at me and then down at my cock. He tried to move away but he was trapped. The carriage was so full that he could not move away either to the side or get up.”
