He didn't apologise but I said very quietly don't worry. He pressed against me and I pressed back. I soon got a huge hard-on.He reached behind himself...and put his hand on my stiff cock. No one could see anything because the carriage was so crowded.He kept his hand on my cock and started to fondle me through my trousers. I whispered in his ear 'nice aftershave.' He held my cock and squeezed a bit. Then he put his hand in my pocket. Bumped up against me again and got out at the station we had. "Damn! You like your showers hot, don't you?"Nicole laughs as she turns around to face me, wiping the water out of her eyes with both hands."Yeah, the water heater in my place is busted. I only get to take lukewarm showers most of the time. When I get to shower somewhere else, I turn it up hot enough to last me for a while."I tippy-toe back into the shower, gradually acclimating myself to the hot water. The shower stall is cavernous, obviously designed with wheelchair access in mind, and the. It was a naughty thing to do and they had a lot of fun doing it to keep their boyfriends on their toes.Mary was happy to at least have Patrick to fall back on because she wasn't getting many offers from the other lads all chasing after her two beautiful Sisters Kathleen and Ruby. She would often borrow her sister's dirty undies hoping that their sexiness would some way rub off on her and she could attract a really handsome fellow with lots of good prospects. In the meantime, she would have to. "What's Carlos actually like, Brian? And what does he look like?" Trust me, babe you will recognize him when you see him."It didn't take long until he arrived. Carlos, as the name probably implies, is a Mexican from San Diego, CA. He was 6'2" tall and very slender with a nice tan. He wore brown pants and a white muscle shirt with some chest hair showing. To top it off he wore a trucker cap with his black locks showing underneath. As I expected he didn't make a big effort to get done as he.