After he showered he came out of the bathroom and asked for his clothes. I was surprised, forgetting how quickly boys shower, and told him it would be...at least 45 minutes before his clothes would be washed and dried, besides I was behind with dinner anyway. In the mean time we chatted while I fixed dinner, I could tell he felt a little uncomfortable wearing just a towel. I engaged in small talk to put him at ease, but I soon began to ask more personal questions. Things about his old. I agreed, emptied my glass, and left them at the table giggling and whispering in each others ears presumably hatching an evil plan.I was happy to play along, the room was warm, I undressed as requested, made sure my cock was just nicely firm, put a cushion under my head, closed my eyes and waited ...... I could hear them upstairs at one point, then shortly after the lounge door opened I sensed that they were knelt down beside me, one on each side. As I opened my eyes I was greeted with the. Thanks to a poorly equipped mass transit system, I could count onbeing tightly wedged into a spot on the car ... that is to say, if I couldget on at all.I vaulted up the stairs of the terminal and then found myself forced tohalt and catch my breath ... nothing like being thunderously overweight toshortchange the body of most of its talents. Seeing a train pull into thestation, I managed to push my way through the crowds and push myself rightinto a small opening in the mass horde -- my fellow. I'm coming!" he moans, probably a little louder than he should. His hand motions slow as he makes one final pelvic thrust and I witness spurt after spurt of thick, white cum shoot out of him and onto his hand and t-shirt. He continues to rub himself slower and slower, until finally, breathless and spent, he lets his cock fall limp onto his semen-stained shirt, his hand hanging limp in his lap. I'm quickly overtaken by my own orgasm, pulsating and spreading out from my cunt all the way up my.