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Standing on the left side of the station waiting on the train’s arrival is an older man seeming to be intoxicated but not remotely drunk. He has a very distinct and rugged intellectual look to him. Hair is the color of dark brown, blue eyes are alluring and tempting enough to have made the dark haired young man appear out of nowhere on the same platform making the young man feel that he is being touched all over, and “wet” is the only word on both their minds as if telepathically having hardcore and nasty sex. Balls deep and real nasty. Yes, and even the older man knows what he is making this young man feel right now: wet. But the older man is unsure if the young man would love to have it with the older man his way. The older man also doesn't judge if the young man wants having multiple men balls deep inside him because jealousy drives the older man more intense and inhuman. So f*****g wet, the older man wishes to bring the young man home to kiss and suck him on the lips and his n*****s, and pound him on the white walls of his place until the cops arrive at the older man’s place for a reported manslaughter, because of how loud he imagines of making this young man scream out of pain turning into pleasure you’d start thinking a murder was happening at the older man’s but it's just the older man violating every cell of the young man's. The young man looks exotic and seductive like as if he is stroking the older man’s throbbing c**k with his saliva making him feel wet underneath, that even if he were not there being sexually abused internally and sexually analyzed by the older man’s eyes and mind with unclear intentions, or if he were just an imagination formed by boredom by having to wait on the train for minutes you’d still feel your blood start rushing through all your veins and most importantly the ones wherein you release all the tension and stress formed by your day, and your manhood becoming very sensitive. Blood rushing through to your c**k. And even if it's just the young man's dark brown eyes on you. The moment too is becoming more stressful and sensitive on its way to orgasm. The older man is imagining the young man closer next to him so that he can touch his innocently beautiful face without even asking for permission, a tapered jaw and sexy long neck made to be strangled and abused until it's bruised, a pair of naturally seductive cupid bowed lips made for sucking c***s, eyes yearning to be brought to bed for its imagined body to be fucked relentlessly hard again and again from the walls without being gentle or holding back even until everywhere is wet. Until his man p***y is swollen and all livid. A silhouette only of his even can make every c**k throb and grow real hard into its size until a drop of pre-cum can be felt by any man. The older man almost wants to f**k the young man right then and there the two of them all alone waiting, which in turn makes him feel sorry for whatever he is thinking of doing to the young man if only he knew him intimately and if only they were at the older man's place. If only the two of them didn't have to wait for the train to arrive. He would have already started making the young man lose his mind with his c**k violently thrusting in and out the young man, the only words that would come out of the older man's mouth would be, "deal with it" a phrase cut short for every thrust feels like a release for every painful moan and plea for a stop. Because before he even has imagined of bringing the young man home to f**k him, he already has thought of the words, "his body has to deal with it". With all the pain being thrusted in and out of the young man, not sure if it's turning into pleasure. Because at whatever moment of them f*****g, the older man's pleasure is what only matters until every drop of warm semen is entering the young man's youthful body, filling him up and even calling him a, "w***e" by his needs. As if he is just an instrument for men for f*****g, pounding, abusing, ejaculating, masturbating, stroking, violating, and releasing every man's lustful desire through and into him. For him and other men to satiate pleasure guilt free.