[Training on the MRT] (Parts 1-4)

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Training on the MRT
Author: gemini9
chapter1 Friday 6:30 p.m. After a long day, all I wanted was to go home and take a
hot bath to wash away the fatigue accumulated throughout the week. Unfortunately, I was still on the MRT, and the rush hour crowds combined with
the weekend partygoers had made the already packed carriage even more crowded at Ximen Station
, forcing me to press myself against the window, unable to move.
Suddenly, a captivating scent wafted into my nostrils—the faint body
odor of a tall young man in front of me. The crowd pushed me behind him. He was wearing a loose white Nike jersey and
matching loose red basketball shorts. He was a little taller than me, probably around 185cm. The jersey draped over
his broad shoulders, the sleeveless design revealing the strong muscles of his arms, and upon closer inspection, I could even see faint
black hair under his armpits. His jersey was slightly tucked into his shorts, revealing a taut waist and narrow hips
. The thin fabric of his basketball shorts clung to his hips, outlining a shapely bottom. Below that
were two smooth, firm calves and a short section of thighs covered in fine hair. His well-defined muscles
and bronze skin clearly showed the results of frequent running and playing. He carried
a backpack from a prestigious high school in Taipei, probably around 17 or 18 years old.
The scent emanated from him—a faint smell of soap mixed with a hint of sweat. He'd likely
showered at school after playing basketball, and the sweat from his jersey lingered. Ah!
The wonderful smell unique to young men! Sniffing, I couldn't resist moving a little closer, like a perverted uncle, wanting to
take a deep sniff. Since his back was to me, I couldn't see what he looked like. But looking at the
smooth, bronze skin on the back of his neck, and smelling that alluring scent, I couldn't help but fantasize.
The train pulled into Taipei Station, and more people squeezed in. The boy in front of me was jostled to the side, and now I could
see a tiny bit of his profile. But the important thing was that the reflection in the window allowed me to clearly see what he looked like.
Wow! What a handsome young man! Thick eyebrows and big eyes were standard features, along with a straight nose and slightly resolute
lips, forming a well-defined, mature yet slightly boyish handsome face.
The crowd that had just squeezed in made the already packed carriage even more densely packed. Now I was practically pressed against the high school student in front of me
. The thought of being so close to a young man with a strong physique and handsome face made me almost
freeze to death.
Just as I was enjoying the pleasure of being so close to a handsome young man (after all, such an opportunity is rare!), I suddenly
felt his body tense up, and he seemed to be trembling slightly. Looking down, I saw him, with his back to me, secretly
reaching into the unzipped bag of a woman to my left. He thought he was
being discreet, but I saw right through him. Unfortunately for him, only I could see what he was doing
. Almost reflexively, before he could reach the wallet, I grabbed his wrist and
whispered in his ear, "Don't move!" He froze, completely unsure how to react.
Suddenly, a wicked thought popped into my head: I wanted to punish this
unruly yet charmingly handsome man. I continued in a voice only we could hear, "Plainclothes
police officer. You've got some
nerve! Are you even an adult? If the school finds out, you'll either be expelled or get a major demerit!" Seeing
his lack of reaction, whether stubborn or terrified, I continued, "You don't want me to notify your parents and school, do you
?" I
stopped and waited for his reaction. He shook his head slightly, with an almost imperceptible curve.
"Then do as I say." This time my tone was a bit firmer. "Take out your student ID!" I
said in a commanding tone.
He hesitated for a moment, then started rummaging in his bag, before silently handing me his student ID.
He didn't look at me directly while doing this. Taking the student ID, I only glanced at it quickly: "Zhang Shizhou, Senior Year of High School
." I put his student ID into my briefcase.
"Next, I need to search you for any dangerous items." I reached my right hand under his arm from the side of the car window
and into front of him, slipping it under the hem of his loose basketball jersey. Since we were already pressed together and
close to the carriage, no one else would notice my actions.
Now I was hugging him from behind with one arm! After my hand went in, I could clearly feel
his body starting to heat up. My hand first gently touched his navel, then slowly expanded outwards from there
. From the feel of his skin, I could tell the boy wasn't just handsome from the back; his front was equally muscular.
Exploring with my fingers, I could clearly feel the lines of his firm abdominal muscles—not the crisscrossing kind, but clearly defined in
four large sections.
My hand restlessly moved upwards, and when I reached his chest, I could feel his heart pounding. Hmm! His pectoral
muscles were impressive too. I pressed down slightly on his chest; it was indeed firm! I first covered his
right chest with my entire palm, feeling its fullness. Soon, I found his nipple, a small, soft bead. I
gently rubbed it with my fingers, and it quickly became erect. "So sensitive!" I whispered in the boy's ear. He
trembled slightly with nervousness, sweat began to bead on his forehead, and the temperature of the chest I was touching rose further. Suddenly, I
pinched his already erect nipple hard, and the boy reflexively shuddered, his body tensing.
Although there was an advertising board in front of him, making it difficult for others to notice a hand
rubbing against the chest of this muscular, athletic man, his height meant that any overly obvious movements could still be seen. Therefore,
after touching his pectoral muscles and playing with his sensitive nipples, my right hand slid down below his navel, where I could already
feel fine body hair—quite well-developed! Just as I was about to slip my hand inside his pants, the boy
grabbed my wrist with his right hand, stopping me. "Trying to resist? Fine, come with me to the police station later, and I
'll notify your parents." Hearing this, the boy hesitated for a moment, then released my hand. "That's it.
From now on, as long as you behave like this, you won't have to worry about stealing money, right?"
I continued my unfinished work, slipping my right hand inside his basketball shorts. I felt he was wearing tight briefs
; through the narrow fabric, I knew his penis was positioned slightly to the right, and when not erect, it wasn't
particularly large or small—just average. Not in a hurry to play with his penis, my hand moved lower, touching his heavy
scrotum, a large lump stuffed inside his briefs, quite substantial in my hand. "Wearing something so tight isn't healthy! Let me
give your little brother some air!" I slipped my hand inside his briefs, immediately targeting the glans
. The boy's foreskin only covered half of the glans; I easily pulled it back completely with two fingers, then
gently rubbed the coronal sulcus. Young men are indeed most sensitive there; because of my movements, the boy's
legs went weak for a moment. Luckily, he only slightly slumped against me, the movement was small, and didn't attract attention.
"So sensitive! Is it comfortable? Answer me," I asked in an ambiguous tone. He shook his head.
"Huh? Not feeling well? How about this?" I continued to stroke his glans, but this time I didn't focus
on the crown, but gently stroked the entire glans. Soon, the boy's penis began to respond
, and soon it became fully erect. "Weren't you feeling unwell? How come you got hard so quickly? Is this comfortable
? Is it good?" Every time I asked, I pinched the boy's glans hard, and the boy had no choice but to nod
.
At this moment, holding this high school student's fully awakened penis in my hand, I realized that he not only had a strong physique, but also
a huge penis that matched his physique perfectly! I held the base of his penis with one hand, and a large part of it was still exposed,
with a round glans on top. And every time I pinched the boy's penis slightly, I could clearly
feel the blood vessels on it throbbing excitedly. By this time, the boy's penis had stretched his thin basketball shorts, creating a
noticeable bulge. To hide his embarrassment, he turned slightly to face the car window, using his backpack
to shield his left side. I could now clearly see his right profile; his handsome features were even more defined from the side
, though his eyebrows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were tightly closed, still avoiding eye contact.
I continued my stroking, and soon I felt a sticky fluid flowing from his glans. I grasped
his glans with four fingers, and after dipping my index finger in his fluid, I began rubbing around his urethra, occasionally
pressing down on his penis with varying pressure. The boy clearly couldn't handle the stimulation; he rested his forehead
against the car window, his face showing extreme restraint, and his penis was equally honest, secreting
more fluid until it was almost gushing out, making my entire hand wet and sticky.
He couldn't move much inside his tight briefs, but surprisingly, even this kind of stimulation almost brought him
to orgasm. Could he still be a virgin? Seeing that he seemed about to reach his limit, I quickly let go. I did
n't want it to end so soon! With my movement, he also breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he finally opened his eyes and glanced at me,
his eyes filled with a hint of anger and fear.
I smiled slightly at him and whispered in his ear, "The front is checked, now it's time for the back!"
Hearing this, he flinched, clearly worried about what was about to happen.
"Don't be nervous! I'm just checking if you've hidden anything where you shouldn't. I'll be gentle, it won't
hurt. Maybe you'll even like this feeling!" I said, my words becoming increasingly lewd.
After saying that, I reached behind his pants with my hand that was still inside his crotch and grabbed his round buttocks. My
palm covered half of his firm little buttocks, and I squeezed it slightly, feeling his tense
reaction and the firm curve of his buttock muscles.
"Not bad!" He remained leaning against the car window, unresponsive. I began to slide my hand towards his buttocks. With
my movement, his buttocks clenched tightly, and I almost had to exert some force to insert my hand smoothly.
I quickly found his anus. I first massaged around it with my fingers, feeling its
contraction due to being touched by a stranger for the first time. There were some fine soft hairs around the boy's anus, and it was warmer than other areas. The boy's breathing
became rapid because of this unprecedented sensation. After he had adjusted a little, I began to try to insert my middle finger
into his anus. But this secret hole, which had only been in and out for 18 years, was clearly unwilling to give in easily. I tried but could not
insert it smoothly, and I was afraid that if I forced it, the boy would not be able to bear it and would cry out, which would be noticed by other passengers.
"It's really tight." I lewdly uttered these three words in his ear, then reached for his still half-
erect penis, dipped my middle finger in more of the boy's secretions, and continued to try to insert it.
With a forceful thrust, I finally managed to insert my middle finger into the boy's anus. He
let out a soft cry because of my slightly rough movements. "Does it hurt?" I asked gently, stopping my finger movement. But he kept
his eyes tightly closed, his face contorted in humiliation, offering no response.
Seeing the humiliated expression on his handsome face excited me even more, and I tried to insert my middle finger
deeper, but the boy's extremely tight muscles made it impossible for me to move. I tried again, but could only insert about one
knuckle, two centimeters deep.
I used my hard-won middle finger to feel the burning temperature and tightness inside the boy's body, and began
to probe up and down. He was clearly not used to this stimulation; the strong contractions of his anus made it almost impossible for my middle finger to move
, and his expression showed even more pain. After playing for a while, seeing that he still couldn't relax, I pulled my finger out
.
Chapter 3: The train had arrived at the City Hall Station, and the number of passengers in the carriage had decreased by more than half.
Without cover, our movements were no longer safe. I had to pull my right hand out from inside his basketball shorts,
but still grabbed his wrist and used my briefcase to shield it.
"It's not over yet! You'd better behave when I tell you to leave, understand?" He
glared at me angrily, but clearly didn't have the courage to resist. I hadn't vented yet; it wasn't going to end so easily.
When we arrived at the station, I pulled him by the hand and quickly got off the train. Although unwilling, he followed me. Once outside the MRT
station, I just wanted to find a secluded place to relieve myself. After what we had just done, my desire had reached its peak, and I just
wanted to enjoy this strong and attractive athletic man in front of me.
Just as I was pulling him through the quiet alleys, a voice suddenly called out to him.
"Zhang Shizhou! What are you doing here? Weren't you going home?" A boy in a uniform ran up
to us. He was obviously his classmate, about the same height as Zhang Shizhou, and they probably played basketball together often.
Zhang Shizhou glanced at me nervously. I gestured to him that his student ID was still in my briefcase, so he
stammered, "No, I ran into my cousin on the MRT. I'm going to his house... to pick up
something." "
Oh, I see. Hello, Shizhou's cousin. I'm his basketball teammate. My name is Wang Yao." He
smiled and extended his hand to me. What a polite kid. I smiled and shook his hand in return.
Looking at him more closely, I realized he was quite handsome, but completely different from the boy named Zhang Shizhou.
Although they were both basketball players, the latter had a more athletic feel to him, with short, spiky hair and bronze
skin—the kind of sunny, youthful boy that's popular these days!
In contrast, Wang Yao gave off a more fashionable vibe. His medium-length hair looked casual but was clearly styled,
as did his outfit. Even in his uniform, subtle details like the silver ring on his long fingers and
the ostrich-colored boots (I couldn't tell which designer brand they were) combined with his delicate, handsome features and fair skin, especially his captivating
eyes that gave off a slightly mischievous feel, along with his tall, muscular physique, made him resemble one of those
male models in magazines!
"I'll go with Shizhou first, he's in a hurry to get home!" I just wanted an excuse to leave quickly and
enjoy the delicious meat I was about to devour.
"Okay, then...bye! Shizhou, and cousin too." He smiled at me again; this guy seemed
to be constantly flirting.
Seeing his classmate turn to leave, the athletic guy became even more anxious. He suddenly shouted, "Help me! Wang Yao!"
It was too late to stop him. Wang Yao, who was about to leave, turned around and looked at us suspiciously.
Before I could even come up with an excuse, Zhang Shizhou spoke first.
"He's not my cousin, he's a policeman. I was... um... stealing on the MRT and he caught me. He said
he'd let me go if I let him have his way with me."
Before I could even figure out what was going on, the boy named Wang Yao had already subdued me with lightning speed.
He grabbed my neck from behind with one hand and my wrists with the other.
"For a policeman, your reaction is really slow," he said coldly, his tone revealing a hint of contempt. He
was completely unlike the polite boy from before; instead, he exuded a cruel aura.
"And why did you steal someone else's money? If you needed money, tell me! Would a good brother not help?"
Zhang Shizhou said, looking down. "I didn't mean to. I saw her zipper was undone and her wallet was so obviously hidden,
I didn't think it through and just..."
"Okay! Okay! Now the important thing is this cop. Did he really say he'd let you go if you slept with him?"
Zhang Shizhou nodded, glaring at me resentfully. "Did he do anything to you?" Wang Yao asked again.
"Um... that damn gay guy, he groped my whole body on the subway, what a fucking bastard." With that,
he punched me in the stomach. I was completely unable to resist, the pain making me want to bend over but I couldn't. I never expected the seemingly thin
Wang Yao to be so strong; he gripped me tightly, making it impossible for me to move.
"Don't move yet, he might really be a cop. Assaulting a police officer is a serious crime! Let me think... You should search his
briefcase first." Wang Yao pointed to the briefcase I had just dropped. Zhang Shizhou immediately picked it up
and dumped all its contents onto the floor.
He kicked the scattered items, picked up his student ID, and then grabbed my business proposal from the company.
"Damn it! What cop? He's not a cop at all. Now I can teach him a lesson, right?" Seeing his
fierce, bared teeth, I was speechless. I never expected to get my comeuppance so quickly.
"Hmph! It's easier if he's not a cop." Wang Yao said, "You said he groped you all over on the subway earlier,
don't you want revenge?"
"Nonsense, of course I do! If I don't beat him up today, I'll change my name."
"Wait! I have a better idea. Since you've already been groped, beating him up won't restore your innocence
." Wang Yao said slyly.
"Get lost! Then what do you suggest?"
"Let's have an eye for an eye." I felt the hand around my neck tighten.
Chapter 4 I was dragged by the two of them to an old office building, up to the third floor, into a
public restroom in an unused office. The environment was filthy and messy from lack of cleaning.
"Damn! So dirty." Zhang Shizhou said with disgust.
"You think this is a hotel? Want some room service?" Wang Yao replied with a smile, "The main thing
is to teach this bastard a lesson." His tone immediately turned cold.
"So what now?" Zhang Shizhou asked, puzzled.
"Hey! Kneel down." I refused to comply, and Wang Yao kicked me behind the knees, forcing me to kneel involuntarily.
Then he pulled off my belt and tied my hands behind my back.
"Make him give you a blowjob," Wang Yao said to Zhang Shizhou.
"What? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Zhang Shizhou seemed hesitant.
"Didn't you want revenge? Make him give you a blowjob, and you'll get your pleasure too, killing two birds with one stone." Seeing Zhang Shizhou
still hesitant, Wang Yao continued, "Are you even a man? Do you want revenge or not? Or Zhang Shizhou, you might as well just
write it backwards."
"I'll give him a blowjob, I'm not afraid of you." With that, Zhang Shizhou immediately pulled his basketball shorts and underwear down to his thighs
, took out his still-erect penis, and brought it to my mouth.
Normally, I would gladly let such a strong and handsome athletic man have his way with me. But the situation was different now,
and I refused to submit involuntarily, so I turned my head away.
Seeing this, Zhang Shizhou became furious. He grabbed my cheeks forcefully, squeezed my mouth shut, and shoved his penis
inside.
"Damn it! I told you to blow, so blow! My cock isn't something everyone gets to taste." He roughly shook my head
back and forth, his penis thrusting wildly in my mouth. And having been trapped in my tight underwear all day, his penis had a
pungent, musty smell—a mixture of sweat, urine, and a odor reminiscent of male secretions. I didn't know...
Was it the bodily fluids he released when I was playing with him on the subway? His rough movements almost made me vomit,
while Wang Yao stood by, coldly watching without saying a word.
Soon, I felt the penis in my mouth gradually swell. I had already witnessed its
astonishing size when it was hard on the subway, and sure enough, it soon became a huge meat stick. But Zhang Shizhou, holding my hands, didn't slow down at all
. With each thrust, his thick penis forcefully pushed into my throat, the thick pubic hair irritating
me so much that I wanted to sneeze, and the pain almost brought tears to my eyes.
Soon, the penis in my mouth kept secreting fluids, and my tongue began to taste a sticky liquid, reflecting
its owner's gradually rising desire. Zhang Shizhou still showed no signs of fatigue, but instead thrust faster and faster,
with increasing force, as if he wanted to pierce a hole through my mouth.
"Damn!... So good! Fuck your stinking dick!... So good!... I'll fuck you to death!" Zhang
Shizhou muttered to himself in an almost delirious tone, his muscles tense, his breathing gradually becoming heavier. But I
was becoming increasingly aroused; my mouth, which had been open for so long, was starting to go numb, and saliva was involuntarily flowing out, running
down my penis from inside my mouth, mixing with the endless secretions from his penis, making it all wet and sticky,
even dripping onto the floor.
"Is my big sausage tasty?... Oh! So good!... Watch me fuck your lousy dick to pieces!..."
Zhang Shizhou continued to curse. He was already drenched in sweat from the intense movements, his thin basketball jersey clinging
to his body, so he took the liberty of taking off his shirt and pants, leaving him only in a pair of high-top basketball shoes.
Freed from restraint, his movements became even wilder; at this moment, I just hoped he would ejaculate quickly, and that the nightmare would end as soon as possible. Helplessly
, Zhang Shizhou seemed to have inexhaustible energy, his thick, hard penis relentlessly thrusting in and out.
Under this torment, I had lost count of how long I had been kneeling on the ground. Suddenly, I felt someone roughly rip off my suit pants.
A chill ran down my lower body, and before I could react, a sharp pain shot through my anus. It was Wang Yao! He was
forcefully shoving his thick penis into my unlubricated anus!
This sudden stimulation made me want to scream, but my mouth was already full of another penis
, so I could only manage a muffled whimper.
Because of the pain of being forced to perform oral sex, I hadn't paid attention to Wang Yao, who had been standing to the side. I hadn't expected
his penis to be already ready, thrusting in without mercy, reaching the very depths. From my sensitive
anus, I could feel that he also had a thick penis. Especially the base, which was particularly thick, forcefully stretching my anus open each time it reached the bottom
, doubling the pain.
At this point, I was being attacked from both sides, kneeling on the ground like a dog, my pants pulled down to my knees, my
shirt disheveled, and both my mouth and anus being violently penetrated by a high school student.
Seeing Wang Yao join the fray, Zhang Shizhou went even harder, his profanities never ceasing.
"Oh...fuck!...Is it good to be fucked by two strong men at the same time? Is it better from the front or from the back?...
I'll fuck you to death!"
His incessant profanities echoed in the bathroom, along with the sounds of Wang Yao slamming into my buttocks and their
panting. The mirror beside me reflected Wang Yao's figure behind me; he was fully dressed,
pulling his erect penis out of his pants, intently performing thrusting motions.
Soon, I felt the glans in my mouth suddenly swell. "Oh, damn!... I'm coming! I'm going to cum!" Zhang Shizhou
shouted, and then he ejaculated wave after wave of powerful semen into my mouth. At first, it shot directly into my
throat, and I choked on the excessive amount of semen, coughing involuntarily. He quickly pulled out his penis, and the last few
spurts all landed on my face.
Only after he had finished ejaculating did Zhang Shizhou walk panting to the sink next to him and sit down to watch his classmate's energetic
performance.
"Damn! Wang Yao, you dare to play with his ass too? Isn't that dirty?" Zhang Shizhou asked.
"You don't know how tight his ass is. That's what makes it so enjoyable. Hey, your ass hasn't been deflowered yet, has it?"
He slapped my buttocks hard, and I pressed my head against the floor, too weak to respond.
And so, Wang Yao continued his actions, chatting with Zhang Shizhou who was watching from the side.
"Hey, what are we going to do with him later?"
"Anyway, he's not a cop, and he harassed you first, so he probably won't dare to report it."
Just as my consciousness began to fade, I finally felt Wang Yao ejaculate, and the hot semen shot all into my
intestines.
In my hazy state, I heard him say to Zhang Shizhou, "Want to try it? He's so tight and hot, it feels
really good to fuck him."
Then someone lifted me onto the sink, spread my legs, and started fucking me from the front again.
"Ugh! His asshole is full of your semen, so much and slippery, it's disgusting." I heard Zhang Shizhou's
voice say.
"I specially squeezed out some high-grade lubricant for you, and you still complain." In my hazy state, I heard their laughter and banter,
but by then I was too exhausted to resist and slowly lost consciousness.
When I woke up, I was still lying on the bathroom floor. It was almost 11 o'clock, and the two of them had disappeared
.
I lay on the floor, trying to recall what happened next, but I had no memory of it. I only noticed that my face,
body, and genitals were covered in puddles of semen. When I managed to stand up, semen even flowed out of my anus.
I quickly cleaned myself up, put on the clothes that had been discarded nearby, and tried to leave, but with each step I
felt a sharp pain in my anus, so I had to slowly limp away.

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