Late night train

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Late at night, an extra train, packed with travelers returning home, roared past fields and cities.

As more and more people poured in, the train became increasingly crammed, like a pregnant woman several months along, overflowing with people like cargo, leaving no space between them.

Inside each carriage, the crowds were dense, and waves of heat, mixed with various smells, made everyone sweat profusely.

Train patrolman Luo Ming, a recent college graduate, had managed to get this job—a pretty good one—through connections. Today was his second day on the job, his first day of actual probation. However, only he knew the true hardship of being there.

The air conditioning was completely ineffective, and as a newcomer, his primary task was to squeeze through the sweltering crowds, patrolling the carriages. The soft and hard sleeper carriages were slightly better, but the most difficult were the packed hard seat carriages. Dozens of grown men were crammed together in the restrooms, sinks, water dispensers, and even the gaps between carriages, unable to move an inch.

Completely unable to adapt to the crowding and heat, Luo Ming had unconsciously taken off his coat. His thin shirt, though difficult to remove, was gradually soaked with sweat in the crowd, his chest pressed against his back, the light blue shirt almost transparent, revealing his moderately developed yet certainly not thin chest muscles, and his gracefully curved back.

It was already 2:30 AM. The sleeper carriage lights were long gone, and the more experienced colleagues had all returned to the rest room to rest. Those assigned to duty were also prone to shirking their responsibilities, either chatting in the slightly more relaxed workroom or already lying down in an empty berth. The train attendants who used to hawk their wares knew this wasn't a good time and were too lazy to bother anymore, tidying up their goods and stuffing them into some unknown corner, quietly finding their own comfort.

Only Luo Ming, mindful of the train conductor's lesson from earlier that day, dared not slack off on his first day of work. He silently squeezed through the compartments, hoping to adapt quickly.

When he reached the narrow space between carriages 15 and 16, several shirtless men resembling migrant workers stopped him.

"Young man, do you have any extra sleeper tickets? The conductor said we could, we've been waiting for hours."

"No tickets." Luo Ming was used to brushing off everyone's questions—too many people had asked, he could only give a professional answer and continue on his way.

"Hey—I say, buddy, aren't there even any hard seats?" A young man, about twenty years old and fashionably dressed, also stopped him and asked.

Luo Ming smiled wryly, "Look at all these people around here, where can you find a seat?"

Another man pulled him back, "Young man, take a break. There are even more people ahead, have a smoke before you go." He pulled out a cigarette and offered it to him.

This area was the train's designated smoking area, constantly exposed to the wind, carrying away all sorts of smells. Luo Ming was indeed tired, so he stopped and took the cigarette.

The man who offered him the cigarette wore glasses, looked to be in his thirties, and had a refined appearance. He said, "Young man, if you get any tickets, could you please let me know?"

Luo Ming nodded, but both of them knew in their hearts that getting tickets was just wishful thinking; even if they did get tickets, getting notified quickly was an even bigger delusion.

Perhaps because he hadn't smoked in a long time, after half a cigarette, Luo Ming already felt dizzy and his vision was blurry. In the swirling smoke, the person in front of him bent over, which pushed him backward. The man behind him kindly caught him, his hands around Luo Ming's waist, and he didn't let go.

Luo Ming was a little dizzy and couldn't muster the strength to stand up straight. He tried to lean forward slightly to avoid pressing against the other person, but suddenly the hand on his waist squeezed, and all his strength vanished. He ended up completely leaning against that broad chest.

"Hmm..." The hands, large as fans, were clearly firm and strong. They moved from his waist, down to his chest and abdomen, gently caressing his pectoral muscles. In a daze, Luo Ming twisted his supple waist, trying to break free. Unexpectedly, the person standing so close to

him slightly raised their buttocks and began to wiggle. At their point of contact, his erect penis was directly in front of him. After only a few movements, his penis inexplicably became erect in his tight pants, passively churning within the person's round buttocks.

"Ugh!" Luo Ming gasped softly. The person in front of him, sensing discomfort, turned their back to him and reached behind, grabbing his erect penis and squeezing it. The hand on his chest simultaneously pinched his nipples, rubbing them gently between their fingers.

"Ah!" A hot, itchy sensation shot from his chest to his brain. His penis became fully erect, but at the same time, his mind realized: This is lewd!

Just as Luo Ming was about to shout, a hand turned his head, and a hot kiss landed on his lips. The tongue, like a living thing, probed into his mouth, swirling and swirling, even tracing between his teeth, gums, and groin, sending a strange, tingling sensation through him. At first, Luo Ming desperately tried to push the other man's tongue away, but soon he was suffocated, dizzy, and completely powerless, letting the tongue explore his mouth without restraint.

His nipples were gently pinched and circled through his shirt, his penis was constantly rubbed through his pants, and another pair of hands slipped inside his shirt, stroking his ticklish waistline. A shiver ran through him, and Luo Ming ejaculated!

"Hehe, little brother, are you being a pervert? In broad daylight, actually…" a deep voice sounded in his ear.

Luo Ming was startled, desperately trying to open his eyes to see the person clearly, but everything blurred before his eyes, and he slumped limply against the men huddled around him, unable to move.

Suddenly, the sound of a belt buckle being unbuckled rang out. Luo Ming felt a chill run down his spine as his pants slipped down his legs.
He dared not shout again: if he ejaculated on the train and in front of everyone on his first day of work, how could he ever face the world again?

"Ugh..." he whimpered, his hazy eyes unfocused as he looked around, his face a mixture of shock and fear. His legs instinctively tried to clamp together, preventing his pants from falling completely.

Of course, it was futile. His white boxer shorts were soaked with semen, almost transparent, revealing a fleshy patch. A hand slipped inside, stroking the thick pubic hair, and soon his penis was noticeably erect again.

The person in front of him had turned away.

A young voice whispered in his ear, "Hey! We're still in the car..."

Luo Ming was startled and anxious. "Don't shout..."

The voice chuckled, "You're quite the lewd young man." Then, another pair of hands reached out and pulled at his underwear, ignoring Luo Ming's struggles, pulling the white underwear all the way down to his thighs.

"Eek—" The elastic band tightly constricted his erect penis as it slid down, and finally, with a burst of force, his penis was completely released in pain, bouncing back like a fleshy spring to his lower abdomen, then back up, pointing forward.

Luo Ming dared not scream again, sometimes being kissed by lips and tongue, sometimes keeping his lips tightly closed to avoid screaming, his penis being constantly gripped and manipulated by three hands, he had completely lost the ability to resist the pleasure. However, someone was tightly gripping the glans, preventing release, and the unbearable waves of pleasure surged to the tip, only to be blocked back!

Just then, a finger pierced into his anus, and Luo Ming jumped in surprise, landing just as the finger was inserted deep inside. "Mmm!"

Different fingers were constantly caressing and teasing his body. Soon, the sound of gurgling water could be heard, and gradually three fingers of completely different lengths and thicknesses were probing into his anus. The

unprecedented pleasure and unreleased anxiety brought tears to Luo Ming's eyes. He couldn't see the faces of the people around him, only the white fluorescent lights; he dared not shout, and could only passively endure it.

"Ah!" Luo Ming suddenly cried out in surprise, a sharp pain piercing his brain. A hot, hard object thrust into his rear, and he could feel the veins on its surface, the burning friction against a part of his body that had never been touched before. For a moment, his vision almost went black.

The hands around him stopped moving, as if they knew his pain. After a moment of pause, the hands gently and soothingly massaged his tense shoulders, lower back, chest, and thighs. Luo Ming trembled and relaxed.

"Ugh!" The man's penis began to press against his legs, which could barely touch the ground, thrusting upwards little by little. His scream was completely sucked up by the tongue in his mouth, and a little finger was digging and grinding into his urethra, a surge of pleasure almost making him forget the pain in his anus.

"Click, click!" A few sounds made Luo Ming's heart go numb; it was clearly the sound of a camera shutter.

"Don't move, your lewd behavior has been filmed. Let us have some fun, or we'll publish it and see how you face the world!" a young and arrogant voice said.

Tears and saliva streamed down Luo Ming's face and chin. He dared not struggle anymore, only letting the hot penis behind him thrust more and more violently, lifting his feet off the ground and blurring his consciousness.

Someone grabbed his hand and pulled him to touch a hot, huge object: "This is the big dick we're going to feed you later, touch it, okay? Is it big?" His fingers were pried open and forced to grasp the hard penis and stroke it.

The person behind him intensified, grabbing his bare buttocks with both hands and kneading them vigorously like kneading dough. Luo Ming's legs spasmed, and the rhythmic thrusting continued.

Suddenly, the man increased the speed.

"Waaah—" With a mournful cry, the young man realized that he was being sodomized. The hot penis contracted tightly inside the anus, thrusting even deeper, and then spurted out like an explosion.

As the penis withdrew, a stream of white fluid mixed with streaks of bright red blood flowed out; the virgin's body couldn't withstand it, and she bled.

"My turn, my turn..." The second person eagerly embraced her.

How much time had passed, in the narrow gap of the train carriage, the young patrolman Luo Ming had completely surrendered. The white fluid stained his entire thighs, palms, and lower abdomen, leaving them wet; his anus was swollen and red like a pouting little mouth. As time went on, the pain within his body gradually changed; each deep thrust struck his prostate heavily, and a strange sensation spread throughout his body.

His penis involuntarily hardened, yet remained bound, unable to break free. Luo Ming began to sob and plead, "Let go, let go... let me cum..."

The man used this to coerce him into oral sex. Driven by desire, Luo Ming prostrated himself on the ground like a dog, his mouth open, one penis in front and one in back, saliva and tears streaming down his face. His cheeks were then rubbed with someone else's large penis, unknowingly becoming covered in semen.

When everyone was satisfied, Luo Ming's senses gradually returned. His face pale, he experienced the lewd scene, unsure of what to do.

Suddenly, his body convulsed as if electrocuted. Luo Ming immediately struggled to get away: "Let me out, I need to go to the restroom..."

Unfortunately, several burly men blocked his way: "It's so crowded, little brother, don't make excuses to squeeze in, okay?"

His limp body couldn't break free. Luo Ming groaned and twisted his waist, feeling the man behind him gradually becoming erect again. Suddenly, he cried out, and large gushes of urine involuntarily gushed out, instantly soaking the pants still wrapped around his ankles.

The men also became excited. Seeing him like this, they all took off their pants, saying they would return the urine that had splattered everywhere to him. One penis after another was inserted into his anus. "Suck it well, if you dare to leak, you won't be a man anymore!" one of them threatened, holding his still limp penis.

Luo Ming had no choice but to close his eyes tightly, willingly spreading his buttocks and anus, enduring the men's repeated insertions, spraying urine into his body like a long ejaculation...

"So tight... so tight. Holding in your pee is really different!" someone exclaimed.

His vagina, stretched taut from being penetrated, now contracted tightly, the throbbing pain in his penis a reminder he dared not relax. And so, another person entered, thrusting and releasing their pent-up desires; this nightmare seemed endless.

[The End]

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