Railway changes

by TreborNawoc

 An extra encounter on a train.

Added: Oct 2022 1,468 words 808 views 4.9 stars (25 votes)

A

Another boring day, I think as I sit on the train. The rhythm of the tracks playing a monotonous tune in the back of my head. It’s the last train of the night and I think I might actually be the only person on board.

I gaze at my phone to pass the time. The rain falling outside seems to capture my mood perfectly. I hate Mondays...

The train slows as we reach the next station. I’m dragged from my thoughts by the sound of a young man’s voice as he chats on his phone. Great, I think to myself, there goes the peace and quiet...

“Please don’t sit near me, please don’t sit near me, please don’t sit near me,” I chant to myself under my breath, to no avail as the guy decides to sit completely opposite me. Shit.

My eyes catch his sneakers on the floor, but something doesn’t seem right. As I look at them it finally hits me—there are three of them. Wait, that can’t be right. I rub my eyes and take another look. Yes, there are three sneakers in front of me—all the same style, but two are right sneakers and one is a left.

“That doesn’t make sense,” I whisper to myself.

He what?”

The guy shouts out, excitedly on the phone, pulling me out of my wonderings as I look up.

“He’s got 6 now? Fuck, he’s crazy! Nah, I’m more than happy with the three legs I’ve got.”

I look up, my cock instantly getting hard at the sight in front of me. Sat opposite me is the hottest guy I’ve ever seen. Early twenties with a smooth face, brown hair falling to his shoulders like silk, muscles pushing his faded t-shirt out in all directions. All exceptional, yet nothing compared to his body below his taut waist where a trio of powerful legs filled my vision. Holy Fuck!, I think as my cock gets harder.

“So, I’ll meet you at the station? Yeah. About 30 minutes. Yeah. See you then.”

The guy hung up and slid his phone into his pocket, spreading his outer legs to take up more of the seat, his middle staying where it is. His two crotches bulging in a way that I’d only seen in porn movies. I am completely mesmerised...

After a minute, I realise that someone is speaking to me. I look up and see that the guy is smiling right at me. Caught red handed. Shit.

“Hey,” he says, his voice as smooth as his luscious hair. “Like what you see?”

Caught out by his forwardness, I start to stutter some sort of wordless reply.

“C’mon, dude,” he laughs, “no need to be shy. I can see your boner from here.”

He nods towards my crotch, my hard bulge paling in comparison to his. I swiftly cover it up with both hands, blushing like a traffic light in the process.

“Fuck dude, no need to be embarrassed,” he starts rubbing his crotches. “These snakes have turned me on ever since I got them.”

As he continues rubbing with his hands, I notice the crotch bulges getting bigger. I also notice something about his hands.

“Holy shit, you’ve got 14 fingers!” I shout, surprising myself.

“Sure do, dude,” he says, holding up one of his hands for me to see. “Need a big hand to wrap around these pythons.”

He slides his hands down the waist band of his shorts, and I see the outline of two monster cocks. He looks right at me.

“Tell you what, dude,” he says. “I’ll make a deal with you. You give me a hand with these bad boys, and I’ll give you something special in return.”

He winked at me, before standing up and walking to the carriage toilet. I am hypnotised by his strange gait as he walks his three legs, his unique but tight bubble butt being caressed by his shorts.

“You coming?” he asks, smiling.

Like a little puppy, I jump from my seat and follow him to the toilet.


Inside the toilet, he locks the door and pushes me against the wall.

“Fuck, you really don’t know how amazing this feels. But then again, maybe you will soon...” he says with a devious grin.

He starts kissing me, his huge right hand behind my head resting against the wall as his left hand holds my head, his fingers sliding through my short hair. Something feels off as his tongue pushes against my lips. Ignoring the feeling I open up and discover something else that’s different about him as his three tongues invade my mouth. My eyes bulge out in shock, and he breaks the kiss.

“Awesome, huh?” he asks, as he licks his lips with his three long, pointed tongues.

“I only got these last week, and I’ve been desperate to try them out on someone.”

My curiosity is stopped in its tracks as he puts his hooks his thumbs on his waist band and drops his shorts to his ankles.

I’m met with two of the biggest cocks I’ve ever seen—and they are still getting hard.

“Fuuuuuck,” I say, breathlessly, taking in the sight of the flesh coloured pythons steadily growing in front of me.

Without hesitating I fall to my knees and start jerking off the right one, it’s girth so big that I need to use both hands to grasp it.

“Uh, uh, uh,” my three legged hunk moans, using one of his hands to jerk off his other cock. I feel a sudden pang of jealousy—why can’t my hands be that size so that I can jerk off both cocks at the same time? I think.

I start to lower my head towards the head of the cock I’m servicing, but he stops me with his free hand.

“Okay dude,” he says, looking me in the eye, “this is where you need to decide what gift you want. Suck or fuck—each comes with its own ‘reward’.”

I see a glint in his eye. Clearly, he isn’t telling me everything here, but my whole body is calling out to me to suck the monster I’m holding onto.

“Suck!”, I say quickly, before placing my lips around cock, barely getting the head in my mouth. I hear him moan above me, as I start to tongue his slit. My mere single tongue might not be as exciting as his three, but I’ve sucked enough cock in my time to know just how to tease the cum out.

Before long I sense, rather than feel, that he’s about to blow his load. I brace myself, just in time, as his seed shoots down the back of my throat. I swallow as more and more of his sweet cum floods my mouth. As I continue gulping, I hear the thud as his powerful left cock sprays it’s load all over the toilet door.

After what seems like hours, he finally empties his balls, and I force down the last gulp. I catch my breath and look up at him. He smiles at me and winks again before pulling up his shorts and stuffing his pythons back in. Unfortunately—or fortunately, depending on how you look at it—his cocks are still too big to sit comfortably, so the heads stick out the bottom of his shorts, still dripping sticky cum.

I continue to look at him, my lips still covered in his seed, when our thoughts are disturbed by the train tannoy announcing his stop.

He reaches into my pocket, pulls out my phone and puts his phone number in. Dashing from the toilet towards the exit, he shouts back to me-

“Phone in sick and stay at home the next couple of days, then call me and I’ll introduce you to the other guys.”

He then vanishes, running in his unique way.


I take my three legged stud’s advice and called in sick. Good thing too, as I don’t think I’d have been able to work with all that’s been going on. Remembering what he said, on the third day I pick up my phone and call him.

“Hey,” I said, “it’s me, from the train. Yeah... uh-huh... I’ve got four now...”

 

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