Scratch that off the bucket list
An otherwise boring train ride turns a lot more fun when a couple of fuckbuddies decide that they can do a lot more than just play with their phones to pass the time.
Hey ya'll! The weekend's rolling in and once more I've got some fresh stuff hot off the presses for those of you that might want something to relax with while you tend to yourselves for a little bit. This one is pretty much just straight up smut, featuring a couple of dudes going at it in public transportation. I myself was travelling when my mind got wandering (perhaps daydreaming of fun situations), and I decided to get whatever came to me down on paper. I don't think this is the best thing I've ever written, particularly because it ended up a bit rushed, but I think it's good enough for your reading pleasure. These two characters in particular I think might return in the future as I found them to be an easy insert in other ideas flowing through my mind. Hopefully you'll enjoy yourselves!
As always I've done my best to proofread and make sure things are good. But should you see something that looks off, be sure to tell me! Some formatting and sentences might look a bit weird due to uploads sometimes looking wonky on SF, an issue I haven't found a good solution to yet, but hopefully it won't take you out of it. Remember to rate, fav, comment and all that good stuff too if you enjoyed yourself. Happy reading!
"I can't believe you talked me into this..."
A nervous drop of sweat was running from the rottweiler's forehead, along his temple and then down over his neck while he gave nervous looks around. There weren't many people around luckily, this particular railcar of the night train being largely empty with the exception for himself, some middle-aged, bobcat looking feline sitting with his back turned down the row of seats and was asleep while snoring lightly and, of course, the doberman sat on the seat next to him and currently leaned over with his head in the rottweiler's lap and nursing on his cock.
The two were old friends, being a few years apart with the rottweiler, Lucas, being the older while Jacob was the younger. They'd grown up on the same street together with Jacob being that child pest that wouldn't leave the older guys of the street alone when they were hanging out, and Lucas being the one in the group to act the least of an ass towards the younger, annoying brat. Fast forward some years and the two ended up finding a mutual interest in other guys once teenage hormones were doing their thing, and fast forward another few years and the two were not only friends with benefits but also roommates. They weren't boyfriends as they didn't harbor such strong romantic feelings for eachother (even if they occasionally did try going a bit more serious about things), but they lived under the same roof (though in separate rooms to respect each others dating lives and such stuff, not that that stopped them from sharing a bed a lot of the time) and did a lot of stuff together while also having the occasional fight about this or that. One could be forgiven for thinking they were a couple.
And the two found themselves on a six hours long ride on a night train, with little to do and general boredom setting in. They were on their way to visit mutual friends on the other side of the country, and had taken this particular night train as they'd heard that the general carriages were usually empty since most people picked the ones with the sleeping compartments, and they didn't want to pay extra for one of those compartments. They figured they might just sleep then and there on the seats and save a few bucks. But instead of sleeping they'd gotten bored after watching stuff on their phones for a while, and while not feeling sleepy something had to be done to pass the time.
And that's when Jacob, the usually more playful and mischievous of the two canines, had gotten the grand idea of sucking his best friend off right then and there. The only one around was a sleeping bobcat after all, and the conductors didn't come by all that often to check up on people. As long as they didn't wake up ol' sleepyhead a few rows down, they'd be fine. Lucas had been hesitant about it, being the older and supposedly smarter and wiser of the duo, but when Jacob's hands had started getting grabby and the doberman had started to whisper dirty nothings into Lucas' ear, the canine had relented. Before long he found himself with the fly of his jeans pulled down and cock whipped out and a hungry doberman slobbering all over him while his head would turn to and fro to see if anyone might catch up to what was going on. They were somewhat shielded by the backrests of the seats, though the reflection on the window next to Lucas showed clearly what was happening.
It steadily became harder for the rottweiler to try and keep an eye out though as his partner would bob up and down his length, the doberman moving with the practiced ease of an expert as he sucked Lucas off. Lucas kept his right hand on the back of the doberman's head, guiding him occasionally, while the left had snuck into the doberman's shirt and was feeling up the familiar body of the doberman.
Jacob was slightly lean with a toned body that had a decent amount of muscles to it. Nothing overly big, but enough to tell you that he visited the gym a few days a week and did his best to stay off the empty calories. Clearly defined abs for exploring fingers to glide through, decently shaped legs that told you he probably biked to work and an ass that was nice, round and looking deliciously squeezeable, especially if he was wearing the right pair of jeans or sweatpants. He could probably bulk those muscles and make himself a hunk by eating more, but he was perfectly content being the toned dog that he was.
Besides, Lucas was the hunk of the duo. He was taller and sturdier, with thicker and more muscular arms, thick muscular legs that told you that he didn't skip leg day, a broad torso with clearly defined pectorals and a stomach that was larger than Jacob's own but by no means any less muscular as it had clearly defined abs that could seem almost rockhard to the touch when he flexed them or was working up the sweat. With broad shoulders, a thicker neck and an ass beneath his tail that was just as much a bundle of muscles as the rest of him; the package of the beefy rottweiler was complete. He worked out more and ate more than Jacob, and that body of his was the result of it all.
And hands were feeling eachother up as the doberman slurped on the rottweiler's length. Lucas would feel up Jacob's back, feeling some muscles here and there flex as Jacob bobbed, that hand slipping down to trace fingertips across the familiar feel of the doberman's toned torso and abs. Occasionally he'd sneak further down to give the doberman a teasing squeeze to his crotch, bulging as it was, while making sure to grab himself a handful of that lovely, squeezeable ass as well. Jacob wasn't quite as handsy, being busy bobbing and trying to keep the telltale slurping noises down some, though a hand would idly feel up the rottweiler's powerful frame and sneak in a good squeeze or feel here and there at those thick muscles.
"F-fuck man... slow down, don't want you to choke," Lucas would huff out, the rottie trying to keep his own noises down. Jacob was more than familiar with his length, knowing just how to work his lips, tongue and throat along it. It was a few inches longer than the average and a fair bit thicker than most as well, with a foreskin that would just about be able to cover most of the cockhead when it was all standing at full attention, the rottie not only being a hunk but having been blessed down there as well. What little that the foreskin didn't cover was looking nice and shiny whenever pre or saliva was coating it. It hadn't been Jacob's first cock to take, but it was certainly the one he'd played with the most and he knew it perhaps better than even Lucas did. Even so there was always the danger of choking or gagging when throating a cock, even one as familiar as that one, and he complied with the rottie's words and slowed his bobbing down a bit to keep himself from letting things get too rough. Half the fun of sucking Lucas off right there was of course the risk of it all, but there was no need to risk getting too loud by hacking or coughing if that cock hit the back of his throat in a wrong angle or just simply dragged or hit him weird.
That didn't mean that the doberman couldn't thoroughly enjoy himself though by diving down nice and far with his muzzle to engulf that full length with relative ease, his tongue wrapping a little around it and the doberman swallowing a bit as it was slipping down his throat. He went at a nice and slow pace to make certain for himself that he had full control of where that fat thing was at all times, which made it easier for him to control his bodily reflexes that might threaten to kick in. He was careful not to let his teeth accidentally graze across it. Soon enough his throat felt plugged with cock, making it difficult to breathe, though he found himself wanting to try and inhale nice and deep as he found himself with his nose pressed down against the rottweiler's crotch. Since the rottie was still wearing his jeans (and a couple of boxers underneath) the large dog's scent was somewhat masked, though hints of it wafted through the opening of which the rottie's cock had been fished out of; a mixture of the canine's shower soap that had a slight hint of woods, green leaves and fresh springs, and the regular old scent of canine fur. A certain amount of the rottie's personal scent of slightly musky male arousal with a hint of sweat from wearing those cramped jeans topped it off, providing a nice little cocktail for sensitive noses that liked breathing in other people's scents.
And it just so happened that Jacob was one of them, and he kept himself pressed down nice and good to allow himself to breathe in deeply through his nose, his partner's familiar, rich scent immediately getting to him. Face quickly got flush and his ears fell back against his head a little while he closed his eyes some as he breathed it all in. It filled his nostrils, even with the denim and boxers masking it, and if the doberman hadn't already been feeling naughty and turned on then he certainly started to feel it as his mind was flooded by thoughts of rottweiler. It wouldn't be completely wrong to claim that his mind was a bit fogged up as he breathed it all in, the scents making him forget a little bit about everything else as he sat there, leaned over, with cock down his throat and pleasured scents enveloping him.
"A-alright man... okay... pull up dude, come on... I know you love to huff bud, but come on. You're gonna choke," the rottweiler spoke while giving a nervous look around. It's not that he could complain about being lodged deep down someone's throat, but he was worried his buddy would start choking and coughing by keeping Lucas throatdeep for too long, and that the jig would be up by attracting unwanted attention. Lucas moved his hand on the doberman's head down to chin, trying to lift and pull the doberman off of him, and only then would Jacob snap back to it and start pulling back with a muffled little groan of dissatisfaction at the rottweiler's worries. Lucas shuddered and had to clench his jaw for a moment to hold back the moan that wanted to escape him as he felt his length slip slowly out of the wet confines of the doberman's throat and the massaging efforts of the doberman's tongue. Jacob pulled back until just that thick cockhead remained between his lips, and he would then open his eyes again and look up at Lucas as his tongue came to circle and tease at Lucas' urethra to make the rottweiler shudder once more and be unable to keep himself from start letting out a teased moan. Though before it could grow too loud Jacob would take a hold of Lucas' length, holding onto it while his lips let go with a lewd, barely audible little pop.
"You always smell so fucking fantastic man, fuck..." he said in a low, sultry, whispered voice just loud enough for Lucas to hear. He started pumping Lucas' length, using the saliva and throat slime that had come to coat it as lube while he straightened himself up in his own seat. "Got me fucking rockhard just from huffing it in."
And sure enough, in the pair of black sweatpants Jacob was wearing there was an overly obvious bulge that was running down the inside of the doberman's left pantsleg. It was impossible to miss, the bulge giving hints of the doberman being blessed down south as well, his cock perhaps a bit longer than the rottweiler's own though not being as thick. It was twitching as he sat there and pumped Lucas' cock. Lucas' eyes were quickly drawn to it and he couldn't keep from reaching over to give his flatmate a firm, teasing squeeze through his sweatpants. Jacob had to bite his lower lip to keep from letting out a pleased groan at that first touch, and he couldn't help but to roll his hips and give a hump against the squeezing paw.
"No shit man. You always get stiff from huffing my smell," Lucas murmured out, his eyes giving a glance over at the sleeping feline to make sure he was still asleep. And with the feline's head hanging down and an obvious little snore coming from the bobcat, it was clear enough that their actions weren't being exposed yet. With that knowledge, the rottweiler gave another squeeze before pulling his paw up to the hem of the doberman's sweatpants to let it slip inside sweatpants and underwear both and come wrapping around the doberman's cock to return the pumps to his own meat.
"Hrrrmff, fuck yeah Luke," Jacob groaned out, a bit louder than he ought to, at having his junk pumped and stroked even if it was still inside his own pants. "Thought you might've been too much of a scaredy cat to start returning the favor," he taunted playfully, the doberman giving Lucas a teasing, toothy little grin while he made sure to squeeze firmly around Lucas' cock to further bring home the teasing. That firm pump had the rottweiler take in a sharp breath as he throbbed in the other's grip, and he couldn't stop himself from giving an instinctive hump upwards. A bead of pre was forming at his tip.
"Since, mmmrrf, when have I ever not returned a favor, mutt?" Lucas retorted with a teasing squeeze of his own, followed by a couple of firm pumps which had the doberman groaning out a little once more. The risky location and situation they'd put themselves in had the doberman getting overly excited perhaps a bit too fast, and he throbbed in the rottweiler's grip as he was pumped. As Lucas' paw ran back and forth, pumping and dancing along Jacob's length and teasing a fingertip across and around the doberman's cockhead (which he knew the doberman always liked), he could feel a certain sticky wetness already starting to coat his fingertips. Jacob was getting plenty excited indeed, and a naughty, teasing and playful thought hit Lucas; he could make the doberman blast down his pant leg then and there.
"Just look at you, muskslut. Already ready to nut after just sniffing my scent for a few moments," Lucas teased him as he pumped Jacob. The doberman's pumping of the rottie's own length had slowed down some, the doberman finding it difficult to concentrate as he was being jacked off, the pumping turning into just the odd squeeze here and there as he found his heart beating faster and breathing getting more uneven. The rottie's words only fueled his own quickly growing excitement, and before long the doberman was left panting where he sat, his cock twitching and throbbing in Lucas' grip.
"A-alright, slow down... L-luke slow down..." he pleaded a little bit, almost half-heartedly, though the rottweiler didn't listen. If anything the doberman's pleading seemed to spur Lucas on, and he pumped faster and harder.
"Oh no, you were the one that wanted to get dirty right here. Not my fault if-"
His words were cut short and both of them froze where they sat and their ears perked up as they were suddenly brought back to reality. The telltale sound of the door to the carriage being opened had reached them both, and moments later there were footsteps. Hurriedly Lucas pulled back his paw out of the doberman's sweatpants, and Jacob's own hand let go of Lucas just as quickly. Lucas reached down to try and stuff his messy length back down his pants, a feat easier said than done in such a hurried moment (and especially when you were packing a rather large sausage down there). The footsteps grew louder as whoever it was came closer. Their heartbeats seemed to be pounding in their chests. Jacob gave a sideways glance down at Lucas' struggling efforts, then up at Lucas to give him a "hurry up!" kind of look before back down again. Sweat ran down the side of Lucas' head.
.....
"'evening. All good here?" the conductor, a thirty-something years old looking badger asked them as he stopped for a moment and looked at the two of them. There were obvious beads of sweat running down their heads and the rottweiler in particular seemed a bit uncomfortable where they sat as he appeared to be squirming a tad bit. Both of them gave him brief little glances and nodded.
"All good, yeah," the doberman said.
"A bit hot, but that's just me. It's all fine," the rottweiler spoke while squirming a little again. He had an old college jersey laid down over his lap and lower half. The badger's eyes went from the rottweiler and back to the doberman, giving them both a glance over. There was an obvious bulge in the doberman's sweatpants.
"Uh-huh..." the badger spoke and then cleared his throat, his eyes pulling back from the sight of that bulge. "Well I assume you know where to go if you need anything."
The badger continued down the row and gave the sleeping bobcat an inquisitive look as if assuring that the feline was indeed sleeping and not otherwise unconscious or dead. And with the feline's sleeping state confirmed, he continued on towards the door that would lead to the next carriage.
"Our next stop will be in about an hour," he spoke in a hushed voice so as to not disturb the feline before disappearing past the doors.
.....
"My jacket's a mess now," the rottweiler complained after inspecting his hurried, makeshift shield that had been laying ontop of his messy length. A clear sheen of saliva-precum mixture could be seen on the back of it, the part which had to shield his exposed erection. Some of it had soaked a little into it, leaving damp spots. His shirt was a bit messy as well from where his length had come pressing up against his stomach, as well as his belt and minor part of his jeans.
"He definitely noticed my hardon," the doberman said in amusement while adjusting himself a little in his seat and tugging his sweatpants down just a tad bit in an attempt to make them feel less constricting around his length. His bulge was visibly throbbing, telling Lucas more than enough about how Jacob felt about being almost caught.
"Bet you would've loved it if we did get caught, you perverted freak," Lucas said while glancing at the outline of doberman's throbbing length. Jacob just grinned at that accusation and reached down to give himself a squeeze through his sweatpants.
"There's still a chance for that to happen," he said, his voice full of mischievousness and his eyes giving off the look of someone who was full of bad, but fun, ideas. Before Lucas could start protesting the doberman's right paw was wrapped back around Lucas' cock and squeezing at it, coaxing shuddered groans out of him. Pre was drooling out of the tip, and it wasn't just due to the pumping squeezing it out. "And I'm sure as shit not the only one that's getting off on the thought," Jacob teased as a fingertip came to circle around Lucas' cocktip, spreading the pre around.
"You're not gonna stop until you swallow my load, are you?" Lucas meekly protested. "How about we just hurry off to one of the restrooms and finish this up, where no one will see."
Jacob shook his head a little at that suggestion as he continued running his fingertip around Lucas' cockhead, getting it nicely coated by precum. Once it had a glistening coating on it he pulled back and brought the finger to his lips, his eyes looking at Lucas with a suggestive look as he sucked his finger clean with exaggerated, almost comical little slurps. The action had an obvious reaction on the rottweiler who throbbed at his flatmate's suggestive display.
"Not gonna finish you off at the toilets, bud. And not gonna suck you to completion either," the doberman said while he bent forward a little and reached behind himself, took a hold of his sweatpants and then tugged them down a little. The rottweiler sat up with almost a startle of attention at what Jacob was suggesting as those sweatpants were tugged down far enough, along with the doberman's underwear, to start revealing the doberman's round, almost bubbly rear. Lucas reached for Jacob's paw to stop him in his tracks.
"You crazy?" he said, his voice turning into a low whisper barely audible to even the doberman. "We almost got caught just now. Fucking is gonna make too much noise," he protested, though judging by the throbbing of his length the rottweiler's cock knew what it wanted even if his smarts were protesting.
"Besides, we'd have to prep you first. If I have to hike your tail up and eat you out I'd rather do it where we won't be disturbed," he continued, the rottweiler putting on a little grin to bring the point home that he wasn't adversed to the fucking and was more than happy to eat his buddy out to get things prepped. He would just prefer to do it somewhere more private.
That mischievous smirk grew on the doberman's lips as he resisted the rottweiler's paw that was stopping him from tugging his pants down. He stood up a little so that he could pull his sweatpants fully down past his rear, letting that round ass come out onto display, nice and bare for any potential eyes to see should they somehow find themselves looking the pair's way. Luckily for them the sleeping feline was still very much asleep and there were no movements by the doors leading to the other carriages.
"Not gonna need to prep me, Luke. You'll be able to slide right in."
As he stood slightly bent forward with his ass sticking out some, Jacob took Lucas' paw to guide it in under his tail. The rottweiler gave a nervous glance back at the sleeping feline, then glanced around them to see if anyone was coming through the carriage doors. Though as he was glancing around, his ears suddenly perked up and his eyes grew just a little bit wide for a moment as he could feel something against his fingertips.
Jacob had guided Lucas' fingers underneath his tail. But instead of feeling the familiar sensation of skin, fur or flesh against his fingertips, the rottweiler could feel the sensation of metal. Curiously those fingertips explored to find out what they were touching, and he could feel it was something round or oval shaped, and that it seemed to be sticking out of the doberman. The rottweiler was quickly putting two and two together.
Jacob was wearing one of his buttplugs, and Lucas' fingertips were feeling up the stopper of it.
"You dirty fucking horndog," Lucas growled out lowly. His fingertips came to grasp around the stopper of the plug to give it a teasing, gentle little tug; not enough to pull it out but enough to have the doberman feel the plug move around a little inside. "You were planning on fucking on the train the whole time, weren't you?"
Jacob, who let out a soft little growl of his own at that teasing tug, grinned at the accusation.
"Never done it on a train before. And I know you wont back out despite your protests," he murmured out and reached for Lucas' cock again to squeeze at it and further entice the rottweiler to think more with his cock and less with his brain. "Besides, you don't wanna walk around with blue balls when we arrive, do you? A big and studly dog like yourself surely would need to drain those nuts good before we arrive. Don't know when we get the next chance."
He put emphasis on the words concerning Lucas' physique, knowing that the rottweiler always enjoyed being praised for the work he put into his own body. And it had the desired effect, bringing that more dominant and primal side of the rottweiler out of him. Lucas gave a sharp outtake of air out through his nose, and his cock twitched again in the other's grasp. A rumbling growl was beginning to form in his chest, rising upwards to escape him perhaps a bit louder than what was safe.
"Rrrrr... fine," the rottweiler spoke after growling in building arousal. "You win, fucking perv. Just don't start moaning loudly like a whore. If we get in trouble I'm holding you fully responsible."
As he spoke he tugged at the stopper of the plug, pulling just enough to not let it slip out but just to let the doberman feel like it might at any second. Jacob arched his back a little at that and tensed up some while his cock twitched at the teasing feeling. He let go of Lucas' length to reach for and tug his own pants down some more, enough for his own length to be freed from it's confines and come slapping against his own belly with a slight thud and a string of pre being flung and landing at the back of the backrest in front of him. He pulled his sweatpants and underwear far down enough so that they were just above his knees, putting him in a very compromising position should anyone look their way.
"Better plug me right back up once you've gotten that thing out and I'm still nice and gaping for you, stud," Jacob spoke, continuing to tease his roommate with dirty words that he knew would get him going. He scooted a bit closer to the edge of his seat and took a hold of the seat in front of him while bending forwards a bit more to stick his ass out as much as he could, bracing himself to feel the rottweiler tug the plug out of him.
As he scooted forward, Lucas was greeted with more of the sight of the doberman's bubbly cheeks and plugged ass, and his length twitched again as he eyed it all up for a moment. The sight of any great looking ass was always a hot and sexy one, but seeing a guy wearing a plug all for the sake of keeping themselves prepped and ready for you was perhaps even sexier, he thought. He let himself appreciate it all for just a few moments before he got to firmly tugging, the rottweiler leaning a bit to his side so that he could get an even better look of watching the doberman's ass holding onto that silvery thing as he was trying to tug it out.
"Nnnff... come on Luke... get it out..." Jacob murmured out, the doberman doing his best to relax and allow it to slip out more easily. Not an easy thing to do, due to the plug he had chosen. Lucas just growled at his insistence and he tugged harder. He could see the doberman's walls gripping around the bottom end of the bulbous plug right behind the stopper, could see them resist his tugging though starting to open up more and more.
"Stop fucking gripping it, dude..." Lucas rumbled out, the rottweiler tugging harder. And harder. He could see the walls spreading open, could see more of the silvery steel reveal itself and start to slip out just a little bit. Jacob's ears fell back against his head and the doberman grit his teeth while he closed his eyes at the discomfort of his walls being worked open. Lucas could tell that Jacob was having to suppress a groan, the noise coming out as a rumble instead. He pulled harder. Those walls opened up some more, and more of the bulbous thing could be seen starting to slip out. Lucas' cock twitched at the sight. He liked it, even if he wouldn't admit to it then and there. His tugging grew stronger.
Scchhlllllorrrrp.
The wet noise could be heard suddenly as Lucas pulled perhaps a little too hard, making the silver-looking, steel buttplug suddenly come rushing out, all messy looking from the more than generous amounts of lube that the doberman no doubt had used to force the thing inside himself in the first place. And as it came out, Jacob twitched and tensed and had to bite down on his lower lip to prevent the groan of discomfort of the sudden spreading to escape him. His chosen plug was about the diameter of a tennis-ball where it was at the widest, and it was now leaving Jacob's hole gaping and messy looking, the large amounts of lube that Jacob had used making everything glisten as the lights of the ceiling shone down on it all. Some of the slippery stuff was starting to trickle out, running along the insides of the gaping entrance to the lower part of it, threatening to dribble down along the doberman's taint and, eventually, down the back of his nutsack.
Before that could happen though, Lucas was quick to act. Once Jacob would close up it might take some work getting inside him. And as much as he could've just sat there and stared at the depravity of that gaping ass in the middle of the train car, he didn't want to have to drag things out. The rottweiler put the messy plug down on Jacob's seat.
"Come here you dirty fuck," he growled out just before reaching for and taking a hold of the doberman's hips and lifting him up by them. He moved with ease, owing to his workouts, and before Jacob could start getting used to that sudden empty feeling of the plug no longer being inside him the doberman found himself being pulled over to the rottweiler's lap. He couldn't keep himself from letting out a heated growl of his own, the doberman's eyes opening and his head turning some to look over his shoulder at Lucas. That playful, mischievous and almost shit-eating grin was back on his lips.
"Hurry up and fuck me," he whispered out, trying to keep himself quiet and not start attracting unwanted attention now that he was about to get what he wanted. Lucas merely snorted at that while muttering what sounded something like "fucking cockcrazed slut" under his breath, though he did move quickly. Within moments Jacob found himself on the rottweiler's lap, his hands gripping onto the seat in front of the rottweiler for support while planting his feet down on the floor and lifting himself up.
"Remember, stay quiet," Lucas muttered out while he held onto Jacob's left hip, helping the doberman position himself, while his right paw took a hold of his own length and held it in place. Jacob was still gaping before him, though those walls looked like they were about to close up at any moment. Lucas pushed the tip of his cockhead right up against that gaping entrance. The feel of his cockhead against it seemed to make things twitch for the doberman, either out of anticipation or out of the muscles about to start tightening up. Now or never, Lucas thought. He rolled his hips forward while tugging Jacob back against himself . The doberman's walls seemed to start to close down just in time for Lucas to slip inside, and the walls practically welcomed the rottweiler's cock by hugging around it as Lucas pulled Jacob down until he found those bubbly asscheeks nestled down nice and snug against his groin.
Both of them couldn't hold back the mixture of moans and grunts that wanted to escape them; Jacob grunting as he found himself plugged right back up, only this time by something less thick but much warmer and longer, and Lucas moaning as the familiar confines enveloped him. The lubed up insides of the doberman made it easy for him to slip in deep right from the get-go. Even with the plug having done its work to keep him spread open, the doberman's warm walls still managed to hug down nicely around Lucas' cock, perhaps due to the girth of his length. By the time Jacob was sitting down on Lucas' lap he felt all nice and full again, and the doberman couldn't keep from letting out a satisfied sigh as he savored the familiar feelings and sensations of the rottweiler's familiar, fat length plugging him up as well as it always did.
"Fuuuck man... I ever tell you your cock is fucking fantastic?" Jacob murmured out, his claws digging into the seat in front of him a little bit as he took a moment to grind down against Lucas and let them both feel things stirring around. By now Lucas was holding onto both of Jacob's hips, his strong hands having been running across them a little bit before suddenly gripping tightly as he felt Jacob grind down, the grinding making those hot walls of the doberman move around a bit against his length.
"All the time man. Don't go one fuck without you praising my dick like the slut we both know you are," Lucas murmured back at him, his hips rolling forwards to meet the doberman's grinding motions. He huffed out, trying to suppress a groan as those hot walls hugged at him particularly firmly for a moment, perhaps due to the doberman reacting to his teasing words.
"Mmmfff, well it's true though," Jacob huffed back at him, the doberman starting to lift himself up. "You, nnnfff, have a great fucking cock. Always makes me feel so fucking full..." he continued, his huffing turning into a groan as he felt Lucas' length slipping out of him nice and slowly. Things were perhaps a bit more raw and rough than they ought to be, what with Lucas' cock not having been lubed up properly before, though Jacob's slick passages made things easy still for the doberman. Before that groan could start getting too loud the hands of the rottweiler pulled him firmly back down, making Jacob sit right back down with a grunt.
"Hah, well thanks, bud," Lucas gasped out at the sudden feeling of being fully engulfed once more. "Your own cock's not bad either, you know. Shame ya got such a strong craving for being on the receiving end."
Jacob defied those pulling paws while Lucas spoke, the doberman pulling himself back up again.
"You, hffff, know I'm always happy to fuck you into the mattress too," he rumbled out before suddenly grunting as he once more found himself pulled right back down when about half of the rottweiler's cock remained inside him. It all then came thrusting back inside, poking and rubbing up against his sweat spot as it did. It was as if the two were fighting for the control of setting the pace of their fucking, or perhaps just teasing each other with their respective pulling and pushing.
"Mmm, yeah? Then stop flaunting this thing around all the time and wave your cock in my face more often," Lucas retorted while giving a firm grind with his hips, the rottweiler knowing just how to find and grind against the doberman's sweet spot. "You know I can't resist when you walk around with this ass on display," he continued when he got the desired effect from Jacob, the rottweiler listening as Jacob moaned out at having his sensitive spot teased.
A stir from the sleeping feline caught both of their attention and they practically jumped where they sat. Lucas' right paw shot forward for Jacob's muzzle, clamping around it in an attempt to keep it shut and muffle any noises that were threatening to escape the doberman due to the rottweiler's startle having caused his hips to have jerked suddenly and made him bury himself deeply inside Jacob. Both of them stared at the bobcat, who had just shuffled some in his sleep, his body coming to slump down further against the seat next to him. Their hearts beat against their chests, wondering if he was about to wake up. Seconds later soft snores started escaping the feline again, and Lucas' paw let go of Jacob while he leaned back against the seat while letting out a sigh.
"Better get this over with, and quickly," Lucas whispered, his paws taking a firm hold of Jacob's hips again as he spoke. "Ride me, dude. You know I cum fast with you on top."
Jacob, who could feel Lucas's length grinding and shuffling about even as the rottweiler spoke, had to suppress groans as that length teased and dragged once more against his walls. Lucas' words got his attention though, his ears perking up at that, and he looked back a little over his shoulder to briefly meet the rottweiler's gaze.
"One ball-draining ride coming up, stud," he teased playfully as he gripped the seat in front of him even more firmly, the doberman digging his clawtips into it while throwing Lucas a wink. The rottweiler was right; as much fun as he was having from the danger of the situation, they ought to be quick about it. With Lucas supporting him he started to lift his hips up, a groan threatening to escape his lips again as he felt the thick length being pulled out of him. Nice and slow he went at first, moreso to give his body a second to get used to the motions more than anything else, and only stopped when the first inch or so remained inside him.
"Uuuhhnnf!" he grunted out as he let himself fall back down, engulfing that whole length again and somewhat forgetting about the need to be quiet. The rottweiler grunted with him, though a lower and more muffled one, Lucas not having forgotten about the risk of what they were doing. A drawn out groan was starting to escape the doberman though, which prompted Lucas to let out a shushing noise while he was throwing a glance over at the feline, who still seemed to be soundly sleeping.
"Yeah yeah..." Jacob muttered out at the shushing noise before pulling himself back up with a soft groan and then falling right back down moments later, causing them both to grunt out once more, though both of them also tried keeping themselves as quiet as possible this time. Up he pulled himself again and then fell back down. The doberman started a slow, but steady, rhythm of riding his partner's length, making sure to stay slow as it gave him more control and helped them from keeping noises of bodies hitting bodies from filling the train car. Jacob was the type to prefer a bit faster and rougher play, though the slower pace was fine too and had him groaning out softly every now and then as his flatmate's cock brushed, dragged and poked against his walls while it was forced in and out of him.
Lucas, meanwhile, was gripping and kneading at the doberman's hips and making sure to support his partner who was doing most of the work. He'd give the odd thrust up here and there as Jacob rode him, mostly to tease the doberman and perhaps coax some fun noise out of him (even if he knew that they ought to be quiet) but also because he wanted to quickly push Jacob to climax. He himself never lasted long when his partner's were on top, something about the thought of them being so willing to take his cock, ride him and use it as their toy being a thought that turned Lucas on immensely, and since Jacob was working him to a quick climax he figured it was only fair to return the favor by trying to tease the doberman's sweet spot. At first Lucas would throw glances over at the feline, especially whenever Jacob let out one of those moans, grunt or groans at having his sweet spot teased, but soon Lucas seemed to forget about that as he found himself groaning more often as well while the doberman worked his length with the practiced expertise that someone who'd shared his bed a hundred, if not a thousand times, held.
Up and down Jacob's hips moved and back and forth Lucas' length slipped and pulled with increasingly slickened noises as the rottweiler had steadily started to drip and drool inside of the doberman, aiding their fucking with slick precum. With an increased need to feel the rottweiler fill him up with that thick length, the doberman hadn't been able to contain himself and his motions had grown a bit faster. They weren't quite enough to risk start making noises of the doberman's asscheeks clapping against the rottweiler's thighs and groin, though the risk probably wasn't far off. Meanwhile, Jacob's eyes had closed and his tongue was hanging a little bit from the side of his muzzle, the dog panting some and letting out muttered words of "fuck yeah'" and "that's it" whenever the fat, slick dick of the rottweiler teased at his insides in particularly good ways.
Jacob almost barked when he suddenly felt something wrap around his own drooling cock, the rottweiler's right paw having sneakily let go of his hip and reached forward to find it. And as Jacob was riding Lucas' length with practiced ease, Lucas started to jerk his flatmate off with similarly expert motions. His thumb teased over the doberman's cockhead, spreading the slick stuff drooling out of it around, the rottweiler working his flatmate's cock in just the ways he knew got Jacob going nice and fast. While your typical pumping and squeezing certainly would get Jacob to nut, it was always the teasing of thumbs and fingers over his sensitive cockhead that could get him there quickly. And to get off quickly was the plan. Lucas' drooling inside of Jacob was growing thicker, and he had to get Jacob there as well.
As if in direct response to the pumps and teasing of the rottweiler's thumb, Jacob started to squeeze down around Lucas' length, doing his best to clamp his loosened walls down around the rottweiler's cock. Lucas let out that sexually fueled, dominant growl of his at those snug sensations, and his teasing and pumping became quicker and more insistent as if he took that clamping down as a challenge from the doberman about who could make the other cum first. Jacob eased up a little as he pulled himself back up, but then clamped down again and even gave a gyrating grind with his hips as he did his best to tightly squeeze around Lucas' length once it was buried fully inside again. But that tight squeezing also became his mistake in their impromptu little challenge.
It pressed firmly against his sweet spot, teased him and made his own cock throb in approval as he felt Lucas' thick thing press against his sweet spot hard. His drooling grew heavier almost within an instant. He felt the rottweiler shuffle a little against him, the motions causing that fat thing to brush and drag against his insides once more. Moments later Jacob felt the rottweiler's breath against his neck as the big stud's shuffling seemed to have been him leaning forwards.
"Just fucking cum for me, Jacob. I know you can't hold it in," Lucas whispered, the rottweiler leaning in to nibble and nip over Jacob's neck. The doberman shuddered at those teasing words and he moaned out, a moan perhaps a bit more high-pitched or shrill then one might expect from a guy like Jacob. The paw around his cock teased around his cockhead some more, thumb coming to glide across it and even trace around the urethra to spread the steady trickle of precum around. "This is what you wanted, so just fucking cum already, you slut," the rottweiler whispered again.
To bring the doberman over the edge the rottweiler pulled his hips back, taking control of the riding for a moment, and then thrust in hard. As his cock came jabbing at Lucas's sweet spot the doberman couldn't hold it back any longer. The left paw of the rottweiler shot up, coming to cover up the doberman's lips and maw to keep the moans that started to escape the doberman moments later from getting too loud.
"Shhh, shhh, that's it," Lucas murmured out, shushing his partner while also urging him on. The doberman's cock was spasming in his grip and it almost felt like the whole of the canine's body was clamping down and squeezing around Lucas' cock as Jacob was pushed past the edge and his cockhead was sending ropes of white to paint the back of the seat that he was holding onto with large, messy spots. Lucas' paw kept up its pumping, milking Jacob's balls for all they had to offer, with the doberman's eyes closed and ears splayed down against his head as he tried not to groan too loudly.
"That's it, get it all out," Lucas continued teasingly urging Jacob on. "But don't forget to ride, buttslut. Keep riding," he then commanded with a low growl into the doberman's splayed ears. It took a moment for the doberman to start lifting his hips again, what with being in the middle of his climax and all that, though with a whine of acknowledgement he started to pull himself up again. It took more effort, partly due to the high of his orgasm and partly due to his body gripping at the rottweiler's length and seemingly not wanting to let go during his orgasm. The doberman squirmed for a moment as the fat thing dragged along his insides once more, his sensitive spot perhaps feeling even more sensitive as he was in the middle of emptying his nuts all over the seat in front of them, that teasing dragging just helping to milk him. When just a couple of inches remained inside him the doberman was able to take a deep breath to collect himself some and try to calm his gripping muscles down, allowing him to push back down on Lucas' drooling length.
"Mmmff, that's it man. Show me you want it deep inside ya," Lucas continued to tease and spur Jacob on. His pumping and teasing of Jacob's by now overly sensitive cockhead had slowed down, the rottweiler settling for just idly squeezing and slowly stroking whatever droplets of cum he could still squeeze out of his buddy. The teasing words seemed to have the right effect on Jacob as the doberman seemed to quickly and steadily get himself back together and start riding more properly again.
"Yeah, yeah, that's it bud. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop," Lucas huffed out. He'd finally let go of Jacob's length and he leaned back against his seat, paws finding Jacob's hips again and holding onto them (one of those hips finding itself getting a bit messy due to the rottweiler not cleaning off the mess that Jacob had made out of his stroking paw) as Jacob rode him again. He could feel those familiar sensations bubbling up, the tingles running through his length and cockhead in particular, spurred on by having made his flatmate cum and being worked over by the doberman's motions and the feel of those snug walls enveloping him again and again. He dared to close his eyes, forgetting about their environment and just letting himself enjoy the feel of his buddy riding him.
"Fuuuck... fuuuck... that's it... hhhnnnff..." he'd huff out, his paws digging into the doberman's hips as the doberman worked him ever closer. Jacob had managed to come back to things enough by now to get better control of his muscles, letting him start riding properly again. The doberman's eyes opened a bit as he rode, and he looked back over his shoulder and watched the expression on his flatmate's face. Lucas was gritting his teeth visibly every now and then, his facial features tensing up along with his body, his nose flaring and ears twitching. Occasionally his lips turned into a slight "O" shape as the rottweiler groaned out. Jacob loved the sight of that, loved seeing how good he made his buddy feel. He rode him harder, perhaps starting to go a bit faster than he ought to as light slaps could be heard once his body met Lucas'.
""Oh fuck yeah... yeah... almost there, bud... almost there..." Lucas continued to huff out, that familiar sensation growing ever stronger.
"Just fucking breed me already," Jacob groaned out, the doberman this time having a commanding tone in his voice as if he was growing impatient. The rottweiler's eyes opened slightly, his gaze meeting Jacob's own for just a brief moment before they closed again. Hearing Jacob wanting it was the trigger to push him past the edge, and it was as if something suddenly bubbled up inside him and was about to burst and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Lucas arched his back some and almost threw his head back while his paws dug deeply into the doberman's hips, and his own hips gave a couple of jerks (coaxing some pleasured noises out of the doberman in the process) before he pulled Jacob down hard and buried himself. Within moments Jacob got exactly what he wanted as he could feel Lucas throb and flex inside of him, and the doberman could feel the warm ropes of the rottweiler's cum filling his insides and joining the mess of lube and precum that was already lining his walls. Jacob made sure to keep himself sat down against Lucas' groin, the doberman muttering out a satisfied "fuck yeah" under his breath as the rottweiler emptied himself. Lucas couldn't keep himself from groaning out in pleasured bliss, his tongue coming to hang from the side of his muzzle as he groaned. His whole body jerked as his cock throbbed inside of the doberman, the orgasm making him spasm and lose control of himself.
For a good few moments they sat like that, Lucas groaning and gripping the doberman while his body twitched and spasmed, and Jacob with his ass firmly planted against the rottweiler's crotch and letting out satisfied noises as he was bred nice and deep by his partner. Even with Lucas' length plugging him up as best as it could he could feel some of that warm, sticky stuff trickling out a little, coming to matt and make a mess of Lucas' crotch (if it wasn't a mess already from the pre and lube that no doubt had been pulled out during the doberman's riding).
.....
Soon enough Lucas would come back to reality, his cock still throbbing and ballsack still feeling taut even as his initial high was wearing off. He'd slump down a little against his seat, feeling somewhat spent, his grip on Jacob's hips loosening some. His eyes opened to first look down at the sight of his cock still being lodged deep inside the now cumleaking ass of the doberman, and then pulling up to find Jacob looking back at him with a grin on his lips. A grin that Lucas couldn't help but to return.
"Scratch fucking in a train off the bucket list," Jacob murmured out with a wink at Lucas. Lucas merely let out a snort at that.
"Fucking pervert. Come here you," he spoke right back, the rottweiler pulling himself up and leaning forward while moving a paw to the doberman's chest and putting pressure to push him backwards and pull him in. Jacob knew what was coming and licked his lips, eager to give his long-time fuckbuddy and flatmate a kiss to end things with. They both reeked of lube, sweat, cum and male musk. They'd have to sneak off to one of the bathrooms and clean up as best as they could once the kiss was done with.
"What in the actual fuck? Really?!"
A voice that neither of them recognized rang out. The two froze while their gaze slowly moved over to where the bobcat had been sleeping. Except there was no one sitting there. Instead the bobcat was standing up, looking just a tad bit groggy as if he had just woken up but well aware enough of what was going on, his gaze staring at them. The look he was giving them was one of a mixture of disbelief, disapproval and a whole lot of other emotions that quite clearly told them that he wasn't happy about what he had woken up to.
They were busted.