Fantasy: Sex on Subway Train
Hey, guys! Have you ever fantasized about having sex on a subway train?
Say you’re in a train so overcrowded you jostle against other passengers. Uncomfortable, yes, but on that particular day there’s this hot guy in front of you whose crotch is rubbing yours and wait, Is he sporting an erection? Yes, he is. You could feel his warmth on your own skin and he’s giving you a look so you started to get aroused. Seeing that you were not exactly saying no, he opens your fly and his hand made its way inside your underwear then he gives you the best handjob ever.
Sounds hot, yes? I think some of us have, at one point in our life, fantasized about subway sex; it’s the reason why numerous subway porn films exist after all.
Hot as an idea of course, but not so much in real life as in the case of this couple who recently pleaded guilty to “one count of outraging public decency.” Reports say that the couple—Nicholas Mullan (24) and George Mason (35)—engaged in a threesome with an unidentified man on a London Underground train last year, February 19, 2018. The trio was filmed having, and we quote, “full sex, oral sex and masturbation in the presence of the traveling members of the public.”
The couple will be sentenced on 1 February and if found guilty they will be fined and given a curfew and suspended jail sentences like the many others before them which made me curious exactly how often people have sex on the subway.
Adam4Adam readers, how often do you commute through subway trains? Do you have any subway sex stories to tell (fantasy and otherwise)? Comment below!
I’m a native of Brooklyn NY and once had an encounter with a guy in a dirty subway bathroom which are absolutely filthy. We gave each other eyes and he began to walk in front of me down a long hallway in the Borough Hall station. Heading to the Men’s room, I motioned him to the stall, which was gross but I sat down on it and proceeded to give him a wet, sloppy BJ and sucked so hard and forcefully it made my eyes water. He pulled out and busted his nut, I wiped myself off and that was that.
Since then I’ve often seen cute boys in the subway and I love to look at sexy young male feet when it’s summer, as good looking feet and toes turn me on. I often daydream about another bathroom encounter but it hasn’t happened…yet.
I just love a man whom ‘also’ has a healthy foot fetish, chin-chin! I met a few guys starin’ at my sz 15’s when I lived there and on the train, I let ’em know I LOVED it as I worked up a hard-on. “Gettin’ on 14th street? Yeah, so am I,” my place then. But never, actually on or in the subway.
Years ago, you could play around on a north bound Brown line train from downtown Chicago. They’d run 2 minutes apart so you could get a train car to yourself. This was before cameras
On the trains and subways in Tokyo there are certain cars where guys looking for train sex (with other guys) tend to congregate, especially during the busy rush hours when passengers are smashed together. I’ve had many nice encounters with all sorts of guys, even making each other cum! The trick is to do it discreetly.
One encounter, many years ago, got so heated that we got off on the next stop and proceeded to a love hotel to finish off!
When I was younger i worked on the upper east side of Manhattan and took the F train to my appartment in Brooklyn. The evening train was always packed but on one particular evening it was crammed more than usual. I found myself holding on the the center pole with an slightly older bearded (my weakness) man. We made eye contact immediately. Shortly I felt his knee rubbing up and down my inner thighs. i spread just enoth to accomadate his move. After a stop or two i started returning the rubbing. i was able to actually feel his erction through his pants.
This continued for several stops, with the train ing braking giving reason for extra thrust to my knee. ]When we reached his stop i followed him off the train. He walked deliberately slow and would occassionally glance back at me as we walked down the street but did not seem upset. When he reached his building he paused and waited for me to catch up. When i did, he motioned did I want to come up. I accepted. Once inside his apartment he paused in the foyer which had a wide full length mirror, unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants and underwear. I dropped to my knees, watched myself give him a full blow job while he controlled my head with his firm grip. He exploded down my throat, pulled his pants up and indicated it was time for me to leave. I did. We never spoke and i never saw him on the train again over numerous years.
“full sex, oral sex and masturbation in the presence of the traveling members of the public.”
Brings to mind Gillette’s recent advice, “…The Best Men Can Be.”
lol
When I was younger I worked on Upper Eastside Manhattan and took the F train home to my apartment in Brooklyn.
Evening rush was always packed but one particular evening it was more so than usual. I found myself sharing a center pole with a slightly older bearded (my weakness) man. We made eye contact and soon I could feel his knee rubbing up and down my inner. I spread a bit to accommodate his motion. We had dropped eye contact. Soon I was rubbing my knee against him and could feel his erection through his pants.
This continued for several stops with each braking of the train giving extra thrust to my knee. When we reached his stop I followed him off the train and up onto the street. He walked deliberately slow and would occasionally glance back in an inviting way. I stayed respectfully back. When he reached his building he stopped and waited. When I approached he indicated did I want to come up. I accepted. We did not speak in the elevator.
When we were inside his place he stopped in the foyer which had a wide full length mirror, unbuckled his belt and dropped hos pants and underwear exposing his nice sized fully erect cock. I dropped to my knees and gave him a full blow job while he guided my head with his firm grip.
When I finished and swallowed he pulled his pants up and indicated it was time for me to leave. I left. We had not spoken and I never saw him on the train again over numerous years.
I live in a small town and there is no subway, but I did even better than that…I got fucked by a wal-mart truck driver in the cab of his truck while the wal-mart employees were unloading his truck.. I was yelling and screaming and moaning so loud I know the wal-mart workers had to have heard me…the truck driver didn’t care… the louder I got the harder he rammed his big dick to me…
Wow I knew this was a thing. I let a guy feel my butt on the subway once I was in NY. I felt kinda horrified and dirty but also sexy. He was handsome, trim, and big man hands.
One night when I lived in Boston, I was taking the Orange line from State Street t o Assembly row. I was the only person in this car at the time. Then a middle aged Arabic guy got on the train and sat in front of me. We made eye contact and we spoke. Then he came over and sat next to me. He asked me if I minded and he put his hand on his cock. I said I didn’t mind and he started to rub on my cock and unzipped my pants while kissing. Once the train reached assembly row, I got off the train and so did he. As I walked to my apartment, I checked to see if my roommate was sleep which he was. Then I invited the guy into my room and we gave each other blowjobs and I topped him.
when i lived in Brooklyn, i use to make it standard to check out the restroom at Bourough Hall.
with it’s long trough urinal at a major stop, it was a know hot spot. in fact, transit police would often stand against the back wall to patrol ‘bad behavior’, LOL,…
i was in my late 20’s and always horny. one evening when i went in there was an older (60’s?) Hasidic man in full blown black garments and payots (sideburns) at the trough. i looked over and he was jerk ing his cock. i found that VERY erotic !!!! i pulled out my hard on and we jerked together until we both spewed……i am now 65 and this is still vivid with me.