"Sigh these trains are taking forever," I thought to myself, looking at the empty railroads underneath the Australian afternoon sun. I looked down at my phone, expecting new notifications to be there to distract me from the constant boredom. But the screen just showed the time, date, and the face of some Chinese cartoon character.
Looking up and around for another form of entertainment, I swept my eyes over the golden grass beyond the train tracks. Nothing of interest caught my eye and they began to shift towards the empty benches beside me. Their faded green colour brought a sick taste to my mouth and I quickly glanced back to the grass stretching to the horizon.
Suddenly, a loud bang went off behind me and I jumped in fright, nearly dropping my phone in the process. As I looked behind me, I saw a tall young man walking away from the old, glass door.
"Sorry. My bad mate. I hope I didn't scare you," he said in a smooth Australian accent.
I froze. I sat there staring at him. His half unbuttoned shirt revealed two highly protruded collar bones stretching out from the bottom of his neck. The revealed chest looked firm and strong, suggesting that there was more underneath. His hazel eyes and short brown hair glowed under the setting sun.
"Are you ok there mate?" he asked again.
"O-o-oh sorry. I'm fine," I quickly stammered in response.
"Ok good," he responded. "They really need to fix these damn doors. They give everyone a heart attack when they close."
By this time, I was paying more attention to his lips, not what was coming out of them. I was mesmerized by the their fullness and soft pink glow. My eyes followed their thin, sharp outline as they opened and closed.
"You sure you're ok there mate?"
Instantly, I was pulled out of my trance. Shaking my head quickly, I responded, "Yeah I'm fine. Don't worry about it."
"Alright. You looked like you were dazed or something," he replied. "Well I'll see you around then," he said as he walked away.
Watching him walk away, my eyes quickly shot down to the back of his pants. The tight jeans outlined a firm, tight butt. Every movement was clearly revealed. Every step. Every motion. I could not stop myself from being sucked in. They moved up and down, two tight pendulums slowly sinking me into a hypnotic trance.
I watched them disappear behind a wall of green as he sat down. Immediately, I reared my head back in disgust. Never before had I been so tilted by a plastic bench. Looking back down at my phone, nothing had changed. The date, time, and cartoon character.
Looking up and around for another form of entertainment, I swept my eyes over the golden grass beyond the train tracks. Nothing of interest caught my eye and they began to shift towards the empty benches beside me. Their faded green colour brought a sick taste to my mouth and I quickly glanced back to the grass stretching to the horizon.
Suddenly, a loud bang went off behind me and I jumped in fright, nearly dropping my phone in the process. As I looked behind me, I saw a tall young man walking away from the old, glass door.
"Sorry. My bad mate. I hope I didn't scare you," he said in a smooth Australian accent.
I froze. I sat there staring at him. His half unbuttoned shirt revealed two highly protruded collar bones stretching out from the bottom of his neck. The revealed chest looked firm and strong, suggesting that there was more underneath. His hazel eyes and short brown hair glowed under the setting sun.
"Are you ok there mate?" he asked again.
"O-o-oh sorry. I'm fine," I quickly stammered in response.
"Ok good," he responded. "They really need to fix these damn doors. They give everyone a heart attack when they close."
By this time, I was paying more attention to his lips, not what was coming out of them. I was mesmerized by the their fullness and soft pink glow. My eyes followed their thin, sharp outline as they opened and closed.
"You sure you're ok there mate?"
Instantly, I was pulled out of my trance. Shaking my head quickly, I responded, "Yeah I'm fine. Don't worry about it."
"Alright. You looked like you were dazed or something," he replied. "Well I'll see you around then," he said as he walked away.
Watching him walk away, my eyes quickly shot down to the back of his pants. The tight jeans outlined a firm, tight butt. Every movement was clearly revealed. Every step. Every motion. I could not stop myself from being sucked in. They moved up and down, two tight pendulums slowly sinking me into a hypnotic trance.
I watched them disappear behind a wall of green as he sat down. Immediately, I reared my head back in disgust. Never before had I been so tilted by a plastic bench. Looking back down at my phone, nothing had changed. The date, time, and cartoon character.