Jostle, Jostle, Train Molester

Bodies press and jostle against one another as the train jolts into motion. Naruto raises his free hand to cover a tired yawn. The other is above his head hanging onto a ring. The train is full of schoolgirls in pleated skirts and blouses stretched tightly over lacy bras. Their high socks indent their soft thighs. A girl in front of him runs her finger up her curving thigh and butt. It slides under her panties and snaps them back into proper place against her skin. Her hand retreats inconspicuously and her skirt falls back over her ass.

"It's uncouth to get hard on the way to school," a male voice speaks into his ear. Naruto flinches. He begins to turn his head to look at the stranger but the stranger stops him, hissing, "Don't look! We wouldn't want all your schoolmates to know what a peeping pervert you are, would we?"

Naruto shakes his head.

"Keep your eyes forward," the stranger instructs. Naruto feels a tug at his white button-up shirt. The man is untucking it. Hot fingers touch his lower back above his belt. They slide along his skin, curving around his side and over his hips. The fingers spread over his navel and dip beneath his pants. The belt stops the hand's plunge. It's too tight. Naruto's hand tightens around the ring as he feels the man press closer. Something hard makes itself familiar with his ass, rubbing in small, tight circles. An arm encircles him from the other side. The belt tightens momentarily around his hip as fingers pry at the cinch. The buckle clicks as it falls, undone. Fingers tease the button from its fastened hole and nudge his zipper down. Naruto whimpers.

"Sh, sh, sh," the man says into his ear. "Can't let anyone know, remember? You're a boy, it's disgraceful to be molested like this."

Naruto's head drops a fraction of an inch in defeat.

The hand wiggles into his boxers. "Tut, tut," the stranger says lowly as the hand squeezes his erection. "Already rearing to go, huh?"

He strokes Naruto and thumbs around the head. Naruto tenses.

"No, please," Naruto's quietly wails. He desperately wants to thrust into the hand, it almost hurts not to. He keeps his hips locked and fixes his gaze on the window. He can see his own wide-eyed reflection, but that of his assailant is fuzzier. He has brown hair, but that's all Naruto can see.

The hand delves deeper between his thighs, grasping his balls lightly. Naruto can feel them bounce in the man's palm.

"The stop for Koyo station is coming up in one minute," a perky and slightly robotic female voice announces over the intercom.

The hand withdraws, leaving him achingly hard, and skims back over his lower abs, smearing his own precum onto his skin. Naruto holds his breath, wondering if the man is getting off at the next stop. But the hardness is still on his backside. He waits for the stranger's next move. The touch comes on his back. The fingers trail down the curve of his spine and muscles before twisting down and squirming into his pants. The hand scratches his skin lightly, tracing down into his crack. Fingers brush his hole. The stimulation makes Naruto jump. That only seems to excite the molester- a finger plunges in quickly.

"No, stop!" Naruto cries.

"Be a good boy, won't you?" The finger twirls inside before retreating. Another finger joins the first, jabbing inside him.

"Don't," Naruto whimpers. "Someone could see."

"No one's looking," the man murmurs. Naruto is unable to resist writhing back against the intrusion, seeking more stimulation and pleasure from the insufficient digits.

"Please," he pleads. "My uniform it's-."

"Yes?"

"Wet," Naruto gasps. "It's getting messy."

The molester continues to fingerfuck his asshole as he skims a cupped hand over Naruto's moist cockhead. "Jesus, you're soaked," the man murmurs into his ear. "You like this, don't you?" His fingers pump his dry hole in a lustful flurry. "God I'd give anything to take you all the way, right here. To pull that uniform off and fuck you against a pole until you splatter over those plastic seats. Does that sound like fun, boy?"

"Unh." Naruto can't help it anymore- he thrusts into the man's hand and gyrates back and forth between rubbing his stiff cock into the man's hand and digging back until the other hand presses as far as it can into his soft cheeks.

"Damn you students these days are sluts."

"And you molesters are bold," Naruto shoots back. A jolt of pleasure zings from the tissue of his insides up his spine.

"See that girl to your left?" the man whispers. "The one with pigtails."

Naruto's blue eyes peek towards her. It's a girl from his school, a classmate. Her long black hair is pulled into two perky pigtails that trail down to her hips. A deep blush paints her pale skin and her eyes are shifting fugitively towards Naruto's crotch. She can't see the hand snaking into his pants from that angle but as the man strokes him Naruto realizes she's seeing the moving bulge in his pants. And she's enjoying the sight by the way her thighs are squeezing together in embarrassment.

"This is the Koyo stop. Please exit to the right of the train," the happy robot instructs.

As the masses shift around them, Naruto grabs the man's hand and brings it out of his pants. The man resists but Naruto reaches behind and grabs the man's junk. "You want this inside me right?"

"Yeah," the man pants.

Naruto pulls him by the wrist from the stopped train. He winks at the blushing schoolgirl as they pass by her.

The platform is underground. It's crowded because of the morning rush hour. The blonde winds through them, making a beeline for the bathroom. He pushes into the men's dragging the molester with him.

xxx

There's nothing more mind-numbing than a train rattling down an endless track, on an endless loop, the metal wheels spinning and spinning in endless circles. It's easy for the mind to wander as the city blurs past smoothly. Ah, the morning commute. The haze of the tired zombies settles the atmosphere in this endless necessary routine. It's familiar and comfortable, a time to reflect as the last vestiges of sleep tug the mind back into half-waking dreams. Close bodies jostling against one another. So many helpless passengers, so many half-thought fantasies and plans. This is a breeding ground for sexual desire. But it's a tease. Those schoolgirls in short skirts, those accidental brushes of one stranger against another. The desire will build and build and fester into perverseness.

The restroom is small. The strip of fluorescent lights sends out a weak yellow-greenish beam that's reflected in the long smeary mirror. Tiny white tiles line the floor and walls.

Naruto pushes the molester up against a white sink. Water drips from the faucet. He can see now the man is youngish. He has a baseball cap on backwards and a lip ring. Naruto bites the metal and tugs it gently. They both pant as Naruto grinds him against the sink.

"What's your name?" Naruto asks lowly. "I want to know what to scream when you fuck me raw."

"Genma."

"Well Genma," Naruto smiles. "Don't make me beg for it."

Naruto is satisfied to see the man fumble for his zipper hurriedly. Naruto drops to his knees on the tiled floor as Genma pulls a very hard dick from his pants. Without hesitation Naruto engulfs it in his mouth. His tongue curls around the sides, wetting it.

"Oh yeah…" Genma groans and tries to push in further. Naruto allows it. The dick is heavy against his tongue and pulls at his lips. He sucks on it for a while, working his mouth around it. When he takes his mouth away from it Genma yanks him up from the floor.

He tugs Naruto's pants down to his thighs and grabs his ass. His finger immediately seeks out his hole and thrusts in and out. Naruto groans and shoves up against him desperately. He holds onto the man's shoulder as the number of fingers and speed increase. Naruto's ass starts to shake with the exertion. He reaches passed the man to a little silver box of stainless steel- a soap dispenser. He pumps it quickly, gathering a pool of slimy pink in his palm. His ass is circling bare in the air as the fingers press him. He wets his hand in the faucet and grabs Genma's cock, coating it in the gooey commercial soap.

"You're going to get hard every time you wash your hands now," Naruto tells him breathily. "Every time you smell this scent."

Genma shudders as Naruto's hand slides up and down him. Naruto releases him and tucks his hand between his own thighs, searching for his plundered hole. His soaped-up fingers press in beside Genma's, slicking the tube. He moans at how far it's being stretched, it's so wide now, the puckered muscle around the entrance loose and disappearing as it's pushed inward.

"Do it," Naruto groans withdrawing his messy fingers. Genma grabs him and flips their bodies. He shoves the blonde up onto the sink, drawing his ass up into the air. The soapy pink mess on Naruto's hand is smeared onto the glass of the mirror. Genma pushes in. The soap squelches and leaks from his hole as the large intrusion enters. Naruto's fingers spread onto the mirror's surface as his body is thrust forward. The sink digs into him. His knee slips into the bowl but Genma yanks his leg out, shoving it farther from his body. He takes Naruto splayed like that, jerking in and out quickly like an animal. Naruto's hard cock bobs back and forth. It brushes the cold metal of the faucet and he groans. Genma must notice because he pushes the blonde's hip forward so that his dick presses up against the cold metal and can't escape. The friction does it.

"Ah, fuck!" Naruto cries as cum spurts from him. It lands on the faucet and splatters onto the mirror. Genma humps ferociously inside him banging Naruto's body into the sink and mirror. He comes with a shout. Hot liquid joins the cooler soap inside him. It spills as the limp cock pulls out.

Naruto lies there against the cool ceramic, panting. The skin on his thighs tickles as the mix of liquids drips down.

"You forgot my name," Genma frowns.

"Uh, yeah," Naruto says. He's not going to apologize. He pushes himself up and grabs a fistful of paper towels, sopping up the mess as best he can. He pulls his pants up and tucks his shirt back in. A glance in the dirtied mirror tells him his tie is askew and he fixes the knot. His hair is wild and his skin is flushed but he can't help that. As he's washing his hands the man speaks.

"Do you go to school this way every day?"

"Yup," Naruto nods. "But if you touch me again I'm calling security."

"What? Why?" Genma asks bewildered.

"Umm." Naruto thinks a moment. "Because I'm gonna get a tardy now. This isn't even my stop. And if I get two more tardies I get detention."

"A fuck like this isn't worth a detention?"

Naruto snorts. "Not at all. Have a nice day," he says cheerily and leaves the restroom.

Naruto gets back on the train. It's less crowded now that all the students are at school. It jostles from the station and Naruto grabs a ring to keep his balance. A cold presence presses up against his back.

"I hear it's uncouth to get hard on the way to school," Sasuke's cool voice says into his ear.

Naruto grins. "Were you watching?"

"Hn. Watching some pervert fuck you so inadequately doesn't sound very entertaining."

"Aw, is Sasuke getting bored?"

"If I am what will you do for me?"

"Anything," Naruto says confidently.

Sasuke hums pleased. "See that woman to your left?" he asks.

"Sure." It's a middle-aged woman, dressed professionally for work. "Want me to fuck her? Would that entertain you?"

"Hardly," Sasuke drawls. "I just wanted to tell you she thinks you're crazy for talking to yourself."

"That's your fault!" Naruto protests loudly. The woman glances at him clearly disturbed. Naruto smiles apologetically at her. He hears Sasuke laugh quietly and grumbles under his breath as his friend's cold presence fades away.