Pleasure Express - Enhanced

The train rattles along, packed with a parade of chiseled jaws and broad shoulders that make Eugen's pulse race. He can't take it anymore. Slipping into an empty cabin, he locks the door with a quiet click. His fat cock strains against his pants, begging for release. Eugen frees it, the thick shaft springing out, veined and heavy in his grip. He strokes slow at first, savoring the heat building in his core. Faster now, his fist pumps with urgent rhythm, breaths coming in sharp gasps. The motion of the train rocks him, each sway urging him deeper into the haze of need. Pleasure coils tight, then snaps—hot spurts arc across his hand, leaving him spent and sighing. Eugen tucks himself away, a sly smile tugging at his lips. Much better, indeed.