V in Public Train

V in Public Train

Warning

V with multiple men

The public train was unusually crowded today. Everywhere, people were packed in like sardines; it was nearly impossible to move more than a few inches without elbowing someone in the face. Amidst the chaos, a young man with piercing blue eyes and silky black hair struggled to find a seat.

His name was Kim Taehyung, but everyone called him V.

He was new to this city and had never used public transportation before; he was both excited and nervous about the experience. As he made his way through the throng of people, he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of anticipation building within him. It was almost as if he knew that something unspeakably wonderful was about to happen.

And then it did.

As V searched for a place to sit, a strong, masculine hand gripped his shoulder. He turned around, expecting to see a friendly face offering him a seat, but instead he found himself staring into the cold, hard eyes of a rough-looking man.

The man's hand travelled down his arm, grasping his wrist firmly, and before V could react, he was being pulled onto the man's lap. "Here," the man growled, "you can sit here."

V felt a blush creeping up his neck as he realized where the man expected him to sit. But before he could protest or apologize, the man's other hand snaked around his waist, pulling him closer. V's body was now sandwiched between the man's strong thighs, his butt was mere coms away from the man's crotch.

He could feel the man's erection pressing against his stomach, and despite himself, a strange sense of excitement began to course through his veins. Being seated on the mans lap side ways, making the cock to poke on his side waist stomach.

As the train lurched forward, the man's grip on V tightened, holding him firmly in place. V tried to breathe deeply, to calm his racing heart, but it was no use. The man's body heat was intoxicating, and the way the man's hand moved possessively over his hip sent shivers down his spine. He couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to be touched more intimately by this stranger.

Before he could dwell on the thought any further, V felt another hand reach around and cup his breast. He gasped, his eyes widening in surprise and pleasure. The man squeezed gently, massaging his sensitive nipple through the fabric of his shirt. V arched his back, pressing his body against the man's erection, wanting more.

"Mmmmhhhhhh….aauuuhhh"

The train continued on its journey, and as it did, more men in the train took notice of V. Some lewd comments and whistles filled the air, but V barely registered them. All he could focus on was the hand that still held him close, the man's other hand teasing and caressing his breast.

As the train lurched to a stop, the man finally released him, pushing him roughly off his lap. V stumbled forward, his face flushed with desire and embarrassment. He glanced around, half-expecting to see the man waiting for him, but he was nowhere to be found. A new group of men had taken his place, crowding around him, their hands groping at his body, their lips whispering lewd suggestions into his ear.

V closed his eyes, trying to block out the sensory overload

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