the conductor anyway. "Have you ever seen a man's cock, Tory?" I shook my head. He opened his pants more, giving me a better look. I realized something I had not picked up on before, he was shaved, completely, bald as an egg. He showed me his testicles, big, much larger than mine. "You can watch, Tory, if you wish." And he went back to slowly stroking his prick, playing with the inordinately huge, angry red knob.

"Are you gay?" I asked. And then I realized the stupidity of my question, "I mean, you know, just gay, not hetero at all?"

He smiled, "I know what you mean. Oh, I'm married, have been for twenty years, but I prefer men, always have. Understand?"

I shook my head, confused. "I thought, well, you were one or the other?"

He slowed his hand motion, just keeping his cock hard. He was clearly trying to frame his words. "I don't know Tory. I guess if you told me I could only be one or the other, I would go with men for that is the kind of sex, the kind of company I really love. But I have good sex with my wife. I know she has other men, and she knows I like men, and we live with that. It is tough to understand, but it works."

I was quiet for awhile, just looking at his cock, feeling my own erection throb. The only guy sex I had was with a kid I didn't really like, but I really wanted to feel a penis. Looking at Ron, I suddenly knew that sex with him would be different, and, I realized, better, a lot better. I nodded.

He chuckled quietly, "well, if you really do understand you're doing better that I am, for I am still a bit confused, even after all these years." He looked right at me. "But what I do know, is I would gladly suck your cock until you shot your load into my mouth." His sudden lapse into dirty talk stunned me for a moment, but then got me hot as hell. He was looking right at me. "Tory, you don't need to do a thing. Just lean back, imagine what you want, or look at your magazines." His hand was moving faster now. Without any warning, he moved into the seat next to me, his long cock flopping around as he did so. "No one will see, Tory. They are all asleep, and none of them are able to see even if they were awake."

I had always loved risk, especially exhibitionistic risk. Jerking off in men's rooms at the urinal, scared some man would come to the one next to me and see, or in dressing rooms. I would get so hot thinking about the cameras everyone said were in those rooms, and some security guard watching me jerk off, come on a handkerchief and slide the full cotton back into my pants. I had jerked off in weird places, and now Ron wanted me to have sex in public, with a man! And I nodded. He wasted no time, his hand snaking to my pants, undoing the button. I moved the seat into a reclining position and looked all around. The only person I could even see was a young woman, two rows away and she was clearly asleep. Even if she weren’t, she wouldn't be able to see Ron's head in my lap.

He pulled my hard cock