Cock Slave Pt 3

I pulled down my shorts and underwear, stepped out of them, turned around, spread my legs and stuck out my ass. I could see him behind me in the mirror. I was counting the seconds until he slid his fat cock up my ass.
Part 2
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On my backpacking trip through Europe during the Summer of 1985 after my Sophomore year at university, I took an overnight train and had the cabin to myself until, thankfully, a tall, ruggedly handsome man came in.
He had shaggy red hair, wide set blue eyes, dark brows, lashes and scruff. Taken separately, his features were not great, but together made him hot and irresistible to me. He looked like the actor Luc Schiltz who played Inspector Captani on the Netflix series, “Capitani.”
He was wearing tight blue jeans, a tight white t-shirt that showed his muscular torso, neck, arms and stiff nipples and large boots. After he sat down, he reached out his hand and we shook hands. He said his name was Daan and he was Dutch. I told him my name was Mike and I was American.
We talked about our travels. He looked right into my eyes with his legs spread wide. I could see his hard cock down his right thigh. At about 10:00, he looked down at his bulge, gripped it, winked and looked at me, smiled and asked, “Have you ever had sex with another man in a train bathroom?”
“No, but there’s always a first time.”
He took my hand and said, “Follow me. I have condoms and lube.”
We went into the bathroom. He locked the door and took several condoms and small packages of lube out of his back pocket, put them on the ledge by the sink, and when he dropped his pants (no underwear) his rock hard fat nine inch...