The Seven Comrades

After I finished my studies at college, I was sick and tired of studying and decided that I wanted to take a break from everything before starting grad school. So I decided to travel the Trans-Siberian railway across the largest country on earth, Russia. My friends and family thought I was crazy, traveling across a country to which I have never been before and where I do not speak the language either.

It was one night when I couldn't sleep. The train was moving quickly and its movements and noise certainly did not make it any easier for me to try and fall asleep. I glanced at my watch that I had put beside my pillow. It showed the time as slightly after seven in the evening. My watch was still on Moscow time though, as all train timetables were on Moscow time. It was more likely sometime after two in the morning, as I found myself on this train far away from Moscow and in the middle of nowhere in Siberia.

I was traveling in a second class compartment for this last leg of the journey. This meant that I shared the compartment with three other people. I had met the three guys I was sharing it with earlier in the day. They were all around my age; in their early twenties. They introduced themselves as Anton, Luka, and Maksim, however, as they didn't speak any English and since my Russian is completely awful at best, this was all I knew about them. I later also met their four friends, who stayed in the compartment right next to us. Their names were Hektor, Sasha, Nikita, and Leonid. All seven of them were wearing sleeveless shirts with thin white and blue stripes as well as dark green khaki pants. I didn't know why they were all wearing the same nor why they were all wearing that, specifically. The language barrier meant that I would have to remain curious.

As I was laying in bed, trying to get some sleep, I could hear a commotion coming from the next door compartment. I assumed that it was coming from my roommates and neighbors, speaking loudly, laughing and just making a lot of noise. The three beds below and next to me were all empty so I assumed that Anton, Luka, and Maksim were all next door.

Almost an hour later, with the noise continuing from next door, the door to the compartment was opened and Anton stumbled in, visibly drunk. He was the tallest of them all, he was somewhere around 6 feet 3. His head was completely shaved. He had a well-built body for his height, his muscular arms showing well in the sleeveless shirt. Anton stumbled drunkenly to his bed and laid down on it. He quickly removed his shirt and threw it onto the floor. I was peaking from where I was laying on the bed and it seemed like he was too drunk to care that I was also in the room or he had just not seen me yet. It was probably the latter because the next thing he did was pull down his khaki pants which revealed his cock. It was big enough to suit the tall guy Anton was, my guess it was probably around six or seven inches. He had some hair, but not a lot at the base of the cock and on his balls.

Anton started to jerk himself off. At first, he went very slowly, but then he picked up the pace and was intensely beating his meat. I could feel my cock getting stiffer as I could not take my eyes of Anton pleasuring himself. He moaned very quickly for himself and breathed heavy breaths just moments before he released a big load all over his chest and stomach. He put his hands over his face and took a heavy breath. He then laid there for what felt like forever. After a while, I realized that he was taking very heavy breaths once again, however, this time it was because he seemed to have fallen asleep. His cum was glistening on his naked body in the moonlight shining in through the window.

"What a waste," I thought to myself.

I slowly but surely started to climb out of my bed and down the small ladder on the side of the bunk bed. I could still hear some people; the other guys I assumed, talking and laughing in the neighboring compartment. The poignant smell of cum hit me as I leaned over Anton. He was sound asleep, snoring quietly. I was so horny I couldn't help myself. I leaned forward a little bit more and stuck my tongue out. A mix of cum and sweat left an odd taste in my mouth as I dragged my tongue from the base of his cock to the belly button. Anton was still snoring as I moved further down on him.

His cock had cum seeping down his shaft to his balls. He must have been in a really deep sleep at this time because his majestic cock was standing up like a flag pole. A bitter taste of cum hit me as I licked his shaft clean. I continued up to the head and began licking his head, trying to catch every single last drop. As I was sitting on my knees, with the tip of Anton's cock resting on my tongue, the door all of sudden slid open.

Maksim and Luka had a look of surprise on their faces as they had just caught me in the act of cleaning up Anton's mess. They both started laughing slightly, it was clear that they were very drunk. When they both finished laughing they glanced over at each other and started approaching me. I hadn't had time to even stand up as I was in a little bit of shock of having been caught in the act. Maksim said something to Luka in Russian before he started to unzip his dark green pants. Luka laughed in response. Maksim revealed his seven-inch cock to me as he quickly pulled down his pants. He put his hand on the back of my head and with a jerk he pushed me towards his hairy balls. A musky smell forced its way into my nose, making my cock even harder. Maksim slapped his cock on my face and precum splattered over my cheek. I could feel that his cock was getting stiffer.

Luka had by this time taken out his cock as well. It was also about seven inches, it was clear that Anton was the most hung of them. Maksim guided my head to Luka's cock and I opened my mouth and let the tip rest on my tongue before Maksim and Luka both put their hands on the back of my head and pushed, making Luka's cock enter my throat. I gagged a little bit and I could feel tears starting to run down my face. My lips were now by the base of Luka's cock and they remained there for a couple of seconds before he let go and I could finally take a breath again. But I could not breathe freely for long because just a moment later Maksim forced himself down my throat and started to fuck my throat. I once again took some heavy breaths when Maksim pulled out. A string of precum was hanging from my lips to his cock.

We were then interrupted by Anton who had woken up. Luka spoke to Anton for a couple of moments only, probably explaining everything that had happened. I felt somewhat embarrassed and I wondered what Anton's reaction would be. Anton quickly grabbed me by my arms and lifted me up on the small table that is situated in between the two lower bunk beds. Maksim and Luka started to pull down my underwear and to take off the T-shirt I was wearing. Anton then put two of his fingers in my mouth and I started sucking on them slightly. He had a playful smile on his face as he pulled his fingers out from my mouth and then inserted them gently into my tight hole. They all laughed a little bit as I moaned. Seeing this hot muscular man fingering my hole was like a dream come true. But this was seemingly only the beginning. Anton pulled out his fingers from my hole and replaced it with his cock. I started moaning even louder now as he started to fuck me raw. It hurt a little bit, especially as we had not used any lubricant, but Anton did not care about this and neither did I, I was way to horny for that. Maksim was standing on the right side of the table and I turned my head towards him as Anton was fucking me at the same pace as the train was moving. Maksim once again put his cock in my mouth and started to thrust it back and forth. I moaned as I was sucking him off and as I could feel Anton hitting my g-spot. Luka was standing on the left side of me, stroking himself, waiting for his turn.

Knowing how thin the walls are on this train I tried to muffle my moans. But clearly, I was not quiet enough because just minutes into me being fucked by Anton, our neighbors Hektor, Sasha, Nikita, and Leonid, came into our travel compartment. For the first time, it struck me how alike all seven of them looked. They all had shaved heads, were all fairly tall and had quite lean or muscular bodies. It certainly did not help that they were all wearing the same clothes too, if they were wearing anything that is. The only thing that I had to go by was the way that they were fucking me. As soon as they entered the compartment the guys began taking turns using my two holes. When one of them was stretching out my tight hole, another was getting themselves lubed up by my tongue. All seven of them were gathered in a circle around the table which I was laying on. As they waited for their turn they would be stroking themselves and sometimes they would even start stroking me. By the point that they all had taken at least one turn on me, I had already come a long time ago. My dick was, however, still super hard.

Even though I lost all concept of time, it seemed as if they had been going to town on me for more than an hour. Eventually, they all let my hole rest, as they now all was stroking themselves over me on the table. I could barely feel my hole anymore, it had been used to its limit. Sasha was the first to release his load, which he drizzled all over my abs. Nikita och Leonid then followed at the same time, releasing two big loads over my chest. Hektor then released his load with a loud moan, it seemed like these guys had not gotten any release for a long time. Luka, who was standing right by my face, conveniently released his load all over my face. Maksim then followed by cumming on my abs as well, filling my belly button up with a pool of cum. Anton was the last one to drench me in his cum, he released a load, his second this night, all over my hole.

When I woke up the next morning, it felt as if my entire body had been coated by a thin layer of cum. The smell of alcohol in the room had been replaced by a poignant smell of sweat and cum. I noticed that the train was no longer moving and when I looked out I saw that I had arrived at my final destination, Vladivostok. The guys must have already left as the beds were empty and all their packing was gone. The only proof left of what happened last night was the evidence left all over my body and in my tight hole. I quickly got up and started to get dressed. I did not have a lot of time to get out of the train. With dried cum still in my hair and on my face, I walked out from the train with a smile on my face, satisfied that I had made it across the largest country in the world and that I had ended my journey with a bang.