The road were far too dangerous and the trains only served the revolutionists,but i went to Tula and began to hang around the station.A conductor noticed me and wanted to know what I was doing there.I told him what i wanted and he said that the trains went only to Moscow.”I can take you there if you are nice to me,” he said tapping his big bulding crotch.I promised to do what he wanted and he took me among the wagons on a sidetrack.”Be here at midnight,Boy,” the conductor said after he had filled my mouth with his heady cum.
He kept his word and at midnight he hepled me into the mall wagon.The train hadnt even left the station when he took me in his arms and began to undress me.”I know you boys of high society.Your skin is smooth like girls and you are as hungry for a man´s cock too.Yout tight little pussy asks for a big proleterian cock and the rough unpolished fucking of a working man,”he said stretching me out on top of the mailbags.He then thrust his big cock inside me and began to fuck me with great gusto and energy.If we boys of the smart set enjoy to be fucked by a rough working man,they enjoy no less for fucking us.The conductor was soon in a total frenzy.
Tula is not far from Moscow,but the train had to stop several times to get some wood and water for the locomotive.With their superiors arrested the railwaymen were free to do what they wanted and most of them were drunk all the time.On one stop the firemen came looking for vodka and took part in my re-education.I was to understand that in a proleterian state a boy like me would be used only to satisfy the lust of the revolutionary elite and they took turns in fucking me in the mail wagon.
The locomotive needed a lot of wood,but in these turbulent times there was a shortage of everything.To persuade the peasants to give them what they needed they said that they had a member of the imperial family in their custody.”Look at this smooth white ass,tovarish.Wouldnt it be great to be able to tell yout kids that you have fucked an imperial ass?Dont be shy,compared.For a pile of wood you can now bury your mighty cocks into this imperial whore,” they said slapping my butt.One man after another climbed into the wagon and warmed with a shot of vodka they were ready to have their share of the fun.You can guess that i was totally drained when we finally reached moscow late at night.