#156837 - I must have missed him on the station platform the next day, and it was the following Monday before I saw him again, Craig (as I had decided to call him). And of course, the coat was protecting his front. In the flash of this moment, I imagined that I had my firm cock between the cheeks of that beautifully rounded bottom, perhaps even thrusting into his slightly reluctant hole! Phew! It was a good job there were plenty of people all around us because I could have almost collapsed at this point! As the throbbing subsided in both his and my own organ, and we both stood straight again, I remembered how sensitive his tool was last time, so I just kept my hand dead still, with the palm firmly cupping his now softening tool.