His stare doesn't falter. I can't stop blushing, suddenly nervous, like I'm the inexperienced one instead of the one who propositioned him. The silence drags on for a long time.

Long enough that I have time to question all the choices that lead me here. Splitting up with Robbie, all the failed attempts at hooking up, everything that built up to this moment of me throwing myself at a stranger like this, desperate and crazy. Vulnerable.

I determine here and now to not leave this train until I make my dream come true.

I didn’t make a great first impression. Sleep-deprived, frustrated, running for my train – crashing into him: a tall dark stranger. A Spanish muscle god. The finest man I’ve seen all year.

Unfortunately, he’s also straight. And he thinks I’m a rude tourist boy.

My odds aren’t good – but I want him so bad. Fate has brought us together on the same train, sitting next to each other.

I want to seduce him. I know I can do it. I know I can drive him crazy enough that he can’t resist me – despite being ‘straight’. And despite the fact that we’re on a moving train together, with little chance of privacy.

But where there’s a will, there’s a way.

And I’ve never been one to shy away from a challenge.

"Railed on the Train" is a short and high-heat m/m story about lust, seduction and gay awakenings – featuring a train, a frustrated twink and a buff Spanish muscle god. Intended for adults only.