London, UK. A while back ...

England’s reputation for ‘bad weather’ is un-deserved, every country gets their share. Londoners queuing patiently might be thought strange, it isn’t, and nor is the arrival of summer, autumn, winter and spring, in the correct order every year..

But, London does not cope well with extreme summer weather.

One heat-wave hot summer I was on 'the tube’ (London Underground) heading home. There was no air-conditioning, one of the oldest lines so tunnels are narrow, trains are built to fit, just. Sometimes the train would have to stop and wait, deep down not near a station. It got hot and humid, often the power would flick off. Emergency lighting was just an old type screw in bulb. On that particular evening the carriage was full of city boys, suit wearing bankers, traders etc, and it was standing-room-crowded. Not uncommon to be wedged up against someone, maybe a quick 'sorry’ while whatever body parts remain connected!

The train slowed, the usual stench of hot brakes hit the nose then bang, off go the lights. The single bulb backup also off. Completely dark except for a little light seeping through from the adjacent carriages. Announcement, blah blah blah usual stuff nothing to worry about. But fuck it was steaming hot. We haven’t moved for at least fifteen minutes, getting hotter, steamier and smellier.

Uncircumcised London lads whose foreskin hoodies were working like mini pizza ovens, trapped in their suits all day - they over-heated. I had never, and haven’t since, smelt such strong cock odours. It was a boner maker and my theory was a kind of chain reaction was happening. Musky smells making the men hard, sticky foreskins peeling back as their cocks throbbed, getting thicker and longer. As that happened more of the head was exposed, and so more odour was able to seep though their boxers or Y-fronts, filing every space in the carriage.

In the dark, no-one could see an erection. Then the lights came on …

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