Regrettable Circumstances: Ep.4 Pt.1
The samson brothers looked at him dumbly for a second, then at eachother, their brains gathering momentum like an old time (and very obsolete) steam train.
College Freshfox
Every 15 minutes a train passes, lovingly mocked to look like a small steam train.
Mushrooms, Turtles and Pipes, Oh My! 8 - The Desert Trail
A classical steam train, with cowcatcher front and coal-scuttle rear. james had never seen such a design before with his very eyes, as a childish enthusiasm arose within him. "holy shit that's a cool-ass train."
Opportunistic Zoophile
It sounded like a fucking steam train. then, he finally blew his load on me. i let his jizz flow down my body. my whole torso was covered in semen. "good boy. now it's my turn." i picked up my trusty stool again and went behind me.
Flipping Out: Episode 0
"so he's like a steam train and he's not going to apply the brakes until all the coal is burned up!" another drenching wave of thick ferret seed coated the glass of the booth again.
The Ace of Hearts
That revelation hit me like a steam train not too long into retirement.
Glass Jaw
Where rory was built and battered like an old steam train, the leopard still looked sleek and shiny, perpetually unbothered by his years. the leopard's thick, spotted fur gave him the illusion of softness—but rory knew better.
Dominick’s Men’s Wear Plus
The stranger puffed like a steam train as he pounded as hard and fast as he could into the submissive store owner. "here it comes," he panted, "get ready for sloppy seconds!"
My Deal with Dad
The clydesdale towered over us both, with muscles like a steam train and a dick like a railway sleeper. the first week he'd been here, i'd spent a lot of time with him, making sure he felt at home and that he was everything the seller had promised.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book V Chapter 16
When he finally managed to jump out from his steaming train of thought he realized that for all this time he was staring right at the black dragoness.
The New Breed, Chapter 4 - Nicosia Nights
Every room had a view of the gatineau river valley, toward the rising sun, and from the porch one could see the rail line that was still used daily by the hull-wakefield steam train.
The Black Wolf (M/M) (BDSM) (Furry Fans?!)
He just hammered away like an accelerating steam train, grunts becoming so loud that they featured the actual huff of air through his helmet intake and the gurgle of condensation and spit in the exhaust.