A Evening Bus Ride

I used to travel on Friday nights on a long distance bus back from college to my home. I'd get on the bus about 6pm to travel for an hour and a half or so back to my home with my uncle.

In winter of course it was dark and the bus had individual reading light but most people dozed.

One time a big man sat beside me at the back of the bus and started chatting to me. He seemed to know a lot about my college and some of the lecturers and even some of the other students. There were not a lot of people on the bus.

He started touching my thigh just below my shorts. He whispered to me that I shouldn't be nervous.

I was very nervous but somewhat aroused too. He seemed to have a lot of authority so I didn't like to tell him to stop. It was obvious that he knew a lot of people at my college even the deputy principal.

I let him stroke the inside of my thigh and let his hand slip up inside my shorts leg. The little finger of his left hand strayed up close to my briefs. He kept talking about who he knew and about swimming camp and gymnastics. Even as his hand slipped further up. I felt the touch of his finger on the outside of the pouch of my underpants.

The he leaned over and whispered in my ear words that I remember exactly to this day:

"Open up and let me feel"

I knew he meant he wanted me to undo my fly so he could reach in and touch me more easily.

I hesitated but undid the top of my shorts and undid my zip. I felt his hand caress me.

At first he worked around the outside of the pouch of my briefs, caressing and cupping my balls, then tracing the length of my penis, as it gradually stiffened.

I had been touched by other boys during sessions in the locker room, but that was always fleeting and unsatisfactory.

This man knew what he was doing as he explored the outside of my briefs.

I felt very aroused and quite secure since the bus was dark and no-one could see what was happening.

I lifted my bottom and let him slip my shorts right down my legs. His finger started tracing the edge of my briefs, around the edge of my hip and in between my legs which I instinctively spread for him. He cupped my balls and reached further under towards my anal rim. I was so sensitive in that area and found myself breathing more and more heavily.

"Can I go inside?" he whispered. I gulped and nodded, as I felt him pull my briefs downwards and I helped by lifting each buttock in turn. His touch directly on my skin felt amazing. My cock leapt to attention and he grasped it and gently coaxed it up and down. He realised I was uncut, and gently rolled the skin back, a little way at first. Again he whispered in my ear "Does it go all the way back?". Again I nodded, as I felt my foreskin being fully retracted as far as it could go. Despite the darkness I felt more exposed than I ever had before.

"Mmm, good boy" he said, as he briefly withdrew his hand, returning it from his mouth covered in his saliva which he spread down the fully retracted shaft. I had never felt anything so wonderful, and was very aroused. I could feel my blood pumping through my penis, my heart beating rapidly and strongly.

His steady rhythmic strokes were going to make me explode, and I turned to him and whispered - my first words to him. "Please sir, I am frightened I am going to cum for you".

His strokes slowed and lightened to gently edge me, while he leant over and whispered in my ear, "I know how easily boys cum, lets save that for next time?"

The bus turned off the freeway and the suburban street lights dimly illuminated the cabin. I felt more exposed and uncomfortable and started reaching for my shorts, and pulling my briefs back up. He said "This where I get off - I hope we'll meet again - next time maybe you'd like to come to my place for a bit?"

I was in such a state of sexual arousal I could scarcely respond, but managed a brief but emphatic nod. The driver announced the next stop, and the bus started slowing. He stood to get his bag down from the overhead rack and as the street lights shone into the bus I could see he had a massive erection inside his trousers. Holding his bag in front of him he smiled a silent goodbye to me and got off the bus. As the bus passed him on the sidewalk I made a discreet wave at him, as my still throbbing erection began to subside.