The Bottom on the Bus

By the time the bus arrived this morning, it was standing room only, like it is most days. I'd even caught an earlier one today, but it was still packed.

At the next stop, another 6 people got on, so I moved back into the space for luggage and wheelchairs, with my back to the wall, which meant I wouldn't get pushed around too much, hopefully.

In front of me was a youngish guy about 19 or 20 maybe. The first thing I noticed was his gelled up hair which was an unlikely shade of blonde.

My eyes then drifted downwards to his bottom.

I've always been attracted to younger guys, even though I'm in my forties but I think that's what keeps me young.

Now most young guys seem to wear those horrible jeans that hang off their behind so you can't see any shape at all, but the jeans this guy was wearing, hugged his nicely shaped arse, giving me something to brighten up my day.

When we reached the next stop, even more people crammed on to the bus, which made everyone move back a bit.

The young guy backed into my space and stood right in front of me, but when the bus started up suddenly, he staggered back with his bum against my crotch.

He turned to apologise and I could see he was really cute, with bright mischievous eyes.

"Sorry about that."

"No problem."

I could see those eyes giving me a cool appraisal, then he turned away.

One more stop and another four people got on, causing him to come closer, his arse just inches from my cock.

It was inevitable that we would be thrown together again by the movement of the bus and when it happened, he made no attempt to move away, leaving my package touching his behind.

I could feel the heat of him through my thin suit trousers and my cock began to react, which he must have been aware of.

He turned his head back, raised an eyebrow and smiled before facing front again.

A minute later, his hand came round and cupped my semi hard cock, so I held my briefcase up to the side, so no one could see what was happening.

He massaged my cock through my clothes, till he got me hard, then pushed back against me, rubbing his arse cheeks against my erection.

Although I was really enjoying the attention, all the time I was thinking that I was going to be left frustrated with a hard on.

He kept his arse pressed against my throbbing knob all the way into the town centre, when he pressed the bell and leaned back, close to my face.

"This is my stop."

When he moved forward, I didn't even hesitate but let my cock do my thinking for me and followed, holding my briefcase in front of me to hide what was going on in my trousers.

On the pavement, I fell into step alongside him, which made him turn with that cheeky grin on his face.

"So is this your stop then?"

I had to admit it wasn't.

"Didn't think so, I know everyone who works round here."

He seemed to make a decision.

"Follow me."

We went further along the street, then down an alley between the shops and through a gate into a loading bay. I was a bit nervous about where we were, but he reassured me.

"Don't worry, I work here and nobody else comes in till 9 o'clock."

He dragged me into a space between two vans.

"Right let's see what you've got."

I unzipped and let my still semi hard cock flop out. I'm not huge by any means but at a thick 7 inches, I seldom get complaints.

He leaned down and sucked me back to hardness, then took a condom and lube from his bag.

"Here, rubber up."

While I did that, he dropped his jeans and underwear, then braced himself against one of the vans, presenting me with the lovely rounded bum I was expecting.

I entered him slowly, pushing my way into his tight hole and he made a little 'oof' noise.

"Wow, you're thicker than I was expecting."

"I can take it easy, if you want."

"No I like a good pounding, go for it."

I slammed into him till I was balls deep in his arse, then began to thrust my hips at speed, holding on to his shoulder for leverage, as I watched my cock travel in and out of his hole.

His arsehole felt really good, even with the condom on which I hated, but sex with the risk of getting caught is always a turn on and I didn't think I would last too long.

It was like he read my mind.

"Tell me when you're going to come, I want to swallow your load."

The thought of my cum shooting down this cute guy's throat brought me to the edge and I pulled out and ripped off the condom.

He turned round and got on his knees, mouth open, inches from my cock.

Two or three strokes and I felt the cum rising from my balls.

"Now!"

He leaned forward as the first rope of cum shot out from my cock and he caught it on his tongue, then placed his mouth over the end of my shaft, drinking down the huge jets of cum from my cock without losing a drop.

When he'd drained me completely, he licked his lips, then gave me a cum flavoured kiss.

"Thanks, I was desperate for a cock inside me."

"Hey, happy to help."

We tidied up and he let me back out the gate.

"I'm always on that bus if you fancy having me again."

As I hurried to work, I thought there was a good chance of that happening very soon.