Commuting joy
Not wanting to pay the high rates of the San Francisco area, I had opted on living in Sacramento and taking the commuter bus to work. The bus was always packed and standing room only. As it was an hour and a half drive, I normally caught the bus in the early morning before sunrise.
I had been commuting like this for several months, when I discovered the true joys of the commute.
One morning, I found myself standing in the back of the bus, with one man behind me against the back wall. A fairly large man was behind me and men sitting on both sides.
As we pulled away and were droning along the highway, I felt my butt being gently rubbed. A blush came to my face, but I made no move to stop who ever was caressing my back side. My lack of protest obviously encouraged this person as I then felt another hand reaching around me and stroking my crotch thorough my trousers.
I was too embarrassed to see if the men sitting in the seats noticed my being groped right beside their faces. My cock had hardened under the person's ministrations and his hand was running up and down my covered hard on.
I felt a mix of fear from discovery, and jolts of lust as the caressing continued. I moved my legs apart, allowing better access.
A wave of heat rose to my face as I felt my zipper being lowered and my belt unbuckled. Was I to be undressed I the back of this crowded bus?
I was enthralled with the feelings of partially exhibiting myself in such a way. My pants and underwear were soon lowered and the hand was now encircling my stiff 7 inches, slowly jacking me off, smearing my oozing precum up and down the length of my rod. . I was leaning back against the man behind me, and reached back to show my appreciation. I was very surprised when I felt the man's bare, hard cock fully exposed. Feeling that fair was fair, I began jacking his cock the way he was mine.
I was beginning to feel small shivers as I felt myself approaching my climax. A sense of panic took me as I pictured the man in front of me turning around and punching me when he felt my warm spunk hitting the back of his pants.
With some surprise, the man behind me turned me towards the man sitting to my right. I was even more surprised when I felt a warm mouth engulf my hard and leaking cock. I looked down to see the seated passenger slowly sucking the length of me. The eroticism took me and I began shooting into the man's warm, moist mouth, trying to muffle my grunts to avoid alerting others around me.
The man swallowed my load and gave a final lick before looking up to me with a smile.
I then thought about the man behind me who had started all this. I was even more surprised to see the man was having his cock sucked by the man sitting on the other side of the aisle. I watched as his hips bucked as he appeared to shoot himself off into that man's mouth. With a sigh, the man pulled back from the other rider, then rubbed his softening cock against my still bare thigh. I turned back towards the front as the man continued to run his cock along the crack of my ass. I found myself pushing back against him, wondering what it would feel like to have him fucking me there on that crowded bus.
We were approaching our destination as the man helped me pull my clothing back into place. The man behind me leaned forwards and whispered, "Welcome to the commuter club."
Turns out the men were all together and had been doing this for a while. They had liked my look and had arranged for me to be introduced into the club. They would take turns sitting and standing for the various trips.
I've since taken my turn in the standing and sitting position, giving my first blow job on the trip home that night.
Commuting has definitely become something to look forwards to.
And by the way, I did get to find out what it felt like to be fucked while standing on a crowded, bouncing bus.