SCHOOLBUS BOY By Lee Mariner
DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional fantasy about homosexual acts involving teenager boys. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS MATERIAL OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.
This is a story of fiction and all characters are fictional. Any perceived relationship to any person living or dead is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
ALL READERS ARE URGED TO PRACTICE SAFE SEX AND USE THE PROTECTIVE DEVICES AVAILABLE FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR SELF AND OTHERS.
This work is copyrighted by the author and may not be reproduced in any form without the specific written consent of the author. Copyright: 2002 -- Author: Lee Mariner -- All Rights are Reserved.
February 2002
Chapter #1
School buses and regular city buses can be a pain in the ass sometimes but school buses are at the head of my list of traffic problems. Getting caught behind one discharging kids is as frustrating as it gets. Most of them are playing grab ass and not really concerned with the traffic jam they might be causing.
Hi there, I'm Larry, 19yrs old, 6'2", 180lbs with brown hair and hazel eyes. I'm gay, I've known I was since the 7th grade and boys were turning me on more then girls. I messed around with girls, you had to or the other kids would start snickering and thinking something was wrong with you making snide remarks about you might be a "faggot", that kind of stuff. I knew a couple of guys that were teased about it and I didn't want that happening to me.
I was on the wrestling & swimming teams I high school and had developed a pretty nice body with a more then average sized dick for a 15yr old boy compared to some of the other boys I showered with.
My wrestling coach was a really hot looking hunk and I think I had a crush on him. He worked out with me and every now and then would say something like I had a good body and once or twice when he was showing me a hold his hand would press against my cock. He could probably feel me getting hard even though I wore a jockstrap. I thought about him a lot when I was beating my meat and wondered what he looked like. When he got busted for messing with a couple of the other boys it scared the shit out of me. Parents went ape shit and he really was messed up. Sex with minors got you jail time and the kids were expelled.
After I graduated and started getting serious about being gay, I remembered what had happened to my coach and didn't mess with underage kids. I still feel that way but one day I was stopped behind a school bus when a kid with an armload of books walked in front of my truck and I could see he had a huge hard-on. He was wearing tight jeans with a school pullover and very nice looking. He was maybe 16 or 17, well built and very definitely excited about something or someone.
Without thinking, I tapped the horn button lightly and he stopped glancing at me. I grinned at him pointing my finger at his crotch. He dropped his hand over his hard-on and looked away. Before moving out from behind the bus, he checked traffic and then looked back over his shoulder at me as he trotted to the other side of the street with his hand covering his cock.
I watched as he stopped and turned around looking at me but not covering his hard-on. My cock started getting hard and I had that gut feeling that this boy wanted to be picked up.
The bus started to move but I was trapped behind it because of the left lane traffic. I moved as slow as the bus watching him walking in the same direction on the other side. When traffic cleared, I changed lanes looking for a cross over but it was almost two blocks before I could make a U-turn. I figured by the time I changed over he would be gone but I turned anyway hoping he would still be walking towards me.
At first I didn't see him but then I spotted him walking in the parking lot of a group of stores angling towards a larger lot at the end of the strip. Turning into the parking lot, I drove by him slow and parked at the back of the larger lot backing in so I could see him and he could see me. He was coming my way slow and rubbing his hard cock. I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock slowly stroking it as he walked by my side of the truck. I had rolled the window down and he hesitated for a second looking at me and then moved away.
He moved to a tree at the edge of the lot and turning towards me and leaning on the tree he kept on rubbing his crotch looking in my direction. I figured he was playing it safe so I opened the door and stepping out using the door as a shield, I let him see my cock and I stroked it a couple of times watching him for a reaction. He started walking in my direction so I got back in my truck, closing the door and pushed my jeans and jockey's down so he could get a better look.
I leaned back slowly pulling on my cock watching him in the side mirror, he was still hard and not trying to cover it up. He stopped next to the door and I could see his right arm moving up and down like he was rubbing his cock. I turned my head a little and said "Hi, what's up".
"Not much. I was wondering if you could give me a lift? I live over by the golf course."
"Sure, hop in." I straightened up pulling my jeans up but not zipping them shut. I let the flaps stay open so he could see my thick patch of pubic hair.
He got in laying his books in the middle between us. I got a better look at him as he slid in the truck. His hair was a light brown almost blond and blue eye's. He was a really attractive kid and he was almost the same height as me. When I started the truck he arched his back lifting his butt trying to pull his jeans down. I could see the outline of his cock alongside his left leg as he moved a little closer.
He saw me looking and squeezed it with his left hand and then put his hand on the seat. I reached over and squeezed it saying, "That's a pretty hard problem you have there."
"Yeah, it's been that way since back on the bus. It looks like you have the same problem. Want to go where we can take care of it?"
"Sure, but where? I don't know any place around here."
"There's a safe place over by the golf course if you wanna go there."
"Okay, what's on your mind, anything in particular?"
"Man, as horny as I am whatever you want is okay with me."
Dropping the truck in gear, I pulled out into traffic driving to the first crossover making the U-turn that would take us back to the golf course. He sat there running his hand in and out of his crotch and breathing a little heavy. I could feel the pre-cum oozing from my cock-head slit and he was making me horny just watching him.
Glancing at him, I broke the silence, "My name is Larry."
"Derek, Derek..."
He stopped before telling me his last name.
"Okay Derek. You better tell me where to go."
"Take the first left at the church just before you get to the golf course. After you turn, take the first right past the church's parking lot on the dirt road. It leads back behind the maintenance buildings for the course. Nobody is back there this time of the day."
"Sounds like you been there before."
"Yeah a couple of times, it's safe."
I made the left turn where he had said as he turned pulling his left leg up on the seat unsnapping his jeans and unzipping. I could see thick light brown pubic hair with the flaps laid open. He didn't have jockeys or boxers on.
"You mind if I ask how old you are Larry? You don't look much older then me."
"I'm 19, how about you?"
"I'll be 18 next week. I graduate this year. You do this much?"
"Do I do what much?"
"Pickup kids off school buses."
"Nope, you are the first and I wouldn't have picked you up except I saw your hard-on as you come around the back of the bus."
"I got horny thinking about getting a blow job or jerking off and forgot to cover up with my books. It was pretty obvious wasn't it?"
"Just a little. I kind of thought you wanted to be picked up the way you stopped and kept rubbing yourself on the other side of the street."
"Yeah, I did. I saw that gay emblem on the windshield behind the mirror when you blew your horn and figured you might be gay."
He sat there watching where we were going with his fingers playing in his crotch pulling his hair and pressing on the base of his cock. I was just a little nervous and my heart was beating a little faster watching him. This was the first time I had made a pickup like this and didn't really know what to expect.
I made the turn on the dirt road and he leaned back in the corner lifting his hips pulling his jeans down a little more. I could see the smooth skin of his cock. I followed the road into the trees and saw the buildings he had said would be there. The doors were all closed and it seemed deserted right then.
I drove a little further in so the truck wouldn't be seen and found a place where I could turn around with the nose heading out. Turning the motor off, I turned looking at Derek. He just looked at me and arching his back pulled his jeans down around his ankles. Holding his body up as he pushed them down, his cock sprang free bouncing up against his gut. I sucked air deep into my lungs letting it out in a long sigh as he pulled his shirt over his head. He was built like an Adonis. Hard muscled chest with thick pectoral muscles and dark round tits the size of silver dollars. A light brown trail of hair led from his belly button into a thick covering of hair around his thick at least 7" cut cock. It was smooth without veins showing and tapered. Where he had been circumcised was barely detectable. He reached down and unlaced his Nike's kicking them off and pulled his jeans off completely. Turning towards me stark naked he placed one arm on the back of the seat and pulled his leg back up sitting there, his blue eyes drilling into mine.
I had almost stopped breathing but my heart was racing so fast I could feel the blood rushing through me. I couldn't remember when I had seen anyone as gorgeous as him.
"You wanna get naked with me Larry?" He said, his eyes flashing at me.
I pushed his books off of the seat and slid a little closer to him. Leaning down, I unlaced my sneakers feeling him pulling my shirt up. Sitting back up, he pulled my shirt over my head and before I could push my jeans off he was running his hands over my chest squeezing my tits.
"Yeah, I knew you had a build. Damn but you feel good."
"Let me get these off Derek."
I pushed my jeans down and my cock sprang free his hand catching it as it did.
Derek put his leg behind me and I slid a little closer as he held my cock. He was so hot he put his arms around my chest and pulled me tight against him. His heart was beating as fast as mine and I could feel the strength in his arms as we embraced in a deep tongue devouring kiss.
Laying his other leg over mine he ran his hands up and down my back feeling the muscles while he lip kissed my neck sucking on me. I took his cock in my hand and stroked it as he squeezed me tighter. The way he was exploring my body and kissing me was almost as if he had never had sex before. I was almost gasping for breath and my cock felt like it was leaking juice by the gallons from the unexpected onslaught.
Stopping for a second, he moved his leg from mine.
"Lean back Larry."
I just stared at him caught up in the ecstasy that had enveloped me. I felt him pushing me back.
Lean back Larry, let me see you."
I leaned back against the door as he run his hands over my chest and stomach and down over my ribs. Taking my cock in his hand, he looked at me stroking it gently.
"Looks like we are almost a match. Yours is a little thicker and longer but you aren't cut like me. I like uncut cocks."
Breathing heavier and feeling his hand gently stroking my cock I watched as he went down and engulfed it with his hot mouth sucking me in deep until it touched the back of his mouth at the entrance to his throat. I cold feel him pushing trying to take it all but he gagged and withdrew his saliva dripping from it.
"God, I wish we were in bed. I want to suck all of it."
Hearing him say this, I thanked Chevrolet for the bench seat. I was so hot, I wanted to suck him in a 69.
"You can if you kick your door open. We can stretch out on the seat and suck each other. I want to suck you while you are sucking me."
Derek moved his leg from behind me and opened his door while I opened mine. Turning around we stretched out beside each other and he greedily took my cock back in his mouth pushing his at me. I opened my mouth and let him push his pre-cum slick cock in and down my throat in one long thrust. I could feel his throat taking me and we both groaned sending shock waves through us both. We sucked on each other feeling the lust and passion rising quickly. We thrust our cocks in a rhythm sucking and feeding on each other feeling them harden, swelling aching to explode and send torrents of hot teenage cream gushing down our throats. I felt Derek's muscles tighten at the same time as me and with a deep groan he thrust his cock deep sending his seed into me matching me stream for stream of hot molten juice. We both swallowed each others milk sucking every drop until our cocks started softening with relaxing muscles.
We both tightened our lips and still sucking, drained the last drops as we withdrew from each other with our heads laying on the seat breathing deeply. After a few minutes, I sat up and turning looked at Derek laying there his thick muscled chest rising and falling as he breathed, his eyes closed. Feeling my hand on his chest he opened his eyes and started to sit up. I held him down.
"Not yet, just lay there and let me look at you feel you."
I turned and stretching out alongside of him, I put one arm under his head pressing my body to his as I stroked his back. He laid there with one arm over my shoulder the other between us and I could feel his fingers moving in my hair scratching the base of my cock.
"Derek you really surprised me. I wasn't thinking about anything like this. I thought you were just a horny teenager looking for a blow job."
"I was, am a horny teenager and with just about anyone else that is all it would have been."
"Why this then? What made the difference?"
"You weren't pushy and you didn't have your hands all over me the minute I got in the truck. Mostly, I liked what I saw. I could see that you had a nice body and I like that."
"That makes two of us. When you stripped, I almost choked at how gorgeous you are."
"Ditto again Larry. I still wish we had been in bed though."
"Yeah, it would have been a hell of a lot better. We better get dressed and get you home, it's getting late."
Sitting up, we dressed and straightened ourselves up. Closing the doors, I reached for the key when he stopped me.
"Can I see you again Larry? I'd like too."
"I'd like that to Derek. You said you would be 18 sometime next week didn't you? What day?"
"Tuesday the 19th. Why?"
Writing my cell phone number on a blank piece of paper I handed it to him.
"Call me after the 19th if you still want too. Do you live at home?"
"Yeah, how about you?"
"Same here. Maybe we can work something out and have a birthday party."
"You aren't kidding me Larry? I'd really like to see you again."
"I've got a friend that manages a motel out on Copeland Rd. and I think he will let me have a room. How does that sound?"
"You do? Do you think he would? That would be great. I think my parents are going out of town next weekend but my sister will be home or you could have come there."
"You call me Thursday or Friday Derek. I should know by then."
Leaning over he kissed me his eyes were soft and shining.
"It's going to be a long week Larry. I'm going to save everything for the weekend."
Starting the truck and dropping it in gear I looked at him again, "Where do you want me to drop you at?"
"Right here, I live on the other side of the trees. I walk this way when I come home from school."
Picking up his books, he opened the door and stood outside for a second. I could see the bulge in his crotch as he closed it and leaned in the window.
"Larry, don't stand me up please. I really would like to see you again."
"Not on your life. I'll be waiting for my cell phone to ring."
I reached out and caressed the side of his face and he kissed my palm before turning and trotting off in the trees. At the edge of some holly bushes, he turned and waved. I waved back as I pulled out of the trees.
"Life is short but not long enough for those that know how to live it."