(This is a fictional story based on pictures on the Internet and something which happened to my deceased partner on the long overnite bus journey between London and Glasgow, and then wildly exaggerated and expanded by my vivid imagination. It is sexual fantasy/humorous story not to be taken seriously. Obviously I don't condone kidnaping or sexual assault.)
The coach left the Embankment in Central London midday Friday to head for Amsterdam. It was filled with gay men of all ages. But this was a tour with a difference.
For a start, gay porno videos were being shown on the bus non-stop all the way there and back. Secondly, all passengers had been told they had to indulge in non-stop sex with their fellow passengers. There could be no rejections because of age, looks or disabilities; all passengers had to join in, and the younger ones had to make sure the older ones were satisfied sexually. They could then go and find partners more their own age if they so wished.
To insure this happened, as people boarded the coach at the Embankment the young blond uniformed courier snogged each passenger, groped them and made sure each older guy had a young one sitting beside him. As they moved off he told all the passengers to grab hold of their neighbors and give them a good snog/French kiss.
I was 61, and found myself sitting next to a good-looking muscular young redhead of 18 dressed in torn jeans and a torn red t-shirt showing his beautiful smooth body. We looked at each other, then he put his big muscular arms around me and gave me a long, passionate kiss, his tongue right down my throat. I nearly fainted, he tasted and smelt so good.
When I came up for air, I saw all the passengers were involved in sexual activity of some kind. Some were kissing, others were getting blow-jobs, and some were even getting fucked, either lying on the seats or standing up by the windows. As we crawled thru the traffic of the Old Kent Road people in cars and on the pavements stopped and stared as they saw all these men having sex as the coach inched along, stopping at traffic lights every few yards. On the outside of the bus was clearly written, in big pink letters, GAY ORGY BUS , so nobody could be in any doubt what was going on.
I noticed that the blond courier in his early 20s had set next to the driver, who was in his 50s, and was bending over and giving him a blow-job as he drove. As the driver neared his climax, this did mean the coach tended to swerve from side to side as the driver struggled to concentrate on the road and control the steering wheel.
Meanwhile, I was kneeling on the floor and giving the well-endowed young redhead a good sucking. Just as he moaned and shot huge wads of his thick, hot cum into my eager mouth, I became aware of police sirens.
A moment later the bus was at a halt at the side of the road in New Cross, and two young policemen had entered the coach.
`What on Earth is going on here?' asked the blond policeman.
'I should have though that was perfectly obvious. A gay orgy!' replied the courier, taking the driver's cock out of his mouth for a moment.
`We can't have this sort of thing on the public highway. We've had complaints from members of the public,' said the dark-haired young policeman.
And would you please stop doing that!' said the blond policeman to the courier, It is an offense to drive on the public highway whilst being given a blow-job.'
The courier still had the driver's cock in his mouth, so mumbled something indistinctly.
Would you please remove the driver's penis from your mouth,' said the blond haired policeman, Didn't your mother tell you it is rude to speak with your mouth full?'
I'm sorry, spluttered the courier as he stood up, spunk running down his chin, `I was just finishing the driver off, as you can see'.
`This is absolutely disgusting behavior,' said the dark haired policeman, as nobody in the bus was taking a blind bit of notice of the police. We were all carrying on having sex. I'd managed to bring my young friend off, and had a mouthful of his tasty cum, and now he was jerking me off.
Well it seems to be getting you excited,' said the courier, coming over to the two policemen and groping them, Your truncheons seem to be getting pretty big and stiff, why don't you take them out and let us all have a look at them? Drive on, Fred'.
With that the driver closed the doors, started the engine and moved off.
Hey, stop this bus!' said the blond policeman, Our police car's parked there by the side of the road'.
`You can collect it on Monday when we come back. We want two nice uniformed young policemen like you to service us all for the weekend. Now get your cocks out and go down the bus. Let all the passengers have a suck of your police truncheons,' said the courier.
With that he unzipped the policemen's trousers, and took out their big cocks, which were now rock hard.
Now we'll have a little competition,' said the courier, You all get to suck these nice police cocks, but whoever is lucky enough to get their big spunky loads in their mouths wins a prize. They get to sleep with both policemen in our Amsterdam hotel.
`Wait a minute, you can't assault police officers like this!' said the dark haired policeman, fumbling to put his cock away. But before he could do so the courier was on his knees sucking it. A handsome young passenger in the front seat grabbed the blond policeman and pulled him close, and started giving him a blow job.
As soon as these two young mouths closed over their stiff cocks, the policemen started moaning, all resistance and morality had been drained from them. These officers of the law were now just our sex toys for the weekend.
As the coach traveled thru South London on the way to the Channel Tunnel, everyone was having sex, including the two policemen who were now being passed from passenger to passenger, each one having a good suck of the policemen's big erections.
The policemen were outnumbered and pretty helpless, but it was obvious they were actually enjoying the blow-jobs they were getting. Nevertheless they couldn't show they were enjoying it, so they got on to their police radios and reported to their police station that they had been abducted and were being sexually assaulted by a bus-load of queers.
Finally the blond policeman reached our seat. The young redhead next to me eagerly pulled the policeman towards him and gave him a blow-job.
Then he stopped and told me to lean over and finish him off: `I've nearly brought him off for you, go on put your lips around the head and I'll jerk him off. You'll get a big mouthful of blond police sperm down your throat and win the prize!'
I didn't need telling twice, I leant over and that beautiful police cock was in my mouth oozing sweet police pre-cum all over my tongue, with the young redhead jerking the base of his cock and playing with his balls. The young policeman (still talking into his police radio) gave out a cry of ecstasy and said to his police sergeant on the radio:
`Aaahh, ohhh! No stop! Aaaaaggghhh! They're making me cum, Serge! I can't stop, oh no, I'm spunking in an old guy's mouth, Serge. A young guy is playing with my balls, and the old guy is gulping down my huge orgasm. I'm filling his mouth and throat with spunk, I can't stop, Serge! Come quick, this is absolutely disgusting!'
I swallowed most of the thick, sweet blond police cum, but saved a mouthful so I could cum-kiss (snowball) the young redhead next to me who'd been so thoughtful in feeding me the policeman's spunk. The young redhead and myself had a long passionate snog, and I spat all the policeman's cum in my mouth into the redhead's mouth, then he swallowed it and thanked me:
`That was a delicious police orgasm. Thanks for sharing it with me'.
The dark haired policeman was also brought off by a young man in the back seat, and the courier and some of the other passengers then took the policemen's handcuffs and keys off them, and handcuffed the blond policeman to me (the red head next to me was moved to another seat), and the dark haired policeman was handcuffed to the young guy who had sucked him off.
`Now, you two policeman must satisfy the guys you are handcuffed to until this time tomorrow, then we'll have another competition to see who wins you next. You are just sex slaves on this trip, here to entertain us' said the courier.
Although blond policeman was handcuffed to me, his right hand was free, so I told him to unzip me and give me a hand job. He refused, but the courier came up and forced him.
`You ungrateful police officer. He's just given you a nice blow job, look your spunk is all over your police trousers! Now return the favor and jerk him off,' said the courier, placing the policeman's free right hand on my crotch.
The policeman sighed and did as he was told, he unzipped my fly, took out my cock and started wanking me off. I pulled him towards me, and made him kiss me as he brought me to climax. It didn't take long; when a blond young policeman in uniform has just shot a load of his tasty sperm down your throat and is jerking your off as he kisses you, you can't stop spunking can you? I'm sure you've all experienced this. It does delay you when it happens on the way to church, or toTesco's to get your weekly shopping, but that's one of the hazards of life. Officers of the law must be serviced first, before you go about your business.
Well, with the handsome young policeman kissing me and wanking me off, a
moment later I had shot my load all over his nice dark blue police jacket. I'd never seen such a spunky policeman, and other passengers were coming up the aisle and spunking on his uniform as well!
A policeman with loads of cum all over his uniform looks very sexy indeed, as I'm sure you've noticed whenever you see a couple of spunky policemen walking down Oxford Street. However, spunk-covered policemen do distract you from your window-shopping, especially when they stop you, push you up an alleyway and make you lick their uniforms clean because they've just shot their loads over each other!
Back in the coach, a few miles down the road as we were approaching the outskirts of London, 6 squad cars caught up with us, sirens blaring. They forced our coach to a stop again, and 24 young policemen entered the bus. The courier took charge once again, and told the driver to close the doors and drive off.
There were now enough gorgeous young policemen in uniform for all the passengers to have one each for himself, so this is what the courier organized. There were luckily plenty of spare seats in the coach when we set off, but now all were filled. 26 policemen and 24 gay passengers. The courier and the driver had a policeman each to service them.
One policeman, a young constable of about 18, was handcuffed under the steering wheel and forced to suck off the driver as he drove along the motorway. The 50 year old driver had a smile on his face all the way to the Channel Tunnel. He told me afterwards he came 3 times in the young policeman's mouth.
The courier collected all the police radios and put them up in a locked compartment in the luggage rack, as we had enough policemen to service us for this trip, and didn't need any more to join us.
It was a great journey on the Channel Tunnel shuttle and thru France, Belgium and the Netherlands to Amsterdam, all of us having sex with each other and these 26 policemen on the way.
In Amsterdam I had my night of kinky sex with my blond policeman, and the other winner had his night. Then someone else won them for the next night. The third and final night we took them to an Amsterdam S&M gay club, all 26 policemen in handcuffs, and auctioned them off in a slave market to the highest bidders.
We came back on the Monday, leaving the policemen in Amsterdam with their new masters. We had thoroughly corrupted this police force. By the end of the weekend they were happy to be slaves of their new Dutch masters, and didn't want to come home to their boring police jobs, wives and children.
On our next trip to Amsterdam we called in at an army recruitment drive and military display in a sports field in Kent on the way. We invited some of the gullible young soldiers on to our bus, saying we had a lot of willing young men who were eager to join the army. Once on the bus to sign up the new recruits, they were of course kidnaped and used as uniformed sex objects for the weekend. By the end of the weekend they were thoroughly enjoying gay sex, and I got to take a butch young soldier with bulging tattooed biceps home with me. He smelt delicious; that manly, soapy soldier smell that really turns me on!
He provides all my sexual needs, and is very good at housework. They teach them to clean, cook, polish and iron in the Army. My house has never been so spick and span, my meals are delivered on time and cooked to perfection, and I have plenty of Army cock and spunk permanently on tap.
He is proudly doing his duty to Queen and country. (Well to this Queen anyway, fuck Queen Lizzie and the country! Well actually, Prince Philip's presumably doing the former, and Tony Blair and his pals are doing the latter!)