As usual, if you're underage, or it's illegal, don't read this. Otherwise, enjoy yourself. I hope this one keeps you all happy. I tried to have a little more detail into my story, make it sound a lot better then what it was. Have fun all, and if you have any comments, email me at msavoie@vianet.ca I welcome good and bad comments from everyone!
It was a sad day. The next day I was leaving for a city about 6 hours south of where I lived. I wouldn't see Kyle for at least 3 weeks, at which time he would also be down in the city. I hugged him goodbye, and he left, on his way to home. I was saddened, but I did not cry, I couldn't, for fear that my parents would suspect something. I went down to my basement room and finished packing the stuff that I needed. As much clothes as I would need for approximately 8 weeks, my CD player and CD's... A few other necessities. I was afraid. I had never been away from home in a strange town for quite so long.
The afternoon soon came, and with the afternoon came the time for me to jump onto the bus. I hugged my parents goodbye, and put my stuff in the storage compartment under the bus. I sighed, took one last look at my home town, and climbed onto the bus. I sat on the bus, all alone next to the window.
I was staring out the window, not really paying attention to what was going on around me. I suddenly felt a light tap on my shoulder. I jumped in surprise, then looked up into the nicest pair of gray-green eyes I had ever seen. I then looked the young man standing in front of me from head to toe. Build body, strong build. His hair was sandy blonde. The muscle shirt he was wearing showed off his huge arms, and his shorts, which seemed to be filled quite nicely, showed off some nice runner legs. I gasped slightly.
He asked if I would mind if he sat with me. I quickly accepted, and he threw himself into the seat. I could feel myself getting red, and I could feel the blood quickly running to my loins. I tried vainly to readjust my jeans so that my hard-on wasn't quite so obvious. He looked at me and smiled. I almost melted right there. His teethe were straight and a bright white. They seemed to shine in the light, and his narrow face brightened noticeably when he was smiling.
"Sorry!" Was all I could say.
"No problem man, name's Josh!" he said, reaching out to shake my hand. The back of his hand brushed against my hard cock slightly, and, though my mind dismissed it as just accidental, my cock thought completely different. I was so hard by now that it hurt. I told him my name then talked to him about the normal stuff, the weather, where I was going, what I was doing, why I was doing it.
It was dark now, just past 9 o'clock, and I still had another 3 hours to go. I grabbed my pillow and leaned against the window to sleep. I soon dozed off and was in my world of dreams. I woke up to find him asleep as well, but he was leaning against me, and his hand was right on my groin. I didn't want to move for fear of waking him, but my arm had fallen asleep. I slowly shifted and suddenly felt his hand tighten around my erect cock.
I wasn't sure if he was still sleeping , and it truly was bothering. I shifted again, and his hand tightened its grasp again. He was really making me hot. I gasped lightly and shifted again. His hand began to rub this time. I closed my eyes, trying not to moan as his hand was jacking me off through my pants. His motions became a little faster, and I started to breath heavier. I put my hand up on his head and ran my fingers through his beautiful hair.
He opened his gorgeous eyes and stared at me. His stare was so intense, and seemed like a laughing stare. I smiled at him, and nodded my head. He took that the way I wanted him to and began to unbuckle my belt. I popped my head up a little and noticed that there was no one close to us on the bus, no one that would discover our little sexual encounter.
He had my pants open now, and his hand was in my boxers. I loved the feeling of his hand on my cock, and I continued to hold back my moans of pleasure. I brought my hand down to his groin, and began to rub his cock through his pants. He looked at me and smiled, so I unbuckled his belt and undid his zipper. I put my hands into his shorts to find that he wasn't wearing any underwear.
This turned me on even more and I started to rub his growing cock to hardness. I was surprised that his cock, which seemed so small at first, had grown to an eight inch hard on. I looked down at his cock, which was now completely out of his shorts. It was cut, and its piss slit seemed to stare at me wantingly. There were veins showing throughout the entire shaft. It was truly beautiful. I rubbed a little harder, and continued to hold back my own moans as he started to breath heavier.
I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, his head was hovering above my cock. He quickly took it into his mouth. I soon found myself comparing him to Kyle. His method was different, that was for sure, but it was almost just as well. He swirled his tongue around my shaft, and then sucked harder at the head. This made me go wild. He would suck on my cock, then take it out of his mouth and lightly blow on it. This made me moan lightly. The feeling of the extreme warmth of his mouth followed by the cooling breeze emanating from his mouth turned me on to no avail. I was in ecstasy.
All the while, I was still working on his beautiful cock. He seemed to be liking it as much as I was. I glanced down at him, and noticed that his eyes were rolling up inside his head because it felt so good. I took this as encouragement. All of a sudden, I felt a blunt smack in my forehead. I opened my eyes, and noticed that I had smacked my head against the seat in front of me. The bus had stopped at the last stop, I had to get off. My seat mate was gone. I sighed as I realized I had been dreaming it all. I groaned as I got up trying to hide my painfully erect cock. I wondered to myself if I'd ever see him again as I got off the bus and jumped into a taxi which would bring me to my next destination.