Monday 13 April 2015

The Boy on the Bus

I get lost in my own head when I'm on buses. They panic me. If I don’t know where I'm going or don’t know the route I have to distract myself.

I was travelling home on a long bus ride on the upper deck of a bus and I was staring out of the window. I was just minding my own business.

As always I had my hand down on my dick area and I was just touching myself. I had my tight jeans on and tighter underwear so if I'm not thinking about what I'm doing I will just play with myself without really knowing I'm doing it.

I then heard a sound by the side of me. Across the aisle was a boy. A sixteen year old looking school boy, in a full school uniform. And his eyes shot back up from my willy area when he saw that I was looking in his direction. His hands went over his own dick area straight away. He was hard. He had been looking at me and it made him stiff.

He was a cute blond boy with shoulder length hair. I didn't recognize the uniform. A black brazier and grey trousers, white shirt and purple tie.I looked down at his legs.

Then back up to his face. His face had turned a violent shade of crimson.I moved myself towards him, just edging on my seat so I was facing him more.

The bus wasn't very busy and thankfully it was an older bus, all the new ones have CCTV cameras fixed to the roof.

He sat back further towards the window on his right side. There were an older couple at the front of the bus with their backs towards us. They had been arguing about something and that was what had made me tune out.


I ran my hand down the front of my jeans. His eyes were fixed on them. I checked behind me to make sure I hadn't missed anyone at the back and I undid my buttons.I let the flaps of my jeans fall open.

I was hard and I played with my dick, rubbing my white underwear over the large bulge.He was swelling more and more I could see his school uniform trousers getting tighter at the front.He slowly undid the zip. Making a noise with his feet and the bag in between them to hide the fact his zip was being lowered.He did the same as me. He took his bulge from inside his trousers and began to rub the red underwear over his cock.


The wet spot on my underwear was getting bigger and I held my dick tight in a grab to let it ooze through the cloth. I rubbed my thumb over the liquid and then sucked my thumb.He put his hands down inside his underwear and rubbed his cock onto the tips of his fingers. He took his fingers up to his mouth and licked them. He smiled. He liked what he tasted.

I hoped he would be getting off at the bus station so he would follow me to the toilets and he could do whatever the fuck he wanted with me.We travelled on, both rubbing and sliding our hands and fingers over our swollen lengths.

My balls were so tight to my body that I thought I was going to jizz my load there and then and that I would have a wet messy pair of underwear to walk off the bus with.I often get wet and end up having to walk around with a leaking dick banging about in my pants.Then a horrible thing happened, he put his dick away and stood up. He rang the bell to let the driver know he wanted to get off and he left the bus, two stops before the bus station.I was so stupid that day. I should have followed him from the bus and seen if he took me to a quiet area where he could have fucked me for the rest of the day.But I was too scared to go back onto another bus that I let him go.

I've travelled the same route a few times since and never seen him. Hopefully one day he will be there and we can finish what we started.

Catch you later XXXX