Date: Tue, 28 Feb 2012 13:18:14 -0500 (EST)
From: ArchHop@aol.com
Subject: Bus Ride in the Dark

BUS RIDE IN THE DARK
Awesome Art

    I remember this incident from my early years and it has grown and
expanded in my mind to the point that separating fact from fiction is
difficult.  But really, who cares?  Just enjoy and send me your comments.
I love the e-mail, archhop@aol.com.

     The semester was finally over and I rushed from my last exam to the
bus station to start my trip home for Christmas.  I was attending a small
liberal arts college in Minnesota and was apparently surviving a tough
first semester.  Coming from a small town in Illinois where everyone knew
me and my family, the adjustment had been difficult but, at the same time,
exciting.  I knew now that I would never return to that highly-predictable
small town existence.

   I had been shocked by many things these last few months.  First, the
ease with which I achieved my valedictorian status in high school was
replaced with an anxious struggle to get B's.  Then, there was the dorm
life.  My small town conservative upbringing did not prepare me for the
noisy, drunken, crude behavior of the freshmen on my floor.  I did manage
to find a good group of friends who were fun but a little more civilized.

     I was a very naïve kid and lacked any kind of sexual experience.  In
high school I dated a lot and was considered great company, but any girl I
was interested in was more interested in the jocks or the "bad boys."  The
girls interested in me were pretty prudish. I did not push them much so
remained a virgin ready for the wild wide world.

     One thing I hadn't come to grips with was my interest in the male
body.  The most exciting time of day was the shower room after PE or games.
Nothing much happened but I enjoyed the eye candy and discovered what a
wide variety of body shapes and sizes were available. More importantly the
great variety of cocks was intriguing and stimulating to me.  I would often
rush home and jack off wildly thinking about what I saw and what I wanted
to do with them.  The most stimulating of all was my best friend who was a
gorgeous stud but unfortunately deeply involved in getting in the panties
of several of the hot girls.  Occasionally we would sleep over and he'd let
me get a good look at him but I restrained myself from physically accosting
him but, in my mind, he was completely ravaged.

     The locker rooms at college were even more exciting.  The adolescent
boys had now grown into young men and the size and variety was even more
thrilling.  In my heart I knew what I wanted but my exploration was stopped
when I saw what happened to homos in our dorm.  In particular, Jeff who
lived at the end of the hall apparently shared my passion for cock.  But
unlike my cautious approach, he pursued any of them he wanted.  He was on
the football team and apparently had been treating his teammates to some
excellent blow jobs until he approached the wrong guy.  This senior jock
rebuffed him and then spread the news all over the campus.  The guys on our
floor picked up on this and made his life hell.  One night I was awakened
by the fire alarm and went out in the hall to see what was going on.  One
of the more active harassers had thrown a cherry bomb under Jeff's bed
while he slept.  When it blew Jeff stayed in bed to avoid the humiliation
of the crowd that had gathered but unfortunately his bed caught on fire.
The next day Jeff went home for good.  After that chapter, I decided to
stay in my closet.

     I continued to date nice women like the girls I knew in high school.
I was beginning to think I was doomed to a celibate life when Sarah came
into it.  Sarah was a breath of fresh air.  Although she hung out with my
proper group, she had a passionate other side.  What was more important,
she could see the passionate side of me and introduced me to the joys of my
body and the joys of hers.  She helped me see myself for the first time as
the handsome, sensual guy that I was.  We took every opportunity to find an
isolated room, spot in the woods, or even hidden hall way to attack each
other wildly.  Today's college students have no idea of segregated dorms,
locking up the women at 10 PM, and expulsion for being caught in the room
of your lover.

    Anyway, Sarah taught me about my body and hers.  We made out wildly and
explored each other's bodies as much as possible.  We sent each other over
the top to crashing climaxes whenever we could without ever actually "doing
the trick."  I knew that was in the future if I could keep her interested
in me.  So, although I knew of my passion for men, a hot woman could send
me to ecstasy.  As my best friend in later life often said of me, "You are
such a slut."  Life was looking up but now I was headed home for a boring
Christmas vacation.

     When I reached the bus station, I found quite a crowd of people
waiting for the infrequent bus to the Twin Cities.  I got my ticket and
took my place in line behind a nice older lady who was a great
conversationalist.  Finally the bus arrived and we made our way on board.
Most of the seats were already taken so only the first boarders got seats.
Lois and I moved about half way to the back and then learned we were going
to spend the two hour trip standing, smashed together with our coats and
luggage.  As I got toward my standing spot, I noticed a really handsome
young man sitting in the aisle seat.  As I kept glancing at him, I noticed
he was still looking at me.  Soon I noticed a small smile and I thought
even a wink.  I was so surprised that I even looked behind me to see if he
was greeting someone else.  When I looked back, the smile was much broader
and clearly directed at me.  I returned the smile to this extremely
handsome guy with fabulous eyes.  What a nice treat!

    We settled into place and most removed their coats and hats because of
the hot bus.  I was standing awkwardly in the narrow aisle with my carry-on
bag at my feet.  Suddenly there was a rustle behind me as the handsome guy
convinced Lois to take his seat and he stood behind me.  During his
exchange with Lois, I learned his name was David and that he was a junior
at a college farther south.  Soon the lights went out and we were on the
way.  As soon as we left town, it was pitch black and I wished I had a seat
to catch a nap.

     It was not a smooth ride and the standing folk were being thrown about
pretty wildly.  As we lurched along, the woman in front of me fell backward
and I fell against David.  I apologized to him and he replied, "No
problem."  This continued and I kept apologizing.  Finally he said, "Stop
apologizing; you feel good."  I thought that was a little strange and then
remembered his flirtatious glances.  Hmmm.  So the next time I fell back, I
just kind of relaxed there and let our bodies touch.  David didn't pull
away and in fact I felt him pushing against my back.  My mind was now
racing and I was getting pretty excited.  Luckily the road smoothed out and
the lady in front secured her space.

    Now I could feel David pressed against me from my shoulders to my ass.
Clearly he had a nice bulge and it was pressed firmly against my butt.  I
slowly moved a little forward to give him some space, but he was right
against me in a second.  Now I was roaring hard and I could feel his cock
growing in his sweat pants.  Two can play this game.  I started slowly
swaying my hips side to side and then back and forth.  As I did his cock
fit right between my buns.  At first I could feel it down his pant leg, but
after he backed away for a moment, I could feel he had rearranged it up his
belly.  The next time he pushed in, the length of his lovely cock slipped
along the entire length of my crack.  He leaned forward and whispered in my
ear, "Nice fit."  I blushed but shook my head in agreement.

    Most of the people around us were snoozing and the only light was the
occasional head light of a passing car.  Here we were in the middle of a
crowd, acting out a sexual dance that was driving me wild.  The next time
David leaned forward I felt him lightly nibble my ear lobe.  I had never
felt anything like that and groaned softly in pleasure.  Then I felt his
right hand reach around my hip and gently trace my rock hard cock.  That
felt so good that I thought I might cum and faint right on the spot.
However, David was patient and continued to caress my ass with his hard
cock as he gently started stroking me.  Next I felt his fingers unbuttoning
my jeans.  I thought about putting a stop to it but was really completely
under his control by now.  As the last button popped I felt his hand slip
in my jean fly, into the fly of my briefs, and around my rampaging cock.
My pre-cum made a slippery surface and David slowly but strongly brought me
off.  In a matter of minutes, I was soaking my briefs with jet after jet of
hot cream.  Jeff withdrew his hand and I could hear him licking his fingers
as he whispered in my ear, "My sweet man."  I quickly buttoned up and tried
to regain my composure.  I hoped I hadn't moaned too loudly as I came but
guess I hadn't caused any suspicion.

     When I came back to reality, I realized his cock was still firmly
pressed in my ass crack and was as hard as ever.  Not to be outdone, I
snaked my arm around behind me and grasped his cock through his sweat pants
material.  David moved back a little but softly groaned encouragement into
my ear.  I tried to get my hand into his pants but that wasn't working so I
just grabbed the beautiful rod and continued to stroke it through the
material.  Apparently David was highly excited by our play because soon his
cock pulsed wildly and he gave out a pretty loud grunt.  I couldn't help
giggling as he struggled to stay upright and under control.  Pretty soon I
felt him reach around to my mouth and feed me a gob of hot cum.  I licked
it off quickly, enjoying my first taste of hot man juice.  I wanted to drop
to my knees and lick him clean but knew that was not possible.  Finally
David leaned in and whispered, "Now we are one."  I couldn't agree more.

     Soon we arrived at the bus terminal and we got off.  My time was
pretty short but we were able to exchange a short conversation.  I thanked
him for the stimulating ride and he smiled his magnificent smile in
response.  We headed to the restroom where we cleaned up with wet towels
and I changed into some clean briefs.  I told David that I was going to
throw out the undies so as not to embarrass my parents.  He replied, "No
way.  I want them to remember you by."  Luckily the John was momentarily
empty and David drew me into his embrace and kissed me passionately.  I
gave back as strongly and we shared a few moments of complete passion
before we heard the door open.  As we parted, we exchanged phone numbers
and promised to meet again in the new semester.

   I caught the train and settled back reflecting on my successful first
semester and looking forward to a much more interesting life.  I had
survived the academic and social side and had had my first exciting sexual
experiences with both a woman and a man.  The world was looking good and
full of opportunities.

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