Date: Mon, 4 Apr 2005 19:42:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: dieharddolfan05@yahoo.com
Subject: on your way home, by lexfactor

*DISCLAIMER: This story contains sex scenes in public
and private places between a responsible adult and an
innocent child. In anywhere but Nifty, these actions
would be a crime. Well, two crimes since having sex in
public is also a crime. DO NOT read this story, or any
of my previous stories, if this subject matter is
offensive or if you are not old enough in your country
to read shit like this.

And, yes, I did steal the title from Patty Loveless
song. I love country!*


On Your Way Home
by Lexfactor


        My name is Lance Mason, a criminal defense attorney at
the not-so-prestigious law firm of Manning, Miller, &
Hunt. Even though I have been out of law school for 10
years, I am one of the youngest lawyers at the firm.
Bobby Hunt, one of the founding fathers of the
company, liked to hire the boys right out of law
school. But he has been dead for 8 years now and Daniel
Manning and Stephen Miller only hire the older, more
experienced attorneys.

        At the age of 36, I sure didn't feel like a young man
anymore. Not that my health was fading, which it
wasn't. I just knew that I was getting older. I didn't
feel as good as I used to feel. But mainly I just
didn't feel sexy, like I was 7 or 8 years ago.

        My blonde hair was once full and rich, but is now thin
and dry. My blue eyes were once clear and alive, but
they are hazy and dead now.
I once was fit and lean, but am currently out of shape
with a beer belly. But, among the 40 and 50 year olds
at the office, I was the most attractive person there,
besides a couple of the secretaries. In other words,
the office was full of ugly people.

        Today had been another long day. I am supposed to be
off work at 5pm, but it never happens. I am normally
out the door at 6, which gets me at the bus stop in
time to catch the 6:10 #1 bus that takes me to the
terminal. But today I was stuck preparing for a trial
that was scheduled to start in 3 days. I wasn't done
until 8pm.

        I left the office, locking up as I did since I was the
last one to leave and headed to the bus stop. I had no
idea when the bus was due because I seldom ride it at
this time of night and didn't carry the bus schedule
with me. I got to the stop and saw a young boy sitting
on the bench. It was dark and I couldn't really make
out his features because it was dark. I didn't want to
stare at him to see what he looked like because then
he might feel threatened. So I just sat down at the
other end of the bench.

        I thought that maybe the kid knew when the bus was
due. He looked like he rode the bus at this time of
night all the time, though I don't know what sort of
parents would let a boy his age do such things. I
considered asking him if he did, in fact, know when the bus was due, but, again, I didn't
want to scare him.

        The bus finally came. I got off the bench, dusted off
my suit, and got on the bus. At 8:30pm, the bus was
deserted. Besides me and the boy, who got on after
me, there was only 3 other people on the vehicle. I
walked to the back and took a seat. The young boy
followed me there and took a seat opposite me. The way
we were sitting, we were facing each other with a
narrow aisle between us.

        The boy was looking out the window behind me while we
rode. This allowed me to take a good look at him under
the pretense that I was gazing out his window. I was surprised to realize that he resembled Haley Joel Osmond, the
child actor. In fact, they could have passed for
brothers. This boy had a fair completion,
medium-length dirty blonde hair, gorgeous hazel eyes,
thin pink lips, and a cute little nose. He was wearing
a green shirt and black nylon shorts. He was
definitely a young stud.

        He met my eyes, and I looked away. I chose to turn my
head and look out the windshield instead. I could just
imagine what he would tell his parents when he got home if
he knew I was staring at him. Mom, Dad, he would say, this
creepy old man was raping me with his eyes.

        So we rode along, me stealing glances at him when he
could. But I had a feeling that he was doing the same
with me. I could sense his eyes upon my body. This
feeling really turned me on.

        I took a peek at him again, and what I saw was so
erotic. He was scratching himself DOWN THERE. Watching this made
my cock go from soft to hard in no time flat.
Fortunately, he didn't see me because he had his head
turned. All I could see of his face was just his sexy
profile.

        He suddenly turned his head and caught me looking at
him. His lips turned upwards in a faint smile. I
sharply jerked my head to the left to look out the
windshield, hoping to fool him. I don't think it
worked.

        A moment later, I glanced at the boy. He was looking
right at me, his face expressionless. The instant I
looked at him, he whipped out his penis. I was
surprised beyond words. His little boy cock was fully
erect. It was so cute!

        He closed his eyes and threw his head back and started
to jerk off with his right hand. His soft hand was
gently stroking his small, circumcised cock. Very
erotic.

        He opened his eyes and looked at me, I guess to make
sure I was watching. I bet it was really hot having
someone watch you play with yourself. He met my eyes,
holding me captive, continuing to pleasure himself. I
saw him look down at my crotch then look back at my
eyes. I looked into my own lap, seeing that my bulge
was obviously straining against the fabric of my dress
pants. I looked back into his eyes. The boy glanced
back down at my tent briefly before gazing into my
eyes. He then began to beat his cock with much more intensity. It was only then that I
realized what he wanted. I unzipped my trousers,
freeing my rather large cock. He looked shocked when
his eyes landed on my erection.

        I might be old and ugly, in my opinion, but God did
bless me with a good-sized pecker. I had 8 inches of
uncut penis, which satisfied all of my lovers in the
past. Obviously, this kid has never seen a cock so big
in his life. He got all wide-eyed and couldn't stop
staring at my wood.

        He put his penis away, much to my dismay. Without
taking his hazel eyes off my wood, he got out of his
seat and sat down in the seat right next to me. He
grabbed my cock by the base and started to jerk me
off. It was a wonderful feeling having such a young
boy do this to me. It was always a fantasy of mine to
fuck around with a youth, but a fantasy was all it
was. The youngest lover I ever had was a
somewhat-attractive 19 year old about 3 years ago. But
now my darkest fantasy is becoming a reality.

        Without even asking him, since he didn't ask me, I
started playing with his stiffie through his soft
shorts. He used his right hand to free himself from
his nylon prison and continued to play with my large
dick with his left hand. I massaged his erection with
my right hand.

        He moved to the seat next to him. This made it hard
for us to masturbate each other. But he obviously had
other plans. He leaned over and gave my uncut cock head
a kiss. I almost creamed right then. I was already
oozing precum, which he apparently liked. He kept
planting kisses on my exposed head.

        He stopped kissing my dick and sat up. Suck me, he
said. So I did. I leaned over and took his small penis
into my mouth. I was amazed that a boy his age was
able to make precum, but he did. The tangy liquid
greeted my tongue as my lips embraced his hard on. I
held on tight as I began to blow him. I felt his hands on the back of my head,
encouraging me to suck his sweet cock. But I didn't
need any encouragement. Just the taste of his smooth
pecker was all the motivation I needed.

H       is breathing became labored as I got into it. My hand
was inside his shorts, massaging his tiny, hairless
nuts, which began to grow tight. I knew that I was
about to be rewarded for my work. Uh, uh, yeah, he
said as his climax drew near. Oh, yeah, suck my dick,
he told me. I did as requested and he squirted his
juice in my mouth, which I eagerly swallowed.

        When his orgasm subsided, he put his soft dick into
his shorts and attacked my cock. He wrapped his young
lips around it and sucked. He could only fit my big
head in his miniature mouth, but that was enough. He
tickled my slit with his tongue and explored my whole
dickhead with his mouth. It felt so good that I had to
shoot a steamy load of cum down his throat, which is
exactly what I did. The youth actually choked on my
spunk. Guess he never had a real man shoot a load
inside him. But it was really cute listening to this
stud cough on my cum.

        We had just finished our intimacy when the bus rolled
into the terminal. I put my penis away and zipped up
my pants. I looked at him and he licked his lips.
What's your name? I asked him.

        I'll tell you tomorrow, he said and ran off the bus.
It's amazing what can happen on your way home.

~

*There you go. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much
as I enjoyed writing it. I shot a load of cum myself
while I wrote it, and I hope that you did the same.

If you wish to give me feedback, my email address is
dieharddolfan05@yahoo.com. That is also my Yahoo
Messenger screen name. My MSN Messenger name is
call_me_king@hotmail.com. I am rarely on that one,
though, and I do not check my email for hotmail. But I
really hope to hear from you soon!

Feel free to look me, Lexfactor, up in the Prolific
Internet Author listing and read all my stories. This
was my 15th story. Talk to you soon!*