Date: Fri, 06 Apr 2007 17:01:40 -0600
From: L B <mntdewlove69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bus ride games part 1

This is a fictional story containing sex between teenage
boys. If you are not interested or shouldn't be reading
this, then you shouldn't continue reading. It is to be read
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		      Bus Ride Games


"Hurry up you two!  Why are you guys always the last ones on
the bus?" yelled coach Smith.  "We're already going to get
home late."  But both Jim and Bret could only shrug their
shoulders. They couldn't possibly tell their coach that they
had convinced some lady in the store to buy them a bottle of
Jack Daniels, while their bus filled up with gas.   As they
made their way to the back of the bus, Ryan and Steve asked,
"Well?"  Bret lifted his shirt a little to unveil their
triumph.  Ryan and Steve both smiled at each other, as Jim
and Bret found their seats.  With a loud noise, the bus
carrying the high school boys' soccer team began its three-
hour trip back home.  For the first 30 minutes Jim, Bret,
Ryan and Steve stayed in their seats, waiting for the sounds
that were associated with sleep.  Once they knew the coast
was clear all four boys huddled around each other at the
back of the bus.  "How did you get that lady to buy it for
you?" Ryan asked in amazement.  "Come on Ryan...its me we're
talking about," teased Bret.  "I just showed her my cock and
she was more than willing to help out."  All the boys began
to laugh.  Bret retrieved the bottle out of his pants and
held it up to make a tossed. "Here's to state boys,"
unscrewing the cap and taking a swig.  "Fuck me! That's
strong," complained Bret.  Each boy took his drink from the
bottle.  For the next 45-minutes the boys exchanged stories
about their girlfriends and gulps from the bottle.

"Okay, this is great and all boys, but I'm a little fuckin'
bored," replied Steve.

"So what do you propose we do then?" asked Jim.

"Why not `Truth or Dare,' but everything has to be a dare
and if you don't do it, you get punched in the arm by
everyone, and have to take a big drink of JD," piped up
Ryan.  With all the boys feeling a nice little buzz going
on, they all agreed.

"And since it was your idea Ryan, you're going first," Bret
chimed in.

"Sounds good to me," The other three boys huddled together
to think of something for Ryan to do.  They all began to
chuckle and finally Steve spoke, "We dare you to fall into
coach's lap, and when you do, you have to grab his crotch."
Again the boys started to laugh.

"Now fuckin' way! Coach will smell the booze on me."

"He's right guys...okay then, how about little Davey boy?"
Jim said instead.

"That's really gay, but whatever!"

Ryan stood up slowly, and began to make his way up to where
Dave was sitting. The other three were laughing their asses
off.  Finally Ryan spotted Dave who was sound asleep, so he
figured this was going to be an easy one.  Ryan walked past
Dave's seat a couple of steps and then turned around making
his way back.  Ryan pretended to slip and sat right down on
Dave's lap.  The weight of Ryan woke Dave suddenly.

"What the..."

"Sorry, about that Dave.  The bus turned quickly and I
slipped."  Ryan began to get up, and as he did he felt
Dave's hard cock in his hand.  Dave shifted really quickly
and just replied, "That's okay."  Ryan made his way back to
his friends who were all giggling like schoolgirls.

"Well?" they all said simultaneously.

"I think he was having a good dream, his dick was hard."
Again laughter filled the back of the bus, while everyone
else still slept.  These types of dare went on and on for
another 15 minutes, and the boys continue to drink while
their buzzes began to become more evident.

"Steve, I dare you to get all three of us hard without the
use of your hands," came the dare from Ryan, which was by
far the biggest dare of all.  Bret and Jim just smiled at
each other waiting for Steve's reply to the dare.

"And how am I going to do that?" asked Steve.

"You're a bright guy, I'm sure you can find a way," smirked
Jim.

"Fine, but everyone has to keep their shorts on, no bare
skin fuckheads," replied Steve.

The remaining three boys looked at each other and then back
at Steve.  All shaking their heads and replying, "Fine!"
Feeling the effects of the JD, Steve stood up so the other
three would be seating side by side.  First up was Jim.
Trying to maneuver around the three boys was harder than
Steve had expected, especially with the continual kick of
the JD.  Steve looked at Jim, who had a silly grin upon his
face.  Steve just shook his head and planted his ass on Jim
crotch.

"Easy bitch!" Jim groaned.

Steve began to grind his ass up against Jim's cock, just
like all those stripers did in every striper movie Steve
could remember.

"No touching!" Steve said laughing, trying to loosen himself
up.

Jim and the others just laughed.  The effects of Steve
grinding his ass began to work on Jim's dick. His dick
started to get hard, and Jim knew that Steve was able to
feel it through their mesh soccer shorts, which meant that
Steve would soon move on to the next boy.  However, much to
his great surprise and pleasure, Steve just continued
working his ass on the hard 7 inch cock.  Steve couldn't
believe it, was he in fact enjoying having this hard cock
rub up against and in between his ass?  Yes he was! And just
then a moaned escaped from both Steve and Jim's mouth. Steve
could feel the entire outlining of Jim's cock, and thought
Jim must have a huge head because with every thrust
backwards, he could feel the moist head.  Both boys' shorts
began to get wet, Jim in the front from his leaking cock and
Steve from the back, as his hole became sweaty from all the
friction.  Jim was moaning more frequently and knew his was
going to cream his pants if Steve didn't stop.  Finally,
Steve got up, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and turn
around to look at Jim who was breathing rather hard.

"Did you enjoy that?" Steve asked, but he knew the answer
already.

"Fuck yeah!  If you would have gone any longer, I think I
might have wet myself," replied Jim.

Bret and Ryan just looked at each other with astonishment,
and both trying to hide their boners.  Before heading onto
Ryan, Steve took another quick swig of JD.

"So what are you going to do to Ryan for an encore?" asked
Bret.  But instead of answering, Steve just shrugged his
shoulders as if to say he didn't know.  But once he got to
Ryan he noticed Ryan's boner.

"Well that was easy, I don't have to do anything to Ryan
here, he's already boned up."

"Bullshit man, that's not fair!"

"Fuck fair, you made the dare, and you said, get us hard
with no hands, and you're hard and I didn't use my hands."

"He has a point Ryan,"

"Fuck you Jim, you're only saying that because he's finished
with you.  What do you think Bret?"

"I'd have to agree with them."

Ryan started to get loud and mad, and it took all three of
them to quiet him down, but finally Ryan agreed with the
outcome.  Because of all the arguing, Bret lost his hard-on
and he couldn't wait to see what Steve would do with him.
Steve once again took a swig of JD and other than Ryan was
definitely the drunkest of all four boys.  Steve finally
made his way over to Bret.  Once there, he dropped to his
knees, and his face was in between Bret's legs.  "Oh man!"
said Ryan.  Bret threw Ryan an elbow to stop complaining.
Then next thing Bret felt was Steve's mouth on the front of
his shorts.  Steve was using his mouth to play with Bret's
cock through his shorts.  "Oh shit!" groaned Bret.  Soon
Steve could feel the cock harden in the shorts.  He kept
playing with it and even stuck it in his mouth.  Bret
couldn't take it any longer, he grabbed Steve by the back of
the head and began fucking his mouth. Because of the shorts,
Steve didn't get much of it in his mouth.  He also knew that
Bret may not have been a long as Jim, but he was indeed
fatter.

"Fuck yeah, that feels great Steve, keep it going." Once
those words hit Steve's ear, he stopped sucking and got up.
"Finished! I got all you bitches hard and didn't use my
hands."  Steve was so happy you would have thought he won a
million dollars or something.

"Alright Ryan," Steve began to say, "Since you didn't `get'
any, this dare is for you.  I dare you to grind your bare
ass up against my bare cock for 5 minutes."

"What??....how is that going to be good for me, having YOUR
hard cock sliding up MY crack and pushing against MY hole?"

"Well, you could find out or be the only pussy who has
backed out of a dare so far tonight."

"Fine, but you better not jizz on me faggot."

Steve's shorts were down to his ankles, once those words
left Ryan's mouth.  Ryan took one long drink from the bottle
before dropping his shorts.  Steve sat in the middle of Bret
and Jim to give them a better look as to what was about to
take place.  As Ryan made his way past Bret, Bret slapped
his bare ass.  "Dickhead!" replied Ryan.  The others just
giggled.  "Turn around bitch!" Steve said half laughing.
Ryan just rolled his eyes and did what he was told.  While
moving his ass down towards Steve's cock, he could feel the
warmth coming off it.  And once there was skin contact,
Steve moaned.  Ryan mimicked the motions of Steve earlier,
but unlike Steve, Ryan didn't enjoy the cock rubbing along
his crack and hole, he just complained about the dryness.
Bret told them to stop, that he had an idea.  Bret got up
and went to the seat in front of them where his bag was
located.  Rummaging through his bag, Bret finally found what
he was looking for and pulled out a bottle of Vaseline.

"I use this before I tape my ankles.  Just put some on your
cock Steve, and that should help out with the dryness, so
bitch ass over here will stop complaining.  And by the way,
the 5 minutes will start when you stop acting like a wife."
Ryan was about to say something when Jim put his hand over
his mouth.

  "Hey, it was your idea to play this, and you didn't hear
Steve complain when he had to get ALL of us hard.  Just be
happy you only have to do this with just him and for only 5
minutes."
Ryan nodded that he understood and proceeded to wait for
Steve to lube up his cock, which was becoming hard in the
process.  Once Steve finished, he handed the Vaseline back
to Bret.   He grabbed Ryan by the waist and pulled him once
again into his crotch. Ryan took over the duty and again
started his grinding motion. This time Steve's cock slide
easier between his crack and in no time was hard. Ryan could
not only feel Steve's pulse through his throbbing six and
half inch cock, but also every vein on his dick.  Steve let
out moan after moan.
"Oh yeah...that feels so awesome guys.  Fuck yeah!"

Ryan seemed to get into it more and more as well, really
letting the cock glide up and down his smooth boyish crack,
and when the head would push against his tight hole he would
cry out, "Yeah that's it...that's it."  Bret and Jim
couldn't believe what they were witnessing, two of their
best friends grinding each other naked.  Neither one could
take it any longer; they both dropped their shorts and began
stroking their already hard cocks while watching Steve's
cock slide in between Ryan's crack. They were not about to
tell Ryan that his 5 minutes had been up like 10 minutes
ago.  Steve was so over taken by lust; he started to let his
hands wander all over Ryan, who didn't seem to mind.  He
even managed to get Ryan's shirt off and was now kissing his
friends back.

"That's it Ryan." Steve whispered, as he continued kissing.
"Lean forward a little, so I can rub my cock on just your
tight hole."

Ryan didn't fight it; he simply leaned forward.  Steve got
both Bret and Jim's attention.  "Watch this guys," he
whispered.  Steve took his hard rod into his hand and began
to mutilate Ryan's wet hole.  He kept pushing at the nice
pink entrance, trying to get the head of his cock up his
friend's ass. Ryan would jump and moan loudly, causing the
boys to tell him to be quiet.  Finally, on the fourth or
fifth try, the head of Steve's cock enter Ryan's tight
kingdom.  Ryan began to cry out in pain, when Steve pulled
him in closer and put his hand around his mouth.
"Shh...take it easy, try and relax," Steve whispered.

He began kissing his friend's neck, trying to help him take
his mind off the cock in his ass. It seemed to work.  After
a couple of minutes of no movement, Steve told Ryan to go
down on it.  With in minutes Ryan was riding one of his best
friend's cock, and enjoying it.  Again Steve began exploring
Ryan's tight sixteen-year-old body.  Rubbing his hands up
and down his friend's smooth chest and moaning in ecstasy.
Bret and Jim would look at each other while they jacked
their cocks and watched the scene unfold.  They kept telling
Ryan to ride that nice fat cock, and would jack Ryan's dick
for him at the same time.  Ryan would only moan in response.
Ryan couldn't believe what was going on.  Not only was he
riding his friend's cock, getting his cock stroked by his
other friends, but he also was enjoying it immensely.  He
knew that if he didn't stop, both himself and Steve would
bust a nut soon.  Part of him wanted to unload his boy
juice, and the other part didn't want his friends to know
just how much he really was enjoy the ass pounding he was
receiving.  So, without warning, Ryan took his hard, sweaty
sixteen-year-old ass off Steve's throbbing cock.

"What the fuck Ry...why did you stop?  I was just about to
shoot."

"Because as much as YOU were enjoying pounding my ass, that
was so much longer than five minutes and not part of the
dare.  Besides, I told you I didn't want you to cum on me."

All four boys sat in silence trying to catch their breath.
Ryan and Steve started to redress, but before they could
finish Jim spoke up.

"Dudes, listen.  I know what just happened was really gay
and all, but my balls are fucking aching with pain.  I need
to release my load, and I know by the looks on your faces,
so do you.  So here's the deal.  Ryan and I will pair up,
and Steve, you and Bret can pair up."  Jim knew since both
Ryan and Steve had already done just about everything, him
and Bret could just sit back and let them two finish him and
Bret off. "Anything goes. Just help the other person blow
their load.  Whatever happens happens, and it doesn't go any
further than this bus.  We all in agreement?"

With a quick glance at each other, everyone finally agreed.
Bret and Steve got up and took the seating across from Jim
and Ryan.  Once they reached the seats, they turned and saw
that Jim had some how already convinced Ryan to get on his
knees.   Ryan held onto Jim's tools with his right hand and
began stroking it.  Ryan just kept staring at it while
stroking it.

"Come on Ry, stop teasing me.  Please suck it. Please."

And with that last PLEASE, Ryan opened his mouth and placed
the hard cock in his right hand upon his tongue, and then he
deep-throated it. At that moment Ryan realized two things:
one, he didn't have a gag reflex; and two, he enjoyed
sucking dick.   Jim was fucking amazed how easily Ryan
sucked on his dick, and just how much he really seemed to
enjoy it. Ryan kept his assault on Jim's cock.  Slurping and
slurping, taking it all the way down, then just sucking on
the soft juicy head that was leaking buckets of pre-cum, and
finally licking Jim's moderately hairy balls.  Ryan's skills
seemed to be honed within minutes, and because of his newly
sharpen skills; he was about to get his first taste of boy
juice.
"Ry...Oh MY GOD...that's so fucking wonderful dude.. I don't
think I can last much longer...oh fuck...oh fuck...oh
fuck...here it comes Ry...here it comes...yeah...take my
load down your throat.. oh fuck yes.. oh yeah dude..
fuck...yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ryan couldn't believe what he had done, but at the same time
he continued to milk the cock in his mouth for all it was
worth until Jim's cock finally went soft in his mouth.

"Ryan, dude that was so hot man. I mean fuck, no girl has
ever made me feel that good before." Ryan just smiled got up
off his knees and sat next to Jim and simply replied, "Your
turn."



End of part 1