Date: Wed, 13 Feb 2002 15:38:10 -0500
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Schoolbus Boy Chapter #1

SCHOOLBUS BOY
By
Lee Mariner

DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional fantasy about homosexual acts involving
teenager boys. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS MATERIAL OR
YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.

This is a story of fiction and all characters are fictional. Any perceived
relationship to any person living or dead is purely coincidental and not
intended by the author.

ALL READERS ARE URGED TO PRACTICE SAFE SEX AND USE THE PROTECTIVE DEVICES
AVAILABLE FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR SELF AND OTHERS.

This work is copyrighted by the author and may not be reproduced in any
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Copyright: 2002 -- Author: Lee Mariner -- All Rights are Reserved.

February 2002

Chapter #1

School buses and regular city buses can be a pain in the ass sometimes but
school buses are at the head of my list of traffic problems. Getting caught
behind one discharging kids is as frustrating as it gets. Most of them are
playing grab ass and not really concerned with the traffic jam they might
be causing.

Hi there, I'm Larry, 19yrs old, 6'2", 180lbs with brown hair and hazel
eyes. I'm gay, I've known I was since the 7th grade and boys were turning
me on more then girls. I messed around with girls, you had to or the other
kids would start snickering and thinking something was wrong with you
making snide remarks about you might be a "faggot", that kind of stuff. I
knew a couple of guys that were teased about it and I didn't want that
happening to me.

I was on the wrestling & swimming teams I high school and had developed a
pretty nice body with a more then average sized dick for a 15yr old boy
compared to some of the other boys I showered with.

My wrestling coach was a really hot looking hunk and I think I had a crush
on him. He worked out with me and every now and then would say something
like I had a good body and once or twice when he was showing me a hold his
hand would press against my cock. He could probably feel me getting hard
even though I wore a jockstrap. I thought about him a lot when I was
beating my meat and wondered what he looked like. When he got busted for
messing with a couple of the other boys it scared the shit out of me.
Parents went ape shit and he really was messed up. Sex with minors got you
jail time and the kids were expelled.

After I graduated and started getting serious about being gay, I remembered
what had happened to my coach and didn't mess with underage kids. I still
feel that way but one day I was stopped behind a school bus when a kid with
an armload of books walked in front of my truck and I could see he had a
huge hard-on. He was wearing tight jeans with a school pullover and very
nice looking. He was maybe 16 or 17, well built and very definitely excited
about something or someone.

Without thinking, I tapped the horn button lightly and he stopped glancing
at me. I grinned at him pointing my finger at his crotch. He dropped his
hand over his hard-on and looked away. Before moving out from behind the
bus, he checked traffic and then looked back over his shoulder at me as he
trotted to the other side of the street with his hand covering his cock.

I watched as he stopped and turned around looking at me but not covering
his hard-on. My cock started getting hard and I had that gut feeling that
this boy wanted to be picked up.

The bus started to move but I was trapped behind it because of the left
lane traffic. I moved as slow as the bus watching him walking in the same
direction on the other side. When traffic cleared, I changed lanes looking
for a cross over but it was almost two blocks before I could make a
U-turn. I figured by the time I changed over he would be gone but I turned
anyway hoping he would still be walking towards me.

At first I didn't see him but then I spotted him walking in the parking lot
of a group of stores angling towards a larger lot at the end of the
strip. Turning into the parking lot, I drove by him slow and parked at the
back of the larger lot backing in so I could see him and he could see
me. He was coming my way slow and rubbing his hard cock. I unzipped my
jeans and pulled out my cock slowly stroking it as he walked by my side of
the truck. I had rolled the window down and he hesitated for a second
looking at me and then moved away.

He moved to a tree at the edge of the lot and turning towards me and
leaning on the tree he kept on rubbing his crotch looking in my
direction. I figured he was playing it safe so I opened the door and
stepping out using the door as a shield, I let him see my cock and I
stroked it a couple of times watching him for a reaction. He started
walking in my direction so I got back in my truck, closing the door and
pushed my jeans and jockey's down so he could get a better look.

I leaned back slowly pulling on my cock watching him in the side mirror, he
was still hard and not trying to cover it up. He stopped next to the door
and I could see his right arm moving up and down like he was rubbing his
cock. I turned my head a little and said "Hi, what's up".

"Not much. I was wondering if you could give me a lift? I live over by the
golf course."

"Sure, hop in." I straightened up pulling my jeans up but not zipping them
shut. I let the flaps stay open so he could see my thick patch of pubic
hair.

He got in laying his books in the middle between us. I got a better look at
him as he slid in the truck. His hair was a light brown almost blond and
blue eye's. He was a really attractive kid and he was almost the same
height as me. When I started the truck he arched his back lifting his butt
trying to pull his jeans down. I could see the outline of his cock
alongside his left leg as he moved a little closer.

He saw me looking and squeezed it with his left hand and then put his hand
on the seat. I reached over and squeezed it saying, "That's a pretty hard
problem you have there."

"Yeah, it's been that way since back on the bus. It looks like you have the
same problem. Want to go where we can take care of it?"

"Sure, but where? I don't know any place around here."

"There's a safe place over by the golf course if you wanna go there."

"Okay, what's on your mind, anything in particular?"

"Man, as horny as I am whatever you want is okay with me."

Dropping the truck in gear, I pulled out into traffic driving to the first
crossover making the U-turn that would take us back to the golf course. He
sat there running his hand in and out of his crotch and breathing a little
heavy. I could feel the pre-cum oozing from my cock-head slit and he was
making me horny just watching him.

Glancing at him, I broke the silence, "My name is Larry."

"Derek, Derek..."

He stopped before telling me his last name.

"Okay Derek. You better tell me where to go."

"Take the first left at the church just before you get to the golf course.
After you turn, take the first right past the church's parking lot on the
dirt road. It leads back behind the maintenance buildings for the course.
Nobody is back there this time of the day."

"Sounds like you been there before."

"Yeah a couple of times, it's safe."

I made the left turn where he had said as he turned pulling his left leg up
on the seat unsnapping his jeans and unzipping. I could see thick light
brown pubic hair with the flaps laid open. He didn't have jockeys or boxers
on.

"You mind if I ask how old you are Larry? You don't look much older then
me."

"I'm 19, how about you?"

"I'll be 18 next week. I graduate this year. You do this much?"

"Do I do what much?"

"Pickup kids off school buses."

"Nope, you are the first and I wouldn't have picked you up except I saw
your hard-on as you come around the back of the bus."

"I got horny thinking about getting a blow job or jerking off and forgot to
cover up with my books. It was pretty obvious wasn't it?"

"Just a little. I kind of thought you wanted to be picked up the way you
stopped and kept rubbing yourself on the other side of the street."

"Yeah, I did. I saw that gay emblem on the windshield behind the mirror
when you blew your horn and figured you might be gay."

He sat there watching where we were going with his fingers playing in his
crotch pulling his hair and pressing on the base of his cock. I was just a
little nervous and my heart was beating a little faster watching him. This
was the first time I had made a pickup like this and didn't really know
what to expect.

I made the turn on the dirt road and he leaned back in the corner lifting
his hips pulling his jeans down a little more. I could see the smooth skin
of his cock. I followed the road into the trees and saw the buildings he
had said would be there. The doors were all closed and it seemed deserted
right then.

I drove a little further in so the truck wouldn't be seen and found a place
where I could turn around with the nose heading out. Turning the motor off,
I turned looking at Derek. He just looked at me and arching his back pulled
his jeans down around his ankles. Holding his body up as he pushed them
down, his cock sprang free bouncing up against his gut. I sucked air deep
into my lungs letting it out in a long sigh as he pulled his shirt over his
head. He was built like an Adonis. Hard muscled chest with thick pectoral
muscles and dark round tits the size of silver dollars. A light brown trail
of hair led from his belly button into a thick covering of hair around his
thick at least 7" cut cock. It was smooth without veins showing and
tapered. Where he had been circumcised was barely detectable. He reached
down and unlaced his Nike's kicking them off and pulled his jeans off
completely. Turning towards me stark naked he placed one arm on the back of
the seat and pulled his leg back up sitting there, his blue eyes drilling
into mine.

I had almost stopped breathing but my heart was racing so fast I could feel
the blood rushing through me. I couldn't remember when I had seen anyone as
gorgeous as him.

"You wanna get naked with me Larry?" He said, his eyes flashing at me.

I pushed his books off of the seat and slid a little closer to him. Leaning
down, I unlaced my sneakers feeling him pulling my shirt up. Sitting back
up, he pulled my shirt over my head and before I could push my jeans off he
was running his hands over my chest squeezing my tits.

"Yeah, I knew you had a build. Damn but you feel good."

"Let me get these off Derek."

I pushed my jeans down and my cock sprang free his hand catching it as it
did.

Derek put his leg behind me and I slid a little closer as he held my cock.
He was so hot he put his arms around my chest and pulled me tight against
him. His heart was beating as fast as mine and I could feel the strength in
his arms as we embraced in a deep tongue devouring kiss.

Laying his other leg over mine he ran his hands up and down my back feeling
the muscles while he lip kissed my neck sucking on me. I took his cock in
my hand and stroked it as he squeezed me tighter. The way he was exploring
my body and kissing me was almost as if he had never had sex before. I was
almost gasping for breath and my cock felt like it was leaking juice by the
gallons from the unexpected onslaught.

Stopping for a second, he moved his leg from mine.

"Lean back Larry."

I just stared at him caught up in the ecstasy that had enveloped me. I felt
him pushing me back.

Lean back Larry, let me see you."

I leaned back against the door as he run his hands over my chest and
stomach and down over my ribs. Taking my cock in his hand, he looked at me
stroking it gently.

"Looks like we are almost a match. Yours is a little thicker and longer but
you aren't cut like me. I like uncut cocks."

Breathing heavier and feeling his hand gently stroking my cock I watched as
he went down and engulfed it with his hot mouth sucking me in deep until it
touched the back of his mouth at the entrance to his throat. I cold feel
him pushing trying to take it all but he gagged and withdrew his saliva
dripping from it.

"God, I wish we were in bed. I want to suck all of it."

Hearing him say this, I thanked Chevrolet for the bench seat. I was so hot,
I wanted to suck him in a 69.

"You can if you kick your door open. We can stretch out on the seat and
suck each other. I want to suck you while you are sucking me."

Derek moved his leg from behind me and opened his door while I opened mine.
Turning around we stretched out beside each other and he greedily took my
cock back in his mouth pushing his at me. I opened my mouth and let him
push his pre-cum slick cock in and down my throat in one long thrust. I
could feel his throat taking me and we both groaned sending shock waves
through us both. We sucked on each other feeling the lust and passion
rising quickly. We thrust our cocks in a rhythm sucking and feeding on each
other feeling them harden, swelling aching to explode and send torrents of
hot teenage cream gushing down our throats. I felt Derek's muscles tighten
at the same time as me and with a deep groan he thrust his cock deep
sending his seed into me matching me stream for stream of hot molten juice.
We both swallowed each others milk sucking every drop until our cocks
started softening with relaxing muscles.

We both tightened our lips and still sucking, drained the last drops as we
withdrew from each other with our heads laying on the seat breathing
deeply. After a few minutes, I sat up and turning looked at Derek laying
there his thick muscled chest rising and falling as he breathed, his eyes
closed. Feeling my hand on his chest he opened his eyes and started to sit
up. I held him down.

"Not yet, just lay there and let me look at you feel you."

I turned and stretching out alongside of him, I put one arm under his head
pressing my body to his as I stroked his back. He laid there with one arm
over my shoulder the other between us and I could feel his fingers moving
in my hair scratching the base of my cock.

"Derek you really surprised me. I wasn't thinking about anything like
this. I thought you were just a horny teenager looking for a blow job."

"I was, am a horny teenager and with just about anyone else that is all it
would have been."

"Why this then? What made the difference?"

"You weren't pushy and you didn't have your hands all over me the minute I
got in the truck. Mostly, I liked what I saw. I could see that you had a
nice body and I like that."

"That makes two of us. When you stripped, I almost choked at how gorgeous
you are."

"Ditto again Larry. I still wish we had been in bed though."

"Yeah, it would have been a hell of a lot better. We better get dressed and
get you home, it's getting late."

Sitting up, we dressed and straightened ourselves up. Closing the doors, I
reached for the key when he stopped me.

"Can I see you again Larry? I'd like too."

"I'd like that to Derek. You said you would be 18 sometime next week didn't
you? What day?"

"Tuesday the 19th. Why?"

Writing my cell phone number on a blank piece of paper I handed it to him.

"Call me after the 19th if you still want too. Do you live at home?"

"Yeah, how about you?"

"Same here. Maybe we can work something out and have a birthday party."

"You aren't kidding me Larry? I'd really like to see you again."

"I've got a friend that manages a motel out on Copeland Rd. and I think he
will let me have a room. How does that sound?"

"You do? Do you think he would? That would be great. I think my parents are
going out of town next weekend but my sister will be home or you could have
come there."

"You call me Thursday or Friday Derek. I should know by then."

Leaning over he kissed me his eyes were soft and shining.

"It's going to be a long week Larry. I'm going to save everything for the
weekend."

Starting the truck and dropping it in gear I looked at him again, "Where do
you want me to drop you at?"

"Right here, I live on the other side of the trees. I walk this way when I
come home from school."

Picking up his books, he opened the door and stood outside for a second. I
could see the bulge in his crotch as he closed it and leaned in the window.

"Larry, don't stand me up please. I really would like to see you again."

"Not on your life. I'll be waiting for my cell phone to ring."

I reached out and caressed the side of his face and he kissed my palm
before turning and trotting off in the trees. At the edge of some holly
bushes, he turned and waved. I waved back as I pulled out of the trees.


  "Life is short but not long enough for those that know how to live it."