Date: Thu, 5 Feb 2009 19:25:49 +0000
From: Tom Busman <omnibologist@googlemail.com>
Subject: On the 145 bus home

This my first attempt at writing, what is a true story from my V1 form at
Senior School days in the U.K.  Only the names have been changed.  Whether
or not I write any more will depend on the response, if any, that I get
from this.

Travelling to and from secondary school involved a five minute walk across
a field, under a railway arch and then a 45 minute bus journey to the
nearest bus stop to the school.  In the mornings I usually met up with a
mate who lived near the terminus, one stop before mine, and as the bus
travelled nearer and nearer to the school more and more boys joined.
Coming home was different because for one reason or another we all left the
school at different times.

One particular evening I was late leaving because there had been a choir
practice, I was in the school choir, for a forthcoming Gilbert and Sullivan
operetta which the choir and orchestra were to put on for parents and
friends.  I was waiting at the bus stop when a younger boy, of about
sixteen, who I knew was in the choir but I didn't know by name arrived.  We
started chatting and it turned out that he was the cousin of a friend who
lived near to me but who didn't go to our all boys grammar school.  When
the bus came we went upstairs and found that there was no one else on the
top deck.  We went to the front and sat down next to each other.  Very
quickly it became clear that James was playing with himself under his
schoolbag which was on his lap. He glanced at me to see if I realised what
was happening and he said that he was really horny.  This continued for a
while and then he took my hand and moved it towards his trouser pocket
which was right next to me. He fed my hand into his pocket and immediately
I realised that he had pushed his cock into the pocket through a big hole
in the bottom of it.  I had never felt another boy's cock before, but
suddenly I found this very exciting and began to get hard myself.  I did my
best to wank him in his pocket and before long he shot a load of spunk into
my hand.  I withdrew my hand from his pocket, smiled, showed it to him and
he held it and licked it clean.

I asked him if he had done this kind of thing before and to my surprise he
said that he had messed around quite a bit with his cousin Peter, my
friend, at Pete's house, just round the corner from me.  At this point we
had reached the city centre and several other people got on the bus so we
changed the conversation quickly to our various roles in the school
production. After about 30 minutes he said that this was where he had to
get off and we said goodbye.

A couple of days later when I was walking home across the field, having
just got off the bus, I could barely make out a shadowy figure on a bike
waiting in the gloom, as it was just getting dark. As I got closer I
realised it was Pete.  "Hello, Tom" he said. "Hi Pete" I replied, "were you
waiting for me?"  "Sort of", he said. "I understand you wanked my cousin
James off on the bus the other day."  I told him how it happened and he
said that James had told him the same story.  "He also told me that you and
he messed about in your bedroom" I ventured, "I didn't know you were into
playing with other boys".  "Sometimes", he said, "do you fancy a bit of
messing about, now?"  "Maybe" I replied and we went off the path towards
some bushes at the end of the field, and he laid his bike down in the
grass.  Before we reached the bushes he lay down in the grass and I lay
down next to him we hugged each other and unzipped one another's trousers.
Then we removed our underpants and I felt Pete's massive hard uncut cock.
It was unlike anything I had ever seen before, and I had seen plenty of
cocks in the showers at school.  It was very thick around the base, about
7" long and tapered, unlike mine which was about the same girth all the way
along.  Pete took hold of my part cut cock and begun to wank it very
slowly.  "I have wanted to do this for ages" he said, but we had never even
talked sex let alone boy to boy sex before.  "I had no idea that you were
into this" I said, "until James told me on the bus the other night, what do
you two get up to together?"  Pete giggled and confessed that they had gone
much further than this and described how they had sucked each other and he
had even tried to fuck James once but his bum was too small for Pete to get
his cock in.  We played with each other for a while and Pete asked me if I
had ever sucked another boy's cock.  I told him that my experience with his
cousin was the first time I had ever done anything like that and that this
was only my second time at feeling another cock, though I was beginning to
realise that my looking at the other boys in the showers may not just have
been accidental.  "Do you want to try sucking mine?" he asked and I said
that I would give it a try.  After a few minutes I managed to get more and
more in and he swivelled round and began to do the same for me.  This was
the best feeling that I had ever experienced and I knew that I was about to
cum.  I pulled off him and told him, but he kept on sucking and so I went
back to his and soon we came at almost the same time.  I just held all his
cum in my mouth, not knowing what do next and not realising that he had
swallowed mine. He then started to kiss me and soon I was passing his spunk
back into his mouth.  Again, he swallowed it and we just lay there hugging
and kissing.  It was such a fantastic feeling.  Eventually we pulled up our
underpants and trousers and went to our separate homes.  The whole thing
had taken about ten or fifteen minutes.