Date: Sat, 31 Mar 2001 20:26:00 -0500
From: Marc Savoie <msavoie@vianet.ca>
Subject: When One's Life is Sex - Installment 4

As usual, if you're underage, or it's illegal, don't read this.  Otherwise,
enjoy yourself.  I hope this one keeps you all happy.  I tried to have a
little more detail into my story, make it sound a lot better then what it
was.  Have fun all, and if you have any comments, email me at
msavoie@vianet.ca I welcome good and bad comments from everyone!


It was a sad day.  The next day I was leaving for a city about 6 hours
south of where I lived.  I wouldn't see Kyle for at least 3 weeks, at which
time he would also be down in the city.  I hugged him goodbye, and he left,
on his way to home.  I was saddened, but I did not cry, I couldn't, for
fear that my parents would suspect something.  I went down to my basement
room and finished packing the stuff that I needed.  As much clothes as I
would need for approximately 8 weeks, my CD player and CD's...  A few other
necessities.  I was afraid.  I had never been away from home in a strange
town for quite so long.

The afternoon soon came, and with the afternoon came the time for me to
jump onto the bus.  I hugged my parents goodbye, and put my stuff in the
storage compartment under the bus.  I sighed, took one last look at my home
town, and climbed onto the bus.  I sat on the bus, all alone next to the
window.

I was staring out the window, not really paying attention to what was going
on around me.  I suddenly felt a light tap on my shoulder.  I jumped in
surprise, then looked up into the nicest pair of gray-green eyes I had ever
seen.  I then looked the young man standing in front of me from head to
toe.  Build body, strong build.  His hair was sandy blonde.  The muscle
shirt he was wearing showed off his huge arms, and his shorts, which seemed
to be filled quite nicely, showed off some nice runner legs.  I gasped
slightly.

He asked if I would mind if he sat with me.  I quickly accepted, and he
threw himself into the seat.  I could feel myself getting red, and I could
feel the blood quickly running to my loins.  I tried vainly to readjust my
jeans so that my hard-on wasn't quite so obvious.  He looked at me and
smiled.  I almost melted right there.  His teethe were straight and a
bright white.  They seemed to shine in the light, and his narrow face
brightened noticeably when he was smiling.

"Sorry!" Was all I could say.

"No problem man, name's Josh!" he said, reaching out to shake my hand.  The
back of his hand brushed against my hard cock slightly, and, though my mind
dismissed it as just accidental, my cock thought completely different.  I
was so hard by now that it hurt.  I told him my name then talked to him
about the normal stuff, the weather, where I was going, what I was doing,
why I was doing it.

It was dark now, just past 9 o'clock, and I still had another 3 hours to
go.  I grabbed my pillow and leaned against the window to sleep.  I soon
dozed off and was in my world of dreams.  I woke up to find him asleep as
well, but he was leaning against me, and his hand was right on my groin.  I
didn't want to move for fear of waking him, but my arm had fallen asleep.
I slowly shifted and suddenly felt his hand tighten around my erect cock.

I wasn't sure if he was still sleeping , and it truly was bothering.  I
shifted again, and his hand tightened its grasp again.  He was really
making me hot.  I gasped lightly and shifted again.  His hand began to rub
this time.  I closed my eyes, trying not to moan as his hand was jacking me
off through my pants.  His motions became a little faster, and I started to
breath heavier.  I put my hand up on his head and ran my fingers through
his beautiful hair.

He opened his gorgeous eyes and stared at me.  His stare was so intense,
and seemed like a laughing stare.  I smiled at him, and nodded my head.  He
took that the way I wanted him to and began to unbuckle my belt.  I popped
my head up a little and noticed that there was no one close to us on the
bus, no one that would discover our little sexual encounter.

He had my pants open now, and his hand was in my boxers.  I loved the
feeling of his hand on my cock, and I continued to hold back my moans of
pleasure.  I brought my hand down to his groin, and began to rub his cock
through his pants.  He looked at me and smiled, so I unbuckled his belt and
undid his zipper.  I put my hands into his shorts to find that he wasn't
wearing any underwear.

This turned me on even more and I started to rub his growing cock to
hardness.  I was surprised that his cock, which seemed so small at first,
had grown to an eight inch hard on.  I looked down at his cock, which was
now completely out of his shorts.  It was cut, and its piss slit seemed to
stare at me wantingly.  There were veins showing throughout the entire
shaft.  It was truly beautiful.  I rubbed a little harder, and continued to
hold back my own moans as he started to breath heavier.

I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, his head was hovering above my
cock.  He quickly took it into his mouth.  I soon found myself comparing
him to Kyle.  His method was different, that was for sure, but it was
almost just as well.  He swirled his tongue around my shaft, and then
sucked harder at the head.  This made me go wild.  He would suck on my
cock, then take it out of his mouth and lightly blow on it.  This made me
moan lightly.  The feeling of the extreme warmth of his mouth followed by
the cooling breeze emanating from his mouth turned me on to no avail.  I
was in ecstasy.

All the while, I was still working on his beautiful cock.  He seemed to be
liking it as much as I was.  I glanced down at him, and noticed that his
eyes were rolling up inside his head because it felt so good.  I took this
as encouragement.  All of a sudden, I felt a blunt smack in my forehead.  I
opened my eyes, and noticed that I had smacked my head against the seat in
front of me.  The bus had stopped at the last stop, I had to get off.  My
seat mate was gone.  I sighed as I realized I had been dreaming it all.  I
groaned as I got up trying to hide my painfully erect cock.  I wondered to
myself if I'd ever see him again as I got off the bus and jumped into a
taxi which would bring me to my next destination.