BUS RIDE IN THE DARK (bisexual)

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BUS RIDE IN THE DARK (bisexual)The semester was finally over and I rushed from my last exam to thebus station to start my trip home for Christmas. I was attending a smallliberal arts college in Minnesota and was apparently surviving a toughfirst semester. Coming from a small town in Illinois where everyone knewme and my family, the adjustment had been difficult but, at the same time,exciting. I knew now that I would never return to that highly-predictablesmall town existence.I had been shocked by many things these last few months. First, theease with which I achieved my valedictorian status in high school wasreplaced with an anxious struggle to get B’s. Then, there was the dormlife. My small town conservative upbringing did not prepare me for thenoisy, drunken, crude behavior of the freshmen on my floor. I did manageto find a good group of friends who were fun but a little more civilized.I was a very naïve k** and lacked any kind of sexual experience. Inhigh school I dated a lot and was considered great company, but any girl Iwas interested in was more interested in the jocks or the “bad boys.” Thegirls interested in me were pretty prudish. I did not push them much soremained a virgin ready for the wild wide world.One thing I hadn’t come to grips with was my interest in the malebody. The most exciting time of day was the shower room after PE or games.Nothing much happened but I enjoyed the eye candy and discovered what awide variety of body shapes and sizes were available. More importantly thegreat variety of cocks was intriguing and stimulating to me. I would oftenrush home and jack off wildly thinking about what I saw and what I wantedto do with them. The most stimulating of all was my best friend who was agorgeous stud but unfortunately deeply involved in getting in the pantiesof several of the hot girls. Occasionally we would sleep over and he’d letme get a good look at him but I restrained myself from physically accostinghim but, in my mind, he was completely ravaged.The locker rooms at college were even more exciting. The adolescentboys had now grown into young men and the size and variety was even morethrilling. In my heart I knew what I wanted but my exploration was stoppedwhen I saw what happened to homos in our dorm. In particular, Jeff wholived at the end of the hall apparently shared my passion for cock. Butunlike my cautious approach, he pursued any of them he wanted. He was onthe football team and apparently had been treating his teammates to someexcellent blow jobs until he approached the wrong guy. This senior jockrebuffed him and then spread the news all over the campus. The guys on ourfloor bahis siteleri canlı picked up on this and made his life hell. One night I was awakenedby the fire alarm and went out in the hall to see what was going on. Oneof the more active harassers had thrown a cherry bomb under Jeff’s bedwhile he slept. When it blew Jeff stayed in bed to avoid the humiliationof the crowd that had gathered but unfortunately his bed caught on fire.The next day Jeff went home for good. After that chapter, I decided tostay in my closet.I continued to date nice women like the girls I knew in high school.I was beginning to think I was doomed to a celibate life when Sarah cameinto it. Sarah was a breath of fresh air. Although she hung out with myproper group, she had a passionate other side. What was more important,she could see the passionate side of me and introduced me to the joys of mybody and the joys of hers. She helped me see myself for the first time asthe handsome, sensual guy that I was. We took every opportunity to find anisolated room, spot in the woods, or even hidden hall way to attack eachother wildly. Today’s college students have no idea of segregated dorms,locking up the women at 10 PM, and expulsion for being caught in the roomof your lover.Anyway, Sarah taught me about my body and hers. We made out wildly andexplored each other’s bodies as much as possible. We sent each other overthe top to crashing climaxes whenever we could without ever actually “doingthe trick.” I knew that was in the future if I could keep her interestedin me. So, although I knew of my passion for men, a hot woman could sendme to ecstasy. As my best friend in later life often said of me, “You aresuch a slut.” Life was looking up but now I was headed home for a boringChristmas vacation.When I reached the bus station, I found quite a crowd of peoplewaiting for the infrequent bus to the Twin Cities. I got my ticket andtook my place in line behind a nice older lady who was a greatconversationalist. Finally the bus arrived and we made our way on board.Most of the seats were already taken so only the first boarders got seats.Lois and I moved about half way to the back and then learned we were goingto spend the two hour trip standing, smashed together with our coats andluggage. As I got toward my standing spot, I noticed a really handsomeyoung man sitting in the aisle seat. As I kept glancing at him, I noticedhe was still looking at me. Soon I noticed a small smile and I thoughteven a wink. I was so surprised that I even looked behind me to see if hewas greeting someone else. When I looked back, the smile was much broaderand clearly canlı casino siteleri directed at me. I returned the smile to this extremelyhandsome guy with fabulous eyes. What a nice treat!We settled into place and most removed their coats and hats because ofthe hot bus. I was standing awkwardly in the narrow aisle with my carry-onbag at my feet. Suddenly there was a rustle behind me as the handsome guyconvinced Lois to take his seat and he stood behind me. During hisexchange with Lois, I learned his name was David and that he was a juniorat a college farther south. Soon the lights went out and we were on theway. As soon as we left town, it was pitch black and I wished I had a seatto catch a nap.It was not a smooth ride and the standing folk were being thrown aboutpretty wildly. As we lurched along, the woman in front of me fell backwardand I fell against David. I apologized to him and he replied, “Noproblem.” This continued and I kept apologizing. Finally he said, “Stopapologizing; you feel good.” I thought that was a little strange and thenremembered his flirtatious glances. Hmmm. So the next time I fell back, Ijust kind of relaxed there and let our bodies touch. David didn’t pullaway and in fact I felt him pushing against my back. My mind was nowracing and I was getting pretty excited. Luckily the road smoothed out andthe lady in front secured her space.Now I could feel David pressed against me from my shoulders to my ass.Clearly he had a nice bulge and it was pressed firmly against my butt. Islowly moved a little forward to give him some space, but he was rightagainst me in a second. Now I was roaring hard and I could feel his cockgrowing in his sweat pants. Two can play this game. I started slowlyswaying my hips side to side and then back and forth. As I did his cockfit right between my buns. At first I could feel it down his pant leg, butafter he backed away for a moment, I could feel he had rearranged it up hisbelly. The next time he pushed in, the length of his lovely cock slippedalong the entire length of my crack. He leaned forward and whispered in myear, “Nice fit.” I blushed but shook my head in agreement.Most of the people around us were snoozing and the only light was theoccasional head light of a passing car. Here we were in the middle of acrowd, acting out a sexual dance that was driving me wild. The next timeDavid leaned forward I felt him lightly nibble my ear lobe. I had neverfelt anything like that and groaned softly in pleasure. Then I felt hisright hand reach around my hip and gently trace my rock hard cock. Thatfelt so good that I thought I might cum and faint right on the casino oyna spot.However, David was patient and con
tinued to caress my ass with his hardcock as he gently started stroking me. Next I felt his fingers unbuttoningmy jeans. I thought about putting a stop to it but was really completelyunder his control by now. As the last button popped I felt his hand slipin my jean fly, into the fly of my briefs, and around my rampaging cock.My pre-cum made a slippery surface and David slowly but strongly brought meoff. In a matter of minutes, I was soaking my briefs with jet after jet ofhot cream. Jeff withdrew his hand and I could hear him licking his fingersas he whispered in my ear, “My sweet man.” I quickly buttoned up and triedto regain my composure. I hoped I hadn’t moaned too loudly as I came butguess I hadn’t caused any suspicion.When I came back to reality, I realized his cock was still firmlypressed in my ass crack and was as hard as ever. Not to be outdone, Isnaked my arm around behind me and grasped his cock through his sweat pantsmaterial. David moved back a little but softly groaned encouragement intomy ear. I tried to get my hand into his pants but that wasn’t working so Ijust grabbed the beautiful rod and continued to stroke it through thematerial. Apparently David was highly excited by our play because soon hiscock pulsed wildly and he gave out a pretty loud grunt. I couldn’t helpgiggling as he struggled to stay upright and under control. Pretty soon Ifelt him reach around to my mouth and feed me a gob of hot cum. I lickedit off quickly, enjoying my first taste of hot man juice. I wanted to dropto my knees and lick him clean but knew that was not possible. FinallyDavid leaned in and whispered, “Now we are one.” I couldn’t agree more.Soon we arrived at the bus terminal and we got off. My time waspretty short but we were able to exchange a short conversation. I thankedhim for the stimulating ride and he smiled his magnificent smile inresponse. We headed to the restroom where we cleaned up with wet towelsand I changed into some clean briefs. I told David that I was going tothrow out the undies so as not to embarrass my parents. He replied, “Noway. I want them to remember you by.” Luckily the John was momentarilyempty and David drew me into his embrace and kissed me passionately. Igave back as strongly and we shared a few moments of complete passionbefore we heard the door open. As we parted, we exchanged phone numbersand promised to meet again in the new semester.I caught the train and settled back reflecting on my successful firstsemester and looking forward to a much more interesting life. I hadsurvived the academic and social side and had had my first exciting sexualexperiences with both a woman and a man. The world was looking good andfull of opportunities.** Thanks for reading. I would enjoy hearing your comments. Please checkout my other stories

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