Stranger On the Bus

It was a few years ago, I had just turned 18. I was returning home through the city centre, and upon boarding the bus and going upstairs to sit at the back, I met an older guy. Sitting upstairs there were only myself, him and a woman; two were sitting down at the front of the bus. I asked him for a lighter, and we got chatting. He began to tell me about when he was my age, and that he'd been on a camping trip that had gone a bit wild, where a male friend of his had sucked him off as a dare.

I told him that although I had a girlfriend at the time, I had always had curiosities about what it was like to be with a man. He slid across the back sit and sat up against me, almost pinning me in the corner. He took my right hand, and he placed it onto his left leg, slowly moving it onto his penis. It was rock hard, and long, but it was the first penis I had ever felt other than my own.

He unzipped himself and pulled his monster out. It was even longer than it felt, but when he moved my hand onto his shaft I was surprised how smooth it was. He slowly moved my hand up and down for a few moments, and then he let my hand go, and I continued on my own.

I myself was getting horny, and when he unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped me, he reached inside, moved my boxers aside and pulled out my fully erect penis. He took a moment to wank me off, and then leaned down and began sucking me off. He continued for a few minutes and then sat back up and smiled at me. He put his hand at the back of my head and gently guided my face towards his trouser snake. I had never given a blow job before, but as it neared my face I parted my lips. I was taken aback at how far I had to open my mouth to actually get it in, but before I could comprehend what was happening he was thrusting himself against my tonsils. He continued for a few moments until he made me gag, at which point we panicked worried that the lady at the front would turn around.

Once we knew the coast was clear, he told me he wanted to see my legs and ass. I was nervous, but he assured me he just wanted to see look. Still sitting down, I slid my trousers and boxers down to my knees, and he began to stroke my legs and fondle my balls, whilst I was still slowly wanking his dick. After he had admired me half naked he gestured for me to stand up. I did as he requested and stood up, my jeans and boxers falling further down my legs, and I stood, ass exposed, and dick resting on the cold metal bar in front of me. He slid himself along to sit directly behind me, so that my ass was directly in front of his face, and he began to caress my skinny ass cheeks. After caressing them for a moment he quickly inserted his wet finger straight into my virgin hole. It was surprising but at that point I was so horny I wasn't complaining. He fingered me like a jackhammer for a few minutes, first with one finger and working his way to three.

He stopped and began to kiss my lower back whilst reaching around to wank me off, and he slowly pulled me downwards towards his lap. I reached down, thinking that he wanted me to wank him off as well, but as I gripped his shaft he continued easing me down onto his snake.

I had to do all I could not to make any noise and alert the woman at the front, but the burning almost bought me to tears. I moved his hands from my hips and gripped the metal bar in front of me and eased myself down onto him slowly.

It felt like a mile, but eventually I was fully in his lap. My knuckles were white from gripping the bar so hard, and my legs were trembling. I slowly raised and lowered myself to try and get more comfortable, when suddenly the woman at the front pressed the bell and began to stand up.

The guy picked me up off him and left me in the corner, and he darted across back to his original seat, and so there was me half naked in one corner and him with his massive dick out in the other corner. The lady turned around to go to the stairs and at the last moment looked up and looked me straight in the eye with a look of confusion, no doubt because my face was probably beetroot red from having my first gay fuck on a bus, but she carried on and left the bus none the wiser anyway.

As soon as the bus pulled off again, he came scooting back over and told me to get my knees on the floor and my face on the chair. After telling me to hold tight, he thrust himself into me and pounded deep into me for about three minutes. He pulled out just as he came and rubbed his dick all over my ass cheeks, finally wiping himself dry with my boxers as I pulled them back up. It was my stop a few minutes later, so we bid each other farewell.

I walked the rest of the way home feeling his juices running down my inner thighs, and I was rock hard all of the way because of it.

In thirty minutes I had learned not only was I bi, but I was also a little bitch.