Date: Wed, 2 Jan 2008 00:45:38 -0800 (PST) From: Mark Friedman Subject: The Bus Driver This story involves homosexual sex. If, for any reason, this either isn't your cup of tea or is something you shouldn't be reading, please go do something else. Otherwise, enjoy! This story is totally fictional, and as such, any resemblance to any specific person (living or dead), event, or place is purely coincidental. Copyright is to me, and this story may not be reproduced anywhere without my prior permission. Comments can be sent to forcewielder2000@yahoo.com; flames will be analyzed for comedic value, and may be distributed with humorous editorial comments by yours truly to others who think like me. ~Mark *************** I got onto the bus after school let out. I glanced at the bus driver as I passed him, running my blue eyes across his body. His name was Tom, and he was the 19 year old brother of one of my friends, Robbie. I thought Tom was hot, with his dark brown hair and eyes, though I'd never dream of saying that to him. I was sure he wouldn't appreciate having a 13 year old boy telling him that. But I still couldn't help but stare at him at times. Sometimes he'd glance up in the mirror that was above his seat and glance my way. He'd lick his lips, and it was almost all I could do to keep my dick from bursting out of the front of my pants. When the bus would arrive at my stop, I'd practically run home in order to be able to jerk off (which was difficult, since my stop was the second-to-last one on the route, so I often had to suffer being horny for quite a while before I could do anything about it). I thought I'd never get the chance to do anything other than fantasize about Tom as I played with myself. One day, though, things would change. The two kids who normally got off at the last stop weren't on the bus. Tom suddenly said, "Hey, Dustin, why are you always looking at me? You like my body or something?" I turned bright red. "Uh, no, I was, uh, just admiring the way you, uh, drive the bus," I stammered out. "Yeah, right," he said with a laugh. "I see your hard-on every day when you get off the bus!" I was mortified! I started stammering out a bunch of nonsense, but he cut me off. "It's all right. You want to make out with me?" I swallowed hard, and nodded. "All right," he said. "Look, Robbie and the folks will be out of town for the weekend, and I'll be the only one home. If you want, come on over. Tell your parents that you'll be spending the weekend with Robbie. Okay?" "All right," I managed to get out. We soon arrived at my stop, and after I got off I ran home to jerk off. *** Friday couldn't arrive fast enough. That evening after dinner, as I headed out the door, I called out to my mom that I was leaving for Robbie's house. "All right," she replied. "Be safe, and don't get into mischief!" I headed on over, and knocked on the door. Tom let me in. I dropped my duffel bag on the floor of the entry way as he closed the door. We stood there and looked at each other for a moment. "Well," Tom finally said, "seeing as how you're here for a very specific reason, I suppose we might as well cut to the chase. Come on." We went into what I quickly realized was his parents' bedroom. He suddenly grabbed me and planted a kiss on my lips (I was several inches shorter than he was, so he had to lean down and I had to look up). I was shocked, but I was also in heaven, my dick quickly getting hard. He let go and started taking his clothes off, and I followed suit. Within moments we were standing there in just our briefs. Tom pulled his briefs off, and I couldn't help but stare. His huge dick -- the thing had to be at least 10 inches long! -- was jutting outward, and there were equally huge balls below it. They were surrounded by a mass of pubic hairs. "Well, are you just going to stand there?" Tom asked. Feeling woefully inadequate, I pulled off my own briefs. My hard dick -- only about 5 inches long -- and balls weren't nearly as big as Tom's were, and I didn't have a lot of pubic hairs. Tom went over to the bed and laid down. He patted a spot next to him, and I hesitantly went over and laid down next to him. He started to feel me up, and after a few moments I started to do the same to him. It felt a little strange at first. For all the times I'd imagined doing what I was doing right then, nothing had ever really prepared me for the real thing of me touching his dick and balls while he touched mine. Soon Tom said, "Dustin, suck my dick!" I stared at him, my eyes wide. "Come on," he said softly. "You know you want to. Put my thing into your mouth -- and suck it!" That proved to be enough for me to get down, put my mouth around as much of his dick as I could (which, admittedly, wasn't much), and start sucking. Tom moaned out and ran his hands through my short-cropped blonde hair, pushing my head down, begging for more. I sucked for a while, when suddenly his semen started blasting out the end of his dick and into my mouth. I tried to pull up, but his hands were still holding my head down, and I swallowed some semen, even though I didn't want to -- it was unavoidable. When the torrent of semen ended, I pulled up off his still-hard dick. Pulling a face, I grabbed a Kleenex from a box on the nightstand and wiped out what little semen was left in my mouth. He then had me lay down, and then he got between my legs and started sucking my dick. I couldn't believe it! Several minutes later he suddenly pulled up and got onto me. He kissed me before saying, "Now for the next part. Try to relax." I wanted to ask him what he meant when he grabbed my ankles and lifted my legs up until my knees were touching my chest. He then spread my legs apart and put the end of his dick against my butthole. He then started pushing his dick into me, and I groaned as my butthole expanded to take the huge dick being shoved into it. He kept slowly pushing his dick in until he got it all the way into me (a process which took around 10 minutes), his pubic hairs pressing up against my butt. I laid there whimpering, my butt aching from having to take the monstrosity. He held me to him, whispering into my ear that it would be all right while he rubbed my back. After several minutes, the aching went down, and Tom stopped rubbing my back. "Wrap your arms and legs around me," he instructed me as he let go of my ankles, and I complied. He then pulled his dick most of the way out and then shoved it back into me. He repeated it, going slowly for a while before picking up speed. I felt relief every time he pulled out, only to groan out as my innards expanded whenever his huge organ was stuffed back into me. His long dick slid in and out of me like a piston in an engine, his balls flopping against me with each inward thrust of his hips. Some unknown time later I suddenly started ejaculating. I laid there in ecstasy as I blew my load all over us. Tom's dick slid in and out of me for several minutes after that, until he emptied his semen into me. He kissed me, then softly said, "Dude, you realize you're not a virgin any more, right?" "Yeah," I grunted out. He rolled us onto our sides, his soft dick still in me. He held me to him, gently running the fingertips of his right hand across my back, butt, and thighs. My butthole throbbed from the pounding it had taken. We laid there for a while, holding each other. A while later I felt his dick start to get hard again, and Tom proceeded to screw me for the second time that night. I didn't even get hard the entire time, which kinda bummed me out. When he was through emptying his semen into me, he went back to holding me. A while later, he once again got hard, and he screwed me a third time; I was once again bummed out because I didn't get hard then, either. After he was through, he pulled out, and we got up and took a shower together. We got back into bed and soon fell asleep. *** I woke slowly the next morning. I looked over to see Tom staring at me, with a smile on his face. That's when I realized he'd pulled the blankets off of me and had been looking at my naked body. I felt my face go warm. "Good morning," he said. "Good morning," I replied. He tossed the blankets off of him, and I looked down to see his huge erection jutting out. "I've been waiting a while to get rid of this," he said, and that was all the warning I had as he rolled onto me and started entering me. It didn't take as long for him to enter me this time, and soon he was all the way inside me again. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, and he then started pumping energetically. Even though my butt still hurt a little, my dick quickly got hard. We made love for quite a while until he ejaculated into me. He then pulled out of me and got down in between my legs. Taking my dick into his mouth, he started sucking. I grabbed the back of his head and started humping his face. All to soon I was ejaculating into his mouth. We remained naked throughout the entire weekend, having sex several more times in several parts of the house. We even had sex in Robbie's bed Saturday night before sleeping in it! (I wondered what Robbie would think if he knew I was laying naked sleeping in his bed, after having had sex with his brother.) When it came time for me to go home Sunday night, I was kinda reluctant to leave, even though at times my butthole felt like it couldn't take much more of Tom's dick being shoved into it. Tom gave me a long kiss before I left for home. The next morning, when I got onto the bus, Tom, grinning, gave me a wink.