Date: Mon, 01 Apr 2002 16:19:54 -0800
From: mr_mark37@hotmail.com
Subject: Bus to Bathroom

Hi, I'm the author of the (currently) 2-part story, Eating at the Apple,
found in the encounters section. While much of those stories are true
(names changed, dates changed, etc.) the following story is totally
true. This took place in my junior year of high school and forever changed
my life.

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From the bus to the bathroom, a first time experience.

I knew I was bi for quite some time. I had limited success with girls so
far, mostly kissing and petting in a dark theatre. My usual sex partner was
my right hand with old "lefty" thrown in for variety.

I'd found that from time to time the images I conjured in my fantasies were
male. This bothered me for a couple of reasons: I lived in a pretty small
town and homophobia ran rampart. Also, I wasn't what I considered to be
cute. I was overweight (chubby) and recovering from teen-age acne.  I was
scared to make the first move for fear of getting pounded and was pretty
sure nobody would put the moves on me. Imagine my surprise when that very
thing happened!

I was riding the county bus home. I'd walked down to the local bookstore
after school and didn't feel like walking the additional 3 miles or so home
after that. I got on and a kid I sort of knew was in the back. He called
out my name so I made my way to the back of the bus.

Chuck was ok looking; a bit on the chubby side like me. His complexion was
better than mine. He had a raincoat spread out over his lap and grinned at
me when I sat down next to him.

I don't remember what we initially talked about but Chuck very quickly
turned to conversation to sex. He asked me if I'd ever been with a guy
before. I told him I hadn't.  He then showed me that his pants were
unzipped and his hard cock was sticking out of them underneath that
raincoat. He asked me if I wanted to fool around. I couldn't talk. I just
nodded my head.

Chuck spread the raincoat out so that it covered both our laps. It seemed
an unnecessary precaution but it made me feel more secure. Then he took my
hand and placed it on his cock. For the first time in my life I was holding
someone else's cock!

It wasn't very big, but it was quite hard. I discovered I loved the feel of
it in my hand. I ran my thumb over the head and enjoyed the spongy, silky
feeling. I started stroking him as Chuck reached over and began to rub my
throbbing cock through my jeans.

I probably would have kept going had Chuck not stopped us.  "Right now, the
bus driver isn't sure what we're doing back here but he's been looking a
lot. Let's take the next bus stop and finish this off somewhere private,"
he whispered.

I agreed. I'd have agreed to just about anything at that point. We got off
the bus and looked around. Our choices were pretty limited. There was a
grocery store, a gas station and an elementary school near by. My house was
closest but my mom was home and my dad would be home soon.  We headed for
the gas station and snuck into the men's room and locked the door. I leaned
against the door for good measure.

Chuck and I hugged, our crotches grinding together and I kissed his neck
and cheek. Our lips met and opened.  As we French kissed, we helped each
other to push down our pants and underwear.

Soon Chuck had both our cocks in his hand, stroking them together. This
felt wonderful but I wanted more. "Suck me," I begged.

Chuck dropped his coat on the floor in front of me and then got on his
knees. He looked up at me with my cock resting against his lips. Then his
tongue darted out and licked around my cock-head, down the shaft, around
the base and then back up.

At first, he only took the head into his mouth, swirling his tongue around
it. He cupped my balls in his hands and began to slowly take more and more
of my rock-hard cock into his mouth.  I knew I wasn't all that large
compared to other guys I'd seen, only about 5 - 5 1/2 long but fairly
thick. Chuck had no problem with taking my entire cock into his mouth and
throat. This obviously wasn't his first time!

After a while, I could tell I was building to what promised to be the most
intense orgasm of my life. Chuck pulled my cock out of his mouth and jacked
me off like crazy while he squeezed my balls with an almost painful
intensity.

I came more than I had ever cum before in my life! It seemed to go
everywhere. My knees got weak and I'd have fallen if it hadn't been for the
door behind my.  Chuck apologized for not taking my load in his mouth but I
didn't mind.

Chuck got some paper towels and helped me clean up. I offered to take care
of him but he suggested another time and place, somebody could come with
the key to the bathroom and catch us there pretty easy.

So, we went our separate ways. Chuck called me at my house that evening. I
tried to explain to him that I couldn't talk about anything but I figure he
was stroking himself as we talked and wanted me to provide him with details
about what we would do next time we got together.

My father was listening in the other room and totally freaked out. I got
the crap beat out of me and joined the Navy to get the hell out of town as
soon as it was legal for me.

Chuck and I got together a couple of times over the years. I don't know
where he is now but I wish him well.

As always, I welcome your comments.

Mark