Date: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 18:59:22 -0400
From: jim north <thickcutnorth@hotmail.ca>
Subject: cum on the school bus

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When I was in grade 8, I was a typical horny 13-year-old and had been
jerking my almost 5-inch dick every day since a little before I turned
12. The first time I shot cum just after my 12th b-day is a day I'll never
forget, and I knew from what I was imagining in my head that I must be
gay. Even though it was a little scary, gym was still my favourite class. I
loved getting changed and showering with all the other boys. I remember
guys getting boners once in a while, and even though I sometimes got a
little chubbed up, I never got a full-fledged hard-on in front of everyone.

Dave had been held back a year, so he was 14 and a little more developed
than the rest of us. He was tall, and had the beginnings of a 6-pack on his
tight, tanned stomach. The hair on his head was blond and wiry and his
red-blond pubes were thicker than any of the other boys, some of whom were
still bald as babies at that point. His dick wasn't huge or anything, but
his balls were big and fuzzy, and they hung low and loose between his hairy
thighs. I often thought about his uncut wiener when I was jacking off at
home. He always took his time in the showers, slowly soaping and rinsing
himself, and always taking a few seconds to peel his dick-skin back and
rinsing his purple head under the water. Our class was about half cut and
half uncut, and I think we were all a little fascinated by everyone's
different little dicks.

One day, Coach Matthews wasn't at work, and a female teacher, who was also
the 'home room' teacher for most of us, took his place. The weather was
shitty, so we ended up in the gym sitting on the floor at the beginning of
class. Me, Dave, and our friend Jason (another cute guy with black hair
that curled up around his ears, and a tiny little hairless cock that he
seemed to enjoy showing off while he was peeing), were sitting together
listening to Miss L tell us what we'd be doing that day. She seemed
distracted, and kept glancing down at the crotch of Dave's blue Adidas
shorts. They were faded, loose and worn-out, as if they were
hand-me-downs. Jason suddenly leaned towards Dave.

"Hey - your balls are hanging out," Jason said quietly. I looked down and
instantly got hard in my own Adidas shorts (mine were red). His balls
looked so hot as they flopped out the leg of his gym shorts and I had to
stop myself from leaning over and licking those furry things. Although I
had some pubes, my balls were completely smooth, and I found his hairy ones
really hot. Dave tucked his nuts back into the lining of his shorts and the
three of us laughed a bit. When we looked up, I think the only reason we
didn't get in trouble was because Miss L knew she'd been caught perving on
Dave's hairy teenboy bag.

By the end of class, the story had spread to all the boys and Dave had some
fun in the showers squeezing his balls out through his fist and loudly
proclaiming that Miss L could have a mouthful anytime she wanted. It was
the closest I ever got to a full-on boner in the locker room, and I
reluctantly cut my shower short - though I think the episode had made all
of us pretty horny. I would find out just how horny on the bus-ride home
later that afternoon.

Me, Dave, and Jason all lived at the end of the route and were always the
last ones left on the vehicle. We always sat at the back and the driver, a
scruffy-looking guy, probably in his 30s, never paid any attention to us. I
sat next to the window with Dave on my left, and Jason sat in the seat
across the aisle. Given our age and general horniness, I guess it was bound
to happen that one day we'd whip our dicks out and jerk off.

It was Dave that started it. There were still two girls from our class
sitting in front of us and I think they were both shocked and intrigued by
what they saw. Dave started by groping himself through his extremely tight
jeans. He never wore underwear and his 14-year-old package was always easy
to see. He wasn't hard, and his crotch was a smooth round lump under the
denim.

"Did you see Miss L looking at my balls today?" he asked us, looking
straight at the two girls as he pawed himself. Jason and I laughed loudly,
but I noticed I wasn't the only one staring hard at Dave massaging his
crotch - Jason's eyes were wide and I thought I could see his little prick
poking at his pants. The girls pretended to be grossed-out, but they kept
watching. Dave undid the button on his jeans and shoved his hand inside. I
could see the pale skin where his tan ended, and could just see his pubes
and the base of his cock as he massaged it.

"It's all cummy," Dave said as the bus stopped and the two girls got up and
left, whispering to each other the whole time. As soon as we started moving
again, Jason undid his jeans and pushed them and his little blue bikini
briefs way down his thighs. He was already hard and started stroking his
little uncut prick. Jason's balls were actually pretty big compared to his
dick, and they flopped up and down between his spread thighs as he pulled
on his 3-1/2-inch cock. He looked up at me with his blue eyes and gave me
the biggest smile ever.

I watched for a few seconds before I couldn't take it anymore and undid my
jeans. I looked up at the front of the bus, at the big mirror above the
driver, but he was just staring out the front window. I knew we had at
least five minutes until our stop, so I shoved my pants and my white
Fruit-of-the-Looms down my legs and started jerking my boner hard. The
vinyl seat was cold on my skinny ass. Dave kept groping himself, checking
me and Jason out, and finally pulled his dick out of his jeans and went
from soft to hard in just a few seconds.

His big purple knob kept popping in and out of his foreskin while Jason and
I kept our strokes a little shorter, keeping our heads mostly covered with
our boy-skin.

After another minute had gone by, Dave pulled his skin right back, leaned
over, and spit on the head of his cock. He swirled the saliva around the
rim of his big head with his finger, and then started stroking again.

"Oh, yeah...", Dave said quietly. Jason and I both pulled our skin all the
way back and did the same thing, getting our purple heads all wet and
slippery. All three of us pulled our shirts up and tucked them under our
chins as we continued beating off at the back of the school bus. I looked
up again, and I thought I saw the driver watching us in his big mirror for
a split-second before his eyes went back to the road.

"I can see Kristy playing with my dick right now," Dave said, his eyes
closed. "She doesn't like sucking on it, but she'll lick my balls while she
jacks me off. It's so fucking hot watching her."

In my opinion, Kristy was a dirty little slut, but the image of her licking
Dave's balls while she stroked his teen meat had me ready to blow my wad.

"She won't let me feel under her clothes," Dave continued as he skinned up
and down his thick 5-1/2-incher, "but I felt her titties through her shirt
a few times, and she let me rub her cunt once," and he licked his lips.

Jason and I looked at each other. No one ever used the word 'cunt'. I
turned my attention back to Dave's hand on his prick. He still had his eyes
shut, so I was free to stare as he rubbed and tugged on his hairy balls
with one hand and took long strokes up and down his 14-year-old cock with
the other.

Suddenly, I heard a grunt beside me and Dave's eyes opened. We both turned
to look at Jason. His balls were pulled up to his body and he bucked his
skinny hips as a couple of little spurts burped out the tip of his pricklet
and ran down his knuckles. He stopped stroking and was breathing hard as he
looked at us with a big stupid grin on his face. He sat there cupping his
balls in both hands, his small load dripping down as he watched Dave and I
finish.

Dave had shut his eyes again and I went back to watching him stroke. It was
only about 30 seconds later that I quietly said "I'm gonna cum!", and
again, Dave opened his eyes to watch. I looked down at myself as the
biggest load of my life shot out of my almost-5 inches. I pulled back hard
on my foreskin with each pulse and blew five big wads onto my stomach. The
cum immediately started running down into my sparse brown bush. Jason
reached over and started massaging it into my pubes, as my dick slowly
started to soften. As my skin slipped back over the head, Jason took some
of my cum and rubbed it into his own crotch and on his balls while Dave
kept jacking.

His hand was flying up and down now as his big purple head kept flashing
us. Instead of keeping his eyes closed, I realized he was looking right at
me. He suddenly stood up next to me and pointed his hard cock at my face. I
was shocked and scared, but my dick was instantly hard again in my hand. I
started to say something.

"Hey! What are you..." was all I could get out before Dave grabbed the back
of my head with one hand, groaned loudly and started shooting huge ropes of
cum in my face. Some went in my mouth before I could close it and my taste
buds zinged as his sweet teen load hit them. I swallowed it down as the
rest of his load flew out the tip of his prick and ran down my face. Thank
God I didn't get any in my eyes - I could see the whole thing. Dave's fuzzy
balls pulled up tight in their sack, his dark blond pubes at the base of
his hard cock, and his hand pulling on his boy-skin, as his jizz shot out
and he groaned above me.

"Fuckin' cool!" I heard Jason say somewhere next to me. I looked up and
Dave grinned down at me as he milked his cock and shook a few more drops of
cum that splattered onto my pulled-up t-shirt. He stuffed his wet cock back
in his jeans and zipped up before sitting down next to me again. I used my
tee to wipe Dave's cum from my face, before pulling up my own underwear and
jeans and stuffing my still-hard, wet cock back inside.

"What the hell, man?" I yelled at him, pretending to be pissed, and
punching him in the arm. I could still taste some of his boy-load and could
feel the remnants of it drying on my face as we pulled up to our
stop. Jason just laughed as he shoved his little prick back into his tight
blue bikinis, zipped and stood up to leave. Dave and I got up, grabbed our
school bags, and followed him up the aisle to the front of the bus, Dave
laughing and playfully shoving me from behind. As we got to the front,
Jason paused and looked at the driver before leaping down the steps onto
the side of the road.

As I walked past, he appeared to be still staring straight out the window
but as I went by, he seemed a little flushed. I looked down and there was a
big wet spot on the front of his pants and I knew he'd shot his load
watching us jerking off.

The three of us walked down the street until Jason turned down his and Dave
and I continued on. He spoke after a minute.

"Sorry about, you know..." he said.

"What? Cumming in my face?" I replied.

"Yeah. I always wanted to do that, but Kristy won't let me," he said
sheepishly. As we got near my house, we slowed down a bit and I screwed up
my courage.

"I thought it was kind of cool, actually," I said. "I wouldn't mind doing
it again.. if you wanted to," I managed to say, before quickly looking at
his face.

Dave just smiled.