Date: Thu, 4 Jan 2024 16:28:32 +0000 From: Scribbler Lad Subject: Bus Station Bobby - Part 2 Bus Station Bobby - Part 2 A story about a chance encounter in the rain between Frank an office worker and Bobby, a 17 year old out of towner both caught up in a storm. Please donate to nifty, to maintain the hardware to serve the stories up, to publish new ones and to organise and maintain the archive. https://donate.nifty.org/ Bus Station Bobby - Part 2 We were warmed up after the hot shower, but getting hungrier and hornier. I remembered signing off on emergency weather kits and thinking another waste of money. I get up off the couch and locate these next to the first aid box in the office supply cupboard. I unzip the bag and remove the tightly folded blanket, a sort of foil on one and soft material on the other side and laying back down, Bobby snuggles in and I tuck the fabric under his beautiful muscular arse. He snuggles in tighter. Bliss. We warm up together, the touch of skin on skin relaxing in some ways and exciting in others, my dick was so hard, pulsing involuntarily and spewing precum. `Any crackers in that kit?' Says Bobby `Good thinking' I got up, my cock hard, pointing skywards. `You've a great body' says Bobby, I look at his face, handsome, rugged, his ginger hair set well against his ruddy complexion, my heart melts, my dick spews. `Hey look there's a ration pack. high protein bars, chocolate bars, yeast spread, tuna and crackers and a high energy drink. I'll see if there is another kit.', I found another one and took out the blanket and ration pack. `Let's get this party started' says Bobby We sat down on the floor, using the coffee table to spread the crackers with the tuna paste, it was quite filling actually, so we saved some for later. I climb onto the chesterfield and Bobby follows, we wrap close and tight in the blankets, like before, feeling better now after food. I make sure he's tucked in, his head on my pecs, me mussing his thick ginger hair as he tells me about Jason. `I was about 9 when I realised I got a warm feeling around my dick if I drummed my feet in bed. I told Jase at the next family sleepover and he being older, he'd probably be 11, told me about getting a stiffie. I had'nt realised my worm like dick had ever got hard yet. Jason held my dick and played with it, pumping it, I was amazed when it went like a spike, then he bent over and sucked my cock. I thought I was going to pee in his mouth and tried to get away but he held me down and told me I wouldn't pee in his mouth. I was overcome by a feeling a hundred times greater than drumming my legs as a wave of pleasure engulfed me. I did it back to him and he squirted some liquid, that's called cum he said as he licked it off his fingers and offered me some, pushing his finger in my mouth. He said I'd start `cumming' in a year or so. What about you?' `Oh I had a school friend, Donny, who was infatuated with my cock, he'd push his hands down or up my shorts to feel me up wherever we were, even as we sat next to each other in class. One day we were in my room after school I'd be about 10, and we got our cocks out, my cock got hard, real hard as played with it, and when he put the end in his mouth I'd never felt anything like it. Turns out his elder brother showed him how to beat and suck his cock for him and to `shoot his load' as his brother called it. I didn't shoot but he got me off. What happened to you and Jason?. `Jason got more daring whenever we met, showing me something he'd been shown or learned. He got me to 69 with him, I loved that, his smell, his taste, once he went for my hole, I pushed him off thinking he was crazy until I felt the bolt of electricity connected from my hole to my cock end. He started easy on me, opening me up more each time we met until he had 3 fingers in, that sleepover he fucked me, it hurt at first, everyone knows that but then it got easier. He let me do him or he'd suck me off. You with a guy now, is he waiting at home for you?' I was surprised by his directness, but not angered, he talks like we've known each other since I was nine, relatable, honest, dependable somehow, I'll bet he knows a lot of secrets! `No, not anymore, Brandon walked out on me', A tear formed in my eye and dropped onto my cheek. Bobby kissed the tear away like a mother would to a child, I broke down, blubbering. I realised this was the first time I'd talked about it with anyone and just let my grief and sadness flow, snuggled up with Bobby in the dark office on a howling stormy night. `He's one dumbass to give this up' as he squeezed and jiggled my now soft and wet dick, `and this' as he kissed my lips, `and these' as he softly kissed each eye, `and these' as he lowered his head under the blanket and squeezed my nips on one side kissing the other, `and these' as he went lower to my abs, soft, like covered in a thin duvet, kissing each tablet of muscle he could find with his fingers as I tensed up responding to his tickles, `and these' as he nuzzled into my bush suckling at my balls one by one, sucking and spitting them out, my cock now raging, `and especially this' as he gripped my shaft and pumped it, pushing the skin over the glans. I shivered, as his tongue licked over the crease in my ballsack to the top of my cock, a broad tongued sloppy lick, then arrowing his tongue to open up my sticky pre filled piss slit before plunging his mouth over the end and taking me into his smooth, soft delicious cavern, his tongue darting about exciting every place it prodded or licked. I moaned above, gripping his hair and scalp. My arse pumping up into his mouth, his palms hot against my arse cheeks, feeling my butt clench as he took me to heaven just inches away. `I'm going to cum, I'm desperate to cum, but let's save it for longer'. He pulls off comes up to meet my face, and kisses me. Looking into my eyes, grinning at me. `Jus' coming up for air' he says, `my turn' I say and he twists into the space I've vacated, leaning back into the sofa, me now cuddled up on his broad farmers chest, kissing his thick lucious soft lips, sucking at his earlobes and licking out his ears, tweaking his nipples hard whilst kissing across his pecs to find the other one, diving into his pits, tickling him to get my nose in deeper, smelling his sweat, acrid sweat that the shower missed, kissing his strong arms, his biceps, broad, thick muscles from his elbow to his shoulder that curve gently when he flexes, not pop up like a bubblegum bodybuilder, caressing his prominent abs laid out like a milk crate on his stomach, teasing and kissing each square of muscle, licking out his belly button and feeling his lower abs clench tight. Sucking at his big bull balls, forcing them one at a time into my mouth, pushing one in past my teeth and then sucking on them and spitting them out as I gripped his shaft, feeling the thickness, it's hard but very spongy, the central vein pumping blood under pressure to keep it up. I take his cockhead in my mouth and push the skin down with my tongue and savour the hidden taste of his cockrim, boy cheese, man sweat and salty sweet precum. I lift his legs and pull his ass to the edge of the sofa, I knelt lower and sank my face into his arse crack, spreading the cheeks to see his inner sanctum for the first time, another memory burned into my retina for secret wanks in the dead of night. His pucker, a tight, wrinkled, puffy bullseye, surrounded by ginger hairs, some short, fine red hair, others almost like down. I blow gently and hear him giggle, his pucker twitches, he's such a cute laugh, natural, unaffected, pure joy from a boy. I spit onto my tongue in my mouth and as I close in on his arse I smell his odour, my cock rages at the pheromone loaded air. My nose touches his arse cheeks, deep in his valley and he shudders. I push out my tongue and touch his skin, a jolt of electricity passes down to my cock which rears up like a horse, longer, fatter, precum spewing out, clanging like a bell in my head. I lick up his arse crack with my broad, spit loaded tongue, breathing in the heavenly smell as my nose grazes his crack and my tongue licks over his hole and the sides of the cheeks, the sticky area that normally presses and closes around his puckered ring. I taste him, the raw him, the boy in him, the man in him, lapping up his sweet emissions distilled to a sticky paste that I dilute with my spit and saliva, gulping it down, making him moan as I delve in, opening his hole with my arrowed tongue. Bobby is moaning now, a constant mewling as I attack his hole, cleaning and lubricating. `Your gonna fuck me now aren't you?' Bobby says `Only if you want me to?' `I do' `Then you can return the favour' I say. He nods and swivels around, his head to the back cushion, his arse on the verge of the cushion. I pull his legs high and sorta squat, he laughs. `This ain't gonna work pardner' he says like a cowboy. I swing him around longwise on the couch, his head resting on the arm, I kneel on the couch and lift his heavy legs onto my shoulders and look at his body, his ruddy complexion covers his whole body, it's if the edges are made of white semi translucent skin with patches of red underneath showing through, the red changing as he moves or lessening where the skin gets thicker at the edges, joints, knees, hands, ears, shins, feet. His broad chest. He's grinning at me `earth to cock, do you read me, over' I come out of my thoughts and spread his legs wide, his thighs part. His cock, turgid, erect about 7", his prize bull balls risen tight in a huge sack. His pucker ready for me. I lean on my arms like in a push up and fall to his lips and kiss him, `I'm ready' he says I hear a noise, a banging on the outer doors. We leap up and quickly put the promotional hoodies and shorts on. I walk to the reception and see a policeman with a torch. I open the door `evening officer', `We're checking for looters, we saw the lights on and came to see'. `Thank you officer, I'm a director here and as I couldn't get transport out of the city and was soaking wet, I'm staying overnight until the storm clears.' `We got a report of two guys?' `Yes, my nephew called, he couldn't get home either, so he's staying with me tonight.' `Just a word of advice Sir, you might want to make sure the blinds are down, there aren't many liberally minded people in Boston. I'll bid you good night, and play safe you guys'. I locked back up, Bobby came down in just his shorts, `fuck you're gorgeous' I said, `I want to wait, to make love to you, not this quick fuck on a works sofa' He ran and jumped up on me, squeezing me with his thick muscular legs and his thick arms wrapped around my neck, hugging me tight. Kissing me. `So do I' he said. Let's try the phones again. He dialled his mum `hi mom' Bobby said and he explained what happened and where he was and that he'd be back when transport was back on line. They were both relieved that they were OK. `Come on you, let's finish those crackers and try to get some sleep, I've a feeling it's going to be a long night.' I made sure the blinds were down and we stripped off, we finished the spread and crackers and the chocolate bar. I shut off the lights and lay back on the sofa and Bobby climbed up and half lay on me, his cock over my thigh, almost touching mine, soft, laying over my thigh. He hugged into me, I tucked the sheet in under his bum and we dozed off. He woke me up in the night, disoriented and wanting a pee. I went with him and we stood, arms across shoulders and peed into the pan, shook and turned to each other and kissed, and hugged, making out in the small bathroom, then shivering, ran back to the couch and we fell asleep holding each others cocks. Morning came, the wind eased and we lay in each others arms. Bobbys morning wood was glorious, he was embarrassed, I laughed at it, pulling it down and watching it slap hard against his abs, I cupped his bull balls, loaded with cum, solid, heavy, his musky smell returning after my late night tongue licking. `Do you wanna 69 pardner?' I said He nodded, his lust overtaking him. `We gotta swallow every drop' I said `can't be leaving cum trails'. `Let's cuddle first' he said. We cuddled and I made ringlets out of his thick ginger hair, as he nuzzled into me, kissing my pecs and then my lips, he played with my balls idly as I curled his hair. We drifted off. I heard a banging on the door, we dressed quickly and tidied the wrappers into a waste bin and folded the emergency blankets. The key turned and I heard a shout `security here, the police are on their way'. `Head of Risk here. I'm not armed.' The security detail laughed and he popped his head around. `OK boss, glad you're safe. The buses are due to start in an hour or so, see you later' He left us and locked up. We laughed `looks like our getting our rocks off is not meant to be. Let's tidy away and check our wet clothes.' The clothes were still damp, we'd have to travel in these promos for now. I checked the transport. `Where do you want to be?' I asked. He hugged me, `with you', Where does your mum live? `North Wilmington', he said, `off the 39, a farmstead. There's a bus and the railroad' `I'm not far away, in Salem NH'. `Let's check the transport and the 39 highway'. I got online, we were in luck, the road looked to be clear. We packed and dressed in T-shirts and promo hoodies and shorts. I wore my wet coat and Bobby his anorak, still wet but looking much better than Insurance hoodies. I put the trash away and tidied around, I took the blankets and disposed of the emergency kits. The Vaseline in my pocket, still sticky on my cock. Locking up, we ran to the interchange terminal and the bus was due, we saw a coffee concession and got coffee and donuts. We got on the bus, `so we go to yours?' Says Bobby `Yeah, then I can drive you back' `Not straight away, let's see if we can get a night together' says Bobby, I nodded, wondering what real life would be like, I'm 10 years older, but not a day wiser! Tbc