Date: Thu, 21 Sep 2023 22:48:47 -0700
From: Kevin Cine <2ndudes@gmail.com>
Subject: New Town, New Friend, New Me - Chapter 5

FROM CHAPTER 4

Shit. Here I was with a boner on a city bus and with all these people
around. My dick twitched again and I felt it get wet. Fuck - now I'm
precuming with a boner. And I'm holding a cummy speedo about to get half
naked in public to get it on me.

Jared sat there staring at me like he was king of the world. There was a
twisted pleasure on his face that somehow made him even more charming to
me.

Why did I wear jeans today? It's going to take so much longer to get them
off AND I've got to take my shoes off too. How did I get into this mess? Oh
right, my hot best friend.

Here goes nothing.

I leaned down and unlaced my trainers.



CHAPTER 5: BUS

I slipped off my shoes and slid them aside but still within reach. I sat
up, looked at Jared once more. He still had the same cocky, amused look on
his face. He tilted his head to the side as if to say, "Well? What are you
waiting for?"

I took a deep breath and reached for the button on my jeans - popped it
open and then slowly lowered my zipper. Jared moved his hand up my thigh
and through the fabric knocked my dick loose before removing his hand from
me.

My dick sprang to attention out of my pants and a huge drop of precum
landed on the outside of my pants. At least it will dry clear.

I groaned at Jared, "Dude, watch it. You're making this harder."

"You can take it," he replied. "Don't think YOU are getting any
harder. Haha. And nice boner."

That little monster inside of me was so pleased that Jared complimented my
boner, especially because that meant he was looking at my dick. But this
was a terrible moment for Jared to make me hornier as I was about to be
half-naked in public.

I took a moment to prep the cum filled speedos on the seat next to me and
then picked them up in my right hand to make it easy for me to get them on
after my pants cleared my feet.

Another deep breath and I lifted my ass up off the seat, the smallest
amount possible and pulled my jeans down exposing my bare butt.

I glanced around the bus again as the jeans came down my legs. Most people
weren't even paying attention to us which was a godsend for me in my
predicament.

Jared leaned into my left ear and whispered, "Let's go buddy boy." He
reached his hand behind me and started to gently play with my ass
cheeks. My dick started precumming like a faucet. I tried to keep it
pointed forward between my legs so it wouldn't get prefuck all over my
t-shirt but some still got on there. Oh well, at the moment, I had worse
things to worry about.

I got my jeans all the way down and slipped them off. I quickly released
them. With my left hand, I spread the speedos open and popped my legs
through them.

Jared continued to kneed my ass as I struggled to pull my speedos up my
legs. I got them up mid-thigh before I could go no farther in my current
position. I reached down for my jeans, intending to put them on to help
hide me while I forced the speedos over my plump ass.

"No dude. No jeans until the speedos are fully on." Jared said as if I
should have known that.

"But I..."

"You need to pay more attention and learn to do as you're told." he
replied, interrupting me.

"Okay." I replied, defeated and continued to struggle to get the too small
speedos beyond my thighs and over my cheeks.

Jared offered some help, "I bet if you stood up more, it would be easier."

FUCK! I'm already half off the seat. It will be way easier to see me if I
get any higher. And my dick was still raging in front of me.

But I dared to raise up even more.

"Good job, buddy. Now get them on before the stop. Only 2 blocks and more
people will be coming on the bus."

Shit. I hadn't been paying attention to that. Everyone behind me was sure
to look forward when it stopped. People would get on and see me squating in
my seat. I was so turned on by what was happening and terrified all at the
same time. I felt like if I even stroked my cock one time, I would
bust. After all, I hadn't jacked it in 4 days, which as a teenager might as
well be a year. 4 DAYS! Time to get these speedos on!

My dick was still drooling precum. I realized Jared was looking at it along
with my ass. He spoke, "Dude, does the public thing turn you on?"

"Uhm... Yeah, that's why." I lied.

He laughed. I brushed it off trying to look cool.

I bent at the knees more, sliding my body forward so my knees were touching
the seat back in front of me. The tip of my dick was only inches from the
seat back as I squeezed my ass to make it more compact. Jared leaned into
my ear again.

"No homo bro - But you've got a killer ass for a guy."

Jared leaned back -- running his hand down my crack before pulling it
away. But not before his index finger graciously touched my hole. Then my
world exploded.

I did manage to get my speedo up over my ass cheeks, and to pull my balls
into its tiny front pouch. That positioned my dick so it was horizontal in
front of me, the tip touching the seat back in front of me. My asshole
clenched, my dick twitched, and then I had the biggest orgasm I've ever
had. Jared immediately pulled his hand away from me and sat there, watching
the show.

Cum rocketed out of dick onto the seat back, followed by glob after glob
(14 by the end) as I emptied my nuts. I held my mouth shut afraid of the
sound I'd make if I opened it. The sheer intensity made my eyes water.

As I was cumming I made the mistake of looking up and accidentally made eye
contact with the bus driver in his rearview mirror -- he was in his 30s and
looked like an average joe who probably had a wife and kids at home. The
bus driver and I stared at one another -- me trying desperately not to give
away that I was unloading my spunk all over his bus seats and him, trying
to figure me out.

After what felt like hours of this unwanted eye contact, he grinned at me,
winked, and then looked away.

I began to come down from my orgasm -- sweaty, confused and still
pants-less. The first thing I did is try to stuff my very sensitive, cummy,
and still hard cock into my tiny speedos, with little success. I could get
most of my 7 inch shaft sideways into them but the head was a no go, so it
lay against my lower abs, still releasing a bit more cum onto my skin and
into the speedo.

The driver pressed the brakes and all us passengers were thrust forward. I
pressed my right hand against the seat in front for dear life, trying not
to plaster my t-shirt in jizz.

And boy was there a lot of it. I'd wager a guess it would fill most of a
mug. It coated the back of the seat looking like I had frosted it. Huge
globs all over and then streaks running down towards the floor.

The monster inside me was proud, whereas my logical brain was
horrified. I'd just cummed right in front of my best friend and on a city
bus. Granted it was his fault but still the part of me that wasn't horny as
fuck about it was very embarrassed.

My jeans! I'd forgotten them. I looked down to where they were and to my
dismay they weren't there. Oh shit, did they slide down to the front of the
bus? I'm dead.

Jared noticed my concern and frantic searching.

"Dude, I got you," Jared said gesturing down as he used his foot to slide
my jeans out from under our seat.

The bus stopped fully and the passenger door at the front opened. Several
of our classmates entered.

"Shall I invite them to sit next to us?" Jared sinisterly whispered into my
ear as I grabbed my jeans from the floor and stuffed my feet into them.

"Please no." I responded, my face turning red.

"I want another dare in return then."

"Whatever you want." I said without even thinking about it. Jared nodded.

I wiped the jizz on my hand off on the inside of my jeans and then quicker
than I ever had, slipped my jeans up my legs and over my speedos.

Then I considered what I had just promised. Oh no -- what was he going to
do to me now?

My horniest monster had been lulled a bit by my orgasm but it was still
very much awake in the presence of Jared.

I looked in front of me, reminding myself of the mess I'd made. Jared
grinned at me and laughed under his breath.

"Quite the mess you made, dude. You'd better clean it up before someone
sees it." Jared said.

"You're right. And I'm so sorry you saw that."

"Don't apologize. It was fun watching you lose your mind like
that. Especially in public. You hornball."

I smiled despite myself. I was still freaked out that my best bro had
witnessed that but no turning back now, I guess. I suppose now he and I
have both seen each other cum. Well, I guess I've only heard and felt him,
but that's not important right now. Or is it?

I opened my backpack hunting for napkins, paper towels, or anything to
clean up my load. To my distress there was nothing.

There were already precum spots on my jeans and my shirt so I didn't want
to add to that mess. I slipped my trainers back on realizing that they also
had a bit of load on them. Hopefully, it wasn't that noticeable.

Now that I'd had a moment sitting down it occurred to me how wet my ass
was. I remembered that Jared's cum was now all over my dick and ass from
the speedo. Hot! Also weirdly slimy to sit in. I'm sure I'll get used to it
by the end of the school day.

I ran through my options for a cum rag: I could go sockless today. I could
use the inside of my t-shirt, it was white after all but then I'd have to
feel dried cum all over me, all day again. Although, Jared's cum was
already all over my dick, balls, pubes and ass - not to mention some of my
cum too. I could use some of it as hair gel but there was too much and then
Jared would know that's what I had done Friday night. Fuck me.

My mind ran through these scenarios while Jared sat beside me, that smug
look on his perfect face.

"You can do the dare right now, starting with a truth."

"Sure, Jared." I leaned in closer for this conversation to keep it as quiet
as possible.

"Truth and don't take too long or I'll know you are lying: Have you ever
tasted your cum?" Jared said and then stared me down waiting for my answer.

I responded -- not putting much thought into it because I was too afraid of
where Jared was going with it. "No. Well I guess I've tried my precum a
couple of times."

"Great. Then your extra dare is to taste your cum. Right here and right
now."

As my eyes widened with this news, Jared reached his hand towards the cum
covered seat back and pointed to a particularly large glob of my jizz in
the center.

I looked at Jared, pleading for him to change his mind. Jared just patted
me on the back and pushed my torso forward towards the seat back.

"Come on bro. You can do this buddy. Stick out that tongue and enjoy your
taste explosion." Jared said, so nonchalant. I admired his confidence, even
if it was at my expense.

I turned to him, "You sure are a dare master."

"Haha - yes I am," he replied, "I'll make sure you never forget it."

Jared continued to push me forward as I opened my mouth and stuck out my
tongue.

Seconds later, my tongue made contact with the wad of cum stuck to the
seat. Jared held firm behind me as I scoped a rather large amount of cum
using my tongue. I tried not to think about how clean the seat back was as
my mouth became filled with the salty, bitter, and kind of sweet spunk
flavor on my own load. Once Jared was satisfied with the volume I had put
in my mouth he removed his hand from my back.

For whatever reason, I continued to let the cum roll around in my mouth. It
was all over my lips, teeth, gums and had spread itself across my
tongue. Then I opened my mouth to show Jared - showing him I had completed
the dare.

"Nice job, bro. Hardly any resistance. Hope it's tasty."

I nodded, a little disgusted with myself. It's not as if my jizz tasted
that bad, it was more that I felt humiliated to have my own spunk in my
mouth. I pulled the front of my t-shirt open and spat it out into the
inside of my shirt.

I asked Jared, "Do you think the taste of it will go away soon?"

"Sure dude. Once you've eaten something else."

I nodded, a little bummed it might take a while. Jared reminded me, "You'd
better clean it up dude. Only a few more stops before school."

"Right!"

I slipped my trainers back off and took off my socks, then I put my shoes
back on.

One at a time, I used my socks to wipe off some of the cum from the
seatback. Unfortunately, after a couple of swipes with the second sock,
there was still quite a lot of cum left.

"Oh buddy, looks like you need a better solution." Jared said laughing.

"Fuck." I said, looking around the bus again -- feeling like all eyes were
on me.

"You know, dude. You could always eat it all."

"Haha, real funny."

Jared shrugged and said, "You know what it tastes like now. It's your spunk
after all."

"Yeah that's what makes it weird."

"If you say so. Still a lot to clean up and we are moments away from
school."

I considered for a second, then leaned forward and took the bottom of my
t-shirt flipping it under and then using the inside to mop up a bit more.

This was effective, however, the flaw with this plan is that too much would
soak through which would make it look like I was wearing a wet shirt. So
once again, I stopped.

	Jared offered, "Wow dude. Whatcha gonna do now? Still a lot to go."

	"Shit, I know."

	"Don't worry, bro. It's just cum - only the manliest of us shoot
that much."

	I smiled despite my ongoing predicament. Jared thought I was
manly. Hell yes! Oh shit, am I getting turned on again. Oh no, please. The
speedo is so tight.

	"Could still eat it," Jared reminded, laughing, "Although maybe you
prefer someone else's."

	"Hell no. I don't want any of it in me."

	Jared was still very amused by the idea. I started to think about
it and realized that somehow it was less gross if it was someone else's
cum. Particularly if it was Jared's - Shit. I am getting another boner.

	I had no time to deal with my hardening dick, straining against the
fabric of my speedo. I had to focus on the cum load on the seatback in
front of me. Despite all the wiping up I'd done so far, there was still so
much left -- several globs and some streaks left.

	My socks were soaked. My t-shirt was nearly as wet. My speedo
underwear was soaked through and I was running out of options and time.

	I considered what to do with the socks. If I put them in my bag,
cum would inevitably get all over my books and things. I decided the best
course of action was to put them back on hoping they would dry out in a
bit.

So one foot at a time I slipped the cummy socks onto my feet. Jared
continued to laugh at my expense as I slipped my trainers back on.

I wiped the excess cum off my hand on the inside leg of my jeans and then
rifled through my bag for my gym shorts. I pulled them out and turned them
inside out. Jared nodded his approval as I used the to get most of the
remaining globs off the seat and some of the streaks. They were that meshy
athletic fabric so I hoped the jizz would dry quickly (I discovered in gym
class that boy was I wrong).

"Wow she looks fit today," Jared said while I worked. I looked over to find
he was referring to our classmate Sara who was sitting towards the front of
the bus. She kept glancing back at the two of us, making eyes and generally
non-verbally flittering with the two of us. Jared became distracted by
this, so I quickly used my right hand to wipe the remaining bit off the
seat and then ran my hand/fingers through my hair before Jared could
see. If I was lucky, it looked like I was just pushing my hair back.

I'm sure it looked like gel again even though I didn't put any in that
morning but oh well. What choice did I have at this moment? Pretty sure
Jared didn't see me do it and I'm happy to say he didn't mention that my
hair was restyled.

Cum was cleaned up, I was damp and sticky head to toe (AGAIN!), but we were
almost at school so I could relax a little.

Sara, Jared and myself continued to silently flirt back and forth until the
bus stopped at the school station and we all unloaded.

Sara mentioned she liked my hair as we unloaded. I thanked her. Jared
grinned at me noticing it had changed.

* * *



Despite the feeling of sticky cum and then later, dried cum all over parts
of me, my morning was pretty okay. No one knew what happened on the bus
(maybe the bus driver) and I don't think anyone could see what was all over
my clothes and in my hair.

Last class before lunch was Gym. I headed into the changing room like any
other day. In the back of my mind though, I felt more confident because now
I was friends with Jared. He was popular and certainly an athlete, so all
the boys wanted to be his friend. Jared and I had become best friends over
the weekend so I was sure I'd have a new status amongst my peers. At least,
that's what I told myself.

The boys changing room was as musty as always - filling my nostrils with
the scent upon entry. I found a locker in one of the more private rows and
started changing out of my regular clothes. I was hoping by being a little
hidden I'd avoid any questions about the speedo situation under my jeans.

One of them, a tall, brown haired footie player named Jeff poked his head
into my row and said loudly, "What are you doing wearing those? Planning a
swim later. OMG look at the back."

He laughed at me -- It was obnoxious but worst of all, I feared would draw
others around him. Which unfortunately it did. More of Jeff's friends
gathered around him in various states of undress to observe. I tried to
defend myself but no words came out of my mouth.

Suddenly, Jared appeared in the group of them. He got in Jeff's face and
spoke wth authority, "My buddy Rae can wear whatever the fuck he
likes. They probably help him run circles around you on the field, like he
did last week. If I were you, I'd stay off him and worry about why you
can't manage to get a date with any girl. Maybe because you don't know what
`rams' means. Except your mom I suppose."

All of the boys erupted in laughter at Jeff's expense. For a moment, I
laughed at him too. Then I just smiled at Jared -- confident in the
benefits of our friendship. He winked back at me. Not just a friend but my
protector. Not that I couldn't fight for myself but watching Jared stand up
for me, made him all the hotter and me -- hornier.

The group dispersed a few moments later to finish changing. Jared looked at
me and then stuffed his bag in a nearby locker. I nodded at him in thank
you. He winked back and said, "I got you bro. No one fucks with my buddy."

I nodded and finished changing into my gym shorts. They were still wet from
this morning, meaning I just smeared my cum all over the outside of my
speedo. I'm sure a mess today.

The coach yelled for us all to head out onto the court. I waited while
Jared finished changing and then the two of us headed out. Jared gave my
butt a couple smacks on the way out and I immediately got a semi.

For class, we played Volleyball in the gym. The game was mostly uneventful
in the beginning. Jeff actively left me alone. I did alright -- Volleyball
isn't really my game but I like it well enough. Jared found a few choice
moments to slap my ass without anyone noticing (at least I hoped not).

It was fun enough until this other kid and Jared collided into one another
trying to spike the ball. Jared fell and scraped his knee on the floor.

"Shit!" Jared said as he held his leg.

"Language, Jared." Coach said, "You alright?"

Jared replied, "Sorry, Coach. I'll be fine. Just need to wash it and get a
bandaid on it."

"Then head back into the changing room and take care of it."

"Thanks, Coach. Could Rae come with so he can help?"

"Fine. In fact, since it's close to time, you might just change out when
you two are finished and head on."

"Thanks, Coach. Will do." Jared said. I walked over and gave him a hand to
help him up.

Jared swung his arm over my shoulders and the two of us headed back towards
the changing rooms. The kid that had slammed into Jared apologized
profusely. Jared nodded gratefully. He really was the star of the school.

Upon entering the changing room, Jared let go of me and walked around
checking all of the rows and glancing at the Coach's office.

"Great, it's just us."

I inquired, "Are you alright? Aren't you hurt?"

"I'll be fine. Just wanted some privacy with my bro."

"Yeah, what for?"

"Well, dude. I'm sure you noticed how hot my GF was out there. Jumping
around in that top and those short shorts."

"Oh." I said, remembering that she was in fact in class with us. Meanwhile,
my dick was curious where he was going with this.

"I really need to bust a load before lunch or I'm gonna have a terrible
case of blue balls. Will you be my lookout?"

"Oh yeah. I'd be honored to," I said. Then I regretted my use of the word
"honored".

Jared smiled, amused. "Cool, dude. Follow me."

Jared went down to our locker row and used his strong hands to position me
so I'm standing at the end of the row looking towards the door that led to
the gym.

"Don't move. This won't take long but I don't want to get caught," Jared
instructed, "Tell me if you hear or see anything."

"You got it, Jared. You can count on me."

Jared stood behind me. I heard his shorts fall to the floor. I looked
behind me for a moment to see what was happening. Jared met my eyes and
gestured to his dick, saying, "Do you miss seeing him already?"

"Who?"

"My dick, obviously." I smiled and we both laughed.

In my shorts, my dick had gone to full mast. Jared's beautiful dick was
sticking straight up. His boxer briefs pulled up under his balls. His balls
looked great too.

"Stop staring at your boy's tool and keep a lookout."

"Sorry." I said and turned back around to stare at the door instead.

I heard Jared working his cock behind me. Spitting on his hand and pumping
that gorgeous man dick while I stood there feeling my boner squeeze against
the speedo under my shorts. I couldn't help but adjust myself, pulling at
my cock for some relief. A did it twice more.

"Dude! You don't get to wack it while you're keeping a look out for your
bro. Don't touch your cock until we are done."

"Yes, Jared."

I could feel his cocky and commanding grin as he said next, "Good boy."

My dick released more precum onto my skin. His authoritative words struck
me to the bone (pun intended). Just being this close to Jared while he
jerked off was enough to put me on the edge of cumming. The abject terror
of someone coming in managed to make me hornier somehow.

What the Hell was going on with me? I knew why I wanted to please my hot
bro friend so much but what's this sudden obsession with being in public?
For whatever reason the combination of Jared telling me what to do and
being in public was the perfect food for the monster inside of me.

Jared kept pumping away. The distinct sounds of a precum-covered cock being
stroked filled the changing room. My dick was unrestrainable at this point
and breaking free of its cage. I didn't want Jared to know I had a boner so
I leaned over to hide it.

Without warning, I felt Jared's hot breath on the back of my neck and he
whispered, "Lean over more. It will help me and you'll have a better view
of the door in case someone comes in."

"Of course," I said without questioning.

I leaned forward. For a brief moment, Jared's dick poked at the back of my
shorts. Then it moved away. I put my hands on my knees which made my ass
stick out even more. I bet Jared had a great view of his favorite buddy's
ass - hope that wasn't distracting him from jerking off.

Jared leaned over me again, his wet cock brushing up against my
butt. "Dude, your ass looks so good. It's like a girl's."

"Thanks."

"I'm gonna cum soon and I could use my best bro's help."

"Sure, Jared. Whatcha need?"

To be continued