When I was 20 I moved to CA. I did n't have a job or money, so my path to CA was by bus, Greyhound gets you there ... eventually.

So anyway, about 27 time of day into this trip, we roll into Las Vega around 4:30a and sit until time to give around 5ish. No bus change, so I stayed on the bus sleeping.

Fast forward a few hours, we are moving and it has been a while as aurora is coming in the window. I wake from a cryptical quietus with a pain sensation in my groin, seems like I have morning Grant Wood, odd for being on a bus and barely quiescence, but hey an 20 year old tool does uncanny things. Then I felt drift, a hand rubbing said Wood slowly up and down on my knickers. `` Woo Hoo ! '' a story for lamb Penthouse ... `` This one meter on a bus when i hooked up with this wench leaving Las Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. I had heard of the mile high club, is this like the 60 mile per minute lodge ? ``

I squinted, did n't want to disturb the outcome and looked down. I was covered with a blanket, that was new and yes there was a hand slowly massaging my hammer. I squinted a bit more and looked to the slope. No dear Penthouse storey here, it was a guy. An older guy, maybe about 60. Definitely missing some sleep and maybe a little drunk. My creative thinker was conflicted, this was a guy rubbing me, but my rooster was glad. Let 's reckon about this. I had only been with one miss before. I think it was officially second base, but I am not very much of a baseball game guy so not sure, but my cock was laborious and this guy was rubbing it nice.

I noticed that it felt goodness, like almost too good. That is when I noticed he wasn't rubbing me through my jeans, but that only the sparse layer of my underclothing was between us, he had unfastened my pants and was rubbing under my jeans. I also noticed that my left hand was stretched across to his seat and there was something in my hand, he had lowered his knickers and my hand was sitting on his peter. I knew this as I felt him declaration it. That is flesh in my hand, not sure as shooting about this at all.

I can take heed his breathing now. He is excited and he spends some time rubbing the chief of my dick. i have no clew what to do and then I guess I just let it go… why not. I groaned a bit ( in my eternal rest ) and shifted slightly so he had unspoilt access to my peter and snuggled down a bit feigning sleep. He slowed down, but did not remove his hand. Shortly after he started back up again and I could palpate him get pixilated as well. It was harder to travel that hired hand without giving up the game, but i did move my fingerbreadth to the tip ... it was damp

I can hear him breathing hard and I am too. I keep my breathing calmness since"I am sleeping '' but it gets harder to do and I moan in my sleep again softly so only he hears. I turn again pushing my tool into his hand. Hopefully not too obvious and he keeps on stroking me. At this point, I am hard, leaking precum and maybe gear up to shoot and all of a sudden he pulls back. The gig is up, he starts to pull away and with his former hand starts to rearrange himself and put his dick back under wraps… My cock makes the decision. I grab his handwriting stroking me and I whisper"Don't stop"and with my early hand, I rub his shaft to let him know I am in the game too. I cum swiftly. There is a lot of cum and I let out a suspiration. I glanced over and he is looking at me not for certain of what will fall out next. Obviously we got to what he wanted or close to it at least. Maybe he wanted to cum too.

I then grab his script I bring it to the top of my underwear and guide his fingerbreadth into my boxers, to the cum pressed up against my body in my pubic hair and then I pull his manus out and claim his finger in my mouthpiece. The predilection of nicotine, cheap inebriant and my cum. I lick his finger's breadth clean. I quickly pull my hand off of his cock and looking at him, I say"thanks '' and then button up my pants.

I say"This suck ... Now I have embarrassing cum in my pants and have to fatigue them all the way to San Diego."He says that he lives in Barstow ( side by side stop ) and if i wanted, i could get off there and he 'd fill me to his sign of the zodiac where I can lavish and change. He says there is a later bus to San Diego I can grab with the same ticket. He says that either he or his roommate could get me back up to the bus on clip. Now I am confused. I really want to houseclean up but it seems like wandering off to some guy house, some guy who basically just molested me, was not a good matter. He says I can come over, cascade and he 'd convey me right back to the bus. Against my better judgement ( well, I was 20 and did just basically have my initiatory handjob ) I say"ok ”.

We roll into Barstow and I confirm with the bus line, I can catch the 3p bus with my ticket and so I get in the car with him and we drive off. He does n't go too far away. A nice region ( for Barstow ) and a nice house. On the way over, he introduces himself ... says his public figure is Frankie. Says he lives here in Barstow with a roomie and was in Lope de Vega for the weekend. We pull up in the driveway and go inside.

I toss my travel bag on the chair and ask for the bathroom. I was just going to use a washcloth and strip up but he comes in behind me with a towel and shampoo. Says go ahead and exhibitioner. After 29 hours on the Greyhound, I will take a shower. He leaves and I strip down and start the water. I step into the tub and scavenge up quickly. I guess he came in all quiet when I got into the exhibitor, my clothes were gone, but a big outsize tee shirt was on the counter. It was way bigger than me, it fit like a scrubs. I dried off and pulled it on and stepped out to the living room.

He was in the living room, sitting in underwear and a tee shirt almost like I was n't there. I walk in the room and ask about my wearing apparel. He says he tossed them in the washer, he said they were dirty and my pant had some cum on them. I said"Thanks ”. I asked how long until they were done ... he said about ninety minutes

I thank him for the cascade and wash. I start to affect some things off the sofa and he motions me to stop, he says that is his roommates stuff. I should just sit here… and he sits back on the couch a bit leaving room for me in front of him. I mention the site on the bus, telling him I had never done that before. He said it didn't seem that way, especially the way I licked his finger's breadth. I said I was a little heady from being jerked off and it seemed like the thing to do, maybe I saw it in a porno or something. He asked if I watched porn. I said I had a couple of times. I lived in a belittled town with my parents, not a lot of pornography chance ( way before the cyberspace, ) but I did have a tapeline I hid under my mattress for when I was home alone. He asked if I wanted to watch some now. Seems odd, porn at 9a with a stranger… but who am I to judge, I just licked my cum off of a alien 's finger. He put in a tapeline and hit play, sitting back down as the video started. A mates of guys get on a train and sit in the back.

As he puts the remote down, I sit on the couch in between his ramification. I feel him pull the shirt up a bit but I do n't really say anything. I can sense him and his cock against my cover and he rubs up against me a bit and pulls the shirt up more. I lean up a bit, but he says it 's amercement. Looking up, the guys on the wagon train are now naked and one of them has leaned over and is sucking the former's dick. This is my beginning eyeshot gay porn. He leans up against me and asks if I want to have got some more fun like on the bus. He rubs my thigh and licks the back of my neck. I lean into him and ask what he means by more fun. He points to the screen where the one guy is sucking the former. He says.."You can do that…"

I get down on my knees and rub against his tool, he pops it out of his underwear. It is bigger than it felt on the bus. It is way bigger than mine but not like I have seen a lot of cock, it just seems big to me. He guides my head down and I lick the question and he slowly pushes up into my mouth while pushing my psyche down I take about half before I start to gag and I pull back but. he pushes me down again and pushes up in my mouth some more. He tells me to use my hands to stroke him and to take the tip in my mouth. .

After a bit more of this I feel his hands on my book binding rubbing my book binding and pushing on my head… I take more of his dick in my mouth he tells me to accept it all… he tells me"Suck my cock !"That makes me intemperate ... I feel excited and I want to suck him even more. I come up for air and I start licking his dick on the undersurface. Licking the vein and rubbing my face in his nuts, they are hairy and it pokes my olfactory organ. I lick his balls and he moans and then I go back to licking his dick.

I look back to the cover seeing how the guy is taking his time moving up and down, so I do so too slowing down and taking my time. The guy being sucked has a big dick.. Maybe 7 inches or so… but the other guy is taking it all in his rima oris. I see how he bobs up and down, his helping hand on the dick slowly moving. I try to do so too, I lower my head down and I feel him tighten more and moan. He pushes my head down further and I start to gag. I have never had cock in my sassing before ,. so I do n't roll in the hay how to breathe

I start a rhythm and feel him loosen up and run back. He spreads his legs more and I reach up and cup his testicle, sliding my script under them and bringing my oral cavity down to them. Sliding my tongue all over them. I hear him breathe trench and I pull his tool back into my lip. Slow, deep, glossa moving on the head I start to relax and enjoy the taste sensation of his cock and the flavour as I move my head up and down. I am going to make him cum and I focus on his breathing, his hands on my principal and then I hear a haphazardness from behind ...

I look up and there is another guy standing in the doorway, a big smile on his face and one handwriting on the hump in his sweats. He asks Frankie, `` who is this and why is he wearing my shirt ? '' I now know why the shirt was so big ... this guy was tall and beefy. This must be the roommate that Frankie was talking about. Frankie tells him he met me on the bus, glossing over the molesting part, but saying that he offered me a chance to unstrain and unwind from the farsighted bus trip and would be catching the former bus to San Diego in the afternoon. Frankie introduces us ... telling me his roommate is Jake and that he may be interested in playing along with us too if it was ok.

Jake was big ... tall, maybe 6'6 and bbl chested. maybe in his 40s, it was grueling to tell and his hand was still rubbing his bulging cock it was getting big. I look up at Frankie and say,"I do n't know.. I mean, this is the start clock time I have been with a guy ( or anyone ) and now you want to ask for Jake ? I 'm a little aflutter"Jake comes over and inclination over me. and whispers in my ear `` I 'll pretend you finger amazing, let me evince you what I mean ''. He turns and walks out of the room and I look up af Frankie who smiles and nods to the video where i look back and the boys on the power train are fucking. One sitting in the chairperson and the early sliding up and down on his big cock. This guy 's cock is knockout, you can see the vein on the rump as the guy glides up and down. The top guy holding the seat in front of him and using that to overstretch himself up and slide down. He is riding it slowly sliding down the putz and then slowly pulling himself up using the chair for bread and butter. The guy behind him is holding his rose hip moving him up and down occasionally rubbing his dead body and squeezing his nipples. The boy getting fucked has his lip undefended heaving as he slides up and down.

Jake comes back into the room carrying a small bottle. He looks at the video and smiles and says that they look like they 're having fun. He looks at me and didder the bottle and asks"If I want to bear some fun ”. He unscrews the cap on the bottle and starts to run it towards me. I look at it… it says haste or something like that on the label. Not trusted what bang is and it kind of foetor from what I can smack. He pushes it up under my nozzle,"Breathe deep"he says ... concur it in I breathe mysterious and my soundbox is on fire, warm up feelings from the top of toes all the way to my spike. Jake rubs my head and holds the bottle under the former anterior naris and says again"Breathe trench !"Again, the fervor engulfs me.

I look up as Jake pulls his cock out of his workout suit and rubs it on my forehead ... His cock is immense. I have a small hawkshaw, Frankie has what I think is a normal sized hawkshaw but this peter is Brobdingnagian. Easily 7 in and he is not fully hard, big purple psyche, round of golf like a golf Lucille Ball and now bouncing in my typeface. Jake fray my lip with it and says he wants to fuck my brass. I overt my sassing and then he slides his cock in, just the head, back and forth over my lips. He tells me to slack up, says he wants me to have fun with his shaft. I relax a bit, the fervency in my brain and body flowing through my veins. I feel like I could lick this prick all day. I lean forward and bury my boldness in his nutsack, taking his chunk in my mouth, feeling his hairs in my face and I just lick and suck on his orchis rolling them around and then running my lingua up his dick like I saw the male child in the picture do. From the crackpot, to the top dog, licking the read/write head and the rump side of his hammer. I feel it throb. I feel him get harder. He says he likes that and I am good at sucking his cock. I pulled it out of my mouth and told him this is my first time with a guy ( s ) ... but the bottle made me really aroused and I want to sense happy like he said I would find. He nods and just glides his peter back into my sassing pushing the back of my head down more.

Frankie has stood up from the sofa and is holding his prick in my face too. He looks down at me and says"You still have to stop my peter too"and he turns my principal to him and skid his peter in my rima oris. Jake leans over and takes off Frankie's shirt and starts pulling on his nipple, he tells Frankie that this was a great way to stir up up on a Sunday morning. Frankie stroke Jake and scratch Jake 's prick on my forehead, turning my read/write head to take Jake in my mouth. Frankie tells Jake that he made me cum on the bus so he figures that I should make for sure that he and now that Jake is up too, cum shaft. I just nod ... one pecker in my mouth and the other in my hand ....

I glanced up at the video and there is another guy in the video now, looks like the tag taker on the train. I must 've missed that part, but he is there with his pants around his ankles, the blond boy who was ( and still is ) getting fucked has leaned forward and is sucking this guy off too.

Frankie turns and paseo over to the kitchen and grabs a bar stool and brings it into the bread and butter way, setting it on the storey in battlefront of the screen. He helps me up off of my knees and aeroembolism me over the stool. I know what is going to happen and I am shaking. Frankie bends me over the chair and starts rubbing my book binding. Jake comes around the front of me and holds the bottle out and I lean over to it. I can experience Frankie rub his cock along my butt crack and I feel something slabber on me and my backrest. I think it is lube as he slides his cock into my crack, stopping right at my hole. He leans over me and Jake puts the bottle under his nose and he breathes deep. I feel him have it in and then the feeding bottle is under my nose and I breathe deep and as I do, Frankie slides slowly into my ass, slowly but all the way. I almost faint. The mavin from my nous to my toes is warm and bleary, but the adept radiating from my ass is pure bliss and I just moan ... from the bottom of my toes I moan. Frankie chuckles and playground slide out slowly, pulling out completely and then popping in just the headland and back in all the way slow. My legs are shaking and I can get wind him secernate me to relax as he starts a slow but deep rhythm in and out.

I look up at the sieve and the action is a lot of what I am experiencing the conductor ( damn that conductor has a big dick ) has started fucking the kid that was getting fucked by his friend while his acquaintance is under both of them licking their balls as they grind together.

But then my persuasion is blocked as Jake steps up to me holding his peter out it has gotten bigger as he watched Frankie fuck me. I do n't know if I can put it in my lip but I lick it and slide my clapper down the pecker to his balls breathing in the musky olfactory sensation but he wants more and guides it to my mouth and in. He is timid. I am moaning as Frankie slides into me and trying to breathe as Jake slides his dick in my mouth. I ca n't breathe well but I do n't care. I am on fire from head teacher to toe and I reach round Jake and pull him into my mouth, he holds my head and slowly nooky my face and I feel Frankie reach from buns and hold my psyche up for Jake. I feel Frankie drive in deeper, faster than before. I think he is unrestrained and as he dives in I feel his balls slap mine and he locks his ramification and just tilt into me breathing harder in my ear ..."Ride my shaft !"he tells me ... and I start rocking on the chairperson pushing him deep.

Jake pulls his cock out, slobber falling down on my chin as he rubs his cock in my face. He lifts my chin up so I am looking at him and we mouths to me `` my crook '' and steps back. I feel Frankie pull out with a quick flash as my ass pulse but then I feel Jake back there sliding a finger up and down the crack, spreading some lubricating substance into my ass. He says no Sir Karl Raimund Popper this time, and without and without another word he slides into me and starts fucking me. I feel cum run down my leg and pull in that is me. I am cumming from the cock in my ass, my dick just flopping and leaking fluid all over. I said Jake was big and this feels big for surely. He is holding my articulatio coxae and driving in I hear the slap of his body against mine and I hear him moan. While he is doing this I feel a manus on my dick rubbing the cum and then Frankie brings that bridge player around to my back talk sliding his fingers in my backtalk again covered in my cum he rubs it on my face and then slides his putz in my mouth and he says he has to cum and he does. He grabs my head so I ca n't pull back and I feel his cock pulse and my mouth fill with his cum, leaking down my pharynx, leaking out my back talk ... I feel it on my chin.

Jake grabs my hips and I hear him moan he says he is coming in my tight ass.. and he does. I feel his hammer heartbeat and I feel hot cum deep in me. He pulls out and I feel hot cum shot on my rear, my ass, my legs and he leans into me again and drives deep and a speedy thrust or two and pulls out with another splash of cum on my back, a bit more and I feel him rub his tool down my crack, wiping the cum around and he smears it on my binding with his peter breathing grueling while doing that.

I fall off of the stool and just lay on the floor panting My ass pulsating like a disco, my face and my ass covered in cum ... the conductor on the moving-picture show in strawman of me spurting cum into the waiting mouths of both of the boys… they swallow it all and lick his cock clean.

... and that was almost my offset meter .