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

So anyway, about 27 hours into this stumble, we roll into Las Vegas around 4:30a and sit until time to result around 5ish. No bus alteration, so I stayed on the bus sleeping.

fasting forward a few hours, we are moving and it has been a while as sunrise is coming in the window. I wake from a deep sleep with a pain in my mole, seems like I have morning wood, odd for being on a bus and barely sleeping, but hey an 20 year old cock does weird things. Then I felt movement, a hand rubbing said wood slowly up and down on my pant. `` Woo Hoo ! '' a storey for Dear Penthouse ... `` This one sentence on a bus when i hooked up with this skirt leaving Las Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. I had heard of the mile luxuriously gild, is this like the 60 nautical mile per hour club ? ``

I squinted, did n't want to interrupt the event and looked down. I was covered with a blanket, that was new and yes there was a hand slowly massaging my cock. I squinted a bit more and looked to the side. No Dear Penthouse chronicle here, it was a guy. An one-time guy, maybe about 60. Definitely missing some sleep and maybe a short sot. My psyche was conflicted, this was a guy rubbing me, but my cock was happy. Let 's think about this. I had only been with one female child before. I think it was officially s understructure, but I am not much of a baseball game guy so not sure, but my prick was intemperately and this guy was rubbing it nice.

I noticed that it felt skillful, like almost too practiced. That is when I noticed he wasn't rubbing me through my jeans, but that only the melt off level of my underwear 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 deal, he had lowered his pant and my script was sitting on his tool. I knew this as I felt him contract it. That is flesh in my hired man, not trusted about this at all.

I can try his breathing now. He is excited and he spends some time rubbing the point of my pecker. i have no clue what to do and then I guess I just let it go… why not. I groaned a bit ( in my eternal sleep ) and shifted slightly so he had honest admittance to my tool and snuggled down a bit feigning sleep. He slowed down, but did not remove his paw. Shortly after he started back up again and I could feel him get stiff as well. It was harder to move that hand without giving up the biz, but i did travel my fingers to the tip ... it was moist

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

I then grab his helping hand I bring it to the top of my underwear and channelize his fingers into my shorts, to the cum pressed up against my body in my pubic whisker and then I pull his bridge player out and take away his finger's breadth in my rima oris. The predilection of nicotine, sleazy alcoholic drink and my cum. I lick his fingers clean. I quickly pull my manus off of his cock and looking at him, I say"thanks '' and then button up my pants.

I say"This suck ... Now I have sticky cum in my trouser and have to endure them all the way to San Diego."He says that he lives in Barstow ( next stop ) and if i wanted, i could get off there and he 'd take me to his mansion where I can shower down and exchange. He says there is a later bus to San Diego I can fascinate with the same ticket. He says that either he or his roomy could get me back up to the bus on time. Now I am jumble. I really want to clean up but it seems like wandering off to some Guy firm, some guy who basically just molested me, was not a skillful thing. He says I can come over, shower and he 'd wreak me right back to the bus. Against my better judgement ( well, I was 20 and did just basically have my world-class handjob ) I say"ok ”.

We roll into Barstow and I confirm with the bus melodic phrase, I can enchant the 3p bus with my tag and so I get in the car with him and we drive off. He does n't live too far away. A prissy neighborhood ( for Barstow ) and a skillful house. On the way over, he introduces himself ... says his name is Frankie. Says he lives here in Barstow with a roommate and was in Vegas for the weekend. We pull up in the driveway and go inside.

I toss my travel bag on the chair and ask for the can. I was just going to use a washcloth and clean up but he comes in behind me with a towel and shampoo. Says go ahead and shower. After 29 minute on the Greyhound, I will take a shower. He leaves and I strip down and part the water. I step into the tub and clean house up quickly. I guess he came in all unruffled when I got into the cascade, my dress were gone, but a big oversize t-shirt was on the return. It was way fully grown than me, it fit like a robe. I dried off and pulled it on and stepped out to the living room.

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

I thank him for the cascade and wash. I start to run some affair off the couch and he motions me to contain, he says that is his roommates stuff. I should just sit here… and he sits back on the couch a bit leaving way for me in strawman of him. I mention the spot 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 matter to do, maybe I saw it in a pornography or something. He asked if I watched porn. I said I had a span of times. I lived in a diminished township with my parents, not a lot of porn opportunities ( way before the internet, ) but I did have a tape I hid under my mattress for when I was home alone. He asked if I wanted to determine some now. Seems odd, porn at 9a with a stranger… but who am I to adjudicate, I just licked my cum off of a stranger 's fingers. He put in a tape and hit play, sitting back down as the picture started. A couple of Guy get on a train and sit in the back.

As he puts the outback down, I sit on the couch in between his wooden leg. I feel him root for the shirt up a bit but I do n't really say anything. I can sense him and his peter against my spine and he rubs up against me a bit and pulls the shirt up more. I lean up a bit, but he says it 's okay. Looking up, the guy rope on the train are now naked and one of them has leaned over and is sucking the former's tool. This is my beginning survey gay porn. He leans up against me and asks if I want to have some more fun like on the bus. He itch my thigh and licks the book binding of my neck. I lean into him and ask what he means by more than fun. He points to the screen where the one guy is sucking the early. He says.."You can do that…"

I get down on my knees and rub against his putz, he pops it out of his underwear. It is braggy than it felt on the bus. It is way gravid than mine but not like I have seen a lot of putz, it just seems big to me. He guides my head down and I lick the top dog 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 helping hand to stroke him and to adopt the tip in my mouth. .

After a bit to a greater extent of this I feel his hands on my spine rubbing my rear and pushing on my head… I take more of his dick in my sassing he tells me to charter it all… he tells me"sucking my putz !"That makes me hard ... I feel charge and I want to suck him even more. I come up for air and I start licking his peter on the bottom. Licking the venous blood vessel and rubbing my typeface in his nuts, they are hairy and it pokes my nose. I lick his balls and he moans and then I go back to licking his dick.

I look back to the screen seeing how the guy is taking his metre 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 column inch or so… but the other guy is taking it all in his mouth. I see how he bobs up and down, his hired hand on the shaft slowly moving. I try to do so too, I miserable my heading down and I feel him stiffen more and groan. He pushes my head down further and I start to gag. I have never had cock in my lip before ,. so I do n't know how to respire

I start a rhythm and sense him relax and lean back. He spreads his peg more and I reach up and cup his balls, sliding my manus under them and bringing my sassing down to them. Sliding my natural language all over them. I hear him breathe oceanic abyss and I pull his rooster back into my oral cavity. Slow, deep, tongue moving on the head I start to unwind and enjoy the taste sensation of his cock and the feeling as I move my headspring up and down. I am going to crap him cum and I focus on his breathing, his hands on my head teacher and then I hear a noise from behind ...

I look up and there is another guy standing in the doorway, a big grinning on his typeface and one hired man on the bulge 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 chevvy character, but saying that he offered me a chance to relax and unwind from the hanker bus slip and would be catching the ulterior bus to San Diego in the afternoon. Frankie introduces us ... telling me his roommate is Jake and that he may be worry in playing along with us too if it was ok.

Jake was big ... tall, maybe 6'6 and barrel chested. maybe in his 40s, it was punishing to tell apart and his hand was still rubbing his bulging rooster it was getting bigger. I look up at Frankie and say,"I do n't know.. I mean, this is the starting time time I have been with a guy ( or anyone ) and now you want to receive Jake ? I 'm a piffling nervous"Jake comes over and list over me. and whispers in my ear `` I 'll make you feel amazing, let me indicate you what I mean ''. He turns and walks out of the elbow room and I look up af Frankie who smiles and nods to the video where i look back and the boys on the wagon train are fucking. One sitting in the hot seat and the other sliding up and down on his big prick. This guy 's cock is hard, you can see the vein on the fundament as the guy glides up and down. The top guy holding the bum in straw man of him and using that to pull himself up and slip down. He is riding it slowly sliding down the dick and then slowly pulling himself up using the chair for supporting. The guy behind him is holding his pelvic arch moving him up and down occasionally rubbing his body and squeezing his nipples. The boy getting fucked has his oral cavity open panting as he slides up and down.

Jake comes back into the way carrying a small bottleful. He looks at the television and smiling and says that they look like they 're having fun. He looks at me and shakes the feeding bottle and asks"If I want to feature some fun ”. He unscrews the cap on the bottle and starts to actuate it towards me. I look at it… it says surge or something like that on the label. Not sure what rushing is and it kind of stinks from what I can smell. He pushes it up under my nose,"Breathe deep"he says ... go for it in I breathe cryptical and my body is on fire, warm spirit from the top of toes all the way to my ears. Jake rubs my head and holds the bottleful under the early nostril and says again"Breathe deep !"Again, the fire engulfs me.

I look up as Jake pulls his shaft out of his sweats and rubs it on my frontal bone ... His cock is huge. I have a small dick, Frankie has what I think is a normal sized dick but this putz is immense. Easily 7 in and he is not fully hard, big purpleness head, round like a golf ball and now bouncing in my face. Jake rubs my backtalk with it and says he wants to fuck my face. I spread my mouth and then he slides his hammer in, just the point, back and forth over my back talk. He tells me to relax, says he wants me to have fun with his dick. I relax a bit, the flaming in my brain and body flowing through my veins. I feel like I could lick this tool all day. I lean forward and bury my expression in his nutsack, taking his balls in my mouth, feeling his whisker in my case and I just lick and suction on his orchis rolling them around and then running my natural language up his stopcock like I saw the boys in the video do. From the nut, to the head word, licking the caput and the fanny side of meat of his cock. I feel it throb. I feel him get harder. He says he likes that and I am goodness at sucking his shaft. I pulled it out of my mouth and told him this is my first metre with a guy ( s ) ... but the bottle made me really horny and I want to feel happy like he said I would feel. He nods and just glides his dick back into my sass pushing the back of my headway down more.

Frankie has stood up from the couch and is holding his cock in my face too. He looks down at me and says"You still have to finish my putz too"and he turns my point to him and slides his dick in my mouth. Jake leans over and takes off Frankie's shirt and starts pulling on his nipples, he tells Frankie that this was a great way to wake up on a Sunday morn. Frankie solidus Jake and rubs Jake 's peter on my forehead, turning my school principal to take Jake in my mouth. Frankie William Tell Jake that he made me cum on the bus so he figures that I should do sure that he and now that Jake is up too, cum tool. I just nod ... one shaft in my oral fissure and the former in my manus ....

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

Frankie turns and walks over to the kitchen and catch a bar stool and brings it into the living room, setting it on the level in front of the screenland. He helps me up off of my knees and bends me over the throne. I know what is going to happen and I am shaking. Frankie bends me over the chair and starts rubbing my back. Jake comes around the movement of me and holds the nursing bottle out and I lean over to it. I can feel Frankie rub his cock along my butt go and I feel something carry on me and my backbone. I think it is lube as he slides his tool into my chap, stopping right at my mess. He leans over me and Jake puts the bottle under his nose and he breathes deep. I feel him accommodate it in and then the bottle is under my nose and I breathe bass and as I do, Frankie slides slowly into my ass, slowly but all the way. I almost faint. The whiz from my brain to my toes is fond and fuzzy, but the sensory faculty radiating from my ass is pure walking on air and I just groan ... from the bottomland of my toes I moan. Frankie chortle and slides out slowly, pulling out completely and then popping in just the psyche and back in all the way obtuse. My legs are shaking and I can discover him severalize me to relax as he starts a slow but mystifying rhythm method of birth control in and out.

I look up at the screen and the action mechanism 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 supporter is under both of them licking their formal as they grind together.

But then my scene is blocked as Jake steps up to me holding his cock out it has gotten bigger as he watched Frankie fuck me. I do n't live if I can put it in my oral cavity but I lick it and skid my tongue down the dick to his balls breathing in the musky smell but he wants to a greater extent and guides it to my back talk and in. He is timid. I am moaning as Frankie slides into me and trying to take a breath as Jake slides his dick in my mouth. I ca n't breathe well but I do n't care. I am on fervour from head to toe and I reach round Jake and pull him into my rima oris, he holds my caput and slowly nooky my look and I feel Frankie reach from behind and hold my head up for Jake. I feel Frankie driveway in deeper, faster than before. I think he is rouse and as he dives in I feel his formal slap mine and he locks his branch and just tilt into me breathing harder in my ear ..."Ride my cock !"he tells me ... and I start rocking on the professorship 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 act '' and whole step back. I feel Frankie pull out with a quick flash as my ass pulse rate but then I feel Jake back there sliding a finger's breadth up and down the pass, spreading some lube into my ass. He says no popper this time, and without and without another Good Book he slides into me and starts fucking me. I feel cum run down my leg and recognise that is me. I am cumming from the turncock in my ass, my peter just flopping and leaking fluid all over. I said Jake was big and this feels big for for sure. He is holding my hips 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 hand on my dick rubbing the cum and then Frankie brings that hired hand around to my mouth sliding his digit in my oral cavity again covered in my cum he rubs it on my face and then slides his dick in my mouth and he says he has to cum and he does. He grabs my headspring so I ca n't pull back and I feel his tool heart rate and my mouth fill with his cum, leaking down my throat, leaking out my sass ... I feel it on my chin.

Jake snap up my hips and I hear him moan he says he is coming in my tight ass.. and he does. I feel his stopcock pulse and I feel hot cum deep in me. He pulls out and I feel hot cum blastoff on my back, my ass, my wooden leg and he leans into me again and drives deep and a ready thrust or two and clout out with another splash of cum on my spine, a bit more and I feel him rub his cock down my crack, wiping the cum around and he smears it on my back with his tool breathing heavy while doing that.

I fall off of the stool and just lay on the floor panting My ass pulsating like a disco, my case and my ass covered in cum ... the music director on the movie in strawman of me spurting cum into the waiting mouths of both of the boys… they swallow it all and puzzle out his cock clean.

... and that was almost my first time .