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A Bus ride to Remember

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: XJadynX Posted on: 12 Jun 2006 1 comments
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This was some time ago. I moved to Cape Charles Virginia when I was 20 years old to help my Father with a lot of work he had to do on opening a new Bed and Breakfast. It took just about a year to finish things up and it was at the end of that year that I decided to move back north.. rather then go back to MA where I use to live I moved further north to Manchester, New Hampshire to help a long time friend of mine. It was this 600 mile bus trip back that something quite memorable happened. We had just had our Layover in Delaware and were pulling out for our Boston run and from there I would board another bus for NH. IT was late by the time we left and in truth the bus was surprisingly empty, maybe 20 people on a 52 passenger. I was pretty much on my close to the back of the bus but not all the way back. In front of me and in the other row about 3 seats up where a pretty looking mother and her son who I guessed was maybe 11 - 12 years old. The mother was obviously tired but the boy was a bouncing ball of energy ( possibly why mom was so tired ) After about a half an hour I was dozing off as had most of the bus it seemed ( though not all of it ) I was stirred a bit when I heard the boy doing a whining routine with mom. Finally she gave in to what was him moving back 2 seats to sit on his own. now he was one seat In front of me in the opposite isle. I really did think anything of it and was content to let myself go back to sleep.Before I could close my eyes I saw the boy looking around back and forth checking to see if anyone was looking. I thought he was going to try some kind of sill stunt like standing on the seats or something. I had my eyes mostly closed so when he looked over at me I guess to him I looked asleep. I watched him for a minute as he looked around my curiosity really peaked. IT didn't take long before he made clear what he was going to do.I watched him as He reached inside the band of his shorts.. I could see his hand moving around and it was obvious he was rubbing himself... not jerking off.. but as a guy might do to make himself hard. I opened my eyes up and was totally stunned.. was this kid really going to do this? I also find myself semi-torn. On one had I was already feeling arousal.. on the other hand even though I have been having Sex since I was 9 and was raised with a VERY open view to sex. This was the first time anything ( even just watching ) happened since I had turned 18 and the other was under 18.. in this case.. Waaaaaay under. I found I was actually scared. If I watched and the boy saw me... or another adult.. and told mom.. I would hence forth be really in trouble.As much as I was worried though I just couldn't look away, I was turned on and when I get into that state I'm nearly totally a slave to the feelings. By the time I sorted this out the buy was in full swing.. I could see his hand going up and down in his shorts... and he was going for broke.. I could hear his breathing.. quick rapid breaths... only severed to turn me on further. It wasn't long.. maybe a minute before he went totally stiff and stopped stroking.. Slowly he relaxed and calmed down. I thought for a moment he was done.. I should have known better.. I know when I was his age I never finished after just one. yup.. I noticed even though he was relaxed he was still slowly rubbing himself. it wasn't I think 15 seconds before he took hold of himself and started stroking again.. just as fast and furious as before. I smiled trying not to laugh as he went for round 2... I kinda felt like this is what I must of looked like when I was his age... I constantly Jerked off or was having sex with whoever would with me ( mostly my sister. ) Again it was only a little more then a minute before he went stiff again.. and again he didn't quite stop rubbing himself afterwards. I knew that he ment to go again. I found myself sorta wishing I could see more. Where I could actually see him stroking. Now my mother said I seemed to have a strange influence over chance. If I haven't heard a song in awhile or seen a movie and started thinking of it.. within 2 days it would come on. If I thought of a person I hadn't seen in years suddenly there they were. Wether I really do or not I dunno but I know this day my thoughts were answered. After a good 30 seconds I see him looking around again. I closed my eyes mostly as he looked around. After he was satisfied He lifted his butt up and pulled his shorts down. I think my jaw was hanging open by now. No no no he wasn't a John Holmes lol, it was just the fact he pulled his shorts down and was now but naked with his little hard cock sticking straight out ready to go for it again. If I was watching before I was staring now. He grabbed himself up and started going for broke a 3rd time. as I watched I noticed he jerked off by grabbing the head and jerking off only like the top half of his cock unlike someone like me who starts from the base and strokes the whole thing. This time he took a little longer getting off.. maybe about a minute thirty to two minutes. yea.. by this time I was totally hard and knew I would have to get myself off eventually but I was to busy watching this kid, though I did group myself a few times while watching. this time I really thought he was done.. his chest was really rising and falling I could see the side of his face was red. Yep.. I was sunrise when I saw he was still rubbing himself and in truth didn't get soft.. only slightly did he go down. I dunno why I was sunrise.. I use to be like this myself.. I think it was the fact I was seeing it from the outside view that made it surprising.I kept watching and after a minute or so he started again... 3 minutes later another dry one. He went about half soft.. but still didn't stop... 1 minute later.. he was pulling again... He did this a total of TEN TIMES before he stopped Exhausted. I could see the smile on his face. as he sat there his little cock fully soft and still exposed. After a few minutes he wiggled around pulling his shorts up. He started looking around and in truth I dunno what governed my next action but something did. When he looked around again this time I didn't pretend to be asleep I looked right at him. His eyes went wide and I could see he was scared... I knew that look.. it was the Busted look. I placed a finger to my lips and mad a Shhhhhh... I looked up and down the isle like he did and the effect was what I was hoping.. I already was gaining his confidence by acting like him. I motioned him to move back another Seat and to my surprise he did. I turned towards him looking up and down again before whispering to him. I told him I wouldn't tell on him but that he really needs to be carful about getting caught. I could see he was embarrassed about it.. I just smiled and started talking to him. I told him not to be.. that it was alright what he did.. that it was normal and all guys did that.. even me....just that he needed to be more carful. I actually had a long talk with him about masturbating. Come to find out his mother had divorced his father when he was still a baby and he hadn't really had a dad since. after awhile He was ready to go back to his seat... but before he did he asked me a couple of questions that floored me. First he asked me if I was going to Jerk off now. I told him most likely.. that I ended up getting excited from watching him and needed a release like he did. The Second question was the bowling ball over the pins. He asked me since I watched him if he could watch me. He actually explained that he's never seen anyone do it before and that he really wanted to. My heart was pounding I was so excited and scared at the same time. On one hand I knew this wasn't right but on the other hand I had a chance to teach this boy something. I looked around for a moment then turned back to him... I told him it was okay if he watched to watch but that he could not tell anyone about it at all or else I would be in big trouble. ( it was those words that almost made me change my mind ) He nodded and turned towards me... I moved the bus seat back.. took one last look around and proceed to unzip my pants and pull out my solid cock. The boy was really sunrise at the size.. I just smiled and started stroking. I started slow but it didn't take long before my hand was flying.. I was far to turned on and excited to keep a slow pace... it took me maybe 5 minutes before I felt the build up.. and POP!!! I let loose several big blobs of cum one of which splattered the seat In front of me.. the rest pumped out it a thick flow and ran down my cock and over my hand... after a few moments to recover I looked over at the boy and smiled at the expression on his face. HE looked up at me and asked " Whoa! will I do that someday? " I chuckled very quietly and nodded saying " Yea someday.. so always make sure to keep something with you so you can clear up afterwards... with that I pulled out a hand full of napkins from my pocket and cleaned up. I smiled at him and told him he should get back to his mom and remember no telling. The rest of the trip was quite... the boy and his mom left the bus in Rhode Island to which the boy waved goodbye to me.. and his mother gave me a strange but stern look. I could only laugh. I got off again on my way to NH thinking of what happened. It's a memory I'll never forget.And for all you with Negative comments. I made sure during the long talk with the boy to tell him that what he did was typically a private thing done alone in a safe place. That yes sometimes he could share the experience with other boys.. or ever girls.. but that he should talk to his mother about it.. and if she wouldn't talk to him.. then maybe someone in school like a school councilor. That when he did share.. to make sure above all else that he really trusted the person he was with....and I went over Adults and being forced and what to do... in short.. for a short time I was a Tempory dad... I felt good that day.. I felt like I helped that boy on his way to growing up.