BusJourney

BusJourney Hi Mick, I've been reading you'resite for a while now so I guess I should share some of myexperiences, here goes... I suppose I should start byproviding some backgound. I'm a 19 year old lad who lives in theU.K. I've been pleasuring myself (I prefer the term, it seemsmore sensual) since I was 13. I had previously only masturbatedin private but since I found this site (via the computers atcollege) and read accounts such as yours I have gathered someinteresting ideas for places to try. A couple of weeks ago, I fininshedcollege early, around 11.30 am and was going home. As I can'tdrive I catch the bus, which at that time of day is pretty quiet.The buses are double-deckers, and as I was feeling fairly hornyafter reading Mick's site, I decided to go upstairs and 'relieve'myself. Luckily, the top deck was emptyand so I sat down near the back. As it was a while before the busleft, and the fact that there are quite a few high buildingsaround, I decided to wait before I really got down to business.However, I sat, pushing my forearms into my lap, so that my penisstrained against my jeans. I was getting seriously erect andturned on and it felt like my penis wanted to explode. Eventually, the bus moved off,allowing to me to start properly. As the journey at the startgoes through mainly countryside and there being few stops at thestart I felt I was pretty safe from being discovered. I undid mybelt and unbuttoned my jeans which partly relieved the pressureon my penis (not that I wanted relief that much). Some of mypre-cum had begun to soak through the material of my blackbriefs, forming a small round wet patch on the front. Firstly, Ibegan to rub around my still-covered cock with the palm of myhand, concentrating more and more on the tip highlighted by thegrowing wet spot. I figured if I wasn't to be caughtbefore the bus stops became more frequent, I'd better hurry up. Ipulled down my jeans and briefs, removed my underwear which I putin my rucksack and then slipped my jeans back on round my ankles. When I masturbate, I don't tend tograb my cock and pull on it, instead I much prefer to pull backmy foreskin and rub the tip with my hand/fingers. So, I held theskin of my shaft and pulled it back, the head appearingeffortlessly due to the lubrication of my precum. I'd shaved mypenis and balls the night before (something I've fairly regularlydone since I've had hair) and my shaft was completely smoothright down to the root and beyond. This is such a turn on for me(I love women who shave) but I move back up to the head which isbeginning to throb. I hold back the foreskin with onehand whilst gently and lightly running my forefinger all aroundthe head: directly on the opening, down the back to where theforeskin joins, massaging the pre-cum in. I also love to watchfresh pre-cum which I've caused form around the opening in tinydroplets which I then massage in. The vibrations from the unevenroad surface were adding to the stimulation with my hands joltingat every bump on the road. I was starting to rub around thehead faster and faster, my tip becoming wetter and wetter to suchan extent that the precum was starting to dribble down myhairless shaft. The speed increased until I could take no more,and pumped my shaft so that I ejaculated over the back of theseat in front. I sat there briefly, whilst I calmed down andwatched the white liquid slowly drift down the back of the seat.I took a tissue from my bag and cleaned myself and the seat up,slipped my jeans back on and enjoyed the rest of the journeyhome, happy that I had done something so risky and exciting. Thebest part was not only that someone got on at the next stop andsat opposite, unaware of what I'd been up to, but the fact thatthere is a security camara at the front of the top-deck to recordwhat people get up to. I don't know how much was recorded, orwhat was recorded, but I hope the security guard who has toanalyse the films is female and enjoyed the display.