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I Learned Early

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I posted this story not long after this site came in to existence. All these stories about jerking off on the bus made me decide to repost it since it's difficult to go very far back in to the archives. If you like the story, or even if you don't, you can email me at love2suck@bellsouth.net with any comments.This is a true story. It happened to me on the way home from the school for the blind in late 1979. Your comments are welcome.I went to a boarding school that was about three hours away from the small town in which I lived. I went there when I was five years old, and I think this must have happened in my thirdyear, so I would have just turned eight. I always hated the buss rides home. We got to go home every two or three weeks for a weekend. I loved going home, but just despised that horridride.On this day, I was just sitting near the back of the bus and wishing that the ride would hurry up and be over with. Being a little kid, it seemed like an eternity. One of the older guysfrom the school that was riding my bus came up to me, and seeing that I was the only one in the seat, he sat down beside me. I felt very nervous. Why did this older guy want to sitbeside me? He must have been at least 16 or 17. He just started talking to me like we'd known each other our whole lives. Then he asked me in a casual tone if I wanted to see a bigone.I didn't know what he meant. "A big what, I kept asking? He just kept saying things like, "I've got a big one if you want to see it." I had no idea what he was talking about, and sofinally I was curious."OK," I said. Let's see!" He stood up and turned toward the back of the buss. "Ready/" he asked. When I said that I was, he reached down and took my hand, and then he sat back down inthe seat next to me and put my hand on his dick.He was right. It was a big one. I thought of my little one, and wondered why his was so hard and stiff. I couldn't believe how big it was! I wondered how he kept it in his pants. Hetook my hand and began to move it up and down on his dick. He told me that if I'd squeeze it a little and move my hand up and down on it, that it would give me a surprise.I still was clueless. I did what he wanted me to do. I just wrapped my hand around it and squeezed it as I move my hand up and down. He showed me the rhythm he wanted, and pretty soonI noticed that his dick was getting even harder than before. I kept thinking that if it got any harder it would burst. He kept saying I shouldn't stop, no matter what.He started breathing hard and moving around in the seat. I thought he was just trying to get comfortable or something. Then he made a strange noise in the back of his throat, and saidin a very strained voice,, "oh god, oh god, oh oh oh shit, it's coming!" and all of a sudden, I felt his dick kind of move. It tensed up and then I thought for a second that he waspeaing. He let out a small moan, and his whole body seemed to shake. and his dick kept jumping, and then I noticed that my hand was covered in this warm stuff. Every time his dick wouldjump, it seemed to squert more warm stuff, and I was afraid it wouldn't stop, but after about five or six squerts, it finally did. (Looking back on it now, I wonder if any of it got on his shirt or pants.) and I noticed that his dick wasn't so hard anymore.I asked him if I should stop yet, and his voice sounded very weak. He told me that I'd made him cum, and that I could stop now. I still didn't know what he meant, and I wondered if Icould make my own dick do that. (I found out that I could, but it was several years later.) He told me that he would have to go and clean up, and he got up and went to the bathroomat the very back of the buss.He came back a couple of minutes later and brought me a paper towel so I could wipe my hands. He told me that I did a good job, and then he went to the front of the buss. In just a fewminutes, they called out that it was his stop, so he got off the buss and left me in a state of confusion.

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