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IN THE BUS

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by Sven I often travel by bus, two-three hours, from town to town. Earlier, I used to sit in a front seat because I sometimes feel sickness during the travel. But, one day I realized that the best way to overcome the sickness is to continously jerk during the ride. Touching my shaft makes me so good that forget I'm even traveling. And the ride seems shorter. After that experience, I always try to catch a seat in a back row. From there, no one can see me, and I can see if someone aproaches. So, the suspicious movements of pleasure can be stopped at once. But there's a little problem with bus-jerking. Ussualy, I stroke my shaft by puting a hand in a pocket, and then touching the glans through my underware, until I have a spurt. But then my pants and undershorts are totally wet. If a ride is long enough, liquid gets dry, so there is no stain on the pants. But if I cum few minutes before arrival, then the only way to keep the stain unnoticed is to have a long jacket. Or, to put on a condom before orgasm. That's where my story begins. That happened when I had a condom for a bus-jerking session for the first time. The ride was a bit longer than usual, arround seven hours. I bought a pack of condoms on the first stop, but there wasn't enough time to put it on in a toilet. Since there were few people in a bus, I thought: "I can do it on the board. No one would notice." While the ride was going on, I rubbed my prick with the tumb and the forefinger. I got horny like never before during the travel. Some hour and a half after the first stop, I said to myself: "It's time." I pulled T-shirt out of the pants over my zipper, so that no one can see what I was doing downthere. Then I unzipped the pants and let my hard cock out. And when I was just about to put the condom on, I started to cum. Sperm spurted all over the pants, T-shirt, even the seat. In a spasm of pleasure, I tried whatever I could to put a condom on, but nothing worked. The only thing I could do is to press the top of the cock with my hand, so that the jism could be kept in a closed fist. When eruption was over, I looked arround. "Did anyone noticed anything?" Fortunately, no one even tried to look in my direction. I was smart that I bought a pack of handkerchiefs together with condoms. I opened it fast, with my hand full of semen, and rubbed a fist. Then with another tissue, I tried to move away stains from the pants and T-shirt. And then, I put the T-shirt in the pants, so that no one could notice wet spots on it. The only thing I wasn't able to manage is a strange sweety smell that circled through the bus cabin. It was a scent of my juicy sperm. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Is This a Gay Nude Beach? By J. Fisher (logomo@easystreet.com) Jan 29 Several years ago I was sunbathing in a very isolated area of a local nude beach when a fully clothed young man, carrying a backpack, walked up to me and nervously asked me if the beach was a "gay nude beach." I told him that it was, if the person who happened to be on the beach was gay. He explained that he had never been to a nude beach before, didnšt know if he was in fact gay and had never touched another man before. He then asked my permission to touch my body - and without hesitation my permission was granted. Without removing his clothes (he was wearing gym shorts, a T-shirt and tennis shoes), he put down his backpack, straddled my nude body and proceeded to massage every inch of my sun-warmed skin. However, he was careful not to pay too much attention to my hardening cock. I was in heaven. The combination of the sun, fresh air and being massaged by a total strange added a dream-like feeling to the experience. I was asked to roll over and he repeated the procedure on the backside of my body, with a particularly great deal of attention to my ass cheeks and the crevice between them. The combination of sun tan lotion and the sweat in my crack lubricated his fingers as they slid back on forth over my twitching hole. With a little effort he entered my asshole with his index finger and rotated it around several times. "We have an audience," he whispered in my ear. I raised my head and noticed two incredibly handsome nude men on a blanket about 20 yards away. Both were stroking their hard cocks in unison as they intently watched my new friend massage my ass - inside and out. Another large finger slipped through my ass ring sending a charge of electricity to my groin. Being fully aroused now I was somewhat embarrassed about turning over on my back, but I did so when he asked me to return to my original position. As he told me of never holding another manšs hard-on, he wrapped his hand around mine and began a rhythmic stroke. It was fascinating to watch him as he applied various amounts of pressure, resulting in the jerking and throbbing of my shaft. He smiled down at me, while fondling my chest and playing with my nipples. His attention shifted to the men nearby and I turned to watch as one man laid down on his stomach and the other mounted the exposed ass. They started fucking to the same rhythm established by the hand on my cock. Without stopping the massage of my meat, my visitor slipped his beautiful cock out of the leg of his gym shorts and began stroking it with his other hand to the same beat. In a short time I came to a violent climax, shooting all over my hairy pecs and even under my chin. As my body continued itšs orgasmic bucking I reached over and began fondling the young manšs hairless balls. His body suddenly tensed and blast after blast of warm, white cum showered over my torso. At the same time the two men nearby let loose with grunts and moans of ecstasy as they came together. My anonymous friend rubbed our combined warm liquid into my skin as if it were sun tan oil, wiped his hands on my towel, reached for his backpack and stood up. As he started to walk away, he turned and said, "Thanks for answering my question." Š J. Fisher 1998

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