First off, let me say that I'm so so so sorry for how long it has been since I updated this story. I have received many emails (some a little more vocal than others () wondering when a new chapter would arrive, again sorry. But it's finally here, so I hope you enjoy it!
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Bus Ride Games Part 3
By
Mntdewlove69
As sixteen-year-old Ryan Barker pulled out of his driveway with the radio blasting the new Maroon 5 song ... "makes me wonder if I ever gave a fuck about you..." he headed towards school with the events of last night continually playing over and over in his mind. All he could picture were his buddies Steve Love, Jim Harper, and Brett Smith completely naked, fucking around in the back of the bus. He had no idea of the new challenges he would soon face when he arrived at school.
Ryan's cell-phone started going off, and he quickly checked to see who was calling. The caller I.D. read Jim-boi, and instantly Ryan's heart began to pound, and his palms started to sweat.
"Jimmy boi, what's up dude?"
"You at school yet?"
"Nope, I'm about five minutes away, why?"
"Meet me in the locker room ASAP!"
Different thoughts began to surface throughout Ryan's mind, but it always came back to Jim and Ryan fucking around on the bus and in Ryan's car. With Ryan's mind racing, he couldn't believe how quickly he made it to school. Once his jeep was parked, he quickly headed off for the locker room like a bat out of hell. He descended down the hallway into the guy's locker room. When he reached the doors and flung them open, the room had an eerie feeling to it like that of a horror movie, but just like the big-breasted victim, Ryan trudged on. Soon making his way over to his locker where he found Jim sitting on the bench.
"What's up Jim?"
"We need to talk about last night on the bus."
"I thought we weren't going to talk about it."
"We weren't, but I can't stop thinking about you sucking my cock."
Ryan's face turned red from Jim's comments before he could reply, "And?"
"Well I was kinda of hoping you wouldn't mind a repeat performance before class."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, well you really seemed to like it."
Ryan couldn't believe what he was hearing. It wasn't like he was the only one who did anything on the bus, and besides, Jim had blown him while he was driving. However, deep down, Ryan knew just how much he enjoyed all of last night's adventures.
"Ok, but you can't tell anyone, promise."
"Promise!"
And with that Ryan got down on his knees, and began to fondle Jim's cock through his Lucky jeans. Jim was already hard just thinking about Ryan sucking his cock and he let moans escape his mouth. Soon Ryan was unbuttoning Jim's jeans and forcing them to his ankles. Ryan's hungry mouth engulfed the bulge in Jim's red and blue CK boxers. He noticed that a small wet spot had already formed on the material and he couldn't take it any longer as he forced the boxers to join the Lucky jeans around Jim's ankles. Jim was truly horny as his seven-inch-cock was leaking pre-cum like no other. Soon he felt the warmth of Ryan's mouth for the second time in less than 24-hours. At that moment both Ryan and Jim knew Ryan was a natural born cocksucker. All he needed was the opportunity to let his skills shine, and as far as Jim was concerned, Ryan could practice all he wanted on him. Jim was lying back on the bench as Ryan continued sucking his teenage meat. Ryan was alternating between using just his mouth and tongue and using his mouth and hands to stimulate Jim.
"Fuck Ry... that's it... suck my cock... fuck yeah... god damn!"
Ryan kept Jim's cock deep in the realms of his mouth and looked up at his fellow soccer mate and one of his best friends. He let his hands pull Jim's shirt up as he admired his buddy's hot defined abs. Ryan knew he had to kiss them, and for the first time in what seemed forever, Ryan allowed Jim's cock to withdraw from his mouth. Just as Jim raised his head to see why the sucking had stop, he felt Ryan's tongue lick his stomach. Succumbing to the pleasure a moaned exited Jim's mouth as he began to caress Ryan's head. Ryan was enamored with not only Jim's cock, but also his entire body. He began to kiss and lick his way up towards Jim's chest and nipples. When he finally reached his destination, Ryan placed Jim's erect nipple between his teeth and gave it a tiny pinch. This sent shock waves throughout Jim's body as he moaned and pulled Ryan's hair a little harder.
"Fuck yeah man... suck on my nips... oh yeah... fuck I can't take it any longer Ry... make me cum... make me cum!"
It was like music to Ryan's ears listening to his best friend begging him to make him blow his teenage load. Releasing Jim's left nipple, Ryan headed south for the winter in hopes of receiving his warm surprise. Again Jim's cock was back where he and Ryan both knew it belonged, deep inside Ryan's mouth. However, this time Jim took control and he stood up so he was towering over Ryan on his knees. Jim looked down into his best friend's eyes and saw what he was hoping for, the lust and hunger for cock. He quickly began pounding Ryan's mouth with short, fast strokes. The wet slapping sound of Jim's cock penetrating Ryan's mouth soon filled the entire locker room while seconds later moans from both of them soon joined the chorus.
"I'm about to blow Ry... oh fuck... here it comes... oh god... fuck me... fuck me... ffffffuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkk mmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
The back of Ryan's throat was soon being hit with volley after volley of boy juice. Again Ryan was experiencing something for the second time in less than 24-hours, the sweet nectar of another guy. Ryan didn't even hesitate, he just simply swallowed as much as he could. Soon the cock in his mouth began to soften and at that moment Ryan felt content, for deep down he knew this wasn't going to be the last time he and Jim would experience something like this again. Ryan looked up and was immediately greeted with a welcoming smile.
"Damn Ry... that was even better than last night."
"Speaking of last night... do you think..."
And just before Ryan could finish that thought the bell ending second period rang, giving them five minutes to get to their next class.
"Fuck... I'm all sweaty... Ryan you better hurry and head to French class... Mrs. Fleur isn't as forgiving as Mr. Shelton is on being tardy."
Ryan shook his head in agreement and adjusted the bulge in his pants and then headed off to class; leaving Jim alone to clean himself up. With the loud click of the locker room doors closing, Jim swiftly pulled out his cell-phone and sent the text message.
"TOTALLY WENT 4 IT... UR UP NEXT!"
Ryan's hard cock was finally making its descent when he entered the noisy classroom and sat next to his other two best friends Bret and Steve. Just then the sound of a 50-Cent song filled the classroom. "Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel a buzz I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love..." It was Steve's cell-phone indicating he had just received a text message. Steve quickly retrieved the phone out of his pocket as "OOO's" filled the classroom.
"Whose ever phone that is, better turn it off, or it'll be mine," came the voice of Mrs. Fleur. Red faced and all, Steve glanced at the message, smiled, put the phone on silent and placed it back in his pocket. Looking at both Bret and Ryan, Steve simply replied,
"Jessica saying she's sorry."
Just then the bell rang, and the voice of Mrs. Fleur filled the room.
"Faire taire la classe. S'il vous plaît ouvrir vos livres pour demander 235."
Once the bell had rung, no one was allowed to speak anything other than French for the next 55 minutes. Everyone got out their books and turned to page 235, where they began to study and practice French when Steve raised his hand.
"Oui. M. Amour."
"May I use the restroom..."
"En français le M. Amour."
"Pouvoir j'utilise la toilette, je ne me sens pas très bien."
"Oui vous pouvez."
And just like that, Steve was allowed to use the restroom using the excuse that he wasn't feeling very well. As he made his way out of the classroom he tried unsuccessfully to get Ryan's attention. After about ten minutes had passed and Steve still hadn't returned to class, Mrs. Fleur got worried.
"M. Barker."
"Oui."
"Fera vous va s'il vous plaît et vérifie sur Steve et assure qu'il est bien."
"Oui."
Ryan closed his book and headed out to check on Steve in the restroom. While Ryan walked down the long hallway, the events of what happened in the locker room quickly sprung to life. Images of Jim's hard cock cluttered Ryan's brain and he started to get aroused again. Ryan felt thankful no one else was in the hall, or they may have noticed the slight change in his jeans. Soon he found himself at the entrance of the boy's restroom and adjusted the bulge in his pants.
"Steve, you in here?"
"Yeah... give me a sec."
"You alright dude... Mrs. Fleur is worried about you."
As Steve was unlatching the stall door he replied, "No Ry, I'm not okay."
Worriness came over Ryan as he headed over to Steve and placed an arm around him and responded, "Dude what is it? You sick or something?"
"No, it's nothing like that... it's just..."
"What dude?"
"It's just... I can't stop thinking about last night on the bus."
Ryan playfully slapped Steve across the head, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"No dude... seriously check it out!"
At that moment Steve unfastened his jeans and took out his hard 6.5-inch boy meat and waved it towards Ryan.
"Dude what the fuck... are you an idiot, someone might come in here!"
"I can't help it Ry."
"Well what do you want me to do about it?"
"Maybe you could blow me like you did Jim."
Ryan's face turned red and his heart began to pound, he couldn't believe Jim told Steve about the blowjob this morning, and at that moment all he could think of was to deny it.
"I didn't blow Jim."
"Yeah you did, last night on the bus."
"Oh... that."
"What did you think I meant?" But Steve already knew that Ryan had blown Jim earlier in the locker room
"Nothing... I guess I totally forgot about blowing Jim on the bus."
However, at that moment both were thinking about this morning's event in the locker room, and once again Ryan was facing another opportunity to hone his cocksucking skills. Just like this morning he didn't want to sound too eager.
"Are you serious Steve?"
"Come on man... you gotta help me out... I can't possibly go into class with a hard-on."
"Ok, but you can't tell anyone, promise."
"Promise!"
Ryan reached out and grabbed Steve by the cock and led him into the handicap stall. Once the door was locked, Ryan was on his knees quicker than Britney Spears leaving rehab. He began by licking the mushroom shaped cockhead first and then licking the entire length of Steve's boyhood next. Soon Steve felt his cock being consumed by the warmth and wetness of Ryan's mouth. The fear of someone walking in on them made the experience even more exciting, but Ryan knew they needed to get back to class before Mrs. Fleur sent someone else. So Ryan picked up the pace and began bobbing up and down quicker on Steve's throbbing love stick. Before long the sound of Ryan slurping on Steve's cock filled the boy's bathroom. The combination of Ryan's hot mouth and slippery hands were too much for Steve.
"Oh god... I'm about to cum Ryan... fuck yeah... keep sucking... keep sucking... oh god... oh god... oh shit... oh shit... here it is... OH YEAH... swallow it... swallow it... fuck yeah!"
Steve grabbed Ryan's hair just before he blew his load in order to keep his best friend from losing any of his juices. And for the second time in less than thirty minutes, Ryan was enjoying the sweet taste of nectar. Even with all his efforts, Ryan couldn't stop a little bit of cum escaping his mouth, and just as Bret had done to Steve the night before, Steve leaned in and licked the remnants off Ryan's face. Steve began to place his flaccid cock back into the confides of his jeans and replied,
"Thanks dude... shit we better hurry and get back to class."
Nodding his agreement Ryan quickly got off his knees and went over to the sink to wash his face before returning to class, and once again he was left with the obstacle of a hard cock. As both boys meandered down the hallway and back to class, they needed to come up with a story for their French teacher, Mrs. Fleur, so neither would get into trouble. Upon reaching the classroom they both agreed that Ryan had found Steve puking. Mrs. Fleur seemed to by the excuse as no questions were asked. Both boys tried to continue to work, but found it impossible, as they were both replaying the entire bathroom experience in their heads. With Ryan's head buried in his French book, Steve took this opening to look over at Bret where he made blowjob motions and then gave thumbs up.
The sound of the bell ending third period filled the busy classroom, as the three friends made their way out into the hall. Since all three had different classes they parted ways and agreed to meet after fourth period at Ryan's jeep to go out for lunch like they always did. As Ryan headed down the hallway and towards AP English, he was quite surprised by his actions. Yes, today wasn't the first time he had done anything with a guy; however, it was the first time he was a hundred percent sober and at school none the less. But just like earlier when driving to school, the thoughts totally aroused him. He knew he needed to stop thinking about it before everyone would notice the hard to hide bulge. As Bret made his way towards Chemistry the excitement and possibility completely consumed his entire body. He knew it was only a matter of time before he too would have his boyhood down Ryan's throat, and this gave him that kid in a candy store feeling. Just then Bret felt a slap on the back, and there stood his lab partner and best friend, Jim, who couldn't conceal the huge grin on his face.
"Just saw Steve and he told me what happened in the bathroom, looks like you're next man."
"Well let's hope so anyways."
They both laughed and headed for their seats in the back of the classroom as the bell rang. Fortunately or unfortunately depending on how one may look at it; their teacher was out sick today, which meant they would have to sit through a 45-minute video and take copious notes. Once the lights were dimmed and the video began, it seemed that both best friends' minds were only on one thing... SEX, SEX, SEX, and more SEX. Which really isn't a big deal since guys think about sex every 10 seconds or so, but when there is a prospect of SEX, the mind could only comprehend one thing. SEX! It came apparent to Jim that both of them were thinking about the same thing when he glanced down to adjust his hard cock and noticed Bret's bulge. Moving his chair back slightly and elbowing Bret, Jim whispered, "You too." At first Bret didn't fully understand the brief comment until he looked over at Jim who was now rubbing his cock through his jeans.
"Yeah, well unlike you and Steve, I still haven't felt the warmth of a hot mouth upon my cock."
"In due time Bret... in due time."
Bret just smiled and pushed his chair back a little and started rubbing his cock as well. Feeling adventurous, Jim unbuttoned his fly and retrieved his cock, all the while Bret looked on in amazement.
"Are you fucking nuts," Bret whispered.
"What... everyone is too busy taking notes to worry about us, besides it's not like you're blowing me back here."
Bret just smiled and opted to continue rubbing his cock through his jeans, knowing damn well he wasn't quite the exhibitionist that Jim was, besides he was enjoying the site of Jim stroking himself in class. Just then, Jim leaned over as saliva dripped from his mouth landing on his cock. Without losing a beat, Jim kept jerking his meat as Bret stared in admiration. Within moments Jim's breathing began to quicken as his stroking got faster and faster, and as silently as possible Jim unleashed his spunk upon his shirt. Bret couldn't help but giggle for as while Jim was cumming he was biting his lower lip and convulsing as if he was having a seizure. Just when Jim's breathing was returning to normal, the bell ending fourth period rang, and Jim quickly placed his limp cock back where it belonged.
"Okay class... since everyone was so busy taking notes and I didn't have to talk with anyone... I'll tell your teacher we had some problems getting the video to start and that we only finished the first twenty minutes."
The entire class busted into cheers as the teacher dismissed them.
"Umm, dude what are you going to do about the cum on your shirt?"
"Shit... thanks, I almost forgot."
Without hesitation Jim tore off his shirt, flipped it inside out and then placed it back on.
"You're such a fucking tool!"
Both laughed as they left class and made their way to meet the others for lunch. Once out in the open, Bret hashed out his plan to get Ryan to blow him. Jim told him he thought it should work since both he and Steve had already gotten a blowjob earlier, but reminded him not to mention the other blowjobs. Bret agreed and they soon found both Ryan and Steve sitting on the hood of the jeep waiting for them and listening to the new Timbaland CD. "... I ain't go no money... I ain't got no car to take you on a date... I can't even buy you flowers..."
"Where we going to lunch?" Jim shouted.
"Taco Bell or Subway?" Ryan called back.
"Shotgun motherfuckers!" yelled Jim.
Bret and Steve didn't even comment just hopped in the backseat. They all decided on Taco Bell since no one really had all that much money. As they were driving, Bret told Ryan and Steve about the adventure in Chemistry class.
"No fucking way Jim took out his cock and jacked it off in class!"
"The fuck I didn't, besides I remember our freshman year Steve, in Mrs. Query's English class. You had the hots for her and couldn't help but get hard, so you started jerking off through your shorts."
"That's a little different, I didn't whip out my slong and start playing with it right there in class."
"You may not have whipped it out, but you definitely creamed yourself!"
Laughter filled the jeep as they finally reached Taco Bell and went inside to eat lunch. When they weren't stuffing tacos and burritos in their mouths or throwing food at each other, the topic of conversation was mostly about soccer practice this week and the up coming state championship. Lunch just as it always did flew by, and soon the boys were making their way back to school. Ryan and Bret headed off to Shop class, as Steve and Jim made their way to Pre-calculus. Steve and Jim talked about their experience with Ryan this morning and both agreed that it was the best blowjob they had received, and were looking forward to exploring more options with Ryan in the future. Meanwhile as Ryan and Bret walked into Shop class, Bret asked Ryan what they were going to do after fifth period, since it was the last period of the day for both of them. Ryan told him he had to run some errands, but that if he wanted to come with him that would cool. Bret almost sounded too excited when he jumped at the opportunity. To Bret, Shop class seemed to take forever, and when the bell finally rung his cock was already starting to harden at the anticipation of getting a blowjob. Neither Bret nor Ryan talked much as they walked to Ryan's jeep or while they drove around completing the errands.
"Okay... what the fuck is going on Bret, you're way too quiet and it's freaking me out."
"I know, I'm sorry dude... it's just... never mind."
At that moment Ryan had this strange feeling Bret was going to somehow hint for a blowjob as well, and deep down Ryan was hoping he was right. He was also thinking if all three of his best friends had somehow planned this, but he quickly dismissed that foolish idea. Instead he put all his focus upon Bret.
"Bret, what the fuck is it... we've been friends forever... whatever it is just tell me."
"Well I know this is going to sound gay, but I can't stop thinking about what we all did on the bus."
Before Ryan spoke he was thinking, "I fucking knew it...wait, what did he say? Did he just say we' instead of you'."
"So?"
"So, I was wondering if maybe a... blowjob... before going back to school."
"Receiving or giving?"
"Receiving, if that's okay?"
Again Ryan didn't want to sound too eager, "Fine...but you promise not to tell anyone!"
"Promise!"
Ryan told Bret he was going to drive over to the little league baseball fields by school and hope no one was around. As they began to drive around the fields it was clear no one else was there, so Ryan parked the jeep towards one of the fields in the back.
"Where did you want to do this Ryan?"
"I don't want anyone to see us, so get in the backseat and we'll do it there."
Without wasting a second, Bret was in the backseat with his pants around his ankles and his semi-hard cock in tow quicker than a virgin blowing his load. Ryan couldn't help but laugh at this sight as he joined Bret in the backseat. Ryan's laughter soon turned into aw as he got a closer look at Bret's "beer-can" cock. Lust took over Ryan as he grabbed the monster in his hands and began licking the entire shaft. Within seconds of the lapping, Bret was extremely hard. Again aw swept through Ryan as he noticed he couldn't get one entire hand around the girth of this boy cock, but Ryan did smile when he knew he would be able to deep throat the monster since it wasn't very long. Without warning and to Bret's bewilderment that's exactly what he did. Ryan opened his mouth wider than ever before and went down on Bret not stopping until he felt Bret's pubes upon is nose.
"Holy shit Ry... I can't believe you took all of my cock!"
However, Ryan knew he could with all the practice he's had lately. Ryan thought to himself, "Shit, that's nothing, wait until I start going at it motherfucker!" Ryan once again was using his expert skills to suck off one of his best friends. Unlike with the other two, Ryan didn't use his hands the entire time. He just bobbed up and down on the thick meat, taking it deep one time and using his tongue to play with just the head the next. Soon the slurping sound Ryan had come accustomed to filled the area around them. Bret began to help Ryan along, by gripping Ryan's head and forcing his head down faster while he thrusted his hips upward.
"Mmmmmm... fuck yeah man... that's so awesome... you're so fucking talented. Fuck yeah... keep sucking my man cock... oh yeah... fucking take it Ry."
Ryan looked up at Bret and their eyes met, and at that moment for some reason Ryan felt that there was something different with Bret. To see if his feelings were right, Ryan withdrew from Bret's pole and moved his face up towards Bret's. Again their eyes met, and Ryan knew it had to be true, so without thinking he leaned in a kissed Bret's bottom lip. When Bret didn't pull back Ryan did it again, but this time with a little more force. Then he brought his hands up and placed them gently upon Bret's face. Little moans escaped both their mouths. Soon they were totally making out like they do with their girlfriends. As their tongues explored each other's mouth, Ryan began to stroke Bret's cock again. With all the excitement, Ryan felt Bret's cock tense up and knew Bret couldn't hold out any longer. Soon a loud moan was coming from Bret as he exploded all over Ryan's hands and his own shirt. With one more long kiss, Bret finally pulled away.
"Damn Ryan... that was... well that was fucking fantastic!"
Ryan smiled and then glanced down at his watch, "Fuck... dude we're going to be late for practice!"
As quickly as Bret `lost' his jeans, he threw them on just as fast. Feeling a little weird over the kiss, Ryan didn't even try and talk, which was all right with Bret, who was also a little weirded out by the kiss. Once they made it back to school, they both jumped out of the jeep and began high tailing it to the locker room. Luckily for them, most of the team was still changing and getting ready for practice, so were Steve and Jim. Bret and Ryan began changing their clothes quickly, when all of the sudden Ryan spotted Bret winking and smiling over at Steve and Jim.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!"
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