I'm straight, but recently had a gay experience. I've never written a story like this before, but my gay friend asked me about my trip to Boston and I wrote him this email. He said he liked it a lot and thought I should submit it to the Nifty Archive. I hope you like.
Hey Tim,
Thanks for the response. The trip was pretty good and I really enjoyed getting out of New York for a while. I had a strange encounter that I thought you'd like to hear about.
As you know, I was headed over to see Macy's friend's show in Cambridge and had to leave NYC after I got done with work for the day. I headed to Chinatown to catch their bus to Boston, you can't beat $10, especially with Greyhound being $80.
Anyway, the show was okay and I had planned to meet my friend Steph and crash at her place for the weekend to unwind and have a barbeque. We had a lot of fun, since I hadn't seen her since high school. Overall, it was good to get out of the city.
The thing I wanted to tell you about was my ride back. I waited at the Chinatown station in Boston and saw this kid and his girlfriend waiting on the side of the line. They were kissing a lot, but I got the peculiar feeling that he was watching me. He was about 17-18, dressed like a preppy, brown eyes and hair. Probably a latino mix, as he seemed pretty tan and with dark features, but not really ethnic looking. Just a clean cut boy. His girlfriend was asian and I'm assuming Chinese, though only because we were in Chinatown.
Anyway, I couldn't shake the sense that he was looking at me. I kept reading my book, but out of my peripheral vision, I watched him kiss her neck and glance my way, while doing it. She was rubbing his stomach and would occassionally grope the crotch of his khakis. I figured they had an exhibition fetish or something.
We were boarding the bus and the two of them cut in front of me in line. I didn't care, since I was near the front and probably would get a upfront seat (you know how i am in car rides). When people were picking up their bags to put them in the storage compartment, he bent over and his ass nudged (well, carressed) my crotch. I backed up, embarrassed, and he didn't seem to notice what he'd done. I didn't think about it too much, as it's an honest mistake, and people do it all the time on the subway.
I sat down in the second seat to the front and he and his girlfriend sat down next to me. So the three of us are side-by-side, and i'm by the window, wondering why (with an empty bus) these two decided to sit near me. Maybe still part of their fetish, I thought, as I tried to concentrate on my book.
The bus set out and the boy (whom his girlfriend called Shay), would occassionally bump me with his arm or knee. It was beginning to get irritating and I was about to say something, but they fell asleep. She was leaning on his shoulder and he was carressing her hair. His arm flopped down and landed on my lap, by my thigh. I was startled and tried to wake him, but he didn't wake. I gently took his wrist and moved it to the side. Ten minutes later, though, it landed on me again. This time, on my crotch. I could feel the warmth of it as it cupped me and noticed I started to get a little hard. I was missing my girlfriend for the weekend and hadn't had any sexual action at for 4 days. I let it linger for a second as i slowly expanded under Shay's hand. I was wearing jogging pants because i thought they'd be comfortable for the ride. I could see clearly the outline of my cock in his loose grasp and it struck me as awkwardly exciting. you know?
Anyway, i pulled it off again, but realized his fingers sorta clasped it when i removed his hand.
The next hour was uneventful, and I'd given up on concentrating on the book. I was starting to feel nauseous from looking down and stared straight ahead at the passing cars. It was getting dark and all I could think about was the fact that this boy had given me a semi. I couldn't figure out if it was intentional that his hand landed there or not. What would he want from me, I thought? You know I'm a 25yo, normal looking guy. I know you think I'm hot, and women have always found me attractive, but i've never really given thought to a guy (other than you) thinking so. I guess I've got an average body, a bit of muscle tone. Hmm...
Anyway, the bus driver pulls over to stop at a Roy Rogers along the way. We get out and stretch and he gives us 15 minutes to use the bathroom and get some food. I'm standing in line cuz I like their strawberry shakes and lose site of the two of them. I woke them up when I had to get out of the seat.
I get the shake and decide to go to the bathroom. Setting it on the urinal I start to pee and Shay walks in and takes the one right next to me. I don't notice so I continue going and stretch my back while doing it. Cracking my neck from side to side, i see him there, gazing at my cock. He notices I see him and looks quickly straight ahead. I'm embarrassed, since I guess I was standing a little ways back, maybe it was by accident or partially my fault.
Suddenly, he says something. "We've got about ten minutes, huh?"
I look over, startled, and he's staring straight ahead. I guessed he was talking to me, because people were filing out of the bathroom and all the other urinals are vacant.
"Yeah," I said casually.
"A lot can happen in 10 minutes," he replies. He then looks over at me and smiles.
Well I was confused, and looking back now, I should've known what he was inferring. But I just laughed it off, shook, zipped up, and went to wash my hands. He follows me over to the sink and continues looking at me.
"What's your name," he says.
"Trent."
"Hey, Trent, can you come here for a second?"
I look over at him and he's notioning toward the bathroom stall. I can't figure out what he wants, so I say that we should get back (even though we still have about 10 minutes).
"Seriously, man, I need your help with something."
I dry my hands and start to exit, when he asks a third time. I figure that I could pop in there and see what he needs and just walk out if i feel uncomfortable.
I enter the stall that he's in and his back is facing me.
"What's up?" I say.
He turns around and grabs the back of my head and starts kissing me. I'm shocked for a second, not knowing what to do, but instinctively, I open my mouth. I can feel his tongue enter and it feels amazing. I've never been kissed by a guy, and I guess I'd figured that it'd be different from kissing a girl in someway. His face was smooth and he was a real good kisser for a 17yo. Much better than I'd been at his age, I'm sure.
I'm shaking now, for some reason, and one of his hands leave my head and caress my chest and stomach. When he realized that I was enjoying it, his other hand leaves and trails down my back to my ass, where he gently squeezes.
I don't know what to do with my hands so i put them out against the walls. He starts kissing my chin and neck as I stare at him incredulously. Then his hand starts massaging my cock through my sweatpants. I jump back real quick, and find myself against the door. He leaves my neck and with his other hand lifts my shirt...bending over to kiss my stomach and hips. I notice that I'm getting hard as I see my cock tenting in the pants. He's able to grab it and start slowly stroking as it stands straight out. My hips are instintively gyrating with his movements as his mouth meets the edge of my wasteband. Slowly, he stops stroking me and squeezing my ass and sits down on the toilet seat. He takes off his shirt and hangs it over the back and smiles at me.
"You're going to have to move forward if you want me to suck it, Trent," he says with a grin. I'm standing there, fulling aroused and unbelieving of everything that happened so far. I didnt' know what to do, but found that I was helpless but to move forward. My body was making the decision without me, as I sat there and watched him pull my pants and boxers down to expose my cock, inches from his face.
No guy has ever seen my cock before and I've only seen porn-stars or kids in my highschool gym class. I guess it's an average size and i keep everything neat and trimmed for my girlfriend, but his eyes go huge and he gets this ecstatic hunger on his face. It was erotic just seeing it. While he caresses my thighs, i see him unzip his khakis, which were also straining against his erection (or vice versa) and poke his dick out through the flyhole of his boxers. It was darker than mine, and surrounded by a coil of black hair. I couldn't see his balls, but I noticed his dick was uncircumcized (never seen that before) as he stroked it the skin slid over the head of it and it glistened with what looked like precum. It was probably about 6" long, about an inch or two shorter than mine. I was mesmerized by how the foreskin wrapped and unwrapped off the top of it as i felt his hand cup my balls and pull me closer. He opened his mouth and swallowed the whole thing!!! My girlfriend normally just swallows the end and jerks me off with her hand, but his lips were around the base of my cock, nestled in pubic hair, and I was flooded with the warmth of his mouth and the swish of his tongue.
"FUCK!" I moaned and only realized I had after I'd said it. He took his hand off my balls and grabbed my ass. His other hand furiously stroked his own cock as he continued to blow me. My knees were wobbly and i felt light-headed as I saw my cock go in and out of his mouth, disappearing way into his throat. His fingers found the crack of my ass, which I've never felt before. They didn't touch the hole, just the crack above it as he thrust me into him over and over again. I took my hands off the walls of the cubicle and one ended up on his shoulder, the other on the back of his head.
I was getting close to cumming and didnt' know if I should tell him. All I could think of was that this 17yo was giving me the most amazing blowjob, worlds beyond my girlfriend, and I never wanted it to stop. I was trying to concentrate on holding off (i'm not too good with endurance), but realized i was pulling his head onto me faster and faster.
"Dude, I'm gonna cum," I whispered, but he sucked harder and faster. I didn't know if he heard me, so i tried to speak again, but felt I couldn't. I could see colors around the stall as my knees buckled. Little star-bursts and tie-die sprays of color floated around as I blinked them away. Seconds away, I managed to squeek out "Shay, nngrrrghhh....!!!"
I exploded in his mouth, thrusting his head hard onto my cock, planting his lips against my waist. His fingers were deep in my crack and he squeezed my ass hard. Hot jets of semen shot thru the back of his throat and he swallowed it quickly. When I was done, he slowly removed his mouth from my softening cock. A dab of cum lay on his lip to the side as it webbed off my cockhead.
I fell back against the door, eyes closed, smiling. My cock still twitched as i panted for air.
He stroked his own cock quickly as i opened my eyes, I saw him staring into my eyes smiling, while jerking off. "Trent," he moaned. He shot it against the wall of the stall, 5-6 lines of cum splat side by side where he was sitting. He grunted as he thrust his hips each time.
Without breaking eye contact, he licked his own cum off his hand and tucked his cock away. I saw the foreskin slip over the head one last time before he zipped up. He leaned forward and grabbed my pants, which were still around my knees and slid them back up over balls. Before he covered my cock, he gave the tip one last lick catching any remaining cum that was still in there.
He then kissed me on the cheek and sidestepped me, exiting the stall.
I regained my balance and walked out. He was gone already. I stepped to the mirrors and steadied myself, staring at my face (which was unbeknownst to me, still smiling). I couldn't believe what had just happened. I couldn't believe my legs were still numb and I was still quaking from what this kid did to my body. I'd NEVER felt an orgasm like that, never cum so much, and never had such a long lasting affect.
Remembering myself, and the time, I splashed water on my face and straightened my clothes. I grabbed my strawberry shake and ran for the bus. The two of them were in their seats when I got there, chatting. They made room for me to come through as I took my seat by the window. Within seconds, the bus left the Roy Rogers and continued to NYC.
I heard Shay's girlfriend remark that he had something dripping down his lip. I looked at him as he licked it off with his tongue and ate it with a satisfied "Ahhhh..." He told her he was thirsty and got himself a nice milkshake.
"How was it?" she asked.
"Unbelievable!" Shay said.
Sadly, the rest of the ride was uneventful. I fell asleep on the bus and woke up in NYC. Shay and his girlfriend already left and I gathered my belongings and head for the subway still shocked at what had happened.
I tried to focus on something else and was exhausted from the journey and the weekend. I cracked open my book and found a little slip of paper with an email address on it.
Anyway, Tim, that's the story. What'd you think? Every once in a while, after my girlfriend goes home for the night, I think about emailing him...dissatisfied with the way she blows. I've tried to teach her Shays techniques, pretending I saw them in a porno, but she just doesn't get it...and I've biven up. I probably won't call the kid. It was an amazing experience, but I think I could get addicted to it.
Thanks for listening, buddy. Hope your weekend went well too. If not, I've got someone I should introduce you to. :)
------------------------------------------ This story is true, but I changed people's names because I respect their privacy. Write me: trent_81@hotmail.com. Please keep in mind that I'm straight and be discreet with your Subjects. Thanks!