The bus stop
The following is purely fiction. Enjoy
Near the street I grew up, there was a bus stop. At the bus stop was this shitty little metal box to stand in. I remember when I was younger, we used to smoke in it.
So one night, I'm in my room, trolling for porn. I was looking at women at first but slowly my thoughts started to lean towards cock. You see I was still struggling with the idea I might be bi but thinking about cock excited me. So, there I am, in my room and a silly idea popped into my head.
The bus stop. What if I went down there with a marker and wrote something like, if you are looking for a no strings attached, free gay blowjob, be here at 2am. So I did just that. I wrote the statement and figured, I'll never have the courage to do it, It will just excite me to know it's there to be read.
First couple a nights, I think about checking it but decide not too. One night, I think, well, whats the harm of just driving by to check if someone was there at 2 am. If there is, I'm not really going to do it, I tell myself. It will just be exciting to see. Extra added bonus, maybe he might actually see me drive by.
Two nights in a row, no show. I go home a little disappointed. The third night. Someone is there. Holly shit what do I do? I keep driving, i gotta go back and look again. I circle the block and check it out again. This time i swear he looks at me but i keep driving. I park around the corner and just think. Maybe hes just waiting for the bus. Maybe it has nothing to do with what i wrote. But if it is, hes waiting, getting impatient. I decide, I'll go check it out. Just go and act natural. If he asks, just tell him your waiting for the bus. I muster all the courage I have, get out of my car and walk to the bus stop.
As I near the box, the guys eyes are glued to me. I can feel him staring as I walk closer. Fuck, he knows, what do I do, bail? No, this is too much fun, I think, I want to keep going.
As soon as I walk up, the man wastes no time. He looks me right in the eye and asked, you the cock sucker? Shocked I blurt out yet yes. Oh fuck, what did I just do. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. Oh fuck, I gotta get out of here. I'm not gay. This is a huge mistake. Speaking of huge, wow his cock is big. Not like super but a good 7 inches at least. Hes rock hard, and so am I. He looks and says you gonna suck it or not bitch? It was the word bitch that did it because at that moment, I knew that that is what I wanted to be. A bitch, a cock sucking little fagot bitch.
This is happening, I get to my knees and I start stroking his cock. I look at his balls and I feel compelled to lick them, so I do. I'm on my knees at a bus stop, and my tongue is tasting balls. I suck his balls for a bit longer, then turn my attention to his dick. His big beautiful cock with the head I wanted to lick like a lolly pop. So I do. This is a strange man, and I'm sucking his cock, my first cock but at that moment I hope not the last. I lick and suck and suck and lick until he looks like hes going to cum. What do I do, should I swallow his load, is that safe? Is any of this safe? It didn't matter because while this inner struggle was going on, his jiz was already filling my mouth and before I could even think twice, I swallowed it, then some more, then after I swallow a second time my mouth is filled with a third load.
Hes pulls his still twitching cock out of my mouth and some cum lands on my face. He just zips up, looks at me and says, that was fun, same time tomorrow night? I'll bring a friend. As he walks away, the taste of cum still in my mouth. I wonder what I started.
Near the street I grew up, there was a bus stop. At the bus stop was this shitty little metal box to stand in. I remember when I was younger, we used to smoke in it.
So one night, I'm in my room, trolling for porn. I was looking at women at first but slowly my thoughts started to lean towards cock. You see I was still struggling with the idea I might be bi but thinking about cock excited me. So, there I am, in my room and a silly idea popped into my head.
The bus stop. What if I went down there with a marker and wrote something like, if you are looking for a no strings attached, free gay blowjob, be here at 2am. So I did just that. I wrote the statement and figured, I'll never have the courage to do it, It will just excite me to know it's there to be read.
First couple a nights, I think about checking it but decide not too. One night, I think, well, whats the harm of just driving by to check if someone was there at 2 am. If there is, I'm not really going to do it, I tell myself. It will just be exciting to see. Extra added bonus, maybe he might actually see me drive by.
Two nights in a row, no show. I go home a little disappointed. The third night. Someone is there. Holly shit what do I do? I keep driving, i gotta go back and look again. I circle the block and check it out again. This time i swear he looks at me but i keep driving. I park around the corner and just think. Maybe hes just waiting for the bus. Maybe it has nothing to do with what i wrote. But if it is, hes waiting, getting impatient. I decide, I'll go check it out. Just go and act natural. If he asks, just tell him your waiting for the bus. I muster all the courage I have, get out of my car and walk to the bus stop.
As I near the box, the guys eyes are glued to me. I can feel him staring as I walk closer. Fuck, he knows, what do I do, bail? No, this is too much fun, I think, I want to keep going.
As soon as I walk up, the man wastes no time. He looks me right in the eye and asked, you the cock sucker? Shocked I blurt out yet yes. Oh fuck, what did I just do. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. Oh fuck, I gotta get out of here. I'm not gay. This is a huge mistake. Speaking of huge, wow his cock is big. Not like super but a good 7 inches at least. Hes rock hard, and so am I. He looks and says you gonna suck it or not bitch? It was the word bitch that did it because at that moment, I knew that that is what I wanted to be. A bitch, a cock sucking little fagot bitch.
This is happening, I get to my knees and I start stroking his cock. I look at his balls and I feel compelled to lick them, so I do. I'm on my knees at a bus stop, and my tongue is tasting balls. I suck his balls for a bit longer, then turn my attention to his dick. His big beautiful cock with the head I wanted to lick like a lolly pop. So I do. This is a strange man, and I'm sucking his cock, my first cock but at that moment I hope not the last. I lick and suck and suck and lick until he looks like hes going to cum. What do I do, should I swallow his load, is that safe? Is any of this safe? It didn't matter because while this inner struggle was going on, his jiz was already filling my mouth and before I could even think twice, I swallowed it, then some more, then after I swallow a second time my mouth is filled with a third load.
Hes pulls his still twitching cock out of my mouth and some cum lands on my face. He just zips up, looks at me and says, that was fun, same time tomorrow night? I'll bring a friend. As he walks away, the taste of cum still in my mouth. I wonder what I started.
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