The Bus Ride

Author's note: This story is set in 1972 as the "sexual revolution" continued from the 1960's. Society morals where the only acceptable sexual activity was between a man and a woman in a monogamous marriage were changing. While morals were changing, many states still had laws against "unnatural carnal sex" such as homosexuality, anal sex and oral sex that were enforced. The main character is in the U. S. Military with very strict rules against homosexual acts, with the key phrase in military speak of "penetration however slight was cause for offense."

The Bus Ride

It was a warm evening in early June as I finished a week's leave after graduating from Bootcamp at the Naval Training Center Great Lakes. My next duty station would be electronics training for my Navy rating. I was traveling from my home town in the east to my next duty station on the west coast.

The bus station was crowded this Monday night, the ticket agent told me the Senicruiser would be departing soon and to find seat in the departure waiting room until the departure was announced. I was amazed at the variety of people in the station, it seemed as if I was the only 18-year-old traveling tonight. So many thoughts were going through my head, as I tried to take in all the sights and sounds of the station. I jumped when I heard the boarding announcement, this was my first long distance bus trip, in fact my first bus trip not in a yellow school bus.

The speakers in the waiting room blared: "Route 132 for Saint Louis and points West is now boarding through door one, passengers for route 132 proceed to door one. The Scenicruiser bus will depart the station at the scheduled 9 PM departure time in 15 minutes."

As an eighteen-year-old serviceman, the past six months of my life was filled with firsts, leaving home for boot camp near Chicago, flying on a commercial airline, the rigorous military discipline and learning how to live in a military organization to name a few. A week ago, I was graduating from boot camp and on leave in my home town in rural Virginia. Now I was traveling to my duty station on the west coast by bus. The trip was scheduled to last about five days and would prove to be most interesting.

I was not traveling in uniform, but my green seabag and boot camp buzz haircut left no doubt I was in the military. In 1972 with the Vietnam war protests and the anti-war sentiment in the United States it was recommended for servicemen to not travel in uniform. While I was not too concerned, I did not want to do anything that would make me stand out as a member of the armed forces. Of course my short hair was telling, as most of the other men in line to board the bus had the long hair styles of the day.

The bus, a two level Senicruiser, was half full, most of the seats in the lower level were taken (closer to the restroom). There were plenty of seats available in the upper section, but I still took a seat in the back row hoping for some privacy. Things looked great for me to have the last row of seats to myself. Since it was my first bus ride, I had not thought about the noise of the engine. Others had, because most people wanted to avoid sitting in the back of the bus where the diesel motor was located. Nobody was sitting in any of the back four rows and I was feeling confident of having some space. That is until the last person to board walked directly back to the back row and sat three seats from me. Apparently, he was having the same thoughts of getting away from the people and relaxing in relative solitude.

The first leg of my journey was an 18-hour trip arriving in Saint Louis at 3 PM the next day. After placing my backpack in the seat next to me, I got ready for the long ride by pulling a transistor radio out of my rucksack, connecting the earplug. I found a FM station with a strong signal then laid back in the seat and got comfortable. Scanning around the bus, the guy close to me was putting away his backpack and getting settled in as well. We had some privacy since there were no others were within four rows of us. As the driver warmed up the bus, I found the noise of the diesel engine was not bad at all. Promptly at 9 PM the driver dimmed the interior lights and pulled away from the station for the overnight drive to St Louis.

I glanced over to the guy next to me, noticing he was about my age and we made eye contact. He smiled and nodded to me and I returned the smile to be polite, then reclined the seat as far as possible. All I wanted to do was sleep for a while, it had been a long day. The vibrations of the bus on the highway and the light hum of the diesel engine lulled me into a relaxed state. As I closed my eyes, the tensions of the past four months of boot camp seemed to fade away into oblivion as the bus headed west. For the first time in a long while I began to relax and enjoy the trip.

Soon, I began to think about saying goodbye to my girlfriend the previous night. We both were over 18 and we were planning on getting married after my yearlong electronics training. Last night I wanted to have sex with her for the first time as a show of our love and dedication during the year separation. My girlfriend however had a different idea, she did not want to lose her virginity before her wedding night, so we did not start any sexual activity. So much for good intentions, what started out as a polite goodbye kiss evolved into a two-hour touching and feeling marathon with both of us experiencing two or three orgasms each. We used our hands to give each other as much pleasure as possible and while there was no oral sex or intercourse, there was lots of kissing, petting and masturbation. As a virile 18-year-old sailor, I was only partially satisfied and I went home with a set of blue balls, wanting more but not getting more.

As I began to relax on the bus, my thoughts of course returned to the heavy petting night before, my cock responded to the memories of the past 24 hours beginning to get hard. It felt good as I was using my fingers to gently rub myself through my pants. I felt tightness in my jeans as my erection grew, I needed to move my penis to a more comfortable position. Since it was dark in the bus, I thought I could move my dick without being noticed. Glancing over at the guy close to me, I saw he was not looking my way. I quickly moved my dick to a more comfortable position. Now that I was more comfortable, it did not take long to fall asleep while continuing to move my fingers over my growing erection.

I was dreaming of my girlfriend giving a most sensual cock massage when I felt a hand moving up and down my leg then gently rubbing my cock through my pants. I was not sure if I was dreaming or awake but it felt great. When the hand took hold of my cock squeezing gently, I woke up and turned to see that someone was in the seat next to me and was touching me in a most sensual way. The gentle pressure on my cock reminded me of last night and my cock was getting harder causing me to moan with pleasure.

Without thinking, I did not move while enjoying the pleasurable touching in my groin area. After a few minutes, I opened my eyes to see the guy on the back row of seats had moved to the seat next to me. He was slowly and sensuously moving his left hand over my cock and using his right hand to unbuckle my belt and open my pants. It was as if I were paralyzed and unable to do anything but enjoy the pleasure he was giving me, much like my girlfriend did the previous evening.

After opening my pants fly, I lifted my butt off the seat allowing him to pull my pants down to my knees. He then took my very hard cock into his hand and slowly stroked me. At the time I was in pleasure heaven and imagined it was my girlfriend's hands on me without even thinking about the fact that I was allowing another man free and open access to my cock.

I felt a light kiss on my cheek and a soft voice said "I'm Mike and your cock is so thick and feels wonderful. I hope you like what I am doing."

"I'm Ray and I am enjoying this very much and your will have my cum all over the place if you keep this up."

To which Mike replied, "Ummmmm, then I need to make sure I get all of your cum before it shoots all over the bus."

Mike lifted the armrest between our seats moving down to kiss and lick all over my cock. It was like a jolt of electricity shooting throughout my body each time his wet tongue touched me down there. I was a virgin, having never experienced any sexual activity beyond a clumsy hand job and never had anyone kissing or licking me down there. The tip of his tongue moved all around my cock head (yes, I am circumcised) and I thought I would explode as he licked and sucked on the sensitive frenulum area.

Then I felt his warm lips go over my cock as he began to suck while moving his lips up and down my shaft. It felt like he was trying to suck all the cum out of my balls. My arousal grew as he kept sucking and my cock got harder as my orgasm approached. I have fantasized about receiving a blow job my entire life and now the sensations experienced as Mike's mouth continued to move up and down the entire length of my cock exceeded any fantasy I ever had.

The fact that a man was giving me this wonderful experience made it even more surreal. My girlfriend always refused to even kiss me down there saying it was dirty and repulsive. She would not even look at my cum after a hand job making me clean up the mess on my own. Now I was feeling the cum rise in my cock as Mike continued to suck. At the same time, I started thinking about how it would feel if I took him in my mouth.

As he continued to move his mouth up and down the length of my cock, Mike moved a hand up my shirt teasing and pinching my nipple. Then he slowed down his sucking making sure we both would enjoy the pleasure of his oral and nipple play. After ten minutes of this pleasure, Mike began to move his tongue faster over my cock enhancing the sucking action and bringing me closer to orgasm.

I knew I could not last much longer so I quietly told Mike that I would be cumming soon. Mike only nodded and kept up the assault on my cock. Suddenly my cock got much harder and the cum began shooting directly in his hot mouth. I shot about five strong pumps into his mouth and he swallowed almost all of it keeping my dick in his mouth as my erection subsided.

When I was completely soft, Mike sat up reaching out to turn my head to face him and kissed me passionately opening his lips to push his tongue into my mouth. I pushed my tongue into his mouth as well, sensing a noticeable taste in his mouth as our tongues danced together. Not sure what the taste was, but the overall feeling of his lips and tongue in my mouth was a pleasant sensation. I knew then I wanted to find out how it felt to have a cock in my mouth as we continued the sensual kiss.

Reaching over to touch Mike's body, I began to move my hand over his hard cock feeling the hard flesh through his pants. When he felt me reaching out to touch him, Mike unbuckled his pants pulling them down to his knees. Without hesitation, I moved my hand down and began to explore his hard penis. My first sensation was amazement at how hot the soft skin felt.

Even after many hours of masturbation, I thought I knew what a cock would feel like. Yet, here I was exploring another man's cock and it felt entirely different from my cock. When I looked down in the dim light of the bus his erection looked very similar to my own cock and I could not turn my head away.

Looking down, I studied his cock with my eyes as my hand was exploring the pronounced glans and the smooth shaft all the way down to his scrotum. I felt the weight of the balls as I continued to watch closely as my hand moved over areas at the base of his cock that I could never see on my own body. I could smell the musky aroma as I massaged his perineum making his cock grow harder. A drop of precum gently pushed out of the opening at the head of his cock. The entire sensory experience felt right, how could anything that felt this good be bad?

What happened next surprised even me as I bent over and used my tongue to lick the precum from the head of his dick, continuing the exploration with my tongue. The musky smell was much stronger with my face this close to his cock and I could smell Mike's arousal. After licking all around his glans I took his cock into my mouth while gently sucking and exploring with my tongue. I heard a moan above me as he moved his hips forward trying to push his cock deeper into my mouth.

It felt natural to have Mike's cock in my mouth and I began to move my head up and down while sucking as his cock continued to get harder. While the taste was unfamiliar, it was a pleasant musky salty taste. I was moving my tongue to help create a sucking action. From the feeling of his cock starting to get harder, I knew he would cum soon if I continued sucking him.

I wanted to continue the pleasure I was feeling so I stopped my sucking for a moment or two but kept his cock in my mouth to prolong the time before he came. At the same time, I continued to fondle his scrotum feeling his balls and the root of his penis. Little did I know at the time, my actions were driving Mike crazy. My focus was only on how much I was enjoying myself.

Mike was so aroused he took my head in his hands and began fucking my mouth by thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. The head of his cock hit the back of my mouth with each thrust and I kept my lips sealed over his cock creating a suction as he pulled the head of his cock back to my lips. I pulled my mouth off his cock and said, "please slow down a little, I want take some time before you cum."

Moving my head back down, I moved to his nut sack taking one ball then the other into my mouth while my tongue licked his perineum. After sucking his balls, I began moving my tongue up his cock, taking his cock deep into my mouth then moving my tongue back down to his scrotum. For several minutes I kept repeating this tongue/mouth action, enjoying the oral sensations I was feeling before I started to continuously suck faster and deeper.

I could sense that he was breathing faster and his cock was getting much harder, I knew Mike was close to cuming. He took his hands off my head and pushed his hips forward moving his cock deep into my mouth. I thought he was giving me the opportunity to take his cock out of my mouth as he shot his load. I kept sucking because I wanted to feel his cum shooting into my mouth and to taste his cum as it ran down my throat.

I had a mini-orgasm as his cum shot into my mouth and I realized that cum was delicious. Without thinking I began to swallow each shot of cum gushing out of his cock. He finished shooting cum too soon for me and I kept his deflating cock in my mouth to make sure I got all of his sweet seed.

After he was completely soft and his cock slipped from my mouth, I sat up and pulled Mike's lips to mine and kissed him deeply. Then I whispered in his ear, "I want to do that again soon."

Mike replied, "That would be nice, it was the best blowjob I have ever had and would love another! But I need to rest a while before the next go round."

"Me too, a rest would be nice, but can you rest here next to me?" I asked.

"I would like that very much." said Mike.

We helped each other pull up our pants and get everything buttoned up and comfortable. The arm rest remained up as we moved closer to each other and cuddling as much as possible for two people to cuddle on a bus.

As the bus was passing through a small town in western Virginia I fell asleep next to Mike with the taste of his cum in my mouth and my hand on his leg. As I slipped into sleep, I was thinking how wonderful it was to have man to man sex, almost as great as my fantasies of sex with a woman. While the term bisexual was not used in 1972, I was confused and wondering if the past hour proved that I was gay, not straight. What I was not thinking was the impact of my actions as it applied to the military Uniform Code of Military Justice.

Thanks for reading my story, let me know if your liked it or not