Go GreyHound!

I was just 20 years old, and had just began my long journey by bus from LA all the way across country to Tennessee to spend Christmas with the family. It was Christmas break, and I decided to get away from California for a couple weeks.

Now, one thing about bus trips I guess, is that all the "smokers" hang together and when the bus stops for a long period of time, we all hang in the same area together and shoot the breeze.

Just before leaving CA, the bus made a stop and picked up about 3 new passengers, let off a few and resumed. I had grabbed the very back seat next to the bathroom. It was a great seat because it was longer, and you could stretch out and sleep better than in a regular seat.

Two of the new passengers came all the way to the back of the bus and one sat in the seat on the right side of the aisle (in front of the bathroom) and the other in the seat in front of me.

The guy in the seat in front of the bathroom wore a cowboy hat, tight Wranglers with a large buckle, of course, cowboy boots, and a long sleeve shirt. He was about 6 feet tall, and nicely built - almost bullrider build - maybe in his late 20's.
The guy in front of me was maybe 21, about 5'8 and athletic, wife beater, jeans and a baseball cap.

None of really spoke until the next long stop - smoke break, and so we each got aquainted, and I found out the 'cowboy' - Paul, was headed to San Antonio, and other guy, Bryce was headed to somewhere in Louisiana.

So, the next several stops the three of hung out and smoked our cigs, and founds lots to talk about, and that's when it makes long bus trips a lot more fun.

Fast forward - about 3am, and everyone on the filled bus was fast asleep, most of the overhead lights were off, and it was just the noise of the engine pretty much. I decided it was time for me to catch some sleep, and mentioned to Paul that I was gonna try to get some sleep.
He said he was going to as well, as soon as he was done reading his magazine. I looked across the aisle, and said "What magazine you reading?" He looked back and grinned, "Oh, probably nothing you'd be interested in" and giggled. I said "Well, who knows - lemme see". He passed it over to me.
Oh man! It was a gay porn mag!
I kinda - - thumbed through it, always wanting to actually do something with another guy, but NEVER getting up the nerve, or being in the right situation - including now.....or so I thought....
I handed it back to him - "Very nice" I said - nervously. He smiled.
I then told him I was going to sleep now, and asked him to wake me up at another "Smoke break" stop. He responded - "Sure.....how would you like me to wake you up?" - - oooo man, my answer spilled out before any real thought, "Use your imagination - - - " "Damn! I can't believe I said that!" I thought to myself.

Well.....about 10 or so minutes later, I feel someone sit on the seat with me, and I openned my eyes and saw Paul - cowboy hat and all - looking at me with that look - you know the look - that 'Come to me' look. At this point, I figured - what the hell? I ain't turning back now - - I have to try it - right?

I wasn't quite sure what kind of "trying it" was going to happen on the back seat of a bus full of people....

I was using my new "London Fog" for a blanket of sorts, and he reached over, lifted up the side of the coat facing him, found my upper thigh, then my crotch and started rubbing. Well, I immediately got rock hard. , and enjoying this long anticipated 'guilty pleasure'.

Then Paul lifted up more of coat, and started to unbutton my jeans, then unzipped - - jeeeezeee.

Next thing I know, he dove under the cover of the coat, and burried his face in my crotch and gently started licking my dick. That was probably one of the most incredible feelings of my life. I had never even had a girl - let alone a guy - some stranger - even touch my dick, just me and my right hand!

He promptly went down on me, his warm mouth - up and down. I was in extacy! My breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and I was really trying to be quiet! I didn't want to be caught! Then I realized not only was I getting my first blow job, and by a dude, but also right next to the bathroom on a full bus! Something about all that made this even more incredible!

And being my first time in several categories, it didn't take long for me to shoot my load! I just remember hearing him say "Just let it go" and I did! He swallowed every drop of it and kept sucking - huge orgasm!! WOW!

He didn't imply that he wanted me to blow him or anything either, he was jacking off while he was blowing me, and when he was finished cleaning me up, he got up and went in the bathroom - I am sure to finish himself off.

When he came back out of the bathroom, he gently sat down next to me and whispered in my ear - "Thanks man - I loved that - did you?" I was still quivering, but managed to respond "Oh hell yeah! that was my first time ever too!" nervously giggling. "I could tell" he said.

He went back to his seat.

About an hour later - he came back, sat down and asked if he could do it again! I agreed.....

later that morning we had dropped off about 3/4 of the passengers, and the three of us (Me, Paul and Jason) were in the back talking and then he said it!....Jason (the guy in the seat in front of me) jokingly said he heard something going on last night - behind him - - "Yeeep, what was up with that?" he laughed. - - he then went on saying he was straight, but nothing really suprises or offends him - we all laughed, i was pretty embarassed, but Oh well - - he didn't know me from Adam.

All I know is, I have had a thing for Texas, Cowboys in hats and tight jeans ever since!