Desi Gay Sex Story: Handjob in a busy bus

Desi Gay Sex Story: Handjob in a busy bus

Desi Gay Sex Story:
07th April 2017 (Friday)

It’s a true story and there is no single fiction line in it. It’s my first time experience of getting handjob in bus by a stranger uncle. I hope you like it.
As we completed the major project by yesterday, I decided to go to college and show our android app designed, to our guide. I want to reach college in time so I started from home at 8.30.

I have to go to koti and then take another bus to reach our college. The bus stop from my home is about 2 km away. To get to the main road, it takes me around 20 mins walk. I have a friend who also comes out to go to main road at the same time, I called him on phone so that we can go together. I waited for him at some place, we met and reached main road. As soon as we reached our stop, our bus to koti has arrived.

I looked at my phone for time and its 09:18. I didn’t have a second thought other than getting into the bus. I hopped in and my friend did too. The bus was in ok condition, the boarding steps are at the middle of the bus for men and for women it remained same at the front. It was too rushed and we were standing at the boarding steps. It is so congested that I can’t even breathe. Mostly people tend to stay near the boarding steps which is a narrow space.

People stay so close at that place that even if a person doesn’t hold anything to stand, he will not fall as he is surrounded by people from four sides. The irony is that though there is free space to stand inside, people stay near steps. I decided to move inside and went on to stand beside the first seat on left side of the bus. Within few seconds people around me started adjusting themselves.

Meanwhile our bus reached the next bus stop. Some more people got in. My friend got stuck at the steps of the bus. He didn’t come inside as he didn’t push himself in. I was adjusting myself in sharing the place to hold on to with 50+ years old guy who stood to my left. I was moving myself inside too so that more people can come in and stand freely.

Then a uncle who happens to look like 40+ years old came in and stood to my right. He is white, has a good looking face, around 5.9 feet tall, has a muscular body and a small round belly. His face looks big when compared to my face. He has a big nose and his lips are also big which looks like a perfect match to his nose and of course to his face. He is holding onto a cover in which he has some documents. He has a nokia mobile inside his shirt pocket. As the front seat is just beside the entrance of the bus.

There are two black poles to hold onto above the steps. First I stood in a position where I’d hold onto pole with my right hand and leave my left hand down. As I moved inside, this uncle stood in my previous position where he is holding onto the pole with his right and the cover he brought with his Ieft. I now was holding the bar hanging on top with my left hand and right hand is free. The oldman to my left is uncomfortable with me as my left hand when holding the bar is touching him.

The uncle to my right is now holding the bar of the front seat with his left hand where his cover was hanged to the three fingers of his hand and his thumb and index finger were placed on the bar. If you could clearly imagine, he can’t place his three fingers down as it will drop the cover so they were pointed upwards. We all faced to the left side of the bus.

If the bus driver uses brakes we fall front touching the person sitting on seats with our lower body, mostly with our penis. In my case I fall front touching uncles three fingers. It happened and my penis touched his fingers. I thought it was his cover.

I didn’t looked down to know what my penis is getting touched to. I moved my body to my left to prevent getting touched. His fingers were still touching. So the third time with a feeling of arousal Imoved to my left. Still I could feel something getting touched. I don’t know what happened but my penis is getting harder. I had a feeling to move out of bus.

I didn’t. Instead I decided not to fall front. We passed two stops and third stop came. Some boys behind me want to get down. I moved back and three boys passed from front of me. Then I moved front, now holding the bar on top with my right hand. This time I could sense something moving to touch my penis. I kinda resisted, my biceps were touching his shoulder.

He rubbed his face and ears to my biceps. I think he is getting pleasure in doing that. Maybe he is getting arousal. I moved back again. This time he moved his hand with force to grab my thing. He had it. He pulled it. I was in a statute position and I couldn’t move my body.

He grabbed it once again, pulled from bottom to top. My penis is pumping now. It bulged and it became easier for him to grab it. Another stop reached and a person from back want to get down. He went to get down crossing us. Then started the play. He started giving me handjob. He took my penis and moved it to side and started pressing it. He held my dick head with his two fingers and pressed it.

Two more stops, I’ll have to get down. He knows it too. The bus was moving fast and there was lot of movement inside, people were moving, bending over others. He took it as a chance and made a quick rhythm with my cock moving in and out. My body became cold or i felt like that. It was a feeling I could never forget.

My hands were numb. I don’t know whether to move them near my cock and help him do the thing. Unknowingly my left hand slowly moved to my cock but my cock was in his hand. I pressed my hand onto his. He felt it and gave me a nice jerk movement to my cock with his hand. He released my cock. But my cock was still pumping and beating like a heart to get more of it.

He held it again, now my cock began to make movement. He sensed it and gave me the final blow. He didn’t know my penis ejaculated, he tried to hold it tight. Then came another stop, where I unfortunately moved inside and people inside started moving outside to get down.

My friend who was near footboard, came inside and stood beside me. He asked me a question about my college, but my eyes were looking for the uncle and my mind looking for the answer. I found uncle outside the bus and he was buying something in a shop. He looked inside to find me. I was looking at him already. We both had a glance while I was speaking to my friend and also thinking about whether I should also get down.

I didn’t understand whether he mistakenly got down at that stop or he intentionally did that. I was thinking about whether I should take it
forward by getting down or just leave the thought and move on. I couldn’t decide. Meanwhile we reached the last stop. My friend and I got down. We were moving towards patancheru bus stop. My friend waved bye to me and went inside OU medical college to attend his classes.

Hot and steamy desi gay sex story of a young college student narrating his first handjob by an uncle on a crowded bus!

I moved forward and stood in my stop for a couple of minutes, thinking about the opportunity I missed. I took courage and a leap of faith that I could find him again in chaderghat, the bus stop he got
down. It was around 09:40 I got down in koti and started to go back at 09:45 and reached the bus stop in 7 minutes. I got down the bus, crossed the road and looked for him in the stop. He was not there, but I could still remember his desperate eyes looking at me when he got down the bus and I was still inside.

All I remember now is his face with summer sweat flowing down his face when he touched my penis for the first time. I looked at his eyes when he did that, he moved his eyes as if he was trying to see me to know whether I am looking at him. I could still feel the warmth of his body touching me and his hand holding my penis. It’s a rare feeling and I experienced it, but only for one time. I wish I meet him once again and get to know about him, but this time if we meet again there will be two hands doing its job.