The bus moved off and I adjusted my t-shirt to cover my crotch and hide my growing erection. He was gorgeous and I really wanted to just stare at him and take in all the details of his smooth features and honed body.

It didn’t help that he seemed to be looking in my direction quite a lot as well.

He quickly pulled up his trousers again and stood up, moving across to my side of the bus. I still had my trousers open and I was about to fasten them up again but he stopped me by placing his hand over mine. Should I get off the bus and run away before this went too far? I was captivated by the stunning beauty of this guy.

Instead he again opened his trousers and slid them down to his knees. The fact that he had the biggest cock I had ever seen multiplied my desire to have him by ten.

Today, under my sweatshirt, I was wearing a plain black t-shirt.

it was quite baggy and pulled it out of my trousers to help with the ventilation.

He moved towards the back of the bus glancing at the other passengers, trying to decide where to sit.

He looked at me and I quickly looked away, hoping that he wouldn’t notice that I had been staring at him.

His middle finger slid into the crevice between my cheeks and touched the sensitive spot at the base of my spine. With his other hand he lifted the waistband of his underwear and for the first time I saw the smooth shiny head of his exposed rod of flesh.

He pulled the waistband farther down exposing his full length and hooked it under his swollen balls.

He spotted an empty seat, across the isle from me, and casually swung himself into it, sitting at an angle with his back to the window and half facing me.