Man! It was great!!!!

Man! It was great!!!!

The week began with a wonderful experience in the bus. The Monday morning was always stressful. Today was no different. I got to the bus stand and found this bus waiting there. I got into the bus wasting no time. I could find no seat empty. I found these North-Indian guys (4 of them) sitting. One guy (the hottest among the four) had his hand across the neck of the guy sitting next to him. I was tempted to stand next to these guys but that would mean, I have to let his fingers touch my body. That would undoubtedly result in my cock getting erect and attracting attention from everyone around me in the bus. I cannot take that risk.

In a few minutes, I found myself looking at this young man. He was about 5’8’’ tall, dark and good-looking. He was wearing red color shirt and white/cream color pants. He was standing before me…. More to the side of ladies side of the bus. I thought he was there to for some girl. I got distracted by a not-so-attractive guy, who kept pushing his butts on me. I did not want to guess whether that was accidental or deliberate. I just wanted to get out of that situation. I turned around. Not completely though. I was facing the front of the bus with one hand holding the bar on top and the other holding the seat to my right.

I don’t remember what I was thinking when I felt some movement to my left. It was that guy (the good-looking one). He was standing closer to me. Without warning, my cock grew hard. It was something I have no control over. I did not try to hide it because unless someone takes pain to bend down to see, it wouldn’t be visible. In fact, that guy did just that. Well, not exactly though. He did look down and I followed his eyes to my crotch. That suggested that he was probably interested. Then, he kept his hand in the same seat which I was holding. He did not touch me but he kept held on to that part of the seat which was close to my body – my crotch to be precise. I did not want to jump to any conclusions and decided to wait. My hard on never subsided and I could see from the corner of my eyes that he was noticing it. He was actually moving his fingers all the more closer, as close as he could. I let myself go when the bus stopped. He felt my erection.

He did not move his hands and in fact moved it further to touch me again and again. I let go of my inhibitions and allowed him to feel it. He came closer to me. I could not let this go on as the movements of his hand were quite visible to many men sitting in the bus. I moved back to let him come more closer and give some space for him to touch me.

It started with some touches. Then, fondling, groping. Within minutes he realized that I liked it and he was feeling my cock without any shyness. I enjoyed it. But his bag was not very effective in hiding this. I did not want anybody watching me in such a situation. Worse still, his fingers found their way to the zipper. I quickly moved to let him know that I cannot take the risk of exposing in the bus. Fondling and groping continued for a few more minutes. Then he turned around and faced me. I liked this face to face position. In fact, I loved it. But, in that not-so-crowded bus, I was not able to derive all the pleasures of being so close face to face, chest to chest, crotch to crotch with a young good-looking guy who fits very well into the guy of my dreams. As the bus moved, he was rubbing his cock on me. Interestingly, I could not feel the outline of his cock. But I felt something hard. Couldn’t make out anything in that situation. He was actually making a humping motion. It was great.

Unfortunately, we had to break that contact and back to fondling and groping. I never touched his crotch. I do not know whether he did not want me to or is it that the situation just didn’t favour that. At T nagar, the north-indians got down and the seats were empty. I had to occupy it. I knew the bus would be emptier for some time and decided not to test my luck any further. This meant, I had to disappoint him. I thought he would at least come and stand next to me and let me feel his thighs and his cock. He did not. I looked outside and thought how great those few minutes felt. I looked back at the place and I did not find him. He probably got down.

How I wish I meet him again? How strongly I desire taking this out of the bus and into our life????????

Found on the net!!!

Found this on the world wide web.
Hope you enjoy this as much as I did.

Found on the net!!!

Found this on the world wide web.
Hope you enjoy this as much as I did.

my crush

I am going to describe the guy I have crush on.

He is about 5 ft 8 inches tall, fair and slim. He has a wonderful smile. I can’t say that his smile is his best asset because he is just too beautiful. He has a hairy body. I have seen him only fully dressed. So, can’t say what that fabric hides. I know that he is hairy because I could find a lot of hair at the upper chest that managed to spot one day. Actually, he is not too hairy. I suppose, there is just enough to get me arouse me.

Frankly, I don’t know much about him as a person. This is what I think of him. He is simple and does not have any attitude issues. He is quite confident and seems to like being optimistic. He looks calm composed and masculine. But while talking to him you can’t avoid noticing his gestures and tone that are feminine to some extent. Such feminine features is a turn off for me, but in this guy, it seems to accentuate his beauty. He is an exception. Or, is it because that’s what pulled me closer to him… the possibility of him being gay??????

For a few days, I felt the irresistible urge to be with him always. I thought he was also showing some interest. Actually, I thought I loved him but then realized that it was just a crush. One day, I spotted him with a guy. He was explicitly feminine. I was not very attractive. Although I did not like the intrusion, I sat with them and tried to talk. I noticed that this intruder could not get his eyes off of HIM. I was not jealous but I just did not like it. What bothered me was the fact that he did not pay me any attention but showed in interest in talking about a girl with that guy. Obviously, I didn’t like it. Then, I don’t feel the same about him. He does arouse me still. I think I don’t love him.

something nice after all............

Dude! It was great! After a boring week, I’ve got some memories to cherish for a few more days. It was what I experienced in the bus today.

It was not as perfect as a fantasy. But it was nice nevertheless.

As soon as I got into that bus, a guy got in. He was dark and handsome. He was wearing a cream color t shirt and carrying a blue bag. He also had a plastic cover in his hand. Although he did not look like a model, he was quite attractive. The bus was not crowded and I managed to stay away from him. He eventually came and stood next to me.

Within minutes, a guy got into the bus. He did not look decent. He was terribly unattractive. He stood before me with his hips too close to my crotch. Every now and then, he would rub his body on my crotch pretending that he was giving way to others. I didn’t like it. He then turned around and got his crotch so close to my hand. It was too much to handle. I turned around. He seemed to have got the message and he got out of the bus.

After turning around, I realized that a good-looking guy was standing next to me. To my left. He was fair and wore red t shirt with white stripes. He was standing closer to me but there was no contact. Within a few minutes, the bus took off and it got crowded. He came closer to me. I tried my best to keep my crotch away from him. You see, I don’t know whether this guy was gay or he is interested in anything hard between the thighs.

Gradually he came too close and his butts felt my crotch a few times. He probably felt my erection. He did not move away. But he was trying to feel it more often. When I was sure he liked it, I allowed him to feel my erection fully. He came even closer and felt my cock. It went on for sometime. Then, I realized that the other guy, the dark attractive guy was standing just behind me now. I felt his chest and thighs but not his crotch. He kept his hand there and I was not able to feel it. Not that I tried too hard. The bus was crowded and I had to let my butts touch him. It was nice anyways.

It was nice feeling his chest and have his face so close

nothing too exciting!

travelling in the buses can be less torturous if there were fewer disgusting old men with their revolting pot bellies trying to sqeeze you from all sides.
how cruel would it be if such a frat prevents a hunk from getting closer to you???
i saw this doctor. I didn't visit him. I just happened to see him. He was probably in his early 30s. Very handsome. Thats probably the only nice thing that happened today.

depression!!

How deep is depression? thats probably what i was trying to measure today. Don't know why i ventured into this. may be checking out the profiles of so many guys excited me so much that i fell into this phase. afterall every action has an equal and opposite reaction.
Balance is always maintained.
Life is intriguing!!!!!!

boringgggggg

oh such a boring day.........
i watched a movie on pix. its called No escape... escape from ..... something. i don't remember. its got tis wonderful plot. a group of men find themselves on this island, separated from the mainland, highly protected.... they are prisoners in facct. there is no woman there. atleast i cudn't see any.
its a perfect setting for a gay movie. to explore the bondage between young healthy men. but the movie is abt some boring stuff.
but the hero was sexy. in fact, the bad guy was too hot. he would be a great homosexual. pity, i don't know their names.
i had to masturbate looking at the hero trying to rescue his friend who by the way would have very easily been his lover. he after all kills himself for the hero.
its wasn't a very bad movie afterall. may be alittle more intimacy between guys and a little more of shower scenes or guys making out.. you know such things .... would have made it more enjoyable.