�I�m sorry sir, but the next bus to your destination doesn�t leave for two hours.� Said the ticket agent �Feel free to wait in the lounge, there�s a T.V. in there.
Thanks, but no thanks.
I�d spent the day in New York visiting some friends who were attending college. I hate big city driving, and parking is always an expensive nightmarish experience there so I�d opted for the bus. Unfortunately, I�d miss the last one by about 4 minutes, so now I had two hour to kill in a city that I�d already spent three days in and had seen all that I cared to see. It was early evening, and the brutal august sun had dipped behind the tall gray buildings so at least taking a walk would be tolerable.

Standing on the corner outside of the Bonanza Terminal was a beautiful blond boy of about 18 years old. He had a cap on backwards, low riding grungy jeans and his shirt was off and thrown over a shoulder revealing an incredibly cut and chiseled physique that I could barely take my eyes away from. Thanking god that I was wearing sunglasses and that he couldn�t see my eyes bugging out of my head. I paused for a moment pretending that I wasn�t sure which way to walk so I could continue to ogle this beautiful kid. I had my camera with me and wished that I could inconspicuously take a photo of him to cherish forever. I walked by him and he nodded to me



�Wassup, man?� he asked in a deep sexy voice. �Hey, can you help a dude out? I�m a little short for a bus ticket home� his beautiful eyes bored into mine. �Sorry, I�m broke,� I lied. Two twenty dollar bills sat neatly folded in my pocket. �No problem, �he said, jamming his hands into his pockets so his jeans slid down even further revealing the top of his pubic hair. He followed me for about five blocks, and finally I turned around and stopped. He swaggered up to me, flashing a million dollar smile and I fucking melted.



�You a hustler?� I boldly asked He explained that he was an �Entertainer� and had private clients that he traveled short distances to see. He stressed that he did not �work the streets� He was in a bind because the client he came here to see stood him up and he had no way or no money to get home now. �You play� he asked. �Yeah, but I don�t PAY� I answered Not giving up easily he said� Look, I�m $23 short for a bus ticket home if you help me out I�ll do anything you want.� Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm������.. I�d certainly blown twenty dollars on more stupid thing- and the kid seemed sincere

�Where would we go?� I asked. �Hmm, good question.� He replied, and then looked across the street and said �Hold on a minute.�
He ran across the busy street, almost getting hit by a taxi. After a brief conversation with a woman that looked like a hooker, he came back. �That Ho just told me that two blocks from here there�s a guy that�ll let us fuck around in his delivery yard, but he likes to watch through a window

Now if you know me, you know how little it bothers me to be watched.

We found the old decaying storefront on a back alley. The kid went inside. �Yeah I know, watch all you fucking want!� I heard him tell the owner. My new friend came out and motioned with his head,� Back here� We entered a small back alley crowded with dumpsters and found a little niche near a door and a window. I could faintly see an older man staring out of the dirty glass window slightly above us.

�Twenty three dollars, right?� he asked �Yeah, but I wanna take a couple of photos of you.� I said �Okay, but if you take one of my dick, my face can�t be in the same shot. I don�t want to be recognized on the internet.� �Can I also take one with your clothes on?� I asked almost pleading. I wanted to remember his gorgeous face. �Yeah, sure, whatever. Let�s do this.



He peeled off his jeans as comfortably and uninhibited as if he were undressing in his bedroom. �C�mon� he said �What are you gonna do, just stand there?� �What do you like to do?� I stammered, sounding like a stupid kid. �ANYTHING you WANT� he answered �You�re my ticket back home, dude.�

He stepped forward and while staring directly into my eyes he unbuttoned my slacks and unzipped my fly. He slid his hand in and began playing with my stiffening cock. I began to kiss his neck, which tasted of salty sweat, and wondered if he was into kissing at all. I could feel his hard cock poking suggestively into my thigh and I reached down and grabbed it. He moaned softly, and then grabbed my head and began kissing me almost ferociously using his tongue to seek out every inch of my wanting mouth. I pulled away-only for lack of breath and sank to me knees. Before my face was the most gorgeous blood gorged cock I had ever seen, and if you know ANYTHING about cocks, you know what I mean. There are HAND models? This kid could have been a cock model. About 8 inches of exquisite rock hard boy meat slid slowly into my mouth and down my throat in one smooth motion. He leaned back against the brick wall with his head tilted back and let out a low deep moan.

�Now THAT�S what I�m talking about� he said softly.
I continued slowly sucking his fantastic cock, not wanting him to cum too quickly. Every time I deep throated his cock I could smell his sweet young crotch sweat and his bush tickled my nose. He was running his hand through my hair, and once in a while would bend down and kiss me passionately only to push me back down upon his hard cock. He began to grind his pelvis against my face keeping with the rhythm of my mouth sliding up and down his rock hard piece. I started to swish my tongue around quickly, and his body quivered for a moment and he moaned loudly. I stopped, not wanting him to cum this soon.

�Don�t worry dude, it takes a lot more that that to make me shoot� he said. Music to my ears. He pushed me down on his cock once again and told me to suck it a little bit faster, which I did. I glanced up at him. His beautiful boyish face was tilted back in ecstasy while both of his hands ran up and down his cut torso, caressing himself and every so often a hand would linger on of his nipples and he�d give it a squeeze. I was so into this kid that I couldn�t tell you I�d been sucking his cock for 5 minutes or 5 years.

Suddenly, he pulled me to my feet, looked at me with his steel blue serious eyes and said �Your turn, dude� He started by licking and sucking on my balls, then slowly working his way up the shaft of my cock to the head where he licked away the leaking pre cum. �Sweet spooge� he said, as he took the head of my cock into his mouth and began to slowly suck it and tease it with a darting tongue. I began to moan, maybe a little too loud for our outside location, but the horns, sirens and sound of the city would certainly drown out any noise I could possibly make. He started sucking me more enthusiastically while he jerked on his own stiff pole. This kid was GOOD; I mean REALLY good. He seemed to enjoy what he was doing a great deal.

He came off my cock for a moment and stuck his middle finger into his mouth, covering it with his hot wet saliva. Again he went down on my cock and the momentary pause in action only heightened my cock�s sensitivity. I could feel his sopping wet finger toying with my ass, and when he reached the hole he slowly slid it all the way in. He began twisting it about inside of me as if searching for something, and then he found what I now believe to be my prostate of some obscure cluster of ignored nerves. He continued to suck my cock as he pressed his finger deep inside of me and I began to go absolutely wild. I started to face fuck him and when I pulled my cock out of his mouth I pressed my ass downward onto his finger. When I would slide my cock back into his hot wet mouth he�d jab his finger into me, making me cry out in unabashed ecstasy. I looked up and caught a glance of the store owner watching us through the window, and this only added to my crazed enthusiasm. I suddenly was aware that this hot young beautiful kid was intent on fucking me.

�You LIKE that don�t you?� he almost sneered �Yeeeeesssssss� I moaned softly. �Get up on that barrel over there� he commanded. I pulled off my slacks and got up onto the top of an old rusty barrel in the corner. He lifted up my legs and began to rim my ass with a hot darting tongue. Then he slid two fingers inside of me, followed shortly by a third. �You wanna get FUCKED don�t ya� it wasn�t a question, he already knew my answer as he pulled a condom out of his pocket and tore open the package with his teeth. He looked over toward the window at the store owner who was still spying on us and said �Heads up, Pops, this is the moment we�ve ALL been waiting for!� He quickly slid the condom onto his prize winning cock and tapped it teasingly on my waiting, willing hole. �And now, dude, you�re gonna find out why I get $300 a date�

I could fell the head of his cock poking and prodding my hole. He looked down at me smirking and said �You want it BAD don�t you� I could feel more pressure as he slowly tried to force his big dick into my underused ass. Suddenly, it just sprang in, and my back arched as my entire body was engulfed in a mind snapping spasm of pain. And then, just as suddenly it dissipated as I felt him sink the entire length of his beautiful cock into my ass. He began to thrust slowly, holding my ankles in a vice like grip. With every forward thrust he would stare into my eyes as is to measure the amount of my pain or pleasure. �Dude, if it don�t hurt a little in the beginning it�s not worth shit� I nodded. I was concentrating more on watching his gorgeous torso and his chiseled ab muscles ripple as he slid his cock in and out of me.

He began to build up his momentum, and gyrated his hips while he fucked me, until his pace became quite fast and rough. Still gripping my ankles, he�d roughly pull me toward him with each forward thrust of his relentless cock. He was soaked in sweat and moaning loudly. Every once in a while he�d glance over toward the grimy store window to make sure he still had a rapt attentive audience. Then he�d look back at me with a wicked smile and fuck me even harder. I throw a really mean fuck myself, but this kid didn�t seem to care if he KILLED me with his cock and left me naked, bleeding and dead in that alley. Again and again he drove his huge cock into me, snapping his head about and splashing me with sweat from his sopping wet hair. The barrel I was laying on began to make a banging noise as it began to smack the brick wall behind it with each of his mad man like thrusts. His fucking became even faster and more furious and then suddenly the barrel beneath me tipped sharply to one side and I fell hard onto the hard gravel below.

He stood above me for a moment with his huge condom cloaked cock sticking straight up and then dropped down between my legs, lifted them skyward and plunged his young red hot cock into me once again. He was fucking me like an animal, heaving into me with his full weight behind every rude thrust of his cock. I was aware of the gravel beneath me ripping my back open, but the pain was masked by the pleasure of watching this incredibly hot kid fuck the living shit out of me.

He bent forward and was able to take almost half of my cock into his mouth as he continued to fuck me. He was moaning fast and loud now, and he continued to suck and fuck me for a few minutes. I pushed him up off my cock and said: �I want to jerk off while I watch you FUCK me�
This really turned him on and he sank his pole into me like he was trying to kill me with it; all the while staring into my eyes. I don�t know if it was the sensation of the violent fuck, watching his chiseled cut torso undulate with every thrust, or looking into his eyes- those beautiful cold steel blue eyes- but suddenly I let out a LOUD cry and cum began spurting from my cock as my body quaked and jolted violently.



This must have touched off my hot young friend because he suddenly pulled his cock out of me, snapped off the condom with a flourish and howled �FUCK< I�M CUUUUMMMMMING� as he sprayed a line of blistering hot boy cum from my stomach to my forehead. He then quickly pointed his cock up and two more bursts of spooge landed on his chiseled chest. He paused for a while, panting, as he watched his load slowly trickle down over his incredible abs. He looked down at me with a devilish grin. �So how was that?� he asked. �Fan-fucking-tastic� I said, my voice shaking strangely. �You�ll be fine in a minute� he said as I stood up �Holy SHIT, your back is bleeding� �It�s just from the gravel� I said,� I�ll be fine.� He took his shirt and wiped the blood off my back. �Dude, it�s just a few scratches, you�ll be fine�

�Hey dude, you wanted to take some pics of me� he reminded me. �Ooooh yeah, call them souvenirs.� I replied
We took a couple of photos, and then the battery in the camera went dead. Doesn�t THAT fucking figure?



We walked back to the bus station together, stopping for a hot dog and soda so I could break a twenty. I happily paid him the $23 and he gave me a big hug and a sincere thank you and then disappeared into the bus station.

I stood outside and smoked a cigarette, then went to the men�s room to see if my back was still bleeding. It wasn�t.
A quick check of my watch made me keenly aware that I was about to miss yet ANOTHER bus. I ran to the lot and jumped on just as the driver started the engine. Whew, just made it. Thankfully the bus only had a few people on it that seemed to be dozing. Long bus rides tend to do that to people, especially at night. GREAT- I didn�t really feel like listening to a bunch of people yapping during the four hour ride home.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but couldn�t get my hot encounter out of mind, but with the lulling hum of the busses tires finally managed to doze off I don�t know how long I�d been asleep when I felt someone poke my back from behind. I turned and saw a hand slide between the separations of the seats

Great, some pesky kid is going to torture me the entire ride home!

Then I heard a familiar voice whisper
�Dude, if you aren�t too tired, I�m STILL real horny and I thought we could swap blow jobs in the bus bathroom�

�No charge this time?� I whispered back.

�Na, this one�s on the HOUSE, man. Meet me back there in 5 minutes. Knock twice.� .