Most people on the bus were dressed for school or work. It was Friday and seven in the morning. Dusty was wearing running shorts and a backpack and it was standing room only. The trek from east Las Vegas to west Las Vegas was forty five minutes. Dusty was Six feet three inches tall barefooted. He shoes made him a good six five. He was towering over Mike a gay twenty four year old on his way to CSN on the west side. The College of Southern Nevada was going to help use his college credits to give him a teaching degree.
Right now he was crotch level with Dusty who without any underwear on was full display.
His shorts were clinging to everything. Mike's gay fascination was obvious to Dusty. He tried to change his position but a little girl and her mother was on the other side. He mouth the words sorry and Dusty points to his gay rainbow pin on his back pack. Then he licked his lips and Dusty took that the wrong way. He was turning red all over and in a panic. Looking back maybe the little girl was a better option then then gay guy ten inches away. Then a hard stop and screeching breaks.
Face to crotch contact was made. The bus came to a stop and every assumed a normal position. A check for injuries was made with zero reported a new bus was call for and arrived fairly quickly. The two young men ended up in different seats and apart from each other.
All day long they both guys were replaying in their heads what happened.
Dusty seem to think Mike grabbed his hips, or butt cheeks to hold him back. but instead he seem to buried his face on purpose and he took a deep sniff. All day long is was wondering if the fact that he just showered a good thing or bad thing. Dusty kept telling himself he wanted me. The gay guy thought I was hot.
Mike was so confuse, while he did grab Dusty's hips he thinks he felt Dusty's hand on the back of his head holding his face in place for just seconds. Why would he do that after I point out my gay button? Unless he was interested.
Mike catches the bus home at three. It was already standing room only. No sign of the tall man from earlier. He takes a seat at the next stop after someone gets off. The bus heads down the Charleston hill as we get close to Decatur the girl next to me rings the bell she wants off at the next stop. She goes to get out and the person ahead of her want to grab that seat.
I go to scoot over and from the back of the bus a swoosh and The talk guy from this morning turns to me and states. What happen this morning made me gay for you bro.
He says a get three breaks at work and I spent all three in the bathroom thinking about your ass.
The large lady he took the seat from would like him to move. He says I am sorry but he's my new boyfriend. He grabs my face and we go full gay guy on gay guy right there on the bus. We did not stop making out until we reached my stop. He gets off and introduces himself as Dusty a straight guy in need of lessons of how to be gay with his new boyfriend.
Then it really get weird when he meet my parents, who were confused how I went to school single and came home in love with someone. We were in a hurry to get to my bedroom it was all very confusing. I fell in love with him sharing his first time with another guy. He was in La La land for a while. He said that he has had a lot of sex but what we did was the best sex he had ever had. The next morning my parents offer to help us move to the west side where we both work and go to school. It was both our first times doing somethings and turns out we are both screamers. The next night ihis room and his roommates next door went much better.
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