Gay Bus Stories

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Finding Peace

by evaa on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Waking up to the joys of another long, frustrating day at the post office was not how Ciaran had foreseen his life turning out after graduation. A recent graduate with master's degree in Classics he had envisioned a life of intellectual pursuit, one where he could spend his days sitting in a small office in a university somewhere delving into the secrets of...

White Stripes

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Chad saw the big, fancy sedan, a BMW 700 series, sitting all by itself back in a darkened corner of the parking garage as the bus drove around and around, spiraling up to the top, open deck, where it came to a stop. That had been the only car he'd seen in the garage. It was a Sunday, and this was a city workers' garage. "Strange. No one in the ticket booth,...

Ben is Bitten by the Big Apple

by verdunsears on Mar 18, 2020
Gay Male

Ben, Robert and Ian previously appeared in "Ben is Kept Under Control". It was late in the afternoon on a cold and wet Sunday in Toronto in October 1974 and I'd spent a dreary day doing backed-up laundry and cleaning my apartment when the phone rang. When I heard the voice on the line my mood instantly changed for the better. It was Robert calling from Lo...

Tales of Dick Ch. 09

by Bjsroxxs on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

***Everyone in this story is 18 and is fiction*** Chapter 9: Simple and Clean Jason: As the assistant principal and security guard walked down the row of students,, my heart beat sped up. I felt KJ's hand on my right shoulder, I turned to him and he simply winked at me. I had already done some risky stuff lately and thankfully I hadn't been caught, but my...

First Time with Daddy Pt. 01

by Jackstroke on Oct 31, 2018
Gay Male

It wasn't much after I got on the bus home that my mind started to slip towards raunch and filth. Having spent the day skiing in the Alberta Rockies, I was now joining a gang of strangers on the ski bus back to the city with my tired body in tow. It had been a good day with some friends, drinking and little bit of weed. I think now my tired legs and tight ba...

Bus Stop

by sniperwolf1979 on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

This completely a work of fiction and if a bares and yadda yadda yadda y'all know the crack. Just read it and enjoy. He was looking at me. Not just the usual glance you recieve from fellow would be travellers waiting in the elements for the bus to arrive but actually looking. I caught his eye and he smiled and nodded, checked his watch then pulled his pho...

New Roommate

by ozzietosser on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

Nathan and Jay had played on the same football team together for two years. Although they weren't close friends they got along well. Sharing a room on this footy tour wouldn't be too big a deal. The problem Nathan had is that he'd assumed he was going to be sharing with his best mate Brendan. They had shared for the last 3 road trips and had some pretty ha...

Confessions and Hail Mary's

by alexcarr on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Sean thought of himself as a true catholic - having been brought up in a staunch catholic family. All was fine until he reached adolescence and the hormones started to bite with overwhelming results. But now he'd reached twenty, he had become deeply involved because of his vibrant passion pangs which regularly happened, because of his pent up fervor. -He b...

Freezing

by LittleTommyTudor on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I entered the Greyhound bus station to get out of the bitter cold. I was shivering and very hungry. I had no money and nowhere to go. For a 19 year old lad, I was in a sorry state. I took a seat at the end of a row in the passenger waiting area. I began rubbing my hands and arms in an attempt to get warm. As I sat there, someone took the seat next to me. I...

Corey and Noah Pt. 02 Ch. 01

by shaneo94 on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

School was exceedingly dull the following week. I struggled to get through math and English on Monday more than you could possibly know. Tuesday was much the same, with engineering, geography and chemistry slamming me over the head. By the time Wednesday came around, I seriously considered not even going to school. What was the point anyway? I had been eight...