The Choir's Field Trip

My life has been so boring for over a year now. I love my teen gay boyfriend dearly, but he's already beginning to bore the hell out of me. Less than a year later we had a fight about our sex escapades. Since then, Luke just hasn't seemed interested in sex, only performing about once a month, if I begged. Now, I have never been unfaithful to Luke, but more and more often I have become a master in the art of masturbation.

I became a student assistant at the local community college one ago. And, being in the choir department, have noticed that I am always surrounded by beautiful teen gays. Recently I had taken a liking to jacking-off to porn movies about barely legal teen gays, wishing that it were me and one of the teen gay friends that I ogle every day. I would walk the halls whenever possible to watch teen gays do their physical education while I attend my duties as a student assistant. I quickly learned that this was a bad idea, as my fertile imagination and desperate need for sex would make my cock stand at attention three or four times a day. I would have to make my way back to my supervisor's office or an empty classroom and jack-off before the students entered. In a way I liked the idea of being caught, my mind hoping that one of my teen gay friend would take pity on me and suck me dry.

So, that's the way my sex life has been for over a year already. To make matters worse, for the last three months, Luke hasn't given me anything at all; not even a peek. We had fought about the need to get him braces, an expense which we can barely afford at the moment since we are both teenagers living the life with a budgeted allowance that our parents sent us. He was so upset at my insistence that his mouth would have to wait that he didn't tell me goodbye as I left for a field trip. A couple of my best teen gay friends were in the PLM choir, and I was going along as a guitarist. I snapped and thought to myself to hell with Luke. If I can get any kind of action this weekend I am going to jump on him! I went to inside the bus and got onto the bus without incident, and got to my seat towards the back of the bus. I decided to take a nap as soon as the two co-member of choir whom I think are also teen gays like me, Clyde and Rellie, were in their seats beside me. Before long I was sound asleep. Or so they thought. Within minutes after the bus went off, I heard the strangest noises coming from beside me. I opened my eyes a little and saw Rellie, who was sitting beside me, hunched over Clyde's lap. Clyde's eyes were closed and he was biting his lips. I realized that the sound I was hearing was the lively sucking Rellie was giving his rod. I dumped all pretext of sleeping and stared wide-eyed as Rellie's tawny brown head bobbed up and down. Clyde looked over at me and smiled, then closed his eyes and started to tense. Rellie's head stopped and I could tell he was taking in his cum.

A few moments later he had milked him dry and sat back up, wiping his lips and smiling. He looked over and saw me staring at him and said with a grin, "He said he hated bus trips because he has a motion sickness. It was the best way I could think of to calm his nerves." He glanced down and saw that I had a raging boner and gave a little giggle. "I see bus trips make you a little nervous, too. Would you like me to 'release your nerves' too?"

I was so unprepared to be propositioned within an hour of leaving home that I said nothing. Rellie slid his hand over my bulge and smiled again. "You are bigger than I thought you would be. I think you need this release. Just sit back and try not to make too much noise. I am not about to suck every teengays like us on this plane." I looked over to Clyde, who had zipped his pants and put on headphones, ignoring us completely.

Before I had the chance to say a word, Rellie was leaning over and pulling my cock through the unzipped opening in my pants. Without a sound he opened his mouth and inhaled the whole tip of my cock, which is about an inch around. God it felt so good. He slowly began bobbing his head on my cock and I closed my eyes, trying desperately not to make a noise. With five bobs he had my whole 7 inch cock in his throat! He started to speed up, swirling his mouth around my shaft and then licking just under the head before swirling back down. The only sound I heard were the soft slurping noises he made, while his other hand was rubbing my balls through my pants.

It had been so long since I had had a blowjob that I came within three minutes, shooting a huge load into his warm, wet mouth. He kept sucking on my cock until it was completely dry, then sat back up. He was still smiling as he looked at me. "That was nice, don't you agree?"

I was stunned that he was so blasé about it. "Nice," I muttered. He looked down at my cock, which was still semi-hard and poking out of my pants. "You don't get much at home, do you? That didn't take long at all, but by the looks of it I don't think you were done."

He looked around and saw that the tourist guide was about to come to them with some papers to give. He whispered fervently in my ear. "If you want to finish that," he pointed at my cock that was getting harder by the second, "then meet me in the bathroom as soon as he passes." Then he got up and went to the bathroom behind out row. The bus that our school rented was the one with a comfort room in it.

I barely had time to stuff my rod into my pants and cover it with a Car magazine before he came with and handle the papers. He looked at me, then the magazine on my pants, and I could tell he was trying not to laugh. "Here is the paper that you need for this trip".

I shook my head, praying he would leave quickly. He gave Clyde the same papers, and then moved back towards the front of the bus. I stood up and walked as straight as I could into the bathroom. Rellie was in there, doing a handjob while sitting on the commode. I closed and locked the door, watching him make himself cum. "I need a little stress release too," he said through bated breath as he was getting closer to orgasm. "How do we do this in here? There is barely enough room " But I should have known he would know how to do this. I think he is a charter member of the mile-high club. He pulled me in front of him and pulled my pants down. My member bobbed in front of him, looking for a port to land in. He put his hands on my shoulders and jumped a little to straddle my thighs, putting one foot on either side of the wall behind me and thrust his asshole close to meet my dick. It was just too good to be true. Rellie has always been one of the sexiest walking ass I had ever seen, always strutting around in short denim and wiggling for all the guys and gays in the choir. This was one of my fantasies come true! I plunged in without a second thought, not even bothering to ask if he needs some lubricant since I don't have one. God, it felt so good to be fucking a willing participant, with Rellie's hands moved to my ass, forcing me deeper and deeper into him. "Oh God, fuck me," he softly repeated over and over as I pounded into his tight little asshole for what seemed like an eternity. I wanted it never to end. Unfortunately, it felt so good that again I came before I wanted to. Rellie could feel that I couldn't last much longer, and started to rub his ass. He came as I unloaded another wad into this young beauty. He bit down on my neck to keep from yelling and wouldn't let my rapidly softening dick out of his asshole until he was done.

When he did finish, he got up and dressed as if this was a daily occurrence. he side-stepped me to arrange his face in the mirror while I just stared at him in amazement. He caught my expression in the mirror and laughed. "Didn't you like it? I sure did."

I stammered like a school boy after his first time. "Y-y-yes. It was great. But, uh, I am in a relationship right now."

"You remembered that a little too late, didn't you?" He turned and kissed me lightly on the cheek. "Don't worry. I don't care, and I won't tell. Besides, I have enjoyed watching you watch me this whole year, and fair is fair." "You know I watch you?"

He laughed loudly then. "Are you kidding? You are terrible at hiding things. I noticed the first week of choir that all I had to do was bend over in a little short and your soldier stood at attention. I bet you jacked-off a lot after seeing me, didn't you?" "God, yes," I said, deciding honesty was the best policy. "I wish I could have seen that. You have a very nice dick there. If you had just given me a little warning, I would have taken care of it for you every time. You are so cute when you're horny." And he left the bathroom.

I came out a short while later and resumed my seat beside him. He leaned his head on my shoulder and started to fall asleep, obviously tired. Before he succumbed, I heard him mumble "I canceled my reservation at the hotel, so I can spend the whole weekend with either you or Clyde. The choice is up to you." And he was out.

What a wonderful break from reality this trip was turning into.