Blond Boy on the Bus

All the other kids on the bus were either involved in their own conversations or sleeping. It was hard to wake up so early on this first day of school after sleeping in all summer. The blond boy who had invited Min-joon to sit with him smelled good - a mixture of shampoo, soap, and a light salty smell that reminded Min-joon of cum. Kind of like the beach. Min-joon missed the beach. Having grown up in Busan, he went to the beach with his friends almost every day of his past summers, but now living in the middle of Alabama, his family would have to drive hours to go to the beach. He figured they might go once or twice a year since his dad was quite busy with his new job. His thoughts drifted back to this cute, blond boy sitting next to him.

"Hey, my name's Billy," the boy said with confidence and ease. "What's your name?"

Min-joon heart jumped to his throat. Would Billy make fun of his accent? Would he forget the English vocabulary he had practiced so hard over the summer?

"Hi, Billy. My name is Min-joon. Nice to meet you." Almost immediately after the words left his mouth, he though they sounded to "textbook." Much too formal. He could feel his face turning red. But Billy just looked into Min-joon's eyes and smiled widely, his perfectly straight, white teeth gleaming. Min-joon just looked at Billy's red lips, then down to his neck and chest, down then to his crotch. He quickly caught himself, and directed his eyes back up to Billy's eyes.

"Good to meet you too, Min-joon. So, where are you from?"

"I come from Korea. South, not North. My family moved here ago three month."

"Three months ago," Billy corrected. "Oh, cool. You're the first Asian I've ever met."

Min-joon didn't know what to say next. His English textbooks were strong on introductions, but not so much on small talk. He looked back down to Billy's chest, and thought Billy's body wasn't anything like to the big, bulky guys he'd watched in those interracial porn videos, but he was certainly beautiful. He was thin, but not skinny. Toned. Billy broke the silence.

"So, how do you like living here?

"It's ok. I like it," replied Min-joon. "How old are you?"

That was another basic question in his English textbook. Direct, for sure, but what else was he supposed to say? "I turned 16 last month," answered Billy. "How 'bout you?"

"Fourteen," replied Min-joon.

"Cool, cool," said Billy, with another grin. There was something in Billy's smile that was both inviting and mischievous. Min-joon saw Billy glance down at his chest, visible where the V-neck dipped down. The, Billy's eyes moved down to Min-joon crotch and legs. "Nice pants," complimented Billy. "Tight looks good on you." Min-joon's face flushed again.

Billy put his left hand on Min-joon's right leg, and rubbed his leg back and forth. "I like the feel of the fabric," said Billy. "It's not 100% denim, is it? It feels smooth." Min-joon's heart beat faster and he could feel his cock quickly hardening against the crotch of his jeans. His prick was in just the right position not to bunch up, so as he got harder and harder, his dick inched further and further down his right jean leg. Because the jeans were just tight enough, the outline of his cock was clearly visible under his jean leg. Billy had to see it!

Whether he saw it or not, Billy hand inched up from Min-joon's thigh toward his crotch until his hand hit the tip of Min-joon penis under the jean leg. "Hmm," whispered Billy. "What do we have here?" Min-joon's heart was in his throat. He didn't know what to say as Billy moved his hand over the tip of Min-joon's now totally hard cock to the shaft. Billy kept rubbing back and forth. Min-joon closed his eyes and rested his head against the back of the seat.

"Feel good?" asked Billy.

"Mmmmm, yeah," Min-joon exhaled. Billy leaned over to Min-joon's ear, and whispered, "This is just a little taste," then he lightly nibbled Min-joon's earlobe. His hand rubbed Min-joon's shaft and ball sack until suddenly, Min-joon grabbed his hand to still it.

"Don't move," pleaded Min-joon. "I can't cum in my jeans."

Billy leaned over again, and whispered, "Ok, save it for later, Min." The bus was pulling into the school yard, and as students started to get up and look around, Billy removed his hand from Min-joon's leg. They looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Min-joon had never dreamed things would start so quickly.

As the kids started exiting the bus, Min-joon get up, and Billy behind him. Billy's hand brushed against Min-joon's hard bubble butt, and he gave it a little squeeze.

"Oh, yeah, the back is just as hot as the front," Billy said softly in Min-joon's ear. Min-joon reached back and gently clutched Billy's hard, thick cock. It was bigger than he had imagined!

"That would feel so good inside me," thought Min-joon.

As they got off the bus and went to the different buildings where their homeroom classrooms were located, Billy looked back at Min-joon, waved, and shouted, "See you this afternoon!"

"See you!" Min-joon exclaimed. Maybe things were going to be even better than he had imagined.