I Can't Get Up The Nerve To Meet Up And Suck Another Man's Dick

During my college days when I lived in Laredo I rode the Greyhound bus to Dallas and then on up to Denton. The long haul was from Laredo to San Antonio. On this one ride after Christmas break I sat near the back and this man sat beside me and talked a lot. I talked mostly because I was bored and also because I was taught to be polite. When the sun set and the bus was dark he put his hand on my leg and asked me how I was doing.

He got more aggressive and wouldn't remove his hand and grabbed my dick in my pants. I can safely say that I was both petrified and at the same time interested. It felt good and he could tell it felt good and he kept at it and I got an erection and he told me that there was nothing better than having my dick sucked. He got me to unzip my pants and he pulled out my dick and bent over to suck me. I was still scared, I kept watching everyone in front of us, but no one moved and he kept sucking on my dick until I got to that point where all I could do was let it rip. With his mouth still full of semen he kissed me.

We sat quietly for a long time, him holding my hand and pulling my hand into his lap to lay on top of his dick. He took his dick out of his pants and I held it for the longest time, it got harder and then got soft and then got harder again. He kept pushing my head down with his free hand but I fought it off. When we got to San Antonio we got off for the transfer and he went into the bathroom with me and got me into a stall. It was late, night time, and it was only us in the bathroom. He sat me on the toilet and got his dick out and I had to suck him there. After a couple of minutes I had his hard dick in my hand sucking him and he kept his hand on my head.

For the ride between San Antonio and Austin I slept, and then we rode onto Dallas. At the bus station in Dallas where he lived he wanted me to go with him to his apartment but I refused. I went onto Denton around noon and back to my dorm room. For the rest of time from then to now I think about that night, and I want more and more to get up the nerve to do it again. Obviously not some stranger but someone in an arrangement to meet. I've used several gay meeting sights but I have always chickened out. I just wish I had the nerve to do it. Because I really want to do it.