The beat of the engine rumbling through the city, the warm bodies pressed up against each other throughout the bus… Everyday the same commute, yet every day a new opportunity for something extraordinary. On this bus I discovered the closest thing to heavenly divinity: the art of heated kisses and assenting tongues.
As I raised my eyes to the morning sun, I saw it: Two beautiful boys entwined in each other’s arms, their lips intertwined. An unmistakable, primal craving percolated inside me and I was uncontrollably drawn to them.
I observed as they made out passionately, amidst the squeaky wheels on the tracks and the hollers of fellow passengers. With no space too intimate to explore, each kiss ignited a fire within me, like a brush of the gods’ fingers on my heart.
The morning bus is a sanctuary where no one knows your name. It’s a space to explore your sensuality without fear. For these boys, it was an arena to embrace their desires, and I thank them with every atom of my being for allowing me to become one with their intimacy.
The bus ride is a sparkling beacon of pleasure, proving that love is alive and well in the city, even if it’s fleeting. Where else can you experience such extravagant and intimate kisses?
Table of Contents
- 1. Getting Close on the Bus: Unleashing Your Sensual Beast
- 2. Experimenting with Pleasure: Tips for Making Kisses on the Commute Exciting
- 3. Creating an Unforgettable Experience: Satisfying Desires Without Risking Exposure
- 4. Enjoying the Moment: Making the Most of That Limited Time Together
- In Summary
1. Getting Close on the Bus: Unleashing Your Sensual Beast
The warmth of the bus is inviting, and the air smells of musky promise. I focus my attention on the way his body moves with the subtle shifts of the engine, the gentle bumps in the road—all of it leads me closer to his lips, entices my own. His eyes meet mine, and the glances crackle with hot need.We press our mouths together and our tongues dance in ecstasy, exploring the contours of each other’s digits. Time slips away as I taste the sweetness of his kiss, as I feel the hot sparks ignite between us.
I explore his lips hungrily, tasting the hot, salty, luscious flavor of his mouth. His tongue slides along my bottom lip, brushing along the too sensitive spots I hadn’t realized existed before. My heart races wildly, ignoring the Spirit of the Bus, as his mouth traces the line of my jaw, pushing me ever higher to heights I’d never imagine. His lips find mine again and I suck on his bottom lip, wanting more of the heavenly sensations.
2. Experimenting with Pleasure: Tips for Making Kisses on the Commute Exciting
Kissing on the Bus
Escaping into a quiet corner of the bus during your commute can be highly tantalising, filled with sensual exploration and animalistic pleasure. Kissing should be slow, passionate and deep as you savour the moment and explore each others mouths with your tongues. Tease your partner with small nibbles, brush their skin lightly with your fingertips and trace their curves. Maybe even risk a gentle, yet firm, bite to their neck – which all can be done without drawing too much attention from the surrounding people.
Don’t be shy to explore the power of your intimate connection either. Tempt yourself by exploring each other’s bodies, moving with fluidity and grace. Trail your hands along their inner thighs for a gentle, yet electrifying, sensation. Brush your lips against their earlobes and whisper secret musings of pleasure that only you two can share. As your lips close in to connect, let the journey take you away for a few moments, a passionate escape to explore and experiment with pushing your boundaries and creativity.
3. Creating an Unforgettable Experience: Satisfying Desires Without Risking Exposure
Experimentation on the go
- While the other passengers gazed out the windows or nearby phones, the two men studied one another intently and exchanged knowing glances.
- He took him by the hand and their tongues met in a passionate kiss that could have ripple effects for miles.
The commute was transformed into an exploratory haven that owed no debt to the rushing city speed outside. Bold fingers pushed up slacks and reached insides as the rugged face of the other man provided a table for teeth to cling to. Eyes widened with each flicker of a tongue, but the rest of reality soon faded away.
The passenger’s lips sparkled in the stillness of the bus and explanations became secondary. There was no discussion, just exploring the heat of another man. Amateur voyeurs witnessed the tension, but discreetly chose to look away. Their hands intertwined and the desperate rhythm of oral pleasures became more and more synced. As the driver pulled up to the next stop, they re-emerged from their momentary paradise and he found his way off the bus. Moments later, the two had gone, and all that was left was the phantom reminder of two men, a bus, and unforgettable experience.
4. Enjoying the Moment: Making the Most of That Limited Time Together
He was so beautiful, vulnerable and hopeful, anxious to experience something more than just a one night stand. I had been eyeing him on my regular commute to work, and today I was brave enough to start the interaction. As he stepped onto the bus, I stepped forward and offered him a seat. I knew how much he wished to feel desired and wanted, and I offered him an embrace.
The squeeze of our bodies against each other’s was instant chemisry and ignited all five senses. The sudden breath I heard him take as our bodies coiled together, and the electric touch of his savior-faire hands. His curves, his scent, it was intoxicating.
But we knew had to keep ourselves in check, and so we had to settle ourselves for some light short-term kisses; neither of us expecting to survive a drawn out making out session on a packed bus. As we felt each other’s lips against our own, we explored each others mouths with unexpected experimentations. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer to me before biting on his lips with hunger. I felt his hand move below my waist, sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine. I delighted as his fingers caressed my arousal and his tongue licked my yet-forbidden zone with the tease of pleasure. I reciprocated the favor with a few fingers between his legs and a flick of my tongue against his neck, leaving him overwhelmed by our gentle exploration.
Though we had to keep it short for the sake of decency, we had managed to temporarily reclaim our own sexual revolution. Those moments, though brief, were shared between us in an effortless connection, leaving an insatiable craving until the next opportunity.
In Summary
As the bus drifted farther and farther away from the station, so did I drift deeper and deeper into the memory of that first sensual kiss, one of many of our secret, shared, intimate and passionate moments on the commute. It was something that I couldn’t explain, that type of sexual feeling that comes from such intimate contact. With each kiss his lips sent sparks of joy and pleasure into my veins, that I still feel reverberate through my body. For those few brief moments, we’d managed to defy the rules of the road, slipping away from our everyday lives and choosing instead to give into our deepest desires. Now, I find myself looking forward to the ride – every morning and every evening – in anticipation of perhaps stealing another memory such as this one.