The Greyhound Bus Kid

   By Rob Loveboy Edits by Len Homber

   Kenny James.  Forty-two, was returning to Winnipeg from his father's
funeral in Toronto via Greyhound.  The 2,200 kilometer journey was long and
tiring and he swore he'd never do it again and wouldn't have had his rust
bucket not been on the fritz.  He'd seen small towns he never knew existed
and the damn bus stopped at most of them.

   A boy of about twelve or thirteen got on the half empty bus at Thunder
Bay.  He was certainly a looker, dirty-blonde, blue eyes, well tanned face
wearing blue jeans and one of those half-tshirts that exposed his bronze
belly and arms.  He tossed his knapsack on the seat across from Kenny and
sat down.  Their eyes met for a moment, the kid politely smiled showing
pearly white teeth before turning away and putting on his ear-buds to which
his head rocked to and fro to the music.

   "Rod Stewart, right?" Kenny smiled and said loud enough to get the kid's
attention.  "Rod Stewart?" he asked again when the boy removed an ear-bud
to hear him.

   "Yup.  He's my favorite singer."

   "One of mine, too.  I love his Maggie May song!  Gotta be his best. 
Kenny James." he introduced himself.reaching his hand over.

   The boy shook it and cordially introduced himself.  "Liam." he smiled.

   "Cool name, Liam is.  Irish I think?  Means protector if my memory
serves me right."

   "My mom is Irish, she moved here a long time ago with her parents." he
replied showing his perfect pearly white teeth again.  "Ya wanna share a
bud and listen?"

   Kenny was thrilled by the offer.  "Sure!"

   Liam switched seats and handed Kenny a bud.  He was intrigued with
Liam's looks, his long cock stirred confined in his jeans that he had to
covertly adjust to the right without being obvious.

   Kenny liked pubescent boys, however, he was never blessed with the
opportunity of having sex with one.  Once he had a fifteen year-old
prostitute while on vacation in Mexico, Manuel stole his wallet, but the
sex was great before that.  He glanced at Liam's crotch and saw a promising
mound secured under the well-worn soft denim jeans that were starting to
wear at the crotch.  Kenny was well aware frayed jeans were the fashion, as
well as gaping holes in the knees common among kids, that also adorned
Liam's fashionable attire.  Kenny liked the kids with their pants halfway
down their ass showing off designer boxer shorts, he would humor himself
thinking they were advertising to get fucked!

   "So where ya headed, Liam?"

   Kenny could tell he had stepped out of bounds by the look on Liam's
face. "My ...  my grandmother's place."

   Kenny detected the lie and dropped the inquisition.  He had a gut
feeling Liam was a runaway and afforded himself a trip to a big city with
hopes and dreams of surviving his new life.  Kenny pulled out a small
notebook and wrote his address and phone number.  "In case you want to
visit when you grow bored of hanging with grandma." he said handing the
note to Liam that he looked at and shoved in his back pocket lifting his
ass enhancing the mystery of his concealed basket.

   Reaching their destination, Kenny shook the boy's hand again wishing him
luck.  "And remember, if you want a change of scenery I have a nice house
with a swimming pool.  Summer is fucking hot here, most people have a
pool."

   Saying their goodbyes, Kenny hung around outside a while before catching
a cab.  He saw Liam walk out, look around, and walk aimlessly toward the
city's core with his backpack hung from his shoulders.  Kenny followed at a
distance a good hour, Liam stopped at a park looking lost and forlorn. 
Kenny flagged down a cab and went home wondering if he couldn't have been a
little more sharp and talked the kid into going home with him to hopefully
seduce.

   One evening a week later, Kenny picked up the phone, it was Liam.  "Can
I come visit you?"

   Liam mustn't have been far, fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang. 
The sight of the unwashed kid confirmed Kenny's suspicions, the boy was a
runaway.

   "Where's your backpack?" Kenny asked noticing the missing bag.

   " Was stolen from me by some teenagers.  My money was in there, too!" he
replied sadly looking like he was about to cry.

   "Well, you're safe here if you want to stay a while and think about
going back home." Liam's eyes bulged angrily, "I'm never going back as long
as that fucker is there!"

   Kenny learned the boy was referring to the man his mother recently
married who he claimed didn't want him around and beat him up one day
telling him to leave ...  so he did after stealing money from the man's
wallet and a credit card that he used to buy his bus ticket no questions
asked.

   "First of all, we gotta get you out of those dirty, smelly clothes so I
can wash them and you scrub your body in the shower.  There's a robe
hanging on the door." Kenny strongly suggested.  "Don't lock the bathroom
door, I'll come and collect your clothes.

   Kenny stared at the silhouette of the naked boy through the clear shower
curtain as he shoved the discarded clothing off the floor into a basket
including the smelly sneakers that had seen better days.  Unable to see
much except the distinct contrast of Liam's tanline from his hips to upper
thighs ...  Liam had spent much of the summer in a bathing suit.  Kenny
looked for a hint of pubic hair before remembering the kid was a true blond
and as would be his pubic hair.  Kenny did notice a dark strip he surmised
was Liam's inner crack as he washed himself there.

   How desperately he wanted to strip off his shorts and muscle shirt and
join Liam in the shower, drop to his knees and worship the child-Adonis'
genitals.  Kenny's cock was straining for release, he could feel the precum
saturating his thin white cotton shorts that pronounced his manhood
purposely worn for Liam's sake and hopefully tweak the boy's curiosity. 
Kenny was proud of his body.  He swam every day and worked out at a gym
three times a week.  He turned the heads of women and maybe a few guys at
the gym.  Perhaps he was being over-confident thinking Liam would be
curiously interested enough for Kenny to put the make on Liam.

   Kenny had no idea what he was doing, he had absolutely no experience
with young boys he, could barely even converse with them on their level, he
was almost tongue-tied.  However, he had a feeling about Liam being easy
prey if he could figure out the secret on how to win him over and seduce
him.

   Kenny lived in a small two-bedroom house, one room was converted into
his office, his job as an architect allowing him to often work at home. 
Liam could sleep on the living room loveseat, the only thing that fitted in
the small room without taking up too much space, but his legs would hang
over the end, not very comfortable.  The ideal arrangement would be if he
agreed to share Kenny's bed ...

   Kenny was quite generous sharing beer with Liam while sitting and
chatting on the deck overlooking the pool.  Both wore robes naked
underneath, at least Kenny knew that to be a fact as Liam's clothes were
deliberately still in the wash.  The kid drove him nuts when he crossed his
legs and the robe exposed his uppermost golden-brown thigh, high enough
that Kenny saw the milky-whiteness of the tanline.  Even Liam's bare feet
were a turn on ...  Kenny suddenly wanted to suck the boy's toes.  He had
been somewhere between semi-erect and flaccid the two hours, after several
beer he arranged his robe in a way to somewhat expose himself ever so
nonchalantly.  Liam looked more than once, Kenny was more than pleased to
say the least.  He was also happy that he managed good conversations with
Liam, a happy medium of adult and boys stuff, easing Liam's generational
differences that Kenny would be a fool not to realize.

   "Want to go for a swim, Liam?  Kenny had been waiting until Liam was
tipsy from the beer before asking.

   "I have nothing to wear, my clothes were stolen, remember?"

   Kenny remembered it well, he was also aware that when he gathered Liam's
clothes for washing there was no underwear in the pile.  Kenny had been
anticipating the moment of truth.  In his seated position he removed the
robe from his shoulders letting it fall from his back and said, "No big
deal, we're both boys and the yard is pretty private.  I always swim nude."

   Kenny watched for Liam's reaction, as expected he appeared nervous and
fidgety thinking about the situation.  Kenny stood, guzzled down the
remaining beer giving Liam full view of his naked body for a few moments
before heading to the pool leaving the boy alone hoping he had set the
example.

   Seconds later Liam ran past and jumped in the water catching Kenny off
guard to only to notice his delicious white ass for a second under the dim
blue and red Chinese lanterns strung around the yard.

   Kenny back tracked and retrieved two beers from the cooler and set them
on the edge of the pool in hopes of keeping Liam feeling good, Liam swam
over and took a mouthful, it was easy to see he was still uneasy being
naked, he stood pressed against the tiled wall.

   "So, how come you aren't married?" Liam asked abruptly, so far he hadn't
asked much about Kenny's life.

   "Guess I never found the right one, besides, they're all bitches!  " he
laughed.  "I rather like being a bachelor.  Do you have a girlfriend?"

   "Naw.  There's one I kinda like, but I don't think she likes me."

   "How old are you, anyway?"

   "Just turned thirteen two months ago."

   "Really?  You look fourteen." Kenny thought the kid was at least close
to being fourteen, obviously an early bloomer, his upper body seemed well
developed for his age as well as Kenny thought he saw a few blond hairs
under his arms if his eyes hadn't deceived him ...  in which case Liam was
sure to have pubic hair and able to cum.

   Liam seemed to relax a bit.  He swam several laps and when he returned
not bothering to hug the wall but a hand covered his genitals until he must
have forgotten and reached for his beer at which point Kenny saw something
floating under water however, he was unable to see much by the side view
and poor lighting but enough to tease him with desire.

   They frolicked in the pool for quite a while longer and finished their
beer.  "Liam, why don't you grab us a couple more?" Kenny's ploy worked
well, Liam used the ladder to climb out and the rear view sight of his
balls between his legs was beautiful.  When he returned carrying a beer in
each hand, Kenny finally saw Liam in all his glory.  Three-inches of boy
meat didn't hang, it was angled at approximately twenty-degrees, cut, and
as thick as a man's thumb, Kenny had to wonder if the kid wasn't
semi-erect. Under his cock hung his sack, not overly long or thick, but
evenly proportioned.  Liam did in fact have pubic hair, short and sparse,
but growing nonetheless.  Kenny was rock hard and bobbing merely a foot
under water that he didn't try to hide.

   Liam noticed when he bent to hand Kenny a bottle and almost dropped it,
his own beer slipped from his hand and sunk to the bottom of the pool that
diving after it.  Kenny laughed, "Good thing it isn't opened ...  or worse,
broke on the bottom, butter-fingers."

   Liam was somewhat embarrassed by his faux-pas.  "Sorry, I've always been
a Klutz."

   Kenny placed a hand on Liam's shoulder.  "No worries, buddy." he smiled
to ease Liam's mind.  "I'm a bit of a klutz myself!" his hand remained on
the boy longer than necessary gently kneading the soft skin staring into
Liam's eyes and softly said, "I like you a lot, Liam." Two fingers
sensually stroked circles down his arm to his hip.

   Liam might have been frightened, but he didn't move away even when
Kenny's hand was on his bum and the tip of his erection connected with his
tummy ever so deliberate on Kenny's part.  Liam had even looked down a
moment, perhaps to confirm what he already knew.

   "Ya know, you can stay with me as long as you want ...  living on the
street must have been pretty scary and dangerous." he whispered.

   "It ...  it was." Liam admitted barely audible..  "Hated it!"

   Kenny moved closer, his six-inch cock straight up against Liam and both
hands then feeling his meaty cheeks.  Liam stared at Kenny's chest, his
eyes blinked rapidly in his confused, nervous state.  "Well, you're safe
here ...  I'll even buy you a bus ticket home if that's what you want."

   Silence followed and after a few moments, Liam said, "I don't want to go
back there as long as that bastard is around ...  I don't want to go to
boarding school ...  ever!"

   Kenny had mixed emotions.  He was more than pleased with himself,
ecstatic at the spontaneous and daring gamble he took ...  events
miraculously took their own course although he was well aware Liam could
yet refuse further advances ...  his young mind must have been reeling with
anxiety and fright to which Kenny truly sympathetic toward his
vulnerability that Kenny selfishly had every intention of taking advantage
of ...  and not waste a moment doing so.

   With trepidation, Kenny moved his left hand down the crack of Liam's
bum. He felt what he knew to be the boy's puckered hole however, he brushed
passed that temptation and meandered farther south to between his legs. 
Kenny's index and forefinger were first to contact Liam's scrotum, shivers
ran up his spine, never had he been so sexually excited.

   Not a word had been spoken between them while Kenny took liberties.  He
chanced Liam wouldn't freak and bolt out the door and run to a neighbor for
safety as he was led by the hand to the bedroom.  Not a word had been
spoken between them while Kenny took liberties well beyond being a friend
and protector under false pretences.

   Kenny was disappointed that Liam wasn't erect, nor did his cock jut from
his crotch as it it was so evident earlier, likely an innocent subconscious
reaction to the aura of the moment and not sexual, Kenny surmised.  It
wasn't much shorter, however, it hung limp.



   Sitting on the bed, Kenny began massaging Liam's upper thigh, before
long he was feeling him up.  So soft and delicate,.  "Relax,buddy.  I'm not
going to hurt you ...  I just wanna make you feel real nice, and you make
me feel nice, too." Kenny took Liam's hand and wrapped it around his thick
shaft using it in his own hand to slowly masturbate.  "You do want to make
me feel good, right?"

   "I ...  I don't think I want to do this, Kenny." he uttered looking like
he was about to cry."

   "Shh, Liam." Kenny put his finger on Liam's lips.  "I promise you'll
like it, kiddo.  Ya don't want to end up back on the street now, do ya?"

   Under his own loosened hand he felt Liam's fingers grip him and and
begin to stir.  Cautiously, Kenny gave the kid the benefit of the doubt
lifting his own hand away.  Liam took over.  "That's it, Liam.  You like my
cock, don't you?"

   "It ...  it's big!" was all he could say.  Kenny was satisfied taking
the comment as a compliment

   Kenny was more than pleased when ten-minutes into fondling Liam, his
cock reacted to the stimulation.  "I told you it would feel nice if you let
it ...  you have a boner!  Now spread your legs a bit more for me." Liam
did as he asked and Kenny then had full access to his grape-size, velvety
balls that he toyed with before masturbating him again.

   "Lie back, Liam.  I want to show you something very nice." Kenny moved
to the floor on his knees, Liam obeyed and was staring at the ceiling. 
Examining Liam's treasures, he whispered, "So fucking nice," then took the
beauty into his mouth, cock and balls together.

   Liam gasped perhaps in shock ...  or pleasure!  Kenny believed it was
the pleasure of his warm, wet mouth on Liam's sensitive genitals.  Dropping
the testis from his mouth, Kenny performed what he had longed to do hardly
believing it was true and not another dream.  he wanted desperately to
taste Liam's cum and was willing to suck all night long if that's what it
took, the night would be all about Liam, his own needs could wait if need
be, time was not an issue ...  his boy-toy had much to learn and wasn't
going anywhere soon!

   The cherry he bypassed earlier in his haste, Kenny was then running a
finger over.  Kenny did something he never thought of doing before, he
hoisted Liam's legs to rest on his shoulders and spread spread the boy's
cheeks replacing his finger with his tongue.  Liam flinched and made an
attempt to sit up however, he must have decided otherwise.  Kenny could
understand, Liam would think it gross ...  so had he until moments ago. 
Kenny licked and slobbered over the pink-chewed bubblegum looking boygina
his cock would eventually break-in.

   Liam's body shivered, his hands grasped the bed sheet in what had to be
erotic sensations overtaking him that Kenny had read about somewhere that
proved true.  Equal attention being given, Kenny licked ass and balls and
sucked Lam's cock.For what had to be a couple of hours ...  and he loved
every minute of it!

   Liam's body convulsed, his knees over Kenny's shoulders constricted
against his neck.  "OH FUCK!" Liam yelped.  Kenny finally got his just
reward from the pulsating cock, a small amount of semen struck his palate.

   Kenny released Liam's still erect cock and straddled his stomach spewing
his own load over Liam's chest and neck, the boy's reaction was priceless
...  in a state of awe was probably a better description.

   "I could sure use a beer about now.  How about a late night swim to cool
off, too!  He suggested for lack of anything else to say under the
circumstances as he used a sheet to wipe Liam's chest and neck of his jism.

   "Sure." replied Liam solemnly.  Kenney detected the kid was reflecting
on the night's events.  perhaps a little resentful toward Kenny.

   Swimming and the effect of the beer, Liam chilled out.  Kenny sat on the
edge of the pool letting his legs dangle in the water watching Liam play on
an inner-tube raft.  He had lost inhibitions about his nudity laying on his
back and paddling with his hands.  The Kid's body didn't cease to arouse
Kenny, he was proud of himself for scoring with the good-looking boy, his
cock becoming aroused just thinking about it.

   Liam paddled over to have a sip of beer, his genitals displayed ever so
tantalizingly.  Kenny put his foot on the raft and maneuvered it closer to
him.  Liam couldn't help but notice the erection and Kenny's strange look.

   "How `bout a hand job and help me out, buddy." Kenny blatantly suggested
as he lay back supported on his elbows to watch Liam's reaction Much to his
surprise, Liam got off the raft.  With a great deal of trepidation, his
hand secured Kenny's shaft looking away obviously ashamed as he milked
Kenny.

   Kenny decided to push matters.  "Why don't you make me feel real nice
and put it in your mouth?" Kenny grinned.

   With a look of disgust and hesitation, he did exactly as he was told
much to Kenny's surprise.  Kenny would have been happy with the hand job
thinking Liam needed more grooming and reach a comfort level before rushing
him into it.  He was glad he didn't wait.

   Liam performed using his hand more than his mouth ...  all in good time,
thought Kenny, at least he was cooperating.  Whatever happened to him at
home, and then a taste of living on the street was enough to cause him to
do anything rather than re-live those experiences ...  however, Kenny knew
he couldn't keep the boy forever, it was the best two months of his life!

   "Hello Mrs.  Harper.  My name is ...  "

   Two months later Kenny convinced Liam to go home where he belonged ...
his mother chose him over her new husband.  Kenny was heartbroken watching
the greyhound bus drive away.

   "If you love something, let it go.  If it comes back to you, it's yours
forever.  If it doesn't, then it was never meant to be." --Khalil Gibran

   THE END

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