Dear Diary,
God that hurt… Not just my last encounter, but a dull as hell lecture with Professor Somebody from Some University. Three endless hours on the benefits of private schooling and how it affects university life blah blah blah… I’d rather have sat through Chinese…

And now we’ve got a fucking trip about it too! As if we hadn’t got enough information from the professor, we’ve got to visit where he came from as well! Although no lessons are one thing, trailing around some university is probably just as crap…

I wasn’t in a good mood in bed that night. There wasn’t much point in Kyle coming over as usual. I just ended up ranting about the trip the next day rather than finding new ways of arousing him.

Morning came and so did a lifeline. The snow from the night before meant that the ground was buried under inches of the stuff. Thank God! It has to be called off! The coach can’t make it in this! The rest of the lads also agreed, and made plans for simply lying in all day.

But…
“What do you mean we’re still going?”
“Now there’s no need for that Gabriel, we’ve booked everything so we’re damn well going, regardless of the weather!”
Mr. Owen gave the bad news over breakfast and this didn’t go down too well for anyone. We were all forced to go back into our rooms and “dress accordingly”. Most came down with coats and boots; I just went out in uniform! If I died of cold from this sodding trip, the school would pay! Kyle thought I was mad but there was method to my madness

The coach was loaded with 50 of the apparently “brightest” of us and a couple of teachers. Our luck was with the coach driver, who by the time we were ready to roll was facing a torrential blizzard. Everyone pretty much agreed the back was probably the safest place to be. But I got to the back seat first! With Kyle beside me all the way, how could this possibly go wrong?

3 minutes into the journey we were stuck in a traffic jam. The traffic was moving at what could only be seen as slower than the lamp posts beside it. As it was early morning, Kyle had used this opportunity to take a bit of a nap. He spread out over the empty seats next to him, and I made no attempt to hide the fact that I was lightly caressing his light brown hair. Or that his face was dangerously close to giving me a blowjob! He looked so peaceful when he shut his eyes, and so snug in his body-hugging coat. It just made me want to unzip it and join him. Stupid school, why did we have to go on this trip? I didn’t have to come out in the cold if we did… He was asleep for a stupidly long time, and I was bored just sitting there, fondling him.

Flashbacks were the only way of me entertaining myself. I gazed down the aisle and made up some kinky ways of punishing the various fitties I saw. It’s been a while since I got my whip out, maybe Ashley would benefit from a good…
A jolt and a crunch woke Kyle. The coach had hit some black ice and ended up halfway inside a black estate in front of it. Even at 5mph, it did a surprisingly large amount of damage. Obscenities came from both the coach and estate drivers. The teachers and boys rose in shock, some even got out. The lads then started to chatter excitedly about the prospect of not having to go anymore. It all got rather loud very quickly.

But we just sat at the back and let things take their course. Kyle just looked at me and we both grinned. The coach pulled to the side and then came the long waiting. Unlike everyone else, I was just sitting, with Kyle still resting on my lap:
“Have a good nap?” I asked, trying to kill the silence between us
“Yeah, wasn’t too bad. It was really odd though…”
“Dare I ask?” I grinned. I knew what he meant by odd, it was pretty much the same every night. Horny bitch…
“Well it was on this bus, weirdly…”
“You don’t have to say anymore!”
“Why not?”
“You’re so predictable! It’ll obviously involve sex in some way!”
“How’d you guess?”
“Same as it has been for weeks now!”
“True!” he giggled. He paused before I came out with:
“So why not try it?”
“What?”
“You know, here and now…”
“What, where everyone can see?”
“Yeah, why not? It’s not like they’re even looking”
“But…I’m not sure”
“Look, I’m half-hard and I don’t want it to go to waste”
Kyle was completely shocked by that, and couldn’t think of anything to come back with. “Come on, just one little lick! Looks like we could be here for a while anyway!” He was still frozen in surprise, gaping at me. I took my opportunity and started to push my lips against his open mouth. He responded by nipping at mine.
“We shouldn’t…” he whispered as we started to full-on make out.
“Oh I think we should!” I said, thrusting my hands down his trousers.
“Shit! They’re so cold!” And it had an effect too. From wet dream mode, it started to firm in my hand as I pressed against him. He had to kiss me more to stop the other boys noticing his moans. He was always so sensitive down in his boxers! He decided to join me by sliding his equally cold hands down my own trousers. And I could see why he needed to hide his mouth! I almost blew him away with a melting moan. I was surprised no-one turned round, as we’d been kissing for well over 5 minutes before one of us snapped.

Kyle saw the light side and decided to go for the zipper, expertly revealing the rod he’d seen so many times before. It felt so cold and revealed with the risk of tens of eyes looking at it. But god it felt so much better in his mouth. My frantic presses at his crotch had fuelled his hormones right up, and he was sucking faster than I’d ever known him to. His eyes looked up and I melted. Pools of glowing blue shining up at me was the cutest thing ever. And that mouth, what a combination! The innocent schoolboy giving a public blowjob. This must be a dream…

But it wasn’t. If it was, no-one would have noticed. But Ashley, the one who I was fantasizing about earlier noticed all too quickly. He caught a glance whilst turning round to his friend and:
“Oh my God!” he pointed at us, and that attracted more attention. Soon, almost half the bus was watching us. But still Kyle carried on. He never even slowed down, despite the twenty-odd eyes staring at his back. I was fast approaching orgasm, but the huge amount of jeering and shouting made me panic. I’d never been caught on such a scale; it should have made me feel naughty, but instead…more…frightened… My erection started to flop, which made Kyle notice. It was all going wrong around me. Boys were shouting, some of them being really insulting, Kyle started to get scared too. He got back on the seat and started to hold me, tight.
“Well…” I could barely hear him say. “What now?”
“I…” I stammered back “I…guess this is not much use now…” I started to put my trousers back on.
“HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!” a voice tore through the shouts. A tall blond boy who I recognised from the rugby club stood up. His appearance did seem to shut everyone up. But what the fuck was he going to do… “Before you put that away…” he said, oddly.
“What you gonna do Ricky? Fuck him?” Ashley laughed from behind him. The others laughed with him until they got as a response:
“Yeah!”
Stunned silence. Blissful silence. I grinned. Ricky grinned. Even Kyle grinned.
“So Kyle, am I allowed to?”
“You can ride it as hard as you like!” Not the response I expected. But to be honest, I’d do anything to shoot my load! As Ricky got his trousers and boxers undone, to the sound of boys egging him on, he whispered in my ear:
“I hope you enjoy fucking me. I hear my ass is really tight and sensitive” A pulse ran through my cock and it was suddenly alive again. With an expert hand, he steered my rod right into his entrance. It wasn’t even in and he was moaning. He was right on the sensitivity side. But what about the tight bit?

His buttocks were smoothly round, a perfect fit. He slid ever further down my thick rod, squeezing it tight. He was practically screaming by the time he fell down onto me. And I was too. The rugby training really had paid off with this guy. His ass was great to squeeze, and he loved it every time I did! But it was even better inside. My dick felt so comfy and warm stuck right up there. I never knew he was such a cock-lover. Look at him! Bouncing up and down like he’s on a fucking trampoline! Fuck, I want his shirt off so badly… If there was one person who was enjoying it more than us though, it had to be Kyle. By now, he was jacking off so madly, his hand was a blur!

At exactly the same time, we all let go. Kyle first splashed all over Ricky’s thighs, which had a great effect. His hole contracted as he shot out four wonderful and long loads. But his ecstatic groans couldn’t be heard over the still mad chanting of the audience. I was then squeezed into my own exhausting climax as Ricky departed and collapsed on the seat next to me. All three of our loads mixed on my waist as we all gasped for breath.

We weren’t the only ones. All the boys suddenly snapped back around in their seats. It was a good thing that we all let go at the same time. Everyone except us three sat in silence, and shock hit me hard. Standing in front of me down the aisle was an open-mouthed Mr. Harvey, the exact same guy who had tried to get rid of me since he caught me fucking Nathan. I couldn’t believe it was him. How had he got on this trip?

I quickly got my trousers back up before he screeched:
“GABRIEL WILLIAMS! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” He stormed up the aisle, towering over our whimpering bodies. Ricky and Kyle followed suit and hid their dripping rods. “From what I see, this looks like you’ve been up to your old games again!”
“Sir…”
“There’s no need for words Williams! You can keep your mouth shut!” he was going red in the face at that. Best to keep quiet then…
“In fact, as senior leader on this trip, I can do what I damn well please!” Oh no… “Not even sucking up to Mr. Owen will get you out of this one!”
“Please sir…”
“SHUT UP WILLIAMS! I HEREBY EXPELL YOU FROM ROYAL HIGH HILL PRIVATE SCHOOL!!”

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