Perverts 'R' Us

The Bus Ride: Another Grandpa and Timmy Tale

By Boy O' Boy ( M/b, inc, pedo, exhib, voy )

This is a fantasy story. It is neither based on fact, nor are the characters real. In other words, you Right Wing, nosy hate-mongers who haunt these sites looking to persecute someone for their thoughts need to chill and go elsewhere to flex your hypocritical muscles. I suggest you do your insider trading and start your wars and leave us normal people alone. If it is illegal to read this because of your age or locality, leave now or forevermore hold your piece.

The man had picked up his grandson early this morning, and before they went on their way he brought him to his home to make some preparations. You see this grandfather is a pedophile. He had been sexual with little Timmy since he was in diapers. Timmy was now reaching the ripe old age of four very rapidly. A cuter kid would be hard to find, but then every grandpa thinks his grandkids are the cutest I guess. They were taking a bus trip downtown to see the sights.

Before they left home he had changed Timmy's clothes. He kept a pair of too-small shorts and a T-shirt with the words, "Grandpa's Little Boy Toy" written on the front. He made sure that Timmy had pulled off his undies before he dressed him in the shorts. He also checked to see if the hole that he had purposely sewn into the crotch was in the right position. It was a 2-inch slit that went from the boy's penis and balls and ended just past the little boy's asshole. When he was standing or walking it was not noticeable at all. When the boy sat with his legs closed it was likewise unnoticeable.

The fun would begin when his grandfather whispered in his ear at the appropriate time for him to spread his smooth little legs wide to give some unsuspecting bus passenger an unobstructed view of his little genitals. The well-hidden Velcro tabs would easily pull apart then. He completed the task of dressing the boy by pulling on his socks and sneakers and they were off to the bus stop.

They only had to wait a couple of minutes. As they boarded the bus, the grandfather nodded to the driver and winked. The man behind the wheel was well acquainted with the pedophile and smiled back. He rubbed Timmy's hair and welcomed him aboard too. The adult and toddler made their way slowly toward the rear of the bus. They made sure that wherever they sat that the driver's view of them in his large mirrors would not be obstructed. In payment for this courtesy the driver never charged the man a fare. There were only a few passengers on the bus at first, but as it traveled to its city destination it would begin to pick up more and more commuters.

It didn't take long before their target stepped up onto the bus. It was a man about 35 years old, dressed in well-worn Levis, boots, and a light jacket. He was obviously a working man. He was tall and lean and had a two-day growth of beard. The driver made a point of announcing, "All passengers to the rear of the bus, please." The man grabbed a vacant seat near the middle of the bus. It was one of those seats that sat lengthwise and could hold three people during more crowded trips if need be. For now though, he sat alone.

It was time for Timmy to go into action. The boy was lying on his side next to his grandpa. As his grandfather whispered in his ear he smiled excitedly and spread his legs wide. The faint sound of the Velcro tabs giving way went unnoticed. At first nothing happened. The man did not notice anything out of the ordinary. He glanced at the changing scenery like any commuter does until his head turned in the direction of the man and boy sitting across from him and two rows farther back. His brow furrowed as if he was trying to make out what he was looking at. He averted his eyes nervously at first but like someone passing an accident on the highway his head moved back to take a closer look.

His eyes widened as he realized that the kid had no underwear on. Not only that, but there was a hole in his shorts big enough so that his little boy cock and balls and a good part of his smooth ass crack were fully exposed. He looked nervously at the grandfather who seemed oblivious and who seemed to be intently reading a day-old newspaper. Little did he know that the grandfather had been observing him for some time.

The man continued to look at the salacious sight of the exposed little boy. He saw him lean over and rest his head on his grandfather's lap. He snuggled up against his grandpa but kept his legs spread widely so that nothing was hidden. The man unconsciously adjusted his growing cock in his pants as he viewed the scene. He removed his jacket and placed it on his now bulging lap so he could cup his cock and balls without being seen, or so he thought. He was confused. Never before had he thought of little boys in a sexual way. But he couldn't keep his eyes off the smooth genitals of the innocent kid lying on the bus seat. He tried to look without being obvious.

Timmy seemed restless. It was a well-practiced routine. He began to adjust his position until his cheek felt his grandfather's half swollen cock against it. His hand moved up and squeezed it. He did not try to hide his movement at all. In fact, he made sure that the man had seen what he was doing. The bus driver smiled to himself as he too grasped his cock and gave it a squeeze while he viewed the subtle seduction in the strategically placed mirrors. His dick was now sliding down the left leg of his blue uniform pants.

As the bus jolted and jostled down the uneven city streets, Timmy rubbed his grandpa's cock more firmly now. His tiny hand reached up to unzip the man's fly. An audible moan could be heard from across the aisle. Neither grandfather nor grandson seemed to take notice. His hand wiggled into the man's open fly and snuggled up against the warm, moist nut sack. He began to feel around and rub his tiny hand into the man's pubic hairs and then he grasped his grandfather's big cock. His little fingers barely went ¾ths the way around the thick, uncut piece of meat. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, the little kid maneuvered the cock so that it was partially exposed. The head was still encased in the loose, veiny, wrinkled foreskin but the tip was wet with shiny pre-cum. Timmy licked it like an ice cream cone. His little boy cocklet was stiff now and Timmy rubbed it with his free hand.

The observer nervously unzipped his pants hoping not to be seen by any of the other passengers. He had to let his cock straighten out. It was so uncomfortable being bent and bunched up in his pants that he was in real pain. Again the grandfather's eyes quickly averted at just the right moment so the onlooker had no idea he was aware of being looked at.

He put his rough hand on his grandson's head and rubbed his hair lovingly. The boy sighed and brought his cock-filled little hand further out of his grandpa's open fly. He aimed the partly-hidden cock at his little pink lips and began to suckle the tip of the head a bit. To anyone not sitting close by, nothing at all seemed amiss. To the man watching it all unfold it was too much to take in. He groaned out loud and then quickly tried to cover up the moan with a slight coughing sound. To everyone aboard it had succeeded except the two across from him. They were not fooled.

Again the bus driver groped himself as he pulled to the curb to take on another passenger. No one ever looks at a bus driver. He could have been driving the bus with no pants on and gotten away with it. He felt secure in the fact that his engorged cock would go unnoticed. The door squeaked open noisily and the sound of change hitting the fare box echoed in the bus. The woman took a seat near the front of the bus. No longer did the driver advise new passengers to move to the rear of the bus. He had accomplished what he intended.

The nervous man turned his head back to the sight he had been enjoying and hoped that it had not been some kind of an hallucination. It was not. Only now the scene had changed slightly. He gasped as he saw the sinewy hand of the older man openly, yet still secretly begin to fondle the boy's exposed genitals. The boy had his eyes closed now and was sucking the head of his grandpa's penis. The skin was bunched up behind the head in a wrinkled mass of tan skin. The boy's hand grasped the pedophile's cock just below that area. The man's hand was now openly masturbating the boy's cocklet.

The movement under the jacket became more noticeable now. He didn't care. His mind was not on modesty. He couldn't control his arousal. The grandfather smiled at the man now. He nodded his head approvingly. The man nervously smiled back. He was unsure of what to do next. He looked at the older man as he signaled him to take the seat directly across from the duo. The view would be much better from that vantagepoint and afford more privacy too. He clutched his jacket to his crotch and swiftly scooted to the empty seat. The bus driver had been following the whole scene and craned his neck so as not to miss anything.

The grandfather moved his position so he was leaning against the sidewall of the bus and spread his legs wide. He had to slightly reposition his grandson but kept his hand on the little boy's genitals. The size of the grandfather's fingers dwarfed the tiny boy's genitals. He slid his cock out of his fly now so the man could see how big and thick it was. The little boy shoved more of the purple cock head into his sweet cherubic mouth and began to suck it faster now. He tasted the first ooze of pre-cum and swallowed it.

The man kept pace as he masturbated to this most perverted scene before him. He was hidden now by the seat back in front of him and he moved his jacket aside. His engorged cock was wet with pre-cum and his hand was moving in a blur of urgent release. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would ever see anything like this on a public bus, yet he was powerless to do anything but jack off to the obscene view in front of him.

The driver glanced in the strategically positioned mirrors near the rear of the bus. He didn't want to miss any of this. His eyes darted at the road ahead and quickly back to the erotic scene reflected in the mirrors. His cock was oozing pre-cum and a dark navy spot was spreading rapidly. He was glad that he would be nearing the end of his shift in just a few minutes.

As the grandfather pulled at his belt buckle and then unsnapped the metal tab holding his trousers together he smiled lasciviously at the man across from him. He opened his pants to expose a naked crotch area that had a full pubic bush of black and silver hairs. He hefted his heavy ball sack out of the enclosure and squeezed it provocatively. The little boy sucked harder on his grandpa's fat cock, milking it of more pre-cum.

The man's scream/moan was stifled as much as possible as his cock spurted gobs of thick cum onto his shirt and jacket. A fountain of cum gushed up and out as his hand continued to stroke it at a dizzying pace. His face was flushed and drawn up in sheer agony/ecstasy as he squeezed his cock again and again to get the most feeling out of his first ever public cum. It was also his first cum in front of a little boy. The sheer nastiness of the scene made the man shake uncontrollably. His breath came in gasps now. His face was flushed with excitement. His hand gradually slowed until it just grasped the base of his softening prick. He squeezed it tightly. White thick cum oozed out of the piss slit and dribbled down the shaft and over his knuckles.

The bus pulled to the curb and the man got up quickly and ran to the rear exit clutching his jacket tightly to his midsection. His embarrassment at what he had done struck home now that his sexual exhilaration had subsided. He was ashamed and guilt ridden. As the bus pulled off, the grandfather looked back and smiled an evil, self-satisfied smile as the man got smaller in the distance. Another success story he thought to himself. It just confirmed his assertion that a man, any man would become completely aroused at the sight of a little boy doing very nasty things to himself or to another man, even in public; especially in public.

As the big vehicle lumbered off, the new passenger made his way towards the back of the bus as he was ordered to do. The driver was very discerning when it came to choosing the right man. The passenger held onto the backs of the seats for balance as it jostled from side to side, as buses are wont to do. He slid into the empty seat and settled in to read his newspaper. Some-thing caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. He did a double-take as he saw the young boy's legs spread open. The little kid's penis and balls were fully exposed. He could see his tiny pink pucker of an asshole also.

He tried not to notice, he really did. But he kept moving his eyes back to the erotic sight only 3 feet away. His first thought was to tell the older man sitting beside the boy that his little charge was exposed. He thought better of it. He felt his groin begin to tingle. He saw the older man sleeping beside the boy with his hands in his lap. He licked his lips unconsciously and groped his crotch as he stared at the lewd scene across the aisle. He looked around nervously to make sure he could not be seen. He rubbed the outside of his pants feeling the growing mound inside. He little noticed the mirrors near the ceiling on either side of the bus giving the driver an unobstructed view.

The boy spread his legs enticingly. His little uncut cocklet and smooth balls hung invitingly in the open slit of his pants. The boy put his hand between his legs and began to openly rub his butthole. He lifted his finger to his face and smelled it. The boy reached down between his little legs and rubbed his hole again. It quivered at his touch. The man across the aisle nearly cried out when he saw this nastiest of all actions. The grandfather squinted through half closed eyes at the man and smiled to himself. He knew that before long this man too would try to hide his throbbing cock behind his newspaper as he masturbated to the nasty little boy taking a bus ride.

He unzipped his pants as he stared at the little kid who seemed oblivious to what he was doing. As his cock inched its way out of his zipper he exposed himself to the little boy. He smiled nervously hoping that the boy's grandfather would not awaken and see the pervert across the aisle trying to entice his little grandson.

The boy knew the routine well. He sat up and scooted off the big seat and walked across the aisle. Still, his grandpa feigned sleep. Timmy sat on the stranger's seat and smiled as he looked at the big cock throbbing in front of him. He licked his little lips and watched as the man glanced around nervously before reaching for the boy. He put his hand between the kid's legs and rubbed the naked skin there. He felt for the little indentation that marked the boy's anus. He wanted to sniff the musk as he'd seen the boy do a moment ago. He gently slid his finger up to touch the tiny nut sack and penis. As his eyes closed he rubbed his scented finger across his upper lip and shivered. The smell of the young boy's anus lingered there.

He grasped the boy's hand and pulled it to his cock and the boy knew what to do. He began to masturbate the man secretively. He felt the man's big hand on the back of his neck and leaned forward willingly. He opened his young mouth and began to suckle the head of the fat cock as he continued to masturbate him. It didn't take long before he felt that familiar swelling and he prepared to taste the creamy reward he worked so diligently to achieve. The man pushed harder on the boy's neck and shoved his hips up as his cock spurted into the pink, hot, wet little mouth. The boy gulped and gasped as spurt after spurt of thick cum coated his tongue and filled his mouth.

As the man felt the last spurts of his cum drain from his balls into the little boy's mouth he looked across the aisle at the grandfather. His eyes widened, as he knew he had been caught in the act of child molestation. He gulped hard. Then he saw a wry smile slowly come across the grandfather's face. He knew it had been a set up. He smiled back nervously and patted the boy on his head as he walked back across the aisle to the comfort of his grandpa's lap. As the man got up to leave he smiled at the duo and rubbed his crotch as he felt another twinge go through his genitals.

No sooner had he exited the bus than the grandfather picked up little Timmy. He positioned the slit in the boy's shorts so that his cock head rubbed the boy's tiny pink anus. Timmy knew what to do. He reached between his outspread legs and aimed the mushroom head at his little pucker. He sighed as he felt it prying his sphincter slowly open. He was used to feeling his grandpa's cock pushing into his hole. The jostling of the bus helped. In no time Timmy was sitting on his grandpa's lap with the pedophile's cock buried deep inside his tight, wet hole. To the casual observer it looked like he was simply sitting in his grandpa's lap doing some sightseeing. It looked that way to the man who sat down across from them too. The look on Timmy's face belied that innocence.

The grandfather smiled to himself as he spread his legs wider and turned his torso slightly towards the man. He nodded a casual hello and the stranger returned it. Just a normal greeting to be sure. The man looked here and there as the bus lumbered down the City Street. He turned his head and looked past the two sitting across from him trying not to make eye contact. The casual social amenities had been achieved. He noticed a difference in the color between the boy's dark shorts and the grandfather's green pants. It looked like some exposed flesh but he couldn't be sure. He casually looked again, trying not to be noticed. His mind couldn't wrap around what he was seeing. You could practically see his mind racing to make sense of what his eyes were looking at.

The man blushed a deep crimson as it dawned on him what was unfolding before his very eyes. As the bus jostled the pair, the base of the man's thick phallus pulled out of the boy's asshole an inch or more. There was no mistaking what was going on now. The man's gaze shot up to meet the grandfather's knowing smirk. He felt like a cornered cat. Should he leave now or should he pretend he hadn't seen what he saw? He looked down once again and saw the cock begin a slow in and out fucking of the tiny boy sitting there. The wet sound it was making was unmistakable. The sublime look on the kid's face said it all. He was enjoying this. No, it was more than enjoyment, it was sheer ecstasy if going by the expression on the boy's face said anything. He heard a slight moan of appreciation escape the boy's lips.

The man licked his lips as he felt an electric surge go through his balls and cock. He couldn't take his eyes off the perverted scene. He was mesmerized. His hand reached for his cock and he squeezed it. He was helpless to do otherwise. He unzipped his pants as he looked nervously right and left. He felt secure in that no one was close enough to see his now rock hard cock poking out the zippered hole of his pants. He masturbated to the rhythm that the man was slowly fucking his grandson. Pre-cum oozed ceaselessly out of his piss hole. He cared not. For five minutes this indecent public scene went on. Finally he heard a grunt from both grandfather and grandson. He saw the little boy's penis quiver as his dry orgasm shot through his genitals.

His own cock erupted and the first spurt flew so high that it went above the protective wall of the seat back beside him. It plopped down onto the man's pants as spurt after spurt of hot cum erupted from his cock. The man collapsed back onto the wall of the bus and closed his eyes as he tried to swallow. But his mouth was so dry he had no saliva left. He sat there for a few minutes before he composed himself. He looked across as the grandfather slowly slid his thick member out of the boy's well-fucked hole. It was followed by a wet sucking sound as the head plopped out of the boy's butt. It glistened in the daylight with cum and ass juices. The middle-aged man didn't bother to wipe himself off. He slid the softening cock back into the dark cave of his loose-fitting pants. Later on he would savor the smells of sex and his grandson's ass juices that lingered on his cock and balls.

The newly minted pedophile that had watched it all got off at the next stop and disappeared into a crowd of shoppers. He would never forget what he'd seen this day. He would never look at a little boy at a playground in the same way again.

All too soon the bus had reached the end of its line. All passengers were asked to disembark. The distinct smell of sex wafted through its interior.

"See you two tomorrow. Same time?" the driver said.

He winked at the duo as they exited his bus. He licked his lips and groped his still swollen cock to squeeze more pre-cum out. He couldn't wait to get to the terminal restroom. He knew from past experience that there would be any number of perverts or horny teen boys more than willing to suck him off there. He needed to be sucked off badly. Hell, he might suck off a boy or two himself before heading home to his wife and kids.

The grandfather and his young charge crossed the street and stood at the bus stop. As people walked by they smiled at the pair. It was nice that the little boy had such a loving grandpa to take him on trips to the city some were thinking. Their ride home would be just as much fun as the ride downtown had been. They stood beside a college kid carrying a backpack. He barely looked to be eighteen years old. His small build was well proportioned. He wore those baggy pants that were the style of the day and that pissed off boy admirers the world over. They would wait to see which seat the young man took and then sit opposite him.

As little boy and man followed up the rubber-covered steps and entered the bus they were greeted with a knowing smile by the driver. "Move to the rear of the bus, please." he commanded. Then he winked at the well-known pedophile. He adjusted his big mirror as the trio slowly walked to the rear section of the bus. He absentmindedly groped himself as he pulled away from the curb. This was going to be an eventful route for him to be sure.

The college student threw his backpack on the seat and swung around to sit down. The grandfather picked up his little grandson and sat him down on his lap. They took the seat across from the student. The boy smiled at the young stranger. The man smiled back. He little knew just how much of a smile he would have on his face at the end of this bus ride. Timmy lay down on his grandpa's lap and spread his little legs. The slight sound of Velcro tabs giving way went unnoticed.

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