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The bus story brings me back. I was a young teenage who tode his bike to the mall when i wrnt to leave it was raining and this good looking older man asked if i wanted a lift. He could put my bike in back of his car and drive me home. I don’t know why maybe his looks or how he ate me ip with his eyes but I said sure. It was summer i was in loose short and t shirt. He had slacks and regular shirt on. As he helped me put my bike in his trunk his hands meet mine i didnt think much of it but did when leaning in to get front tire in he rubbed up against me. Not sure why but got me flushed. As i walked around to door he had slide behind wheel as i waited for him to lean over and unlock my door. Because of rain i jumped in quick and landed my ass on his hand he didn’t quickly pull it out from underneath me. I lift up my hips so he could and meekly apologized he said no problem it was his pleasure. that comment didn’t register with me at first but as got seated he reached into back seat where he had a shirt to uae to dry off with. He had rubbed his head dry and before i realized used it to rub my legs dry. He kind of handed the shirt to me to keep drying off but his running his hands with the shirt along my thighs made my cock grow hard and in the short i wore it was really noticeable. As i wipes my arms and dried by head his hand stayed on my leg. His care had a front bench seat and he was turned towards me. The look he gave me just made my cock that much harder. At this ooint i didnt now what to think my head was rushing. He was talking to me but i wasn’t really hearing him at first. as the humidity of the rain storm increased in the car the windows were fogged. My boy cock was straining as he asked which way to go. I told him either out the back way or could go the main higway to get my house. He responded that he heads the backway to get to his place so will head that way. The windows weren’t clearing that quickly and i was holding the now wet shirt in my lap to hide my hard on. He tried wiping a spot clear with his hand on the windshield just as a huge dumping of rain came down. The noise on the roof was loud and we sat for a minute he said lets give this a minute to pass.as he reached to grab the shirt to wipe the windshield. This meant he brushed against my crotch again. At this point i got wven harder. As he leaned over to wipe the passenger side widshield i could smell his mainliness and feel his presence surround me. Hos face was close to mine and he looked down on my crotch. He then looked at me and commented on my hardon. This put a lump in my throat and made me blush. He seemed to like that.