Shared masturbation in a collective.

A few days ago, I was returning to Santa Fe. I took an interurban bus in the afternoon. It was empty. There were two cuties sitting up front, and at the back, only one guy.

I get on and sit next to the window, leaving my heavy backpack on the seat beside me and adjusting my boxer briefs that had slipped down a bit. It seemed like the movement gave the appearance of something else, because when the guy who was sitting at the back gets up and sits between the two seats next to mine, on the other side of the aisle. I thought it was weird, naturally.

I started acting like an idiot and looking around every now and then to see what was going on, until I started noticing certain low movements...

I was nervous for a long time because nothing like that had ever happened to me before. I felt embarrassed looking directly, so I tried to sneak peeks. After about 15 minutes, I got tired, settled in, and started wanking over my pants, with total shamelessness, while looking out the window. I couldn't see what reaction the guy next to me was having, but I told myself that if he didn't mind, he could get off. But no, quite the opposite, the guy started doing the same thing until he got up, pulled down his pants, and left his cock hanging in the air, wanking violently. That's when I said to myself, 'That's it,' and unzipped my pants, lowered my fly, and started wanking too.

We were like that, each of us on our side of the aisle, looking at each other every now and then with complicity, and trying not to get caught, but the bus was empty and the route was a straight shot.

I don't know if it ended, I didn't want it to because I tend to spill and didn't want to get off the bus all stained. When we got to the city, we stashed our cocks away but kept touching each other over our pants, making faces, laughing at what we'd done. A couple of crazy guys.

Keep wanking!