This happened around 10 years ago. I can't remember if college or working na. I rode a bus from Imus to Mandaluyong. It was a weekday, and the heavy traffic especially in Bacoor is unbearable. PITX wasn't erected yet that time so the bus would go straight from Dasma-Ortigas if i'm right. So when I got on the bus, there were no more so seats so I had to stand up. I'm somewhere near the back. People slowly filled the bus, and they were all standing, too, of course. I spotted one guy who I thought was goodlooking, but to be honest, right now I don't remember his face. It's been 10 years after all. I just looked at him a couple of times, because of his good looks. Of course, there weren't any other good sights around me lol. We also have maybe 4 or 5 other people between us. The trip dragged on until we got to Baclaran, turned right on the corner of Heritage Hotel... Most of the passengers started to alight. Finally, there were seats. I sat on the right side, 2 seater, when the guy, still looking at me, went to the back. I looked behind and saw him gesturing that I approach him. Remember that he came from the middle part of the bus and went past me. I even remember the look on his face like he was annoyed I didn't come to him right away. Curious and seemingly having an oh-i-think-i-know-where-this-is-going-kinda-feeling about it, I obliged. Oh I remember why he was annoyed, because a woman sat at the center of the back seat. Then to avoid suspicion, I sat on the left side. He looked at me and rolled his eyes. As the bus was about to cross Taft and EDSA intersection, the woman stood up and left. It was just me and the guy at the back. The rows in in our immediate front were empty. He looked at me again, and gestured on his pants. He's sitting on the far right, and I went on to sit beside him. He unbuttoned his pants while I just looked ahead, looking for and watching out for the conductor. But he was busy shepherding other passengers out and looking for more. My heart was beating so fast. I don't remember all the details, pero naaalala ko na lang na subo ko sya. Tinutulak nya pa ulo ko, at naalala kong binubuksan nya yung kurtina, to which I had to pull back - because the window was quite low and we surely would be seen from outside. We weren't seen by anyone in the bus. I don't even remember how big his dick was, but I wanted to savor it. He was watching out for both of us while he kept my head down with his hand. It wasn't long until he came - in my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow it. He immediately zipped up, tapped my knee, asked where I was going, and transfered at the seat in front of us. I just gave an answer and asked what about him, he just said he's almost there. I wanted to ask for his number but I couldn't. I didn't know how to do that, not that time. I still kept looking at him, but he moved forward. I was stuck there, with his cum in my mouth. The bus reached Ayala and off he went. From the window I looked at him with great satisfaction and regret that I didn't ask for his number. If you're here, which I doubt, just want to let you know that that was one hell of a ride.