The bus heaved and sighed, laboring under the weight of the city's hurried masses. Junk moved with the crowd, boarding the bus with a confident stride. He took a seat near the back, his heart pounding with exhilaration as he spread his legs slightly. His signature 3 inch inseam baggy shorts, worn without underwear, offered a tantalizing glimpse of his fat, circumcised cock and balls.
Junk affected a look of disinterest, but his eyes gleamed with mischief as he watched the passengers file in. A group of three college girls caught his eye, gasping in surprise as they spotted his accidental exposure. The boldest of the group led her friends to the seat opposite Junk, her gaze locked on the forbidden fruit before her.
Junk allowed his head to loll back, feigning sleep as the girls settled in. Their whispers filled the air, sharp and excited, as they marveled at the size of his member. Junk squirmed in his seat, spreading his legs wider and giving the girls a clear view of his huge cock draped across his thigh.
Their hushed conversations grew more animated, the girls debating whether or not to take pictures. Junk reveled in the power of the situation, his heart racing as the girls leaned in for a closer look. He could hear their breath catch in their throats, the anticipation thick in the air.
The boldest of the group reached out, her fingers hovering just above the exposed flesh. Junk's cock began to stir, growing thicker and longer in its flaccid state. The girls gasped, their eyes wide with wonder as they took in the sight. Junk continued to feign sleep, his heart pounding in his chest as the girls decided to take a risk.
They leaned in closer, their phones raised to capture the moment. Junk's heart raced, his cock growing harder by the second. He was their captive audience, a willing participant in this rare opportunity to be naughty voyeurs.
The girls pulled back, their faces flushed with excitement as they examined the photos. Junk allowed himself a small smile, his body thrumming with energy and desire. The bus rumbled on, the city outside a blur of color and sound. Junk knew that this was only the beginning, a taste of the excitement to come. He couldn't wait to see what the rest of the day would bring.
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