Preston turned a corner and saw his bus pulling in at the bus stop. He made it on just as the last few passengers were boarding. As he caught his breath he stepped onto the bus and overheard the conversation of the two foreign men in front of him.
“Are you coming to meeting tomorrow?”
Preston felt a sudden unexpected tightness in his underwear followed by a surge of pleasure in his loins, followed by sticky wetness. He stumbled as cum soaked into his briefs. What just happened? Preston didn't say anything to activate the ring. Was it malfunctioning?
“Are you getting on or not?” growled the surly overweight bus driver.
“Ah yes sorry one moment.” Replied Preston. He dug around for his wallet and as he pulled out the correct change the bus driver spoke again.
“Come on I don’t have all day.”
Preston squeaked and immediately spasmed again, dropping all his coins on the floor. Another orgasm had hit him, adding to the growing puddle of cum in his pants.
“Fucking hell, hurry up or get off the bus.” yelled one of the passengers.
Preston quickly apologized and he pulled out a bill and paid with that instead and crouched down to pick up his coins.
“Leave it and get behind the yellow line.” ordered the Driver “We’re completely behind schedule”
Another spasm caused him to stumble behind the line as the bus doors closed and the bus rumbled forward. He stood up to see the other passengers frowning at the delay and decided to make his way to the back of the bus. He sat in the backseat and inspected his crotch. Luckily none of the semen was showing through the thick cloth of his pants just yet.
He wasn't sure why the ring was activating randomly but he would have to figure out how to take the ring off or return to the shop after work and ask the old man for help. He looked out the window as the bus passed where the shop should be but could not see the door again. He was hoping he just had the location wrong and could retrace his steps.
Preston sat nervously on the bus, hoping another malfunction would not occur. There were no more incidents until the bus was about to pull into the stop before Preston’s. The two foreign men who had boarded the bus before him were sitting in front of him. One was talking loudly enough that Preston couldn’t help but over hear their conversation.
“Sure latest Comet computer is fast when combined with right engine. But it compromises compression rate, when compared to previous generation.”
Preston let out a series of startled groans as six orgasms struck him in rapid succession. Some of the orgasms overlapped, beginning before the previous one finished multiplying the sensation and putting him in intense waves of pleasure and agony. Over a dozen gushes of warm spunk flooded his pants. The moaning caused the two men turned to look at him with a strange look. Preston panicked and quickly stood up covering his crotch with his hands and jumped off a stop early before anyone saw anything.
Outside a group of tourists were looking at the bus schedule. One of them said.
“The one we need is coming in 5 minutes.”
Preston ejaculated again causing him to stumble out of the bus doors as they shut behind him. As the bus rumbled away and Preston replayed the last series of ejaculations in his head he came to a startling conclusion. Any anyone near him said anything that remotely sounded like “Cum” he would orgasm. Of course if he had listened to the shop owner's warning he would already know this.
He swore to himself and tried to figure out what to do.
“Ok take deep breaths. I just have to calm dow-uuuuughhh” but Preston couldn’t even finish his sentence as he pulsed another load of cum in his pants again.