Date: Tue, 2 May 2000 07:49:07 -0500
From: Mark Smiddy <marks@apex.net>
Subject: Max's Dream Part 2 _continued from Max's Dream Pt 1

Max's Dream
Part 2

   Max Evan's felt himself being pulled further away from Earth drifting
upward toward the star studded night sky above him, leaving the dark desert
floor of Roswell behind him. He moved past the pale gray cratered surface
of the moon in the blink of an eye, beginning to move faster and faster as
he headed toward the edge of the solar system streaking past the other
planets and out into the galaxy beyond. The stars streaked past like
streaming comets trailing their light behind them as he hurtled faster and
faster into the vast blackness. Then without warning he suddenly found
himself streaking toward another star that grew quickly into the bright orb
of a sun around which other planets circled, 'This is my home,' Max
realized with a surge of excitement, 'one of those planets must be my
world.'  It was then that the universe began to recede as quickly as he'd
arrived, he clawed at the emptiness around him trying to stay, desperately
wanting to see which of the spinning planets just ahead was home. "No! I
have to see!!" he cried out to whatever force was pulling him back sending
him hurtling backward through space. He felt hot tears of frustration
spring to his eyes as he watched the sun before him shrink away until it
was only a pinpoint of light indistinguishable among the millions of others
around him.
   "Max!" he heard a familiar voice call out.
   With a start Max felt himself pulled with frightening speed back to
Earth, he tried to brace himself for the impact as he saw the desert floor
streaking up at him.
   "Max, get up we're going to be late!" he heard Isabelle calling out.
   Just before he slammed into the rocky desert floor his eyes flew open
and he realized he was lying in his own bed in a tangle of sweat soaked
sheets. He opened his mouth to call out to Isabelle wanting to tell her
what he'd just seen when he realized that not all of the dampness in the
sheets was sweat. Lying naked on his back he saw that his stomach and chest
were splashed with still warm pools of cum. With the realization that he'd
just had an orgasm he suddenly recalled the rest of the dream.
   He'd been alone in the shower at school, standing naked under the hot
jets of water from the showerhead when he'd felt the presence of the dark
haired stranger again. The man had moved up behind him and gently slid his
arms around Max's torso, then with open palms the stranger had let his
hands move down over Max's chest brushing slowly over his nipples causing
them to harden. From there the dream had grown more and more erotic and
intense until Max and the dark haired stranger were locked in a feverish
embrace with the man finally bringing Max to orgasm. It was at the very
instant that Max had started to cum when he'd felt himself being hurled
into space.
   "I'm up!" he called out to Isabelle not wanting her to come into his
room and find him in the midst of the results of his latest wet dream. He
kicked aside the damp sheets and stood up to stretch before heading into
the bathroom to shower. He quickly lathered and rinsed his body washing
away the evidence of his nighttime encounter, his mind puzzling over the
events of the past few days. He'd tried to make love to Liz the night
before hoping that in doing so she would see more of the visions of his
home planet and to prove to himself that he wasn't gay but in the end he
found he simply couldn't go through with it. But they had discovered
another important piece of the puzzle, the strange glowing orb with the
familiar yet strange markings. He'd asked Liz not to tell anyone about
their discovery until he'd had time to think things over.
   Of course after having been out all night the night before with Liz and
having both their parents waiting up for them the next day had insured he'd
have plenty of time to think, he was grounded now for the next two
weeks. Not only that but Liz's parents had forbidden her to have any
contact with him what so ever. Max hated that Liz had become so involved in
his life and seemed to get nothing in return but more pain and confusion
and he hated it even more that he was the source of it. He shook himself
out of the regretful chain of thinking as he toweled himself dry and
instead turned his thoughts to the dark haired stranger, the dreams and the
orb.
   Last night for the first time the stranger had spoken to Max in his
dreams and he struggled to recall what it was the man had said when Max had
asked him his name. As Max quickly pulled on his jeans it came to him, the
man had said his name was Jason.

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   Over eleven hundred miles away Jason Stiller sat staring intently at his
computer screen at a photo of the television star and producer Jonathan
Frakes. The caption of the photo read "Roswell Celebrates Crash
Anniversary." Jason's dark eyes moved from the familiar face of Jonathan to
the young man standing beside him, a dark haired youth with piercing
eyes. With a few quick strokes of the keys Jason launched a search for
Roswell and the related article for the photo. After a few moments the full
article appeared on the screen and Jason quickly scanned the printed words
for the name of the youth in the photo."Max Evans," he read aloud.

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   Max suffered through his classes at school; the hours seemed to drag by
at an agonizing pace while the teachers droned on and on. But finally the
bell rang for the last time and he hurried out to the parking lot and into
the jeep. Isabelle and Michael followed close behind and he waited
impatiently for them to get into the vehicle. He drove quickly through town
and they dropped Michael off at his new apartment before heading home.
   "You're awfully quiet today." Isabel observed.
   "Just a lot on my mind at the moment," Max answered doing his best to
keep his voice neutral, knowing that Isabelle would pick up instantly on
the slightest change in his tone.
   Isabelle fixed her dark haired brother with a penetrating look. "Does it
have anything to do with what happened between you and Liz the night you
didn't come home?"
   Max pondered what to say, he didn't want to lie any more than he had to
especially not to Isabelle, but he couldn't bring himself to tell her the
truth. Besides even if he wanted to tell her what would he say? "Nothing
happened between Liz and I and probably never will.in fact I think I may be
gay because I keep having wet dreams about a guy named Jason." Yeah right!
Max sighed and looked over at his sister, "Its nothing really, just
thinking," he said in tone he hoped was casual.
   Isabel continued to gaze at her brother for another moment before she
sighed, "Okay," and turned back to face forward again. He's not telling me
the truth, she thought to herself but she knew better than to push when it
came to getting Max to talk about something he wasn't ready to talk about.
   The rest of the ride home was silent and Max kept turning over thoughts
of the dark haired man named Jason and trying to piece together how he fit
into puzzle of where Max was really from. Maybe the guy has something to do
with the orb Liz and I found, he wondered, but what did he have to do with
the visions I keep having when the two of us have sex in my dreams? Max
decided there was only one thing to do.he'd have to sleep on it and hope
that maybe he'd find out more in his dreams.

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   Jason Stiller sat in the small studio behind the home he shared with his
father and nephew staring up at the canvas before him.the image he'd drawn
in pastels was of the dark haired Max Evans standing in a desert setting
with a multi hued cliff rising behind him. Jeff moved closer and using
quick sure strokes drew a set of symbols onto the cliff face directly
behind Max.
   He stepped back from the canvas again trying to see the picture as a
whole when the phone rang, "Hello," he answered on the second ring.
   "Hey, whatcha know?" came the familiar voice of Jason's friend
Mark. "Still hard at it?"
   "Yeah, I've been working on it all day," Jason replied setting aside the
stick of pastel as he made himself comfortable on a nearby stool. "I just
can't seem to get this guy out of my head, and I don't think it's a
coincidence that he's the same guy I've been having wet dreams about. I
mean what are the chances that you dream about someone and then see their
picture on the net?"
   Mark laughed, "Oh, I don't know I have wet dreams about Ryan Phillippe
all the time and his pictures are all over the net."
   Jason rolled his eyes and smiled, "You really are a smart ass
sometimes."
   "Yep!" Mark replied, "But you still worship the quicksand I walk on."
    "Did I tell you I found out what his name is and where he's from?"
Jason asked choosing to ignore Mark's ribbing.
   "No, you didn't tell me that." Mark answered, "So who is this mystery
man and where is he from?"
   "His name is Max Evans and he lives in Roswell, New Mexico." Jason
replied letting his gaze move back to the canvas and the image of Max.
   "Roswell, New Mexico?" Mark repeated, "Please don't tell me he's into
UFOs and all that conspiracy mumbo jumbo."
   Jason shook his head, "I don't know, the article really didn't say much
about him."  Jason's eyes wandered to meet the hazel colored gaze of Max's
image. "I think I may have to make a road trip soon, you want to go out
west with me?"
   Mark laughed, "If I didn't know better I'd think you were serious."
   Jason continued to look into Max's dark lashed framed eyes, "I don't
think I am kidding Mark."
   Still joking Mark replied, "Okay, it's official, you're starting to
scare me."

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   Max lay in bed with the sheet only pulled up to his waist, the room was
too warm but he couldn't sleep with nothing on him so he compromised. He
glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand; pale blue numbers gave the
time as 11:45pm. I've got to get to sleep, Max thought and he closed his
eyes trying to will himself to sleep.
   He didn't know how long he'd been lying there with his eyes closed but
he suddenly felt the presence of someone else in the room with him and he
slowly opened his eyes.
   Jason stood at the foot of his bed with the dim light from the window
playing across his goateed face, his dark eyes seemed to bore into
Max's. Max felt that somehow Jason could actually see into his soul and the
thought both scared and calmed him at the same time. He opened his mouth to
ask Jason what he wanted but found he couldn't speak so he watched
wordlessly as Jason moved to the side of the bed and leaned down to place
his mouth over his.
   Max felt the soft black hairs of Jason's goatee as they brushed against
his chin just before he felt Jason's lips close over his. Max immediately
opened his mouth to accept Jason's tongue as it slid over his lips, past
his slightly parted teeth and into his mouth, meeting Jason's tongue with
his own. As the kiss deepened and their tongues continued to dance and
twine around each other Max felt the mattress give slightly as Jason slid
into bed beside him.
   Max sighed as he felt Jason's body move next to his and he raised his
hips as Jason's fingers slipped beneath the waistband of his boxers and
slowly pushed them down and off. He was already hard and he could feel
Jason's cock swelling against his thigh as he moved closer.
   Jason pulled away from Max's lips and began to kiss his way downward,
pausing to nibble slightly at the hollow of Max's throat. Then he moved his
kisses down to Max's broad hairless chest, kissing one dark nipple then the
other.
   Max sighed and squirmed as Jason's lips closed over his right nipple
sucking it into his mouth, flicking the tip with his tongue. He let his
fingers wrap themselves in Jason's thick black hair holding his sucking
mouth tighter against his nipple. When he couldn't stand the sensations any
longer he pulled Jason's hot mouth from his right nipple and pushed his
head toward his left nipple.
   Jason's tongue snaked across Max's chest searching for the boy's other
nipple letting himself be guided by Max's hands tangled in his hair. At
last he found the dark circle and sucked the nub into his mouth letting his
teeth graze lightly across the dark flesh.
   Max moaned as Jason continued to suck hungrily at his nipples, the
sensations caused him to drive his hips upward thrusting his stiff cock
against Jason's furry abdomen in harder and faster thrusts.
   Jason pulled away from Max's smooth chest and began to lick his way
slowly down the youth's stomach heading for his throbbing thrusting
cock. He moved over the ridged muscles of his stomach until he felt the tip
of Max's dick press upward against his chin, then in one swift move he
swallowed its entire eight inch length.
   A loud moan escaped Max's lips as he felt his cock sucked into the hot
wet confines of Jason's mouth and he thrust his hips upward until he felt
Jason's nose pressing into his pubic bush and his chin pressing against his
balls. He tightened his fingers in Jason's hair and began to hump his hips
furiously driving his aching cock in and out of Jason's constantly sucking
mouth.
   Suddenly Max felt the mattress shift again as Jason still sucking on his
cock maneuvered his body until he was in a sitting position between Max's
legs. Max started to protest when he realized what Jason wanted but before
he could form the words he felt the broad head of Jason's swollen cock
press its way between the cheeks of his ass aiming for his puckered hole.
   Using his right hand Jason guided his stiff cock between Max's clenched
cheeks pressing his slick cockhead against the boy's tight hole while he
continued to suck hungrily on Max's cock.
   Max tried to hold himself tight against Jason's blunt dick but Jason
continued to press forward until Max felt his ass open slowly to accept
Jason's hard shaft. With a grunt of pain he felt Jason's flared head spear
past his muscles spreading him wider as the shaft of Jason's cock followed.
   At last Jason felt his cock sink all the way into Max's hot ass and he
began to pump his hips driving it in and out while he continued sucking on
Max's dick.
   As Jason drove himself deeper and harder into his ass, Max began
thrusting his hips to meet Jason thrust for thrust, driving his own cock in
and out of Jason's hungry mouth as he rode Jason's thick tool.
   Jason felt Max suddenly tense up and he prepared himself for the load
Max began to pump into his mouth as the boy sank down all the way onto his
cock. He swallowed again and again as Max's thick hot cum jetted from his
pulsing dick.
   Just as it had happened on the night before, at the instant Max began to
cum he felt himself being pulled upward and into space. Tonight he was
eager to allow it, hoping that maybe this night he would actually see his
home planet. But just as he was drifting upward he realized that Jason
hadn't climaxed yet and after the pleasure Jason had just given him it
didn't seem right to just leave and so with a great effort he willed
himself back down. Seeing his home world would have to wait for another
night.
   Jason looked up surprised as he felt Max's weight settle back onto his
cock; he looked up into Max's face.
   Max looked back into the dark eyes staring at him and he smiled,
"Tonight we both cum," he said.
   Jason smiled back and kissed Max's inner thigh gently.
   Max continued to smile as he began to move his hips back and forth
slowly then faster, riding Jason's stiff rod until he felt Jason tense
beneath him.
   Jason moaned loudly as his cock jumped and spas med inside Max's tight
ass pumping it full of cum until they both lay panting and sweating on the
tangled sheets.
   Still joined to Jason, Max felt himself beginning to drift off to sleep
but before he did he rose up and kissed him gently on the mouth.

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   The next morning Jason woke up to find his stomach and chest hairs
matted with sperm.
   A thousand miles away Max woke up to the same.


   Roswell and its characters are copyrights of Warner Brother Studios and
based on original characters created by Melinda Metz. No copyright
infringement is implied or intended. This is a work of fiction and does not
suggest the actual sexual orientation of the characters or the actors that
portray them.