Date: Sat, 14 Jan 2006 07:56:50 -0800 (PST)
From: mister axl <axlwrite55@yahoo.com>
Subject: Billy's Dreams Come True 2-A

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             Copyright 2006 by AxL

             Disclaimer: The following contains acts of sex involving
minors and/or adults, as well as strong language and/or acts of
violence. If you find this material offensive it is advised that you read
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you are underage. Then you're advised to read no further.

The following is a work of fiction. Any similarity to people or events is
completely coincidental.


			 Billy's Dreams Come True
				    2-A

 Billy awoke from a restless sleep. He had many thoughts running through
his head. First of all he had the guilt of what he had done with his best
friend Tommy. He also had a feeling of dread at having to face the boy on
Monday morning at school. He could tell by the way Tommy was acting before
he left that he was uncomfortable and probably happy to be leaving. Billy
had also had many visions of the weekend flashing through his mind. He
thought of the warmth of Tommy's body, the smooth flesh inside his
underwear. He thought of the smell of Tommy's sock that brought his four
inch erection to full attention. He thought of the moans Tommy let out as
they lay on top of one another and dry humped each other. Billy tossed and
turned that night with a wave of confused thoughts running through his
head. On one hand he couldn't wait to take a shower in the morning and to
jack himself off thinking of Tommy's tiny, brown nipples and his tight
little ball sack. He would stand in the shower and stroke himself as he
envisioned himself looking into Tommy's sapphire blue eyes, running his
hand across the sandy blond hair that lay back as the sprays of water
bounce off of his back.

 The next morning Billy jumped out of bed and ran straight to the
shower. He felt physically and mentally drained. He had thought of telling
his parents that he was not well enough to go to school. But he did not
want to be left alone all day and there was no way his mother or father
would take the day off.

 He washed himself as he envisioned himself getting to school and saying hi
to Tommy. His best friend would not be rude but he would be offish. By the
end of the day he would be avoiding him altogether. Billy could see himself
sitting alone in the cafeteria while Tommy and the rest of their friends
sat together and laughed and cut up with one another. Billy didn't really
consider many of the other boys to be his friends anyway. They were
friendly with him and such but he just did not feel very close to them and
did not feel they cared about him one way or the other.



  Billy climbed out of the shower without his much anticipated release and
went about his daily routine of preparing for school. Before he had moved
here, he and Tommy would have walked to the bus stop together. Today, he
would not only walk alone, but he would stand there by himself as
well. Most of the other kids in the neighborhood rode to school with their
parents. He did not ride with the other kids because he did not know any of
them. Most of the kids in this neighborhood were much younger than him and
would be going to an elementary school. He walked to the bus stop in a daze
and leaned against a telephone pole as he waited for the bus to come. He
climbed on and sat at the front in his usual spot, "the un-cool kid spot."
Billy had never thought of himself as un-cool, it's just that he did not
know many of the kids on this bus. He made a mental note to get to know
some of them or to simply make his way to the back of the bus and establish
himself as "cool".

 The bus arrived at the school and it was worse than he imagined. Tommy
usually waited for him at his locker but there was no sign of him. Billy
waited impatiently through two classes until he would have a class with his
friend in it. He did not see even a glimpse of Tommy until then and when
the roll was called, Tommy was nowhere to be found. Billy did not know how
to feel about this. Was Tommy so distraught by this weekend that he was
unable to come to school? Perhaps he had gone home and told his mother and
father what had happened over the weekend and they were taking him to a
counselor, and even the police to report Billy's actions.

 Billy felt panicky as these thoughts raced through his mind. They will no
doubt take Tommy out of this school while everything is sorted out. Billy
wondered through the remainder of the day with these thoughts in his
mind. When one of his friends would ask Billy where Tommy was, he would
look up out of his daze and then mumble that he did not know. When he got
home he went right up to his room and lay on his bed.

 "I am in so much trouble." He said to no one. "I wonder if I should tell
my mother and father what happened this weekend."

 Billy did not know if he could go through this alone. Perhaps if he told
his parents about the weekend first, they would not be as shocked when
Tommy's parents contacted them. He wondered how they would react. Would
they be supportive? Maybe they would send him away to a place for sexual
deviants.

Billy eventually drifted off to sleep and had a restless dream that he were
at school. He found Tommy in one of the bathrooms. He silently locked the
bathroom door and walked up to Tommy who was standing at a urinal.

 Billy reached around the boy and took Tommy's smallish boy dick in his
hand.

Tommy let out a gasp and tried to put himself back into his pants but Billy
held firm.

 He slowly turned Tommy toward him and he looked the boy in his eyes. Tommy
was just slightly taller than Billy, who at 13, was nearly a full year
older than Tommy.

 Billy could see a mix of emotions in Tommy's eyes.

 "I'm a little disappointed in you Tommy." Billy said still holding Tommy's
flaccid penis in his hand.

 Tommy only looked down at his feet. "I didn't know what else to do." Tommy
mumbled.

 "If you didn't like what we did you should have told me." Billy said
giving Tommy's balls a squeeze.

 "I know." Tommy whispered, not looking up.

 "But you know what I think?" Billy said releasing Tommy and lifting the
boys chin with his finger. "I think you loved every minute of if. I think
you felt guilty that you loved it so much and figured that if you told
someone that the guilt would go away. That's what I think."

 Tommy looked at him a moment before looking down again.

 Billy reached down and gently tugged on Tommy's smallish dick until it had
grown to its full three inches.

 "I think you need to make it up to me some way." Billy said still stroking
the boy who was now breathing heavy.

 Tommy nodded and waited for instruction.

 "Get undressed." Billy demanded releasing the boy and taking a step back.

 Tommy slowly began to remove his shoes.

 "Give me one of your socks." Billy said taking a deep whiff as Tommy began
to remove the rest of his clothes.

 Tommy stood naked before Billy with his hands covering his now deflated
dick.

 "Move your hands. I want to look at your little dick and balls." Billy
demanded.

 Billy moved closer to Tommy and began to open his own pants. He leaned
against the sink and instructed Tommy to walk over and get on his
knees. Tommy did so without hesitation and Billy pulled out his stiff dick
and rubbed it across Tommy's face. Tommy moaned.

 "Yeah. See, you do like it." Billy giggled

 Tommy kept darting his tongue out to catch Billy's dick. Finally Billy fed
it into the boy and he eagerly sucked it in and bobbed up and down on it.

 Billy grabbed Tommy's hair and pumped into his face hard, causing Tommy to
let out a moan and even a gag or two.

 Billy suddenly stopped face fucking Tommy and told him to stand up.

 "Now lean over the sink." He instructed.

 Tommy did so hesitantly, fearing what was to come next.

 Billy filled his hand with soap from the dispenser and began to lube his
finger. He then jammed it into Tommy causing the boy to let out a yelp and
then a moan. Billy continued to thrust his finger into the boy. He then
removed it and slowly worked a second finger into him. Tommy was moaning
and emitting a high pitched coo. Billy began to slam his fingers into the
boy, who was leaning over the sink with his legs spread apart. Suddenly
Billy heard the warning bell sound and pulled his fingers out of Tommy.

 Billy awoke from his dream to the reality that the phone was ringing. He
jumped up and answered it hoping it would be Tommy, but it was only his
mother.

 She asked him if everything was alright and he said yes but that he did
not feel well. This, he felt was a good strategy, as it set the tone for
tomorrow if he did not want to go to school.

 When Billy hung up the phone he went to the kitchen for a bite to eat.  He
sat at the table and looked at the place where Tommy had sat over the
weekend. He quickly finished his food and went back upstairs. He decided to
get into the hot tub, so he grabbed his swim trunks.  He was getting ready
to put them on when he dropped them, when he bent down to pick them up he
found the sock he had used for his masturbation as well as the two condoms
he had found in his parents drawer. He tucked the condoms away and threw
the sock into the dirty clothes pile with a feeling of guilt hitting
him. "Like the crusty sock won't bring up some questions" He thought to
himself.

 He threw the trunks on just incase his parents came home, but the reality
was that once he was on the deck he would climb into the tub and remove
them. Billy removed his trunks and took a quick inventory of pubic
hairs. They were more visible when they were wet. He counted seven or eight
black hairs on each side of the base of his penis. He had grown hard while
touching himself and leaned over and thrust himself into one of the
jets. The sensation was incredible and in no time he was feeling his
release on its way. He thought of Tommy sitting naked in this same tub and
thrusting into this same jet. He grew more excited and exploded quickly
with a loud groan. Billy turned around and lay in the hot tub with his eyes
closed as his dick slowly deflated. All of his fears and worries came
slamming back to him.

 For a moment he had thought about calling Tommy just to feel out the
situation.  Then he remembered his fears of his parents being
contacted. Maybe Tommy's parents would be content to just keep him away
from Billy. Maybe they would not make a big stink about this after all.

 Billy continued to lay there and then leaned forward and let the jets blow
into his backside. He liked the feeling of the water pounding against his
ass. He then began to rub himself again as he fantasized about Tommy
bending him over and sticking his tongue deep into his butt. "Why would I
want anyone to stick their tongue in my butt?" He asked himself. He was
still pounding on himself furiously when he heard his mother calling his
name through the house. "Shit" He thought to himself." She must have come
home early." He quickly slipped his shorts on as she walked onto the porch.

 She asked him if he was hungry but he told her he already eaten. She asked
if he had his homework done and he told her he had none. With the standard
parental act over with, she turned and went back into the house. Billy saw
no reason to stay in the hot tub so he climbed out and went back up to his
room. His mother asked him if he still felt bad and he told her a little
and that he worried he might have come down with a bug or something. She
told him he could stay home tomorrow if he wanted, but he had to be sure
and make up his homework. Billy made his way up the stairs and climbed out
of his wet shorts. He did not bother to put anything on as he walked across
the hall to hang his shorts. He went back to his room and closed the door,
lying on the bed naked.

 His mind instantly went back to Tommy. He pictured his bronzed body. Billy
could see himself licking Tommy's toes as the boy squealed in
delight. Billy worked his way up the boys hairless legs until he was
licking Tommy's small, hairless balls. Tommy let out a moan as Billy sucked
them into his mouth and gently stroked Tommy's hard penis. Billy sat up and
held Tommy's balls and dick in his hand. He squeezed gently causing the boy
to let out a yelp. He rolled to the side and told Tommy to climb over him
in a sixty nine position. Tommy did so willingly and instantly took Billy
to the base. Billy raised his legs and wrapped them around Tommy's neck as
he fucked into Tommy's mouth. Billy was licking Tommy's balls and poking
his finger into the boys butt. Tommy yelped when he slipped the first
finger all the way in. Tommy let Billy slip from his mouth and began to
kiss his raised butt.

 "Suck me some more." Billy commanded.

 Tommy did as he was told and Billy continued to fuck into the boy.

Tommy was stroking himself as he sucked Billy's dick which was pumping
rapidly into the boy's mouth until Billy felt himself swell and explode
into Tommy.

When he was done drinking what Billy had to offer Tommy rolled off of the
boy.

 Billy opened his eyes and realized he was alone. He missed having Tommy
next to him. He missed being around Tommy and began to feel sad again at
the thought of losing his friend. He made up his mind that if somehow he
could wake up and this had all been a dream, that he would not do anything
else to jeopardize his friendship with Tommy. He lay there and looked at
his deflating penis. He wiggled his body side to side making it roll. He
ran his fingers over the few hairs he had on each side of the base of his
penis. He looked closely at his balls which seemed to be moving inside his
smooth ball sack. It was almost as if they were alive. Billy sat up and
leaned closer to his balls. His nut sack looked almost like a tiny brain
and there seemed to be a lot of slow moving activity in there. He was
growing hard from handling himself and he began to stoke himself again. He
lay back and thought about Tommy some more. He had grown so used to
fantasizing about the boy that he did it without thought. In his mind he
was lying beneath the covers as he sucked on Tommy. Tommy was moaning and
Billy stopped and asked Tommy if he liked it, to which he simply moaned.
Billy suddenly threw the covers off of the boy leaving him completely
exposed. He was gently stroking Tommy as he observed his tiny sack. There
was no hair on it nor was there any hair anywhere else on the boy's
body. Billy turned Tommy over and slowly spread his butt cheeks apart. He
poked his finger into Tommy causing him to cry out. Tommy was thrusting his
butt back into Billy's finger as he stroked his small penis. Billy was
kneeling behind Tommy and stroking himself. Suddenly Tommy began to twitch
and let out a loud gasp. Billy too began to twitch and shot his seed across
Tommy's back and butt.

 Billy lay there on his bed. He looked down at the small puddle of sperm he
had ejaculated across his belly and his chest. He rubbed it into his few
pubic hairs. "This might help them grow." He thought to himself as he got
up and slipped some shorts on before going to the bathroom to get ready for
bed.

			      continued.....

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