Date: Thu, 16 Feb 2006 18:57:36 -0800 (PST)
From: mister axl <axlwrite55@yahoo.com>
Subject: Billys dreams come true 3-e

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             Copyright 2006 by AxL

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			 Billy's Dreams Come True
				    3-E

  Billy awoke the next morning and Tommy was gone. He heard the shower
running and lay there waiting patiently until Tommy came back into the
room. He smiled at Tommy who politely returned the smile.
  "It's about time you woke up, lazy butt." Tommy giggled.
  "How did ya sleep?" Billy said gauging Tommy reaction.
  "Not bad." He paused." Better than last time."
  Billy smiled as he sat up in bed and watched Tommy pull a shirt over his
beautiful chest.
  "Well, maybe it will get easier each time." Billy watched Tommy sit on
the bed with his back to him as he pulled his socks on. "By the summer you
won't want to leave." Billy giggled but he was hoping against hope that
this would be the case.
  "Maybe." Tommy said turning to face him.
   The two boys smiled at one another and Billy lay back down and rolled
onto his stomach.
  "Damn, I'm tired. I think I'll lie in bed all day."
  "Well, I need to call mom and find out what time she's picking me up."
  "You guys are leaving tomorrow right?" Billy grumbled. He did not want
Tommy to leave; he wished the boy would spend spring break with him.
  "Yeah, but I still have to pack." Tommy looked down at him, he knew that
Billy did not want him to leave. He felt sorry for Billy, being alone all
the time. "And you need to get your lazy butt up." He said this as he
swatted Billy hard on his ass and then got up and ran down the stairs.
  Billy jumped up and gave chase. He caught Tommy in the den and tackled
him onto the couch. The boys jostled for position until Billy was on top
and holding Tommy's arms down.
  Billy felt himself begin to harden as he looked down at Tommy who
realized that struggling was useless, he lay there and look up at Billy
patiently as he decided his next move. Billy looked down at Tommy.
  "Phew!" Tommy shouted. "You stink, is that your secret weapon? Stink?"
Tommy giggled.
  "Now, why did you swat my butt?' He said it with a giggle. "You know that
I am the only one who gives spankings around here. Now say you're sorry."
 Tommy giggled and began to struggle. "You stink and so does your breath."
 Tommy closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. Billy giggled and
began to bounce on Tommy's chest. "Now apologize."
  "I'm sorry, just don't breath on my anymore." Tommy acted like he was
gagging.
  Billy jumped up. "Just so long as you know who is in charge. Momma's boy"
Billy swatted Tommy on his belly and then ran up the stairs to take a
shower.
  Billy did not fantasize about Tommy while he was in the shower. He
instead, thought of how much fun it was to wrestle with the boy, how it was
nice to be close to him and not be uncomfortable. Billy felt a warm glow
all about him, he was more relaxed than he had been in several months. He
caught himself humming to himself as he brushed his teeth and applied
deodorant to his hairless arm pits. He looked at his naked form in the
mirror, running his fingers through the thin patch of pubic hair above his
dick. "Yeah, that's sexy." He giggled and put his underwear on before
walking into his bedroom.
   When he walked into his bedroom he saw Tommy sitting on the bed with a
strange look on his face.
  "What's wrong?" Billy said pulling a pair of jean shorts out of his
dresser and sliding them on.
  "I just got off the phone with mom. It seems that you're mom called my
mom and they are not coming home tonight so I'm going to be staying with
you a little longer."
  Billy looked at Tommy to gauge his reaction. His own reaction was a
feeling of joy beyond all compare; he wanted to jump out of his skin with
excitement.
  "When I called my mom she talked like I was supposed to know already. It
turns out that my sister has a runway show on Monday so we're not leaving
for Myrtle Beach until Monday evening. My mom's going to pick me up Monday
morning."
  Billy still could not tell if Tommy was happy or sad about the new
development. He stood silently holding a t-shirt and watching Tommy.
  "My mom is going to bring me some clothes. I had to remind her that I
couldn't wear any of your clothes because you were still wearing garanimals
and Osh kosh b'gosh. And there is no way I am going to burrow a pair of
you're stinky old Scooby-doo underwear that is fun to wear." For the first
time Tommy cracked a smile.
  "Umm, Tommy?" Billy said hesitantly. "Are you saying that I still have to
wear little kids clothes?" Billy spoke evenly letting no indication of his
emotions.
  Now it was Tommy's turn to gauge Billy's reaction. He made no reply, he
only watched Billy trying to force back a smile.
  "Tommy? Are you saying I am little? Are you saying I am a little boy
Tommy?"
 Tommy still made no reply, he held Billy's gaze.
  "Because Tommy, I don't like short jokes. I can't help being short just
like you can't help being stupid." Billy said without a grin.
  For the first time Tommy cracked a smile. "So what you are saying Billy,
is that being short, much like being gay is out of you're hands and you
have to work with the cards you are dealt."
  "Well sorta, yeah. Much like you being a dumb little momma's boy. Oh and
one more thing Tommy. If you really meant those things, let me just say
this."  Billy lunged at Tommy. "Fuck you bitch!" He jumped on the boy and
the boys rolled off of the bed and hit the floor with a thud. They were
giggling the whole time.
  Tommy landed on top and held Billy down. "Who's the bitch now?"  Billy
struggled as he tried to throw the boy off. "I got you're bitch, bitch."
  "You mean. You wish you WERE my bitch. Bitch."  The two boys struggled
until Billy found himself on top. "What were you saying about bitches?"
Billy said smugly.
  "I said... you're my bitch..." Tommy said struggling. "And... that you wear
little kids clothes...because you are like a dwarf or something." Tommy was
struggling, but to no avail.
  Billy leaned down as he pinned Tommy's arms and began to blow softly into
the boys face. This was driving Tommy crazy and he fought more frantically.
  "What's wrong? The little momma's boy don't like that? Didn't you're
momma ever teach you to fight?"
  Tommy grunted and groaned as he tried with all his might but Billy would
not yield.
  "You know... I would think a gay boy like you...would know the right way to
blow a guy...if you're gonna blow me then do it right. Gay boy."
  For an instant Billy thought it was an invitation. He wondered if Tommy
was instigating something. "If I go for it." He thought. "And he didn't
mean it, then I will look like a total ass and he will probably get mad."
Billy's mind was racing and he already knew he was hard as a rock. "Did he
mean it or not?"
  "Alright I will." Billy said with a mischievous grin. He slid his knees
on to Tommy arms and then reached around behind him to undo Tommy shorts.
  Tommy lay motionless for a moment as he tried to gauge what Billy was
doing, surely he did not really mean to blow him. Billy reached behind him
and had Tommy's top button undone and was unzipping his zipper. Tommy
seized his opportunity and flipped Billy off of him. He sat atop Billy's
chest with his pants undone. His knees were on the boys shoulders and Billy
was looking at his groin.
  "If you wanted to be on top, you should have just said so." Billy giggled
maniacally.
  Tommy looked down at him with confusion. He shook his head.
  "You sure are gay sweetums." He said as the door bell rang. Tommy jumped
up and headed down the stairs.
  Billy lay on his back gasping. "Only for you. Momma's boy." He yelled as
he sat up.
  "Did that really happen? What would have happened if the door bell had
not rang? Would Tommy have really fed me his dick?"
  Billy stood up and adjusted his hard dick, he slipped a loose fitting
shirt on to cover himself and joined Tommy down stairs. Tommy's mom had
just left when he came to the bottom of the stairs. Tommy was standing at
the door with a bag of clothes.

   Billy walked up behind him and put his arms around Tommy's waist.
  "Now where were we?" Billy spoke into his ear.
  "Stop." Tommy said as he pushed him away gently.
  He started up the stairs and Billy followed. He began putting his clothes
with the others and crumbled the bag as he turned to the door to see Billy
standing there.
  Tommy gave him a shy look and then straightened up. "My mom gave me some
money so we could order a pizza or something. I'm kind of hungry, what do
you have to eat around here?" Tommy said seriously.
  "You could eat me." Billy giggled as he grabbed his crotch.  Tommy let
out a snort. "That's a small meal; I want something with some meat. Now
stop fooling around and let's eat. I'm hungry."
  Billy looked at the boy and realized that the mood had passed; he was
going to have to be more reserved. He turned and walked down the stairs to
the kitchen and the boys fixed cereal for breakfast. It was still before
noon.
  "Are you alright Tommy? You seem upset or offish or something."
  "I'm fine. I'm just pissed at mom; she does crap like this all the
time. They make changes and I am always the last one to know. Its not
staying here that bothers me, its just that I wont have time to pack on
Monday and she will yell at me the whole time to hurry up when its her
fault I didn't get to pack sooner. She said she will pack for me but she
will forget, she will get so wrapped up in what my sisters are doing that
she will forget and it will be my fault. God I hate her sometimes. You have
no idea what it's like living in a house full of women."  Billy smiled and
sat silently, eating his cereal. He was flattered that Tommy trusted him
enough to vent on him, he wanted to say something funny to cheer his friend
up but he just sat and listened.
  "I'm glad that I don't have to go to the dumb run way show. But she could
show me a little respect and tell me as soon as she knows."
  Something dawned on Billy. Tommy was not the last to know, he was. His
parents had still not called.
  "At least your mother called you." Billy interjected with anger. "My dumb
assed mother does not even have the courtesy to call me and tell me that
she is not coming home today." Billy jumped up and grabbed the phone. Tommy
looked on with a dumbstruck expression.
  "Hey mom, it's me Billy. I was wondering when you guys were going to be
home."  A pause. "OH? And just when the hell did you think you might get
around to telling me this? What am I supposed to do?" Billy now had tears
in his eyes. "Tommy has to leave Monday morning.  What if his mother had
left tomorrow? Then what? I can't believe you. This is bullshit!" Another
pause. "I will not watch my mouth. I had to call you because you are too
damned busy to tell me that I have to spend spring break alone? That's not
fair mom. I hate you." The phone slammed down and Billy stormed through the
house. Tommy heard the back door open and he watched Billy walk out and
slam the door. Tommy sat in the kitchen for a moment. He felt worse for
Billy now then ever. He knew his parents were going to be gone most of
spring break but he did not have the heart to tell him, he thought for sure
his mother would have called by now.
  Tommy slowly stood up and walked out to the back porch. Billy was sitting
in one of the lounge chars with his knees pulled up to his face, he was
trembling and crying.
  "Umm hey, you alright." Tommy asked but there was no reply.
 He sat down next to Billy who was still crying very hard.
  "Hey, I'm sorry man. It's just not fair."
  "You have no idea what fair is Tommy." Billy screamed at him.
  Tommy flinched back as he looked at the red and puffy face of his friend.
  "I can not believe they are going to be gone until Wednesday. You're
leaving Monday morning and that means I am all alone until Wednesday."
  Tommy placed his hand on Billy's knee "At least its only one night." He
said trying to comfort him.
 "Have you ever had to stay alone an entire night and day? Well? Have you?"
Billy was still screaming.
  Tommy had never seen him so upset. He did not know what else to say.
 "I'm sorry Billy. I would stay with you, but I can't."
 "Oh fuck it." Billy cried "No one can. Everyone has their own lives and
can't do a damned thing for me and in the end it is me who gets shit on."
 Tommy felt his anger growing; he had never done anything to shit on
Billy. He had been nothing but the best of friends to him and now he felt
insulted by the boy's rash words.
  "You know what?" Tommy jumped up. "I'm really sorry about all this! But
this is not my fault; you have no right to make me feel like crap about
it. I can't see any reason for me to stay here if you're going to be a dick
the whole time." Tommy stormed in to the house and sat in the den. Billy
sat and watched him go and then put his head back on his knees and cried
some more.

  Billy finally had cried himself out and stood. He walked into the house
and then climbed the steps without looking for Tommy. He felt like a jerk
for what he had said to Tommy. His heart ached to tell him that he did not
care if his parents ever came back so long as Tommy would stay with him. He
knew that if he told the boy that he would surely run away. Billy's heart
ached as he slipped out of his clothes and into his swim trunks. A nice
soak would do him some good.
  Billy walked down the steps and in to the den. Tommy was lying on the
couch and flipping through the channels without interest. Billy watched him
for a moment and summoned the courage to speak.
 "Umm." His voice cracked for a moment. Tommy looked at him
indifferently. "I'm going in the hot tub, you want to join me?"
  Tommy did not respond. He sat the remote on the table and stood up. Billy
watched as he brushed past him and went up the stairs. Billy dropped his
head and walked out to the deck and turned on the jets. He climbed in to
the tub and closed his eyes as he laid his head on the edge. He heard Tommy
patter out and then slide into the hot tub.
  He looked up and gave an embarrassed half-smile that Tommy did not
return; he only looked at Billy with no expression.
 "I'm sorry about earlier." Billy said nervously. "I guess I really am a
sissy boy, afraid to stay alone for a night." He looked down and began to
watch his hands move under the water.
 "I'm sorry too." Tommy said softly. "I shouldn't have gone off on you like
that. I really would stay if I could you know. I haven't seen my grandma in
two years." He looked down. "I really miss her." He added softly.
  Billy looked at him and suddenly he felt better.
  He smiled at Tommy. "Is this the part where we kiss and make up?" He
giggled.
 "Gawd. You are so gay. Why don't you kiss my ass?" And with that Tommy
stood and turned his butt to Billy.  Billy reached for the waste band of
Tommy swim trunks. "Alright." He giggled as the pants slid down partially.
  "Hey." Tommy pulled away. "I was joking, alright?" He shook his head in
mock disgust. "You are one gay boy sweetums."
  "Only for you white butt."
  The two boys giggled and then made small talk until it was decided that
they should get out of the house for awhile. Tommy wanted to take a walk
through the neighborhood and see the houses.
 "Who knows? Maybe you will meet someone to keep you company while I am
gone."
 "Yeah." Billy said half heartedly.
 "But don't forget that you are still my Bitch." Tommy said running up the
stairs to change clothes. Billy laughed, but he took his time getting out
of the hot tub and then walked slowly up the stairs. When Tommy came out of
the bathroom Billy was just pulling his swim trunks off. Tommy looked at
him for a moment and then forced himself to look away.
 "I wish you would hurry up. You're slower than a woman."
 "Alright. I'm ready. You can look now." Billy giggled
 When Tommy turned Billy was still naked and standing with his hands above
his head and wiggling his semi hard penis side to side. Tommy looked for a
moment with his mouth open before turning and walking down the steps.
 "Uh oh." Billy thought to himself. "I think I went too far this time." He
threw his clothes on and walked slowly down the steps to find Tommy
watching television again.
  He looked up at Billy "About time."
  Nothing was said about Billy's little flashing incident and the two boys
chatted back and forth about different games, or about when they got home
and could play the boxing game again. They made up their mind to start a
career and take turns fighting. They talked about school and about Myrtle
Beach. They talked about their other friends and Tommy told Billy about the
other kids in the neighborhood, he confessed that he did not see them very
often because he was always running around with his sisters and mother.
  While they were walking a couple of kids rode up on bicycles. Billy did
not see the boy from the day before. They introduced themselves but Billy
did not really pay attention to who was who. Tommy made conversation and
asked what there was to do around here. They told him about an arcade a few
miles away and some houses that were empty, they liked to use them as a
club house when the construction workers left at five each day. Billy only
half listened as he looked around the neighborhood and waited patiently for
Tommy to excuse himself. He had no interest in playing in a club house and
he was not going to ride five miles to a damned arcade with a bunch of
stupid little kids. At last the boys rode away and he and Tommy began to
walk again.
  "Why are you not trying to make friends?" Tommy persisted.
   Billy did not respond, he then tried to change the subject by talking
about the video game again.
  "You won't even talk to them." Tommy continued, ignoring Billy's
comments. You bitch about being alone and then you don't try to make
friends." Tommy shook his head in disgust.
  "They are a bunch of stupid little kids." Billy said through clinched
teeth. "I don't like little kids."
  "Well it's better than nothing." At least you won't be alone.
  "Look Tommy." Billy said, stopping and turning toward Tommy. "I fucking
hate it here. I don't want to make friends with these stupid kids. I want
to go back to my old neighborhood. I want to go back to living next to you
and hanging out more often then just once every fucking three months."
Billy dropped his head and started to walk. "There. Are you happy?"
  Tommy walked along side of him and put his hand on Billy's shoulder as
they approached his house. "You and I both know that's not going to happen
and my mom will never be able to afford a place around here."
  Billy looked a Tommy for a moment. "Then I guess I am going to be one
lonely mother fucker." He stormed away and unlocked the house.

  The boys had walked for several hours covering a large portion of the
subdivision. Tommy was growing hungry again and suggested ordering enough
pizza for lunch and dinner. Billy was offish but agreed and the boys waited
in silence for the delivery man to arrive.
  They watched television until the bell rang. They both jumped up and ran
to the door. Tommy paid for the pizza, they sat in silence and ate. The
silence bothered Tommy but he did not know what else to do so he just left
Billy alone with his mood swing.
  "I think we should start our career on that game when we're done eating."
Tommy said to break the silence.
  Billy nodded his agreement.
  "You know, I really would stay if I could. And I'm sorry we don't get to
spend more time together." Tommy stood and put his plate in the
dishwasher. He turned and went to the den, leaving Billy alone in the
dining room.
  "I'm fucking things up again." Billy thought to himself. "I just don't
know what else to do. I want to tell him how I feel, but he will not take
it well. And if he does not take it well, I'll lose my best friend." Billy
sat a moment longer and made his mind up to just try and make the best of
the situation, the up side of all this was that he would be sleeping next
to Tommy for the next two nights. His dick hardened instantly. He could not
wait to taste the boy again. He could not wait to have Tommy's beautiful
dick in his mouth as he grew intoxicated on his scent. That scent, the most
amazing scent in the world, the scent that he could not resist. Billy stood
and put his plate away. By the time he got to the den, his erection had
gone down and he was feeling better.
  "You ready to play?" He smiled at Tommy.
  Tommy looked at his smiling friend and flashed a smile of his own. "Oh
yeah" He said as they set up the game.

                                                continued...

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