Date: Mon, 24 Apr 2006 10:05:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: mister axl <axlwrite55@yahoo.com>
Subject: billys dreams come true

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


			 Billy's Dreams Come True
				    4-A

  Billy had made up his mind to get out of the house. He had just had the
most incredible weekend of his young life. His friend Tommy had spent three
days with him and in those three days they had done things that Billy could
only have dreamed about. He was still unsure of how Tommy felt about the
things they had done. Billy sat on his bed as he pulled his shoes on and
thought about the two boys lying in bed as Billy pretended to sleep while
Tommy humped against his backside until he splashed his orgasm across
Billy's back. He thought about how, the last time they spent the weekend
together, Tommy was still unable to cum. He thought about crawling under
the covers to suck Tommy to a violent orgasm and how Tommy had put his hand
on the back of Billy's head, but Tommy still gave no indication that he was
awake.
  When Billy would try to hint around to the things they had done, Tommy
would play dumb and call Billy a "gayboy". Then there was this morning when
Billy jumped on top of Tommy, then reached between them to lower Tommy's
undies and Billy's panties (the result of a lost bet). Tommy's only concern
was that Billy not look at his penis. Billy obliged and the boys rubbed
their young cocks together until they exploded in unison. Of course,
afterwards Tommy simply stood up and went to the shower. When Billy offered
to join him he was ignored and the door was locked behind Tommy. Billy even
tried to entice Tommy again by lying on the bed naked when Tommy came out,
but Tommy just looked at him in disgust and asked if he was going to get
dressed.  These things ran over and again in Billy's head and he could make
no sense of it. "He didn't even acknowledge that we had done anything. Its
like he wanted to forget about it as soon as it was over." Billy let out a
sigh and stood to go down the stairs and into the garage to get his bike.
He hoped that he might meet a boy his age, perhaps a boy that was as
curious about sexuality as he was, perhaps a boy who knew more about
sexuality, those mythological boys who come from a world where every boy
wants to play sexy games with other boys. Those mythological boys who suck
your dick the first day they meet you. Billy giggled to himself as he
mounted his bike. "Those boys don't exist. And if they do, not in my world
anyway."
  Billy slowly peddled his bicycle around his neighborhood. He eventually
made his way to the park and looked out over the pond.  There were some
ducks swimming around and Billy threw rocks at them and watched them
scatter. The sun was reflecting off of the water and it brought him back to
when he and Tommy sat here. Billy did not bother to take in the beauty of
the pond nor the park on that particular day. He was lost in the beauty of
Tommy. Where he now noticed the beauty of the sun reflecting off of the
water, he had been aware of the sun reflecting off of the downy fine hairs
on Tommy's face. He thought about how they might reflect off of the downy
fine hairs in Tommy's pubic region. Though he did not see any hair at all
on the boy's genitals, he assumed there had to be some tiny, fine hairs
there somewhere. He thought about the day when he sat in his mother's room
and he saw Tommy climb out of the hot tub to restart the jets. He had been
able to see Tommy in all his glory. Completely naked and completely
beautiful. Billy thought about Tommy's semi-hard dick bouncing in front of
him as he walked back to the hot tub. Now in Billy's memory, he had a
better view and he saw Tommy in more detail. He saw the smallish, pink
mushroom cap that was the head of the boy's dick. He saw the balls that
hung below. They had grown since the last time he had been with Tommy. The
last time they were tiny like small M&M's and now they were as big as
Billy's grape sized balls.
  Billy was suddenly drawn from his day dream as a small boy approached him
on his bike.
  "Hey." The boy said in a friendly tone.
   Billy turned to look at the boy. The first thing he noticed was the
abundance of freckles spread across the boy's round face. The next thing
was his large blue eyes that were a light blue, almost the color of the sky
on the clear spring afternoon.
  "Umm, hey." Billy responded in an offish manner. He realized it had been
the boy from before, the one who never seemed to be with the other boys.
  "Where's your brother?" The boy inquired.
  "Who?" Billy replied confused. "I don't have a brother."
  "That boy." The boy responded with confusion of his own. "Isn't he your
big brother or something?"
  "My big brother?" Billy shot back. "You mean Tommy? Shit, he's younger
than I am."
  The boy looked at Billy managing to make his large eyes even
wider. "Really? I thought he must be your big brother because he is so much
taller than you."
  "I think I just realized why you have no friends." Billy replied sharply
as he turned back to the pond.
  "I'm sorry." The boy mumbled. Then he added. "I didn't mean to make you
mad. I'll leave now." He turned to leave.
  Billy gave a sigh as he turned to the boy who was now climbing on to his
bike.
  "Hey" He called to the boy's back.
  The boy turned to him nearly falling off of his bike which seemed too big
for him.
  "What's your name?" Billy asked the boy a bit too aggressively.
  The small boy's round face lit up and a smile drew across his face as he
unsteadily peddled his bike toward the bench Billy was sitting on.
  "P-P-Parker. My names Parker." The boy responded before realizing he
forgot to ask Billy his name. "What's yours?"
  "I'm Billy." He responded and then added. "That other boy was Tommy and
he's almost a year younger than me. How old are you anyway?"
  "I'm ten. I turn eleven in June though, so I'm practically eleven now I
guess." He smiled down at Billy from his ten speed bike as he propped one
foot on the bench. Billy took a moment to look at the boys pale, hairless
leg.
  "That's cool I guess. I'm thirteen and Tommy is twelve. But he turns
thirteen in May, while I won't turn fourteen until September."
  "Well it was nice meeting you. I won't bother you anymore. If you wanna
do something just find me. I'm free most days." Parker turned to go.
  Billy stood up and asked. "What about now? Are you busy right now?"
  "No. Wanna ride bikes?" Parker asked exultantly.
  Billy smiled at the round faced boy. "He's no Tommy." He thought to
himself. "But it beats being alone all day."
  As the boy's rode bikes and Billy looked more closely at Parker, he kept
telling himself just how unlike Tommy the boy was. While Tommy had nearly
flawless skin with only the faintest hint of freckles across his perfect
nose. Parker had a face full of freckles on a pale complexion. Which was a
contrast to Tommy's beautifully tanned body. Parker was stocky looking,
while Tommy was lean and perfectly built. Parker had large, pale blue
eyes. Tommy had deep blue eyes that were thoughtful and pulled you into
them. Tommy had beautiful lips that were neither too thin nor too
thick. They were deep red. Parker had a thin top lip and his bottom lip
seemed too large for such a thin upper lip. They were pink and pale
looking. Tommy had a carefree mane of sandy blonde hair. Parker had short,
dark brown hair, even darker than Billy's hair.
  "I won't have to worry about falling in love with this little kid." Billy
thought to himself. "We might have some fun together, but I will never fall
for him like Tommy."
  Parker was an energetic ten year old boy who loved to ride ahead of Billy
only to drop back and challenge him to speed up. Billy would speed his bike
past Parker and the boy would squeal with delight as he tried
unsuccessfully to catch the older boy. When they rode side by side; Parker
would talk constantly telling his new friend about the places he had
explored and the people in the neighborhood. He grew quiet only when Billy
asked him why he did not play with the other boys.
  Parker's silence peeked Billy's curiosity and he would not accept the
young boys quiet or simple answers of "I dunno." or "They're jerks."
  Billy pushed the issue. The boys were standing in front of the store that
Billy and Tommy had visited so many times before.
  "We move a lot." Parker started matter-of-factly. "When I say a lot, I
mean like every two years. So anyway. I'm tired of moving so I made up my
mind not to bother making friends because all we do is move just as soon as
I find some." The small boy let out a sigh as he leaned against one of the
large guide poles that stood outside the store.
  "So why did ya talk to me then?" Billy asked.
  "Well you see." He paused again. Billy had come to realize that this was
a character trait of Parker. He would pause for dramatic effect. "I finally
grew tired of being bored all the time, of just sitting in the house and
playing video games and reading all day. But when I tried to make friends
with the kids in the neighborhood." He paused again and let out a
sigh. "They didn't want anything to do with me. Oh they offered to let me
fill a spot when they played football. But you know Billy." Parker looked
into Billy's eyes before looking down at the ground. "I stink at every
sport I have tried. At summer camp one time, we did archery. I actually hit
the target next to the one I was aiming at."
  Billy let out a burst of laughter. "That is not true." He said still
laughing until he noticed that Parker was not laughing. "Oh. I'm sorry. I
wasn't trying to make fun of you." Billy said softly.
  Parker walked into the store and started to look at the candy. Billy
followed silently. He eventually went to the cooler for two bottles of
Gatorade and then picked up a pack of gum. When they got outside he gave
Parker a Gatorade and a piece of gum.
  The two boys rode silently until Parker again broke the silence.
  "I love to swim. But I stink at that too. Now don't get me wrong, its not
that I don't like sports. I can play them on a video game system with no
problem. But when its time to actually catch a football or tackle
someone. I stink." He let out another sigh and Billy suddenly realized that
he liked this boy in spite of himself, he felt sorry for him but he liked
him too.
  "Hey, you wanna go to my house and sit in my hot tub. We're getting an in
ground pool this summer, but for now all I have is a hot tub. I don`t think
you can drown in that can ya?" Billy giggled slightly.
  Parker looked over at Billy and a large smile spread across his freckle
covered face. "That sounds like fun, let me go home and tell my mother and
grab some swim trunks."
  Billy rode with Parker and met the boy's mother who had mentioned that
she was going shopping soon and would leave Parker with Billy if they
promised not to leave the house. She would expect him home for lunch.
  The boys said they would make sure Parker was home on time, and then ran
out the door and down the half-block to Billy's house.

        continued....

 Well it looks like I am back, I want to thank everyone who took the time
to write me and encourage me to continue. I hope I didn't lose many of you
during my time off and that you will stick with me through this new
chapter.
 Keep reading and let me know how I am doing

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 AxL