Date: Mon, 1 Apr 2013 22:56:18 -0500
From: jon gaynokla <gaynokla@gmail.com>
Subject: I Dream of Billy M/t

I Dream of Billy

by Jon,

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I grew up in a straight world where I was the guy.  I took charge and
dictated the direction that sex took.  Unfortunately it was always with a
woman, at least till later in life when I finally got to experience male
sex.  It was great!  My life changed for the better and I continued to take
charge and be the man.  A few years ago all that changed.  This is what
changed my life, although my life didn't change... yet.


"Jon!  Can you come here for a minute?" shouted Billy, a thirteen year old
kid, who with his family was staying with us for a while.

Billy was thin, average height, average looks... not someone I wanted to
fuck but hey, he has a nice ass, long fingures which I have always found
sexy because long fingures always seems to equal long dicks... and the fact
that he wore briefs and boxers which usually means someone is trying to
control their erections.

I walked down the hallway to find the bathroom door ajar, Billy had been
showering and I thought maybe he needed a towel or something.  I stuck my
head inside the door as I was asking what he needed.

There, in front of me in all his glory stood a very naked Billy.  I quickly
took in the big picture, he was standing there dripping water from his wet
hair.  It was dripping off his entire body... his very thin and sexy body.
His stomach was not just flat, it was cut.  His arms were long and toned
and his three legs were, wait, did I just say three legs?

My God!  His dick was not standing up or out hard, it was hanging from a
nice fairly thick bush of pubes, over some rather large, low hanging balls.
It wasn't hard but I could tell it wasn't soft either.  It was hanging
straight down almost to his knees.  I kid you not!  I have never seen
anything like it and I was dumbfounded.  I simply stood there, staring at
it.  Amazed at it.  My mouth started watering and my thoughts were running
so fast I couldn't think.

He snapped me out of it by talking, "I was taking a shower, jerking my dick
when it dawned on me... why am I jerking off when there is a cocksucker
here in the house, down the hall..."

I looked at him trying to follow his words.  Then I looked back down at his
dick and my mouth watered more.

"Don't just stare at it... get on your knees and give it the attention it
deserves.  Worship it... and when I cum, I expect you to swallow it and
then ask for more."

I looked up at his face, then back down to his dick.  I dropped to my knees
as my hand reached up slowly and grasped his manhood.  It was long and
heavy.  I brought it up to my lips and slid the head into my mouth.  It
started to grow the minute it entered my mouth.  It got thicker and longer
and even though I had only slid the head into my mouth, it was soon pushing
against my throat.

I grabbed it with both hands, one atop the other, and slid my mouth back
some.  "No you don't bitch..." he said, "you are going to take it all and
I'm not going to stop till you are pulling hairs out of your teeth."

He started to push it in deeper and although I have sucked a good number of
dicks since I came out, I have never had one this big.  I had trouble with
gagging and he pulled back for a second while his hand lifted my chin.
Then he started to push again.  I felt it hit my throat and slide inside
it.  He held it for a second, then he pulled back again, just a bit so I
could breath.  As I inhaled air through my nose, he pushed it back in, only
this time he didn't stop pushing.

It felt like I was swallowing a python.  A big fat python that was pushing
it's way down my throat on it's way to my stomach.  I could no longer
breath and was so delerious that I didn't care.  I mean, here I was on my
knees in my bathroom with a thirteen year old boy, naked in front of me,
feeding me his abnormally long dick.  He was in control of me and that in
it's self excited me beyond belief.

I didn't care what happened to me so long as he continued to use me as he
wished.  He pulled it back and I felt the head being pulled out of my
throat.  I didn't want to loose the feeling of it so deep in me but he was
in control.  When it cleared my throat enough, air rushed in.  I didn't
have much time to inhale because he was pushing it back down.

I have no idea how long he fucked my throat like he did because of the lack
of oxygen.  I was semi brought back to reality as I felt a liquid gush down
my throat.  When he started to cum, after the first volley shot out, he
pulled his dick from my throat and the second volley flooded my mouth.  I
tryed to swallow as much as I could but it was hard to swallow with his
whopper filling my mouth.

After that second shot, he pulled completely out and shot the last few
volleys in my face allowing me to swallow.  His big, low hanging balls
produced a ton of cum and it was dripping off my nose, cheeks, chin and
eyes.  What he had shot into my mouth tasted delicious and my tongue
slipped out of my mouth to lick his goodness from my face.

He laughed as he slapped his big dick against my face a few times, smearing
his boy cum around.  Then he stepped back a foot and said, "What are you
still doing here?  I came.  I have no more need of you... now get out!"

I staggered to my feet and stumbled out the door heading to my living room.
I sat in my chair and realised that my dick was so hard that it was
hurting.  I was trying to make sence of what had just happened as I heard
him leave the bathroom heading towards the bedroom he used.

"Jon!  Come here!" I heard coming from the other end of the hallway.

I started up the hallway, still confused by what had happened but not so
much that I didn't want to do what he told me to do.  I found myself
standing in the doorway looking at his taunt ass and back.  He turned
towards me and let me look upon his glory.  He had a sneer of his face and
I felt like he was enjoying dominating me.

"I'm still hard so I guess I'm not done with your faggot ass yet.  Strip
and get on the bed!" he demanded of me.

I was quickly out of my clothes and heading towards the bed.  As I got near
it he grabbed me by the waist and shoved me face down on the bed.  He was
quickly on the bed with me, spreading my knees apart and grabbing my ass
cheeks.  He pulled them apart and spit on my hole.

I felt something large at my opening and before I could think there was
such an intense pain radiating from my asshole that I screamed.

At the exact same time that I started to scream, I sat straight up in bed.
My head was spinning.  I didn't know what was going on or why I was in bed.
The one and only clear thought that I did have was that even though I
thought I was being impaled and knew that I wasn't, I was having a great
amount of pleasure coming from my groin.  I was cumming and cumming.  It
felt like I was pumping a gallon out but in reality, I was dry cumming.

Not saying that I wasn't covered in cum, but simply that I had cum so much
that I no longer had anything to shoot.  My poor dick though, didn't know
it.  I was a mess.  I got up out of bed trying not to wake my partner and
headed into the same bathroom my dream started in.  I cleaned up and with
my thoughts deep into my dream, I went back to bed a different person.

Now when I see a hot young guy, half of the time I think about fucking
them... but half the time I think how hot it would be to be used by them.
I'm afraid that I will never have this fantasy fulfilled in real life.  I
have thought of hooking up with someone to at least find out what it feels
like to be fucked, but I am afraid that it wouldn't be the same simply
because they are not young and in charge.

I no longer spend any time around Billy if I can avoid it.  It is too
strange... partly because I did tell him about the dream.  Not the full
dream, just that he used me orally.  I think he misunderstood and thought
that I had used his mouth, so there will probably never be any sex between
us.



Previous stories:  the dates are where I found them in the archives.

gay:adult/youth:   doing the wash  -october 11, 2012
                   being used by zach  -january 23, 2013
		   liquor store	 -march 15, 2013
		   bike brothers -april 2013 just submitted

gay:incest:        dad's son dave   -october 14, 2012

bisexual:incest:   losing it   -march 3, 2013