Date: Mon, 3 Feb 2003 00:21:16 +0000
From: Dean Lidster <dean@meta4.org>
Subject: Dean-And-Hanson/Better-Than-A-Dream-4 [t/t]

                                  B E T T E R   T H A N   A   D R E A M
                                                        by Dean Lidster
                                                         dean@meta4.org
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                              PART FOUR
DISCLAIMER
~~~~~~~~~~

This story contains sexual acts between boys. If this is not to your
tastes, then why in God's name are you reading this in the first place,
huh? If you're curious, then that's fine by me - just remember: an open
mind and an open heart is the secret to a good and happy life. If you
are UNDER the age of concent for state / geographical location / planet
that you're in / on etc, please leave now (unless you want to be
educated and have an open mind that is!)

I spose this story is copyrighted. By this, I mean that I wrote it and
would not particularly want anyone to subtly alter it and pretend it
is their own. However, you MAY post it to any newsgroups, archives
etc, print it, give it to friends without my prior permission PROVIDED
THAT I STAY ACCREDITED AS THE AUTHOR AND YOU DO NOT CHARGE FOR DOING
SO. Easy :-)

The story, when it concerns the relationship between myself and Lee, is
very nearly true-to-life, however everything else took place in my mind
only (unfortunately!)

If you like this story, mail me at dean@meta4.org. If you don't
like it, mail me anyway and tell me why!

Meta4 is still in bits at the mo, so don't expect to see too much if
you visit the site. I know it's been a while since the last part of
this story (like about three and a half years) but there ya go :-)
I tripped over the files and decided they'd be better posted than
sat on CD.

Cheers,
Dean


               Dedicated to Lee - I will love you forever.



  Author's note: This story is part five of an ongoing work
entitled "Midlands of Nowhere" - it is strongly recommended that
you read these parts before reading this!
  The order is as follows:

  "A Date with Taylor"
  "Touring with Hanson"
  "Zac and Mac"
  "The Exchange"
  "Better than a Dream"


Chapter Four - THE BEGINNING

Every available limb he had was intertwined with one of mine. The
blonde god was on top of me, squeezing his wonderfully taught body
against my own, his sweet breath playing over my face. He licked his
lips and smiled that wonderfully shy smile as he moved his face toward
mine. I craned my neck trying to hasten the contact of our lips, but
he turned his head and began to bite down hard on my neck.

I tried to arch my back as I reveled in the exquisitely ambiguous
sensation, but it simply served to mash my body harder against his. I
opened my mouth to scream, but I was so overwhelmed no sound
whatsoever came out. I clawed at his back with my fingers and squeezed
his lower torso with my legs, revelling in the increased pressure that
was applied to my crotch. I could feel him, hard as stone, pressing
firmly into my equally hard dick, the heads meeting almost exactly and
being pleasured as they gave pleasure. Lee continued to bite, now in
short, sharp nips, alternating sides and biting my chin as he swapped
between them.

Then he stopped and looked at me. I was so out of breath I could only
give in to whatever he wanted to do to me. Slowly he lowered his head
toward mine once again and for the first time in my life, felt the
lips of someone I truely loved brush my own. He was breathing through
his nose, his deep breaths causing a small gale to whistle round the
cliffs of our lips, making them chill, but the cool was soon replaced
as they were moved into a new position, every part of their surface
trying to get a part of the action.

Then I felt his tongue push against my lips, and I willingly admitted
it. His mouth tasted feintly sweet, blended with a unique flavour that
was Lee. Our tongues fought each other, the slimy muscles twisting,
turning and diving round one another in my mouth. Wanting to taste
more of him, I forced his tongue to retreat onto home ground and began
a tactile investigation of his oral cavity, marveling at the
smoothness of his gums, the small nick of flesh at the centre behind
his top lip and the sharpness of his teeth. I brought my hand up and
ran it through his silky-smooth blonde hair, pulling him harder
against me so that I might get further into his mouth, and he
responded in kind, wrapping his arms tightly around me.

As he did this, he began to thrust his hips forward and down into me,
each thrust causing an inconcievably massive jolt of pleasure to
emerge from my pelvis, rocket up my torso, bounce off the top of my
head and zoom all the way back down to my feet, causing my soles to
tingle with excitement. Each thrust was marginally more pronounced
than the preceeding one, the whole motion escalating into one where
the entire body was involved with each thrust. I matched my thrusts to
his, doubling the movement and seemingly squaring the pleasure. I
could feel my precum mixing with his as we continued, allowing our
foreskins to slide back revealing our flared heads, the undersides
seemingly locking into each other and sliding along each other as the
top sides rubbed against our respective hard stomachs. I moved my
other hand from Lee's back to his arse and marveled at the feeling of
the muscles rippling at the top of his leg as he thrust against me
causing his buttocks to clench and relax in a way that was beyond
erotic. And I began to cum.

I woke up to find myself in the middle of what can only be described
as a cum-yell, my steely hard dick fountaining my seed liberally all
over me. I could do nothing but enjoy the tail-end of what had to be
up until that point the best orgasm of my entire life, the last few
squirts alone being infinitely better than anything I could recall.

As the spasms slowed and the intense rage of orgasm faded to a tingle
and finally to that inexplicable euphoric glow, I smiled as I thought
of the kiss Lee had shared with me earlier, the wonderful mischievous
sparkle of life in his eyes, his flawlessly smooth skin, the faint
laugh-lines hinting at an optimistic temperament, the mild dimples
that framed his lips, the elegant curves of his nose,the way his
eyebrows focused his face, his thin but powerful body, his broad
shoulders, the muscles that were hinting a presence but, like the
person they belonged to, were too shy to make a dramatic appearance...
Ohhhhhhhhh wow... Lee...

"I'm going over to the Clarkes'" I yelled as I grabbed my fleece and
legged it out of the back door.

"Dean, how about some..."

SLAM!

"...Breakfast..."

I sprinted over the lawn, leapt the rickety fence at the bottom of the
garden and jogged up the incline of the small hill in the field that
separated our house from Lee's. It was a typical Summer morning, a
light mist hovering slightly above the ground that would be burnt off
rapidly as the sun got to full strength. The fresh, cool air felt
wonderful on my skin as I ran, the only sounds being my feet
rhythmically hitting the ground and the all-encompassing chorus of
small birds twittering in the trees at the edges of the field. But I
wasn't really in the correct frame of mind to appreciate nature in all
its glory at that time: My mind was completely dedicated to Lee.

I slowed as I reached the low fence that bordered the huge garden and
leaped over it using my right arm to steady me as I flicked my feet
over. The garden, though big, simply hadn't been tended to in many
months and as such was more of a jungle. As I walked through the
waist-high grass, a plethora of small, winged insects flew up in front
of me as I disturbed their rest.

I battled on through the grass and eventually broke through onto the
frost-damaged path that ran in a long circuit all the way round the
house keeping about ten feet away from the walls. I started to walk
around to the front door when I was startled by a sharp knock from one
of the upstairs windows.

I looked up and my eyes were greeted by the most beautiful sight I
had, until that time, ever witnessed. It was Lee, naked from the waist
up, beaming down upon me like the countenance of God himself. His
chest seemed as smooth as silk, the morning sun highlighting a
wonderfully feint definition of the muscle structure that was rapidly
developing. He had his arms folded on the crossbar of the window and
was resting his forehead against his arms. With his arms in that
position, I could see their muscles clearly defined, crowned at the
top in his arm pit with a moderate sprinkling of dark blonde hair.

We just stood and beamed at each other for a moment before he
signalled for me to carry on round to the front. I almost didn't want
to break eye contact, but I reassured myself that I would be able to
see him a whole lot better when he opened the door. I grinned back at
him and nodded my head, then quite literally scampered round the side
of the house to the front door like a little puppy that had just had
his squeaky yellow ball rolled down the lawn for him.

As I reached the porch I could hear the sound of bare feet running
down the big oak staircase inside, then the familiar sound of heavy
wrought iron bolts being drawn back from the holes in the doorframe.
After what seemed like ages, the heavy wooden door swung open to
reveal a scantily clad Lee.

"Hi," I said, using every ounce of will-power I had to keep my eyes
from straying all over his luscious body.

"Mornin'" he replied, stepping back to allow me in. "Look, I'm sorry
about last night,"

"Sorry?" I asked, dreading that he was going to brush me off. He
obviously noticed the panic in my voice and looked at me hopefully.

"You mean... You... You didn't mind?"

"Mind? Of course not!"

He bit his bottom lip again and looked at me in the way that drove me
nuts.

I snapped. I moved forward and wrapped my arms round him, hugging his
as good as naked body to me. I felt his warm breath as he let out a
sigh of relief, then felt his arms encircle me. I would have never
thought it possible, but this was WAY better than my dream. As that
realisation sank in I became... 'excited', shall we say.

We slowly released each other so we could look at each other.

"Dean, I... er... I dunno how to say this, but I... Well you seem so
cool an' all and you look really good and I..." He looked frustrated
that he couldn't say what he was thinking. "Can we be friends?"

That seemed to annoy him even more.

"No, I didn't mean it like that.... Fuck..." I decided to step in and
go for broke.

"Will you be my boyfriend?" Lee's head snapped up and he looked me
straight in the eyes with a directness and power that made me go weak
at the knees. He smiled his mischievous smile again and leaned forward
to kiss me. As his lips met mine, our eyes closed as we both gave in
to the feelings that we were experiencing. It was only a short kiss,
but it felt like we had been made for each other.

"I'll take that as a yes, then," I grinned back at him. "You don't
think this is a bit premature, do you? I mean I'm not forcing you or
anything..."

"Did that feel forced?"

"Uh n... no,"

"There you are then," he grinned, wrapping his arms round my neck.
Tentatively I put my hands on his hips, his warm body now the mecca of
all things exciting to me. It felt wonderful - moreso as I felt him
shiver under my touch, his smooth skin going ever so slightly rough.

"Lets go upstairs," he suggested. "I'm getting cold...."

I watched entranced again as that wonderful arse of his flexed as he
climbed the stairs, wrapped tightly in a pair of boxer shorts that
looked just slightly too small for him.

As we walked into his room, Roz and Eddie emerged from their bedroom,
obviously on their way out.

"Morning, Darling," said Roz, giving Lee a big hug and a kiss.
"Morning Dean," she followed, not discriminating between a member of
her own family and myself  which took me off guard slightly, but I
wasn't about to complain. I just smiled back.

"We're off to see if we can find somewhere to buy some food in the
village - we've got next to nothing left to eat," explained Eddie.

"There isn't anything in the village, really," I explained, almost
wincing as I didn't want to be the bearer of bad news, no matter how
inconsequential. "There was a post office, but that closed about two
years ago. I reckon your best bet would be to head towards Ilkeston..."

Eddie looked quizzically at me."

"Oh, sorry: Turn right out of the drive and then left when you get to
the main road. There's one of those 'Spar' shops there about a mile
down on your right,"

"Thanks, Dean,"

"We may carry on into Derby to see what there is to see - do you want
to come, Lee?"

"Uh, nah, if that's OK with you - I still got some stuff to unpack..."

"Have you, now?"

"Honest!"

"Well, just you two behave," she smiled giving us both that 'I was
your age once' look. "We'll be back before lunch..."

"Bye,"

As they walked off down the stairs, Lee literally yanked me into his
room.

"I like your parents."

"Yeah, they're cool."

"Do you think they know?"

"Do you think they're dumb?"

"OK," I grinned. "point taken."

"Last night... I had a really... uh..."

"Hot dream involving us?"

Lee grinned that mischievous grin once again.

"Yeah, me too," I admitted, feeling the temperature in the room rising
rapidly. "I kinda woke up creaming myself..."

"Cool," breathed Lee, almost in another world as he relived his
version of the same dream. I could not help but do the same, just the
concept of having this blonde hunk close to me almost enough to make
me pass out with desire. He was just as magnificent in real life as in
my dream - moreso, infact - and as we stood facing each other, I could
hardly help noticing the wonderful tent that was rapidly appearing in
those modest boxers, quite predictably inducing the same reaction in
mine.

Lee suddenly noticed what was happening and looked genuinely
apologetic on behalf of his nether regions.

"Got a mind of it's own," he grinned.

"Mine usually does, but this time it's only following orders."

We heard a muffled "Bye lads!" from downstairs, shortly followed by
the heavy thump of the front door closing. It was the signal that we
both didn't know we had been waiting for, but we were both too
apprehensive (of what I'm not quite sure) to do anything straight away.

I reasoned there was only one course of action. "Here goes
everything," I said, and dived at Lee, knocking us both back onto his
still warm bed. As we landed, a small cloud of his scent that had
accumulated overnight as he slept was expelled as the sheets had the
air squeezed out of them. I couldn't help but moan - he just smelt
sooo good. I started planting kisses maniacally all over his neck and
face, revelling in the excess of feelings for the first time.

This was the first time I'd ever really and truely kissed another boy
in the heat of passion and man was it good! I was gay, and I was
loving it!

I eased off on my oral attack and propped myself up on my elbows so
that I could look down on his face, feeling that I needed to check
that it was Lee I was kissing and not some figment of my imagination
like Taylor had been.

Lee was smiling, but there were a couple of tears around his eyes.

"What's the matter?" I asked, desperately worried I was pushing him
into something he didn't want to do. "I'll stop if you want..."

"NO! No... I Just can't believe that this is happening. I can't
believe that I've found someone who feels the same way I do..." He
reached his right hand up and brushed the wayward strands of hair that
had escaped from my ponytail out of my eyes. "And someone that looks
so hot."

He was still running his fingers through my hair, but as he reached
the back of my head, he pulled me back down onto him, our lips locking
in one of the most driven kisses I had ever experienced.

Suddenly, I felt Lee's body shift below me and before I knew it, he
had flipped me over so that he was now on top and I was on my back
under him. One of the tears that were in his eyes ran down his nose
and splashed onto my lips, it's salty taste carrying with it the the
emotions that could cause them, namely pain, anguish and love. Lee had
been through so much, experienced such quantities of pain, that I
could barely come to comprehend it. I made up my mind then and there
that nothing I would do would ever cause him to get upset. I would
never allow anyone else to hurt him and I would help him in any way I
could.

Lee began to lower his head towards mine once again and as he did, I
caught a glimpse of the deep pools of blue that were his eyes. He
began to kiss me hard, digging his hands under my back and hugging
himself to me, the pressure of his body on mine giving me a sense of
security different to anything I had ever known.

Both Lee and I were too involved in the feelings to notice, but we
were acting out our fantasy. Lee began to thrust into me with his
hips, the ripples in the flys of my jeans running almost viciously
over the underside of his dick, which was separated from them simply
by a thin layer of cotton. This in turn was causing the same ripples
on the inside of my jeans to rub against my equally aroused member, my
balls being pressed, rolled and kneaded within their denim prison by
their counterparts on the other side of the enclosure.

Our pace quickened with the speed that only a virgin teenager can not
care about, not caring as to how long we could sustain the pleasure,
more as to get as much of it as quickly as possible. Within minutes we
were breathing through flared nostrils as we refused to relinquish the
hold our lips had on each other, the oxygen debt causing us to go
light-headed. But the incentive of an orgasm with something other than
our own hands took over from where stamina would have failed and we
continued to grind mercilessly into each other.

Then it happened. I felt Lee's breathing stutter and his chest and
arms tense around me as he pushed his crotch against mine that, in any
other circumstance, would have been deemed as painful. I too
surrendered to the feeling, spurred on by the very knowledge that Lee
was cumming - squirting his sperm into his boxers because of me. As
the first shot of cum rocketed from the end of Lee's dick into his
underwear, I yelled down his throat with such freocity I could feel
his chest vibrate on mine. I thrust my hips into him, arching my back
with a strength sufficient to lift us both from the bed as my balls
released jet after jet of my hot cum into my jeans, them beginning to
soak from both sides.

We came and came, matching each other shot for shot, convulsing
against each other as if we were pissing on an electric fence, still
locked at the mouth.

As our orgasms completed their own autonomous actions and we floated
back to earth, I opened my eyes to see Lee with a look of total
pleasure and satisfaction on his face. I moved a hand up from his back
where I had been hugging him to me and ran it through his hair,
finding the soft, silky texture yet another thing to marvel at.

I'm not quite sure how long we stayed there like that, locked together
in a state of absolute, all-encompassing bliss, and to be honest I
didn't really care. I just loved the feeling, I loved the reason and,
above all, I loved the boy, the object of my affection. I was in love.

As the post-orgasmic glow began to fade from us, Lee propped himself
up on his elbows as I had done earlier.

"So," he said, his wonderful voice suddenly seeming very loud against
the background that had just consisted of our slowing breathing, "how
was it for you?" he giggled.

"This is going to sound so corny: It was the best thing ever!"

"I, uh, think I need to change me boxers..." he said, doing a press-up
and levering his crotch away from mine. I looked down and saw what had
to be the most cum I had ever seen in my entire life: The whole front
of my jeans was literally swimming in it!

Tentatively, I reached down to Lee's boxers that were hanging heavy
with the weight of his cum and squeezed his dick through them. He
moaned slightly and I felt another quick shot of cum spurt from the
end of his not altogether soft member. I brought this splodge of
specially dispensed cum  to my nose and inhaled deeply. The smell was
unmistakably Lee: rather like the smell of his bedclothes but
immeasurably stronger. I smiled wickedly at him as he watched me bring
the product of our passion to my lips and lick and slurp it all from
my fingers.

The taste was even better than the smell - so much so, in fact, that I
could feel myself getting very hard again within my cum-drenched jeans.

"I reckon we need to get cleaned up a bit," smiled Lee.

"Yeah," I agreed, sitting up to get off the bed. Lee had other ideas
though, and pushed me back down. Carefully, he got off the bed and
lowered his boxers, presenting me with the magnificent sight of his
now fully erect six incher, a set of wonderfully plump balls and
cum-soaked, dark blonde pubes. I could could feel my saliva glands go
into overtime making me swallow to prevent me from drowning in my own
drool: He literally did look good enough to eat.

Moving slowly, Lee knealt back onto the bed and grinned at me as he
ran his fingers up under my t-shirt, then scraped his fingernails back
down the length of my abdomen until he reached my belt. I felt the
tension on the leather strap suddenly decrease, combined with the
metallic "chink" of the buckle being undone. He slipped a couple of
fingers under the waistband of my jeans to facilitate him undoing the
top button, then gently undid the zip, the sound of the metal teeth
unclasping again being vivid to a surreal extent.

By this stage, of course, I was absolutely rock hard again, the fact
proved by my dick straining at my wet boxers as Lee folded the flys of
my jeans away to allow him better access. As he looked down on me,  I
saw his own dick throb and jerk slightly, a few drops of precum being
ejected from it. Before I could contemplate what he was about to do, I
felt his tongue licking and slurping at my boxers, slipping and
sliding all over the length of my dick. When he located my head, his
tongue paused, acting as a tracer which his mouth dutifully followed,
his lips locking round it and he sucked, chewed and nibbled on it.
Just as I was starting to get used to the feeling, he again changed
tack, lifting the elastic top of my boxers over my dick so that it was
now free standing, throbbing and leaking, desperate for more attention.

And attention it got. Lee grasped it tightly with his fist causing me
to thrust into him, exposing my sensitive dickhead completely. Lee
took advantage of this and immediately engulfed it with his mouth, his
hot lips sealing round the flange of the head, holding it still as his
tongue assaulted it. The intensity of the sensation was such that I
completely forgot to breathe, suddenly wondering why I was out of
breath.

Lee continued to swirl his tongue round as he began to slowly lower
his head onto me, taking my dick inch by inch until he could take no
more as his nose was buried deeply in my matted pubic hair. And then
he swallowed, his throat closing up tightly around the end of my knob
and the peristaltic action of his gullet massaging me in the most
exquisit way possable.

I was so overcome with the sensation that I wanted to do nothing more
than return the favour.

"T... Turn round," I managed to stutter between deep breaths as Lee's
relentless attack continued. He did his best to look up at me without
compromising his work on by dick and did his best to smile. Still
without letting go of me, he shuffled round on the bed and straddled
me, is deliciously hard dick practically slapping me in the face. His
aroma was wonderful and the slick, dripping cockhead looked more than
merely tastey.

Trying to remember my "Nifty Archive Training", I carefully took Lee's
six incher in hand and gave it a few preparatory strokes to get used
to the feel of it... Oh, the feel: It was like velvet-encased steel,
the outer skin having that magical texture only a cock can posess
whilst the inner core pulsed with his blood under immense pressure,
not giving a millimetre when I squeezed it.

Tentatively, I extended my tongue and gave a short lap at the
underside mid-section, right over the mighty vein that ran along its
length. That wonderful skin texture seemed to absorb my saliva,
begging for it to be licked - or better sucked - more.

That first taste was all it took to make up my mind. Carefully, I
pulled Lee's dick downwards from its natural near-horizontal position
and placed my lips on his partially-sheathed dickhead. The heat and
the intensely stimulating taste made me want more, and before I knew
it I had followed Lee's lead and was doing my best to swallow all of
him. I could now feel a near-constant jet of precum playing across my
tongue, so turned on was Lee. Using my left hand, I reached up to his
pendulous balls that were intoxicating me with their scent and becan
to knead them gently, again marveling at their texture and the way the
inner testacle seemed to move around within it's sack, swaying and
almost revolving as if it too was doing it's best to find something to
rub against.

With my right hand, I grasped the portion of Lee's dick I had not
managed to consume and began to wank it slowly but firmly, its owner
groaning approval to my innovative ministrations. On the fifth or
sixth jerk, I felt his foreskin pop over the lip of his dickhead, now
completely exposing his delicious helmet.

Again following what Lee had done to me, I began to lick round him as
fast and as hard as I could, seeing with my tongue his piss-slit, the
exceedingly vinerable flesh just behind his dickhead and the
ultimately sensative 'vee' of flesh where the foreskin was anchored to
the main shaft.

Under my left hand, I began to feel a change in Lee's balls: They
started to become tigher, his loose scrotum tightening, presumably
squeezing the sperm from his nuts like water from a sponge. The
realisation that Lee was about to bless me with the gift of his most
precious fluid practically sent me over the edge too, the spring in my
crotch winding itself up to near breaking point.

Lee gave one extra hard suck on my dick and began to cum, his dickhead
swelling even more in my mouth moments before the first jet of his
warm, creamy passion was bestowed upon me. This triggered me to fire,
my cum rocketing out of me with such force that it almost hurt, once
again in near perfect synchronisation with him. After the second jet,
my sex-crazed mind managed to realise that unless I did something I
was going to drown in Lee's cum. It felt like such a waste to swallow
that wonderfully creamy, salty-sweet liquid, but swallow I did, his
cum flowing down my throat with the consistency of half-melted
ice-cream.

But I needn't have worried about waste - we were so turned on that the
cum just kept flowing in a near-continual stream of ecstasy. Shot
after shot was delivered, Lee managing to out-squirt me by what seemed
like pints, but after I had run out of cum, I continued to spasm,
matching his jets with imaginary ones of my own.

Inevitably, Lee's love-spring dried to match mine and our orgasms
began to recede, leaving us breathing heavily as we gently sucked and
nibbled at the other's deflating dick.

After a minute or so, Lee let my dick fall from his mouth and he
withdrew his from mine, shuffling round so we were lying facing each
other. He stuck his tongue out and licked a bead of his own cum up
from my face then french kissed me, the mixed taste of both his cum
and mine being nearly too much to bear.

'That was wonderful,'

"Oh yeah," I replied.

"What?"

"Huh?"

"You said 'oh yeah' or sumfink. I never said nothin'"

"Yeah you did," I grinned.

"Nah - I thought it, but I never said it,"

"You must think out loud then," I grinned, running my hand down his
chest until

I was fondling him again.

"Man, you can't get enough of me, eh?"

"I want as much as possible as often as possible,"

"Was that your first time?"

"Yeah," I replied, unsure of where this was leading. "Why? Was I bad?"

"NO! No - nuffin' like that - it were mine too..."

"You'd never done that before?"

"No..."

"It felt so good!"

"Yeah." Lee paused for a moment, and then giggled.

"What?"

"Well, it's just that we might both've been real shit and not know it,"

"In that case, ignorance is bliss..."


TO BE CONTINUED!!!!

Dean Lidster
dean@meta4.org
http://www.meta4.org (in bits - not a lot there yet!)
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