Date: Thu, 24 May 2001 22:11:55 -0500
From: kisswarmachine@juno.com
Subject: In Your Dreams Pt2
"In Your Dreams Pt2" (t/t/m celeb fanfic incest)
DISCLAIMER:
This story is fictional. It does not imply anything about the sexuality of
the actors or characters they play. It contains sexual activity between two
boys and a man. You should not read this if you are under the age of 18.
Starring Frankie Muniz as Malcolm, Justin Berfield as Reese.
Certain characters have been based on ones created by Linwood Boomer and
Copyrighted by Regency Entertainment. The television show "Malcolm in the
Middle" is copyright 2000 by Twentieth Century Fox Television, Regency
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In Your Dreams Pt2
By: {NiGhtPrOwLeR}
"Justin! Who's in there??" My mom asked.
I just barely had time to pull the cover over me before the door opened....
The door opened and my mom stepped in. She quickly glanced around my room.
"Who the hell were you talking to?" She asked.
"Um...I was....singing..." I said. It was a sorry excuse, but oh well.
"Singing? Well keep it quiet! You know your dad has to work in the
morning! What the hell are you laughing at?"
"NOTHING!" From underneath the covers, I had hands tickling my feet. I
kicked whoever it was, and they stopped.
"Yeah, well you just better hope I don't hear any more noise!"
With that, she slammed the door.
"God damn that was fuckin close!" I heard Reese say.
I looked down and he poked his head out from under the cover at me. He
gave me a grin, and start wiggling his tongue at me.
"Yeah, it was pretty close! Hey while you're down there...." I said.
Reese ducked back under the covers, and sucked one of my balls in his
mouth. I could feel his tongue bouncing against it. Suddenly the cover
began to form a tent. I saw the shape of his head moving toward it, and
suddenly a wave of warm, wet mouth engulfed my hard on.
"Ahhhh Reese, that feels damn good! Keep it up!" I said.
All I heard were mumbles, as his mouth slid up and down my cock. I then
began to feel yet another tongue, then I remembered Malcolm was under there
too. His tongue gently licked my balls, but began slowly moving down
towards my waiting hole.
"Hey! Wait, ahhhh..damn Reese! Malcolm, I know where you're headed with
that lovely tongue of yours. You can only do it under one condition
though!"
"What? You mean I gotta lick Reese's ass first?" Malcolm said from under
the covers.
"Well, that would be an interesting sight, but for now, I want to do it to
you! Oh, and would you mind keeping it down! We don't want
ahhhhhh....mo....m back in here!" I said.
"Ok...sorry!"
Malcolm lifted the cover over, and flashed me his boner.
He slowly stroked it and said, "You SURE you want me to keep it 'down'?"
"Hell no! Why don't you slide over there and give Reese some attention,
and let me examine that cute ass!" I begged.
There was a pop as Reese's mouth slid off my dick.
"Yeah, bitch, suck my cock!" Reese said with an evil grin. "Suck it till I
cum down your throat!"
Reese made a fist and stuck up his finger and in a weird voice said, "Suck
Reesey! Eat Cum!"
I started laughing; I loved it when Reese talked dirty.
"I got a better idea boys, Reese, you keep sucking. Mal, you hop over there
and get the lube." I said.
Reese looked puzzled as the thought of what was about to happen to his
asshole started to sink in(no pun intended). It finally dawned on him.
"Hey wait a minute, I didn't mind you, but I ain't gonna let fart knocker
there, fuck me. He'd never let me live it down." Reese argued.
"He's your brother, show some love." Malcolm handed me the lube. "And
spread your cheeks!" I said.
His asshole was still a little sticky from the cum earlier. I rubbed the
lube all around his hole, and began to insert a finger at a time. On the
first, he smiled. On the second, he closed his eyes. On the third, he
began to moan as he humped himself against my fingers. I pulled them out.
Malcolm sat on my chest, his boner staring me in the face. I took some
lube and started stroking in onto him.
"Ohhh that feels good!" Malcolm moaned.
"Well cutie," I stopped stroking and slapped Reese's ass, "stick in there
and it'll feel much better." I said.
"Ok! Awesome!" He yelled.
"Hey not so loud! Ok, Reese get on your knees and face the wall. Right
beside me." I explained.
Reese laid right beside me just in distance of my dick. Malcolm positioned
himself behind Malcolm, and lined up for the attack. I lifted part ways up,
so my head was right behind Malcolm's ass.
"Ok, you guys ready? First one to cum gets fucked next. That is if,
you're 'up' to it," I said.
"Oh we will be! We get hard fast, and as I always say....A Boner is a
terrible thing to waste." Reese said kinda cocky.
"Really..well there's one in front of you wasting away..." I said.
Reese started to suck, as Malcolm lined up and pushed against his ass. He
was having a little trouble pushing in. An idea hit me, and I sucked my
finger and shoved it in his ass. With a jolt he entered Reese's tight
pucker. Malcolm got to business quickly. He started pounding Reese harder
and harder. Reese started sucking harder too. Malcolm apparently feeling
the rush of his position went nuts.
"Ok Mr. I'm cool Reese! I'm always fucking everyone over! Who's getting
fucked now bitch?? You like my hard cock don't you! How's it feel having
my hard boymeat ramming you? You like it? Huh! ..." Malcolm said.
"Hey Malcolm, quiet down!"
"NO! This little bitch is always getting me in trouble! I'm gonna fuck
him! And fuck him hard! Tell me you like it Reese! Tell me." He yelled.
His thrusting increased and he was really pounding Reese. Reese suddenly
came off my cock! He was moaning louder than hell.
"Ma-l-c....ahhhh" Reese tried to say.
"You forgot the cum, but don't worry, you'll get plenty of CUM from MalCUM
here in a second all over your face! You'll like that too! NOW SAY IT!" He
yelled again.
"Say I LOVE having your cock fucking me! Say it Reese!" Malcolm demanded.
"I ...lo-ve ahhhh..haaaavvvin....your coocckkk fucckkinng meeeeee!!
AHHHHH!!!!!"
Reese's dick began shooting...all over the bed. It wasn't as much as
earlier, but the first few gushes were huge and thick. Reese was moaning
so loud, I'm surprised, dear reader, it didn't wake you up!
I was scared as hell that mom would come storming back, so I shut Reese up
the quickest way possible. I grabbed his head and shoved him down and
cock. He took the message and started sucking, bobbing his head up and
down very fast. It didn't take too long, and I felt the urge to shoot
cumming on.
I pinched Malcolm's ass, and he looked down at me with a big smile. He
knew he'd just fucked his brother good n hard, and he was still going.
"Are you about ready to shoot?" I asked him.
He shook his head.
"Ok, just say when..." I told him.
I moved my head closer to his asshole and planted my tongue at the
entrance. As Malcolm thrust back, I pushed my head forward. He responded
quickly to being tongue fucked.
"Oh shit that feels fuckin good, but I'm about to cum!!!" he said.
I moved my head back, and pulled Reese off my dick. I began jerking with
my cock an inch away from his mouth.
"Reese, open wide!" I instructed.
He did as he was told...and stings of cum shot into his mouth, on his nose,
in his hair, and his cheeks! As the cum slowed, I rubbed my hard dick all
over his face. Malcolm quickly pulled out and decided to join me.
"Quick bitch! Turn around, I gotta present for ya!!!" He began jerking, as
Reese turned around in front of his volcano.
"Oh yeah, Mal, how about right on my tongue." Reese said. He stuck his
tongue out..."ahhhhhh...."
Malcolm leaned forward laying his cock on Reese's tongue and began to jerk
it as the head slid back and forth over the pink.
"He---re co-m es the C---UM in Malcom!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Malcolm
struggled to say.
Suddenly the pink turned white as cum began rolling out of his cock.
"Oh yeah! SHIT YEAH!! Drink my cum Reese! Oh! I know you love it!" He
moaned.
Reese swallowed it all. Malcolm fell forward, pulling Reese to the bed.
They embraced in a kiss. I just laid there stroking my softening dick.
Brotherly love at it's finest before my eyes. I looked at the clock and it
was 4:30am. I hopped up, and went to my desk for a smoke. The boys
finally set up.
"So guys, you having any fun?" I asked.
"Definitely! I love you man! You're awesome" Reese came over and planted a
kiss on my lips. The taste of Malcolm and my own cum was still on his
lips.
"Ah, thanks. Hey Malcolm, toss me that sock." I said.
Malcolm threw me Reese's removed white ankle sock, and I began to wipe what
was left of the cum off his cute face. When I had got it all off, I stuck
my tongue out and tasted it off the sock.
"You mind if I keep this? As a, you know, souvenir?" I asked.
"Um...sure, go ahead." He said.
"Well, as bad as I hate to, let's get dressed." I said.
So, we put our boxers on, and laid in bed talking for a few minutes.
"Reese, do you think we're dreaming? Cause, this seems soooo real."
Malcolm asked.
"I don't know, Mr high IQ you tell me!" Reese chirped back.
"Where are we Justin?" Malcolm asked.
"Indiana...." I said.
"Indi fuckin ana??? You're full of shit, we couldn't be," said Reese.
"You know Reese, as much as I love you, sometimes you bitch like your mom!
Thank god, I didn't get her too." I said.
"Yeah, she can be bitchy, but the only thing her and Reese have in common
is they both take it like a bitch!" Malcolm said.
"Funny! I like it!" I said.
"I didn't, well I liked IT, just not that lame ass comment!" Reese said.
"Oh shut up bitch," said Malcolm.
"Now, I really wouldn't have minded having Deewy here with us. Even
Fransis would be lovely. He's pretty hot. You guys are lucky." I said.
"You know, you know an awwwfffuuuulll lot about us. How the hell do you
know us so well? We've never seen you before..well except for tonight!"
Malcolm asked.
"On Tv. I watch you every week." I said.
"WHAT THE HELL? TV? We're on tv? Newsflash to me." Malcolm said.
"It's hard to explain...." I said.
"Hey dude, can I play on your computer while you two argue?" Reese asked.
"Yeah, go ahead. Look around, but if you get a hard on, I'm not
responsible." I jokinly said.
"Explain explain explain! Why do you think we're on tv exactly?" Malcolm
continued to ask.
"Justin, how the hell did you get this picture of me? I don't even
remember getting it taken." Reese said.
I went over to my computer, and there, as my desktop wallpaper was a
shirtless Justin Berfield.
"It's you..." I said.
"I know he's hotter than hell, ....like me..., but that ain't me! Who is
it? My unevil twin?" He said with an * evil * grin."
Suddenly it became clear the boys knew nothing of Justin Berfield or
Frankie Muniz. I showed Malcolm pictures of Frankie, and he was amazed. I
connected to the Internet and took them to the Malcolm in the Middle web
site. They were amazed. Of course, they didn't believe it was real at
first. It did finally sink it to some extent. The question quickly
changed from where are we to, how did we get here.
Reese trying to sound smart asked, "now try to think of anything weird in
the last 24 hours that happened."
I could think of only 3. 2 were staring at me for an answer. I explained
to them about the guy on IRC and the weird thing he said. What
particularly was sticking in my mind was the "Sleep well my boy."
"Is there anyway to find him again?" Malcolm asked.
"Maybe." I said.
I logged onto IRC, and went to my regular channels. One of my best buds
was online.
<PertPlusMa> hiya short dick
<BadBoy22> You are not gonna believe what the fuck is happening here!!
<BadBoy22> and my dick ain't short! I have 2 witnesses who'll testify to it
<PertPlusMa> your dick is short..face it! What's going on?
<BadBoy22> have you seen that Voodooguy4u anymore tonight?
<PertPlusMa> actually yes, I just gave him a 5 min ban for suggesting I try
Suave bottles over Pert! lol
*****Joins VooDooGuy4U (sweetdreams@234.213.212.69)
"That's HIM!" I told the boys.
<VooDooGuy4U> sleep well badboy?
<BadBoy22> yeah, but I woke up even better...what the hell did you do?
<VooDooGuy4U> mwahahhahaha, just enjoy your sweet dreams. and be careful....
<BadBoy22> what did you do? Not that I mind, but when I woke up, I found
Malcolm and Reese in my bedroom
<VooDooGuy4U> so, PertPlusMa, like I said Suave bottles are much rounder
and insert easier...
*** <VooDooGuy4U> kicked from #cuteyboys by PertPlusMa (I Like Pert Bottles
dammit!!! (5min Ban))
<BadBoy22> why did you do that!!
<PertPlusMa> listen tiny dick, he'll be back...
<BadBoy22> No he won't... *** <VooDooGuy4Usweetdreams@234.213.212.69) Quit
(Quit: Sweet dreams boys!)))
<PertPlusMa> oh what's the deal, you're off your rocker...only in your
dreams would Malcolm and Reese be there! Right?
<BadBoy22> grrrrr!!!
I disconnected. The boys still looked confused.
"Fuck it, I'll lock my door, we'll sleep and in the morning, we'll try to
find out something." I said.
We crawled in bed, and all snuggled together. Reese and Malcolm quickly
fell asleep in my arms. Although Reese did snore, I couldn't have been
more at peace. It was all to good to be true.
At this point though, dear reader, you may be thinking, I was one lucky son
of a bitch. Things were just to weird for me then. As I laid there I felt
bad for the boys. There were in a strange place. What if they didn't go
back. How would they live? I'd get accused of kidnapping Justin Berfield
and Frankie Muniz. I decided that night to just sleep and worry with it
later.
I guess I fell asleep. In the dream I stood before a big luxury hotel.
There were tons of girls screaming like crazy. I boldly walked past them
inside, and got on an elevator, not really knowing where I was going. The
door opened and there he was......
To Be continued...(maybe)
I appreciate all the emails I got about Part 1. I'm glad someone actually
liked it. Part 3 may be written if the response to 2 is good enough..and so
on down the line.
Drop me a line at kisswarmachine@juno.com to let me know what you think!