Date: Fri, 10 Apr 2009 12:41:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Benjamin Winkler <benwink19@yahoo.com>
Subject: When Dreams Come True

This story is based on the characters of Max and Shark Boy from the movie,
"The Adventures of Shark Boy and Lava Girl". This movie was filmed in 2005,
when the actor who played Max was 11 and the actor who played Shark Boy was
13. Of course they are older now but for the story's sake imagine them at
these ages. This story will make more sense if you're familiar with the
movie but even if you aren't I hope you will enjoy it. For sake of
reference, the majority of the movie takes place in Max's dream world.

 I know nothing of their actual sexual orientation or if they would even
consider participating in this sort of activity.  I mean no disrespect to
these talented actors and wish no offense to them or their fans.  As
fiction, this story is not limited to reality but I will try to make the
dialogue and storyline as plausible as I can.  If you like it, let me
know. benwink19@yahoo.com For a visual image of these actors, simply type
in the title of the movie at your favorite search engine. I can only do so
much with literary descriptions.  It's fairly long so be sure you have
enough time to devote to it.

When Dreams Come True

Max was a cute boy with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. He was eleven
years old and was usually a good kid.  It wasn't necessarily his fault that
he fell asleep in class; it just happened.  He always felt bad for missing
the lessons and getting in trouble for his sleeping habits but during that
time of day, he was tired and his desk made for the perfect place for a
quick nap. Besides, his dreams were more entertaining than anything he
could possibly be learning.
                Shark Boy, a creation of Max's imagination, had unusual
abilities.  His strength and speed made him a terror in the water but the
extreme heat given off by his companion Lava Girl could get him into
trouble if he got too close.  He often wondered why such an opposite would
be his companion but he didn't care enough to make it an issue.  He had a
darker skin tone and black spiky hair. His hunger made his true teeth fall
into place and anything that got in his way was fair game.  As part shark,
he had a muscular body built to terrorize the sea.  His personality,
however, denied his prehistoric extinct to kill. His human side was his
dominant exhibit.
                During a particularly boring lecture at school, Max felt
himself drifting off.  He sincerely tried to keep his eyes open but the
monotone voice of the teacher mixed with the dull subject material lulled
his head to a resting position on his arms over his desk.  Before he knew
it, the walls of the classroom opened up to the beautiful and mystical
landscape of his dream world.
                He lay on the soft river bank in a semi-fetal position.  He
was peacefully asleep until Shark Boy woke him up with a gentle shaking of
his shoulder.  He sat up and rubbed his eyes, expecting to look up and see
the glaring eyes of his teacher staring at him.  He didn't realize that he
was still asleep at his desk but right now he was awake in his dream world.
                "Shark Boy?! What are you doing here? You shouldn't be at
my school; you'll get in trouble."  Max was still confused and not fully
awake.
                "Look around you dummy!  I'm supposed to be here; this is
MY territory, remember?  You should know, you're the one who dreamed all
this up." Shark Boy couldn't help his impatience sometimes when it came to
Max's lack of ability to distinguish between dreams and reality.
                "Oh, right. So why did you wake me up anyway? I was trying
to pay attention to the lesson at school."
                "Uh huh.  Sure you were.  If you had been, you would still
be in the classroom and not here. Don't you remember you only come here
when you fall asleep at school?"  Shark Boy's tone still reflected his
annoyance at Max; he couldn't help himself. It was just that Max could be
so exasperating sometimes.
                "Sorry, I guess I'm just more tired than usual but you
still haven't answered my question; why did you wake me up?"
                "I don't know; you dreamed that I came to you but I don't
know why. I was hoping you could tell me.  And also, I was hoping you knew
where Lava Girl was because I couldn't find her anywhere."
                "Hold on a second. I remember now.  You won't find Lava
Girl here anymore. I don't dream of her anymore so I guess she's in the
land of broken dreams.  I'm sorry; I know you two were the best of
friends."
                "Why would you stop dreaming about Lava Girl?  She was so
cool......I mean hot.......well you know what I mean and you're right, we
were good friends."
                "It's kind of hard to explain because I'm not sure how much
you're affected by this but I'll do the best I can to make you understand.
Have you ever found yourself attracted to either Lava Girl or maybe a lady
shark?"  Max was embarrassed to ask such a question and his timid tone of
voice along with his stuttering made it obvious to Shark Boy of his
apparent humiliation discussing such a matter.
                "I have noticed myself feeling drawn to Lava Girl lately
but what does that have to do with it? Now you went and tossed her to the
land of broken dreams so it doesn't really matter what I think about her
anyway."
                "Well how did you feel when you were around her?"
                "She made my insides feel funny and...wait! Why am I
telling you all this?  That's personal and I don't have to tell you if I
don't want to so there."
                "If you don't want to tell me, that's fine but remember
that I dreamed you up and I can send you to the land of broken dreams just
as easily as I did Lava Girl. The choice is yours but don't take too long
because I can't stay asleep in school forever."  It was Max's turn to be
upset and Shark Boy knew he was right.
                "All right, if you really want to know, she's not the one
who makes me feel funny inside any more. You are.  Like right now, if you
put your hand on my chest, my heart would be beating faster just because
I'm so close to you. I know it's weird but it's been this way for a while
now.  So what were you saying about trying to explain something to me?"
                "So when did you notice the change?"
                "A couple of weeks ago. Why?"
                "And that's about the same time when you noticed Lava Girl
was gone?"
                "Yeah, that's right.  So what?"
                "Don't you get it? It all makes sense.  I started to dream
about you and not of Lava Girl so she went to the land of broken dreams and
you found yourself becoming drawn to me instead of her.  That's about the
time when I started noticing strange things happening to me. I mean, you're
part shark but you're mostly boy, right?"
                "I don't know. Why are you asking me? You're the one who
dreamed me up so you would no more than I do."
                "Well have you noticed anything going on with you?"
                "You mean down there, right?"  Shark Boy glanced at Max's
crotch to describe what he meant.
                "Yeah, that's right. So, have you?"
                "I think so but it's hard to tell because of this shark
suit. I've never taken it off, you know?"
                "Well, I'm curious to see if you've changed at all down
there. Would you be embarrassed if I helped you take it off?"
                "I guess not. After all, I am at least part boy, same as
you, and I guess I don't have anything you don't."
                "Okay so how should we start? I don't even know how this
suit was put together."  "Well, that's just great! How are we supposed to
get it off? You know..."  Shark Boy began to use the same excuse he had for
everything but Max beat him to it.
                "Yeah, I know, I know; I'm the one who dreamed you up so I
should know how your suit goes but a lot of stuff I dream about doesn't
make any sense so I don't know why you keep saying that."
                "Whatever. I guess we should start with these gloves; they
look easy enough to take off."
                "Now what?"  Max helped pull off Shark Boy's gloves but
honestly had no idea where to go next.
                Shark Boy thought for a moment while he glanced down at his
feet.
                "These boots should go next. Then you can look for a zipper
or something. I'm pretty sure this is a one-piece suit once the boots and
gloves are off."
                "Here, lean on me and lift your foot so I can take off the
boots then."  Max bent over so that Shark Boy could use his back as support
while he balanced on his right foot.  He removed Shark Boy's left boot,
then his right one.
                "Now let's take off this armor stuff.  Once that's off you
can find the zipper.  I think it's probably in the back."
                Max lifted the chest plate up and over Shark Boy's head. He
also undid the belt, which wasn't actually holding up anything since the
suit under the armor was indeed one piece.  He slid the forearm guards off
of Shark Boy although he could have probably managed to do so for himself.
Some of the armor, though, was sown into the material and wouldn't come off
until the suit did. Max caught himself getting more excited as more of
Shark Boy's clothing was being added to the pile.
                He found the zipper at the nape of Shark Boy's neck and
slid it down to the small of his back. As the material opened, it revealed
Shark Boy's perfectly dark-toned skin all the way from his shoulders along
his spine to the top of his backside.  Max could even see the beginning of
the valley that of course went down farther but was hidden by the
close-fitting fabric.
                "So you don't wear underwear." It was a statement of the
obvious but it made Shark Boy aware that Max now could tell and that could
only mean one thing.
                "So you noticed I take it.  Well, what do you think?"
Shark Boy was no longer embarrassed by the situation.  In fact, he was
growing anxious about what they would be doing once he was showing more of
himself.
                "I think we have more in common than you think `cause I
don't wear underwear either when I go to bed and sometimes I don't even
wear any to school.  I think it feels better, what about you?"
                "I don't know because I've never worn any to begin with but
I do like the feel of it. That's not exactly what I was referring to when I
said that, though." Shark Boy turned to face the boy and smiled slyly as he
said it. His insinuation finally dawned on Max.
                "Oh you mean that! I think you have a nice one and I can't
wait to see the front. I guess I did pretty good when I dreamed you up,
didn't I?"
                "I've always been proud of the way you made me, Max. I
think you did a fine job. But, I am a little curious about what you look
like, too, you know.  I've never even seen myself naked, let alone another
boy.  I want to see just how similar we really are.  You think that would
be okay?"
                "Yeah but let's get you there first. I want to see just how
much of my dream actually took place."
                Shark Boy stepped closer to Max and held out his arms so
that Max could pull his sleeves off for him. Once that was done, he was
able to pull the suit down to his waist.  He stopped there, suddenly
feeling self-conscious and unsure about the wisdom of doing this with Max
so close. His anxiety lay in the fact that he had never seen himself this
exposed and was afraid of how he may look and how he may react to seeing
himself for the first time.
                "What's wrong?  You're not getting shy, are you?  If it
would help, I could take off my clothes until I'm in my underwear and then
we can show each other at the same time.  I'm sure you don't look much
different than I do. Would that help?"
                "Yeah I like that idea."  Shark Boy gave a sigh of relief
at having just a little more time before undressing any farther. The fact
that Max volunteered to undress with him also added some comfort.
                Max took off his shirt, shoes, and socks before realizing
something as he was about to undo his pants. This revelation came as his
hands touched bare skin instead of the fabric of his underwear that he only
occasionally wore to school. He undid the button but stopped to explain the
dilemma to his half-naked friend. Shark Boy looked at him inquisitively.
                "You know how I sometimes don't even wear underwear to
school?" Shark Boy nodded. "Well, today must have been one of those
times. Look."  Max unzipped his zipper part way and opened his pants a
little so that Shark Boy could see skin where underwear normally would have
been.
                "So?  Just pull your pants down the same time I pull my
suit down. What's the big deal?"
                "All right; on the count of three, okay?"
                At the end of the countdown, Max and Shark Boy had their
eyes glued to each other's crotch. In truth, there wasn't much difference
except for Shark Boy's darker skin tone but to the boys, it was
fascinating.  Shark Boy especially liked looking back and forth between his
own body and Max's. He was amazed at just how similar they looked.
                Since Max sat in the back of the classroom, he could sleep
peacefully for the majority of the class without interruption.  Also, even
though he didn't realize it, he could also slide his hand down the front of
his pants without anybody noticing.  He wasn't aware of it but for the past
few days during his afternoon nap, this is exactly what he had been doing.
He had started doing this about the same time that he had started to
replace Lava Girl for Shark Boy in his dreams.
                Therefore, if any eyes had been looking at the sleeping
Max, they would see his right hand slowly move from under his resting head
to the waistband of his pants before struggling to get inside of
them. After a few moments, though, the hand would give up its attempt and
simply grab a hold of what was hidden from it in an obvious and intentional
grasp.  It would then move back and forth in front of Max's crotch and the
owner of the eyes would know pretty much exactly what the sleeping boy was
doing, particularly if the owner happened to be a boy as well.
                Back in dream world, Max and Shark Boy were still admiring
each other's body. Shark Boy, however, was growing bored with merely
looking. He wanted to touch.
                "Can I touch it?" He asked tentatively, unsure of what Max
would say as a response.
                "Only if I can touch yours."  Max bargained.
                "Deal. But let me touch my own first. I don't think I ever
have."  Shark Boy looked down at himself with anticipation.  "Here goes!"
He exclaimed as he wrapped his hand around his little organ, which by this
time was quite stiff from the excitement.
                Max thought it was funny how Shark Boy had never touched
himself there since he had been doing this sort of thing for awhile and now
couldn't imagine how he had gone so long without doing it before.  He
laughed as Shark Boy began to act amazed at what he was doing.
                "All right, all right, enough of that.  It's my turn
now. You can do that later."  Max was still laughing but his tone caught
Shark Boy's attention.
                "You're right; it's time to touch yours now."  Shark Boy
stepped one step closer so that they could reach each other without
stretching.  He sighed and Max did as well.  Neither of them had ever
touched another person in such an intimate way and although they both
wanted it, anxiety was still their companion.
                "One...Two...Three!"
                At Shark Boy's signal, each boy reached out and grabbed the
little stiff organ across from him.  Shark Boy was dumbfounded at the
sensations he was feeling from not only having Max's warm fingers on his
organ but also having his own hand around Max. He was in a daze until Max
broke him out of it by doing something completely unexpected.
                Since he was part shark, he had never experienced
circumcision and now Max was using that to make him feel even better.  He
was suddenly defenseless against Max's hand and decided not to put up any
resistance to whatever it was that Max wanted to do with him.
                Max gently pinched Shark Boy's organ between his thumb,
index, and middle fingers of his right hand.  Although he didn't have a
foreskin like Shark Boy, he used this same technique every time he was
bored in his room at night and he knew it worked well.  He continued to
slide his fingers from the base to the tip, using the extra skin as a
perfect sleeve that effortlessly glided along the shaft as easily as his
fingers.  He loved watching his hand move on Shark Boy's beautiful little
organ but sometimes he would glance up and watch his dream boy's face as he
pleasured him.
                Shark Boy could do little more than tilt his head back,
close his eyes, and moan softly as Max handled him.  He still had his hand
wrapped around Max but the sensations in his groin were lessening his grip
and soon he let go of Max altogether.  He thought it couldn't get any
better when he felt Max's other hand gently cup the sac of marbles hanging
directly below his incredibly stiff organ. The pleasure only increased when
Max rolled the marbles in his hand as if he were about to toss them on the
table like a pair of dice in a board game. Suddenly, though, all the
feeling stopped as Max let go of his dream boy.
                "Why did you stop? It was just starting to get
interesting."  Shark Boy was obviously upset.
                "Well because you have hands too and I've dreamed of you
doing this with me as much as I have about doing it with you.  Unless you
do the same thing to me that I'm doing to you, I'll put you in the world of
broken dreams." His tone indicated he was serious and Shark Boy had already
decided not to give him any trouble.
                Shark Boy reached out and took Max's little organ into his
hand, making it regain its rigidity it had lost when its owner had realized
it was no longer getting the attention it wanted. The hand gently moved
back and forth along the shaft while another hand gently cupped the sac of
marbles delicately hanging beneath it.
                "That's better."  Max said simply before following
suit. "Now don't let go this time."
                The two of them continued this for some time but it soon
became evident that it was no longer satisfying either of them.
                Back at the classroom, Max's hand went from his crotch back
to under his resting head without being noticed.  When he felt the drool on
his desk, he suddenly woke up and wiped his mouth with the back of his
hand.  Looking around, he noticed the teacher was still lecturing.  He
glanced at the clock; he hadn't even been asleep very long so there was
still plenty of time left in class.  He flopped his head back down on his
desk over the relative comfort of his forearms.  He still had no idea his
hand would return to his crotch during the duration of his next dream.
                 "This is boring! It was fun at first but now it's kind of
lame.  Isn't there something else we can do now?"  Shark Boy's sharp tone
caught Max's attention and made him realize he was back in his dream world
now.  He no longer felt Shark Boy's hand on him and noticed he no longer
had his hand on his dream boy either.
                "Well, I've only ever heard of it from an older boy in the
locker room at school but I guess we could try it.  I think it's called a
blow-job.  He said that's what it's called when a girl sucks your dick. He
also said it feels REALLY good. What do you think?"
                "I think it sounds fun. Let me go first and I'll try not to
bite."  Shark Boy smiled, suddenly eager to participate in something new if
for no other reason than the constant threat of being sent to the land of
broken dreams. Although, he was also interested in just how Max's little
organ would feel in his mouth.
                "Ok but you know what will happen if you do.  Let me lay
down; that way, it will be more comfortable for both of us. Oh, and let's
get completely naked; these pants are too tight and they're all bunched up
right at my thighs so they'll be in the way and I won't be able to spread
my legs all the way."  Following his own advice, Max slid his pants down to
his ankles and stepped out of them.  Shark Boy followed his lead.
                Max lay down on the magical landscape of his dream world
and spread his smooth naked legs with his knees pointing in opposite
directions. His little organ bounced excitedly as Shark Boy positioned
himself on the ground in front of him.
                Shark Boy lay on his stomach with his chest resting snuggly
between Max's thighs and his arms pressing gently against Max's abdomen to
support his neck and head.  In this position, Shark Boy would be able to
move his head all around Max's crotch without relying on his knees to
support his body weight but at the same time he wouldn't be crushing Max
either.
                He looked up at Max and smiled before gently pushing up the
boy's stiff little organ so he could get to the underside of the shaft.
Using the tip of his tongue, he licked from the base to the tip and even
dared to poke into the pee slit at the end of it.  He kept his eyes on
Max's cute face as he moved his tongue all over the rigid little pole
entrusted to his keeping.  He could hear Max's soft moans as his friend
began to tilt his head back and close his eyes.  With his eyes still
watching, he slipped the entire shaft effortlessly into his mouth and began
to suck gently on it.
                He knew how much Max was enjoying this and of course his
own organ bounced in response but he was mostly amazed at how wonderful it
felt to have Max in his mouth.  The skin was soft as velvet, the warmth in
it was elusive, and the tender stiffness of it was indescribable. Shark Boy
bobbed his head back and forth along the short shaft for awhile before
realizing he could probably fit more than that in his mouth.
                Without giving any warning to Max, he slipped his tongue
down until it found the sac of marbles which had drawn up and closer to
Max's body.  After licking around it for a bit, Shark Boy sucked both
marbles into his mouth and then moved his head up until he could reach the
stiff little organ again.  It was a little tricky but he was able to fit
that in as well and when he did, Max was beside himself with pleasure.
                However, feeling selfish for having all the fun, Max
suddenly realized something.  It hadn't occurred to him before but it could
be possible to do this at the same time so that Shark Boy could have the
same feelings he was experiencing.  He lay there and figured it out his
head before he announce the idea to Shark Boy.  He was now too occupied in
this to respond to what his dream boy was doing to him.
                "What's the matter? Don't you like this anymore? I didn't
go too far by what I just did, did I?"  Shark Boy was suddenly worried that
maybe his actions would send him somewhere he didn't want to end up.
                "No, I was just feeling like you were being left out and I
think I've thought of a way for both of us to do this at the same time.
It's simple, really; just turn around so that you're laying across me and
that should put your crotch right next to my face.  That way, I can suck
you and you can suck me. How about it?"
                "I guess it's always worth a try. But you better not bite
me!"
                The two laughed at that while Shark Boy repositioned
himself the way Max had described.  Max now had his feet flat on the floor
so that his knees were up in the air but of course his legs were still
spread.  Shark Boy was now straddling Max's chest and had his arms wrapped
around Max's hips so that his chest was supported by Max's abdomen.  Most
of his weight, though, was being supported by his knees on either side of
Max's smooth naked body.  Whatever weight wasn't being supported there or
at Max's hips went to Shark Boy's elbows on either side of Max's bare naked
thighs.
                With this new position, each could suck the other and
that's exactly what they did. Max even took the same initiative Shark Boy
had and sucked not only on the beautiful little cylinder dangling above his
face but also on the hairless sac of lovely marbles hanging just below it.
He had to maneuver between the two of them, though, because Shark Boy was
just a little too big to fit them both in his mouth at the same time.
After all, his dream boy was two years older so it made sense.  Also, it
was tricky sucking on Shark Boy because of the foreskin although Max
wouldn't have him any other way.
                By this time, back at his desk, Max's hand had found his
crotch but of course no one noticed.  However, more time had passed than he
had thought and suddenly the bell rang.  Max bolted up in his seat, still
too sleepy to realize he had just retrieved his hand from the vicinity of
his crotch rather than under his resting head.
                He grumbled at the clock as it marked the end of the hour
sooner than he had expected.  Just when it was getting interesting, he
thought to himself.  It was then that he realized his little organ was
stiff in his pants.  He used the books in one hand to cover his crotch and
used the other hand to massage himself slowly through his pocket.
                In the back of the bus, he caught himself dozing off again.
The gentle motion of the vehicle, along with the subdued humming of the
engine, lulled him back to his dream world.
                He knew he had plenty of time on his bus ride home because
he lived in a farming community where all the houses were far apart.  Even
though there weren't many kids on the bus with him, it always took awhile
before he got home because his was the last stop on the route.  It took
about an hour, sometimes more, depending on the road conditions.
                Because he had woken up so abruptly, Shark Boy hadn't been
able to finish what they had started.  Now that he was back in dream world,
though, his dream boy was ready to pick up where they had left off.
                "Why do you keep leaving? I was just getting the hang of
it."  Shark Boy's tone indicated his disappointment.
                "Sorry but the bell rang at school.  It's okay now
though. I have lots of time before I get home."
                "Okay good because I'm tired of being interrupted."
                Without another word, Shark Boy knelt down in front of Max
and began sucking on him again.  It didn't take long for Max to get back
into it and soon they were back in the same position as before.  Suddenly,
though, Max remembered something and he let his head rest on the ground,
allowing Shark Boy's cylinder to slide out of his mouth as he did so.
Shark Boy lifted his head, turned to face the boy, and allowed Max to pop
out of his mouth as well.
                "Now why did you stop?"  He was beginning to get
frustrated.
                "You wouldn't know anything about this because I've never
done this here in dream land before, only in my thoughts.  Sometimes I
would think about you and me doing something and then I would get super
stiff and it wouldn't go down until I played with myself.  A lot of what
we're doing now made me really excited too and I would wake up with my hand
in my pajamas but there is one thing I never dreamed about because I was
almost positive it wouldn't come true. In fact, I don't why I think it will
happen now."
                "I'll tell you why it will happen now.  Because you had the
courage to dream about it.  This is your dream world, Max.  Anything you
dream of will end up here but you have to tell me what it is or it will
never come true.  Look at me, Max. I am a product of your dream and as such
it is my responsibility to do exactly what you say.  If you don't tell me,
you won't be able to blame anyone but yourself."
                Max lay still where he was; Shark Boy had repositioned
himself so that he was now straddling Max's hips and facing him.  Once
again, most of his weight was distributed to his knees so that he wouldn't
crush the poor boy.
                "Get off me for a minute and I'll show you what I mean."
                Shark Boy climbed off of Max and watched as the sexy naked
boy pulled his bare legs up to his equally exposed chest.  Max then spread
his smooth young legs as he had before and called for Shark Boy to crawl up
between them.
                "I want you to stick your dick into my bum hole."  He said
it so matter-of-factly that Shark Boy simply nodded even though he was
completely shocked at doing such a thing.
                "Max! It's your stop!"  The bus driver knew Max had a habit
of falling asleep and had made a point of calling out to him when the time
came.
                Later that evening, Max wasn't tired enough to go to bed
even though he had left his dream world so abruptly right at a critical
point. He was also a little nervous about whether or not Shark Boy would
actually do what he had requested so he was actually fighting sleep by
watching a show on TV.
                While taking a break during commercials, he went to the
kitchen to find a snack.  When he came back, he saw Shark Boy sitting on
the couch as naked as he had been in dream world but acting as though
nothing were out of the ordinary. He glanced over at Max, glared, and then
turned back to the TV.
                "What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to
stay in my dream world."
                "I got tired of being interrupted so I overpowered your
dream until I became a reality and here I am.  Now I would like to finish
what we started and this time there won't be any interruptions because you
won't have to wake up."  Shark Boy stood up and started to advance towards
Max as he spoke.
                "So dreams really can come true." It was more a statement
of wonder than a question.
                "Yep. I'm here, aren't I? Now, are we going to finish or
not?"
                "Oh yes, of course we are. It's just that I never thought
it would happen in my dreams, let alone in real life. Follow me to my bed
and we'll get started."
                Shark Boy followed Max up the stairs, watching the boy's
backside as they went. When they got to Max's room, Max shut the door and
began undressing as he walked over to his bed.  It was obvious he was
excited because his fingers fumbled with the buttons on his pajama top.
                "Here, let me do that."
                Shark Boy undressed Max while the anxiety in the room
caused both heartbeats to increase.  Once Max was as naked as Shark Boy, he
lay on his back on the bed, drew his knees up to his chest, and spread his
legs so that Shark Boy could get between them.
                "Wait. One more thing.  Get the hand lotion out of my end
table drawer there.  I don't want it to hurt."
                Shark Boy did as he was told and used the lotion to lather
not only Max's small pink pucker of a hole but also his rock hard uncut
cylinder of flesh.
                Although his shark instincts were harsh, his human side was
very gentle and he used this trait to lovingly guide his organ into Max's
tunnel. The sensations were better than any he had ever felt and he was
happy that he had gone through the trouble of getting here to reality
instead of staying in dream land.
                He began to thrust his hips once Max let him know it was
okay to do so and as he did, he looked at Max's cute young face as it
contorted itself in pleasure. Once Max began to moan quietly, Shark Boy
took that as a cue to go faster.  He was on his knees, using his hands to
lift up Max's hips for better alignment.  Max soon let his leg muscles
relax until his ankles were close to Shark Boy's shoulders and his dream
boy began to use those ankles to hold Max up. He kept pushing into Max
until he released his very first load of human sperm into the boy's tunnel.
It was a feeling he would never forget and the look on Max's face along
with the little puddle of white goo that accumulated on the boy's stomach
after he too shot his first load only added to the whole beauty of the
experience.
                "I'm going to have to come to reality more often."  Shark
Boy spoke with gasps, still coming down from an amazing high.
                "I'd like that, Sharky.  I really would.  And thank you for
making my dreams come true."
                Shark Boy used a finger to push a lock of Max's dirty
blonde, slightly curly hair out his face.
                "Now I see why you stopped dreaming of Lava Girl.  That was
amazing and anytime you can come to dream land for longer than a few
minutes, I'd be happy to make any other of your dreams come true."
                "I love you, Sharky.  I'm so glad I dreamed you up."
                "So am I, Max. So am I."
                Shark Boy lay down on Max's chest after allowing Max to put
his legs down.  He now straddled Max's hips with Max's legs laying flat
behind him. He still let his knees support most of his weight but he loved
the feeling of his bare skin touching Max's so much that he wanted as much
of it to touch Max as was possible.
                "Good night, Sharky.  I'll probably be coming to dream
world soon.  I'll see you there."
                Max wrapped his arm around Shark Boy's naked back and
closed his eyes.
                Max and Shark Boy visited each other's domains several
times during the next few years.  Sometimes Max wasn't too careful and
almost got caught with his hand next to his crotch at school.  Also, he
never wore underwear again but was sometimes embarrassed to put his pajama
bottoms in the laundry with a wet spot in the front of them.  (Shark Boy
would make him so excited in dream world that he would play with himself in
his sleep so that when he woke up, there was evidence.)
                He didn't know it but his mother understood what was going
on with her young son and didn't mind when she saw the evidence. Of course,
she had no way of knowing that it wasn't only her son's dreams that made
this happen.  She never did find out about Shark Boy's visits to her son's
bedroom and of course Max never told her about them.