Date: Sat, 9 Jan 1999 04:41:11 -0500
From: Mark <some1yuno@hotmail.com>
Subject: DREAMING (M/M, oral)

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story...

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       DREAMING
          by Mark (some1yuno@hotmail.com)


I was back in college after the summer spent at home, a relatively boring
vacation.  I was glad to be back in Boston again, I had missed it.  Anyway
this was the first day with a new course and a new professor.

As I walked into the room it was filled mostly with the people that I
recognized from last year.  They were mainly the same people that had
filled my classes because it is a small program that I attend, so almost
everything I took had basically the same people.  Not that it was a
problem.  It presented ample opportunities to make a very close group of
friends, and you could work together on almost every project.

It was a small class only about 18 people.  I chose my seat next to Eric,
a close friend of mine whom I had been lusting after the year earlier --
not that he knew about it though.   When the professor walked in he was
carrying an armful of old notebooks, which seemed very strange to me. He
explained their presence though as soon as he began.

You see he was a very meticulous professor and since it was such a small
class he had somehow collected notebooks that at some point or another
each person in the class had done before.  Very strange, not to mention
very difficult to get those considering the comments from most of us were
"I threw that out a long time ago."

As he went through the stack he pointed out details about different things
that were good or bad about each.  Finally he called out my name, and held
up a notebook, which to my embarrassment had a cover of a picture of a man
standing next to a bicycle wearing nothing but a tight pair of shorts.

Since I was still not completely open about my sexuality (I'm bisexual if
you must know) this was quite a shock.  As he went through the notebook I
realized three things.  First I realized that the notebook was from fifth
grade. Second that the cover was something I had never done on a notebook.
Finally from these I realized I was dreaming.

Well no point in wasting a perfectly good dream - especially one with Eric
in it - by waking up.  Since it was a dream I could do anything I wanted.
And I did.

First, I reached out my hand and the cover flew off once I held it I
turned it over to reveal the name Karen V., obviously not mine which I
informed the class quieting their snickers.  Then knocking the book from
the professor's hand I pointed out that it was from fifth grade.

Now revenge taken care of it was time to turn my attention to Eric.
Suddenly we were no longer in the classroom but back in my apartment.

Eric turned to me and says, "It's a shame that the picture wasn't really
yours."

Smiling, I looked into his beautiful blue-green eyes and said, "Why? You're
much better looking."  Then reached over and kissed him.  His first
response was shock, and then he began to kiss me back.

One very passionate kiss, with our tongues tangled together wrestling back
and forth between our two mouths.  I reached down his back to feel his
ass.  That perfect bubble-butt that I had admired so many times.  Watching
as it jiggled slightly when he walked.  Or watching it pressed tight into
the shorts that he was wearing while roller blading.

I pulled us back onto the couch so that our bodies were pressed close
together.  That close contact even through our clothing excited me.
However, that wasn't good enough.  As soon as I though about it our shirts
disappeared.  The contact between our chests sent lightning all over my
skin as our kiss continued.  I rolled us over so that I was now on top and
broke our kiss.  I proceeded to kiss a trail down his neck, to his chest
and then over to his right nipple.  Licking and sucking, the bronze-
colored nipple quickly had it very erect.

I moved over to the left nipple and continued on it what I had started
with its counterpart.  Eric let out a soft groan as he ran his fingers
through my hair.  I moved back up to his mouth and kissed him again.  Then
removed both of our shorts.

His navel captured my attention.  Clothed in soft hairs, that seemed to
draw me to it.  I licked and sucked and kissed his entire stomach, and in
between the muscles of his abdomen.

Finally he decided it was his turn to be on top and pushed me back to the
other end of the couch, then climbed on top of me.  Kissing me more
aggressively than he had before.

He continued down my neck, kissing and licking his way down to my chest.
Then teasing my right nipple with his hand and my left with his tongue, he
started to move down again.  He kissed his way down my stomach and across
my abs, down to my belly button.  Flicking his tongue in it and around it.
I was in heaven.  While still licking my stomach he reached his hand down
to grab my stiff cock through my silk boxers.

Lightly caressing it through the material enjoying the feel of it
twitching inside its cloth prison.  Then he moved his hand down further,
to knead my balls inside the material.  But this wasn't enough.  He wanted
more.  Sliding his hand down my leg until he reached the end of my boxers,
then sliding his hand up my leg on the inside of my boxers.

He reached in and massaged my nuts briefly.  Then moved his hand down to
lightly stroke that sensitive area that runs between my nuts and my
asshole.  This motion sent shivers of delight across my skin.

He'd had enough of teasing.  With one smooth motion he lifted my legs up
and slid my boxers down and off.  He started licking my sack with a long
stroke, causing me to moan with pleasure.  Then he took his and wrapped it
around my steel hard shaft.  Taking his thumb and sliding it over the head
spreading my pre-cum around the tip.  Finally when he had me moaning and
writhing in ecstasy. He opened his mouth and engulfed the head.  Sliding
his tongue around the ridge of the head causing me to moan some more.

I reached down and laid my hand on his head, his beautiful head that was
giving me so much pleasure now.  As I ran my fingers through is hair, he
began to swallow my cock, when he finally got down to the base he began
this intense suction as he slowly moved back up to the top.  Settling into
a slow up and down motion while all that I was able to do was moan with
delight.

Finally I mustered the strength to pull him off my cock. Kissing him I
told him that I didn't want to shoot off so soon.  I reached my hand down
to feel his dick straining against the fabric that encased it.  Nearly
ripping off the boxer briefs in my haste to remove them I slid my tongue
across his steely organ.  Licking all around the slit and then covering
the head with my saliva.  I let the head slip into mouth and delighted at
the feeling of the velvety smooth skin covering his rock hard cock sliding
around in my mouth.  I worked my way down to the base of his cock then
vacuumed my way back up to the top.

He entwined his fingers behind my head holding on to me so tightly I knew
he was lost in the pleasure he was feeling.  As I continued to play with
his cock using my tongue I felt his body tense.  I knew he getting close.
This only made me speed up my actions.  Driving him to the writhing
insanity of orgasm.

His hands clamped around my head holding me at the base of his cock.  He
fired one quick spurt of cum before I pulled my head back up to the tip.
I wanted to taste his sweet nectar that I had desired for so long.  Shot
after shot he fired into my mouth and I catching every precious drop in my
mouth.

After he finally relaxed I moved back up to his mouth kissing him again
and releasing some of his cum which I had saved just for him.  Our tongues
intertwined between us.  The flavor of his tongue combined in my mouth as
I savored it in delighted ecstasy.

But now it was his turn.

He rolled us over so that I was once again lying beneath him.  And he
again kissed his way down my body.  Down my chest, down my stomach,
bypassing my rigid cock - which by that time was aching for release - down
to my nuts licking them only briefly before passing on to that sensitive
spot between my legs.  His tongue was driving me wild, I was on the verge
of shooting.  But he had other plans, and before I reached the point of no
return his tongue traveled upwards and his mouth enveloped each of my
testicles in turn.  Rolling each of them gently around his mouth and
massaging them with his tongue.

Finally he'd had enough of teasing me, and began a cat-like lapping across
my skin going from my nuts, slowly going from the base of my cock, licking
along the underside up to the ridge of the head, passing his tongue across
that tender ridge with gently sweeping strokes.  He moved up to engulf the
head with his mouth.  Licking across the slit with his tongue, to taste my
pre-cum that was by that time flowing like a river.  I was trembling as he
lifted his mouth off my cock-head and began to slowly lick his way back
along the path that it had followed.

Suddenly orgasm slammed into me.  I screamed aloud and my cock began
shooting.  The first couple shots landing on his face, my cum splashing
along one of his eyebrows and his cheek.  But before anymore could shoot
out he swallowed the head again drinking in each shot of creamy white
jism.


After I had relaxed he climbed back up to my face.  I licked my cum off
his face.  It had rolled down his face leaving a trail from his forehead
down to the strong line of his jaw.  Satisfied that his face was clean I
moved to his mouth and kissed him deeply.  We just lay there cuddling in
each other's arms lingering in the post orgasmic bliss.

Suddenly I sat bolt upright in my bed, having been awakened by something.
What was it?  I was still confused by the sudden transition from sleep to
wakefulness.  There it was again.  It was the phone ringing.  I got up to
walk across my bedroom to grab the receiver.

It was my mom.  What a way to ruin a perfectly good morning up till that
point.  Within seconds my cock went limp.  When I finally extricated
myself from the conversation I no longer had the desire to jack off.  So I
went to take a shower.

The hot water streaming down my body felt wonderful.  I shut my eyes to
luxuriate in the warmth.  When suddenly the phone rang again.  I shut the
shower off and went for the phone again.  Figuring it was my mom again I
got irritated and answered the phone with an abrupt "Hello."

The voice on the other end however, made my cock begin to stir again.  It
was Eric.

"Hello, Mark?"

"Yeah, hi Eric.  Sorry I sounded like an ass, but I just got off the phone
with my mom a few minutes ago and then stepped in the shower and I thought
it was her calling again."

"Oh well that's ok."

"Did you have some reason why you called?"

"Yeah but now that I think about it, it seems kinda stupid."

"Well that's ok, since you've already called you might as well tell me
about it."

"Yeah I guess so.  Well it was just that I'd had this strange dream and I
know you had taken a couple of psych courses."

"Oh ok, well are you going to tell me about it."

"Well it was just that the strangest thing about it was that you were in
it...

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End of part I.

By the way since some of you might be wondering that dream was very real,
but the phone call was something that I added in.

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Dreaming Part II

I appreciate all the comments that were sent to me on the first part.
Because of the many questions, comments and suggestions I have decided to
continue this story.

*Author's Note: This story is completely fictional.

Now on with the story...


"Well, it was just that the strangest thing about it was that you were in
it..."

"Whoa, hold up for a minute, I was in your dream? That's kinda strange."

"Yeah, you were." I could hear him hesitate on the other line, damn I
should have handled that better - can't get very far basically calling him
a freak. "Well, it was a strange dream all around."

"Good," he continued, I thought I'd lost him there for a minute. "Yeah,
tell me about it."

"Huh?"

"I said to tell me about it." Whew, quick cover.

"It sounded like you'd had a strange dream too." Damn he knew me too well.

I conceded defeat, "Well, yes, I guess I did, as a matter of fact..." and
after a brief pause decided to go for the gusto "and you were in my dream
as well."  It couldn't hurt, after all he had been dreaming about me as
well.

I decided then that maybe we should talk about this in person. "Why don't
we meet somewhere and talk about it, I really need my morning coffee."

"So do I, how about the GSU (student union where there is a food court) in
twenty minutes, I need to get a shower." Mmmm, thoughts of him in the
shower and the after-affects of the dream were getting me all hot again.

"Sounds good to me, see ya' there."

I hung up the phone and got dressed quickly. I left my apartment locking
the door behind me and walked down the street to catch the T (the Boston
subway for those who don't know).  And caught the green line to take me to
the GSU.

A few minutes later I was back on campus and heading down the sidewalk for
the student union.  I looked inside and didn't see Eric, but went on in
and found a table.  Eric rolled up a few minutes later on his roller
blades and came inside. I waved to get his attention.

"Hi."

"Good morning.  Ready for some coffee."

"Definitely."

As we walked towards coffee and a bagel I couldn't help but let my gaze
wander to that very lovely ass of his.

"You ok?" His comment jolting me out of my reverie.

"Yeah I'm fine."

"You sure, you look kinda out of it today."

"Yeah I guess I am not quite with it today."  Of course I'd much rather be
with him, in my apartment in bed, or on the sofa, or the floor, the
shower.  They all sounded good to me.

A cup of coffee in one hand and a bagel in the other we head back to the
table. An awkward pause as neither of us knows how to begin, so we just
drink our coffee.

OK let's get this over with, "So you had a strange dream last night, I did
too."

"Yeah you mentioned that earlier."

Another awkward moment, damn, how come this can't be easier than it is.

"So who goes first?"  How cliche, this was not the way I'd hoped this
would be. I stared down at my coffee trying in vain to ease the tension.

"I don't know my dream was pretty personal..."

"Same here." I look up to find him staring at me.  Our eyes lock.  It was
like a window opening - looking into his blue eyes - I could see so much
going on behind them in his mind. I'm sure he could read the whirlwind of
feelings going on in my head too.

It's amazing what instinct can do when logic fails.  So much information
carried in an instant that we had been stumbling over trying to share.

Then logic takes over again...

Hmmm, maybe we should try for somewhere a little more private, that
might help. "Well hey, you know I really don't want to share my dream in
public and it doesn't seem like you do either."

"No, definitely don't want to do that."

"So you want to go somewhere private?"

"Yeah we could go to my dorm it's closer, but my roommate might still be
there."

"That's ok we can head to my apartment, it's not too long a trip on the
T."

"Yeah ok."

So we left the GSU and the awkwardness behind for a little while at least.
Travelling on the T with him gave me some hope.  We could joke together
just like always.  And for the moment act like nothing had happened, and
nothing was going on.  It was just two good friends on the subway.

But then my stop came up, and the tension started to grow again.  We knew
we were going to have to face the serious matter that we had escaped for a
short time.

Very subdued compared to the trip on the subway we made our way up the
steps of my building, and to my apartment.  I closed the door behind us as
we went in.

"Want something to drink?"  Stalling, trying to get my thoughts together.

"Sure."

I grabbed a couple of sodas from the fridge and came back into the living
room; he'd settled himself on one end of the sofa.  I handed him the soda
and took the other end.

"So--?" Couldn't there be a script for situations like this.

"Yeah." Well at least he was as uncomfortable as I was. I don't know if I
could have handled this is if it were totally one sided.

I looked up into his eyes once again and that instant connection took
hold.  I got up the nerve to do it.  Then leaned over towards him and
kissed him very gently.

For a moment I thought I'd gone too far then he began to kiss me back.  It
was wonderful like lightning running up and down my spine.

Then he suddenly pulled away.  What had happened? What had gone wrong?
What had I done wrong?

"Oh shit!  I'm sorry man, I didn't mean--"

Fortunately for me he didn't let me finish. "It's ok, it's not you, it's
me.  I don't know... I mean I've never... it's just that..."

Then it dawned on me; this was his first time really.  Not with sex
certainly, but his first time getting intimate with another guy. I could
relate my experiences with guys had been few so far.  Even in a city like
Boston where non-heterosexual activities were more accepted it was still
hard to let it out.

"That's ok, we can take it slowly. I think it'd be best for both of us
that way."

At that he smiled his beautiful, wonderful smile - the smile that made
heat sweep through my body.  And I smiled in return.  We just sat like
that for a minute, smiling at each other in simple silent communion.  If a
picture is worth a thousand words then a smile must be worth 10,000. But
it couldn't last forever, it did have to end at some point.

"So what are your plans for tonight?"

"I don't know yet."

"Well why don't we have dinner and catch a movie later."

"Ok by me." That being settled he decided to go before things could get
out of hand again.

"So I'll see you tonight. Where do you want to meet at."  Reminding him of
the practical details before he rushed off, that would have made a big
mess our first date and neither of us knowing where to meet the other at.

"Why don't we meet in Kenmore Square, about 7 say."

"Ok sounds good to me."

"See ya there." As I walked him to the door, he surprised me. Right before
he opened the door, he leaned over to me, wrapped his arms around me and
kissed me. Nowhere near as passionate as before and all too brief, but it
was a kiss that he initiated and it made me hopeful of tonight.

His eyes twinkled merrily as he walked out in the hall.

I shut the door and came back inside glancing at the clock as I went.
Damn only 1 O'clock.  I still had 6 hours left, how was I going to stand
it.  But I had to admit to myself he was worth waiting for.

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End part II.

I know some of you might be upset with the fact that there was no sex in
this part.  Well I'm not simply writing a sex story, I was trying to
define the characters in this part and build up the plot.  Part III should
be more to your liking.

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Dreaming part III

At 6:50 I was standing in front of Barnes & Noble waiting for Eric to get
there.  I was nervous as hell.  What if he doesn't show?  What if he does,
but then backs down?

I had never been this nervous on a date before, but then I'd never been on
a date with another guy.  I'd been on dates with women before, and had had
sex with other guys, but never dated. Add to that the fact that Eric was a
pretty good friend of mine as well as someone I was very attracted to. It
was almost too much.

Only 6:54, time is moving way too slow.  Why did I have to get here so
early.  Of course if I hadn't tried to get here early I would have been
very late, the subway doesn't run on my schedule.

My watch seemed to be mocking me for my impatience it was only 6:57.  I
smiled and spoke briefly to people I recognized going by.  Why couldn't
Eric have been early for once in his life.

Finally 7:00, took long enough, I must have been out here for like 25
minutes - well 11 minutes really but I swear that time was intentionally
moving slower so it was like 25 minutes.

It was 7:02 and panic started to set in, a thousand thoughts running
through my mind.  "He's not coming." "He changed his mind."  " I pushed
him too far this morning." "He's going to tell everyone about me."  "Maybe
he's just running late, he usually is."

Sanity finally took hold, "Calm down, just stop and think, if he's not
here in a minute give him a call, something may have come up.  Regardless
of what happens panic won't help."

Easy for the rational part of my mind to say, while the rest of me was
freaking out.  Fortunately, I saw Eric heading up the sidewalk towards me.

"You're 5 minutes late, do you have any idea what you put me through."

He just gave me that sheepish grin of his, who could stay mad at someone
like him for very long.  Not that I was mad, mostly relieved that he
showed.

"So where do you want to go eat?"  I asked him, that kind of details are
important.

"Hmmm. How about we head over to Harvard Square."

"Ok sounds good to me."  So we started walking towards the steps to take
us down to catch the T again outbound.

Unfortunately it being dinnertime the T was packed.  But that's ok, Eric
and I at least found a spot on the train where we could stand close
together and out of the way.

We just chatted the whole trip.  When we finally got to Harvard Square we
decided on some Chinese food for dinner.  It was a great dinner, the food
wasn't bad either.  We could just talk to each other.  To anyone else
nearby we seemed to be just good friends chatting over dinner.  Between
the two of us though it was like we were weaving a web of intimacy between
us.

After dinner, we headed out to go catch a movie.  Even with the long lines
outside we were still in the movie pretty quickly. We had chosen a movie,
which apparently wasn't as popular as some of the others, and we had
managed to get seats somewhat out of the way with no one else near us.

As soon as the lights dimmed Eric surprised me by reaching over and
grabbing hold of my hand.  We sat like that through the whole movie.  It
was fantastic, just being close to him holding his hand - a gentle
intimate contact.

I wish we could have stayed like that forever, but of course the movie
ended so we left and headed out to catch the T again.  This time the T was
much emptier than earlier and we even got a bench so we could continue to
sit together.  The benches on the T aren't very large normally that makes
it seem more crowded, but I didn't mind a bit having to sit closer to
Eric.

"So what do you want to do now." I asked him, hoping that involved both of
us together.

"I don't know, what do you want to do."

"We could always go back to my place and watch some TV."

"OK."  I had cable at my apartment, which he didn't have in his dorm so I
had a lot better selection there than he had.

We arrived back at my apartment. "Something to drink?"

"OK."

I returned back to the living room with two sodas, to find Eric stretched
out on the couch.  I set his drink down and moved towards the chair when
he says: "Come lay down over here with me."

I was all for it except for one thing, I was two inches taller than him.
"That sounds good to me, except for one thing, I'm two inches taller than
you, if I sit in front you can't see the TV."

"Oh good point." So he stood up and let me stretch out on the sofa before
lying down beside me.  I slid my arm around him and heard no complaints
from him, so I hugged him to me tightly. I was after all taking it slow at
his request don't want to scare him off.

We talked for a very long time that night, nothing major just talk.
Occasionally getting quiet to listen to the TV.  It was during one of
these quiet moments that I realized Eric had fallen asleep in my arms.

I was comfortable and apparently so was he so I cut the TV off, hugged him
up against me and went to sleep. I don't think I've ever slept more
soundly than I did that night just holding him against me.  No dreams this
night though.

When I awoke, the sun was shining in through the window, I should've shut
the shades last night, but I didn't know it would be a problem until after
I'd gone to sleep with Eric - and there was no way I was getting up then.
It wasn't until a few minutes after waking up that I realized that Eric
was already awake.

"Good morning." It truly was a good morning, of course any morning waking
up with Eric would be.

"Good morning yourself, sleep well?"

"What do you think.  How long have you been awake?"

"About 25 minutes."

"Why didn't you get up?"

"It would have woken you up, and besides that I was comfortable."  Well
who could argue with logic like that.

"So what do you want to do today?"

"Well I wouldn't mind staying like this but I do have to take a piss, and
something to eat would be nice for a start."

"Scrambled eggs and toast ok?"

"Fine by me."  Just hold him all night while he sleeps and he's easy to
please... not that that's a complaint.

He got up and went to the bathroom, I went to the kitchen.  I got out
everything and set the toast in the toaster and started a pot of coffee.
When he came out of the bathroom I went in and emptied my aching bladder.
Just for good measure I brushed my teeth.

When I came back into the kitchen he gave me a kiss.

"No fair, you got to brush your teeth, I don't even have a toothbrush
here."

"Well if you want you're welcome to use mine, but I also keep a spare up
in the medicine chest which you can help yourself too."

"Thanks."

He left the room and I got started cooking the eggs.  In a few minutes he
was back with me and breakfast was done.  Shortly after that breakfast was
done.

"So you never answered me, what do you want to do today?"

The food and caffeine had gotten to his head now because he returned: "Yes
I did, I've already done what I wanted to do."

Yes, he was wide-awake now. "OK so now that you've done that what do you
wanna do now."

"Well I'd love to take a shower. After that I don't know."

"Well you're welcome to take a shower here if you want, but you'll have to
go back to your dorm if you want to change clothes, don't know how well my
stuff would fit you, but you might be able to find something."

"Well why don't we go take a look and see if there's anything there."

We finally managed to find something that didn't look too bad, the height
difference really made the proportions all wrong.

"You can go ahead and shower first, since you are after all the guest."

"Why don't you take a shower with me."

"I'd love to, but are you sure you're ready for that?"

"Yeah I think so." Then he gave me that smile of his, how could I possibly
say no to that, of course that was what he had planned.

He was so sexy smiling at me like that I just had to do it.  I walked over
towards the bathroom, but when I got to him, I suddenly turned and kissed
him.  I guess I caught him off guard at first, but it didn't take him long
to respond to my kiss.  Sliding my tongue into his mouth and wrapping my
arms around him. Yes he was definitely ready, the way his tongue wrestled
against mine I could tell he'd been waiting for this for a long time.

Finally we broke the kiss.  I wrapped my arm around him and we headed
towards the bathroom.  I still wanted to leave him as much control of the
situation as possible - I didn't want to scare him off - so I offered:

"How do you want to do this, undress ourselves or undress each other."

He just flashed that sexy mischievous grin and walked over to me, lifting
my shirt over my head and kissing me on the nipple as he did so.  What a
way to answer a question.

After he'd lifted my shirt all the way off I leaned forward and kissed him
again.  I unbuttoned his shirt and I followed my hands with my mouth,
kissing down his neck then his chest until finally I had gotten to his
waistband.

At which point I kissed my way back up his stomach, I loved the treasure
trail that ran from his below his waist up to his chest in between his
abs.  When I got back to his head I kissed him again on the mouth.

It was his turn again and he reached down and undid my pants, loosed they
dropped to the floor and I stepped out of them. I undid the buckle on his
belt, released the button and lowered his fly, letting his jeans fall to
the ground.

His erection made a very noticeable and delicious looking bulge in his
boxer shorts.  I stepped back up to him kissing him again and pressing my
cloth-encased cock into his.

He moaned quietly, and I decided that if I died right now I'd go happy.
Fortunately though that didn't happen.  I broke the kiss and went over to
cut the shower water and on and let it warm up.  Then went back to him.

It was time now.  As I came up to him I reached down with my hands and put
them under the waistband of his boxers. Giving his cock a quick caress, I
slid them down off his hips and let them drop to his ankles.

His cock stood straight and waved proudly in the steamy air of the
bathroom. He moved up to and reached his hand down to the front of my
boxers, massaging my cock through the fabric it was straining against.

Then in one smooth motion dropped my boxers down to my feet.  We walked
over towards the shower and stepped in.  My shower really wasn't designed
for two people but we didn't mind being close to each other.

Eric picked up the washcloth and the bar of soap building up lather on
the cloth.  Setting the bar of soap off to the side he started washing my
chest, then he pulled forward and kissed me again.

Washing across my chest until he reached my right nipple, which he then
pinched through the cloth.  Then he washed down across my arm and then
came back up and I raised my arm for him to wash underneath.

It was a slow sensual caress.  I hadn't had anyone wash me since I was a
child, yet here I was like a child again - submissive.  It's an act of
trust, not just letting someone else wash you - you are surrendering to
their will - and it is much more intimate.

He washed my entire front then I washed his, with the same gentleness with
which he washed mine, then he turned around and allowed me to wash his
back for him. When I had finished his back he turned around and I faced
away from him. The sensuality of the situation kept us both aroused
throughout this whole ordeal.

We stepped out of the shower and dried each other off, then went into my
bedroom.  We kissed again.  Mouths locked in passion, tongues sliding
against each other.  Our bodies pressed so closely together that we were
almost one person.

We lay down across my bed, and kissed some more.  Neither of us could get
enough of the other.  I reached down to stroke his cock.

I ran my finger along the ridge on the underside of his cut hardon.  I
could feel his body tense as sensations of pleasure ran through his body.
While continuing the stimulation on his cock, I licked and nibbled at
first his right nipple and then his left.

It was now time to move onto the next phase.  I stopped stroking him and
licked and kissed my way down between his pecs, down to his abs, licking
in between them and around them.  Next to his naval teasing him with my
tongue for just a minute before continuing lower.

I licked up his steel-hard shaft.  And wrapped my lips around the head of
his cock, flicking my tongue against the slit driving him crazy.  I slid
my head down the shaft and then sliding it back up.

Pushed beyond endurance it took only a few seconds for Eric to come.  His
body writhing in ecstasy he fired shot after shot of his salty sweet cum.

When he finally calmed I climbed back up to his head, kissing him firmly
on the mouth.  "So how was that for your first time?"

"Excellent but now it's my turn," and he slid down the bed and my body.
Instead of going directly in like I did for him he decides to tease me
further.

He ran his hand around my cock, then slid his finger lightly over my nuts
sending shivers through my body.  Then back up to my cock.  He let his
finger trail up to the head and run across it, and then back down to the
base and across my nuts, down the underside of my nuts to stroke that
sensitive spot right between my legs.  For his first time with another guy
he certainly knew how to make me go crazy.

When he'd finally had enough teasing me with his hand he lowered his mouth
to my nuts and licked them all over.  Then he sucked them into his mouth
one at a time.  Licking and sucking at them rolling them around in his
mouth.

I moaned softly - I'm not one to make much noise during sex - finally he
decided to make his move.  He lifted his head up to my cock and licked
around the head eliciting another soft moan from me.

Then he went on to attempt to swallow my cock, sucking on it and licking
at it.  A little too much teeth but then he was still a novice at it, so I
can't really complain.

Within minutes his technique had improved rapidly and had me moaning with
pleasure frequently.  Finally he brought me to a tremendous orgasm.

After I had finished with my climax, he came up to me and kissed me on the
lips.  "Thank you for being my first man."

"Oh you're very welcome, but how did you learn how to tease someone like
that?"

"Stories on the net mostly," at that he smiled.

"Figures," and I found myself smiling just because he was.  "So what do
you want to do now?"

"Well why don't we get dressed go out for a while."

"OK sounds good to me."

So we got dressed and headed out for a while.  Visited a couple of shops
and picked up some supplies from the grocery store for me to use to cook
dinner with.

When at last we headed back to my apartment it was about 7:30.  We had
dinner together, and then it was time for him to return to his dorm room,
didn't want his roommate asking to many questions yet.

"I wish I could stay here tonight."

"So do I, but..."

"Yeah, well at least we had this weekend, which was fun."

He smiled at that, "Although that's a big understatement."

I kissed him, "So was that good enough for your first time? Was it
everything you hoped for?"

"Everything and more."  He kissed me again.

We sat there for a long time just enjoying being with each other, but he
had to return to his dorm.  When he left I thought back over the weekend
and how we had suddenly gotten together, and how it seemed like we'd
always been together.  I was happy, and I spent that night dreaming of
just being with him.


Dreaming Part IV

The screaming sound of my alarm clock - whose brilliant idea were these
stupid things anyway, this obnoxious buzzer blasting into your ear to get
you up before you should be - reminded me that it was time to get up and
go to class.  This morning's wake-up call was a far cry from waking up
with Eric yesterday, but I can't expect that everyday - I can still hope
for it though.

At least there was a bright side to today's classes, Eric.  When I arrived
at class he was already there before me.  I took the seat next to him and
he turned, smiled, winked at me.

"So you have a good weekend?"  He was being clever this morning.

"Oh it was ok."  I winked at him while saying this, I could be clever too.

He just had time to grin at this before the professor came in, after that
point nothing more was said until class ended.  When the professor had
finally stopped talking Eric and I packed up and went outside.

We headed over to the Student Union to pick up some coffee then took a
seat inside. We chatted back and forth for a while just enjoying each
other's company.  Eric had to go to the bathroom and this gave me an idea.

"Why don't we head to the basement of STH?"

Naturally somewhat puzzled he replied "Why go there?  There's bathrooms
here and that's kinda out of the way."

"Exactly."  Suddenly it dawned on him what I was suggesting.

So we headed around to the back door which led directly into the basement.
The bathrooms down there are fairly small, but they have other features
that make them more useful for certain types of meetings.  Being somewhat
out of the way not many people use them, and because of the position of
the stalls it's hard to tell if they are occupied much less tell if two
people were in one.

I dropped my books in one stall and closed the door, then pulled Eric with
me into the other.

"Why'd you leave your stuff over there?"

"So it looks like both stalls are occupied so it's not likely that anyone
will stay in here for very long."

To keep him from asking anymore questions I pulled him to me and kissed
him.  I love a long passionate kiss - the feeling of flames running
through your body, you heart pounding, and the taste of another's mouth
locked against yours.  With Eric it seemed like every kiss was like that.

But we didn't have much time to waste, we both had a discussion section to
go to in a little while.  I reached down between us, my hand squeezing his
cock till it was straining against his pants.

I sat down on the edge of the toilet, and undid his zipper.  The
boxer-briefs he was wearing were taut against his rigid shaft.  I could
clearly see the head of his cock through the material, which had become
wet with pre-cum around the tip.

I licked the head of his cock through the cloth making it even more wet,
and causing Eric to moan from the sensation.  Finally I released his cock
from its prison to let it stand out proud.

Flicking my tongue against the slit, tasting the pre-cum that dripped out.
I sucked the head into my mouth.  Eric reached down to grab the back of my
head and stabilize himself as I began to slide his cock in and out of my
mouth.

Sucking him deep into my throat, while my tongue slithered along his
shaft.  Then sliding him back out until his velvety head was in my mouth
and tracing the ridge of his cut cock and licking all over the head before
plunging back down to his pubes.

In just a few minutes he was panting hard, and his cock was twitching in
my mouth ready to erupt.  Suddenly his body tensed up and his come spewed
forth into my waiting mouth. After he had finished shooting I cleaned the
cum off his glans and stood up kissing him again letting him taste his own
semen.

During this time I held his softening cock in my hand until I could fit it
back in his briefs then zipped him up.  We finally broke the kiss after a
very long time.

It was time for our discussion sections.  Unfortunately we each had
different discussion sections to attend and wouldn't be together for
another class again today.

"Why don't you come by my apartment tonight?  We can order a pizza or
something and work on that assignment for a while."

"Ok, mind if I bring some stuff along to stay over."

"Sure go ahead, I'd love to wake up next to you again."

"Same here."  He flashed that seductive smile of his as he said this.
"What time should I come by, is seven Ok?"

"Sure sounds good."  At which point we split up and went our separate ways
to our discussion sections.

The day went by relatively quickly and it seemed like it had been no time
before I was taking the T back home.  About 6:45 I called and placed an
order for the pizza so it would be here before too late.

At about 7:05 there was a knock on my door, it was Eric.  I pulled him
inside shut the door and kissed him.  We used the kitchen table so to
spread out our books and notebooks for the assignment - yes we were
actually going to do some work tonight, it was not just about sex.

We worked on the assignment until the pizza came, then moved into the
living room to watch TV while we ate.  After finishing dinner we returned
to work for a while longer.  About 9:00 we quit working and returned to
the couch.

I lay down first just like before and he snuggled up against me. What a
comfortable way to spend a night.  I'd been with other guys before, but
mostly it was get right to the sex.  The time I spent with Eric was
different it was more than just sex.  We were closer, a friendship, a
kinship - almost like twins.

"You know we never did talk about what happened in our dreams."  His
comment jolted me out of my pleasant reverie.

"No we never did.  Do you want to talk about them now?"

"Yes."  He grabbed the remote and flicked off the TV then turned over so
he was facing me.  "I guess I'll start off with my dream, although I'm not
sure about everything and don't know exactly what was going on."

"Ok go ahead, just explain the best you can."

"Well we were in class and you had sat next to me, the professor came in
with an armful of notebooks...

Eric went on to describe my dream, from his perspective of course. I
listened carefully for a minute before I continued the story of the dream.
He was even more shocked than I was to find out we'd had the same dream.

I had somewhat suspected it at first but was unsure.  This had happened to
me before now though.  In my freshman year there was a biology student who
lived two rooms down in the dorm.  Somehow my dream and his ended up
together.

I had somehow jumped from my dream into his.  I had been near a river and
suddenly found myself with him. We had been in the biology lab (which I'd
never been in). The room had been filled with snakes - which I really hate
and have a tremendous fear of - when I jumped in.  Later on I heard that
the snakes showed up when I did, I suspect it was because by the river
there had been snakes.

When I saw the biology lab filled with snakes I knew that it was a dream,
and knowing that I could make changes.  With a thought the snakes were on
fire.  Then I returned to the river where two of my younger cousins had
been at surrounded by snakes, somehow Will, the guy from my dorm had ended
up there with me.  I set the snakes by the river on fire sent my cousins
home then woke up.  Don't ask me why, but I always have to correct the
problems in my dream when I realize it's a dream.

To me what happened made some sense because something like this had
happened to me before.  Eric was completely lost in dealing with this.
That was no problem, I could help him with that.  Explaining why this
occurred was something I couldn't easily do.

We talked about it for a while but the only thing we could come up with is
the fact that us coming together must have been meant to be.  I found out
that he had wanted me as much I had wanted him - if only I had known that
last year.

The emotional trial of the night had made both of us tired so we went to
bed.  There was no sex that night just the two of us sleeping together
close to one another.

Once again Eric had woken up before I had, that morning though this
morning he decided to wake me up - but what a way to wake up.  The
stiffening of my cock awakened me as he first licked my nuts, then took
the head of my shaft into his mouth.

When he looked up and saw that I was awake he let my cock slide out of his
mouth and said, "Now it's my turn, you got yours yesterday then took off
before I got a chance." He grinned at me again and then went back to
sucking on my cock.

"Well good morning to you too," was all that I got out before giving
myself over to the pleasure radiating from my groin.  Considering this was
only his second time sucking he was doing incredibly well.  I loved the
feel of his rough tongue as it slid along my cock and the suction would
have made a Hoover jealous.

Suddenly he decided to tease me some more.  Of course that's not a problem
for me.  He started licking at my nuts again, sucking them into his mouth
and rolling them around on his tongue.  After a short time of this he
decided to switch again and moved his attentions up to my stomach.

He ran his tongue around my abs, sensuously tickling me with the motion.
Continuously he slid his tongue around sending me into a paroxysm of lust.
I couldn't stand it much longer, the sensations running through my body
were pushing me over the edge.

Right before I was ready to cum Eric stopped and moved up to kiss me.
Before I could protest he broke the kiss and licked the tip of his finger
and reached down to rub his finger around the head of my cock, kissing me
again as he did so.  The sudden sensation on my cock sent a rush of
adrenaline through me as I hit climax and exploded between us.

I moaned into his mouth during the explosion of orgasm.  Finally I relaxed
into his embrace and his kisses.  We lay like that for a while longer
before either of us spoke.

"Good morning."  Eric was the first to break the kiss and speak.

"Good morning to you too.  You're getting better you know."

He smiled and kissed me again.  After that we got out of bed and climbed
into the shower together.  We took turns washing each other - he washed me
first then I returned the favor.

I took long sensuous strokes along his body getting him excited with the
gentle caressing.  Slowly lathering his body then allowing the spraying
water to wash the soap off.  Finally I reached his engorged member, and
wrapped my hand around it.

He pressed his back up against me as I jerked him off.  I gently kissed
and nibbled on his neck and ears and shoulders as I stroked him.  He
started moaning and I moved my hand along his shaft faster, then slowing
down to prolong the pleasure.

As he approached orgasm his body began to writhe and he pressed his groin
tight against mine.  I picked up the pace and his undulations increased.
With my other hand I reached around and began to pinch and tease his
nipples while I continued the stimulation of his cock.

He ground his hips against me as he reached climax, "Ugh, ahhh, oooh...
panting for breath as he relaxed against me in post-orgasmic bliss.

We finished the shower drying each other quickly, and dressing.  Then went
to have a quick breakfast of Pop-tarts and coffee before rushing out the
door so we wouldn't be late for class.

The rest of the week progressed as usual: classes, study, sleep, and
occasionally sex.  Eric only stayed over one other night that week.
Friday night we had made plans to have dinner together and we hoped to
spend the weekend together.


I apologise that it has taken so long to get Part 5
out, however, here is part 5 in it's entirety and the website for my works
is now up and can be found at the bottom of the page.  Now on with the
story...


			      Dreaming Part V
			 By BostonBiGuy (Mark A.)
			   some1yuno@hotmail.com

Eric and I had planned to meet at my apartment then head out for dinner
and a night on the town tonight.  We had made no other plans than that, so
where we went from the time we left my apartment until the time we
returned was open.

Eric showed up at my apartment around 7:30 we talked for a while  then we
headed out to go get something to eat.  We decided to go for Italian.

We had a great time hanging out together, just talking over dinner.
Although it was still autumn, the air was had cooled since dark and the
humidity was unusually low.  Since the weather was so nice we decided to
go for a walk along the Charles River on the Cambridge side.

It was a very nice night.  The breeze blowing off the water and the
reflection of the lights set the mood.  We walked for a long time just
talking, sharing thoughts, ideas and experiences.

The fact that we could be completely comfortable talking with each other
was wonderful.  It showed us just how much our friendship meant and that
it would be a lasting friendship.  I was glad that Eric and I could
develop our almost casual friendship that we had formerly had into
something much more meaningful.

True there was sex, but that was only a portion of it.  Our friendship was
much more than that - almost like we were brothers, but there was
something in our relationship even more intimate.  Even after both of us
move on and find that special someone we'd still be friends and still have
a closeness that can only be rivaled by true love.

Finally after walking for a long time we crossed back over to the Boston
side of the river and walked the rest of the way to my place.  It had been
a very good evening, and would continue.

When we returned to my place we settled into our normal weekend position
snuggled next to each other on the sofa.  We watched TV for a while, not
talking just laying next to each other silently enjoying the
companionship.

We had been watching TV for an hour or so when Eric rolled over and turned
to face me, kissing me deeply.  He looked me directly in the eyes, with
that look of his that I could never refuse -that glance that stares
straight into your soul.  Finally he spoke.

"You know there is one thing we haven't done yet."

"What might that be?" I asked, although I already had some idea what he
wanted to do.

He smiled and leaning towards my ear began to lick around the edge, then
blowing on it sending shivers down my spine, and lightning straight to my
cock.  He got in close and whispered to me, "We haven't fucked yet."

The lust-filled tone of his voice told me he was more than ready to move
further on than we'd been before.  He stood up off the couch and pulled me
up with him and we went into the bedroom together.

He lay down on the bed and pulled me towards him by the waist of my jeans.
"I want to feel you inside me," his voice so low it was almost a growl.

"Patience, I replied, you don't want your first time to be over too
quickly, and I'm sure you'd like to be able to enjoy this instead of
experiencing a lot of pain."

I had him stand up and began nibbling at his neck while I unbuttoned and
then removed his shirt.  Pinching each of his nipples briefly before
lightly tracing my hand down his stomach and running my fingers around his
navel causing him to shiver with pleasure.

I reached down groping his straining cock through the taut fabric of his
khaki pants then undoing the buckle of his belt.  Undoing the button on
his pants then reaching down inside quickly to trace the head of his
hardon through his boxers and slowly slide his zipper down.

Lowering his pants to the floor I push him over backwards onto the bed.  I
slip my shirt off over my head and quickly undo my pants, letting them
drop around my ankles.  Leaning over onto him, I lick along his neck and
jaw-line to his mouth kissing him deeply and sliding my tongue into his
mouth.

Standing back up, I tug on the waistband of his boxers while he lifts his
hips and slide his boxers off.  I grab his cock and stroke gently while I
lean over and take his nuts into my mouth, rolling them in turn across my
tongue.

Then I reach my other hand under and tracing along the sensitive skin till
my fingers are running across and around his hole.  The gentle pressure
soon has him writhing with pleasure.  Once I'd gotten him worked up I go
to pick up some lube from the nightstand.

Eric rolls over onto his back, while I slide my now lubed fingers around
his tight hole.  Gradually inserting my middle finger into him, and
stroking his prostate in the process.  When I hit his prostate Eric
immediately sucked inwards quickly, as this totally new sensation passed
through him.

Sticking a second finger into him I began the process of stretching him
out.  Working my fingers in and out of him and hitting his prostate in a
regular rhythm had him moaning more than I'd ever heard him before.

After I'd gotten a third finger in and worked it for a while Eric moaned
out, "Now! I'm ready let's do it."

Who am I to argue with an incredibly aroused stud that wants me to fuck
him?  I told him to roll over onto his back and pulled off my boxers then
slipping on the condom I had grabbed earlier.
Settling myself between his legs as he wrapped them around me.

I rubbed some lube onto my latex-clad dick, and began to push into him.
At first there was some resistance, but as he began to push outward the
head popped in.  That first intrusion brought a look of pain to his face
as he grunted.

I held off to let him adjust, and when he signaled that he was ready I
began to push into him again slowly.  Taking occasional breaks to allow
him to get used to the invasion.

Finally my pubes were resting against him and I was in to the hilt.
Looking at his face to make sure he was ready; I began to pump in and out
of him with a steady rhythm.

As I began to build up speed Eric grunted and moaned in pleasure.  His
cock was stiffer than I'd ever seen it before, and drenched in his precum.
He was moaning more loudly now as I slammed into him again and again.

By his facial expressions I knew we were both close.  Suddenly I watched
as his cock began to jump and his body began to twitch with orgasm.  His
sphincter clamped tight around my cock throwing me over the edge.

I collapsed on top of him and we lay there together in heap of sweaty
flesh catching our breath and savoring the post-orgasmic feelings.
Finally we stood up and went into the shower, to wash off all the sweat
and the stench of sex.

After showering we climbed back into bed holding each other tightly and
drifted off to sleep.

**************************************************************

End Part 5

I would like to highlight the story site:

http://members.theglobe.com/BBGStories/index.htm

Also I'd like to point out that a friend of mine has recently lost his
twin brother and his boyfriend (who was also a close friend for many
years) in a motorcycle accident, those who knew AustinTX (Cody) should
visit the memorial site set up for Chase his brother
http://lonestar.texas.net/~mike52/chase/chase.html

as for when I'll get around to writing Part 6 I have no idea, 1999 has
been a rough year, if it keeps up I'm going to hibernate till 2000 gets
here.

As always I welcome comments and suggestions which should be sent to
some1yuno@hotmail.com

BostonBiGuy