Date: Thu, 13 Aug 2009 19:40:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: mitchell faust <twowaykid2525@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tangible Dream: Chapter 2

This work is completely fictional and if there are any drastic similarities
to real people or places, now or in the past, it is strictly coincidental.
The following story takes place at a fictional college. There are strong
acts of male-on-male sexual situations, and if you are easily offended by
such actions, under age where your state prohibits minors from reading such
work or looking for a story that is strictly platonic, then I would suggest
that you not read this story.

I hope you all enjoy. Reading is fun! So I hope you have it.


Chapter II.

Tori stood over me while I sat halfway on my chair, looking up as his
flawless face, utterly dumbfounded. Where had he come from? How did he know
I was here? Why the hell did this man look exactly like the one in my
dreams?

"Zerick. Are you okay?" Tori's voice was filled with a soft genuine
compassion that stirred my insides and for a brief moment made me forget
all my questions. I was just happy he was there. The moment lasted for just
that long.

"How did you know I was in here? What are you doing in here? I was
thrashing?" I felt my head start to swim with a thousand questions all at
once.

"I told you Zerick. I came here looking for you."

"But how did you know I was here?

Tori laughed softly then answered, "I saw you walk in. I was sitting on the
bench across from the building. After I talked to coach, he dismissed me
early so I could talk to my counselor and make sure all my transfer affairs
were in order. On my way, I stopped to take a call and I saw you
enter. Forgive me, but I thought it a little strange that you were in here
with twenty minutes left in practice. I've heard the coach is a stickler
for having practice from start to finish. I followed you inside. Besides,
I've been meaning to look inside this place. I've heard it's quite
beautiful and what I heard stands true. A remarkable building. Oh, and to
your other question, yes, you were thrashing. Quite violently I might add,"
he said as he gave me a warm smile and tilted his head to look at me. I was
still giving him a puzzled look.

"So you thought it best to follow me and see what I was doing? Well, aren't
you big on respecting some ones privacy?" I tried to say it with a tone of
irritation, but it came out sweet and flirty. Damn.

"I didn't mean to invade your privacy. If I did, I'm truly sorry. To tell
the complete truth, I followed you in here because I never received an
answer to my question earlier today. I was hoping I could get it. Even
after coach released me I came back into the field looking for you, hoping
to get it, but you were gone."

"You came looking for me to get an answer? To your question?"

"Yes Zerick."

"What was the question?" The look of confusion on my face was in overdrive.

"If you were going to the party tonight. I never received a definitive yes
or no." He placed a hand on my shoulder that sent a wave of electricity
through my complete upper body. I mouthed the words Oh my God.

"Ummm. I think so. Umm. Yhea, I'll...I'll be there."

"Are you sure you're okay," Zerrick asked rubbing my shoulder. I felt my
dick twitch and my breathing start to become faster. The look of confusion
on my face began to slowly be replaced with a look of delight and pleasure
as I slowly closed my eyes.

"Mmmm."

Damn! Did I just moan aloud? My eyes flashed open and I looked up at
Tori. His hand was still gripping my shoulder and he was still smiling at
me. He never did tilt his head back to the upright position.

"Yhea man, I'm cool. Just a little bit of a shock with the new guy finding
me having a nightmare in my area of seclusion, that's all," I stated and
sat up right on the chair. As I did, Tori removed his hand from my
shoulder. God, how I wanted him to put it back. "Thanks for asking. Umm,
why do you want to know if I'm going to the party so badly?"

At that moment, his cell phone rang. He continued to smile at me as he
picked it up. "Yes? Okay...I'm on my way," he said in a calm, collected
voice and hung up the phone. "I have to go. I hope to see you tonight." He
winked at me and in one fluid movement, he turned around and walked out of
the room.

I stood up and looked at the door he had just walked out of, dazed and
confused.

What the hell?

After standing transfixed in the same spot for what seemed for like hours,
I finally broke out of it, grabbed my bag and walked out of the room and
building. The sun, for the second time today, stung my eyes and I squinted
looking around the campus to see if I could spot Tori. Even as my eyes were
adjusting to the light, he was nowhere to be found.

I started to walk back to my dorm, sulking all the way.

I couldn't believe what had just happened. One minute I'm sleeping, finally
seeing the face, full on, of the guy in my repetitive dreams and then the
next minute, I'm facing him in my reality and their both Tori.

I tried my best to not think of it as I walked, but I couldn't help
myself. It was all too weird and far too unexplainable.

The next thing I knew, I was walking into my dorm room without realizing I
was actually there.

"Hey Z. You're back early. How was practice," Kells said to me as I dragged
myself through the door. He was sitting at his desk on the left side of the
room and working on his computer. I checked the clock on the wall and it
read eleven thirty-two. He was about to head to class any minute now.

"It was okay man."

"You're lying," Kells chuckled with his back towards me.

"What do you mean, I'm lying? Practice was cool," I stated as I threw my
bag on my unmade bed. Even when I wasn't rushing out the door, I never made
it up. "Aren't you supposed to be in class already?"

"I'm leaving right now actually. Just finishing one last paragraph on this
anthropology paper. Did you know that a witch riding a broom with the
bristles facing behind her is actually the incorrect way to ride a flying
broom? Oh, and I know your lying because I know you. Practice may have went
cool, but something definitely happened today that's got you all rattled
up. So spill it. But make it quick, I do have class to attend. The world
calls for my genius you know," Kells laughed at his own quip of vanity, his
eyes still locked on the computer screen. The boy had an uncanny way of
being very sagacious. He read people and there words so easy.

"Ha. I guess I can't pull anything over your eyes, huh?

"Nope," Kells said, matter of factually.

"Ummm. There's a new guy on the team," I said, taking my seat in the middle
of Kells bed so I was facing the side of his face. I smiled thinking about
Tori. The kind of smile you make when you're thinking about a new crush.

He quickly snapped his head, looking me dead in the eyes. His own were
bugged out, as if horror-stricken. I panicked for a split seconded.

"Is he cute? Is he better looking than I am? Have you kissed him? Does he
cook for you like I do. Does he even know your spot behind your elbow like
I do? Oh my god. You love him, don't you? Why, Zerick? Why oh why must you
treat me this way. After all the years I've given you? Did you even think
about the kids? No! Of course you didn't. Just like a man." Kells threw his
hands in the air and then over his face, dramatically fake sobbing and
pounding the desk.

I quickly threw a pillow at him and began to laugh. He ducked in time
--which shocked me since I was so close to him--good reflexes. He started
to laugh with me as well.

"Nah, I'm sorry Z. Keep going. So what about this new guy has you walking
through the door like you just failed all your finals?

 I paused for a brief moment, trying to gather my thoughts and find a way
to say it. Best just say it bluntly, I suppose. "Well. The guy is a long
jumper, like me; he's seemingly really cool and I think he's also the guy
in my dreams."

Kells had resumed his typing as I spoke, only to stop again as I finished
my sentence. He slowly turned his head to face me again and gave me an
incredulous look. "What," he said simply. "What do you mean by...he's the
guy in your dreams? Like your dream guy or...well the guy you've been
having all these dreams about?

"The latter."

"But Z, you've never even seen his face from what you've told me." Kells
continued to look at me with a mixture of confusion and intrigue.

"I know man. I hadn't-- at least not until today. I saw his face in my
dreams a little while ago while I was asleep in the astronomy building. I
was in some weird old theater and there he was. He actually walked away
from me and I went running after him. I got him to face me and look at me
and then the dream just ended. The crazy thing was I actually knew it was
him even before I had the dream. The new guy, his name is Tori by the way,
talked to me while I was warming up and when I looked at him, he had the
exact same body, complexion, stance, voice and most scary of all, he had
the same grey eyes as the guy in my dream. Okay, actually, what was the
scariest thing was he even had the same tattoo; they had the same cross and
number. Well actually, it was on the opposite arm as the guy in my dream,
but it was still the same tat. Like, I've been trying to make sense of it
all day! I think I'm just over thinking it. I mean it's all just a

 coincidence I'm sure. However, it doesn't feel like one. Tori even found
me asleep in the astronomy building while I was having the dream about
him...I mean the dream about the guy in my dreams who just so happens to
look like Tori. Just when I saw the man of my dreams face in my dream,
Tori's real face was right there when I woke up and they were one in the
same. I mean am I going crazy or is this all just some weird--"

"Whoa cowboy! Slow down." Kells interrupted me, placed a hand on my leg and
shook it a little. He was smirking.

I hadn't realized that I was speaking a million miles a second. Everything
I said came out like word vomit. "I'm sorry. Its just been circling in my
head since it happened, man. The whole thing sort of rocked me," I said as
I feel back on the bed and placed a hand over my eyes.

"Wow. I see. That's crazy Z. Maybe your dream guy just assumed Tori's face
once you saw him. You know, he had the same build, eyes and tat as your
dream guy when you saw him in person, so you just attached his face to
him. I mean don't you think it's a little strange that dream dude has been
faceless for months now and the very day you see Tori's face is the exact
same day that you finally see the face of your dream man?" Kells raised an
eyebrow at me as if to dare me to challenge his logic.

I laughed aloud. Damn, what he did say made a lot of sense and certainly
did explain why both men had the same face. However, I couldn't help but
feel that deep down in my stomach, it wasn't that cut and dry.

"Alright sweetie, daddies gotta go to work. You stay out of trouble now,
okay. We'll talk more tonight at Starbucks," Kells said as he picked up his
laptop and backpack, kissed me on the forehead and dashed out of the house
heading to his noon class.

Kellen was an awesome guy and one hell of a roommate. We've shared the same
dorm room since freshman year. When I first met him, he was already
unpacked on the left side of the room (the left was his favorite side
because he said that's the side of his brain that he thinks primarily with)
and his side was completely organized and neat. I walked in lugging a crap
load of stuff in both arms and threw it down on the right side of the
room. The moment I did, he gave me a look as if I had just committed a
cardinal sin. He immediately went to work, picking up my things and putting
them in place. It was if it was an automatic reaction, he couldn't
control. I watched him work in a flash, folding my clothes and placing my
books on my desk in sizable order. The guy didn't even know my name or
shake my hand but was here he was folding my boxers!

I started laughing aloud at the site and he stopped his rampant
cleaning. We both stared at each other and after a second, we both started
laughing. From that moment, we were super close. He was Iranian and black,
handsome, twenty years old, rather lanky, 5'9, brown skinned and thick dark
black hair, which he's kept in a mini `fro since the day I've known him.
He's an anthropology major, rather cynical and dramatic, but very down to
earth. He didn't even trip when I told him about my sexuality. In fact, he
found the fact that I was bisexual incredibly interesting. He was straight
as an arrow but completely comfortable in his sexuality; he often joked
that he could still my boyfriends if he really wanted to. No matter what I
told him about my encounters with females or males, he took it all in
stride; I found it to amazing, especially considering the fact that I could
be pretty graphic and detailed in my descriptions. Like the little

 soon-to-be anthropologist he was, he always just asked questions and never
judged me.

I walked to my side of the room and sat down at my desk. Pictures of
family, friends and track members were all over it along with textbooks,
papers and candy wrappers. I have a serious sweet tooth. Kells hated how my
desk looked. He actually hated how my side of the room looked a majority of
the time. He was such a clean freak. He gave up trying to keep my side of
the room clean himself the second semester of sophomore year. He just yells
at me now to do it myself. Funny thing is I do it. He just has this
authority like tone to his voice. He's going to make a great dad one day.

I opened my laptop and singed on to my instant messenger. I was quickly
messaged by screen name, LILMAMA55: it was Lea.

> Hey boo. How you doing?

> I'm good ma. How bout yourself?

> I'm good 2. Oooooh, did u talk 2 my new boo thang?

> You must be referring to Tori. Lol. Yhea I talked to him. He's koo.

> U know it!! Damn he is phyne! I spoke to him while I was @ the track and
told him about the Kappa party. He said he would be saving me a dance. He
don't know what he gettin himself n2!

> hahahaha. Im sure you gonna do something vicious to him.

> *smh* u have no idea...

> HA! I've danced with you before. I def have an idea.

> Lol. Jwhatever Z. Anyways, what's goin on with Jason?

I held my breath when I saw Jason's name on the screen.

> Ummm. I don't know. What do you mean whats going on with him?

> You haven't heard?

> Ummm...No. Whats going on?

> Really? I'm surprised he didn't tell u anything. I meant to ask you about
it at the field but forgot once I saw that big tall fine drink of water
Tori. Anyways, I know ya'll so damn close. But yhea, last night him and his
dad were over here in the co-ops going at it. Just shouting and
yellin. They were waking everyone up. His dad was going on about something
like "You're a liar" and "I'm not paying another dime to this place so you
can have your sinner heathen ways indulged". Jason was yelling back that it
all of it was a misunderstanding and how he cant leave the school. It was
crazy.

My breathing quickened as I read this.

Fuck!

> Do know what happened?

> I just stood in my doorway, along with half the hall, & watched em keep
shouting at each other. Jason's dad was red! After a couple minutes, the
dad jus stormed off. Jason was looking upset and looking as if he was about
to cry.

> Wow. That's crazy Lea. Hey. I gotta go, maybe get in contact with him and
see whats going on. I'll ttyl okay.

> It better be at the party. Don't flake. Muah!

> Ok ma.

I clicked off the I.M. screen and leaned back in my chair. My breathing
hadn't slowed down. My head was swimming wondering if I had gotten Jason
into more trouble than I thought possible? I hated to think that I was the
possible reason he would be getting snatched out of the school when he'd
worked so hard to get accepted in.

I slid from off of my chair over onto my bed and laid down with my face to
the mattress. I closed my eyes and tried to clear my head of the thought. I
slowed my breathing down as much as I could and squeezed my eyes lids hard.

I know I royally fucked up with my situation with Jason. I knew it was
going to get bad, but I really didn't think his father was going to get
involved. That was the last person I wanted involved in the situation. I
knew how he was and what he was capable of, especially when he was livid.

I ran over a million and one scenarios in my head of how I could possibly
rectify the damage. I slowly started to find myself nodding off. The sleep
was welcoming.

I decided that I really needed to take my shower and that it would probably
help to clear my head.

I raised myself off the bed and dragged myself to the bathroom. Our dorm
buildings were one of the few to have its own little mini kitchen and
bathroom. Perks for being top ranked athletes I suppose.

I walked in the bright white bathroom, stripped out of my clothes and
turned on the water. I liked it luke-warm. I stepped inside and just stood
there under the water, letting it run down over my body. Slowly my mind
went from the problem of having to deal with Jason to Tori. His face
entered my brain and I felt my body start to get hot. Slowly but surely, I
felt my dick start to twitch at the thought of Tori running around the
track in nothing but his tight track pants. I envisioned his manhood
bulging tightly against those pants showing off his visible imprint. As he
jogged around the track, I watched his body glistening with sweat that ran
over every perfectly defined muscle. The sunlight reflected brilliantly off
his beautiful slick skin. My dick started to get harder and rise to full
mast. I slowly started to tug at the full eight inches with my left hand as
I rested my right hand against the shower wall. I stroked my still swelling
cock in a slow

 methodical motion. The image of Tori rubbing his big hands over his sweaty
body--fingers rippling over each one of his abs and tracing each chiseled
line down to his belly button was sending me lust into overdrive. I
pictured his looking at me in my eyes as he bit his bottom lip slowly
seducing me into a frenzy.

       I leaned my back into the wall and placed one of left hand under my
balls, playing with and rubbing them gently and with my right, I was
continuing to grip my thick and throbbing rod, letting the water and my
pre-cum act as my lube. I started beating my dick faster and more
intensely; my breathing became heavy and erratic. In my vision, Tori began
rubbing his stiff dick through spandex. His snake steadily grew down his
leg inch by inch. He gripped and palmed it, letting his head hang back,
enjoying the sensation of his own touch.

I sped up my rhythm and pace. I was pounding at my dick with an ungodly
grip and was feeling that sensation start to churn up in my balls. I was
close to cumming and I wanted to unload so badly. I squeezed my dick and
panted and I continued to envision Tori slow winding his hips in a
seductive manner and rubbing at his thick long piece of dick through his
tight track pants. The beautiful glossy head began to poke out from the
bottom. It was definitely a sight to see. I was slamming my back into the
wall and stroking my dick for everything it was worth. I knew I was going
to come soon.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock at my door and it broke me out of my
rhythm completely, somewhat startling me.

Damn, I was so close.

I jumped out of the shower and wrapped a towel over my still dripping
body. I was highly irked at the fact whoever was at my door interrupted me
getting to but my nut. Stopping a man's orgasm right before they were about
to release was one of the most horrid actions you could possibly
do. Whoever was at the door was about to get the attitude from hell.

I walked over to the door and slowly opened it, not bothering to ask who it
was. As soon as it was wide open, there stood the magnificent creature of
beauty himself whose name was Tori. He stood there in the hallway, wearing
a tight fitting white tee that looked as if it had to have been painted
onto his toned upper frame, dark blue sweat pants that did nothing to hide
his massive and impressive bulge and a pair of fresh white kicks. My jaw
slowly dropped.

"Are you going to invite me in," he asked me in his smooth timber voice.

I couldn't say anything at that particular moment. I just stepped out of
the doorway as he gingerly walked inside looking at my room with a sly
smirk.

"Ummm," It was all my brain could think of to say as I continued to watch
Tori look around my room with a look of amusement on his face; uncertain if
it was due to my shocked, jaw open face or at my dorm room.

"Yes Zerick. I would love something to drink if it's no trouble," he said
turning around to face me. He placed his hands in his sweat pockets and I
couldn't help but notice how comfortable he seemed in his own skin. He
stood fully erect and confident. His smirk stayed on his face, giving him a
boyish charm that oddly enough, complimented his handsome features. His
high cheekbones could cut glass.

"Tori...Why are you here? How do even know what dorm is mines?" I asked as
I closed the door, not turning my back to him. I could help myself from not
wanting to break a second of my gaze off this gorgeous man standing in the
middle of my room.

He merely gave a light laughed and removed his hands from out of his sweats
as he walked towards me. My heart was starting to pound its way out of my
chest with every step he took towards me. My mouth was once again open and
my palms were starting to sweat.

Why was this happening to me?

He was no less than an inch from my body. He was staring down at me. I
inhaled and his scent attacked me like a tidal wave; a strong aroma that I
couldn't compare to anything. The scent was all his alone. There was a
glint in his strong piercing grey eyes and I felt my whole body lock under
his gaze.

In one smooth motion, Tori placed his hands on my waist and applied a
little pressure. I gasped. I can't believe how utterly small and helpless I
felt in that moment. Who was this guy to just walk into my dorm and touch
me like this? This was a gross invasion of my personal space and we so
weren't close like that for this to be okay at all. I started to feel
myself get upset.

Before I could though, he spoke to me in that same voice he had earlier in
the day. A voice that talked to me as if he known me my entire life and we
were the closest of partners. His breath was cool and mint like on my face.

"Zerick...You really don't know why I'm here?"

I shook my head from side to side, no, in a slow motion, still dazed by his
eyes, touch and scent.

He laughed his little amused laugh once again and simply said, "I'm here to
make your dreams a reality Zerick."



Well thats end of chapter two. Thank you all fo the responses thus far.
They are very much appreciated! Please feel free to continue to drop me an
email and tell me what you think, whether its good or bad at
twowaykid@hotmail.com. Sorry for all the typos and such, especially in in
part one. I Submitted the wrong draft. Hopefully the next chapter will be
out soon.

Peace and Joy!