Date: Fri, 22 Jan 2016 11:50:06 +0200 From: Arthur <Arthur290@hotmail.com> Subject: Dreaming Chapter 1 Hello, my name's Arthur and I hope you enjoy the story. If you have any comments, suggestions etc., please send them to e-mail: Arthur290@hotmail.com. This story is pure fiction and if anything like this has happened to anyone in real life, it is pure coincidence. That said – enjoy! --- Chapter 1 - "Son, I need you..." his step-father groaned in his ear, as he rubbed his long, 9 inch black dick against his step-son's butt cheeks. Ryan moaned and suddenly felt something hard push against his butt hole, trying to invade his insides... Somewhere, a loud banging came and Ryan rolled over, moaning. The banging stopped for a second but then picked up again. - "Ryan, if you are going to sleep any longer, you are going to miss school!" Ryan's step-father, Lionel thundered in his deep voice. Ryan sat upright in his bed, and looked at his digital alarm clock. It was blank – the batteries had died. - "SHIT!" He bellowed and reached for his mobile. Of course, there were at least dozen missed calls from his best friend Kevin and he had the sound switched off. Half-asleep he rolled out of bed, falling with a thud on floor. Ryan groaned. - "Ryan, are you okay?!" Lionel asked from other side of doors. - "I am okay, dad!" Ryan got up, wincing slightly as the carpet only minimized the impact with the floor ever so slightly. He stretched and proceeded to get clothes from his closet. He had no time. To start things properly, Ryan was 15-years-old and attending public school. His real mother and his step-father Lionel were divorced and the custody of Ryan was given to Lionel, thanks to her severe drinking problem. Lionel was successful enough in his law office in city, as he knew every nooks and cuts of the law, so Anne Mitchel had no chance to get a hold of her son. Ryan didn't talk about it much. However.. Ryan knew, what is the meaning of word `gay' and defined himself with it as he liked guys. Yet, he was still virgin and never had the guts to come out as one. But he knew it would be easier to score a boyfriend if he was out. And yet.. As of late, Ryan had recurring dreams of having sex with his own father. He was hot, being 37 years old, Ryan admitted. He liked his step-father's fuzzy dark chest as he loved to work out, the pecks being very well chiseled. His step-father was well endowed 9 long thick inches below the waist when hard. How Ryan knew this? Lionel had the policy of walking naked around home as he stated: `it was just us guys.' Lionel was black and Ryan was white. It didn't help in terms of `trying get over the crush.' Surely, when Ryan rushed down the stairs, his step-father was butt-naked in kitchen, making breakfast. - "Getting breakfast, son?" Lionel asked, as he turned, revealing the endowment mentioned earlier. Still embarrassed about his recurring dream, Ryan avoided Lionel's gaze as he grabbed his shoes and put them on. - "Sorry, dad. I am late as it is. Can you get me new batteries for my digital alarm?" Ryan said, as he tied his shoes. - "Ryan, you should start using your mobile for alarm." Lionel said. He was totally excited with the new technologies advancements, despite his age. Most people reluctantly even try to accept such advances and try to hold on something they understand. Ryan sighed. - "Sometimes, you just scare me." Ryan muttered under his breath, making sure his father didn't hear him. He grabbed his bag and rushed out. Upside – he and his step-father lived in apartment building few blocks away from school he attended. Downside – first class already had started. - "Nice of you to grace us with your presence, mister Stanworth." Miss Felton, their class teacher said, as Ryan rushed in class without breath. After his mother and step-dad divorced, he had to take his step-father's last name. - "I... am... very... sorry Miss Felton..." Ryan panted, as he sat down beside Kevin. Kevin lightly punched him in shoulder. Ryan gave weak smile and got his books out of bag. - "Well I hope it won't repeat mister Stanworth." She glanced at Ryan over her glasses. It freaked Ryan out as it was well-known `Felton death stare', known all over the school by everyone who ever attended her classes. - "It won't, miss Felton." He added quickly, his breath recovered. - "Now, that this is over, let's turn our attention to page 58..."Miss Felton began her lesson. - "Earth to Ryan, earth to Ryan, hello!!" Kevin was trying to get Ryan's attention as they were walking back home from school later that day. Ryan was still deep in his thoughts about his recurring dreams. - "Wha--?" Ryan getting out of his half-hazed glance, looked at Kevin. - "Jeez, you are out of it today!" Kevin rolled his eyes. Ryan smiled apologetically. - "Sorry man, stuff is on my mind." He said and cleared his throat and shook his head slightly. Ryan spent the afternoon at Kevin's place, studying with him and helping Kevin with his math as Kevin had real difficulties to grasp aspects of it. Equations weren't the easiest ones but Ryan didn't mind helping Kevin out. Afterwards they watched "Silent Hill" Kevin had rented out at dvd rental. - "Man, is the movie crap or what?" Kevin said. Ryan laughed. - "Can't disagree with you. Games have it much better. This crap is just rushed." Ryan added but despite that both watched the movie till the end. - "Well I am glad I didn't waste any money to go to cinema and watch it." - "Uh-huh, but rentout at the rental makes it better waste of money." - "Cheaper than buying movie itself." - "No idea, as I don't care." Ryan added and laughed even more. Kevin shrugged. When Ryan got home, he found a note from his step-father. "Will be home late." Ryan rolled his eyes and crumpled the note and threw it in trash bin. That reminded he had basketball practice next day, which he had almost completely forgotten. He kicked off his shoes and sat on couch, turning on tv and no more than 20 minutes later, he drifted off in a snooze. He was awoken by a slight nudge on his shoulder and first thing he saw as he opened his half-sleepy eyes was 9 inches of black dick, hard. Ryan gasped, startled and looked up seeing it was his step-father, already naked. - "Did I startle you?" Lionel asked. Ryan asked and yawned widely. Lionel's gaze never left his step-son's mouth as he yawned. - "Y-Yeah. What time is it?" Ryan tried to get up, but Lionel's firm grip held him in place. Something was off. - "Son, is there anything you want to tell me?" Lionel looked in Ryan's eyes. All of this was catching Ryan so off guard, he flushed in deep shade of red. - "I am not sure what you are talking about." Ryan tried to clear his fast-drying throat. What was this all about? - "Are you sure? Because not more than 5 minutes ago I heard you moaning `dad' in your sleep." Lionel pressed on. Ryan went from deep red to mighty pale in just matter of seconds. Was he dreaming something? He tried to rake his memory but all he remembered was just the recent dream from this morning. - "I don't know, I-I am sure it was just a dream or whatever!" He quickly used Lionel's lowered guard to dodge out if his step-father's grasp and quickly got up. He wanted to get up to his room as fast as he could but he hadn't taken in account the small lump on carpet which had showed up recently. In his desperate attempt to run, he tripped and began to fall, face-first on floor. His step-father caught him in mid-fall by his hand and pulled him in his naked chest. Then, he turned Ryan's head and kissed him deeply, making Ryan's eyes go wide... To be continued.