Date: Sat, 12 Nov 2005 08:26:34 -0800 (PST) From: mister axl Subject: Billy's dreams Come True Warning: No part of this story is to be reproduced or republished without the expressed written consent of the author. All copyright laws apply. All rights reserved by the author. Copyright 2005 by AxL Disclaimer: The following contains acts of sex involving minors and/or adults, as well as strong language and/or acts of violence. If you find this material offensive it is advised that you read no further. Author accepts not responsibility for penalty resulting from state or federal restrictions. If it is unlawful for you to read and/or if you are underage. Then you're advised to read no further. The following is a work of fiction. Any similarity to people or events is completely coincidental. BILLY'S DREAMS COME TRUE 1-C The boys went back in and watched some television for a couple of hours until Billy noticed that Tommy was starting to drift off to sleep. "Hey. You wanna go to bed?" Tommy's eyes suddenly popped open again and he said "Huh? Naw I'm fine." "Dude. You are so not fine. You keep falling asleep. Come on. Let's go to bed." Billy led the way and when they got to his room, Tommy just stood there a moment before grabbing a pair of shorts and going into the bathroom to change. He had left his bag slightly open and Billy noticed what he knew to be a bag for dirty laundry. "I bet those underwear are in that bag" He made a mental note to check that out in the morning if he got the chance. Tommy walked into the room and stood there sleepily by the door. "I need some covers." He said lazily. "You can sleep in my bed is ya want. No point to dragging out a bunch of covers." "Where are you going to sleep?" Tommy said with a giggle. "Up your big fat white ass." Billy said pulling back the covers and grabbing a pair of shorts from his dresser. He figured what the hell, undid, and removed his jeans where he stood as Tommy watched him. Billy was aware that his underwear were still slightly damp and thought about taking them off but he was afraid to freak Tommy out, who was probably already uncomfortable enough having to share a bed with him. He slipped the shorts on and climbed into the king sized bed, then remembering that the light switch was by the door. "Do you want me to leave the door open or closed?" "Umm. Open I guess. In case I need to use the bathroom in the middle of the night." "I usually just do it in the bed and change the sheets in the morning." Billy giggled. "Huh?" Tommy exclaimed, "You better not pee on me." Tommy said as he climbed into the bed. Billy walked out of the room and turned on the bathroom light, he went down stairs to make sure the alarm was set and then came back to the bedroom. Tommy was lying on the side of the bed nearest the door, and facing toward it. He had his eyes closed and Billy thought he might already be asleep. He climbed into bed, leaned close to Tommy, and whispered good night into his ear. "Good night Billy" Tommy said sleepily. "Umm hey Tommy?" Billy said softly. "Hmm." Tommy said sleepily. "I'm glad you're spending the weekend with me man." "Yeah, me too." Tommy sighed and pulled the cover over his shoulder. Billy lay there next to his friend, aching to touch him, thinking about how much he loved Tommy. He couldn't believe he was thinking about love but that's what he felt. He didn't care what they did; he just knew he wanted to be around Tommy. "Hey Billy?" Tommy said suddenly turning toward him. Billy lay on his back and turned his head to the boy. He was just able to make the outline of his face out in the dark room. "Can I tell you something?" Tommy said nervously. Billy lay there thinking to himself that this was going to be the moment. This is where Tommy would tell him that he loved him and wanted to do more sexy stuff together. "Sure Tommy, anything. You're my best friend." Tommy was silent a moment. "Umm. I never slept away from my family before. My whole life, night after night. When I went to bed, I knew my mom was in the next room. I never really wanted to spend the night with you because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to sleep anywhere else." Tommy was quiet for a moment. Billy lay there disappointed that he did not profess his love for him. But he was also happy because he knew that it took a lot for Tommy to tell him this. "To be honest, I still don't know if I'll be able to sleep. And I am a little scared right now." Tommy rolled back toward the door and Billy rolled over to his side and laid his hand on his shoulder. "It's alright Tommy. I understand. But I hope this won't be the last time you spend the weekend with me. I don't think I have ever had this much fun." Tommy was silent. "I mean all the stuff we did together. I don't just mean the stuff that makes me messy either. I mean just talking and stuff, hanging out. Don't get me wrong now. I like the sexy stuff too and I really like it with you. Even if you didn't want to do that, I still love hanging out with ya man. You're just the coolest guy I know." He paused to gauge Tommy's reaction. He heard a soft breathing and gentle snoring. He climbed up on his elbow and looked at Tommy's face realizing that Tommy was asleep. Billy rolled over onto his back again and laughed to himself. "I guess its best that he didn't hear that. Probably would have freaked him out." He was suddenly aware that he couldn't sleep; he was too wound up with Tommy lying next to him. He scooted closer to Tommy so that he could press his leg against him. The feeling of flesh on flesh suddenly ignited a spark and Billy realized he was hard again. He suddenly remembered the underwear, climbed out of bed gently, walked across the room to the Tommy's gym bag, and took out the bag with the underwear in it. His heart was racing. If Tommy wasn't asleep or if he woke up now he would totally freak out. Billy had already spent so much time today thinking that he had ruined their friendship and as long as he didn't go any further, he was certain that all would be fine. He realized that he could not control himself and took the underwear from the bag and went to the bathroom. When he was in the bathroom, he flipped the underwear inside out to examine it. He noticed a faint mark that he knew was a bacon strip as he called it, a racing stripe, a fudge strip. He giggled slightly. For unknown reasons, he pressed the discolored spot to his nose. It smelled a little shitty but not nasty. It also smelled a bit sweaty and it smelled like Tommy. He examined the underwear for any signs of lost hairs and again found none; he did see a slight yellow spot and could smell his own cum in them from earlier. He pressed the underwear to his nose and began to slowly masturbate. He got another idea and decided he did not want to be standing here with Tommy's underwear pressed to his nose with his dick in his hand if the boy decided he needed to get up and take a leek. Billy pulled his shorts back up and then replaced the underwear to where he found them. He took a dirty sock from his basket, slipped it over his erection, and then pulled his shorts up again climbing back into bed. Tommy was still lying on his side facing the door. He stood in front of the boys face and pulled himself out briefly reveling in how sexy it was to be this close to Tommy's face with nothing but a sock covering his boyhood, the end of the sock dangling down from his erection. He moved around to his side of the bed, rested his hand upon Tommy's waste, and waited to see if the boy would react but he did not. Billy lowered his own pants to below his balls and lay on his back slowly stroking himself into the sock as he ran his hands across Tommy's hip and right butt cheek. He ran his finger gently up the crack of his ass and brought it to his face. He knew he wouldn't smell anything because the boy had on a pair of underwear and shorts. Billy was feeling bolder in his lust. He gently began to slip his finger under the waste band of Tommy's shorts and then his underwear. Tommy did not respond so he continued to work his hand inside of his shorts. Tommy suddenly rolled onto his belly forcing Billy to remove his fingers, roll onto his side, and feign sleep. Tommy's face was still toward the door. Billy waited until he heard the slight snoring, barely audible against the pounding in his own ears. Billy was aware that he was more excited than he had ever been and had to keep reminding himself to breathe. Billy rolled back over toward Tommy who was now lying on his belly. Then he began to rub Tommy's back, eventually working it under the boy's shirt and feeling his heat. Tommy lay there nearly completely uncovered. His legs pulled slightly apart and his toes curled under his feet. Billy did not notice that in the dark until he moved down to the foot of the bed and gently caressed Tommy's feet. He leaned his nose closer and took a whiff of his feet, then slipping his tongue out and licking the boy's toes. He made up his mind to slip one of the toes into his mouth but as he stuck his tongue out, Tommy pulled his foot back and Billy abandoned any further desire to touch Tommy's feet. They were clearly more sensitive than his back or his butt. Billy crawled back toward Tommy's butt and laid his face next to the boys butt. He looked at it as he gently ran his hand across Tommy's back and then his butt. Tommy let out a sigh but did not move. Billy started to feel brave again. He adjusted himself and began to work his hand inside of Tommy's shorts again. When he had it completely inside, he gently rubbed and caressed Tommy's butt. He sat up slightly and began to rub himself into his sock again as he rubbed the butt and then ran his finger down Tommy's butt crack. He decided he had to see it again so he gently lowered Tommy's shorts and pressed them below his butt. Billy sat up again and looked closely at Tommy's butt. He pressed his face close to it as he ran his finger gently down the crack and brought it to his nose. He pressed his face closer and gently kissed one of Tommy's butt cheeks. Tommy let out a moan and Billy was suddenly afraid again. "If he wakes up now he is going to be soo pissed." Billy pressed his nose to the crack of Tommy's ass one time before laying back. He ran his finger down Tommy's crack and pulled it to his face as he began to pound hard on his own raging hard on. He suddenly ran his finger across his own crack as he looked at Tommy's exposed posterior. Billy fucked himself into the sock and let out a slight moan as he released himself into the sock. He lay there catching his breath. He looked at Tommy's exposed butt and felt guilty again. "I am a sick fucker," he thought to himself sadly. "I sniff his underwear and socks and then I pull his pants down while he sleeps and jack off. He would never talk to me again if he knew." Billy pulled his pants up discarding the sock onto the floor and pushing it under the bed slightly. He gave one last kiss to Tommy's smooth butt and pulled the boys shorts up. He then rolled onto his side with his back to Tommy. "I'll never get to sleep with him lying next to me." he thought to himself as he listen in the dark to the soft snoring of the boy next to him. Billy did not know how long he lay there, but just as he was about to drift off he heard Tommy let out a sigh and felt him move. He lay there a moment thinking that it would be awesome if Tommy did to him what he had just done earlier in the evening. Then there was no movement. Billy rolled over to his other side and realized that Tommy was lying on his back. "Was that an invitation?" He thought to himself. Maybe he wants me to rub his front now. Maybe he wants me to get him off like I got myself off. Billy moved closer to Tommy who had now drawn the cover over himself. Billy slowly pressed his hand beneath the covers and ran it across Tommy's belly bringing forth a sigh from the boy. Billy then ran his hand lower until it reached the edge of Tommy's shorts. Billy was feeling bold and moving fast from the adrenaline rush. Tommy rested his hands upon his chest and let out another sigh. "Does he know what's going on or not?' Billy thought to himself before deciding to slide his hands into Tommy's shorts and go for the glory. As soon as he felt Tommy's needle hard pricklet, panic struck Billy. "What am I doing?" I am taking advantage of my best friend while he sleeps. Billy lay there with his hand wrapped around Tommy's penis. Despite his guilt and the conflicting emotions, he found that he loved the feel of Tommy in his hand. The boy was hairless. Billy took more time to explore Tommy, gently rubbing his small balls, that hung tightly in their sack. He looked at Tommy's face while he did this. If the light were on he would be able to see Tommy's cute little up-turned nose, he would see Tommy's maroon lips, which he imagined, would be the same color as the head of his dick. Billy wanted to kiss Tommy but resisted the temptation. He instead began to gently masturbate the boy. This bringing forth yet another sigh. Billy was growing hard too and decided to grab the sock again. He removed his hand and rolled over to find the sock. From behind him, he heard a sigh and movement. He looked over his shoulder to see that Tommy had rolled toward the door again. Billy's heart sank with disappointment. "I am so fucking stupid," he screamed inside his mind. He threw the sock back under the bed and lay there frustrated. He eventually began to get cold so he snuggled closer to Tommy so that he could share the blanket. He did eventually drift off to sleep and when he woke up Tommy was looking at him with a sad look on his face. "About time you woke up. Lazy ass." He said smiling slightly. "Hmm." Billy said rolling onto his back. "How did you sleep?" "Not well." Tommy said. "I miss my own bed." "I'm sorry." Billy said rubbing his eyes and realizing how much of the bed he had taken up. Leaving Tommy with only a small portion. "I didn't mean to hog the bed. I guess I'm not used to sharing my bed with another man." he smiled at Tommy who lay there on his back scooting closer to the middle. "Well I'm sure you'll get a lot of practice over the next couple of years, gay boy." Tommy giggled. "I got your gay boy, white ass. Besides you snore." Tommy only looked at him a moment. "I do not." "Yes you do." Billy giggled. Then he got a serious look on his face. "But I didn't mind because I slept better knowing you were close by to protect me." Billy slapped Tommy's belly and giggled rolling his back to him. "That's right Sweetums. I am here to protect you. Since you're scared to stay in this big ole house alone. I guess I am Tommy, the protector of gay boys." Billy rolled over and slapped Tommy's belly again. "I think I'm going to take a shower." Tommy jumped up and grabbed his bag. For a moment, Billy panicked trying to remember if he had put the underwear back or not. Tommy grabbed some clothes and Billy got up to get him a towel. "Where are you going?' Tommy said defensively. "I'm coming to wash your back." Billy giggled. "Dumb ass, I gotta grab you a towel and washcloth." "Oh" was all Tommy could say with a silly grin on his face. Billy handed Tommy the towel and washcloth and went back to his room to get some clothes for his own shower. The house had three bathrooms but Billy preferred the one across from his room as the other was in his parent's room and one was downstairs on the other side of the house. So he just waited. Billy ran downstairs to set the cereal on the table and then went back up the stairs. He had to take a pee and was so used to always having access to the bathroom that he just walked right in without even thinking. Of course he knew Tommy was there, but he had just given it not so much as a thought. When he opened the bathroom door Tommy let out a squeal and stood there with a towel covering just his private parts. Billy stood there a moment looking at Tommy with a look of terror on his face. His hair still slicked back. Billy ran his eyes down the boy's body to the tiny nipples and the contrast of the tan line. Below the waste, Tommy was very pale. His tan line faded as it worked past his knees. The feet were a bronzed color that grew whiter up his leg. Tommy stood there in horror looking at Billy. "Well get the fuck out!" Tommy screamed. "I'm so sorry Tommy man. I wasn't thinking. "Billy said shocked. "Get out!" Tommy screamed again. Billy turned and closed the door and sat on his bed. He was sorry for what he had done; he had not even done it intentionally. He knew Tommy was mad and was going to think he had done it on purpose. He was dreading when Tommy came out. Tommy walked into the room and put his dirty clothes in his bag without saying a word. Billy watched him for a moment not knowing what to say. Feeling ashamed of himself. He thought to himself, "Has it gotten so bad that I do these things without even having to think about them now? I do not want to fuck this up. I want Tommy as a friend more than anything else. I bet he won't talk to me anymore." Billy almost wanted to cry. Even more so, when he noticed the look that Tommy was giving him. "Umm. I'm going to take a shower. There's cereal on the table, help yourself. If you want something else, we can walk up the road and order something when I get out of the shower." Tommy didn't say anything so Billy grabbed his clothes and went to the shower. While standing under the water, thoughts of Tommy standing there with his towel covering him flashed into Billy's mind. He started to think of how soft and warm Tommy's butt was and how smooth his dick and balls were. Billy looked at his own penis and the few wispy hairs growing on each side of the base. He was semi hard but had no desire to jack off. He felt panicky. I've gone too far this weekend. Maybe it would have been better if Tommy had never come over. It's obvious I cannot control myself and now I've lost my best friend. Billy's heart ached. If only Tommy felt the same way for him that he felt for Tommy. Billy let a tear fall from his eye before deciding to finish his shower and try to make it up to Tommy. Billy got dressed and walked downstairs. Tommy was eating a bowl of cereal. "Hey." Billy said softly pouring himself a bowl of cereal. "Hey." Tommy said coolly and shoveling another spoonful of cereal into his mouth. "Listen Tommy. I'm so sorry about that. It really was an accident." "I think I want to go home today. I want to sleep in my own bed." Billy sighed with disappointment. "If that's the way you want it man. I'm sorry." He pushed his bowl of cereal away and got up to walk out to the back deck, sat down hard in a chair and watched the water ripple in the hot tub. continued......... Is this a bad time to end this segment? I am sorry for the delay in getting this piece posted. I will have part four up more quickly. I have already started it and just need to put some finishing touches on it before editing. Thank you so much to everyone who has written me, your input directly affects how I write; not only my next chapter but my other stories as well. Please continue to tell me your likes and dislikes. A quick thank you to those who keep me company late nights at the niftywriters chat. 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