Chapter Seven
Life is but a dream and please don’t wake me up.
– Yiddish Proverb
The second that Billy saw the arms open his whole body was up and into them like a shot. His skin touched Mike’s flesh and it was like the 4th of July all over again. Billy could feel his chest heaving, as his hands took on a life of their own.
Mike was pushed back as the force of Billy’s body came crashing into his. The mere touch of Billy’s flesh against his own sent his heart racing into high gear. His whole body shook with the sudden pressure and he could feel the tiny dark hairs on his body standing on edge, as if charged by a million volts of pure energy.
He felt Billy’s face up against his, then his mouth was being assaulted by the rough edge of Billy’s tongue as it pressed through his lips to seek the insides of Mike’s mouth. The heat between them rose and Mike could feel the beads of sweat turning in a raging torrent of perspiration.
His legs started to twitch and his toes curled up and then out as Billy’s hands were touching him all over. He could feel his chest heaving with each touch, each press of the fingers against his young skin. His head was spinning and he thought he would pass out as his own hands reached out tentatively at first, then with more urgency as his heart pounded even faster inside his rib cage.
Soft animal like grunts were coming from Billy as his face was also moving around now, just like the hands, seeking for new territory to explore, to taste, to revel in. Billy couldn’t stop, his body was pressing against Mike’s young athletic form whenever it got the chance. His cock was wedged up against the flat washboard stomach for a second, feeling the hard muscles coiling inside. Then it was dangling briefly in the air as his body shifted to another position, as his mouth found new places to kiss, to lick and to savour.
Mike’s hands found there way down Billy’s backside, to rest on the quivering buttocks. The sensation of the jiggling flesh made Mike groan loudly that gave Billy a brief pause. He popped his head up, and stared into the dark green eyes. His own blue eyes bore into Mike’s soul, feeling the sudden urgent desire and without any hesitation he raised himself up, forcing Mike to lay on his back, his legs spread out and away, his penis now standing fully erect just behind Billy’s buttocks.
Billy pushed his hands firmly on Mike’s shoulder, holding him down, and his face just hovered over this hot dark haired beauty. His eyes couldn’t believe the vision that lay before him and he could feel his penis dripping its desire onto the hard stomach.
The feeling of hot sticky pre cum on his chest made him squirm as he stared upwards into a face possessed with desire. There was something animalistic in the way Billy’s face was contorted. It was like some force that even he had never experienced was controlling Billy.
There was brief pause, as the two sets of eyes were locked together. Each of them searching deep within the other as if to seek approval. The sweat was pouring down off Billy as he blinked and then his heart seemed to kick in even faster. The vision of Mike’s chest heaving beneath him, the feel of his warm body squirming under his legs made his head swoon, his whole body seemed to just quiver in anticipation as he reached behind him to grab hold of Mike’s throbbing penis.
As his hand found the throbbing pole, his whole body suddenly seemed racked by tremor after tremor. The touch of Mike’s flesh made his almost lose his balance, and he squeezed hard with his thighs to hold himself up on Mike’s prone body.
The touch of Billy’s hand against his cock made Mike jump. His whole lower body seemed to bounce upwards off the bed, almost causing Billy to fall forward. His eyes bulged even wider as he felt his body shaking, felt his balls slinging themselves upwards and he could feel the blood starting to drain from his arms and legs as Billy’s hand tightened its hold on his throbbing organ.
Mike felt his cock being pulled and then he felt a sudden easing on his stomach and he knew what was coming next. His mind reeled with the thought, somewhere in the back of his head he could hear a voice telling him that this was wrong, that he was gambling with all he had wanted and yet there was another voice, one he had never heard before. It cried out for Billy, it demanded that the hand move faster, that his body reach upwards to meet the coming flesh.
He could feel the sweat pouring through Billy’s fingers as it grabbed hold of his throbbing cock. He felt the sweat running down his shaft as the fingers pulled the hot member forward, the head now suddenly feeling Billy’s buttocks. The touch of the flesh made Mike’s legs grow taut, they stretched outwards, his toes arched down and out and his whole body seemed to be coiling up within.
The sensation made his head toss back and forth on the bed as the hand pulled his cock upwards, the soft flesh giving way to the raging cock head as Billy guided it between his cheeks, wedging it up against the hot insides of his buttocks.
Billy could feel his heart pounding, he was sure it would soon split open his chest and plop on Mike’s chiselled chest. His eyes suddenly closed as he tried desperately to concentrate on bringing Mike’s hard cock up to his ass. His body was aching like he had never experienced before. Nothing in his young life had prepared him for this exhilarating feeling.
The touch of Mike’s jerking penis made him swoon, his head was tossing about on his young shoulders as he struggled to stay conscious. His breathing was difficult, as he struggled for air and to take in the strange but enticing odour that came from beneath him.
The strange aroma mingled around his nostrils, making his whole body quake with desire as his hand finally managed to secure the throbbing cock between his cheeks. He took a deep breath, as best as he could, and then for a split second his eyes opened to peer down at Mike.
They locked on the wide green orbs, the sudden vision of him reflecting back to his own blue eyes. He saw himself, raised perfectly above the most awesome body he had ever seen. He saw a strange blue hue surround him, like an ocean, and he smiled.
As his mouth broke out into a wide grin, Mike could feel his arms flapping on the bed, the strain was making him moan as he stared up into seeing his own body spread eagled on the bed. He closed his eyes tight as he felt his body shaking.
His cock suddenly was engulfed in the most wonderful warmth he had ever experienced. The sensation was like being suddenly placed in a warm bath, and he felt his mind swaying as the heat wafted up through his whole body. He could feel himself shaking, the legs twitching uncontrollably and his arms pounding the bed in a random pattern with pure joy as his cock was taken deep into Billy’s rectum.
Billy almost passed out as he felt the sharp jolt of pain enter his body and go up his spine. The sudden pain was quickly replaced by an unbelievable feeling of completeness as his buttocks lowered itself forcibly onto Mike’s cock.
The solid pole was sucked into his rectum in one quick push downwards. He felt his cheeks resting firmly onto Mike’s groin, the dark pubic hairs nestled now between his cheeks, brushing against the insides of them, making him twist and squirm a little as he tried to take even them inside of him.
The few times he had been with Taylor hadn’t prepared him for the new sensations that were rushing through his slender body. Every part of him seemed to ache, to be in pure ecstasy as he twisted and turned to take the throbbing cock deeper into his body. He wanted it all, his mind was determined to have all of Mike deep inside of him even though it was impossible. He could feel a strange need to have it all, and his buttocks squeezed harder, holding the throbbing cock tighter with each passing second.
Mike could hear his voice echoing inside of him. He was groaning like a madman and his few past experiences with sex were nothing to what he was feeling this very second. He couldn’t hold on and the wild thrashing of his body only grew more intense, more wild as his body arched itself upward, desperate to fill more of Billy’s soft warm insides with his own flesh.
The sounds of groans and moans echoed off the walls and Billy glanced briefly at the wall in front of him, seeing it move and sway, not clear at all more of a blur as his body thrust down to meet Mike’s upwards thrusts.
He could see tiny blue sparks and then there were orange streaks followed by stars of purple as his body crashed time and again downwards, desperate to take every inch of the throbbing cock into himself. He could feel the solid swollen balls banging up against his sweat soaked cheeks as his buttocks crushed down onto Mike’s groin.
Mike shouted as his cock exploded deep inside of Billy. He couldn’t stop it, he lost total control as his whole body just simply burst upwards and shook itself ragged. Sweat poured from every part of his young body, drenching the sheets.
A steady stream of water came off of Billy’s own contorting body as he felt the sudden violent jerking of Mike’s cock inside of him. HE could feel the sudden flood of cum as it spurted upwards deep into his rectum, then came cascading downwards.
His thighs clenched themselves tighter around Mike’s hips, his buttocks squeezed hard as if to force every drop of hot cream out of the shaking penis. The strange feel of another’s milk buried inside of him made his whole body shiver. His legs had no feeling and his arms dangled loosely at his side as his chest struggled for air.
The muscles inside of his stomach twisted and turned as he felt the hot liquid travel up his love canal to reach deep inside. His body started to quiver and he could feel his own balls aching under his groin.
His cock started to jerk as Billy fell forward, his whole body no longer able to support itself as the spasm of pure joy washed through him. His arms couldn’t move and his legs merely pushed back as the weight of his upper body came crashing down onto Mike’s heaving chest.
Before his upper chest could meet Mike’s, he felt his cock jerking hard along the still quivering stomach and he knew he was Cumming. He couldn’t stop his free fall, and his eyes opened briefly to stare into a blank face. Mike’s eyes were glazed over and a tiny smile curled around those perfect thin lips.
As he saw the smile curling around the lips, he could feel himself drifting off, his cum now coating the washboard stomach of Mike’s still heaving body. His buttocks ached in a way that made him feel complete and totally filled. He could feel the hot pole sliding out of his rectum as his head rested besides Mike’s. His body still shaking along with Billy’s.
Mike could feel Billy’s breath against his cheek and he glanced over to see a totally exhausted blonde boy, his head tilted to one side, the eyes firmly closed and the pink lips of his mouth softly moving to the deep rhythmic breathing. Feeling was just now returning to his limbs as he lay there, totally exhausted, totally fulfilled by what had just happened.
His eyes gazed at Billy’s face, and a strange sensation seemed to fill him. He knew that he was entering a whole new world that was full of danger and pitfalls, yet he couldn’t think of wanting to do anything else. He managed to raise one limp hand, and place it across the wet back of Billy. The touch made his heart race forward slightly, and then it settled back down, feeling like it was at peace.
With his arm draped over Billy’s now sleeping body, he lay back on the wet bed, his body regaining its composure, his mind racing with possibilities and with fears. Yet, for each thought of how tough the future would be, his heart found an answer. Every few seconds his green eyes would travel to the side, to stare at the sleeping blonde in his arms. The aroma of their love making still persistent in the room, made him feel special, made him feel more important than scoring any game-winning touchdown ever had. He looked at Billy and to himself, swore that he would do whatever it took to keep on having that feeling.
Slowly his body relaxed, his mind slowly growing drowsy as he lay there, content with the strange new feeling that had so suddenly engulfed him. He may only have been 16 but he felt like he had just walked the aisle and that there would never be any turning back for him.
Billy woke up to hear water running and he sat up in bed, staring out and around the room. He glanced over to the computer and saw it still flashing, realizing that it was still on. He looked around and saw off to one side a stack of clothes and he smiled, realizing that it really hadn’t been a dream. Mike was here, it was Mike that he had taken and that it had all been real.
Quickly he tossed off the sheet, and took a deep breath. He could still smell him and his head turned towards the bathroom and the running water. Well, what was good enough for last night certainly was worth a second effort this morning. Billy scampered off, his feet softly pounding on the carpet as he walked into the bathroom to see Mike’s figure against the shower door.
He stood there, staring at the opaque glass doors, seeing the shadowy figure as it twisted and turned to wash. God, he was even hot looking when you couldn’t even see his outline. Billy could feel his penis jerk and he looked down to see himself fully aroused once again. Shit, he had a raging hard on again and he knew that the reason was just behind those glass doors.
Billy reached out towards the shower door and stopped. Was he pushing this? Maybe he had imagined the sex last night, maybe it had been a wishful dream after all and if he went inside, shit was it real? He stood there, wondering if maybe he should just go back and wait in the bedroom.
He stood there, staring at the shadowy figure as it moved under the misty spray. Billy could feel his groin, the way his cock was shifting with each movement of Mike’s figure under the shower. His eyes were glued to the shower, seeing the arms moving, the thin frame outlined perfectly in the swirling mist of the hot water.
His heart ached as he stared, wondering if last night was just that, last night or if maybe his dreams were really coming true. It had been so long since he had even dared think of something as pleasant as having a relationship, and to think that it might be with Mike was way out of his grasp, or so he thought until now.
The mist swirled around and came up over the top of the shower, filling the rather large bathroom with its heat and its warmth, all of which only made Billy think of last night, and how good it felt to be in Mike’s arms. The way Mike had not run, when he had blurted out his horrible secret, and instead of running he had actually, but no that wasn’t right was it? He had forced it, had made it so what choice did Mike have?
Quietly, Billy left the bathroom, his cock slowly starting to go limb as his mind continued to play back last night. He could see how he had manipulated poor Mike, first with all those pictures, that erotic story, and then his own hang dog expression after he blurted it all out. He had hooked him, made him hot, made him horny, and then when the prize was dangling in front he had said it, so really what choice did Mike have?
“What you thinking about that’s got you so sad looking?”
“Uh? Oh, I didn’t hear you finish… I am gonna go shower now, uh… you leave any hot water?”
“Hey, slow down… look what’s wrong Billy?”
“Nothing, I uh, well I am kind of grungy, I need to shower, that’s all…”
“Oh, okay, uh Billy…”
“Yeah?”
“Uh, …never mind, later, go have your shower.”
“What? Something wrong?”
“No… no go ahead, I’ll just poke around here, or… well you want me to wait downstairs?”
“Uh, no its cool, I won’t be long.”
Mike stood there, dripping on the carpet as Billy padded past him to go shower. He just stood there, watching every move that the blonde boy made, seeing the way his hips moved, his buttocks swaying as he walked into the bathroom.
Damn he was fucking hot, and yeah maybe a bit skinny but shit a few weeks of working out and he’d be in top shape. Mike licked his lips as he thought about a more defined Billy then his smile faded as he heard the shower door close. He knew something was bugging him, and he thought it had to be about last night.
Mike walked over to where his clothes lay, staring down at his underwear that was away in the corner where he had tossed them. The smile sort of came back as he envisioned Billy’s face, watching him strip so quickly and then reach out for him. Damn it was hot, and he could feel his groin aching again, just as it had in the shower earlier.
There were clear signs of last night all over the bed too. The sheets certainly looked like they had never been washed, and yet they had been clean before they lost their minds. Was that what was worrying Billy? Shit, maybe he shouldn’t have stripped after all, maybe Billy really wasn’t into it, and yet, fuck it had seemed like that was what he wanted.
He stared at the bathroom door, his hand fingering the pair of shorts that he had picked up from off the floor. It was Billy’s and he could still smell him, and he knew just how his body was feeling about that scent. Damn it, he wanted him, and yeah maybe Billy didn’t want him, then what?
The sound of the water running and sudden rise in mist in the bathroom told Mike that Billy was soaking under the hot water. Bet he would look fucking hot among all that swirling mist, he thought as he brought the soiled shorts up to his face and took a deep breath.
The smell almost overwhelmed him, he couldn’t believe how much it seemed to affect him. His heart pounded inside of his chest, almost as hard as last night. His breathing was rapid and he could feel his legs get a bit wobbly as his cock was fully erect once more. The towel had a definite bulge in it and his eyes now travelled back towards the shower.
‘SHIT’ he thought as he saw the silhouette of Billy in the shower stall. Well, if last night wasn’t right, then he never did catch a football in his life. His mind was angry now, no way was he going to just let last night go and if it fucking ruined him here, tough shit, he wanted what was offered last night. Sure he had pushed it a bit, but only because he thought it was what Billy wanted. Besides, Billy never was one for being exactly out spoken about what he wanted. He could hint around something more than any person Mike had ever known.
Looking at the small willowy figure, the way he moved around soaping himself up in the shower and the way his whole body moved only made Mike ache more. The towel had a definite wet spot right where his cockhead rested, and it wasn’t from the water. The shorts lay in his hand, and he kept holding it, touching the fabric, feeling Billy’s essence.
“FUCK THIS SHIT” he said aloud and tossed the shorts onto the bed. He strolled over to the bathroom and walked in towards the shower. He could hear Billy moving inside over the water and he wanted to yell to him, to tell him to come out but his mouth felt like it had suddenly been glued shut. He swayed a little as his resolve seemed to suddenly evaporate with the steamy mist.
A deep long sigh came from over the sound of running water. It was Billy’s voice, and hearing that voice suddenly made him stand up tall. He dropped the towel to the floor and summoning his courage, he walked forward, his hand now resting on the shower door, and then before he could blink or change his mind, he opened the door.
Billy was in the middle of soaping under his arm, and he looked up to see Mike standing in front of the open shower door. Water was spraying everywhere, all over the place and yet he didn’t notice, all he could see was the wild look in Mike’s dark green eyes.
Mike waited as Billy dropped his arm, the soap dangling in his hand as he stared at Mike. Without any further hesitation, he walked into the shower, and reached out for Billy. His hands grabbed Billy’s arms, and he pulled him close, almost making Billy fall, but he had held him tight.
The touch of Billy’s hot body against his own pink freshly cleaned skin only made his heart beat faster. He reached over now and pulled the questioning face towards his own and closing his eyes on it all, he brought his mouth over and up and kissed Billy firmly and hard on the mouth. His tongue pushed forward, spreading apart the surprised lips, and was inside, tasting Billy before he could take a breath.
He kissed him hard, his hands holding his face, preventing him from moving as the hot water sprayed around their two young naked bodies. He could feel his cock jerking as it seemed to be reaching out for Billy’s body but he just kept kissing him, tasting him.
Just as suddenly as he had reached inside, he ended the kiss. He stood back a little, the hot spray changing direction as his body changed its location. He stared into Billy’s still surprised eyes and he smiled.
Billy almost fainted as he saw the smile. The way Mike’s teeth shone in the mist, the way his lips curled around and the way his cheeks seemed to pull back. The eyes were simply too much and he leaned back, trying to prop himself up against the back of the shower.
Mike watched, saw the way Billy leaned and his heart continued to pound away inside of him. God he looked so damn hot, leaning there, his hands dangling at his side, his fingers nervously tapping his legs, and all that time his eyes never once flinched or wavered from his own face. Damn it, this wasn’t just a pick up, it couldn’t be just a piece of ass or such as everyone in the locker room referred to it. This was something different, strange and unique, and he wanted it, he craved it and yet it was scaring him too.
“I’ll let you finish now.” Was all he could come up with as he walked back out of the shower, to slog around in the water that now covered the bathroom floor. He left, and went to sit on the bed, wondering just what had he done.
The sound of the water no longer rang out and he heard instead the patter of feet in water and he looked up and over, to see a naked Billy coming out of the bathroom. He had no towel or anything in his hands. Billy was stark naked, his cock was clearly aroused as it stuck straight out from between his legs. The small patch of blonde pubic hairs matted from the water making a dark patch against the pure milky white skin.
“Mike… I…”
“Billy, please, look it’s my fault, I am sorry if…”
“Shut up and kiss me again… please…”
The words simply hung there for Mike. He couldn’t believe it. Here he was thinking he had forced himself onto Billy, forced him into doing stuff that he really didn’t want, and instead he wanted more.
Mike simply looked up, his heart racing as he opened his arms and let Billy fall into them. The wet body clung to his wet skin, and together they kissed deeply, revelling in the touch of their tongues and their lips. He could feel his whole body quivering as they held each other, their arms holding onto each other as if they were high on a cliff.
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