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If Only In My Dreams (Pt II)

By Chris Carr

©1999

 

Guess what? My dick is hard again. Jake's dick! I couldn't believe it. It was so hard. So long. And it shot off like a cannon. My dick isn't aching to shoot so bad this time, though. It's just real hard and dripping again. Maybe if I think about Jake's dick again…Yeah! It's getting real hard, now.

It would've been great to suck that baby. Feel its hardness in my mouth…Whip my tongue around that fat head… Hear him moaning… Begging me to make him shoot…Shit! My dick is really dripping now…I'm rubbing the slickness around the head…. Aaaah….Fuck my mouth, Jake!…Such a hard dick…Stroking mine…Juices running out…

Hey! I've got an idea!!

 

Oh yeah, I'm really hot now. Had to dig through the closet and find this picture. I stole it from this girl I know. It's a picture of some guy's dick. Homeboy's dick is HARD! It's like stone, man. Damn! That's what Jake's dick looked like. Like rich, brown chocolate. A long hard shaft and a fat, round, head just made for sucking.

I'm back under the covers now. Stroking my dick… The dick in the picture has two tight balls, a little darker than his dick. I think this guy was about to shoot when they took the picture. Jake's dick got real hard like this when he was about to shoot.

Oooh… juices starting to run out my dick now…

Licking around the head of Jake's dick…

Can feel that tingling in my balls…

Jake's stomach quivered when he shot…

I'm jerking my hand around my dick so fast, it's shaking the bed…

Aww SHIT!! I hate when this happens!

"Hello?"

(It's my homeboy, Jaime. (Hi-mee) We went to school together. Guess if I had to be interrupted, this was a good reason. He's this real cute 17 year old from El Salvador. Creamy bronze skin, curly hair, big juicy lips and a nice sized dick, about 6 inches, I'd guess. I only saw it soft in the showers.)

"Naw, I ain't doin' nothing." (His dick is uncircumcised. Really used to trip on how that skin hung over the head of his dick.)

"Huh? No. Haven't played it yet. (He's asking me about that new video game "X-Wing Fighter.")

"Huh? Fuck you, jerk. You're the puto." (He caught me drifting and just assumed I was jacking off. If only he knew!)

"Go to hell, Jaime. That's all you think about is sex." (He's talking about puto, pussy. He say's I've got a fake pussy that I jerk off in.)

"You just wish you could afford a fake pussy, man. Shit, always sticking your dick in the peanut butter jar." (He's laughing at that one.)

"I wouldn't eat a peanut butter sandwich in your house if you paid, me, fool!" (He's really laughing now. Jeez! This shit is making me hot!)

"Always bouncing yo' dick on the bed. Sheets all stained with yo' cum. Wouldn't sleep there either." (I know he's trying to think of a comeback, but he's laughing too hard. Jaime is such a pushover.)

"Uh huh, that's your fantasy, puto." (He says I don't have a fake pussy. He says I stick my dick in a sock and jerk off. Wonder what that'd be like?)

"How would you know? You been doing something like that?" (Denial, denial, denial! Sounds a little suspicious. Now I'm curious.)

"So where'd you hear about that, then?" (Ah ha! He's all quiet now. As I suspected!)

"Don't trip, fool. You might as well tell me about it now." (Protesting again.)

"Com'on, Jaime. Tell me." (Did that sound desperate?) "You tell me about that and I'll keep our little secret a secret." (He's quiet again. Told you, such a pushover. Doesn't he know if I tell that we've had phone sex before, I'll be ratting myself out, too? Moron!)

"So we got a deal?" (It worked! He's telling me about it…….

Says you take a sock… Gym socks work better… Roll it down… Put a sandwich bag in it…)

"A sandwich bag!" (Says any kind of plastic bag will do but sandwich bags work best.)

"Why?" (Go figure. I knew he was doing this shit. He says a sandwich bag works best because it's a softer plastic. Damn! Now I'm thinking about Jaime doing this. My dick is getting hard again.)

"Uh, huh." (You're supposed to put the sandwich bag inside the sock… Then you roll the sock down over your dick. Oh shit, that's hot! Then you lie on your stomach and hump the sock. Jaime says it feels just like a pussy.)

"Yeah? Ever did it yourself?" (Of course!)

"A lot?" (All the time, he says. Damn, what I wouldn't give to see that!)

"Damn, Jaime, this is making me hot." (Silence. Jaime always leaves it up to me to start the freaky shit.)

"Your dick hard?" (I can hear him breathing.)

"Yeah, mine is too. So take it out…" (That's all it takes. Clothes rustling… He's telling me to take mine out now. I'll just fake it…)

"Ok, it's out." (I just threw the covers back. Laying here butt naked. Dick's all hard, dripping. Real excited. I'm about to have phone sex with Jaime again!)

"You stroking it?" (He says yes, except, it comes out all raspy 'cause he's already hot. If I don't slow him down, he'll be through in a minute. First time we did this, he'd just taken it out and the next thing I know, he's all moaning and shit, blowing his wad.)

"What're you wearing?" (Jeans… T-shirt… socks and shoes.)

"So why don't you take off your shoes, dude, get comfortable?" (He's complaining. He says I always make him take off his clothes.)

"Yeah, but you like it when I do, don't you?" (Silence again. Ok, now he's whining, y-e-a-h. Such a wuss. He whines and complains and then he blows a fucking river all over himself.)

"So take 'em off. Hell, might as well take the socks off too." (I'm waiting, he's put the phone down. Thought he was gonna bail there for a min…)

"Yeah, got those big toes loose? Where're you at?" (Says he's on his bed, laying down.)

"So can you see your feet? Huh? I ain't got no shoes on, man. No, I'm not wearing anything." (Oh shit, must've really got 'em hot, I can hear him flailing his meat.)

"So why don't you get naked, man?" (The slapping's stopped…. He's putting the phone down again….

As many times as Jaime and me have done this, I can never get him to do anything else. He's been over here a hundred times, but he always resists doing anything, face to face. Pushes my hand away when I try groping him and calls me a fag. The couple of times I've been successful, copping a feel on his dick, it was always hard. Still…)

"Yo, slow down, man. Let me catch up with you." (I jack off so much, my friends are always beating me to the finish line. I'm rubbing my juices around the head of my dick… It's been hard all this time… Starting to fist this baby…)

"You didn't tell me if you could see your feet." (Good! Made 'em stop again….. He says yes. I've only seen his feet one time and they looked nice. He's got nice long, suckable toes, and the bottoms of his feet are so soft looking. Who me, a foot freak? You got the wrong dude, man.)

"Wanna get freaky?" (Husky yes. He likes it when I make 'em do freaky things.)

"Rub the phone on your feet, man." (Hesitation… Now I'm hearing a rubbing sound on the receiver… Damn… This is hot! My dick is really heating up now.)

(He's back, huffing in my ear.)

"Yeah, that was hot, man. You like that?" (Gruff yes.)

"No dude. You close?… So slow down, man… Put the phone down by your dick so I can hear your foreskin." (He readily does this…. Squish, squish, squish….. I just wish I could see that sucker hard! I'm getting close now.)

"Yeah, man, I'm getting real hot." (He's really huffing now.) "Jaime? Stick your finger in your ass, man. Get real freaky with it." (He's complaining again. Wuss!)

"Aw, com'on, man, you know you blow an extra big load when you do that… Yeah, just go get that lube I bought you, it won't hurt so bad, then." (Quiet… Ok, he whines. Ain't this the weirdest? As long as he doesn't do this with me in person, he feels ok. On the phone, he gets real freaky with it, but only on the phone. I want to see if I can get him to…)

"Yeah, rub it around your asshole real good, man. You're making me hot, Jaime. You should see my dick. It's about to split open!" (He's almost wheezing, now. Weird shit, man!)

"You sticking it up your asshole?… Aw, shit man, wish I could see that." (He's telling me what it looks like…. Says he can see himself in the mirror. Got his legs all spread, and his feet planted on the bed…… Grunting a little as he shoves his finger in….. Says he can see his asshole….. It's snapped tight around his finger. He's panting, now…)

"Getting close, Jaime…" (He's breathing real heavy…….. Loud groan……… Shit! He's calling out my name! So hot!)

"Ride that finger, Jaime! Blow your load, man!" (Yelling….. Squishing sounds….. He's moaning, now…. Shit! I'm blasting my load!!)

"C-U-M-M-I-N-G!!!" (We're cumming together!!! Oh Jaime, baby! Splat! Split! Splat! Cum flying all over the place!)

 

 

 

Damn!! That shit was the bomb! I just wish we could do that in person. His ass made me cum buckets, man! Soon as he blows his wad, he hangs up. Guess he can't stomach talking about it.

Sometimes I get so sick of all the games. Why are guys so uptight about doing shit with each other? Jake hasn't done not one thing since that one time we jerked off together. And his actions tell me he'd rather I never bring up that incident, either. Then there's Jaime. Goes freak-nasty on the phone, but won't let me within a mile of him in person.

And don't even mention Isoke. Acting all hard all the time. We were in the bathroom one time and I swear I saw that joker's eyes glancing at my dick! I was trying real hard to keep my eyes front and center, 'cause guy's really freak out in the bathroom. You know, you go see a movie with your buddies and afterwards you gotta pee like a mutha. You go to the urinals and all the guy's eyes are like burning holes in the wall directly in front of them. Better not flash your eyes at the dude's dick next to you. Suicide! But I saw Isoke jerk his eyes real fast at my dick out the corner of my eye. He thinks he got away with it, but I caught his ass.

 

That's just like that time I was at the "Y" showering. The $25 membership fee thins out the riffraff so it's kind of quiet there. That's why I like it, I hate crowds.

They've got a nice indoor pool and it's heated, which is perfect. My delicate skin can't take that cold ass shit at the neighborhood pool, man. Anyway, I'd gone up there to take a swim, a rare occasion. But then I don't have to tell you that, 'cause you know what I'm usually doing. So after I'd lazed around in the water half the day, I get out and go to the showers.

This was like two years ago, so I must've been 'bout 16. I'm in there, minding my own business, my head under the water and, I get this feeling I'm not alone. So I wipe the water from my eyes, and sure enough, there's this dude sitting on one of the benches out there by the lockers. It's a little hard to see him because the row he's on doesn’t line up directly with the showers. He looks about 19, he's white and he's real good looking. His hair is black and he's got this cute pug nose, real soft features, pinkish-red lips. Guy's real cute, from what I can see.

I keep sneaking peeks at him out the corner of my eye and I'm hoping I don't get a hardon. He's got a towel wrapped around his waist and he's just sitting there. I'm real careful to not look more than a millisecond when I glance at him, because, like I said, guys get all stupid when it involves looking at their shit.

After a while, I get suspicious. Why is he just sitting there? Is he looking at me? I can't tell, because I'm only snatching fast glimpses, but it starts getting me hot. I betcha he's looking at me, I assume. This doesn't help, because I'm already seconds away from getting hard. Turn your back on him and see if he stays. Turning slowly, I face away from him. This is really making me crazy, though. I keep wondering why he's just sitting there and, even worse, if he'll leave.

When I turn back to face the water, it appears he's gone. Leaning forward just a bit, I see he's standing in front of his locker. I can't believe it, he's still there! What's he doing? He's rummaging around in his locker, a gorgeous headless body now. Nice, well-defined legs, big meaty feet, cute round butt, skin as smooth as a baby's bottom.

He slams his locker shut, and I jerk my eyes away. This is murder! I should get the fuck outta here, but I can't pry myself away. This is what I'm talking about! He's lingering around the showers, sneaking quick looks at me, running me up the wall, but I'm not supposed to acknowledge it. I'm the fucking freak if I do! I'm pissed, but not enough to leave.

On the next quick glance, I see he's still standing at his locker. He's got his deodorant out and, apparently, its contents contain the cure for cancer because he's all absorbed in what's written on the container. I gaze at him for a few seconds, satisfied he's momentarily distracted. He's got the sweetest bod, man. Cherry red nipples, baby smooth chest, nice round pecs.

Wait a minute! Am I noticing a slight rise under his towel? Yeah, his towel is definitely being elevated and guess what the hydraulic is!

Cutie opens his locker again, and sticks his head inside. I'm left with the gorgeous headless body again and I can't prevent my dick from rising. In minutes it's at full staff, beaming! My man pretends to be lost in his locker, but his dick is steady rising. There's some slats in the door of the locker and I'm wondering if good-looking is staring at me through them. I'm too far away to tell, but I content myself with the idea he is. I mean, his dick is up so hard, it's like saluting.

Cutie starts leaning forward until his dick is mashed between his body and the bottom locker. It's real hot the way his waist is  covered with this towel, a noticeable bulge right in the front. I throw all caution to the wind and I'm soaping my dick up.

He's pushing his dick against the locker, rubbing it off! Hell, if dude is that bold, I don't give a fuck about fisting my own pole! Water is running between my toes, making a lot of noise, and I'm pulling my dick through my hand at that point. It's a race for the finish and I'm determined to at least get in the finals this time.

Gorgeous is really rubbing his dick on the locker now, all inhibitions out the window. I'm wishing I could run across the floor to him and play with that big dick of his. He bumps it over and over in its towel-clad-sheath against the locker.

I'm jerking fast, trying to keep up and then… My man bumps his dick a couple of times and, to my total shock, cum starts falling from under the towel! I mean it's Niagara falls under his towel, man! It's running off the towel onto the floor, down his legs, dripping on his long toes, on his feet.

That's all it took for me. My dick swelled so big, I was afraid it'd burst. Cum leaped from my dick into the water and across the floor. I was moaning and panting like a hunted boar. I couldn't take my eyes off of dude's spurting towel, man! He wet that sucker up like he was in the shower with me. I ain't never seen a dude shoot off like that! You should've seen it.

After he finished twitching through his silent orgasm, he composed himself, wiped up his mess and started getting dressed. In ten seconds flat, he was dressed and practically running out of there. He never looked back. Never gave me the satisfaction of knowing we'd shared something.

Now what do you think would've happened if I'd have run into to homes later? Think he'd be cool with what he did? Hell no! Probably'd knock my teeth out if I even hinted he nutted up on himself looking at me. What's up with that?

 

I'm turning on the TV, I need a break! Besides, it's time for my favorite show, Judge Judy. That bitch cracks me up when she goes off on…..

Aww Shit! Look at this cute ass boy!

To be continued…

 

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