Dream A Little Dream...

I used to have dreams that I could fly. Not like a bird, frantically flapping my arms to remain airborn, but like floating as if the laws of gravity didn't apply to me. It was always at night, and I could navigate myself much like a scuba diver does underwater. It is said that these are the dreams of an innoscent and unpolluted mind.

It wasn't hot nor cold when I would take flight. It was windy, but there was no measurable tempurature to speak of. Then I met Jeremy and everything changed. Not for better or worse, it just changed. I could take you right to the very spot where I was standing when the first defining thought about Jeremy entered my mind. "Dang! He's cute!" I thought to myself as I was standing there listening to him talk with a group of our friends.

"What! What?" I thought as I stood there frightened that I might have said that out loud. "Okay, nobody is looking at me so I'm safe." I immediately began to rationalize a guy thinking that one of his guy friends was cute. No big deal. Every girl thought that he was cute, so why can't I? I mean, just as long as I don't say it out loud. I thought some of my friends where ugly, so why not the opposit?

How quickly Jeremy became a steady course of thought. Not just him in general, but his cuteness and my inability to deny the attraction. His light brown hair and green eyes. The little tiny birthmarks on his cheek and neck. The sound of his voice and the way he smiled. Soon he had surpassed cute. He was hot and I was falling in love. I began to dream of he and I flying together. Hand-in-hand, embracing and even kissing in mid-air. I didn't do a fucking thing to stop it. These perverse thoughts, these erotic dreams. I had the right to resist these devient thoughts, I just didn't have the ability.

As time passed, I began to develop other supernatural abilities in my dreams. I could become invisable and it didn't take long at all for me to wish myself into the bathroom down the hall from Jeremy's bedroom. There he is standing under the water. The only thing keeping him from being totally naked in the thin gold chain he wore around his neck. I had seen many penis' in gym class, and never gave them any meaningful thought other then it being bigger or smaller then myown. Jemery's was beautiful and pefect in everyway. His wet pubic hair caused the hairs to lay flat and draping to either the lift or right side of his 4-inch penis. The head was smooth and perfectly displayed by a flawless circumscision. 

I drank in the sight from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. I watched as the soap suds ran over his body and the way his hand was used a tool to apply the soap. He turned and I saw the two whitest butt cheeks that I had ever seen. I became dizy as his soapy hand slid in between those globes and rubbed in a manner that I didn't even recall doing to myself. He rinsed by spreding those cheeks apart and letting the soap wash over his most private spot. Then he repeated the process, spending even more time slipping his soapy finger over his target many, many times.

I was sad when he seemed to be finished with that task. When he turned around I immediately noticed that his penis had grown another 2-inches and was standing thick, and straight out in front of him. He looked down at it and flexed his miscles. making it jump upward all by itself. It was a thick 6-inch penis with a tiny upward curve. His circumscision scar was hardly noticable, unlike myown that made a darker ring around my cock that divided its two-tone coloration. Jeremy's cock was nearly the same color from base to tip. 

I began giving him instruction even though I knew that he couldn't hear me. "Come on Jeremy! Let me see you jack-off. I'm dying to see how much you squirt." I said. I smiled when he reached for the hair conditioner. I knew that he was going to jack-off right then. When a teenage guy reached for the conditioner before he's even shampooed his hair, he's gonna whack-it! He squirted a generous amount of the conditioner on his pubic hair and began to massage the creamy liquid into his nearly black patch of long dick hairs.

It wasn't long before his thumb and index finger where making trips up and down the length of his hard dick. I just kept coaching him from above.

"Yeah buddy! grip it and stroke it! Make it shoot!"

I'm assuming that since it was my dream, Jeremy jacked-off very much like I do. He grabbed the tip of his cock and closed his hand around it. Then his fist began to rotate in circular motions over the swollen head of his cock. The squishy sound of the conditioner being rubbed over his hard cock was loud in the glass enclosure of the shower. And just like myself, it didn't take Jeremy very long to finish. I watched his balls go from hanging loosly in his sack to being pulled up tightly into one larger ball.

His head fell backwards and his mouth fell open as he moaned all the way to the peak. Just like me. he couldn't resist watching the results of his handy-work. Jeremy held his freehand out to catch his load and. just like me, the first shot flew well past his open hand. The rest of his load was jacked-off right into his open palm. It was thick, white, and plantyful.

During the day I would look at Jeremy after having seen him pleasure himself in my dream the night before. I was becoming careless and got a knowing grin from a girl who caught me staring at Jeremy's crotch. I'm not sure why she didn't bust me, but she didn't and we never spoke about it. I didn't even know her name.

One night in my invisable dreams, I watched Jeremy jack-off in on his bed. He grabbed some lotion and lubed up his cock. I loved listening to that squishy sound. As Jeremy brougth himself closer to ejaculating, he spoke words that struck me like a bolt of lightning.

"I'll bet he'd like to see this? I see the way he looks at me." He said as he really went to work on his cock.

My heart was pounding and I just knew that he was talking about me. I felt like crying as Jeremy's back arched and his ass lifted totally off of the bed.

"Yeah! Watch me jack-off dude! It's cool. I don't mind." He whispered.

"Check it out dude! I'm gonna shoot man! Watch me cum!" He said as ropes of white sperem shot out of his dick and hit him square on the face. He let out an "Oh!" everytime a blast of cum shot out. By the time Jeremy was done, his flat tummy was splattered with straight lines of spaghetti, and smaller pooles of creamy cum right below his belly button.

"I'd fuckin' love for you to watch me jack-off man!" He said as he panted trying to catch his breath.

Jeremy said the same types of things as he jacked-off in the shower a few nights later. I would have killed to lay there next to him and let him watch me work my magic on myown cock. 

"Jack-off with me dude! Fuck yeah! Let's squirt on each other. It'll wash off." He said as he shot the biggest load I had seen in my kinky dreams so far.

As he was drying his beautiful body he was still as hard as a rock. He jacked-off again as he strattled the toilet facing the wall. I heard the sound of his cum squirts hitting the cool water below. 

"Did you like that dude? Did you like watching me cum? I wish I could jack-off with you." He said.

In the foggy mirror I wrote "Ask me" and waited until he saw it. He looked frightened at first and he studied it closely. He turned and checked that the door was locked, and it was.

This was the first dream about Jeremy that I woke from with a creamy load in my briefs. I could smell the semen right when I woke up. I lifted the elastic band of my breifs to find my pubic hair soaked with thick cum. The thinner cum was still running down between the crevase of my leg and balls.

I didn't sleep the rest of the night. Eventhough my cock was a slimy mess, it popped up as hard as a rock and I used my spelled nocturnal emission as lube to jack-off an even larger load, and then another. I got to school and didn't even go to my locker. I waited on a bench right where the cars pull up. I recognized his mother's car from quite a distance, and watched as Jeremy kissed his mom, grabbed his back-pack and started up the path towards the bench. He saw me and smiled. I thought that I was going to pass out. Especially when he saw me and started to jog towards me.

"Hey Jeremy!" I said.

He smiled wider then he had ever smiled before in reality or in one of my dreams. I thought about how he would ask me something so personal. I wasn't expecting him to charge up to me. "Dude! Let's stroke our cocks at my pad afterschool, okay?"

Maybe he'd just invite me over and casually bring it up. I didn't really care I guess. I just wanted to get passed that awkward part so that I could just confess everything. Maybe not about the dreams, but the fact that I had fallen madly in love with him and that he didn't have to shoot his cum into his open palm anymore if he didn't want too. He could shoot it right into my sucking mouth. I had givin in by this point. He could shoot it up my ass or anyplace his little heart desired. That's what you'll do for someone when your're in love. Someone as beautiful as Jeremy should always have a special place to release his wonderful cum. I so wanted to be the person to provide that place. I loved him dearly.

"What are so happy about this morning?" I said back to him. I was smiling just as wide as he was.

"Later dude! I have to find Danny" He said as he walked passed the bench still smiling.

The reality of it all was so sudden. I didn't even have time to get up and go somewhere private. I did my best to pretend that I was sleeping. I sunk my face into my folded arms and quietly cried. It was Danny that Jeremy lusted over. How could I be so stupid. Why would such a beautiful white-boy ever want to jack-off with a curly-haired Mexican guy like me. The thought of it would probably make him puke. 

I heard the bell ring and just decided to walk to homeroom. I didn't care if people could tell that I had been crying. I had something worth crying about. My life and everything in the world that I ever wanted had just walked passed me. My whole world had just been crushed with two words. "Later Dude!"

I made it up to the "B" building just in time to see Jeremy talking to Danny. I could see and hear Danny laughing and just shaking his head. Jeremy just walked away quickly. Tears where welling up just as he walked passed me and I told him to stop. This was all my fault. For the second time in 10 minutes I heard those words in that voice that I had come to love. "Later Dude"! Jeremy said as he walked passed me yet again. Unable to give me a minute of his time.

I spent the next few periods looking for Jeremy and couldn't find him anywhere. I was sick to my stomach and by lunchtime, I had had enough of today. I just wanted to go home and crawl back into bed and forget that today ever happened.

On my way passed the tennis courts, I spotted Jeremy sitting on the side of a snack-shack used for football games. He looked terrible and I wasn't sure what I could say or do to make things better for him. He wasn't crying but you could see the redness where the tears had left a stinging trail down both sides of his beautiful face.

"What's wrong Jeremy?" I said as I took a seat on the ground beside him.

I could tell by his inability to look directly at me that he wanted to be left alone. On any other ocassion, I would have done just that. But I wasn't going to just walk away from this beautiful creature in the state that he was in. I made that clear.

"And don't you tell me Later Dude. If you tell me that one more time today, I'll kick your ass!" I said.

"What's the differance? If I tell you what happened, you'll kick my ass anyway." Jeremy said.

"Dude! did you fuck my sister?" I asked knowing the answer to come.

"NO!" he said.

"My mom?" I enquired.

"NO!" He replied again.

"Then there is nothing that you could have done to deserve an ass beating from me." I said. .

"Oh yeah! How about me asking a guy to jack-off together?" Jeremy said.

I told Jeremy that it depends on wether he asked in front of a bunch of people or was it a private conversation. He said it was private but didn't see what differance it made.