Dreams Sometimes Do Come True

Gary got up and got us some beer. As he sat down, he placed
his feet back into the cushion of the recliner, took a swig
of beer, then blurted out, "Shawn, you got it made dude. Look at you, you're
a fucking Marine and got the body to back it up. Shit, I bet
you got a big cock to go with that body of yours. Me, well I'm
just a scrawny shit with a pencil dick that nobody wants."

My ears absorbed every word his cherry soft lips spoke.
Thinking of just the right words, I finally managed to speak,
"Gary, that's crazy! Look at you, just take a
good look at yourself. You are flat fucking gorgeous in
every sense of the word. I bet you some people look at you
and wonder if you are even capable of taking a shit...That's
how great you look! As far as the size of your dick goes, who
in the fuck cares how big or small it is...it's you is
all that matters, fuck the rest of the shit! I know I would..."

I cut my words off because I was on the very verge of letting
the cat out of the bag and tell him I would suck his dick anytime,
day or night. Our conversation went on and we managed to
suck down 5 beers each. Since you don't get to keep beer,
I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I walked into the
bathroom, closed the door and took a whopping piss. After
flushing and turning around, my eyes saw the dirty clothes
hamper in the corner. Being unable to explain why I did it,
I opened the lid and fished inside and found one of Gary's
used underwear. They were a pale blue and in the shape of
a bikini. Turning them inside out, I nervously raised his
underwear to my nose and began sniffing like a starving
dog at a barbecue.

The fragrance firing up my inhaling nostrils was simply
intoxicating. There was no foul odor, just the soft fragrance
of a mild baby powder mixed with some form of scented soap.
After tiring myself with sniffing, I stuffed his underwear
into my mouth and held onto the wall as my heart pounded heavily
inside my chest, leaving my mind racing with wild emotions.
The taste filtering throughout my mouth is unexplainable,
but all I can say is that it was far more than I could have ever
dreamed of. Taking his underwear out of my mouth, I found
his dirty socks and smelled those too. Nothing my nose captured
was anything close to being foul, just downright spine
tingling sensational.

While I was in the bathroom, Gary got us some more beer. Upon
my return, everything, including Gary, was in its exact
same position. The beers started to take affect by now,
not only on me, but Gary as well. Our talk definitely loosened
up a bit more as Gary blurted out, "Shawn, let's be honest okay? Have you ever met
any gay guys in the Marine Corps or on your worldly travels?"
Not having to think on this one, I replied, "Yeah, plenty of them." This wasn't a lie
cause I had been propositioned several times while out
in town near the base or in some foreign country. After a
brief pause, I blurted out, "How about you? Have you ever met any gay guys at college?"
Gary was smiling from ear to ear as he spoke, "Oh hell yeah. The college is crawling with them."

Be it the beer, or just my sexual frustration over Gary,
I barked out, "I bet those guys want to suck you dry!" Gary chuckled, then replied, "Yeah, maybe a couple of them, but one told me he wanted
to eat my asshole...Can you believe that shit? Someone
eating an asshole...Now, that is fucking gross! Yuck!"
I fired back, "See, I told you some people look at you and doubt if
you are even capable of taking a shit. That guy has the hots
for you, and besides, having your asshole dined on isn't
all that gross."

After a brief pause, Gary said, "I don't know about the asshole part, cause that
was meant for exit only, if you know what I mean." Once he was finished, I slipped in by adding, "Gary, look at it this way. If the asshole was only
meant for exit only, then tell me why so many people, both
men and women, enjoy anal sex? I know I have fucked a few girls
in the ass and they all seemed to love it. Hell, I've
even tongue fucked a few assholes and rather enjoyed it,
and so did they! So, wonder boy, don't go and knock something
if you've never tried it!"

Gary stole my heart with his angelic smile, then his words
echoed heavily into my ear drums, "Yeah, I guess you're right! But, I know having
a dick go up your ass has got to be somewhat painful, or at
least, at first it has to. I've just never tried it or
had anyone do that to me before, so I honestly don't
know, but if I ever did, I want a big cock, not a pencil dick
like mine!"

After he spoke those words, he got up and returned with a
couple of more beers. This time, Gary didn't sit down
cause he had to go to the bathroom and let his beer out. As
he walked away, I turned in my seated position so I could
get a good shot of his mouth watering ass as he walked down
the hall. While I was staring at his ass, Gary turned around
and I was busted. Instead of saying anything, Gary gyrated
his tight little ass, smiled, then walked into his bathroom.
Me, I was petrified of having been busted staring at his
magical little butt, so I sat there, frozen, as if trapped
in a time warp.

Gary walked back into the room, using his right hand, slid
it across the top of my short hair, then sat back down into
the recliner. I still was frozen and his following words
shot through my body like a double edged sword, "Shawn, we've been the best of friends all of
our lives, so with that being said, let's not have anymore
secrets okay? There's something your not telling
me that's resting heavy in your heart and I would like
to know what it is. Before you say anything, I know you were
looking at my butt and for some odd and strange reason, my
used underwear is kind of wet...you know the ones, they
were in the dirty clothes hamper. And my dirty socks are
wet too, so Shawn, no more secrets. Whatever you tell me
will have no reflection on our friendship whatsoever...I
promise!"

My heavy beating heart now seemed lodged somewhere deep
inside my throat and the palms of my shaking hands were now
soaked with my sweat. Trying to calm down a bit, I took a big
swig of beer, cleared my throat, then nervously uttered
the following, "I don't know where to begin, but Gary, it's
like this. I've had a major crush on you for as long as
I can remember. I don't know if that makes me gay or bisexual,
but it's the honest to God's truth. To me, in my
eyes, you are the most perfect creation that has ever graced
this planet. When I close my eyes, you are all I see. Sometimes,
when I am fucking some woman, it is you who I fantasize about
fucking. I can't explain it, it just happens. When
I eat some girl's ass, it's your ass I think about,
not theirs. I don't know if that makes me sick or what,
but no matter how hard I try to control it, it is you who are
always on my mind. So, that's it in a nutshell...I am
so sorry!"

Gary sat there and listened to every shaking word as it spewed
from my quivering mouth. I sat there awaiting his response,
thinking the entire time that he would scream for me to get
the fuck out of his house and never come back. The silence
was tormentingly excruciating. We just sat there, both
in silence, with me shaking like a leaf caught in a wild hurricane.
Our eyes were glued to each other and I watched him brush
away tears with his right hand. I thought that they might
be tears of anger, or at least, up until he broke the evil
silence, "Shawn, I didn't know...I simply had no clue
you felt that way about me. I guess I am kind of flattered
that you sort of feel that way towards me...I honestly don't
know. But, I am glad to know that! Shawn, you're not
the only one who has been living with a secret ripping heavily
into your heart. I too have a confession. I've never
been laid, but just like you, I have fantasized about having
sex with another man. Not just any man, but a man just like
you!"

His last sentence caused my thumping heart in my throat
to falter its way back into its proper place. The blood circulating
in my head causing me too feel dizzy, rushed back into my
body. As if on a perfectly timed cue, we both stood up in unison
and if time was fast forwarded, I found myself standing
toe to toe, looking down into Gary's angelic priceless
face and our lips tightly sealing around one anther as our
probing and exploring tongues frolicked freely into the
others fiery hot mouth.

As our tongues roamed the others mouth, our hands explored
our backs. Gary's flesh scorched my hand as both hands
marveled the luxury of his silky smooth backside. The joyous
taste of Gary's saliva filled my body with a new and
profound energy, causing me to hold my angel that much tighter.
My right hand eased its way down his silky smooth back, resting
itself onto both tight succulent butt cheeks, squeezing
and caressing through the jean fabric.

At that moment, time itself meant absolutely nothing to
me...just Gary and his magical body. Once again, the mild
aroma of a faint baby powder filled my lungs as my hands wildly
groped every square inch of his entire backside area. Our
bodies were so tightly pressed against one another that
my cock dug into his soothing flesh, desperately fighting
to be freed from its tight restraints.

When my tongue slipped out of his mouth, my lips and tongue
quickly devoured Gary's entire neck area, ensuring
not to miss a single fraction of an inch. The more I tasted
my dream, the more I longed to devour every square inch of
his delicious body. His hands roamed my back and teased
my butt, but no matter what, our bodies remained tightly
glued to one another.

Somewhere in time, Gary whispered, "Let's take this to my bedroom!" Without having to use any thought process, I scooped Gary
up into my arms with our tongues probing the others mouth
and carried him down the hall and into his room. Using my
right foot, I closed his door, turned, and gently placed
my gorgeous angel onto the bed on his back where I long passionate
tongue probing kiss never once missed a beat.

This time, with me laying somewhat on top of Gary, my left
hand caressed the treasure I had so long longed for. I groped
his crotch and felt his rock hard cock and wonderful cum
filled balls through his cut-offs. To me, what my left hand
was now groping was truly the treasure of a lifetime.