This story includes homosexual content. If it is illegal for you to read such material or if such material offends you, read no further. The characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.
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The previous part ended:
Matt kissed Jim's neck and whispered, "It's your turn. Make
love to me like you do in your dreams."
A Dream Come True - Part 2
by Mark Writer
I rolled Matt onto his back, embraced him and kissed him like I had dreamed of doing hundreds of times. It was hard to believe my dreams had become reality. I ran my hands over Matt's well-toned body. It was real. I was not dreaming. It was Matt's muscular chest pressed against mine, Matt's arms around my back.
I anxiously kissed my way down his tanned chest, paying special attention to his firm, dark nipples, licking and nipping at each one. My exploring lips and tongue found a trail of sparse hairs sprouting from the center of Matt's sculpted chest and followed it down his firm abdomen to his puckered belly button. I kissed his cute navel and probed it with my tongue.
"Mmmmm," Matt moaned. "Jim, that tickles," he giggled and pushed my head lower until his firm manhood nudged my cheek and my chin rested in his dark thick pubic hairs.
I slid my hand between his legs caressing and fondling his warm, smooth scrotum as my lips pecked kisses down his pulsing member. Matt groaned and raised his hips until his engorged cock was just inches from my face. I grasped its hard shaft and ran my tongue around its glistening mushroom head, tasting for the first time Matt's sweet precum. I smiled at Matt and licked my lips.
"Mmmmm tasty, Matt," I said. "May I please have more?"
Matt gripped the sheets and mumbled, "Yes...Jim...Ohhh...Yes."
I parted my lips and engulfed Matt's stiff manhood, savoring every warm, firm inch as it entered my hungry mouth. Then, as in countless fantasies, I slid my lips up and down its length, stroking its underside with my tongue. I was in ecstasy. I was actually sucking Matt's cock. It was fantastic--better than I ever dreamed.
Hoping to give Matt as much pleasure as his awesome blowjob had given me, I zealously sucked and licked his hard tool and toyed with his balls for several minutes. Then I felt his balls draw tight against his body. Afraid he was about to orgasm and not wanting this to end so soon, I removed his cock from my mouth and focused my attention on his tight balls. I kissed and lick his ball sac, then mouthed and tongue washed each ball, causing Matt to moan in pleasure.
Then I raised his legs and attacked the area below his ball sac. I licked it and fluttered my tongue across it. Matt quickly grabbed his knees, pulling his legs back and spreading his butt cheeks to allow me better access.
I continued to lick Matt's sensitive perineum from his balls to his pink puckered hole, each time my tongue moving nearer and nearer to his tempting love hole. The temptation eventually became too much, and I ran my tongue up each side of his inviting butt crack and around its puckered opening. Soon, I felt his little rose bud contract and heard Matt sigh.
"Oh, Jim that feels wonderful," he whispered. "Don't stop."
I flicked my tongue around and across the entrance to his love tunnel until I felt it relax. Then I pressed with my stiffened tongue and felt it slowly enter his warm hole.
"Oh, yeah, Jim!" Matt panted. "Tongue fuck me!"
My tongue fucked in and out of Matt's tight hole as my hands gently caressed his balls and cock. I could tell he was on the edge. His balls were drawn tight, and his cock was as hard as concrete. I ran a finger across his piss slit. It was leaking a steady stream of precum. I collected some on my fingers.
"Put your legs down and roll on your side," I told Matt.
I lifted one of his legs over my shoulder and took his hard cock into my mouth. I rubbed my gooey finger over his butt hole. Matt moaned and sighed as I lovingly sucked his straining cock and massaged his virgin hole. Soon my precum-slick finger entered Matt's love hole. I continued to suck and lick his hard cock as I carefully pushed my finger deeper into his tight tunnel. My exploring finger soon located Matt's magic button. I gently pressed it and felt his cock quickly respond, growing even stiffer in my mouth. In seconds, Matt grunted, his dick throbbed, and my mouth was flooded with his sweet nectar.
The taste of Matt's warm, thick cum was delicious as it gushed onto my tongue, filling my mouth. I hastily swallowed as his twitching cock continued to spurt. I captured and held the final spurts of cum in my mouth and savored its creamy taste and texture.
When Matt's orgasm ended, I sat up and looked into his smiling face. I opened my cum-filled mouth, swished his white nectar about with my tongue, then swallowed and said, "Mmmmmm, Matt, it taste better than I ever imagined."
Matt pulled me to him and kissed my lips. "That was unbelievable," he said. "You made me feel like I've never felt before."
"So did you, Matt," I said. "Like I told you, you were fantastic. I was just trying to give you as much pleasure as you gave me."
"Well, Jim, you succeeded. That was something I'll never forget."
"You're right. I'll always remember this night, too."
We held each other tightly in a long, hot kiss.
When our kiss ended, I propped myself on an elbow and looked into Matt's eyes. "Now, lover, tell me where you learned to give a fantastic blowjob like that."
"Huh? What?" Matt asked, blushing bright red.
"That wasn't your first. I want to know who to think for teaching you so well."
Matt snapped, "And I guess you expect me to believe that was the first head you ever gave?"
"Cool down, Matt," I said, rubbing his heaving chest. "I love you, dude. It's OK. And you're right, that wasn't my first either."
Matt looked into my eyes. "It doesn't matter, Jim. I love you."
I sat up and said, "It doesn't matter to me either. But, if we're not honest and open, we'll wonder about this forever."
"I guess so, Jim," Matt said as he sat facing me. "It's not easy, though."
"Then let me go first," I said. "You know my roommate, Blake?"
"Yeah, you been suckin' him?" Matt snapped.
"Just listen, Matt," I said. "You remember the little room me and Blake had in the dorm before we rented the apartment? The beds were only about a foot apart, not very private. We always knew when each other was jacking off. Well, one night about two weeks into the quarter, Blake was out with his latest girlfriend. I thought I'd take advantage of the time alone and jerk off. When I was right in the middle of it, in walks Blake.
"'I think I'll join ya,' he said. 'That cock teaser wouldn't put out.'
"Then he strips off his clothes and starts pounding away. In a few minutes, he looks over and says, 'I was hopin' to get a good blowjob tonight. Bet you'd like one, too, wouldn't ya?'
"I told him that sounded good to me. In a flash he was on his knees by my bed. Then he grabbed my cock and started to suck it like crazy. It was my first blowjob, and I was so excited and shocked that I didn't even try to stop him. I just let him suck me, and in no time I shot a huge load in his mouth. Then he asked me to suck him. I felt like I owed him, so I did.
"We've been helping each other out like that now and then ever since. It turns out Blake is bi, and he still chases pussy. It's not like we're lovers or anything."
Matt didn't say anything. He just stared down at the bed.
"Matt, he's not my lover. It was just sex. You understand don't you?" I asked. "I'm almost nineteen, Hell, I'm at my sexual peak. I'm not about to pass up a blowjob."
"Sure, Jim, I understand," Matt said and punched my shoulder. "Hey, I'm a horny college dude, too."
"I thought you would. You should, after the stories I heard in high school about you and Debbie Wills."
"Jim, that's just what those were...STORIES!" Matt yelled. "Debbie started most of them herself to keep up her wild cheerleader image. The most I ever got from her was a hand job, and she wasn't very good at that."
"Matt, I don't get it then. Why did you put up with her?"
"Don't you see, like Deb said, it helped us both. She was tired of fighting off the sex hungry jocks she had dated, and I never tried anything with her. She was safe dating me. She told me there was talk that I must be gay because I didn't date girls, and dating her stopped the talk."
"It worked with me. Dating her and those rumors about you two convinced me you were straight. That's one reason I never told you that I loved you."
Tears came to Matt's eyes. He leaned in and kissed me.
"Did Debbie know you were gay?" I asked.
"She probably figured I was," Matt said. "She never asked me, and I never told her."
"Well, you still haven't told me where you learned to give awesome blowjobs."
Matt looked frightened. Tears ran down his cheeks.
I hugged him and rubbed his back. "Don't cry Matt. It's OK," I said "You don't have to tell me. I don't care."
Matt dried his eyes and asked, "Jim, if I tell you, promise not to do anything crazy. Just help me figure out a way to end it."
"I promise, Matt. End what?"
Matt sighed deeply. "Brad is blackmailing me and making me give him blowjobs."
"Your cousin, Brad? I thought you were friends."
"Jim, he's not really my cousin. Brad was adopted."
"Yeah, I forgot. How is Brad blackmailing you?"
"Jim, you're right, Brad was a good friend till last summer. He was home from college, and I stayed at his house while my folks went on a cruise. Uncle Bill is a rich real estate tycoon, and they have that big mansion outside of town with a swimming pool and all."
I said, "I know, I've been there. How's he blackmailing you?"
"One night my aunt and uncle were out. Brad found some vodka and made us drinks, and we watched a porn flick. Before long we were both drunk and jacking off, watching a girl suck this guys big dick. Brad said he bet I missed Debbie doing that to me. I nodded. He kept asking me how good she was and stuff like that. Finally I told him those were lies that she never did that. I told him what I just told you about me and Debbie. Then I ask him if he could keep a secret. He said he could, and I told him I was gay and secretly in love with you. He asked if I had ever sucked a guy. I told him I hadn't yet, and he tried to get me to suck him. Then he said if I didn't, he'd tell my dad and uncle that I was gay and tried to suck his dick. I was afraid he would do it, so I gave Brad a blowjob. He said it wasn't the best he'd had, but he'd give me plenty more practice. He did, too. He made me give him blowjobs all summer. Then when I came to college, he made me live here with him, so he could have me suck him whenever he wanted."
"That damn bastard," I said. "Just move out, Matt. Move in with me."
"I would love to live with you, Jim. But, he'll just call my dad, and tell him all kinds of stuff. I don't want dad to find out I'm gay from Brad."
"Then we'll have to tell our folks first. I'll drive us home, and we'll surprise our folks with a weekend visit. If we leave by five o'clock, we'll be home by ten. Brad will probably be in bed with that blonde till at least noon. He won't even miss you."
"You'd do that for me? I love you, Jim," Matt said and kissed my cheek. "You said our folks. You gonna come out to your mom?"
"Matt, we both have to tell our folks sooner or later, and now seems like a good time to me," I said. "Why don't we treat our parents to dinner at a restaurant and tell them together."
"Yes, Jim, let's do it together," Matt agreed. "But I don't know how dad and mom will take it. What will your mom say?"
"Matt, if our parents love us, they will still love us. And I'm sure our parents love us."
"Yes, Jim, our parents love us."
End of Part 2 ----- Please e-mail and let me know how you like the story. I appreciate your comments, good or bad, and reply to each one. markwriter629@hotmail.com