Billy
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1999 ° All Rights Reserved
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
savor.
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
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