Billy
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Slowly his body relaxed, his mind slowly growing drowsy as he lay there, content with
the strange new feeling that had so suddenly engulfed him. He may only have
been 16 but he felt like he had just walked the aisle and that there would
never be any turning back for him.
Billy woke up to hear water running and he sat up in bed, staring out and around the
room. He glanced over to the computer and saw it still flashing, realizing
that it was still on. He looked around and saw off to one side a stack of
clothes and he smiled, realizing that it really hadn’t been a dream. Mike
was here, it was Mike that he had taken and that it had all been real.
Quickly he tossed off the sheet, and took a deep breath. He could still smell him and
his head turned towards the bathroom and the running water. Well, what was
good enough for last night certainly was worth a second effort this morning.
Billy scampered off, his feet softly pounding on the carpet as he walked
into the bathroom to see Mike’s figure against the shower door.
He stood there, staring at the opaque glass doors, seeing the shadowy figure as it
twisted and turned to wash. God, he was even hot looking when you couldn’t
even see his outline. Billy could feel his penis jerk and he looked down to
see himself fully aroused once again. Shit, he had a raging hard on again
and he knew that the reason was just behind those glass doors.
Billy reached out towards the shower door and stopped. Was he pushing this? Maybe he
had imagined the sex last night, maybe it had been a wishful dream after all
and if he went inside, shit was it real? He stood there, wondering if maybe
he should just go back and wait in the bedroom.
He stood there, staring at the shadowy figure as it moved under the misty spray. Billy
could feel his groin, the way his cock was shifting with each movement of
Mike’s figure under the shower. His eyes were glued to the shower, seeing
the arms moving, the thin frame outlined perfectly in the swirling mist of
the hot water.
His heart ached as he stared, wondering if last night was just that, last night or if
maybe his dreams were really coming true. It had been so long since he had
even dared think of something as pleasant as having a relationship, and to
think that it might be with Mike was way out of his grasp, or so he thought
until now.
The mist swirled
around and came up over the top of the shower, filling the rather large
bathroom with its heat and its warmth, all of which only made Billy think of
last night, and how good it felt to be in Mike’s arms. The way Mike had
not run, when he had
blurted out
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