Lucid Dreams
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Adult ++
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,740
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited
Dream 1
WARNING: THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN SEX SCENES BETWEEN ADULT MALE AND YOUNG BOY. DON'T READ IF IT MAKES YOU SQUEAMISH.
DREAM 1
It was shortly after 5am when Ben finally made it to bed and pulled the blanket over his tired head. He wasn’t sure how long he had been sleeping when suddenly he felt soft hands wrapping around his manhood.
“Honey, I’m too tired now…” he mumbled, trying to ignore the feel of the soft texture on his hardening cock. “Mel?” he reached out to touch her hand.
He woke up at once when he realized it wasn’t his wife milking his cock. In fact, she wasn’t in bed with him. The room was dimly lit by the early morning gray sky and his stare fell on a young boy, who was sitting naked between his spread legs and his hands holding Ben’s fully erected cock.
Other than being stark naked, there was nothing striking in the child’s appearance. He had a fair skin, a light brown hair, and a devilish grin on his young lips. He didn’t look any older than 11 or 12.
“Hello, Benjamin.”
“Who the hell are you?” Ben tried to get away from the touch, but was unable to move. His body felt paralyzed.
“Me? I’m nobody… I’ll be whoever you want me to be,” the boy said and continued rubbing Ben’s strained cock.
“Don’t…” the man groaned. “Don’t do that… I’m not…”
The boy licked his lips. A dark gleam sparkled in his deep brown eyes and he leaned in, running his tongue on the purple cockhead.
Ben shivered as the boy continued to lick and massage his hard cock. The small nimble fingers travelled up and down the length skillfully and Ben gasped when the boy leaned in, taking the cock into his mouth, sucking on the tip. Ben couldn’t believe the small lips could stretch around such girth, but the boy soon took even more of the length, bobbing his head up and down. His fingers trickled around Ben’s testicles, feeling and squeezing gently the sac.
“Ahh… please… stop…” Ben tried to say, but his voice sounded like a whimper.
The boy raised his eyes wickedly to the man, without letting go of the large cock in his mouth.
Then Ben cried out and sprayed his hot semen in the boy’s mouth and on his face. His breath was ragged and he looked at the young boy who touched the dripping white gunk on his face, rubbing his fingers in it, before grinning at Ben and putting the cum-covered fingers in his mouth.
Ben jolted up in bed. The rising sun filled the room with bright light. Melissa, his wife, wasn’t in bed, but he could hear the water running in the shower. There was no one in the room with him and no sign of any prepubescent boy. Ben looked down at his wet PJ pants.
“A wet dream?” he muttered quietly, feeling so sick his mind could even produce such a scene with a young boy, even during sleep. He needed to forget that dream and fast.
“Ben? Did you wake up already?” his wife stepped out of the bathroom, tying her bathrobe.
He peeked at his watch. It was only 8am and he barely had any sleep. He just smiled wearily at his wife and headed on to the bathroom wordlessly.
He washed his face in the sink and raised his head to the mirror. He had dark circles under his tired eyes. At 32, his sandy hair was already silvering. It started at his temples when he was not even 30 years old. Despite that, he was still a handsome man, tall and built well. He had to keep in shape for his line of work.
Ben was 26 when he joined the FBI, spirited, ambitious and full of desire to serve his country. After the training session, he found out it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. First he was sent off to Nebraska, out of all places. Having to leave all of his family and friends behind, he played a dirty trick on his girlfriend and proposed to her before telling her where he was assigned to. As a new agent, he was assigned to an older, experienced agent, who was all but pleased having a rookie at his side and made Ben’s 24 months of probation just a little less of a living hell, with a lot of paperwork. Ben was sure the man was going to fail him and cause his dismissal. Ben, who finally started to investigate violent crimes, was all into the job to complain. But slowly became worn out. Eventually he had a career change and was assigned to the cyber division in Seattle. Other than the weather, it wasn’t such a bad change, as he now got to live next to his sister. And that’s where he had spent the last 7 months.
“Uncle Ben! Uncle Ben!” His 6 years old nephew greeted him happily when he walked to the kitchen after finishing his shower.
“No school today, Tyler?” He patted the boy’s light bond hair.
“I’m sick,” the child sighed seriously. “Mommy said you’re going to watch over me.”
Ben’s older sister, Tammy, was raising her two boys on her own. She had divorced the father of her 13 year old son Jeff, and Tyler was an unplanned accident as a result of a drunken one night stand. She was thrilled when Ben moved to the city, and right next door. Ben just didn’t realize she was thinking of free babysitting services.
“Shouldn’t you be in bed then?” Ben eyed him.
“But Melissa said you’ll make me breakfast!” the boy said and leaned on the table.
“Fine, fine. What do you want to eat? I’ll make you a peanut butter sandwich okay?” Ben said. He was never good with children, and he hasn’t seen his nephews, including his brother’s kids for years. He was glad his wife wasn’t too much into children either.
Shortly after handing the child the peanut butter and jello sandwich, he sent him off to the living room, where the kid spent the rest of the morning watching children shows while lying on the sofa. Just a few minutes of that was enough for Ben and he left for his workroom. He had to prepare for his court appearance later that day.
Melissa returned from work at the afternoon. Tyler had already fallen asleep on the couch and the TV was still playing.
Ben had almost fallen asleep on his laptop. His eyes became heavy and his head dropped. He could see that brown-haired child walking towards him, and started to panic.
“What do you want from me?” he asked as the naked child stood at his side. “Why are you in my dreams?”
“I’m waiting for you…” the child said and reached out to caress Ben’s crotch.
“Don’t!” Ben hurried to yell.
“Ben, are you okay?” Melissa rested her hand on his shoulder and he raised his head to look at her.
“You should go to bed if you’re so tired… Tyler is still sleeping.” She ran her fingers in his hair. “You haven’t slept much lately…”
“Yeah, there’s a lot of work…” Ben mumbled. He began to wonder if he could sleep again without seeing that strange boy. What was wrong with him?
“I need to get to court.” He got up and brushed his pants, he was surprised to see his fly was opened and hurried to zip it. “I’ll see you later.” He pecked a kiss on his wife’s cheek and left the room.
TBC?
DREAM 1
It was shortly after 5am when Ben finally made it to bed and pulled the blanket over his tired head. He wasn’t sure how long he had been sleeping when suddenly he felt soft hands wrapping around his manhood.
“Honey, I’m too tired now…” he mumbled, trying to ignore the feel of the soft texture on his hardening cock. “Mel?” he reached out to touch her hand.
He woke up at once when he realized it wasn’t his wife milking his cock. In fact, she wasn’t in bed with him. The room was dimly lit by the early morning gray sky and his stare fell on a young boy, who was sitting naked between his spread legs and his hands holding Ben’s fully erected cock.
Other than being stark naked, there was nothing striking in the child’s appearance. He had a fair skin, a light brown hair, and a devilish grin on his young lips. He didn’t look any older than 11 or 12.
“Hello, Benjamin.”
“Who the hell are you?” Ben tried to get away from the touch, but was unable to move. His body felt paralyzed.
“Me? I’m nobody… I’ll be whoever you want me to be,” the boy said and continued rubbing Ben’s strained cock.
“Don’t…” the man groaned. “Don’t do that… I’m not…”
The boy licked his lips. A dark gleam sparkled in his deep brown eyes and he leaned in, running his tongue on the purple cockhead.
Ben shivered as the boy continued to lick and massage his hard cock. The small nimble fingers travelled up and down the length skillfully and Ben gasped when the boy leaned in, taking the cock into his mouth, sucking on the tip. Ben couldn’t believe the small lips could stretch around such girth, but the boy soon took even more of the length, bobbing his head up and down. His fingers trickled around Ben’s testicles, feeling and squeezing gently the sac.
“Ahh… please… stop…” Ben tried to say, but his voice sounded like a whimper.
The boy raised his eyes wickedly to the man, without letting go of the large cock in his mouth.
Then Ben cried out and sprayed his hot semen in the boy’s mouth and on his face. His breath was ragged and he looked at the young boy who touched the dripping white gunk on his face, rubbing his fingers in it, before grinning at Ben and putting the cum-covered fingers in his mouth.
Ben jolted up in bed. The rising sun filled the room with bright light. Melissa, his wife, wasn’t in bed, but he could hear the water running in the shower. There was no one in the room with him and no sign of any prepubescent boy. Ben looked down at his wet PJ pants.
“A wet dream?” he muttered quietly, feeling so sick his mind could even produce such a scene with a young boy, even during sleep. He needed to forget that dream and fast.
“Ben? Did you wake up already?” his wife stepped out of the bathroom, tying her bathrobe.
He peeked at his watch. It was only 8am and he barely had any sleep. He just smiled wearily at his wife and headed on to the bathroom wordlessly.
He washed his face in the sink and raised his head to the mirror. He had dark circles under his tired eyes. At 32, his sandy hair was already silvering. It started at his temples when he was not even 30 years old. Despite that, he was still a handsome man, tall and built well. He had to keep in shape for his line of work.
Ben was 26 when he joined the FBI, spirited, ambitious and full of desire to serve his country. After the training session, he found out it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. First he was sent off to Nebraska, out of all places. Having to leave all of his family and friends behind, he played a dirty trick on his girlfriend and proposed to her before telling her where he was assigned to. As a new agent, he was assigned to an older, experienced agent, who was all but pleased having a rookie at his side and made Ben’s 24 months of probation just a little less of a living hell, with a lot of paperwork. Ben was sure the man was going to fail him and cause his dismissal. Ben, who finally started to investigate violent crimes, was all into the job to complain. But slowly became worn out. Eventually he had a career change and was assigned to the cyber division in Seattle. Other than the weather, it wasn’t such a bad change, as he now got to live next to his sister. And that’s where he had spent the last 7 months.
“Uncle Ben! Uncle Ben!” His 6 years old nephew greeted him happily when he walked to the kitchen after finishing his shower.
“No school today, Tyler?” He patted the boy’s light bond hair.
“I’m sick,” the child sighed seriously. “Mommy said you’re going to watch over me.”
Ben’s older sister, Tammy, was raising her two boys on her own. She had divorced the father of her 13 year old son Jeff, and Tyler was an unplanned accident as a result of a drunken one night stand. She was thrilled when Ben moved to the city, and right next door. Ben just didn’t realize she was thinking of free babysitting services.
“Shouldn’t you be in bed then?” Ben eyed him.
“But Melissa said you’ll make me breakfast!” the boy said and leaned on the table.
“Fine, fine. What do you want to eat? I’ll make you a peanut butter sandwich okay?” Ben said. He was never good with children, and he hasn’t seen his nephews, including his brother’s kids for years. He was glad his wife wasn’t too much into children either.
Shortly after handing the child the peanut butter and jello sandwich, he sent him off to the living room, where the kid spent the rest of the morning watching children shows while lying on the sofa. Just a few minutes of that was enough for Ben and he left for his workroom. He had to prepare for his court appearance later that day.
Melissa returned from work at the afternoon. Tyler had already fallen asleep on the couch and the TV was still playing.
Ben had almost fallen asleep on his laptop. His eyes became heavy and his head dropped. He could see that brown-haired child walking towards him, and started to panic.
“What do you want from me?” he asked as the naked child stood at his side. “Why are you in my dreams?”
“I’m waiting for you…” the child said and reached out to caress Ben’s crotch.
“Don’t!” Ben hurried to yell.
“Ben, are you okay?” Melissa rested her hand on his shoulder and he raised his head to look at her.
“You should go to bed if you’re so tired… Tyler is still sleeping.” She ran her fingers in his hair. “You haven’t slept much lately…”
“Yeah, there’s a lot of work…” Ben mumbled. He began to wonder if he could sleep again without seeing that strange boy. What was wrong with him?
“I need to get to court.” He got up and brushed his pants, he was surprised to see his fly was opened and hurried to zip it. “I’ll see you later.” He pecked a kiss on his wife’s cheek and left the room.
TBC?