Dreaming A Reality

By jetblacknewyear

There he goes again, another lunch break spent chatting to everyone. Who WASN’T this guy friends with? Sometimes I wish he’d ignore everyone and come straight for me.

Springtime lunch periods seemed like our whole school was outside, eating, smoking, or getting in fights. During our lunch breaks we’d head outside and lean against a fence in what seemed to be an orderly fashion each break. I made sure my group was near Chris, the fun-loving guy that was everyone’s friend. Chris was a big guy for his age, 19, almost 300lbs, and his big frame spreading all that weight out evenly. To look at him you knew he was smooth under all that clothing. His belly hung over his belt so perfectly, and his smile was just so warming that you knew you could hug him forever. All of this wishing and hoping was always crushed whenever his girlfriend ran up and threw her arms around him. She was your typical bitch, the kind that spent your money and moved on. I had no idea what Chris saw in her, as did everyone who knew her. It seemed everyday she’d smile and he'd empty his pockets just to make her happy.

Sitting on the sidelines of this filled me up with jealousy, but there was nothing I could do. I had known since grade 9 that I had no interest in the female gender, but I was too afraid to come out and tell anyone. High school students can be incredibly mean and to make themselves look better, make fun of the weak and the ones who were different. So there I sat, every lunch period, gawking at what could never be, and wishing for more of it.

My luck changed in my last year there. Chris and I happened to be in the same class together, so I was naturally ecstatic. The guy who I thought about and dreamt of every night was now next to me for 5 months. One thing punched this opportunity in the face, and that was Jessica, his girlfriend. It turns out that she transferred into the class because she wanted to be with Chris in the last semester of school, before summer time and college spread them apart (or what MIGHT spread them apart). Day after day I had to listen to her giggling and complaining about her new manicure that went wrong and she didn't like it. As I could tell by her non-stop bitching, she didn't like it at all.

About a week into the course Chris was having problems. This was Communication Technology class, and he needed a group of 4 to be in for the semester for filming and editing, and so far it was only him and his girlfriend. I jumped at the chance. We couldn't find a fourth person, so our teacher let us be the only group of three.

For our first project, we had to film a 30 second commercial, so I voted that Chris be the main actor of it, because the rest of us were pretty horrible, and his bitch didn't want to work. Our video was about drugs, and Chris was selling, "Mr. Poppity Pipitty Pills", pills that made you cooler after taking them. It was fun because I got to walk around and just film this sweet guy around with a camera for an hour.

A bit later, class was over and we didn't have it all filmed, so he said we could film more after school and edit it at his house if we had wanted. I was shocked and amazed at that statement, and I had to stop thinking about what COULD happen, and reply to him. For the rest of the day, that's all I could think about, "sitting with Chris in his room". I was distracted all day and had to keep my hard-on down.

After school I went to the smoking area and found him, eyeing him up and down, not believing that I was going to hang out with him all night. We got to his house and his parents had dinner on the table ready for when we came in after a bit of filming. His parents were very nice, and his house was huge. They explained to us that they had to leave us alone tonight because they were going out to Chris's little sister's play.

They left for the night and me and Chris were just watching some TV, calming our stomachs down from a very large meal. He got up and said he had to go change into some clothes to shoot the video, and he wanted to show me his computer in a minute. I let him go as my mind ran wild. Something told me this would never happen, but I'm optimistic. Very optimistic at this point. All of a sudden I hear my name being called, so I got prepared to get a lecture on the new computer components he always buys to upgrade. I got up to his room and found my eyes treated to a delicious meal of Chris. He stood there with no shirt on, holding two of them up on hangers and asked, "Which one? Red, or blue?". I stood in disbelief and thought, "I have to be dreaming, this isn't real. It's way to perfect to be real." but it was. His stomach hung over his belt, he was completely smooth with not one hair on his chest, and he just looked so perfect, just like in every fantasy I have ever had, starring him. He asked again, snapping me out of my Chris Oasis, and I chose the red one, it was a bit tighter, and I enjoyed seeing him in a tight shirt.

Then he did something I didn't expect. He looked down for a minute and then looked back up saying, "Or would you just like me shirtless?" My jaw dropped, as he walked closer to me. He said, "I know you've been looking at me for a long time. You thought you were always being so sneaky with it. But I know" and with that he kissed me hard. This all wasn't clicking into my head, I must have looked stupid just standing there. But when he hugged me tight against his big stomach, I knew this was my chance, and I kissed him back. We hugged and kissed for what seemed like hours, until he moved his hands down and started loosening my belt. I helped him a bit and then helped him with his. Our pants dropped to the floor with a thud and we stepped out of them. All I wanted to do was feel and kiss his body all over. What I had dreamed of for 4 years was finally happening, and it was all mine.

We fell onto the bed, tightly wound into each other in a passionate lock. He whispered, "I know you've wanted this for a long time, I just needed the perfect excuse to get you to my house". I looked at him and all I could do was smile. He kissed me again and said, "since you've wanted me for a long time, do what you want, and tell me what I can do for YOU, tonight is all about YOU". I replied, "I have a few ideas", and as he lay back on the bed on his back, I slowly moved down to uncover his package. I slipped his boxers off his legs and stared at his cock. 7" of pure, uncut heaven. I immediately grabbed it as he gasped and I slowly pumped it. After getting up my nerve I moved my mouth closer, gently licking the tip and getting it nice and wet around the rim, tasting his precum on contact. I went down on it about half way and gagged for a second. I tried again and I went until I could smell his small patch of pubic hair, and then back up I went. After a few strokes up and down he guided my head as me moaned in ecstasy. I knew he had done this before. He lifted me with his big arms back onto him and he said it was his turn.

He laid me on my back and took off my boxers. Grabbing my 8" hard-on in his hand he went down professional. Licking and sucking so much, I almost blew within seconds. He had DEFINATELY done this before. He spun around and we 69ed for a while, until he spun back around putting all his weight on me. His stomach felt so nice on me that I could have laid like that forever. We kissed again and he whispered, "I want to fuck you. I have always wanted to, and I think now's my chance", and he sucked on my earlobe until a sensation shot through my body that I had never felt before. He reached over to his dresser and got out some lube and a condom. He let me put on his condom cause he knew why I was here, and let me do what I wanted. He rolled me over on my stomach and said, "This may hurt a bit, and if it does, I'll stop. I never want to hurt you". He lifted me to my knees and I could feel his cock head at my ass and then I felt him push. Pain shot through my body, but soon subsided and it soon felt amazing. He started to pump in and out and I thought I was going to blow my load, he was hitting something inside I never knew existed. he pumped harder and faster, and the faster he went the closer I came to going over the edge. He said he was going to come and that moment he grabbed my rock hard cock and only pumped twice, but that did me in; he shot his load deep inside me and I shot all over his bed leading up to his pillows. I have never had an orgasm as powerful, and as meaningful as that one.

We laid down as he took the condom off and threw it in the garbage. He rolled over to me and gave me a big wet kiss. I could not believe was just happened, and what is still happening. Then I started thinking about what we do now. What was he going to do with Jessica? Did she know about him? So many things were running through my mind. I looked up and asked, "So where do we go from here? Does Jessica know about you doing this?" He looked me back in the eye and said, "We go where we want because I have never liked someone as much as I like you". I looked back as said, "And what about Jessica, are you going to hide it from her forever?" With that smile on his face he replied, "I broke up with her, I'm a free man now", and we both laughed at that, knowing how much of a bitch she was.

That was six years ago. Now Chris and I have both graduated from college in Communications Technology, we both edit movies for a living in Toronto Ontario, Canada, and we moved in with each other a year ago.

This goes to show that dreams CAN come true.