It was Friday, the day before spring break. Billy jumped out of bed before his alarm clock rang. He looked around his room to make sure it was clean. He wanted everything to be in order for when his best friend Tommy arrived this evening. This would be the second weekend he spent with the boy and Billy was a bundle of nerves.

The last time they spent a weekend together, they ran from one extreme emotion to another. They were happy, they were horny, and they were so mad at one another that they did not speak for half a day. Billy wanted to do everything in his power to insure that they skipped the third emotion.

He reminded himself of the things he had promised to do differently this time. He would not do anything to make Tommy uncomfortable. This included the "gay boy" routine he tried last time that did nothing but make Tommy uncomfortable. He would be extra careful not to walk in on Tommy while he was showering. This made him the maddest of all. Billy thought about this a moment, he thought about Tommy's smallish balls and the penis that Billy could not get out of his mind. Though he had not actually seen it, he knew it was small. He could feel it when he had put his hand down Tommy's pants and again when he fondled the boy in his sleep. Billy reminded himself about how miserable he had been for two straight days as he worried that Tommy would hate him for the way he had acted during their sleepover. Billy had good news to share with Tommy and he just knew that this news would inspire Tommy to come around more often.

Billy stripped off his clothing and ran to the shower. He was not going to be late for school today; he could not wait to see Tommy standing in the hall in his usual place as he waited for Billy. He could not wait to see Tommy as he had every day since he moved away. Billy still had made no friends in his new neighborhood, most of the kids here were younger than he was and he really did not feel the need to play big brother.

As the hot water ran across Billy's shoulders and down his smooth body, he again drifted into a memory of him and Tommy. He thought of the time that he had walked in on Tommy. Only this time he could see himself walking over to the boy. Tommy stood with the towel in front of him as Billy moved closer and slowly lowered the towel, never breaking eye contact. He looked into Tommy's sapphire blue eyes and was instantly lost in them. Tommy looked back with uncertainty as Billy pulled the towel from his hands and let it fall to the floor. Billy leaned closer and gently brushed his lips against Tommy's, he heard the boy let out a sigh. Billy pulled Tommy's bronzed body to him and Tommy threw his arms around Billy as they embraced. Billy could feel Tommy's hardness against his own erection. The two boys began to gently rub against one another as their tongues took turns probing the other's mouth.

Billy suddenly snapped back to reality as he realized that he had exploded across the wall of the shower. He leaned his head against the wall and caught his breath as the hot water ran down his back. Billy began to hurriedly wash himself to ensure that he did not miss his bus. The entire ride to school he thought of Tommy and a huge smile ran across his face.

The day went by very slowly and the only positives were when he was with Tommy. Tommy did not seem as excited as Billy was about the sleepover, but Billy did not let that get him down. He knew that as long as he did not do anything stupid, that the two boys would have a great time. The only thing that worried him was how Tommy would sleep. The boy claimed that he did not sleep well the last time that he had stayed with Billy. Billy thought of Tommy sleeping through the many ministrations he put the boy through. He thought of when he had finally found the nerve to taste Tommy's most private parts. He thought to himself that if that did not wake the boy up then he must have been pretty sound asleep. Therefore he had to have slept pretty well. Billy then reminded himself of how offish Tommy was the next morning and he, again, thought that just maybe Tommy was not asleep at all. But if he was not asleep then he had to have known what was happening and if he had hated it that much then how come he continued to be friends with Billy? Billy realized that he was as confused as he was on the millions of other occasions that he had run these same questions through his head. The bottom line was that he was going to make sure that Tommy had a great time and wanted to stay more often. Billy could not help but think about Tommy. The mere sight of the boy turned him on, but it also filled him with warmth he had never felt before. Billy was willing to be nothing more than friends with Tommy if that was all they could be. When the day ended he sat quietly on the bus on a seat by himself. He ran home and then stripped down and took a shower. He looked the house over again and made sure he had everything in order. His father had bought him a new video game and he had not even opened it. He knew Tommy would like it and they would spend the entire night playing it together. His mother ran him through the usual routine and he nodded in the right places even though he was only half listening. His mind was on Tommy and Tommy only.

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