Jerry was spending a few days with his old high school buddy, Bill, and his sister, Barbara. Jerry hadn't seen Bill in years, and when he found that he would be in his town on business, he had called to say hello. Bill had insisted that he stay with
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Dear Dylan,
I never got about to sleeping on Saturday night. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. It started out innocently enough. When I saw you I just wanted to feel your arms around me. I don’t think anyone else, maybe not even you noticed you licking your lips. I wanted to kiss you so badly. You know that song, ‘You’re In My Head’ that I tried to sing? ‘Even in my dreams, I feel your skin on my skin, out of breath, each day ends like it begins’. Every-time I hear that song I think about how much I’d like to feel your body close to mine. I was trying to write all night, and all I could think about was how much I wanted you; how much I wanted to go off somewhere with you and just rip your clothes off. No one affects me like you do. All night I was thinking about you fucking my mouth, and feeling your cock against the back of my throat. It got worse the more I thought about you. I had a bottle of massage oil with me in my book bag. It may sound a little over confident of me, but you have no idea how much I dream about you. I couldn’t keep from fantasizing about covering your body with oil and feeling your cock inside of me. You really drive me crazy. I don’t know how exactly to explain it to you but just hearing your voice turns me on. I just start thinking about how you sound when we’re alone together and you say my name as you fuck my mouth. I wanted to go with you somewhere where there was no one else; put down a blanket and push you down on it, and I’m sure you could fill in the ret for yourself, but I want to tell you anyway. I wanted to ride you all night long, make you scream my name. I wanted to lick your cock clean after words. You know, I’ve missed seeing you as much as I used to. I don’t mean hanging out with you around everyone else, I mean when you’d call me and we’d go out by the water and I’d come home way to late. I want to go off with you tonight. I want to drive you crazy. I want to stroke your cock until you beg me to climb on top of you. I want to fuck you so good that the memory will make your cock stiff. I just want you..
Dreaming of you,
Jessie
