He didn't want to lie to her. He didn't think he could lie to Sammy. "No... uh, not really." What do you mean?" she asked carefully."I don't know for ...ure." He looked up at her, resuming eye contact. "If you... I hope you won't think I'm crazy. I had a kind of... dream. And... she was in it. But I'm not sure what it meant."'Oh, god, ' thought Sammy. 'Did he have the same dream I did?'"Oh," she replied aloud, trying hard not to freak out; trying to make it just another conversation."Sammy.... My cock, and though quite small, was poking up and outward against the fabric of my baggy undershorts. I pulled the elastic waistband down far enough to let my cock spring out into the open air. I silently began stroking it. Up, and then down, up, and then down; and as I did, there came that tingling, exciting pleasure, that I enjoyed so much. I watched myself in the large mirror above the sink in front of me; my small cock head bobbing slightly, up and down, as I held it loosely in my hand.. I slammed my cock into her throat as fast and hard as I could. In and out! Faster! Harder! Faster! Harder! Slam! Slam! The bed started moving until it hit the wall. Slam! Bang! Slam! The headboard was bouncing off the wall, and even though it was cinder block it still caused the room to move and shake. Pictures fell off the desk. Slam! Harder! Faster! More! The bed sounded like it was going to break apart from the impacts. Bang! Sweat was flying off of me. I thought I was killing her, but her. At first I was nervous as hell and not sure what to do but at the same time I realized my heart was racing and my cock was starting to swell in my jeans. So I didn't do anything, I sat there pretending not to notice and just watched the movie all the while feeling his hand creep its way up my leg. Well in what seemed like forever but in reality was only a few minutes; Rick had his hand on my crotch and was now rubbing my rock hard cock through my jeans. I had never done anything with a guy.