Day Dream

A/N: I had this random little thought while day dreaming and decided to write it out... Just a one shot, quick little thing...

    Just a sound... a moan escaping from the lips of the boy sleeping next to him was all it took for him to grow painfully hard. Fred's brow began to sweat as his cock pressed up against his now uncomfortably tight pants.

    Just a little touch... just a few strokes...

    Fred slid his hand down the front of his pajama bottoms, his fingers greeting his cock like an old familiar friend, slipping into the pre-cum already forming at the tip.

    The boy beside him moaned again and the sound sent shivers up Fred's spine.

    His lips... his tongue...

    He imagined the boys mouth closing around his cock, his warm wet tongue spiraling around him, teasing that spot he knew drove him wild.

    Yes... that's it...

    Fred's hand worked himself at the same pace he imagined the boy's mouth would.

    His fingers loose and taunting, just like the boy's mouth would be.

    Gliding his free hand up over the contours of his chest and into his hair, just like the other boy would have done.

    Oh yes... yes... just like that...

    His breathing became heavier, his panting deeper, the loose taunting grip on his shaft grew tighter.

    Yes... please... yes...

    He licked his lips and a blush broke out over him, his temperature rising. Sweat dripped off of him and his skin growing slick. He grabbed a fist full of his hair and tugged roughly at it.

    Mmm... don't stop...

    Sweat trickled down the back of his neck. His pace quickened and his hips moved in rhythm with his hand.

    A voice in his head, sounding just like his spoke softly, 'I want you...' it said in a seductive purr. 'I want you so badly...'

    Fred bit back a gasp of delight, biting down on his bottom lip. He trembled, this voice washed over him again, sending stabs of pleasure into his groin, '... I want all of you.'

    Yes... tell me how you want it...

    He grinned to himself, his slick cock gliding easily through his fingers as he continued to stroke it. 'I want it hard...'  the voice said, barely above a whisper as it seemed to melt right into his ear.

    How hard do you want it?

    His hands shook and trembled, his legs began to spasm. 'As hard as you can give it to me...' the voice replied.

    Oh god...

    It was enough to send Fred over the edge. He cried out, clutching his cock tightly as it pulsated, pumping his seed all over his stomach. His back arched inwards and his shoulders squeezed forward.

    Yes...

    His head thumped back into his pillow, his heart beat racing in his chest and his breathing is shallow gasps. The final shocks of completion radiating through him.

    "Fred?" a voice whispered from beside him.

    "Yeah?"

    "You alright?"

    "I'm fine... go back to sleep, Georgie" Fred whispered back.

    I'm just fine.