This story is based on a real dream I had and has been a fantasy of mine for quite some time. I hope you enjoy it.
All characters are over 18.
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About a month ago I had a dream. It fucked with my head. I spent a week or more just trying to figure out what it meant. I was confused and unsure of what to do about it. After another week I'd decided that it meant nothing and I'd just forget about it.
The problem was that I couldn't forget about it. It wouldn't go away. It would keep popping into my head at all times. I had the dream more and more often. I was jerking off multiple times a day thinking about it. I was confused by what it meant. I'd never had thoughts like these before and I'd only ever been with women sexually. Why was I having this dream?
I had to talk to someone about it, but I wasn't sure who. The best option was probably my roommate John. We've never really talked about sex before.
John and I have been friends forever. We played basketball together in high school. We didn't plan it but we ended up going to the same college, so we've been roommates for the last three years.
I was pretty sure he wouldn't judge me and I just needed to get it off my mind and maybe having someone tell me that it didn't mean anything would do that for me. I hope.
I'd resolved to tell him on Friday night, I'd probably need a few drinks to work up the nerve to talk about this.
Thursday night, I had just finished jerking off in my room (thinking about this dream of course). I went out to get some water and stop by John's room on my way back.
I went to the kitchen and filled my glass with ice and water and when I turned around John was right there. Scared me half to death and I almost dropped my glass.
"What's got you so jumpy?" He said as he opened the freezer.
"Nothing, was just in my little world there for a second," which was true and I couldn't stop it. I had to ask him, my heart was racing a mile a minute but I was able to get the words out, "Hey man you got any plans tomorrow night?"
"Not really, probably just hanging out around here after work." He said.
"Cool me too, wanna have some beers and watch some movies or play some Madden or something?"
"Sure. I'll be home around 7." He finished filling his cup and went back to his room.
I followed shortly behind and went to my room. My heart was still racing, I had to do this, I had to talk to someone.
I'd already jerked off so I fell asleep rather easily that night. And of course, I had the dream again. I woke up hard as a rock. Determined not to let this control me, I decided not to jerk it, no orgasm as a result of the dream.
John had already left for work by the time I'd gotten up and around. I took a cold shower and tried to keep my mind occupied with video games and movies. I made a few phone calls. The day just seemed to be dragging along.
I decided to calm my nerves a bit and got a beer around 5 pm. I played video games on my computer then went to watch a movie in the living. When John got home around 7:10 pm I had already had about 4 beers and was feeling quite buzzed.
"I see you got a head start, let me get changed and we play Madden or something." He said as he walked through the living room.
When he came out he was wearing a t-shirt and some basketball shorts, the same as me. He went to the fridge and grabbed a beer for himself and tossed me one.
I chugged the one I already and opened the new one.
"Damn, you suck at Madden sober, I can't imagine how bad you'll be drunk." He joked and sat down on the other end of the couch.
By the end of our third game and my 8th beer I was pretty buzzed and just came out with it.
