I wake up within a dream and it's very dark in my bedroom. Something has woken me, but I'm not sure what. I hear very slight creaks in the floorboards. Did I just hear something, or is it my imagination? I can't be sure, but I'm afraid. I start to think that I didn't hear anything. After all, the sound was so soft that I could have easily been mistaken. I start to allow myself to fall back asleep, and then there is the sound again, yet, this time it is louder. There is no mistaking it this time, that was a sound. I am even more afraid.
I'm lying on my belly and clutching my pillow. After a few minutes, I start to realize how silly I am being. No one is in my room; obviously, it was just the sound of the floorboards creaking. This happens sometimes, it's due to the AC kicking on or the wooden floorboards absorbing humidity in the air, or some such shit. I don't know, but it's nothing.
I wait a few minutes, and then I hear nothing again. Shall I allow myself to fall back to sleep? Of course, I should, I am not this silly and I am not a child. I start to ease back into sleep, but before I can, the foot of the bed starts to sink like a weight is pressing down on it. Is that normal? Why would this happen? I don't understand and I am confused. My mind races for an explanation, and then it hits me. It must be because someone has crawled onto my bed, the same person who was making the floorboards creak.
That's insane, why would someone be in my room late at night? The damn door is locked after all. It can't be, it can't be, it cannot be. But then I feel the mattress pressing down all around me, and then I feel the warmth of someone's breath against the left side of my face.
"Shh, I won't be long. There isn't much I want, and I'll be gone soon," said the stranger in a soothing voice.
Dear God, what the hell is happening?! Oh no, my sanctuary has been violated! This is the one place where I truly feel safe and there is this stranger in the room with me. "I don't understand, what do you want from me? I have money, take that!" I said desperately.
The pause of a few seconds for an answer felt like forever, but then it came. "I don't want your money, I want much more than that," the stranger said in a now somewhat seductive voice.
What the hell does that mean? What does he want?! Now, the stranger's stubble begins to lightly scrape against my cheek. It's just enough to cause electric feelings to run across my entire body, like an ASMR reaction. I am completely vulnerable and with no defenses.
"Be still and let me have what I came for, I know you'll love it if you give it a chance," he said almost hypnotically.
I begin to feel my pants being pulled down and then my boxers. I am strangely aroused just a bit, but I can't fathom why. Is it the ASMR reaction I got from the whiskers across my face? Perhaps, it is the cool air of the room against my now bare buttocks?
The stranger is back on top of me, he gave me no time to move. Or did he? He was off me for a minute or two whilst removing my pants and boxers. Why didn't I run for it? No time to think, something is sliding against my butt cheeks, toying with me. Is it a gun? Please tell me this stranger doesn't have a gun. Its edge is just slipping between my cheeks ever so slightly back and forth. But, it's not quite as hard as a gun, and it's making me feel aroused. I can feel my penis growing underneath me. It's aching and it wants something, but I'm not sure what.
I feel intoxicated by the slowly developing situation and I'm confused. I don't know what I want. Now, the edge of this item begins to press into the crack of my butt cheeks. It wants in. I don't want that. I don't think I want that. Why would I want that? It doesn't make any sense. Whatever it is, it shouldn't be there, not between my butt cheeks. What is it? My mind isn't working and I can't logic my way out of this.
