Bad Dream

I gently reach over your hip to hold your twitching cock in my hand, soothing sounds dripping from my lips into your ear, easing you out of the dream that has you lurching and whimpering, and into consciousness. Moaning, you lean back into me and I hold you. It’s the middle of the night and you’re rock hard in my hand and I suddenly need you inside me. You seem to know and share the need in these first moments of wakefulness. As I roll away, you follow and I’m suddenly under you, and we are both groaning as you impale me in the private darkness of 3am, fucking me deeply until our passions are drenching the sheets. You fall, like old growth timber, heavily, beside me, spent and boyish in your sounds and the needy way you reach for me. I whisper that you’re my good boy and I smile because you’re already asleep again.


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