Laugh

"What, see too total studs fucking and you couldn't help but touch yourself, fucking pathetic," you say laughing. You stand up and stand over him. "Now you heard Milo, you tell anyone what you saw and we will be **** to tell them about how you finger blasted your pussy watching us in the hallway." You look down at him, your dick obstructing your view of part of his head. damn, your wet dream really made Joshua packin' heat. You couldn't help but think about how it would feel if this was real, and if Joshua were to really fuck you, like he did with Milo.

"I swear, I wont tell," the man looked up at you. Impulsively, you popped a squat over the man's face, your ass lining up with his mouth.

"Eat my ass fucker, no free shows." you say, you feel his warm breathe against your hole. He is in shock and so is Milo, but neither says anything. You can see a hard on forming on Milo, but he quickly covers it up and leaves. The man beneath you is motionless. "Do it faggot," you repeat, pushing your hole down so it touches his face. This time he does start licking it, teasing it. You see him get hard once more.

"That's what a real man's ass tastes like, not some fag pussy like yours." you say, "Fuck yeah, those lips of yours were made to eat fucking ass." you say. This eggs him on, you feel him eating your hole more vigorously. "Holy fuck you're a **** little pig," you get off him, opting to sit on his stomach.

"Yeah, you want to fuck my manhole don't you, you little pussy slut. You wanna know what its like to fuck a real man," you put your hands on his chest, feeling his pecs. You don't know why you were being so verbally abusive. Maybe because you knew this was a dream and you could get away with it. "It turns you on when I talk to you like you're nothing doesn't it."

"Yes sir," he says furrowing his brow. _Yes sir? _You hadn't even asked for him to call you sir, but you liked it.

"Yes sir," you grab his neck, applying pressure, "So **** to be dominated I see. So **** to do what I tell you. "You move your hips back towards his erect cock. "You want me to be your master? You wanna be my little cock ****?" you say and he moans a stifled yes. "You're so fucking pathetic," you say moving your hole over the cock, "So **** to fuck a real man, you'd trade your freedom over to him just for a few minutes of pleasure." you press down and feel the man's cock slowly fill you up. Joshua's hole was tight, even after the foreplay. You couldn't believe how vivid this dream was, how stuffed you were feeling in it.

"Grovel, tell me how thankful you are to fuck my man cunt." you say, wincing as you push back down on the dick.

"I'm thankful daddy, thank you so much," he says, Daddy, that threw you for a loop, if anything he was the older one out of the two of you.

"Daddy? You think I'd want a pathetic little fag like you for a son." you say slapping him.

"I'm sorry," he apologizes, his face contorting into a moan. You feel a sudden warmth in your ass.

"Oh yeah..." he says but you cut him off, standing up.

"You came that fucking quickly," you say, "Who said you could finish before me." Before the man could answer, you walk out of the sauna into the changing room.

"If you want a ride home mijo, you need to get going," Milo said tapping his foot in the corner. He pointed at a locker impatiently.

"Don't worry, I'll be quick," you say opening the locker. Inside you see a t-shirt and some shorts. You mutter under your breathe "Joshua should really get better clothes. He can't keep wearing what he did in middle school.

"Did you deal with that guy in the sauna?" Milo said, avoiding eye contact.

"That faggot was pathetic, just wanted to be used," you say sliding Joshua's clothes on and closing the locker. You follow Milo out of the room. It was a gym you recognized seeing from the street but had never been in. It was strange that your dream made you think Joshua went here. Milo presses something on his car keys and a jeep lights up. _This was one vivid dream. You thought to yourself ...and it just keeps going?_

You sit in the passenger's seat and Milo turns on the radio, beginning to drive. He is silent, likely a little weirded out from the sauna and trying to focus on driving. No matter, you pull out Joshua's phone.