Tyrone joins you in bed

You are lost in a wild haze of different dreams, the confusion of the day and the shocking end to it now even finding their way into your nightmares. You wake up multiple times during the first hour of sleep, panting and in heat, unsure what exactly you just dreamed about and wether it was good or bad… you just knew it was sexual. Finally, after the fifth nightmare in a row you finally manage to get some decent sleep, at least until you suddenly get shaken awake by a loud noise. You try to ignore it at first, thinking it was probably just something that fell over downstairs and try to fall back asleep, but out of nowhere you suddenly feel a warm wall of flesh pressed against your backside. For a second you want to panic- who on earth just got into your bed? Until you remembered that this wasn’t your bed it all, it was Tyrone’s.

You try your best to just fall asleep again, you want to ignore the huge hunk of a men behind you and just skip forward to the next day- but his snoring and grunting noises make it hard for you to even close your eyes… but that was still the least of your problems. Only a few minutes after Tyrone had gotten into bed with you you suddenly felt a sharp pressure right between your asscheeks. For a second you think that Tyrone probably just moved around a bit and accidentally positioned himself in a way that would make his leg push against your backside… until you finally realize that he didn’t even move his body around, what you felt softly wedged against your asscheeks, only separated from them by a thin layer of boxer shorts and panties was Tyrone’s cock. Just feeling it back there you knew that it was huge. Bigger than your forearm in terms of girth at least and seemingly almost as long as well. You try to imagine it, completely amazed that a cock this bug could even be real- until you notice what you are doing. You instantly insult yourself mentally for fantasizing like that about another man’s cock and decide it’s best to just continue trying to fall asleep and after another 45 minutes of trying you best to ignore his loud noises and the huge rod of flesh pressed against you, you finally manage to drift off into sleep.

This time your dreams are different then last time… this time you could see them clearly in front of your inner eye. All of them were about Tyrone’s cock. For whatever reason thinking about before you fell asleep was enough to etch it into your brain, not letting you go anymore. Inside of your dreams you found yourself imaging the cock at its full glory, completely naked and dripping with Precum, only the thought of it makes your sleeping body lactate again. Finally, after a lot of back and forth you decide to go ahead and touch it- after all this was just a dream and nothing could happen. The second you wrapped your fingers around it you were filled with the very same ecstatic pleasure you felt before. Almost like you’re on autopilot you start jerking him off, the dream Tyrone seemingly enjoying your eagerness-

Your eyes open wide. You look around and see the sun shining through the window of the room, the very first ray of sunlight of the day. You look around, still thrown off by your erotic dream and suddenly notice that you were still laying next to Tyrone- something you’ve tried to push away mentally as far as possible. But him laying next to you wasn’t even the biggest issue, the real problem was that your hand was inside of his boxers, your fingers wrapped around his cock and already lubricated with Precum- you must’ve started to jerk him off in your dream!

You quickly jump out of bed and run to the bathroom, deep cleaning your hand, your face and your hair, your body feeling dirty all the way to the core. If you could you would have taken the brain out of your head and wash it as well to forget about what happened over the last 12 hours- but you couldn’t.