The Dream of a Ridiculous Man

Gavin did not sleep well. Better than he would have had he not gotten the relief he needed from jacking off and watching Ashley jill herself. But even spent and weary as he was, his sleep was not restorative. So much had happened in one day, too much for his brain to process at once, leaving him with dreams that plagued him all through the night. He tossed and turned, feeling hot then a few minutes later, cold, throwing off the covers only to pull them tight to his chin, waking and dozing off again multiple times throughout the night.

In his dreams he was confronted by four doors. He opened the first and saw Victoria, sitting in the living room of the cabin, waiting for him to set up their movie night. He immediately set to work, connecting the laptop up to the television, elated until he heard a moan behind him. Wheeling around, he was no longer in the living room but the bedroom, Kurt and Victoria fucking like animals before his eyes, squealing and grunting at each other. He felt his body shatter, like glass, turning to liquid like melting ice, and seeping out of the room, back into darkness.

Through the second door he found the bathroom and Heather, standing naked and hairless. She took his hand and held it to her smooth pussy while her mouth moved but no sound came out. He had a sense that she was saying something sagely, but every time he thought he grasped the meaning in the silence, it slipped away. He looked around at the steam filling the room, becoming so foggy that he struggled to see even an inch in front of his face. Then the smog darkened, blinding Gavin as it became dense and oblique. Black.

The third door led back to the living room where he spied Zack and Ashley sitting around the coffee table, playing RISK. Walking over, Gavin glanced at the board and noticed that Ashley was winning, and that Zack was losing because he was constantly distracted by a telenovela playing on the television. Upon Gavin’s arrival, Ashley leapt up into his arms, holding her with ease as she wrapped her legs around his waist and wrapped her lips around his ear as their clothes simply fell away. Now that he was there, she wanted to play a new game. Every time Zack looked away, he fucked her, freezing in place with his cock buried in side her every time he glanced their way. They didn’t even change position, she simply suggested fucking and then there they were, her bent over the coffee table, him railing her from behind.

He mounted her and fucked her hard, feeling that his climax was close, stopping only when Zack looked their way, still as statues until he looked back to the television and then they resumed their fervent, passionate bucking against the other, Gavin thrusting to sink deeper inside, Ashley humping backwards in unison. Finally, he felt his orgasm and closed his eyes. When he opened them, Ashley was gone replaced by a cum stained pair of red lace panties as he sat on the living room couch. He looked for Zack but he was nowhere to be found. He looked to the television, surprised to see that it was gone, replaced with the fourth door.

He stepped through the doorway to the outside, finding himself on the shore of the waterfall. All around he noted the discarded remains of a girl’s clothes, and by his feet, a pair of cotton blue panties. But Chloe, his redheaded friend, was nowhere to be see. The air was thick with her scent, as if she had just recently been there and he’d just missed her. But she was calling on him, he could hear her far away, shouting out his name. Her voice grew deeper as he ran to her, rushing right into the waterfall pool and diving down towards the source of the call. Down and down he swam until no light could penetrate the depth and he found himself swimming with darkness.

“Wha?” He grunted, startled and jumping up into a seated position on the bed as Zack shook his shoulder.

“I’ve been calling your name, but you wouldn’t wake up,” Zack explained, withdrawing his hand. “Come on, it’s time to get up.”

“No thanks,” Gavin sank back into the bed, throwing the covers over his head.

“Nuh-uh, I’m not letting you hang out in here all day again,” Zack insisted, grabbing the duvet and pulling it off his best friend. “It’s creepy, gross and unhealthy, so I’m making it my mission to make sure you at least see the rest of the cabin.”

“And have to witness Victoria moving on with Kurt?” Gavin turned his face into the pillow, away from the sunlight. “As I said, no thanks.”

“Victoria and Kurt?” Gavin couldn’t see Zack’s face, but he could imagine the surprised expression from the shocked tone in his voice.

“Yep, saw them together last night,” Gavin’s muffled voice rose out of the pillow. “And when I say ‘saw’ and ‘together’, I mean everything.”

“Shit, sorry, man. That’s got to be rough. I know how it feels to be dumped, but at least I never had to see Lisa with another man,” Zack said sympathetically, sitting on the edge of the be next to Gavin’s legs. “But moping in here isn’t going to help. Just give her some space and I’m sure she’ll come around.”

“Yeah, that’s what Ashley said,” Gavin retorted. “But I can give her space from here much better than out there.”

“You talked to Ashley about it?” Zack inquired.

“Oh, yeah, last night after you apologised, while she waited for Heather to free up the bathroom,” Gavin admitted, and then lifting his head from the pillow, he looked over at his dark-haired friend remembering what else had happened with Ashley last night and how he’d told her that he’d take the fall. “Actually, that’s not all. There’s something else I need to tell you.

Zack frowned and exhaled. “It seems like someone needs to tell me something every day now. What is it this time?”

“Well, after I saw Kurt and Victoria going at it, I was kind of distraught. Heather helped calm me down, but she also suggested that I needed to move on.” Gavin shuffled around on the bed, throwing his legs over the side and sitting next to Zack on the edge. “I didn’t really feel comfortable doing anything with Heather at that point, and then I talked to Ashley. After that I took a cold shower and went to bed, except I was still, um, turned on, so I couldn’t really sleep.”

“So far nothing treasonous,” Zack joked. “I’m guessing something happened when you couldn’t sleep?”

“Yeah, see, when I turned Heather down, she offered to help me out with my, uh, frustration, even if I changed my mind later. So, I figured it’d be better to do something about the issue, and it wasn’t like Victoria wasn’t moving on, so I went to Heather’s room. We started, um, having sex, only…” Gavin hesitated, starting to worry that Zack might actually punch him, much like Brandon had to Zack when Zack had fucked Ashley behind his back.

“It was Ashley,” Zack finished the thought, despondently. “Did she know it was you?”

“Not at first, but by that point we were both pretty close,” Gavin replied quickly, leaving the implication hanging. “We didn’t finish though. We stopped when Heather woke up.”

“So, Heather knows you two fucked?” Zack asked, irritated.

“No, no, she thought I was you, so she knows nothing. Ashley and I left, and we talked some more, and obviously we agreed what we’d done was wrong, and that I should have done more to make sure it was Heather I thought I was having sex with,” Gavin continued, conflicted. On one hand he was eager to settle Zack’s mind, but he also knew that the next part might be potentially more upsetting. “We were still both really turned on at that point though, so…”

“So? What?” Zack jumped up and turned to face the man he called his best friend, glaring with fury. “What happened, Gavin?”

“We…we masturbated,” Gavin croaked.

Zack blinked, then asked, “each other?”

“No, ourselves. Though, we could see each other,” Gavin clarified, unsure if it made things better or worse.

Zack stared, for a moment, before exploding in a fit of laugher, guffawing so hard he had to clutch at his stomach as it became tight and sore with such rapid expulsion of air. Gavin watched him, wide eyed, afraid to move, in case the laughter was part of some kind of psychotic break. When Zack couldn’t stop laughing though, he felt the need to say something at least.

“Are…are you okay, man?” Gavin tentatively inquired, preparing to flee if required.

“It’s just so hilarious. Like, you made it out to be this big thing and in the end all you did was touch yourselves. Like, maybe it’s weird that the other person was there but, like, you’ve masturbated to Ashley before, right?” Zack struggled to reply through the laughter.

“Well, yeah, but not right in front of her,” Gavin insisted, perturbed by Zack’s carefree response.

“So, you jacked off and she knew about it. And she got off on it too. I dunno, it just doesn’t really seem like a big deal if there wasn’t any actual contact,” Zack shook his head incredulously as his humour began to subside. “Honestly, I’m more bothered about the actual sex in the bedroom. It’s like you were building up to confessing a crime and in the lead in you confess to **** and then reveal your big transgression was littering. It’s just sort of comical to me.”

“Well, either way, I’m sorry, for the bed room, for the masturbation, all of it,” Gavin bowed his head. “I’m trying to develop some self-control, after what happened with Victoria and how I torpedoed that relationship by listening to my dick too much, but I guess I fell off the wagon already. I’m just sorry that I took Ashley down with me, since it seemed like she was doing so well. She said you apologised and things were getting improving between you two.”

“Listen, I can’t say that I like it, but I understand. I wish it hadn’t been with Ashley but, hell, I don’t even know what’s going on between us anymore. We’re still figuring things out right now. I mean, she’s made a lot of mistakes, but I don’t like how I acted either, how easily I agreed to fuck Lisa, just to get back at her, how quick I am not to trust her, which is maybe because of how our relationship started, how we screwed over Brandon and Chloe to get together. And then shit like this keeps happening. It’s almost like someone up there doesn’t want us to be happy,” Zack sat down beside Gavin again, placing a considerate hand on the bespectacled man’s shoulder. “Maybe we’ll sort things out in time, just like you will. It’s good to hear you’re trying to better yourself but you can’t expect things to change overnight. You were always going to stumble, maybe it’s better now rather than later when you’d made some actual progress.”

“I guess that’s true. Thanks,” Gavin looked at him and smiled, then joked, “So long as you aren’t going to hit me.”

It was at that moment that Heather Ravers erupted into the room, throwing the door open and staring at both boys with a grim and serious expression. Both Zack and Gavin looked around at the sudden intrusion, both becoming concerned as the devastation on her face became palpable.

“Holy shit, guys, you won’t believe what just happened!”