Yes and he wakes up

As Jacob finally unloads inside his begging mother, he is pulled out of his dream. Jacob shoots straight up panting, drenched in sweat, as he feels his chest pounding. What the hell just happened. After having the best wet dream and one of the hardest orgasms of his life, he looks down and sees the stain by his crotch on the bed where he came.

After finally composing himself, Jacob gets out of bed and strips off the now dirtied comforter and sheets. Quietly, he sneaks downstairs with the sheets and comforter and takes them to the laundry room and loads them in the washing machine. The machine running, he carefully closes the laundry room door hoping his parents don't hear. Now more awake and aware Jacob looks down and realizes that he didn't even get dressed seeing his cock still plastered in some of his semen. Once again sneaking back upstairs and praying no one sees him in this state, Jacob goes into his bathroom and starts the shower.

While waiting for the water to heat up, Jacob looks at himself in the mirror. Seeing his bloodshot eyes, he touches his face just making sure this was all real. Stepping in the steamy shower he let the hot water wash over him. He tried to make sense of his dream as the sweat and semen washed off his body. Never before has he had a wet dream or fantasy about his mother or sister like that. Maybe it was just the over exhaustion of the past week that was getting to him. That mixed with the drive in through the weird **** part of the city must have given him this weird dream. He wasn't attracted to mom or Erica. As he thought about them, once again blood started rushing to his prick and it slowly started to stiffen.

Jacob shook his head. He needed to get it together. Once he got a good night sleep it would all be better. After exiting the shower and drying off he went back to his room. After putting on the spare sheets and comforter he looked down at his phone. He saw it was now 1:00 AM. His erection still not gone, he got in bed and did his best to try and fall asleep. He didn't want to jerk off, knowing if he did who the subject, or subjects would be. After enough time, he was able to drift back asleep. Once again, he forgot to put on any boxers or pajama pants with everything else that was on his mind.