My Wet Dream
My most memorable wet dream happened many years ago when I was in college.
I lived off campus in my own apartment. I perceived myself as a normal straight male. I was shy and didn't date much or get much sexual action, but I masturbated often. I was very horny.
I had a gay friend who I would visit. We would drink beer and watch college basketball games. He generally didn't come on to me as he knew I wasn't gay. On occasion I would get too high to go home so I would crash on his couch while he slept in his bed. A couple of times I awakened in the dark to find him touching my body and asking if I would let him suck my cock. He would be begging me. It would freak me out and I would angrily tell him to leave me alone. He would then leave me alone to go back to sleep. I just figured it was my friend's overindulgence in alcohol and weed that was making him violate my personal space. All would be forgiven and forgotten in the morning. Well I guess all was not really "forgotten." .
About this same time I had a male professor for one of my classes, whom I really liked. He was a good teacher and very nice to all of the students. He would call on the students in open class to discuss homework assignments. One day he called on me when I hadn't read the assignment. My unpreparedness was obvious, but he walked me through the question and answer session in a humorous and non-confrontational way. His voice was very soothing and reassuring. The other students in the class got a good laugh out of my situation, but it was all ok.
Shortly after that incident I was home alone and asleep. I found myself dreaming about this male professor and about how much I loved the sound of his voice. I dreamed we were talking about something to do with my class. However, I awakened from my dream with my cock rock hard and I was in the process of cumming. I was dreaming about how much I liked my male professor and how good it made me feel to be cumming as I was dreaming about his soothing, friendly voice. I awakened and joined the here and now, as my cock spasming and shooting jets of cum in my jockey shorts. I remember how warm and prolific my cum was. It felt so good l just lie there for awhile in my cum filled jockey shorts. I didn't want to move, as I was truly enjoying and thinking about the moment.
Xóa
I was very surprised, but I felt so good and was happy. I thought about my professor and my strong desire to have a sexual encounter with him. I never approached him about my orgasmic dream, but always thought about having sex with him every time I saw him.
After this wet dream I always thought I must at least be bi-sexual, if not out right gay. This was many years ago and I have never acted upon my gay desires, but I may drop in on my old friend to get high and watch some basketball.
I lived off campus in my own apartment. I perceived myself as a normal straight male. I was shy and didn't date much or get much sexual action, but I masturbated often. I was very horny.
I had a gay friend who I would visit. We would drink beer and watch college basketball games. He generally didn't come on to me as he knew I wasn't gay. On occasion I would get too high to go home so I would crash on his couch while he slept in his bed. A couple of times I awakened in the dark to find him touching my body and asking if I would let him suck my cock. He would be begging me. It would freak me out and I would angrily tell him to leave me alone. He would then leave me alone to go back to sleep. I just figured it was my friend's overindulgence in alcohol and weed that was making him violate my personal space. All would be forgiven and forgotten in the morning. Well I guess all was not really "forgotten." .
About this same time I had a male professor for one of my classes, whom I really liked. He was a good teacher and very nice to all of the students. He would call on the students in open class to discuss homework assignments. One day he called on me when I hadn't read the assignment. My unpreparedness was obvious, but he walked me through the question and answer session in a humorous and non-confrontational way. His voice was very soothing and reassuring. The other students in the class got a good laugh out of my situation, but it was all ok.
Shortly after that incident I was home alone and asleep. I found myself dreaming about this male professor and about how much I loved the sound of his voice. I dreamed we were talking about something to do with my class. However, I awakened from my dream with my cock rock hard and I was in the process of cumming. I was dreaming about how much I liked my male professor and how good it made me feel to be cumming as I was dreaming about his soothing, friendly voice. I awakened and joined the here and now, as my cock spasming and shooting jets of cum in my jockey shorts. I remember how warm and prolific my cum was. It felt so good l just lie there for awhile in my cum filled jockey shorts. I didn't want to move, as I was truly enjoying and thinking about the moment.
Xóa
I was very surprised, but I felt so good and was happy. I thought about my professor and my strong desire to have a sexual encounter with him. I never approached him about my orgasmic dream, but always thought about having sex with him every time I saw him.
After this wet dream I always thought I must at least be bi-sexual, if not out right gay. This was many years ago and I have never acted upon my gay desires, but I may drop in on my old friend to get high and watch some basketball.
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