We're good friends and we work together, so when we showed up at the hotel for our conference this weekend and they said they'd double-booked us, we were okay with sharing a room. Even if it only has one bed. You wake me up in the middle of the night by thrashing around in the blankets, like you're having a nightmare or something. When I wake you up, however, I quickly realize that you weren't having a bad dream - you were having a very, very good dream. And you tell me you're a bit pent up, which made the dream even more vivid. As your friend, it's only right that I help you with that little issue, isn't it? And your fantasy scenario is pretty freaking hot, so what are we waiting for? Full Audio: https://ohcleo.com/post/clsjhti66530097mric28cdwie3
What? What the fuck? Hey! Hey! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hi! Wake up! Okay.
You're tangled in the blanket. Here, just a sec. What the hell? You okay? Well, you fuckin' woke me up.
You were thrashing around so much. Is this something you do often? Okay.
Did you have a bad dream? Okay. Are you sick? Like, this is the awkward part about sharing a bed with somebody.
I knew we should have gotten the roll-away bed. No, it's fine. It's fine.
I guess I'm just still frustrated that the hotel screwed up and put us in the same room for this conference instead of giving us our own rooms like they were supposed to, but it's fine. Anyway, not the point right now. It's like 2 in the morning and you're freaking out and I want to know what's going on.
Okay, don't tell me then. Just stay quiet, I guess. Fine.
Okay. Don't be embarrassed. I mean, it's natural.
That happens. Didn't expect the covers to move so I would see it so prominently. I'm gonna go out on a limb here and ask, were you having a dream that had something to do with that? I see.
Okay. No, don't apologize. Uh, okay.
Yeah, I would assume you can control yourself. You're a grown man. Okay, well that makes even more sense.
Well, yeah, your mom staying with you would kind of put a damper on your ability to take care of that. How long has she been staying with you? Three weeks? Dude.
Dude. Okay. Yeah, I can see why you're pent up and having dreams.
Fuck. No. No, you don't have to go in the bathroom and take care of it.
Please don't. I, I do mind. Yeah.
Stop getting embarrassed. It's just me. That's not what I mean.
Well, it's giving me ideas and maybe if you're, I was gonna say up for it, but that's just too easy. Talk about low hanging fruit, man. Uh, if you're willing, I could maybe take care of that for you.
I mean, you're really worked up. Yes, I'm sure. It's actually really hot that you're ready to fucking burst like this.
I can tell even through your shorts. I also can't imagine how uncomfortable you are right now going that long without an orgasm. Frig.
Yeah, I get off pretty much daily or I can't function. So a little tidbit about me. If this was the light of day, this would be awkward, but fuck it.
It's the middle of the night. Yeah, I'm serious. Oh, it's like part of my self-care routine.
So I can imagine how you're feeling right now. Cause I'd go insane. So what do you say? You want some help? Okay, good.
Why don't you take your shorts off? I'm going to take mine off and my shirt. See, when I'm at home, I don't even sleep in pajamas.
I just go butt ass naked cause it makes it easier. Lay down. Mhm.
You look so tense right now. Are you sure you want to do this? Cause we don't have to.
Okay. Relax. It's sex.
I'm not making you write a math test or something. I'm going to make you feel so amazing. You're going to wonder why you were ever feeling embarrassed to begin with.
Especially when I wrap my fingers around this rock hard cock that's already leaking and start to stroke it. I'm going to make you feel so amazing. You're going to wonder why you were ever feeling embarrassed to begin with.
Especially when I wrap my fingers around this rock hard cock that's already leaking and start to stroke it.