The other night I had an interesting dream.
I was in a kitchen in the middle of the night. The house was dark and the only lights on were the porch lights out back.
I walk over to the sliding glass door and I open it. My best friend, who is a woman, her husband is standing on the back porch. He’s on the phone and he’s wearing a beanie, a sweatshirt and sweatpants. His blonde shaggy hair is peeking out from beneath the beanie.
He’s talking to someone unknown on the phone and smoking. He turns to face me and he smirks. He’s still talking as he starts to lower his pants and reveals his giant cock just blowing in the breeze. All I can remember thinking at the moment is that my best friend is upstairs. But I think I wanted to do something.
That’s where the dream ended. I don’t know why I dreamt about him. I’ve never been interested in him and as far as I know he’s never had any bi tendencies. But now I can’t stop thinking about it.
I was in a kitchen in the middle of the night. The house was dark and the only lights on were the porch lights out back.
I walk over to the sliding glass door and I open it. My best friend, who is a woman, her husband is standing on the back porch. He’s on the phone and he’s wearing a beanie, a sweatshirt and sweatpants. His blonde shaggy hair is peeking out from beneath the beanie.
He’s talking to someone unknown on the phone and smoking. He turns to face me and he smirks. He’s still talking as he starts to lower his pants and reveals his giant cock just blowing in the breeze. All I can remember thinking at the moment is that my best friend is upstairs. But I think I wanted to do something.
That’s where the dream ended. I don’t know why I dreamt about him. I’ve never been interested in him and as far as I know he’s never had any bi tendencies. But now I can’t stop thinking about it.
