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A Dream Is a Wish

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 28 Apr 2005 0 comments
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I am 19 years old and a freshman college student. I have two best friends, both of whom are 18 years old and seniors in high school. We all hung out a lot until I left for college--playing tennis, golf, swimming, and canoeing, but we never did anything sexual, as we are all strongly religious. There are some things I would never do around with my best friends because we are beyond the experiment age and all have girlfriends. For Christians, masturbation is a topic that is taboo, even if we don't think it is wrong. However, I still have fantasies. This past year I've been having a lot of wet dreams, even though I masturbate regularly. Wet dreams are fun, in my opinion, because they require no physical effort on my part--only dreams. Last night I had a dream about one of my best friends, Michael, who is the most athletic out of the three of us. We are all in shape and athletic, but he plays soccer as well as the other sports I mentioned before, so he is more involved in team sports than Bradley or me. I've never seen Michael naked just because we are all modest around each other, although I've seen Brad naked because we shared a gym class. I guess it is that mystery that makes him more subject to fantasies. I dreamed Michael and I were in the locker room after soccer practice with the rest of the team and getting ready to hit the showers. I glanced over at Michael as he took off his jock strap, which kind of surprised me (in the dream) because, again, I had never seen him fully naked before. I did know he was shaved for the swim team, but I was surprised by how prominent that made his cock. He didn't notice me glance over and went into the shower room. I started to take off my shorts and go to the showers when I felt an erection coming on. I kept my compression shorts on, hoping they would hide it, but as anyone knows who has worn compression shorts, they hide nothing. Michael must've forgotten something because he came back to his locker. As he came back, he had a semi hard-on (like a lot of guys get in locker rooms) which made his member even more apparent. I decided "what the hell" and pulled of my shorts. He noticed my hard cock and waited until I walked into the shower room until he followed. About ten other guys were in the communal shower room when I got there and Michael followed shortly after. There were only eight shower heads, though, so we waited until one opened up. As we waited, Michael came next to me and brushed my penis lightly with his hand. I took the cue and gripped his now-firm dick with my left hand as a couple of other guys waiting for showers saw us and grew hard, too. They sort of circled around us as we masturbated each other, fondling themselves while we showed off both our size and our agility. Michael was looking down and watching my cock as it bounced to the rhythm of his hand. I was doing him at the exact same tempo. The other soccer players were cumming as they jerked themselves. Michael and I were the last two to cum, the orgams waking me up from my sleep. Fortunately my roommates had already left for class because I don't know what kind of moaning I was making in my sleep. I finished the orgasm with a few strokes of my own. I got out of bed and went to the shower, where I jerked off again to the dream I had had minutes before. Both Michael and Brad are like brothers to me, as are many other close friends I have on the soccer team. I wonder if this dream was dreamt by them as well, in a transcendent moment by all? The energy and details were too vivid to be imagined, but no matter...at least I had fun.