That night I woke up just past midnight, an aching boner between my thighs. I thought to myself that there was no way I could get to sleep, dealing with this. I started to look up some porn to just get it over with, pulled up a few classics that always got me off. I started to stroke, but.. it wasn't really hitting as hard as I was expecting. I stopped to switch to another video, bothered that the first try couldn't get it done. That's when I thought about what happened yesterday. With Matt... the dream... the snap. My dick instantly stiffened. God, it really ached, how hard it was.
Frustrated, I gave up and rolled over, trying to get back some sleep. The feeling persisted, and really all I did was torture myself for a few minutes. I sat up from my bed and pondered what my next step should be. Matt should be able to fix this. It would suck to wake him up so late, but apparently he knows just how to put me to sleep, so it's at least worth a try.
I decided calling him would be best, since it was the least intrusive. It rang four times before he picked up. He must've really been asleep, he'll probably hate me for this. "Hello?" he said in a groggy voice.
"Uhh, hey man. It's me. I was just... well I just randomly woke up and now I'm having trouble going back to sleep. I was wondering if maybe... maybe you could.."
His tone lifted from tired to alert and interested. "Oh, you're saying you want a session?"
I squinted my eyes. "I mean yeah, if it's not too big a deal. And I guess it is isn't like, a SESSION session, I just want to go to bed, y'know?"
"I gotcha, it's no worries. I'll be there in just a sec!" He sounded almost out of breath. Was he excited for this? Before I got to thank him, he hung up. Oh shit! I cannot let him see me in my soaked boxers with a tent in my pants. I hurriedly put on a t-shirt and some gym shorts, and he walked in as soon as I put my arm through the second hole. But he was only wearing boxers, isn't that a little indecent anyway? Whatever, I guess we are buddies at this point. Might as well not think about it. His smile told me he was quite excited for this though.... for a night session? Why was he ever so excited to just put me to sleep, anyway?
"So, uh, where do I? Should I just lay down?" I asked, sitting down onto the bed. He swiftly came over to me and sat next to me.
"Where you are is just fine, but I need to ask you something first." He looked directly at me now, something in his eyes.
"Yeah?" I said, feeling a little uneasy at his look.
He reached over with both hands and began to massage my head. I instantly felt dazed. It was strange that this was his method, but it didn't really matter. He was going to put me to sleep in just one sec-
"Why did you wake up at this hour of the night?" he asked with a smirk on his face.
"I.. had a dream.." I responded.
"And what was this dream about, hm?"
"We... were on the couch.. you said something.. and then you snapped..and... nn.." Did I just moan out a bit? Was I... getting harder?
"Ahh... and this dream.. did it turn you on?"
I stirred a bit at that. How did he know about that? "Turn... wha-?
Matt pulled my head close to his and he whispered in my ear, "Shhhh now. Just be a good boy and tell me. There's nothing to worry about, it's just Matt here. So tell me, did it turn you on?"
I couldn't think. It's just a stupid question. I could answer the question for Matt. I could be a good boy for Matt. "Yes.. I'm... so hard.."
He smiled mischievously, "that's all I wanted to hear. That wasn't so hard, was it? Giving me an answer and obeying me?"
"I... I guess not.." I said lazily.
"Well youre going to learn obedience tonight, since you still seem to struggle with it." I tried to turn my head to look at him in concern, but then- *snap* "Sleep."
My body slumped forward into his arms as I mumbled into his stomach, "I'm hard and mindless."
He pet my hair lovingly, saying, "There's my good boy. back down into trance for me. So hard for me. So mindless for me. Doesn't it feel good?"