I was lying in my bed, awake, but forcing my eyes shut. I did not want what I thought was a very good dream to end. The bright sunlight in my room let me know that it was around noon, as that is the only time my room gets any light. My eyes flickered open as I reached for my phone. The time read 12:30pm. "Damn," I thought "I must have been tired."
As I went to put my phone down, I noticed that I had a message. It was from Matt. "Shit!" I said aloud, thinking that I must have said something in my sleep that Matt had heard. Reluctantly, I opened the message. It read "Meet me in the shower when you are ready to clean up :P"
This confused me at first and I have a puzzled look to my phone. However, as I got up and went over to my dresser, I saw myself in the mirror. I had been so engrossed in my "dream" that I had not paid attention to my own body. I was naked and had a sticky substance on my stomach and chest that was beginning to crust over. With this realization, I took a moment to look around the room. Sure enough, I saw my dildo sitting on my desk, right next to a bottle of lube. A rope was laid across Matt's bed. I checked my wrists and saw red marks where they had been tied together. At this point, I knew that my so called dream had been a reality.
At this point, I became as giddy as a little school girl with her first crush. I quickly ran over and grabbed my towel and my body wash and went to run out the door. As I opened the door and ran out into the hall, I remembered that crust that was forming on my stomach and I quickly looked around. Lucky for me, the only other person in the hall at that moment was walking away from me and couldn't see me. I ran to the bathroom, which was right across the hall from our room.
Once in, I headed over to the shower stalls. There were only two of them and only one was in use. Just to make sure I wasn't going to walk in on some random person showering, I asked "Matt, is that you?"
He didn't say anything right away, but I could see his feet as he moved over to the curtain. He pulled it aside and poked his head out. ""Bout time you woke up." he said as he shined that smile that made me melt every time I saw it. "Now get your ass in here."
With that, he withdrew his head and left the curtain open. I took off my towel and threw it up on a hook and walked into the shower, closing the curtain as I entered. I bent down and set my body wash on the ground. Before I could stand back up, Matt slapped my ass.
This startled me and I quickly finished standing up. Matt laughed and smiled at me. I couldn't help but lean into him and lock my lips with his. Matt wasn't expecting my aggressiveness and we almost toppled over, but he regained his balance and leaned back into me, intensifying our kiss. After a few minutes of making out under the steaming water of the shower, I broke the kiss and grabbed my body wash. I poured some into my hands, lathered it up, then went after Matt and began to rub him down. He was in full control of my body earlier that morning, so I was intent to control his now.
I started by gently massaging Matt's arms with my lathered hands, spending extra time with his fair sized biceps. I moved my hands to begin fondling his pecs, which were firm and unyielding. I paid special attention to his nipples, gripping them and flicking at them until they were rock hard. Matt let out a moan. I took a moment away from worshiping his well toned body to stand back up, eye level with my toy. I
continued to use my right hand to toy with his right nipple as he reached his head in to kiss me. I leaned away and pressed the index and middle fingers of my left hand to his lips, forcing his head back as I stated "Oh no you don't. I'm calling the shots right now." He began to pout like a little kid who was just told he could not have dessert until he finished his vegetables, which made me smile as I went back to washing him.
I let go of his nipple and put some more soap on my hands before continuing to worship and wash the rest of his body. His abs were the next thing I attacked with my sudsy hands. I rubbed my hands up and down his well defined six-pack and ran my fingers along the creases. Out of my peripheral vision, I could now see Matt's 9" dick was rock hard. I resisted the temptation to put it in my mouth right on the spot, wanting to torture him a little more.
My hands slid from his abs around to his ass, which I gently fondled. I moved my left hand between his buttocks and began to caress his hidden entrance. I took my middle finger and pressed it up into his hole. He moaned as my finger broke through. I pulled my finger out and gave him a firm strike with my right hand causing him to flinch. He let out a chuckle as my hands made their way down to his legs, the very thing he was defined by on the football field.
I really spent my time worshiping them. His thighs were large, but firm and his calves were very well defined and shaped. I liked his calves so much that I kept massaging them well after the soap had washed away from my hands and his legs. I then maneuvered myself around to Matt's back and planted kisses on the backs of his legs, trailing up to his ass. When I got up to his ass, I spread his cheeks and stared at his secret ring.