Haven
The same view of the stars and moon could be seen from ’s bed. He lay there naked now, eyes closed as a cool breeze drifted in from the open balcony doors.
A low groan came from his throat as his sleeping body let out a hypnic jerk. In his dream, Griff was with him. They shared passionate kisses, and he could tell Griff wanted more. He guided Griff down underneath his covers. The next sensation caused him to open his eyes.
Looking down in confusion, there was nothing there. Is there a bug in my room?
He sniffed, but nothing registered. Though not unusual for him to wake up fully erect, he was throbbing. At first upset that his dream was interrupted, he again felt the same sensation.
“Oh, damn,” he let out a groan and closed his eyes.
Just like that, it was like he was back in the same wet dream. Ignoring the fact that he almost never had these, watched in amazement as Griff engulfed his member. “Fuck,” cursed as he ran his hands through Griff’s soft hair. “That—that feels?—”