“Akira, please, it’s just a kiss. Just one kiss, and it’s not like we haven’t kissed before.”

“No Aeron. I don’t want to kiss anymore….” Akira trailed off and started to strip for the other, first his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly as he moved closer to Aeron.

Aeron blinked, this wasn’t like Akira at all. Akira was sweet and innocent, only there for him to ruin, then he realized it. His dream. It was the same one all the time, every time he screwed someone new his dream came along to. “Oh really, Akira? What would you like to do then?” he asked.

Akira continued to strip, letting his pants drop as he stepped out of them, completely naked underneath, making Aeron always wonder if that was really what Akira looked like underneath his clothes. “I would love to enjoy your body is what I would like to do.”

Aeron smirked and nodded, starting to strip himself, but before he could get his pants off Akira was down on him doing it for him. He barely peeled his pants off, favoring playing while they were on. Before he knew it Akira’s mouth was on his cock and he was feeling weak in the knees. “Shit, Akira…this is wonderful. Keep going,” he murmured as the other continued to suck on him.

Akira enjoyed sucking on his friend’s cock, at least that’s what Aeron pictured it as. Akira pulled back for a bit and turned around, leaning up against the stall showing off his ass. “How about you do me more?”

Aeron’s eyes went wide again, god, he loved this dream. He practically jumped out of his pants and started to finger the ass in front of him. “hell yeah,” he groaned and moved to start pushing his cock inside of Akira.

“Yeah, that’s right. Take it.” A slightly familiar voice said from behind Aeron. He felt a small pain in his ass and he squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to think about what was happening to him, he wanted to go back to his dream, but the cock inside of Aeron wouldn’t let him. It happened like this every time. And if he went back to the dream…

“…Aeron…” Akira moaned as the cock was pushed inside of him, “…no, no, Aeron stop.” He groaned and moved away from the other, making sure the cock was out of his ass. “No, never mind, this was stupid. I don’t know what I was thinking.” Akira said and turned away from Aeron.

No! No! No! This wasn’t how his dream was supposed to go, “Akira! Wait! Come back, we don’t even have to- Akira!”

“Yes! Take it, goddamn, take it.” Groaned the man inside of him, coming inside and then pulling out. “Pretty good lay, pretty boy.” The man said and smirked a bit before pushing himself back into his pants. “Call me anytime.” He said and headed off, leaving the annoyed, dejected, and not at all satisfied Aeron leaning up against the wall, waiting for the shame to fade away.

After that Aeron’s night was a blur. He got really drunk and then headed back to the hotel room, not being as successful as he got out. Dexter was standing right outside his door. Aeron gave him a goofy smile and then leaned up against him, “Hey, hey, sexy man!” Aeron said, giggling. “What have you got for me?”

“I needed to make a few adjustments to that contract you had me rush so I came to ask for it back, but low and behold you weren’t in your room. So, I tried calling you, and nothing. Three hours later here you are! Completely wasted.” Dexter glared at the other, “What the hell were you thinking?”

Aeron tilted his head “That it was an awesome night! Sexy, sexy men and an awesome night.” He giggled and hugged his manager. “Let me in, let me in, I want to go to bed!” he groaned and giggled again, moving over to the door. He was trying to unlock the door but couldn’t seem to get the keycard into the actual hole, “Aww, come on, go in, go in.” he murmured until he finally got it into the hole and then pulled it out. “Hehe, must of felt good.” He chuckled and fell into his room.

Dexter followed him in and helped the man to bed, “I’m going take the contract, okay? I’ll fix it and give it to you in the morning. Use it if she actually exists.”

“Oh she exists al…” he started and then fell asleep on the bed, not to wake up until Dexter was pounding on his door the next morning.