Tea Boy: A Deacury Fic

Chapter 52: Wild Thoughts

(A/N: Let's just say he's having some wild 3am thoughts, what happens next may shock you)

-John's POV-

It was so hot in the bedroom since it's August now, the hottest month known to man. I was obviously struggling to stay cool since only the fans blew hot air. Thankfully Freddie and I were shirtless to cool ourselves under the bed sheets, but it wasn't helping much. Of course I was asleep, but then this dream happened:

Dream Mode

I was standing barefoot on the edge of a forest that glows like it’s on fire, but the flames are cold—blue, violet, and deep crimson licking up the trunks of obsidian trees. The air tastes like honey and smoke, thick and intoxicating. In the distance, a low hum pulses through everything, like the heartbeat of the world itself.

Suddenly, a storm unfurls overhead, but instead of rain, it rains shards of glass that melt before they touch me, turning into soft, perfumed mist, almost like a pheromone. From the storm descends a creature unlike anything you’ve ever imagined—his body sculpted from smoke and shadow, with burning amber eyes and wings spun from silver thread and midnight. It grins, wicked and inviting.

"Want a ride?" it purrs in a voice that sends shivers through my
Without hesitation, you mount the creature’s back, feeling its energy thrumming beneath you, wild and magnetic. It takes off like a shot, slicing through skies painted in molten gold and deep emerald, where serpents made of lightning coil lazily among floating cities carved from black marble and bone.

The creature dives, bringing you to a hidden palace in the heart of the forest—a labyrinth of mirrors and velvet, lit by floating candles that drip wax upward. The halls pulse with music, deep and primal, a sound you feel more than hear. Every corner hides masked beings—half-beast, half-divine—locked in slow, sensual dances, their bodies entwined in ways that blur the lines between shadow and flesh.

A masked fae approached me, their eyes glowing like coals, their voice dripping with seduction:
"You’ve wandered far, dreamer. Are you ready to take it further your deepest desire?"

The Fae pulled me in, he unveiled his mask and took me into this fluorescent cave. He intertwined his hands in mine, eyes glowed of seduction. Then that scent was in the air again...the pheromone like scent. It smelled of sweet perfume, lilies and dark fruits to be exact. It made me horny.

I noticed how familiar he looked, exactly. My partner Freddie.

He laced his petal soft wings around me and passionately kissed me, he took me in as his. He unwrapped me and I was now in similar threads as him. He laid me down onto his lily pad bed. The Fae full of lust momentarily proceeded to then "prick me" with his what he called his "flower stem" and just made love to me until I hear him distantly whisper, "Wake up my fae! Wake up!"

End of Dream

I suddenly jerked myself awake sweating. I peered over to see Freddie still asleep, not bothered by my awakening. I was relieved at that, I looked at the clock in the dim light.

3:07 am

I can't believe that dream was the wildest I've ever had in my life. I propped myself up for a moment and sensed something unusual down below. Surely, this couldn't be real! I checked, and to my surprise, the dream had me feeling very erect and aroused. I felt embarrassed, but I had to take care of it anyways. I sneaked out of the bed quietly and crept into the bathroom, locking the door behind me and turning on the light, which was a bit dim since we needed to replace the bulb anyways.

I took a few deep breaths as I slid my back down to the floor. I sat there for a moment, still fully erect from that dream. I took my pyjamas off completely, leaving them beside me. I didn't have to use the toilet, but I had the urge to just masturbate. I started to stroke myself slowly just thinking about that Fae. He looked so much like Freddie. I covered up my moans by biting my lip and suppressing them.

As I further recalled that dream, I began to start stroking at a slightly sped up pace, enough for me to feel comfortable with it. The continuous pumping of my own dick felt like bliss, I continued suppressing my moans. Once the thought of the Fae bringing me in the cave and laying me down on that lily pad bed, I happened to go even faster.

I moaned a little loud, but caught myself by covering my mouth with my other hand and continued jerking myself. I was panting a little because it felt that good, the dream I had got me so worked up that I'm even doing this to myself at 3am. "Fuck...god damn", I muttered under my breath quietly.

I felt a gentle tightening in my stomach, signaling that I was approaching a moment of pleasure, but I found it difficult to pause. Even my legs began to tremble a bit. I whimpered a little pumping my cock faster. "Oh fuck...", I whined, until I spurted strings of white all on the bathroom floor. I just keep cumming until I was able to stop. I panted heavily and looked down at the sticky mess.

I took another breather and eventually got up to clean the mess. It only took a few minutes to not only clean the floor but to clean myself down there. After putting on a fresh pair of undies and pyjama pants, I turned the light off and crept back in the bed. I hesitated on sleeping only because I couldn't decide whether wake Freddie and tell him what an experience I had in the bathroom just because of a very strange and wild dream or just to wait until sunrise.

Either way, he'd be kinda surprised...or not.