Laundry Room

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This was a dream I had recently.

Saturday.

Laundry Day for people at Uni. I've been planning this out for years. "Rayn, ready to go." Of course, I was nervous. Never told anyone how I felt this way. I usually used my words. I did my best to keep the fact the I'm nervous stay hidden and received an okay to go on with the plan....of washing clothes.

We both made our way to the laundry room. I smiled when I saw the sign I placed earlier that morning. The room was empty.

Time to set the real plan in motion.

I grabbed a cup of water and spilled it onto both of us...ooppss. "Well, I guess we better get these into the dryer," I said smirking.

Only in our boxer, sitting on a table and chatting about anything and everything that crosses our mind. I looked at how long the clothes were to be dry and decided it was time for me to make a move.

It's not or never. I placed a hand on his thigh, I felt him tense. I smiled. "J-j-jason, what are you doing?" There was silence. I smiled like nothing happened. We talked for a little bit longer, I moved my hand closer to his member as I gently got on top of him. Kissing him, I pulled down his boxer.

"I want you," I whispered in his ear. He moaned, I smiled. He started palming me through my boxer, moaning from both pleasure and lust.

"I need you....him finally." Taking off of my boxer, there was no need to prep. One reason why I fell for him, his voice when he thought he was alone, turned me on and I needed more. I wanted more.

The room filled with moans, groans, and skin against skin. "Fuck!" he yelled, pants. "I-I-Im close, Jason!" Moments later he released, the sound of his voice changed sounding more needy and helpless. I couldn't control myself.

After clean up, we grabbed our clothes and headed back to our dorm, with smiles on both of our faces.

There was a note on the door:

Try not having fucking sex were we wash our clothes pricks!

"You planned this didn't you?" He asked as he looked up at me. I shrugged and entered our dorm.

"I think we all know the answer to that."

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