Dreams || Lashton

five

A gasp ripped out of him as he awoke with a start, rising from his bed he turned to look at his phone, the time read three am. He blinked his eyes a few times before looking at his crotch, his thighs coated in cum, his legs lying next to a silk pillow which had cum all over it.

"Am I still dreaming?" Luke asked softly, feeling the pillow and how real it felt. "Is this real?"

The TV was still on, playing some infomercial for sex toys which reminded him of the man. This was his room, he couldn't still be dreaming? But how else would this pillow get here, his pillowcases were anything but fancy silk. Why did he have to wake up? Being around that man, god, it was like something else. It was euphoric, and like he was taking some sort of miracle drug. How could someone like that even exist? It was simple, he didn't. He was a figment of the horny blonde's imagination, created out his body's spite for him still being a virgin.

It reminded him of how Darci called him vanilla, was he really? Of course, he was a virgin, but that didn't mean his thoughts didn't become a sweaty mess of his body against another hot guy's. Especially now with the stranger from his dreams...

His eyes drifted down, and he began peeling the sheets off his bed, tossing all of the polyester sheets into his hamper. He was going to have to go to the dreaded laundry mat, a part of his life he wished he could just avoid.

Waking up at three am each night, it was frustrating. His body was tingling with energy and wasn't going to fall asleep with ease, as it had prior to his intense dream with Mr. Dreamy. The laundry mat opened at seven am, and he wasn't going to laser tag until 5 pm, the set time the three always played together at.

"Dream on," Luke said softly, as he walked around his room, grabbing his phone and playing the classic Aerosmith song as he continued to pick up the dirty clothes scattered around his bedroom. Pushing the hamper to where the front door was, and grabbing a broom so he could clean his house. If he couldn't sleep, he might as well clean.
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By the time it was seven am, Luke had his body sprawled across the couch, a book open on his face. He hadn't meant to drift off, but he was hardly sleeping. If he had known he would fall asleep, he would've set an alarm. But his body needed the hours of rest. He was unhealthy, and while he wasn't too aware of the consequences of his actions, others were.

Luke jolted awake as the book he had fallen asleep reading, slid off his face and onto his lap with a quiet thud. He checked the time, seeing it was nine am, and he silently cursed himself out. He had hoped going to the laundry mat when it opened would let him go when no one was there. Boy was he wrong.

He put his hamper on a dolly and looked at his appearance. Grey sweats, and a stained white t-shirt. He didn't have much clothing to go off of, seeing as it was laundry day. At least he wasn't walking around in a thong.

The blonde grabbed the detergent and fabric softener from his closet and tossed them in the hamper before preparing to leave.

Slipping on some black flip flops, he pulled the dolly out the door. His phone in the pocket of his sweatpants, vibrating occasionally as Calum and Michael sent memes to their group chat, he regretted unmuting it.

The laundry mat was a fifteen-minute walk, one he never enjoyed in his crappy laundry day clothing. When he arrived a few cars were parked out front, and he stopped at the coin machine next to the glass front doors. Pulling out a ten-dollar bill from within his phone case; and slipping it into the coin machine. Which made a noise similar to coughing before spitting out quarters into the small metal bowl before it.

Luke bent down and grabbed the quarters before walking inside. Pulling his dolly up to an empty table, glad not all of them were taken. He began separating the whites from the colors, and tossed the colors to wash first. He put enough quarters in for the wash and put in blue detergent which gave a strong odor of synthetic chemicals, with a hint of a synthetic floral scent.