But no, it was too dangerous. He might just suddenly wake up as soon as reality no longer conformed to the dream. No, as hot as that might be, it was impossible.

But I was perfectly content to do what came next. First I reached down and grasped his cock at the base. Then I gently but firmly milked upward, alternately squeezing the shaft as my hand moved towards the tip. This produced a nice drool of pre-cum and I smiled. I was getting pretty good at this, Diary!