It was during his last class for the day when Brett’s attention began to unconsciously drift from the lecture to the events of the previous night but his daydream wasn’t quite the same as what originally transpired. Instead of pushing Spence away during the kiss, Brett saw himself welcoming and even reciprocating it by kissing back. He helped his best friend disrobe and soon enough the two of them were naked on the bed making out madly. Brett screamed at his alter ego to stop what he was doing. You’re not gay, he shouted. Get off him, he demanded but to no avail. The love scene playing in his mind enraptured Brett and he was horrified when he saw that the dream Brett’s 2″ cock was hard and dripping with pre-cum. And what shocked him even more was when he realized that his own real penis was doing the same thing. Oh shit, he gasped. What’s wrong with me?