Matt's Nightmare

"Oh no, oh god no it's happening again, oh no please let me wake up, I know its a dream, no, not a dream a nightmare, please I can't stand it, let me wake up. It's been happening for a few weeks now not every night at first but lately it's happening more.
Oh god they're coming I can hear them, coming to punish me for loving my brother. In my nightmare they've found out about me and Jeff and I'm here in prison I don't know where Jeff is, every time it's the same I'm lying here on a cot in a cell when they barge through the door!
No, they're here, the door's flung back, they all crowd in to the small room, the leader looks at me "hello fag boy, think we'd forgotten about you, well we haven't we've come to welcome you" then he laughs and moves closer, he looks familiar tall, broad, red hair I feel like I should recognise him but I don't, he holds up a bag "we got a present for you, you're gonna love it!" he laughs again and motions to another big man, this one looks like the first but I can't see his face his hair hangs over it, all I can see are eyes gleaming through strands of hair.
He moves to the top of the cot and grabs hold of my hands and flips me onto my stomach then holds me down, more men hold my legs spreading them as wide as space will allow, 'please, no' I manage to croak I'm so terrified I can't speak "What's that you say fag boy?, please, you beggin' for it?, well be patient we'll get started soon enough" he pulls something sharp from beneath his shirt and cuts my clothes off me not caring if he catches my skin with it when he's done he stands back as if admiring the view but he can't be, can he? he takes the bag, opens it and pulls out the biggest dildo I've ever seen I know they're gonna use it on me I can feel the fear in my stomach I close my eyes but he yanks my head up pushing the dildo close so I get a good view of it. "feast your eyes on it fag boy my brother made it just for you, carved it in the workshop then dipped it in candle wax" he looks at his fellow inmates and grins "so you'll have a smoother ride" they all laugh. He moves down until he's level with my ass I know what's coming I bite my lip so as not to scream I feel him place the monster against my entrance he starts to push Oh god it's so big, I hear myself moan as he pushes harder against the resistance he finds, he pulls it back a little then continues "please, it hurts please stop, take it out"
"hurts, c'mon fag boy you know you're enjoying it" he pulls back as if removing it, then pushes it in all the way, I can't think for the pain, he pushing harder now, it feels like I'm being ripped apart, the tears are
running down my cheeks and I know I'm going to scream. He's working the dildo in an out of my ass, god! it feels like it's on fire, he pushes it in again and skims my prostrate I groan at that small bit of pleasure, he hears and makes a point of angling it so it hits the spot every time, now I start to moan I can't help it I start to push back against his hand my cock is hard and aching he laughs in a sort of breathless way, he's turned on by what he's doing I know he is. I want to cum but I can't it's the same every time, the pain, the pleasure, but no release, what, wait, a hand pushing under me can't see who it is grabbing my cock, working it, bringing me to climax Oh thank you, thank you, yes, yes, I'm coming, yeeeeeesssssss!, as I cum I wake up, I'm lying on my back panting and suddenly I realise Jeff is hovering above me holding on to my softening cock
"Matt, Matt are you OK? Matt, speak to me please"
"Jeff?"
"Matt I'm sorry I had to do something you were screaming saying you were in pain, saying you needed to cum, did I do right?, did I hurt you?"
"Oh Jeff you did right thank you" I went on to tell him about the nightmare, he nodded "You've woken me up before but this time was the worst,
I was scared, I had to do something" he looks at me "You know they say dreams come from your subconscious, maybe you think that what we have is wrong"
"NO, never, I love you Jeff that can't be wrong, but I do worry what the other wrestlers would think if they found out, maybe that's what the nightmares about"
"Yeah, well they're not going to find out and if they do, we'll deal with it then" I look at my baby brother and see a new side to him, stronger, reassuring me instead of the other way round. I nod and wrap my arms round him knowing that whatever happens we'll face it together strengthened by the love we have not weakened by it. With that thought in mind and reassured by it I drift off to sleep knowing the nightmares are
hopefully gone for good.