Nov 2 “Daydream”

#NoNutNarrator

On the second day of Glow’s challenge, he finds himself zoning out. His flock has a relaxed lifestyle, so stretches of time spent doing nothing but relaxing in the pasture and watching over them is common. The shepherd’s mind wanders…

He thinks about Fisch. Just two days ago, they had done something amazing together, and his mind drifts to that memory without his conscious decision. He can see Fisch giving him kisses. He can see Fisch stroking his tummy. He can see Fisch’s face between his legs.

Glow’s flipper finds its way automatically to his member. He doesn’t even realize he’s fully hard – it must have snuck up on him during the daydreaming. Nor does he realize it when he starts stroking his flipper up and down his length. He’s not in the present moment, he’s fantasizing about the past, about that memory of Fisch touching his body two days ago.

On that day Fisch had made Glow cum too many ways to count. Glow’s idle mind drifts between the different sections of the memory willy-nilly. Like a true dream, this daydream has no need for making sense. One moment Fisch is kissing Glow, the next he is sucking him off, and the next, Glow’s mind is multitasking fantasizing about both at the same time.

Glow’s flipper strokes faster. He’s not thinking about it at all, it just happens while he’s immersed in his own head. He is supposed to be watching the flock, but now his flock is watching him. Watching their leader and caretaker half-doze off, his eyelids low and eyes unfocused, stroking himself openly.

The ram is deep in Fisch’s mouth now, in his own imagination. And at the same time, Fisch’s tongue is deep in Glow’s mouth. An impossibility only feasible in his daydreamy state.

The Lightkeeper Flock watches their shepherd enjoy himself more and more, his body responding to the pleasure his own flipper is putting him through. Responding with fidgeting thighs, with heavier breaths. It looks and sounds like he’s getting closer.

When his fidgeting and aroused little sounds starts getting notably more drastic, one of the flock’s Mareep breaks off from the crowd and taps Glow, calling his name.

The Ampharos jolts out of his daydream, returning to the real world with a look of shocked confusion on his face. His flipper stops abruptly, grasping his shaft tightly. He looks down at the Mareep at his side.

“Uh Glow, weren’t you supposed to be doing that, uh, thing, where you don’t…?” The Mareep trails off, but their message of warning comes through.

Yes, of course some of the flock found out about what Glow was doing that month, especially with the way he had been acting yesterday. 

Afterglow only realizes now what he has been doing, and his blush of arousal turns into a blush of embarrassment.

“You’re right – I…” Glow tries to shake himself out of his state of mind. He’s looking down at his own flipper, wrapped around his dick. It feels like it’s impatiently waiting for him to finish. “I got really carried away,” he admits.

“Thanks,” he tells the Mareep quietly, embarrassed that he had nearly broken his little vow ALREADY. It’s only the second day for fuck’s sake. If he’s getting this carried away already, then what would the rest of the month look like?
