Zacky was in a waiting room, waiting (obviously). Although he was getting quite impatient. Couples arguing what they thought were quiet but loud enough to annoy Zacky. Bratty kids yelling at either their parents or other kids. Zacky really started to think that this was a bad idea. “Mr. Baker.” Zacky looked to up to see a young petite woman calling his name. “Dr. Jones will see you now,” said the woman. The woman led Zacky to another door, to a hallway, and to the office of the psychologist.
“Ah, Mr. Baker,” the doctor said, her face focused on the paper she was writing on, “Sit on the couch… I just need a moment.” Zacky sat on the couch, fiddling with his septum piercing. Then, with his tongue, started playing with his snakebites. The doctor spun around in her chair as Zacky was staring around at the ceiling. “So Mr. Baker,” said the doctor, which made Zacky immediately turned his attention to the doctor, “You’ve been having weird dreams lately?”

“Yes,” answered Zacky.

“What kind?”

“Just weird dreams… mostly wet dreams.”

“Okay,” the doctor said as she scribbled notes on her clipboard, “When did dreams start?”

“After I found out I… kinda like guys,” said Zacky, then bit his left lip ring.

Dr. Jones wrote more notes on her clipboard, “Can you tell what happens in these dreams?”

Zacky bit at one of his lip rings before answering, “I live in a house with my four best friends. I do everything around the house. I cook the meals, I clean, I do everyone’s laundry. I can only wear boxer shorts.”

The doctor raised an eyebrow as she wrote down notes.

Zacky continued, “They… screw me whenever they want.”

“Your best friends?” asked Dr. Jones, “Do you see them a lot?”

“Pretty much see them everyday,” Zacky answered.

The doctor wrote on the clipboard, “Keep going… if there’s more.”

“There’s rules too,” said Zacky, “If I follow them, I get rewarded. If I don’t, I get punished. All though, the rewards and punishments are almost the same.”

“How so?” asked Dr. Jones.

“I… kinda found out I like it kinky… and they would reward me by doing such things… but the punishments were the same until it was to the point where a normal person wouldn’t like it anymore… but… but I like it.” Zacky looked down at his shoes, partly ashamed admitting his darkest moments. “I don’t know why I do,” said Zacky still looking at his shoes, “But I do.”

“Well the reasoning for your friends being in your dreams is because you are around them a lot,” said the doctor, “and the wet dreams are from a long time from not having any sexual intercourse.” Zacky opened his mouth, but after a second he closed it back up. He didn’t want to admit that it has been a while, but it was the truth. “One more thing,” said Zacky, “All of my friends are nice in the real world, but in my dreams they’re pretty much jerks. Except one. One of them is nice in my dreams too.” “Could you ever see him being mean?” asked Dr. Jones. Zacky shook his head and chuckled, “Never.” “That’s why he’s like that way in your dreams,” the doctor answered, “The others have picked on you in some way, so that’s why they’re… jerks… in your dreams.” Zacky licked his lips as he took in all this information. “I suggest seeing another guy,” said the doctor, “Have a relationship. The dreams should go away and if they don’t, then come see me again and find out why.” Zacky nodded, “Okay. Thank you doctor."

Notes

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