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I began to slowly massage the boys' soft, thin legs while their cries subsided in volume until they became small moans. People say it's very rare to be able to feel things in dreams, but I clearly remember feeling the softness and firmness of the skin of the shotas, and it was driving me completely crazy on the inside. When the pain subsided and I finished massaging their muscles, I told the boys to go rest and eat something. Then, I walked over to where the rest of the teachers were to tell them what had happened. The perv teacher told me I did an excellent job responding to the emergency and that I looked like an expert in the field, winking at me as he said it.
I don't remember much about my dream after that, except that after helping those two boys, the rest became much friendlier towards me and hugged me frequently, and that I also helped them dry themselves off after getting out of the water and wiped their faces after they ate something. I also don't remember doing anything lewd with the shotas or myself. I was so focused on making the shotas happy and looking good in front of others that the physical discomfort of an unattended raging erection managed to wake me up.
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