Giving Head and Making Out

There was this nekked guy, with two huge biker types right next to him. They forced him over into the plough position in yoga, and then made him give himself head. It was kind of hot, very scary, and unbelievable all at the same time. I wasn't actually there, I was watching it kind of through a camera lens, and it kept automatically changing angles..

Dustin & I are in this warehouse that he lives in. There's a raised platform with beech stairs leading up to it. We're on the couch, sitting next to W. & A. and he starts kissing me (weird, his song just came onto my media player, one that he sings, as I'm typing this... how odd) It starts getting pretty hot & heavy, and W&A have to move way over on the couch so that we can get busy next to them. I break away from a passionate kiss, horrified... I'm with Ja! What am I doing? Upset, I leave the room, and walk into the kitchen. He follows me, as does A., and I start raving about how I've ruined everything with Ja., and what was I thinking, blah blah blah. I decide that I'm going to tell Ja., before the story gets back to him. A&W assure me that they won't tell him, but I just don't trust that the truth won't come out, and feel like a coward when I even think about keeping it a secret. Later on in the same dream, Dustin & I are making out on this set of stairs... I keep trying to break away - friends are sleeping in sleeping bags all around us, but he keeps pulling me back. The bed is balanced on the edge of the stairs, and it keeps almost falling off, but he tells me no, that it'll be fine. It's hot, but very scary at the same time. At this point in the dream, I'm no longer with Ja., and just give in and go for it.