A Tangled Thread Inside my Head

I was in a hotel with a guy friend and my parents. We all went to the reception area and checked in before heading up to our room.
This was a room with two king sized beds with dark green bed spreads.
My parents both suddenly got very tired and went to bed immediately. Me and my friend said we were going to the hotel's pool. They approved and we headed out of the door in our swimsuits.
However, when we were in the hall heading to the elevator, we both agreed that we didn't want to go to the pool.
Instead, we decided to go have sex back in the room.
We crept in as sneakily as we possibly could as not to wake my parents, then we settled on the floor between the sliding glass door onto the balcony and the second bed that my parents were not sleeping in.
We looked at each other awkwardly for a second before I leaned in and kissed his neck. He closed his eyes and grabbed me. We stretched out on the floor and started to strip each other. I reached down for his swim trunks and shimmied them off his hips as he did the same with my bikini.
We then made love on the floor of the hotel and even though we were loud, my parents didn't wake up.

I was taking a shower in my bathroom, when a friend from my history class pulled open my shower curtain and told me that I had a visitor that wanted to see me immediately.
"Can't this wait? I'm taking a shower!"
"No. He has requested to see you at once."
"Fine" I said as I wrapped myself up in a towel shampoo still in my hair.

I followed my friend downstairs to the area in front of my front door and standings there was a much older version of a childhood friend who (in real life) had proposed to me when I was 5 and I screamed and ran away after throwing a pine cone at him.

However, this boy (in real life) had been an awkward only child and very much a mama's boy. I had played with him anyway when we were kids, but that didn't make him any less weird.

Anyway, he sported a completely opposite demeanor now in the dream. He was calm, confident and actually a little bit attractive.
"Kurt," I said "what are you doing here? And why couldn't this wait 10 minutes? I'm in the freaking shower!"
"Mind if I join you?" he stated without a hint of nervousness.

All of a sudden, the thought of him being in the shower with me became more than appealing. Although still confused and a tad apprehensive, I answered with a meek yes and he followed me upstairs.

The girl from my history class was still upstairs and she had actually gotten in my shower and was cleaning herself with a luffa.

Kurt glanced at me slyly
"The more the merrier!" he exclaimed as he began to strip.

Still very confused as to why I was attracted to my dorky childhood friend who I hadn't seen in more than half a decade, I got in to the shower with my friend from history and she began to wash me with the luffa.

Kurt just watched her wash me for a second as i stood stiff weirded out that I was doing this with a girl. Kurt then stepped in and we had one hell of a threesome in my shower.