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I had another weird, but funny, dream last night…

I don’t know if it was in the future, or what had happened, but the landscape was dramatically changed. No Earth altering event could have happened at all, it could have just been the natural dreamscape of my world. But anyways, some of the roads now ran vertically, instead of horizontally. So one would have to somehow climb up certain roads, like climbing a mountain. I got off the bus to discover that my house and yard was now a floating island above its original location. The road my house is on was still there, except it was now vertical, racing into the sky, meeting perpendicularly with the side of my driveway. I started climbing. I was almost to my driveway when I started having trouble. I was exhausted from climbing, and I felt I couldn’t let go of the road to grab onto my driveway. This unnamed boy was climbing behind me. He seemed to be a bit younger than myself, and was no one I knew from reality, though he did seem to have an air of familiarity, like his face was made from an amalgam of different faces I had encountered before. He quickly reached my location and started pushing me onto the driveway. When I was safely on the driveway, I turned and helped him up. We sat there panting for a little, both exhausted and needing the rest. After we caught our breaths for a little bit, the boy got up and asked to use my bathroom. I told him where he could find it, and he went inside the house. My clothes were soaked from the snow, so I took off my jacket and a few other articles so I wouldn’t freeze. I saw the boy come back out of the corner of my eye, and it seemed he was only in his underwear, but I kept my back turned towards him, figuring he took off his clothes because they were soaked too, and not wanting to say anything to this guy that I didn’t know, and most importantly, had probably just saved my life. I kept taking off articles of clothing, for I had many layers on. I heard the guy say “Hey” behind me, and I turned to find his face only inches from mine. I glanced down and noticed he had a multi-colored, glittery man thong on. I quickly looked away, not sure how to react to a boy in only a banana hammock standing on my driveway. He said “What? Aren’t you even going to look at it?” I knew what he meant, and being who I am, I couldn’t resist. I lowered my eyes back down to his crotch, and this time seen the huge bulge in the front of is underwear. The sight of the thong, his close proximity, and the fact that he had just saved my life was too much for me. I leaned forward and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around me, kissing me heavier. I started grinding against his junk.

That’s about all I remember of the dream. I was awakened by the neighbor’s dog barking. Just the absurdity of the landscape and the image of this younger guy in a glittery thong made the dream pretty funny when you think about it. It was also weird, considering how it started out, that it turned out to be a sexual dream.