I Had A Dream Last Night

I am normally not one to remember such details of a dream, only this time I did and I want to jump at that opportunity and write it down... So yes, this is really some dream I had the other night.

I Had A Dream Last Night
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Originally I didn't make this public because I was like it's kind of weird? and I wrote it at 2:00 am, quite high, and I only vaguely remember writing it. Naturally being high and sleep-deprived I thought at the time it was the greatest thing I've ever written! of course, I was wrong. However, I asked myself why I created this website if I was going to hesitate to share anything deeply personal even if it was weird? That's the whole point of this space, I don't have to see your reaction to reading this, but it keeps me sane - the ability to share these thoughts. So yes, this is really some dream I had the other night... I am normally not one to remember such details of a dream, only this time I did and I want to jump at that opportunity and write it down.

Specifically, I had a wet dream last night. Oddly enough those words come with surprise and joy. Surprise because I haven't had a wet dream since I was a teenager... and joy for more or less the same reason, it made me feel like a teenager once again. The specifics of the wet dream is where it gets weird, but in saying that aren't dreams innately weird anyway. Ironically,  if a dream can be substituted for real life, wouldn't that make it weirder?

Anyway, the dream goes like this; I was on flat grassy plains that seemed to be endless, being chased by a giant who was unrecognizable. Now I don't use the word "giant" lightly here because this giant was the size of king kong, only he was wearing clothes. With luck (is there luck in a dream? or I suppose it was always going to happen, are dreams pre-determined? That's a topic for another day) I stumbled upon a castle with no doors. This didn't seem to bother me as I had already planned to fly into the window instead, and so I did. The giant was now poking his fingers through the windows of the castle, almost like a game of whack-a-mole. I figured while I am in here I've got nothing else to do but wait out the giant and so I looked for valuables and stuffed my pockets. This new task of mine lead me through many rooms of the castle, to which I found a woman in one. The specifics here get hazy, as I don't have the faintest idea what the girl was doing and nor did I question it at all. It all seemed natural. The room resembled a kitchen, or was it a bathroom? Honestly, I'm assuming here because all I recognized was a sink.

You may be thinking at this point, Tom, wasn't this a wet dream? And well up to this point I wasn't aware it was going to be a wet dream either. To set the scene, we have the giant's eye looking through the windows trying to scout me out (did he know there was another person in here with me? I am not sure, I should have asked him), me leaning over the sink gasping for water because after all this is a stressful situation and I have been running from this giant for god knows how long. The woman, who remains unnamed and who has yet to say a word, walks over to me and we start passionately making out. I wish it were more complex than that I really do, I also wish it was as easy as this. No words were even exchanged. One thing lead to another and now she is on her knees with my cock in her mouth, getting throat-fucked and at this point in the story is where I cum and begin to wake up because the feeling was so intense.

To be completely honest, I was quite disgusted with myself and also a bit confused. Now in an attempt to conduct a brief Freudian analysis on this dream. The disgust I think came from post-nut clarity. Confusion because in all my sexually involved relationships, I've never been that fond of a blowjob, and therefore, it hasn't happened often. So the confusion is out of curiosity of what it would feel like. But in reality, and in reference to Freud's own work, a lot of it can't be proven, and maybe there is no higher meaning to this wet dream and I should just leave it at that? A horny, sexually deprived man, feeling like a teenager once again.