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"I thought, "What the hell!" "I’ll wrestle with Skippy, just for the excitement, and the hard hairy chest rub he’ll give me!"
" I jacked so much jizz into his chest, that my balls went "flat line!"
"Fortunately, he was right there to pump up my gonads with a good protein injection down my shaft!"
"Would I wrestle with him again?
Anyone interpret dreams?
i dreamt last night that i was trying to seduce the devil. I’ve searched for hours for an image that fits my dream and these are the best i can come up with. He was a muscular combination of Scott Speedman and Scott Bakula.
i was in a strange place that i can only assume was either purgatory or hell. i can’t remember the details but it seems like i was trying to stay low and avoid detection. But then i was standing in line for something - maybe judgment - outside the devil’s office. The line wasn’t to see the devil; it was for something else i think. But i seemed to think He could spare me whatever it was I was in line for so i decided to seduce Him - well, that and because He was sexy as Hell (ta dum) and it was a dream and i was horny. He had short dark dirty blonde hair and was wearing those tight gym shorts that coaches wear and no shirt; He was hairy and sweating because it was hot. i decided i wanted Him to fuck me so i knocked on His door and asked if i could see HIm. He let me in. i immediately started flirting with Him, talking in double entendres but He wasn’t having it. He knew what i was doing but He was all business and only mildly interested. Still, He cleared the room: there was a tall, muscular dark-haired man in white who had been giving someone a massage and some teenaged person in the office that He dismissed to focus His attention on me.
He wanted to hear my plan, which i had to come up with on the spot. i came up with an insane idea to harness the energy off of two men having sex, especially during orgasm. He was intrigued. He was sitting on His desk, legs spread. i ran my hands over his beautiful, hairy thighs and woke up. With a hard on.
Now, i did blog right before going to bed so perhaps it’s just tumblring in my sleep and nothing more. But i welcome your thoughts on the matter.