making love, dream by cosmos -- Nov. 23, 2013
In the dream, it felt like I had had a full day of pleasant activities, but I can't recount exactly what they were. I remember being with someone whose height kept changing, and this person was definitely male, my lover. But as we began taking off our clothes and making love, he became smaller. He was very compact and muscular, and somewhat aggressive. But as we're making love, I was very conscious of his small stature. Even his hands seemed smaller than mine. But he definitely did not have a small penis, and it felt wonderful making love with him. It felt very familiar, like with my first lover. I felt very secure and loved, admired, appreciated, respected all at the same time. Tender at some moments, and searching and yearning at other moments during the lovemaking as he sought to go deeper and harder with his thrusts. As the lovemaking progressed, I became more comfortable and directed him to do as it pleased me, which he obliged, like we were in sync. It was like riding a bicycle, once you learn, you don't forget, and it slowly comes back. I woke up, but I didn't want to.
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