First was one of those "physical alteration" dreams. Like, dreaming that my teeth fall out, or that I have a hole in my knee, stuff like that. It's mostly nightmare-ish, but not this time. And it was a bit confusing. I was looking down at my body, and I noticed a hole just under my navel. I thought "oh yeah, it's from my piercing". Then I looked again, and noticed the hole wasn't under my navel, but through my foreskin. I thought "oh yeah, I took it out for some reason, but never put it back in!" Then I tried to remember when I actually got the piercing, but I couldn't remember at all. That's usually the point in the dream where dream-me panics, and I wake up - which I why it's always easier (for me at least) to remember "bad" and weird dreams.
Anyway, to clarify: I don't have any piercings in real life, but they are a sort of personal fetish. Lately I've been thinking of getting a PA, but I've decided against it because it wouldn't look nice on my penis. It can shrink to less than 2 inches, I don't think it would look very nice. I'd love to get my nipples pierced, but they're really small as well, not sure if it would work.
Anyway, back to my dreams. Second one isn't nearly as kinky. It was a really long dream, university-related. I was leaving university, and I wasn't sad about that at all until I met up with my best friend there (in real life, one of my school friends, who I haven't seen in over 12 years). It was something he said that made me all emotional. We hugged. Then we kissed. Then we wanted to find a more private place for more kissing :)
I saw the Kinsey film recently (you know, Kinsey scale? Look it up if you never heard of it), and the dream made me think of how many of my classmates might be gay. I was always in fairly big classes, and if you take into consideration that at least 1 out of 10 people are gay (or, at the very least, not 100% straight) there must be quite a few. A couple of years ago I saw someone, sort of shy guy, picked on when I went to school with him - and he was with another guy, obviously his boyfriend. The good thing is, I've hardly ever seen him happy at school, and that moment he was beaming, so it was really nice to see he turned out to be okay.
The guy from the dream was one of my best friends in middle school and early high school, and I wouldn't be that surprised if he turned out to be gay. He was certainly...different. But so was I, I guess.
In other news, I'm definitely going to see Master R in 2 weeks, and it might be with another boy. Looking forward to it.
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