Sleep Dream. I’m in an old-fashioned feeling space that looks a bit like Relatively Wilde Bookstore, but seems to be a barbershop. I am in an old-fashioned barber’s chair, the middle one in a row of 3. They set up near the north wall, close to the big display window that looks out onto the sidewalk. It is sunny and light. There are three or four burly gay fellows with me. One, ruddy blond and furry, in a sleeveless green plaid shirt is behind my chair. There is an elegantly bearded, short, dark-haired fellow in the chair to my right. A couple of other fellows are standing by us. The fellow behind me is very friendly and smiling. He is like a teddy bear. His light eyes are tender and glittering. He says that he will take care of me: “I know just what you need!”. I trust him.
The dark-haired fellow nods in agreement. Blond fellow tilts my chair back and proceeds to masturbate, all the while looking me in the eyes. Just as he is ready to ejaculate, he places his glans in my mouth, into which he cums. I realize that the ejaculate is not sperm, but some sort of a powerful energy, a nectar, will fill me with glowing light. The dark haired fellow then masturbates, looking me in the eyes, and penetrates my anus, also filling me with that same powerful substance of light. With my dreaming mind’s eye I can see the two streams of light moving through me from the two directions and meeting in my middle (at my solar plexus?) I feel tremendously protected and safe in the company of these fellows. Blond man offers to do whatever else I would like.