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Monday, January 3, 2022

[SS-1019] Ladder Dreams


[LADDER DREAMS]

The female secretary of the specialized psychobehavioral therapy clinic hands me a pen and three sheets of paper.

"The doctor and dream specialist is still inside with a clients," she says. "I suggest you write down a narrative or draw the dreams that you want to get insights from."

I smile and get them from her. I close my eyes and imagine the dreams that trouble me at night.

Two vivid scenes enter my mind. First is a naked, muscular man climbing up a staircase leading to nowhere.

He stands at the top, turns to me and start showing his erection to me. He starts jacking it off. Then he cums, and I shower in his seed.

The second scene is another muscular man, climbing a metal ladder, again leading to nowhere. 


He hangs and faces me. His erection beckons me. I suck it. He fills my guts with seed.

Then I remember a man sitting near us. He is also gymfit. He speaks.

"Yeah you are my sluts. You are going to come to me soon."

I open my eyes when the secretary announces, "the doctor is ready for you."

To my surprise, when I enter the room I see three people. Behind the desk is the third man in my dreams. 


There are two men sitting in chairs in front of the desk, naked: they are the two ripped men from my dreams.

The doctor smirks as me, "you finally found me. Join these other sluts."



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