Nathan Exposed: the naked truth about my gay life

I recently had a dream that took place in a secret garden. Like so many of my dreams, it took place in the past tense, in my hometown, when I was a teenager.

In this particular episode, I was standing outside the entrance in a t-shirt that stopped just past my balls. I’m not someone who would ever go to a nudist type of place (sorry Lewis), so I was very nervous. There were 2 girls I knew sitting in the grass, telling me to come in. I hesitated, feeling shy that everyone would see my package.

“Don’t worry,” one of them assured me, “nobody’s paying attention.”

Then I saw two guys from my school. Jock types, football players. They were standing there naked and they leaned in to kiss each other. I was just inches away from them.

My t-shirt started to protrude out and I felt embarrassed. I tried to make a joke to pass off my raging hard-on.

“Well, I guess this t-shirt isn’t going to cover much now,” I said. The 2 girls giggled, agreeing with me.

The next thing I remember was being inside the garden. It was like a different world. Everyone there was someone I knew when I was in school. Oddly, I felt accepted in this garden, whereas I never felt accepted in school.

That’s all I remember.

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Thu, Sep 27, 2007 @ 12:48 am | Filed in Dreams | Permalink 2 Comments

    I have to say, I like Nathan’s secret garden!

    Posted by Daniel on Thu, Sep 27, 2007 @ 12:56 am

      It’s so much easier to just say “^%$ it” and go naked. You never have to worry about these sorts of bad dreams. Thank god it wasn’t a wet dream.

      Posted by Lewis on Thu, Sep 27, 2007 @ 3:34 pm

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