I was cleaning my parents' garage and someone had a really nice car but it was taking up too much room so I folded it up until it was the size of a vacuum. Whomever I was cleaning with had mentioned that he was sorry that he would have to leave the keys in it, which were just dangling in the ignition.

Later I was at a concert and I sat in the orchestra section with my old neighbor Tim Brennan and one other friend (although I can't recall who). At some point I realized that my parents and sisters were up in the balcony so we all rushed up to be with them. On our way up you could hear a popular Ratt song starting to play so we scrambled even faster up the stairs.

When we reached the top my family was in the front row and once we sat down all of them started laughing and joking and it was disrupting everyone behind us who were trying to watch the concert.

At some point a woman came onstage and started throwing these snowball-sized balls of compacted powder into the crowd, and the trick was to catch it and throw it again without it breaking and then you'd win a prize. I must have caught about five of them but they broke upon catching them every time.

After the show my parents drove me home but it was all a blur and I woke up in the middle of the night only to find all the streets surrounding my house filled with cops. They had apparently just apprehended a guy and they were screaming at him and beating him as they forced him over to the police van. I scrambled to find my camcorder but gave up looking once I saw that he has been put in the van already.

I left my apartment and started wandering around the city but it was still dark and too early for anything to be open. Eventually I found this art exhibit where this man had designed hundreds of those old saloon doors and they had lined them up so you had to walk through all of them before you could exit.

As I pushed through them as fast as I could I could hear Ira Glass (the host of This American Life) interviewing this artist and talking about how he remembered speaking with him when he first started the project.

I pushed through the last of the doors and found myself in this small room. From the interview I knew that one of the walls was fake so I pushed on them until I found the one which opened and let me outside.

When I got outside I found myself in a junkyard filled with old motorcycles and a bitter old man was standing there as I exited, as if he was waiting for me the entire time.

"Get off my property, and then call this organization and tell them to lock that wall because you are all trespassing. This is private property."

I jumped onto the railroad tracks that ran through the backyard but there was a fence preventing me from leaving. Behind me the man continued his rant, and calmly, as if spoken by Clint Eastwood, I said "You just mind your own business and I'll mind mine."

There was a small sign that read "Caution: Electric Fence" and although I thought it was a bluff I still continued looking for a gap or a way to jump over it because I didn't want to discover that it wasn't.

I was in school with a few old High School classmates and after class let out I was alone with Sarah R., my old ninth grade crush. We sat talking for a few minutes just reminiscing about high school, and as I turned to give her a hug I could feel this change in feeling between us, and before I knew it we were french-kissing. It was such an awkward feeling because I can't recall the last time I french-kissed someone, and with the nervousness of doing it with a practical stranger it was even more bizarre.

The next day we met up in class again and this time a few of the other girls had arranged for us to meet in the stairway of the school for a quick fuck. When I opened the door I noticed that these two other girls had come along to watch and before I knew it they laid me down on the floor, all smiles and totally calm, as if they did this every day.

One of the girls was this beautiful blonde, and I decided to try my best to get a taste of her before I started with Sarah. I said "I think this will work best if (forgot her name) knelt over me for a minute."

I laid down flat and a few seconds later I saw two legs stepping onto each side of my head, and slowly her knees bent as her crotch came closer to my nose, her dearest parts barely covered by a thin white thong.

When her knees reached the ground I wasted no time in pulling the thong down and spreading her cheeks with both hands, exposing her cute, tight, smooth little asshole to everyone around her. I licked it long and hard, working my tongue as far in as her muscles would allow, knowing full well that I may never be as happy as I was in those few seconds.

But I kept it brief. After all, the main entree was waiting just behind me and I didn't want her to think that she was less desirable (even though at that moment she was).

When I made my way over to Sarah she was lying naked on the floor and I climbed on top of her and kissed her body slowly until our faces were aligned. I took a sip of her water (which she had written "diet water" on the side, and I thought that was so adorable) and was careful to wipe off the rim so she wouldn't have to smell her friend's asshole the next time she took a sip.

I started playing with myself trying to get hard, and with every pump I was literally spewing pre-cum. I knelt over her breasts and pumped my clear juice all over her breasts and rubbed them until they were glistening, her nipples hard and aroused. I continued to spew pre-cum all over her and due to the unusual amount I was convinced that I must have been more aroused in this moment than I ever have been in my entire life.

Once I was fully erect I grabbed a condom and opened it as quickly as I possibly could. After opening it I realized it was old and dried up, and it occurred to me that I hadn't used a condom in a very long time. I reached for the other one and hoped for the best. I peeled the wrapper, slid the rubber circle out....annnd....YES! It was lubed and perfect!

As I got into position to enter her I decided that when I approached orgasm I would pull out and jerk off on her stomach because I was afraid I would break the condom with the amount of cum built up inside of me.

I woke up before the chance would arrive. Still, I felt extremely fulfilled.