We were wrestling naked. I was a bit stronger than him, although considerably older. I managed to pin him down on the floor. I remember his hairy neck and his swarthy skin. Giving up, he started talking to me in a whisper. “I just realize how silly I am,” he said. I loosened my grip. He continued: “I realize I have been courting two men at the same time.” Presumably, I was one of the two. I was flaccid while we were wrestling, but I felt the first signs of a swelling in my groin as soon as he started speaking. “Why would this be a problem,” I almost asked. Pulling myself up, I felt my penis grow. My first impulse was to hide the erection, but in the last moment I decided to show myself to him. Sitting up, I put my penis in the palm of my right hand. It was magnificent: already huge but still growing, it had an enormous head. It was crimson. The head appeared to be glowing. The only surprise was that I was wearing a sort of condom, which covered the head only. I woke up holding onto myself. It was already light outside. Although the man was someone I knew well, I could not remember who he was.