So here I was last night, tuckered after my Oscar party. Crawling into bed and slipping away into a steep slumber.

I begin to have these vivid dreams. Anthony Cumia, laying on my bed with his legs spread wide, elephant trunk looking wiener dangling to one side. He lifts his legs slightly and exposes his hairy asshole and gives a coy come hither grin.

Opie’s in the corner of the room squeezing his nipples, his wee willy wet at the tip with a bubble of cum that was slowly giving way to gravity.

I woke up suddenly, and by god it turns out I had made a mess in my own bed. Can you believe that?

Anyone else have dreams like these? I’ll wait eagerly for your replies. I have all year.