WaterDreamer

I find myself in my father's home office/guest room (same basic layout, same side of the hall, as his out-of-state house IWL where I occasionally visit... the only different thing is the desk is where the spare guest bed is supposed to be). There's an attractive guy in there with me - about my age, tall with shortish blond hair. I don't pay much attention to him at first, because I somehow realize I'm dreaming! The first thing I do then is make a point to look carefully at a digital clock in the room, since I retardedly passed up that opportunity in my last lucid. It's a blue display. Each time I look at it it says a different time. The first couple look like normal times, but then they start having lots of 0's. I don't see any dramatic mutations when I try staring.

With that mission accomplished, I start to think about what else to do. That's when I look at the guy in the room with me, who is now basically laying on top of the desk, and already has his shirt off. He's looking at me. Sure, why not - it's only a dream! But first I stupidly look down the hall to see if anyone's around, even though I know it's a dream. I recall seeing my younger step-sister in her bedroom at the end of the hall, on the floor playing or doing something (doesn't make sense since she's 17 IWL). I remind myself it's a dream, in fact I can't recall if I even shut the door. As I turn back to the guy waiting on the desk for me, I think something along the lines of, "Gee, hope I don't start to feel my real body in bed, or just wake up". The awesome part is, upon thinking this I DON'T wake up! It occurs to me that this lucid is lasting longer than my previous ones, and I have no problems moving my dream body.

So then I start taking off my clothes and climb onto the desk with the blond guy. I'm pleasantly surprised to have a chance to experience lucid sex for myself, so early on in my lucid experiences (this is only my 4th LD). Despite my preference of being on the bottom, I find myself intending to climb on top of him, maybe just because he's already laying down. Most unfortunately, I lose the dream before we get to the good stuff.