As I approach my twenty-first birthday I think of how I want to spend it. Then reality rears its ugly head, but hey, a man can dream. 

 It would be perfect if I could have a reverse bukkake and just lay there while woman after woman squirts all over me... I have to stop there, its too much to think about since I would probably die in ecstacy from my heart stopping in both disbelief and excitement. 

Many things turn me on (as to be expected from a man of 20) but none as much as white freckled gingers with hair like that of a sunset or sweet, smooth mocha beauty. It just seems weird because those are opposite ends of the spectrum :p 

Also being like 5-20 years older than myself is a turn on in its own.