For many years Kristen Bjorn stood alone in creating high-class porn with luscious foreign men of incredible beauty. Nowadays he has stiff competition from Lucas Kazan, Borbely, Herve Handsome, William Higgins, and Bjorns own right-hand man, The Bear. Nevertheless, a new Bjorn film is a noteworthy event. It is all here: the incredible men, the multiple orgasms per scene, the no-hands cum shots, the superior photography. It is undeniably, unmistakably Bjorn. Yet aside from a couple of the guys licking up their own cum, this film breaks no new ground. And thats the problem. Weve seen it all before, and weve seen him do it better. Dont get me wrong; its a great film. Bjorn can do no less. Its just not one of his major ones. The premise, as the title states, is that of men who dream of hot sexual encounters. The first dreamer is a hunk by the name of Andres Duranza. He awakens (or does he) to walk downstairspreceded by a marvelous erection. (Stiff dicks generally lead the way for the men in Bjorns films.