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It All Started With Wet Dreams

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Age: 36 Posted on: 31 Jul 2020 7 comments
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'Only Wet Dream' made me remember the wet dreams I experienced before discovering masturbation.
It was the winter of my eighth grade, I was 13. I had not discovered masturbation, but I remember having frequent erections, particularly as I would get ready for bed and when I woke in the morning.

One morning before dawn, I remember having a dream about my next door neighbor, she was a year or two younger than me and good looking. In my dream we were making out in her room; when I woke up, my underwear was soaked and my belly was sticky. Shocked, I turned on the light and stripped naked, and examined myself and underwear. I had no idea what happened, or knew what this sticky whitish stuff all over me was. Some of it was still oozing out of my penis, which was still twitching as it shrunk from an erection. I ran to the bathroom naked, hoping no one would wake up, and tried to pee. I did, to my relief. I felt better, thinking it was just a weird instance.

Then about a week later, it happened again! It was nearly the same dream and the same result. This would continue at the rate of once or twice a week. I got so concerned, I nearly told my parents (we never talked about anything like this).

Then one day in health class, we learned about nocturnal emissions (never mentioned the term wet dream) and ejaculation and semen. Now I knew what was happening, and was taught that it was normal. No mention in health class about masturbation. So I was relieved to know what was happening to me was normal, but the frequency of my wet dreams was getting annoying because of dealing with the mess.

Then while on a family vacation that summer, I heard some boys at the hotel pool talking about sex and one said that 'If you pull your boner 100 times it will feel like having sex with a girl.'

That night I laid awake waiting for my little sister and parents to fall asleep in the hotel room. Finally, I slipped my pants down and I grabbed the head of my erect penis and gave a couple of tugs. It didn't seem to do anything, and it kind of hurt. Then I wrapped my fist around the shaft and pulled it up and down...that was more like it. I started counting. Slowly at first and then a little faster, by the time I got near 90, I felt like I had to pee, so I jumped up and went to the bathroom, but nothing. I tried pulling and counting again in bed and approached that point again, but I was too afraid to go further because of my sister in the same bed and my parents in the bed right next to me.

Finally, we were home again. That first night in my own room again, I started pulling and counting again. This time, when I started to feel close, I got up and turned on my lamp. I sat on the edge of my bed completely naked and started pulling and counting again slowly and faster at times and went past 100 and felt a couple of twitches but this time I made myself keep pulling. I stopped when I felt the pulsing start, and then I erupted 4 or 5 times. I fell back on my bed and caught my breath. It felt great! I immediately realized that it was semen.

That was the end of my wet dreams and the beginning of my favorite private past time.