When I was 13, I had only masturbated a couple of times. For some reason I thought it was a dirty thing to do, so resisted the temptation. I don't know why I thought that, as I don't remember anyone telling me it was dirty, but there must have been an incident in my childhood where my mother caught me playing with myself and said something that embarrassed me. Anyway, I had shot semen only a couple of times, and that kinda reinforced my negative feelings, as I had to clean it up.

I had a close friend who slept over at my house a lot. I had a double bed, which we shared. For years we had played tickle games where we'd get naked under the covers and lightly tickle each other. The best part was tickling each others' privates, but we never did it enough to orgasm. I remember it was really exciting to feel him up, and it felt so good when he did it to me.

Then this one night after a good tickling session, I woke up to an orgasm -- a wet dream. It was probably triggered by being so turned on by the tickle session. But I didn't really know what was happening, except that it felt really good. But then I realized the warm mess in my underwear was soaking them and was smeared all over my crotch. I had been moving around a lot during the wet dream, and woken my friend, and he had watched while I humped the mattress and came in my underwear. He was smiling, and when I was done remarked something like, "Boy, you really were going at it!"

Well, I was really embarrassed, and he could tell, but he told me not to worry about it. He did things like that all the time. That was a surprise, as I never suspected anyone else experienced such things. I complained about the mess and how I had to go clean up. When I got back from the bathroom, naked because I put my underwear in the hamper, I found him laying there with his underwear pulled down, masturbating. It was very interesting to watch.

When he was done and cleaned up, we got talking about it, and compared notes. He told me that his father had explained all this to him, that it wasn't dirty. In fact his father encouraged him to enjoy it since it was harmless fun. When I complained again about the mess from the wet dream, he said his father had taught him that the best way to avoid that mess was to masturbate frequently, like once a day. Then there would be no wet dreams.

Well, I took that advice to heart, and began masturbating at least once a day, and never had that problem again. At first I was afraid I'd forget and have a wet dream, but I quickly found that with a better attitude towards masturbation, forgetting wasn't possible. I had the urge at least once a day, and fullfilled it.