Preventing Wet Dreams

I've always had a LOT of wet dreams. They started when I was 13, and I went from one a month to one a night in the space of about 3 months. Pretty soon I had a dozen semen stains on every bedsheet I possessed and was accustomed to waking up on my tummy with a sticky wet mess under me every morning.

My parents were okay with it, I always showered in the morning and changed my bedsheets once a week, and on the whole they left me to it. The only time it cause problems was sleepovers, and in the end I resorted to putting a piece of fleece into my underpants to subtley remove in the morning. I saw a few other boys wake up with wet stains on those, and felt for them.

My the time I was 18 I'd expected it to die down, but it hadn't. I suspected it'd stop if I came before I went to bed, and sure enough it certainly happened less often. Then I went to college and began sleeping with my girlfriend (as in, in the same bed, but not having sex just yet). It just wasn't practical to jerk off before bed (it took me while so I couldn't just go to the bathroom). I was so embarrassed the first morning we slept in the same bed and I woke up with a sticky mess in my boxers, but she didn't seem to care. After a week of this happening every morning, she asked me if I always came in the night. I told her I did, and she told me if I jerked off before bed it probably wouldn't happen. I confessed I usually did, but didn't want to when she was there.

Well, I should have said something sooner! The next night we were cuddling in bed and her hands slipped down my boxers. I was almost instantly hard and asked her what she was doing (we'd agreed we didn't want to have sex until we'd been going out a few months). She whispered that if I came now, I wouldn't wake up embarrassed. She kept rubbing me until I was really close, when I groaned I was going to come. She abruptly stopped and mumbled for me to return the favour. I was about to explode, but I obligingly put my hands down her panties and rubbed her clit for a while. She began to hump my hand, letting out little pants and gasps, and then tensed from top to toe and I felt a run of fluid over my fingers. She moaned long and loud, her humping slowing, and then sat up. I eventually fell asleep with my dick hanging out my boxers, and woke up hard, but not sticky.

Until we began to have sex, it was our nightly routine, and sometimes it still is!