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Wet Dreams, fact or fiction?

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Wikipedia says: Wet Dreams are most common during adolescence and early young adult years. However, nocturnal emissions may happen any time during or after puberty. The emission may happen with or without an erection, and it is possible to wake up during, or to simply sleep through, the ejaculation. Though nocturnal emissions are mostly attributed to, and more noticeable by men, women are also capable of having them.

The frequency of wet dreams is highly variable. Some men have experienced large numbers of wet dreams as teenagers, while others have never experienced one. 83% of men in the United States will experience wet dreams at some time in their life. For males who have experienced wet dreams the mean frequency ranges from 0.36 times per week for single fifteen-year-old males to 0.18 times per week for forty-year-old single males. For married males the mean ranges from 0.23 times per week for nineteen-year-old married males to 0.15 times per week for fifty-year-old married males. In some parts of the world wet dreams are more common. For example in Indonesia surveys show that 97% of men experience nocturnal emissions by the age of twenty four.

Some men have the dreams only at a certain age, while others have them throughout their lives following puberty. The frequency that one has wet dreams has not been conclusively linked to one's frequency of masturbation. Widely known sex researcher Alfred Kinsey found "There may be some correlation between the frequencies of masturbation and the frequencies of wet dreams. In general the males who have the highest frequencies of wet dream may have somewhat lower rates of masturbation. Some of these males credit the frequent emissions to the fact that they do not masturbate; but it is just as likely that the reverse relationship is true, namely, that they do not masturbate because they have frequent emissions."

I remember a discussion with a work colleague who was explaining to us that he never had a wet dream. I was wondering if he was a cronic masturbater or not? Any views? I'll tell you the answer later.

Undie
 

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From my own personal experience yes I did have wet dreams when I was younger, not often but they did happen. There was never any orgasm & there wasn't a lot of discharge but it was there.
BTW - I was, & still am, a cronic masturbator. :lol:
 
I have had about 5 wet dreams since I was 15. When I was 12,13,14 I was basically addicted to porn! Haha mom worked 12 hour shifts and slept the other time so I had the house to myself for the most part!

The last 2 or so has been fairly recently and usually does occur when I go a few days without rubbin one off!

Sometimes I wake up right at ejaculation, it felt so good then you realise its real and too late haha!
 
LOL Thanks for sharing that with us Phillionaire.

Was your avatar photo taken in Missouri by chance? After all it is the Show Me state. :lol:
 
Wet Dream anthology:

Yes I am revealing my complete wet dream history in its totality;

As I have been a chronic masturbator since 11ish, I have a complete and detailed accounting for every single event since I knew wet dreams were listed on the menu.

* When I was 16 and a Junior in high school, I confided in a Catholic Priest-Dean of Students at my high school, about my masturbatory compulsion. In good faith, he advised me that any habit can be eliminated if you are diligent avoiding temptation for at least 9 months. Later that year, I was now living 40 miles north of Frankfurt, Germany and commuting 80 miles daily to and from high school during my senior year.

One night 8 months after talking to the Priest, I woke up with a freshly deposited cum load on my abdomen and on the inside of my tightie whities. I was overwhelmed with this event. I was asking myself, was I partially awake or not? While i couldn't determine my degree of consciousness at the time it happened, I guess I allowed this questionable event to override those insufferable 8 months of total abstinence allowing my efforts to go down in total defeat, never to attempt anything quite so impossible again.

The End
 
Wet Dreaming

Phil's post got me thinking when I was a teenager. Before going to sleep sometimes I deliberately used to think over and over in my head about someone I fancied. :drool: Many times this would result in me dreaming about them, sort of forcing myself to dream about something I wanted to. The few minutes when waking up was often fun remembering the naughty things I just dreamt. :biggrin: I even sometimes woke up in the middle of the night half way through a dream with a stiffy then think oh shit "its not finished" and occasionally I was able to go back to sleep and continue the dream. I couldn't control my dreams and some of them were a bit weird though like being with someone in a strange place.

Undie
 
Phil's post got me thinking when I was a teenager. Before going to sleep sometimes I deliberately used to think over and over in my head about someone I fancied. :drool: Many times this would result in me dreaming about them, sort of forcing myself to dream about something I wanted to. The few minutes when waking up was often fun remembering the naughty things I just dreamt. :biggrin: I even sometimes woke up in the middle of the night half way through a dream with a stiffy then think oh shit "its not finished" and occasionally I was able to go back to sleep and continue the dream. I couldn't control my dreams and some of them were a bit weird though like being with someone in a strange place.

Undie
You jog my memory Undie. In the months before I started to cum, I can recall laying in bed in my family's summer bungalow in a beach town on Long Island. I had spent the day on the beach looking at the older boys, the young teens, and have memorized their bare torsos, and the bulge in their swim trunks where their emerging manhood was developing.

I wasn't jerking off yet, but I would lay in bed with the lights out, squeezing my young hard penis thinking about those boys from earlier in the day. I would fall asleep with a hardon daydreaming or night dreaming about these guys. I don't think I ever had a wet dream, for as I began to jerk off I would drain all my juices when I was awake and leave nothing for a nocturnal emission, as the Boy Scout manual called it. :thumbup1:
 
Like Snake Oil salesmen of their day

It appears that the generation of the late 50's or 60's, we were sold a bill of goods not worth the paper they were printed on. To this date, I don't think anyone died from any form of a nocturnal emission, no near drownings, or near suffications. But it was sold to us as if it was some space launch with endless scientific mysteries included (batteries optional). We were so gullible and so willing to hear anything remotely sexual in nature and, this is about as remote sexually as you can get.
 
LOL Thanks for sharing that with us Phillionaire.

Was your avatar photo taken in Missouri by chance? After all it is the Show Me state. :lol:


Haha yeah Tampa, we all go road trippin sometimes, load up the truck with about 4 guys and 3 girls, drinkin and playin strip drinlin games haha! Everytime we cross that low water bridge its tradition to piss off it! Ha


Yeah Undie, I like thinkin about stuff in my head and gettin in a dream with it! Those are the best!

By the way Tampa! That's basically where I lived when I was in 7th and 8th grade, 7th south st petersburg in the ghetto haha and 8th grade e moved north to Largo/Clearwater! The bucs won the superbowl first year down there. Here we have Six Flags, there we had Busch Gardens! Leggiitt
 
Fact with no friction, or at least conscious friction!

Wikipedia says: Wet Dreams are most common during adolescence and early young adult years. However, nocturnal emissions may happen any time during or after puberty. The emission may happen with or without an erection, and it is possible to wake up during, or to simply sleep through, the ejaculation. Though nocturnal emissions are mostly attributed to, and more noticeable by men, women are also capable of having them.

The frequency of wet dreams is highly variable. Some men have experienced large numbers of wet dreams as teenagers, while others have never experienced one. 83% of men in the United States will experience wet dreams at some time in their life. For males who have experienced wet dreams the mean frequency ranges from 0.36 times per week for single fifteen-year-old males to 0.18 times per week for forty-year-old single males. For married males the mean ranges from 0.23 times per week for nineteen-year-old married males to 0.15 times per week for fifty-year-old married males. In some parts of the world wet dreams are more common. For example in Indonesia surveys show that 97% of men experience nocturnal emissions by the age of twenty four.

Some men have the dreams only at a certain age, while others have them throughout their lives following puberty. The frequency that one has wet dreams has not been conclusively linked to one's frequency of masturbation. Widely known sex researcher Alfred Kinsey found "There may be some correlation between the frequencies of masturbation and the frequencies of wet dreams. In general the males who have the highest frequencies of wet dream may have somewhat lower rates of masturbation. Some of these males credit the frequent emissions to the fact that they do not masturbate; but it is just as likely that the reverse relationship is true, namely, that they do not masturbate because they have frequent emissions."

I remember a discussion with a work colleague who was explaining to us that he never had a wet dream. I was wondering if he was a cronic masturbater or not? Any views? I'll tell you the answer later.

Undie

Dear Undie,

As a point of clarification, "wet dreams" are the ever exalted "hands free" alternative and a guilt-ridden Catholic boy's season ticket to paradise, even if you were not conscious and had no capability to turn on the facet.

The first proviso is that you must, to avoid the stain of sin, not deliberately conjure up, much less dwell on, any nasty thoughts prior to going to sleep in a conscious effort stimulating such a propensity to spill the "demon seed". Consequently, after the downpour has reigned down on your unsuspecting torso, you must not take any sexual or sensual pleasures of this outpouring of your essence, not even to sniff or take the tiniest taste thereof.

Secondly, nor should you gloat telling all your male friends of your involuntary or almost involuntary nightime exploits. An even greater sin would be to become for your male listeners the ever dreaded "occasion for sin"! Lordy Mercy! Taking them down along with you, as captives in your now fallen state of sin! Hail Mary Full of Grace...!

Rosary beads or not, you have now set yourself on the path of wickedness, unless you redeem yourself first by submitting fully to the unwanted sexual advances of some cleric having predatory designs on your ass by some "celibate priest and confessor". It is no longer necessary to purchase indulgences, as in olden days, as this now is considered the preferred currency for just compensation for your greater sin.

Repent now and sin no more! Or you will pay in the end!:doggystyle::dogfuck::sexinbed:

Now that the truth is out, your balls are in your crotch(maybe, court)! Anyway, do with them what you will all the while remembering we were created solely to populate the world and not to have any fun along the way!:anal_smiley:
 
I have been in the midst of a truly delightfully explicit dream and have reached orgasm, and have been in the midst and awakened:( I don't remember having "wet dreams" as a young girl. I have been having them on and off for the last 5 years of so.
 
Dear Undie,

As a point of clarification, "wet dreams" are the ever exalted "hands free" alternative and a guilt-ridden Catholic boy's season ticket to paradise, even if you were not conscious and had no capability to turn on the facet.

The first proviso is that you must, to avoid the stain of sin, not deliberately conjure up, much less dwell on, any nasty thoughts prior to going to sleep in a conscious effort stimulating such a propensity to spill the "demon seed". Consequently, after the downpour has reigned down on your unsuspecting torso, you must not take any sexual or sensual pleasures of this outpouring of your essence, not even to sniff or take the tiniest taste thereof.

Secondly, nor should you gloat telling all your male friends of your involuntary or almost involuntary nightime exploits. An even greater sin would be to become for your male listeners the ever dreaded "occasion for sin"! Lordy Mercy! Taking them down along with you, as captives in your now fallen state of sin! Hail Mary Full of Grace...!

Rosary beads or not, you have now set yourself on the path of wickedness, unless you redeem yourself first by submitting fully to the unwanted sexual advances of some cleric having predatory designs on your ass by some "celibate priest and confessor". It is no longer necessary to purchase indulgences, as in olden days, as this now is considered the preferred currency for just compensation for your greater sin.

Repent now and sin no more! Or you will pay in the end!:doggystyle::dogfuck::sexinbed:

Now that the truth is out, your balls are in your crotch(maybe, court)! Anyway, do with them what you will all the while remembering we were created solely to populate the world and not to have any fun along the way!:anal_smiley:

You just reminded me of a movie that was produced in Australia about this exact subject. The movie is called The Devil's Playground
 
With all due respects:

I have been in the midst of a truly delightfully explicit dream and have reached orgasm, and have been in the midst and awakened:( I don't remember having "wet dreams" as a young girl. I have been having them on and off for the last 5 years of so.

Dear lovelumps,

Not being remotely familiar with the on and off field of gynecology, my gut reaction is that "if it is not broken, then don't fix it". I always say..."It is always harder to unfix the fix after the first fix didn't fix the fix afterall"! For my practice, these are words to live by and words you don't have to look up in the dictionary.:001_wub:

Maybe after all is said and done, this is a "blessing" in disguise, similar to Halloween. Where else can you get all of the benefits, with none of the work! I have always said, and I'm sure your Gynecologist would have to agree, "Don't look the gift horse in the mouth, or you may find cavities and a possible root canal" in your future.:cursing:

If the situation was reversed for me, your doctor, after considering my extensive experience with wet dreams (only 1 to date), I would jump for joy, that is the "Joy of Sex" book for an answer. You women are always coming up with something new.:001_rolleyes: Maybe your orgasmometer is simply updating its files and needs no further attention.:ohmy:

As a professional counting my patients on one hand, I always say "just relax and let nature take its course, as long as you aren't paying tuition or a matriculation fee". Don't sweat the small stuff!


Remember, the American Family Council wants to see you barefoot and pregnant, as shoe leather is expensive and, obviously, they don't find shoes for women that important or that financially necessary.

Sincerely,

Dr. Phix It, OBGYN
Phix It Clinic & Family Practice, PAY AS YOU GO, NO INSURANCE ALLOWED
 
fully shod...

Dear lovelumps,

Not being remotely familiar with the on and off field of gynecology, my gut reaction is that "if it is not broken, then don't fix it". I always say..."It is always harder to unfix the fix after the first fix didn't fix the fix afterall"! For my practice, these are words to live by and words you don't have to look up in the dictionary.:001_wub:

Maybe after all is said and done, this is a "blessing" in disguise, similar to Halloween. Where else can you get all of the benefits, with none of the work! I have always said, and I'm sure your Gynecologist would have to agree, "Don't look the gift horse in the mouth, or you may find cavities and a possible root canal" in your future.:cursing:

If the situation was reversed for me, your doctor, after considering my extensive experience with wet dreams (only 1 to date), I would jump for joy, that is the "Joy of Sex" book for an answer. You women are always coming up with something new.:001_rolleyes: Maybe your orgasmometer is simply updating its files and needs no further attention.:ohmy:

As a professional counting my patients on one hand, I always say "just relax and let nature take its course, as long as you aren't paying tuition or a matriculation fee". Don't sweat the small stuff!


Remember, the American Family Council wants to see you barefoot and pregnant, as shoe leather is expensive and, obviously, they don't find shoes for women that important or that financially necessary.

Sincerely,

Dr. Phix It, OBGYN
Phix It Clinic & Family Practice, PAY AS YOU GO, NO INSURANCE ALLOWED

Dearest Dr. Phix It,

Thank you so much for so kindly putting my concerns at bay and for allowing me the freedom to finally embrace this "gift" I've been given. In the future, when I awaken, body spasming, I will embrace this moment with open arms and legs....

I must confess, though, that any opportunity to find myself barefoot in the kitchen will not be forthcoming, as the Mr. has been through the snipping and burning of his vasa deferentia.

And the very close relationship I have developed with Nordstrom Bank for the sole purpose of acquiring footwear that sparkles, is fuzzy, comfy, sexy or none or all of the above is a testament to my commitment to remain fully shod....

Gratefully yours...

the Dansko queen
 
All I care about...

Dearest Dr. Phix It,

Thank you so much for so kindly putting my concerns at bay and for allowing me the freedom to finally embrace this "gift" I've been given. In the future, when I awaken, body spasming, I will embrace this moment with open arms and legs....

I must confess, though, that any opportunity to find myself barefoot in the kitchen will not be forthcoming, as the Mr. has been through the snipping and burning of his vasa deferentia.

And the very close relationship I have developed with Nordstrom Bank for the sole purpose of acquiring footwear that sparkles, is fuzzy, comfy, sexy or none or all of the above is a testament to my commitment to remain fully shod....

Gratefully yours...

the Dansko queen

Dear lovelumps,

Please enlighten me. To make an omlet, you have to break a few eggs, Yes?
Then your statement... "I must confess, though, that any opportunity to find myself barefoot in the kitchen will not be forthcoming..." So, you catagorically resist? Tell me this, lovelumps, how are you to get the wine to the table without first finding your barefeet in the kitchen, if for no other reason, but to smash the grapes? Afterall, it appears your husband had been badly injured having suffered burns and snipping as a consequence of smashing the grapes, himself. Responsibility begins when the non-injured party agrees, even if reluctantly, to step up to the plate where the grapes are resting untouched!

You go on to say..."I must confess, though, that any opportunity to find myself barefoot in the kitchen will not be forthcoming", I implore you to reconsider as grapes and their by-product-the seeds-have excellent abrasive qualities guaranteed to alleviate the "on-and-off cycle" you so vividly recounted from total memory.

Besides, I firmly believe the spasming and flailing about of the arms and legs is good for your circulation while freeing you from at least 5 minutes from the treadmill. I've heard of lottery ticket owners having jackpots that amounted to less. At least the spasming and flailing about is exempt from income tax while any jackpot owners winnings require reporting to the IRS.

The more I think about your poor husbands burns, I wonder has be been taken to a burn unit for further medical care?

Get back with me ASAP. The thought of those burns sounds allarmingly painful and warrants immediate medical attention.

Dr. Phiz It, OBGYN and the occasional confused and unsuspecting male patient.
 
Oh, dear...

Dear lovelumps,

Please enlighten me. To make an omlet, you have to break a few eggs, Yes?
Then your statement... "I must confess, though, that any opportunity to find myself barefoot in the kitchen will not be forthcoming..." So, you catagorically resist? Tell me this, lovelumps, how are you to get the wine to the table without first finding your barefeet in the kitchen, if for no other reason, but to smash the grapes? Afterall, it appears your husband had been badly injured having suffered burns and snipping as a consequence of smashing the grapes, himself. Responsibility begins when the non-injured party agrees, even if reluctantly, to step up to the plate where the grapes are resting untouched!

You go on to say..."I must confess, though, that any opportunity to find myself barefoot in the kitchen will not be forthcoming", I implore you to reconsider as grapes and their by-product-the seeds-have excellent abrasive qualities guaranteed to alleviate the "on-and-off cycle" you so vividly recounted from total memory.

Besides, I firmly believe the spasming and flailing about of the arms and legs is good for your circulation while freeing you from at least 5 minutes from the treadmill. I've heard of lottery ticket owners having jackpots that amounted to less. At least the spasming and flailing about is exempt from income tax while any jackpot owners winnings require reporting to the IRS.

The more I think about your poor husbands burns, I wonder has be been taken to a burn unit for further medical care?

Get back with me ASAP. The thought of those burns sounds allarmingly painful and warrants immediate medical attention.

Dr. Phiz It, OBGYN and the occasional confused and unsuspecting male patient.

Dearest Dr. Phiz It,

I will happily go barefoot into the kitchen or the vineyard to stomp grapes. After all, sipping wine is something I relish. It is with an air of ceremony, much like worship, that I retrieve my favorite corkscrew from the drawer and set about opening my favorite bouteille de vin rouge. I also relish other times, barefoot, in the kitchen; sometimes while preparing a simple meal for my family, sometimes sneaking into the kitchen late at night for a light midnight repast....

I, however, I believed you were referring to the already twice visited state of propagation. Both times were quite fruitful and joyous for me. I have thoroughly enjoyed rearing the lovely young men who fed so energetically at my bosom....

It was with much regret, sympathy and somehow dubious pride that I escorted my beloved to the urologist, who, shockingly, initiated the snipping and burning. He was treated and has mostly fully recovered, although he now has a distinct absence of sperm in his semen, a phenomenon that many of you, I assume, will find horrifying and barbaric.... I, however, am filled with a renewed zest for fornication!

As for your concern for my flailing about and spasming, I assure you that this does, indeed, factor into my health and fitness routine, accounting for many, many sweaty hours at all times of the day and night. My heart, lungs, vocal chords, arms, legs, hips, thighs and buttocks all receive a good and thorough workout quite regularly.

Thank you for your continued counsel.

LL
 
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Have you forgotten something?

Dearest Dr. Phiz It,

I will happily go barefoot into the kitchen or the vineyard to stomp grapes. After all, sipping wine is something I relish. It is with an air of ceremony, much like worship, that I retrieve my favorite corkscrew from the drawer and set about opening my favorite bouteille de vin rouge. I also relish other times, barefoot, in the kitchen; sometimes while preparing a simple meal for my family, sometimes sneaking into the kitchen late at night for a light midnight repast....

I, however, I believed you were referring to the already twice visited state of propagation. Both times were quite fruitful and joyous for me. I have thoroughly enjoyed rearing the lovely young men who fed so energetically at my bosom....

It was with much regret, sympathy and somehow dubious pride that I escorted my beloved to the urologist, who, shockingly, initiated the snipping and burning. He was treated and has mostly fully recovered, although he now has a distinct absence of sperm in his semen, a phenomenon that many of you, I assume, will find horrifying and barbaric.... I, however, am filled with a renewed zest for fornication!

As for your concern for my flailing about and spasming, I assure you that this does, indeed, factor into my health and fitness routine, accounting for many, many sweaty hours at all times of the day and night. My heart, lungs, vocal chords, arms, legs, hips, thighs and buttocks all receive a good and thorough workout quite regularly.

Thank you for your continued counsel.

LL

Dear Lovelumps,

I really hate to ask, but, have you forgotten already? Well, it is the matter of my retainer fee, you know?

In the mean time, take two aspirin and call me in the morning if it doesn't get any better.

Dr. Phix It, OBGYN - as seen on Oprah.
 
Not being a catholic I enjoyed getting a hardon early in the morning when I got up. I did have fun dreams which ended in a me shooting a load all over. Unlike RAYSVQ I had big loads of cum during these dreams. They were weird dreams. A kid in my hs art class was in it with me and he put my dick head on a hot rock causing no pain but I had to shoot and tried to hold it back then shot a really big load. I still remember it. Another time he said I should jerk off or he would beat the shit out of me. Earlier I remember just waking up wet. After jerking off was an everyday thing it happened less. When I had a cold or flu it happend more. In general it ended when I became active.
 
Takes a beating and keeps on...

Not being a catholic I enjoyed getting a hardon early in the morning when I got up. I did have fun dreams which ended in a me shooting a load all over. Unlike RAYSVQ I had big loads of cum during these dreams. They were weird dreams. A kid in my hs art class was in it with me and he put my dick head on a hot rock causing no pain but I had to shoot and tried to hold it back then shot a really big load. I still remember it. Another time he said I should jerk off or he would beat the shit out of me. Earlier I remember just waking up wet. After jerking off was an everyday thing it happened less. When I had a cold or flu it happend more. In general it ended when I became active.

Dear joeychuck, the non-catholic icon,

Thank you for relating your most intimate and cumlicious moments enjoying your hard-ons and its almost nightly byproduct. Fortunately, for you and your tight-whites you found the cure to this menace to all boys, young and old. I am sure this came about after much personal and extensive research.

For the record, while I was truly "guilt ridden and ridden hard", I didn't say I never enjoyed it. Some of my fondest memories included waking up with an indention on the memory foam from my prominently helmeted toy soldier and his two attached hairy pals. I didn't say while in the shower, I didn't enjoy the luxurious sudsing and resudsing of my pubic region with shampoo or any readily lather-friendly substances, be they food or cleaning substance based. I didn't say, I didn't enjoy seeing the single ring circus tent rise slowly and carefully cumming to perform just for me using my top sheet for a tent. I didn't say that, I didn't enjoy testing my moral limits to the brink and, occasionally if not nightly, stepping beyond into an almost unknown territory fraught with the every creamy and pearlescent lava flow from the deepest and hottest regions of my ever fruitful loins.

I just was attempting to say all of this and other testosterone-related exploits came at a truly oppressive cost of potential "eternal damnation" as seen through the eyes, dick, and mind of an impressionable wide-eyed young boy "caught in the headlights" attempting to get his wiener reconciled with the ever-incompatible Catholic Church teachings. Fortunately for me, I guess you could say, following considerable consternation on my part, nature finally won out after all the agony and fears.
 
Art imitating life

You just reminded me of a movie that was produced in Australia about this exact subject. The movie is called The Devil's Playground

Dear raysvq,

Well then, I guess you must conclude I wasn't making this up, after all. I just viewed the movie trailer-The Devil's Playground and seem to be visiting a most familiar place, although, alas, I have never been to Australia.

I have had another eerily similar experience when I wrote a short story and within weeks, I along with my LTR partner viewed Woody Allen's 1983 film "Zelig" and we left totally stunned as if the plot had been stolen from me changing only the names of the characters.

Oh well, I guess I have lingered too long in the devil's playground, after all!

Nonetheless, I so appreciate your asssociating my story with what seems to be an excellent movie, after looking at the various clips. Thank you raysvq!
 
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