In case the regulars have forgotten, I'm currently serving in New Orleans as disaster relief leading gut and mold crews.
The past couple weeks have been crazy to say the least.
Stress is always high even after I get back from work.
'Cause that's just it, when I get back to the facility where I'm staying the day doesn't end.
There's always something to do.
During this time however, I think I've had an unconscious response to it all which have come in the form of wet dreams.
Seriously.
I've been having wet dreams more frequently, and they're rarely anything even remotely sexual in nature, if I can remember them at all.
I'll just wake up and..."damn it..."
'Cause it's a waste of good clean boxers!
Seriously, I had 2 wet dreams in one day!
The morning of, and later on I took a nap, and BAM! Wet dream.
I'd have at least 1 wet dream a week. Which in my book is far too much.
Especially since it's a bit awkward tryin' to change my shorts in a room of 8 other people.
Since then however we've gotten less volunteers (we had a lot of spring breakers) and the stress has gone down, as did the frequency of wet dreams.
I've also made sure as of recent that I find time to jerk off in the shower, 'cause that I'm sure was another factor, my tanks were runnin' full for a good 4-5 weeks.
I used to love wet dreams.
But now it's gotten really old, really fast.
Such a waste of good clean boxers...