A PRISON WET DREAM by TIM KELLY

Growing up I thought I had experienced all the things a adolescent would experience.

I found out last week that wasn’t the case. Here’s the story. Normally in prison you share a cell with another inmate. I just left closed custody where I had a single cell.

The nice thing about a single cell is NO CELLY, you can walk around naked if you feel like and do other more intimate things to yourself like go on a date if you get my drift. Soft music and perhaps a glass of wine to set the mood. l.o.l.

Since I have been at my new institution my celly never leaves the cell. So I have no time to myself if you get my drift. Needless to say I haven’t gone on any dates since I’ve been here. This is unexceptable.

The other night I was watching the show YOUR THE WORST. This in on at 10pm. At the end of the show there were some SEXUAL SITUATIONS. Now mind you this is right before bed, late at night. I guess the mood was set.

I remember sleeping and having this great sexual encounter in this dream. I thought it was real.

I’m lying naked with this woman, our bodies covered in sweat. She’s gorgeous. As our bodies move together in a single motion, I find myself lost in the moment. Breathless, I continue to drive and harder and harder. I feel this explosion.

The explosion wakes me up. I think to myself “Wow, that was so real” only to rub myself and feel that explosion was all over the inside of my boxers.

A smile on my face and laughing inside. I had my first wet dream in prison at the age of 43.

TIM KELLY
DOC #858308