I pretty much never have dream control, nor am I aware of the fact that I'm dreaming. In fact, when I do realize that I'm dreaming, I almost always wake up.
Which... actually kind of sucks when it's a really pleasant dream and some part of me thinks "wow this is just too good to be real- OH WAIT" and then I'm awake. And then I'm just like, "Awwwww bring it baaaaack..."
There was one time, though, and only one time that I can actually recall, when I did have some level of dream control. Only a couple weeks ago, I think. I don't remember the details but I remember I walked into a room, and then walked out again, and on my way out, I realized that the arrangement of furniture in the room didn't look quite right (since it was a room in my house and the dream representation of it wasn't exactly true to reality), and then I thought, "Well that's because this is a dream, so details about things will be all weird and inconsistent" -- and, any other night, I would've woken up immediately after thinking that. But no somehow I stayed asleep so then I was like, "I bet if I walked back in there, the furniture would be different from last time", so I did and guess what all the furniture was arranged completely differently. And I thought that was really cool so I kept walking in and out of the room to change where things were, even thinking things like "next time I go in, X object will be in Y location" and everything always moved where I wanted it to. I was just so giddy that I was actually controlling my dream, since people always talk about controlling their dreams but normally I can never get anywhere close to that.
Unfortunately, my morning alarm went off not long after. But it was pretty sweet up until that point.
I suppose it's also worth mentioning that I almost never remember my dreams. I think this is the most recent dream I've had that I can recall, period.