Have you ever been caught masturbating?

Do you ever have any fear or paranoia of getting caught?

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I got caught by my college room mate, I went to a Catholic University and my room mate freaked out when he saw me wacking my meat, He came from a strick Catholic family, After he calm down we talked about masturabion and sex he got more comfortable with his sexuality during that year.

SEXUALITY: Bisexual
GENDER: Male
TITLE: Mike

I was in my room jerking off at age 15. I was totally nude and just at the point of no return when my father walked in on me. My tiny, shaved dick was erupting as he walked toward my bed. He didn't say a word. I was so embarrassed. A few days later I was back in my room jerking my shaved little dick. I thought I was alone and so I was grunting and moaning. My mother heard me and unlocked my door to find me on my bed jerking my dick. It was so embarrasing.

SEXUALITY: Straight
GENDER: Female
TITLE: Jessica

Yes I was caught once. I am 15 and my brothers friend who was also about 15, came into my brothers room to pick up a cd that he needed. They are good friend. However, at that time. I was at my room jacking off with middle finger. Out rooms are right next to each other. When I was jacking off on my bed legs spread out, the door was slightly ajar, and when my brothers friend passed the hallway, he saw the door ajar and must of heard me lightly moaning. He opened the door and caught me. For some strange reason, I wasn't too embarassed. On that moment, I was just a second away from orgasm. So I asked him if he wanted to suck my pussy to finish it and reach orgasm. He did and I orgasmed.

SEXUALITY: Bisexual
GENDER: Male
TITLE: Julian

I was having a bath and had started a “soapy-hands” job. I liked this to last, so I used masturbate to the edge of orgasm, then stop for a few seconds before continuing. The longest I had kept this up was about fifteen minutes but this evening I knew there was no hope of breaking any records. After about five minutes and four near orgasms I let myself go, and a fountain of sperm flew up into the air and landed on my chest. I heard a faint gasp from the next room, and immediately realised to my horror what had happened. There was only an old wooden partition between the bathroom and my sister’s bedroom and there were plenty of cracks through which one could spy on people in the bathroom. I had done my share of spying: recently I had discovered that my father frequently masturbated in the bath and some time ago I had seen my cousin Barbara pissing high into the air in the bath and playing with herself long before I realised that girls masturbated. Now I had been caught. What was I going to do? Would Angela tell Mummy? I decided I had to confront her and somehow explain. I didn’t have to. After a minute or so had passed she came into the bathroom, smiling. “What were you doing? It looked like you were peeing but it was all white! And why was your cock so huge and stiff?” Should I tell her? Why not? “Well, if you really want to know I was doing what is called masturbating, or more commonly wanking. All boys do it, and, if you really want to know, so do girls, but they don’t spurt out sperm of course.” Angela started laughing. “You silly boy, do you think I don’t know what wanking is? I only asked you to see what you would say. You aren’t the first boy I’ve seen wanking – and if you really want to know, I masturbate too! Barbara taught me last summer.” “She taught you? Gosh. Nobody taught me. I discovered it by myself – at least, my mates talked about it so much I had to try it.” “I must admit, I like watching it. Will you do it again?” “Well, I can’t now, but I suppose I will another day – if you promise not to say anything to Mummy.” “I’m not mad, you know. Look, would you like to see how I do it?” “Gosh, yes. I watched Barbara through the crack a couple of years ago, but I’d love to see it again.” So Angela lifted up her nightie, spat on her fingers and started to caress her clitoris. Soon a finger slipped gently into the slit, though not far enough to break the hymen. She was obviously a veteran masturbator – the fingers moved faster and faster and eventually she shook and stifled a scream as she reached orgasm. My prick, although sore from five minutes of rubbing, leapt to attention again and I was able to please my sister by returning the compliment, though with only a tiny trickle of sperm. It was rather good being watched! After this I masturbated quite a few times in front of my sister and she in front of me, but this openess did not prepare me for the next time I was unexpectedly caught masturbating because the person who caught me was my mother. I frequently masturbated in bed soon after I woke up, as I often had an erection caused by a full bladder and it did not take much to get myself excited. The fuller the bladder the more intensive the orgasm. One morning, waking up with a delightfully full bladder, I had flung the bedclothes back, dropped my pyjamas and started rubbing my prick. I could soon feel the orgasm coming, so I slowed up the rubbing to make it last as long as possible. Soon I had reached the point of no return and just as I could feel the sperm welling up at the base of my prick the door opened suddenly and there was my mother, standing in the doorway. I made a frantic attempt to pull the bedcovers over me, but they were too far away and by the time I had reached them, sperm was spraying in all directions. It seemed pointless to say anything, so I just glanced helplessly at my mother. She had an enigmatic Mona Lisa-type smile on her face and just said: “It’s time to get up..” – and left the room. I went down to breakfast with a very sheepish look on my face, but my mother behaved as though nothing had happened. By the time I was seventeen I had been caught several times by classmates and once by a teacher masturbating through my trousers in the classroom. I think the teacher was excited by it; all he said was: “There’s a time and place for everything, Blake!” – and crossed his legs. I was seen by a girl in the park when I was masturbating in the park after peeing behind a tree. She also seemed to be rather enjoying the sight. I once masturbated in the shower booth at the swimming pool. It was an individual shower but with no door and those passing me could see clearly what I was doing. It was interesting watching different reactions. Some pretended they hadn’t seen anything, some paused briefly to take in what they were seeing, and some obviously relished the sight. Nobody ever said anything. By this time I was enjoying being caught in the act and started openly masturbating in public urinals, usually finding others who followed suit. Later I discovered that the back row of the porno cinema was the place for open wanking and soon experienced my first mutual wank. But I hankered for the unusual and the dangerous and started masturbating openly in ordinary cinemas, and semi-surreptitiously through my trousers on buses and in trains, although if the train was nearly empty I would do it openly. It was incredible how no one ever said anything – the general reaction seemed to be fascination. Once, when wearing thin trousers and no underpants during the summer I arranged my prick so that my erection would be obvious and sat reading a book. Simply using slight movements of my legs I managed to reach orgasm and the sperm seeped through the thin material of the trousers, leaving an obvious stain. I did not dare look at anyone’s reaction, though I did hear a bit of rather horrified muttering. I simply left at the next station and went to the gent’s to clean up the stain as well as I could! I suppose I run the risk of being one day caught by the wrong person and getting myself arrested, but the thrill of masturbating in front of the least suspecting is such a turn on that I am obliged to accept that I am an incurable addict!

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SEXUALITY: Gay
GENDER: Male
TITLE: Antonio

I got caught jacking off when I was 12. Ny stepfather is only 15 years older than me. My mom was at work, and my stepdad came in and I jumped and hid under the blanket. I was ashamed he saw me. He told me there was nothing wrong with this, and he told me that he did it too, because sometimes mom did not want to have sex. He told me that this was something all guys did, and he encouraged me to jack off. He said it was good for me. He showed me how he jack offed, and I remember he had a really big uncircumsised penis; I remember that day, because he told me to go ahead and jack off, and he would teach me the best way to do it. I remember that I was so excited, and I came so much, for only being 12. My Dad made it a habit, of leaving his bedroom door open, while mom was at work, and when I would see him jacking off, I would get really hard, and go to my room and do the same thing. I am 20 now, and I have to thank him for teaching me to not be ashamed of this. I still jack off, and many times Dad is in the next room doing the same. I think it is cool...

SEXUALITY: Straight
GENDER: Male
TITLE: Clint

I jack off every single day. My older brother taught me how to with a sock. When he was in high school I was 9. He used to wait til he thought everybody was asleep. One time we had company, and I had to sleep with him, so company could use my bed. I slept in a wet spot on the sheet, and he told me after company left, that when I was a little older, I would do the same thing. When I was 13, he taught me to j/o with vaseline and a sock. I still do it the same way, and I will be 18 tomorrow.

SEXUALITY: Undecided
GENDER: Male
TITLE: Darrius

Yes I jacks off like three or four times a day. I used to watch my neighbore through his bedroom windough. It gots me excited so I try to did it like the way he did. One time he caught me looking in his windough, and I thought for shure I was in troubble, but he looked at me and kepts on jacking it. He still leaves his curtaines open at night, and I still watch him do it. I might ask him if we can do it togethur some night.

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