CAUGHT!!

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Ive only been caught once. I was at a friends and it was real late and I thought everyone else was asleep when i went to his bathroom and started. There is no door on it and my other friend saw me just strokin.

Lucky for me no, but it came so close. I was at my computer at my dads house, he lives in a small apartment and it has no locks on the bathroom. I was looking at some pore. I went into the bathroom got on the floor and started. Then I hear the door and I put my cloths on as fast as I could. i sais " Im going to the bathroom!!!" and he walked in like 5 sec. later. I got done just in the nick of time.I think my older brother might have saw me once, but it was dark. I have watched porno with my older brother and my dad befor though.

Your dad should be shot.

I'm 18 and i've been masterbating since I was like 13 and I have never been caught before. I've only had 1 close call. But I can't even begin to imagine what would happen if I got caught, all I know is that I would be speechless and VERY embarrased.

Hey everyone, I was going through random forums and this came up. Usually i would have just overlooked it, but this site just has so much info and the community seems great. Then after reading the cought Threads I just had to post.
I have never been cought, but some of the ones i've read like when the person joined in/helped out... SOO lucky!!!! (completely jelous) Im usually too secretive about it to even get the chance of getting caught..+ I try to hold out for long periods of time (no reason). Btw, I look forward to chatting with everyone, some pretty interesting people.

welcome to the boards Gaara

no door on the bathroom?

lol, I ment more of a just would let myself naturally.

I'm allways so alert, i just woulden't let it happen. (ment woulden't on the last post)

god i;m so fucking jelous of the "shhh" guy. ahh. i wanna walk in on a guy and just say shhh and go at it. god damnit.

Do girls not get caught?

Of course they do, they just don't all feel like sharing their experiences, especially with pervy guys who just wanna jack off while reading them.

ok heres a story from a girl for you!i got caught about 2 weeks ago by my dad.. i was in my room and home alone.. he came home from work early and i didnt know. he came upstairs to get something. and he heard me, and he thought i was hurt (oh plz!) and he just stood there and watched.. i didnt even notice till i was done. then my dad snapped out of it and just turned around and ran downstairs.. i was humilated and lost.. about 45 mins later i went downstairs, he's on the computer like nothing even happened! then he gave me this talk about how i can do anything i wanted to except have a guy in me.. he didnt mention it to my mom.. neither did i. i have been almost caught of number of times..seeing i have been doing this since i was like 10 and i'm 15 now. i have few other stories i could tell but i think i'll just leave them to myself for now..katie

and he just stood there and watched"Isn't that a bit... odd? Your dad's just watching you masturbate?

Thats just..nasty

I caught that too. That just make the whole story unbelievable to me.

I was jerkin off in my room and my room is connected to my bathroom so everytime i wanted to jerk off id pretend to take a shower. One time i was watching porn nd jerking off in my room while the shower was running. The bathroom links to the hall and i forgot to lock the door and just as i was finished i was exiting the porn when my dad walked in. He looked confused and asked what i was doing cause i was naked holding my dick. I said calmly that i was changing out of my clothes and taking a shower. He said ok and that dinner was ready and i said ok and he left. Im not sure if he know what was really going on or not.Another time i was in my basement and it was late at night and my parents were asleep so i was jerkin off watching porn on tv and on the laptop. My mom woke up to take the dog and came downstairs to check on me cause i said i was going to sleep in the basement. i heard my mom walking all the way downstairs so i hid the laptop, lotion, papertowels, and ran into the bathroom. My mom got downstairs and came to the bathroom door cause i said i was going to the bathroom. i forgot to change the channel and i could hear moaning coming from the tv and luckily i brought the remote with and changed the channel through the crack of the door. i barely got away but i was so scared after i couldnt finish.

Have never been caught.

In a way I think I am lucky, but deep down, I would like to be caught. As weird as that sounds.

In reply to:Im not sure if he know what was really going on or not.---------------------------Hey PrinceAlbert, I think your dad might have know what was going on When I first joined this forum I got a PM asking 'had I ever been caught?' I responded ‘no’ - but mentioned ‘I caught my best mate at it’. I received another PM telling me that 'catching a guy masturbating would be like graduation - it is that big a deal in the US'. Well, in my e-mail response I recounted the full story of how I caught my mate when I went around to his place earlier than planned for a game of tennis. I was bored as hell, and he had a pool, so I thought if he wasn't home I'd just go for a swim. Well, I got no answer to my knocking; but thought that was cool because I had wanted that swim. However before diving in I thought I'd better check if he was in his room - just in case he didn’t hear me. I would have felt ‘slightly’ guilty (being guilty has never been a ‘major’ problem) if I had just gone and jumped in to the pool and he was home. Hey, I can’t justify how my brain works. Well he was in his room; and he was wrapped in a towel; and his hair was wet; and I’d caught him coming out of the shower; and I was going to scare the shit out of him by banging on the glass; and he was going to drop that towel; and I was going to pay him out for catching him naked and jackin it. That is what I’d tell our mates anyway; “I had caught him wide eyed going at it”. Well, little did I know that I’d be seeing him playing with it for real. As when I was just about to scare him good; I noticed what was spread out on his bed instead. He had at least ten porno mags - all opened strategically to pictures that obviously got him boned. My heart started pounding at a million beats; I thought I had sprung him good wearing a towel. But no, I got to see it all. And boy was I mesmerised; my mate was a pro. What he was doing was pure sex - as far as I was concerned at that stage - by using a variety of strokes, massaging and open palm techniques. Plus when he came he shot over himself At that stage I had stroked using a one-handed pump action, pounding away like there was no tomorrow, and virtually always came in a tissue and never on myself. This is the stroke I had been shown when I was 11 by a another mate’s brother, and I had been doing it that way for the next four years No wonder I hunted out alternatives, such as 'handles' in dining room chairs and dress-maker dolls to using my hand!!Well, I don’t know how I got back home without falling off my bike. However, when I did I put nothing into place from what I had seen. I raced straight to the tissues, dropped the shorts, looked at the mess my free flowing pre-cum had made and used this to stroke out one of the best orgasms I've ever had. It was like water gushing out of a tap. It made an absolute mess of those tissues; they did nothing to soak up the juice The next 9 hours was then a masturbation frenzy like nothing before or since. I couldn't answer my parents' questions, eat my dinner or watch TV without my mate’s image locked into my brain. As such my hand was locked to my dick and I was so worked up that I reached double digit figures in the orgasm stakes that night. I could have kept going too; but both exhaustion and emotion kicked in. Thankfully they did, as I'd gone over the top. The next day my dick was so tender I couldn‘t touch it. Where as just the night before it had kept demanding abuse. Eventually my mind switched back into gear after 24 hours and I all I could think about was catching my mate jackin again. In the end it didn’t take much for this to occur. It was damn easy; I ended up just mentioning that my dad had some porn, and would he like to see it rather than have a game of tennis. Well from that afternoon we became jack-off buds for the next six years; experimenting occasionally mostly with oral sex.................. Well A2A clubbers, when I first wrote the above recount down in my e-mail response I felt so guilty (and hey I never feel guilty). I had never told my mate that I had caught him, let alone that our becoming jack-off mates wasn’t without planning, no matter how pathetic it had been on my behalf. And hey, it was personal stuff. But dudes, I’m so glad I did tell it. Since then, this recount has triggered heaps of memories that I had buried deep in my brain's crevices. My mind is amazing how it stores stuff, with one thing triggering another.Well that is a very long lead intro to my getting caught story (getting caught by a girlfriend doesn't count)- which I have fooled myself didn’t occur; very much like PrinceAlbert has. I was 17, it was the Thursday before Easter and I was heading off to Melbourne for a tennis comp later that evening. I had deferred the year between graduating from high school and starting university, as I wouldn’t have been able to drink at the uni bar, and instead worked a year as a trainee clerk It wasn’t a great year; it did nothing except reinforce going to uni the next year and gave me some money too. Anyway the cruds, who were my bosses, let me go home early because I was going interstate. Wahoo; what else to do with an unexpected 60 minutes in hand - whacking off of course. I got naked; choose the lounge room as the most comfortable; and went into manual override. This time I used all the moves too - squeezing, massaging, milking as opposed to outright pounding My ecstasy though was suddenly broken by the banging on glass - and who says there is no payback for your previous sins - it scared the shit out of me. I took off like a rocket; finding my jeans and with them hurriedly pulled back on, and the rest of my clothes in hand, headed for the door. I was not the only one who had the afternoon off. My mum had decided to do something more practical with her time off - like buying food for Easter - and also wanted to make sure she was home in heaps of time so as to take me to the airport. I’ve always been a quick thinker on my feet (well that is what I thought): “G’day mum, I was just heading for the shower”. Smooth ...... My mum responds “why have you put your pants back on”. My mum has always had a back-handed way of bringing my smart arse back to Earth. But I had thought I’d been so cool, and that I had got away with it, that her comment didn‘t even register. But my parents’ place is all windows; there is no way she couldn’t have seen. Also why didn’t she just use her key and open the door - and HELLO She was just too cool to make a big deal out of it. And I was way too self absorbed to know any better. As such I wasn’t stopped from having the shower I wasn’t going to have and rubbing one out while in there.The funny thing with this story, is that I thought it had been fate to have been given that extra-time to jack-off, as while in Melbourne I was going to be billeted with one of the guys I’d be playing tennis against. From previous experience, this meant that I would be sleeping on some mattress on the floor or I’d have a make shift fold-out bed set up in either his room or on prominent display in the family room. Not the ideal arrangement for jerkin. But this tennis trip, my last with this comp (I got too old), I was billeted with a family that gave me the guest bedroom, which had its own en-suite and lounge/TV room. And boy, I sure made use of those rooms too, jackin off in each one of them Whip it out clubbers,Sparkus

In reply to: Poster: johndoe68Subject: Re: CAUGHT!! One day I was humping my bed, I was in my early teens. My Mom who is deaf, was watching TV in the other room. I usually locked the door when I was masturbating. But for some reason, I just dropped my pants and started to hump the bed. Well, I guess I was so into my masturabtion sesssion, I didn't hear my Mom walking towards my bedroom. She said my name, in her voice. I looked up and immediately got up and turned around and pulled up my pants. I was so embarrased. She asked me what i was doing? I said nothing Mom! She said she could show me the proper way to masturbate by using my hand. At first I didn't want her to show me. She said it's ok, I won't hurt you. So, she came over and unzipped me and pulled down my pants. She told me to lay down on my bed, which I did. She laid next to me and began to stroke my cock ever so softly, of course I got instantly hard again, she then put her mouth over my cock. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. She then went back to jacking me off, then I came all over her hand, and then she licked it all up. She said to me, if you ever want something better than masturbation, I am here for you. Of course, I got to fuck her eventually. It was great! I went into the military, but any time I came home, we screwed. I know this sounds like a fantasy story, but it is true. I love my Mom and she loves me, and we feel that with sex we are really close... u sick fuck!! if that story is true, which i hope its not, then u and ur mother both need serious help!