Date: Fri, 2 Nov 2018 22:36:06 -0400 (EDT) From: Five Hole Punch Subject: When I Was Caught Part Three When I Was Caught Part Three Dear Nifty Readers, I just wrapped up a long series, "Boyhood Sex Memories," which were true tales of early experience. I'd like to try a new series with the focus on the time or times that you were caught or caught someone else in a sexual situation. Since this is to be in the Young Friends section it should be an event for someone of that age, say under 18. As some of the following examples illustrate, not everybody in the story has to be young. Being caught by adults happens to most boys at least once and embarrassment and shame are the usual response. If you have an experience of being caught, please share. As always, please be truthful. Five Hole Punch Julian "I caught my nine year old son sucking cock. Since I did this and more as a kid I wasn't upset. Me and my wife and kids went to visit her sister and her family for a week's vacation in the summer. My sister-in-law has two kids, a boy Kevin who was age thirteen during this visit and a younger sister. I wasn't too sure that Kevin as a teenager would want my son hanging around for a whole week but that wasn't the case. Kevin was a big ol' farm boy and was none too swift. My son and him were about the same in smarts so they got along just fine. My boy Nick was a skinny, high energy kid, about 80 pounds soaking wet at the time. Kevin had just turned thirteen and was muscular. He had actual chest and arm muscles from working on the farm and he was six inches taller than Nick and forty pounds heavier. Nick loved going out and doing chores with Kevin and then heading off to play in a creek that ran nearby. They were pals. I noticed something. Every day in the late afternoon, Nick asked Kevin to go to the barn to look at the animals before cleaning up for supper. I suspected that farm animals weren't that interesting. I supposed it was probably Kevin showing Nick his cock and how to jerk off and maybe mutual masturbation. I was okay with it but I wasn't too sure my wife and her sister and husband would be. I was curious to see what might be going on. I decided to take a looksee. After seeing the boys go off, I waited a few minutes and followed. I quietly entered one of the two side aisles of the barn and walked slowly down the row trying not to be spotted. I heard my son's voice so I knew where the two boys were. I was able to get up close enough to see into the end stall that held feed and odd junk, no animals - except two human ones. My son had stripped naked, out of his shorts and t-shirt, and was on his knees before Kevin who had just dropped his bib overalls; yeah, my nephew had denim bib overalls that he wore with no shirt and apparently no undershorts. His cock was half hard and real big. Nick was inspecting Kevin's rising cock and giving it some rough jerking, grasping the uncut head. Nick was all smiles, obviously enjoying his new toy and Kevin had a sheepish look on his face that was priceless. I didn't want to be seen so I kept them just in view through the bars of the stall at the very edge of the divider. I watched only for a few seconds. I saw my son take that cock, skin it back, give it a wipe to clean off whatever was there, open wide, then take the big head into his mouth. Nick sucked with one hand on the base of his cousin's cock to control sucking depth. Kevin just stood there looking dumbstruck or maybe just dumb. I was getting a rush and my cock was swelling. I admit that seeing my son kneeling and blowing the older boy turned me on. Nick took his hand away and went down more and more on Kevin's cock. It was thick and maybe five inches long. My boy went as far as he could and then gagged. That he got that far down without choking was impressive. When Nicky gagged he pulled off and the boys momentarily lost focus. I slipped back out of eyesight and snuck out from the barn. I hung around on the rear porch of the house to see how long it would take for the boys to appear and also to let my near full boner go down. If they took too long I would've worried what else might be going on but they came out about ten minutes later looking flushed and sweaty. I asked Nicky how he liked the animals and he said they were really cool and he liked them a lot. I didn't say anything to Nick then. I kept a watch out for the two the next evening and they didn't go to the barn. The last day there was no visit possible as Kevin had to go with his Mom somewhere. I think the boys probably were sucking down by the creek too. A week or so later I took Nick on a drive in the car to get something or other and brought up "what boys do" with each other and by themselves. I told him to be careful where and when and not to let anybody take advantage of him. I told him it was alright with me, I knew what boys did from when I was a kid. He didn't have to worry or hide it from me, his mother – maybe. Nick was surprised at the subject of our talk and less embarrassed than I thought he would be. I didn't say it directly but I think Nick figured out I knew about him and Kevin. Kevin had friends that spent the night at our house and he did the same. I sure he jerked and maybe sucked with other boys up until he was thirteen. I stayed out of it and did talk to his Mom about how frequently boys "do things together." So we both respected our children's privacy. I wasn't quite so cool about my daughter and boys, though!" Lenny "I was caught over at another boy's house when I was twelve. Anthony had brought me there to suck him off. He used to have me suck him off in a small office where his dad had a computer. The first time he got me to come over we looked at pictures and then at his suggestion we took our pants off and masturbated. I was very nervous being with him and he had to coax me into doing it. The next time he coerced me to suck him. He knew I would. Pretty much every boy knew what I was. Anthony was the first to get me. Anthony had no hair yet but he came more than I did, a lot more. His cock was fat and uncut and he had round balls. I was getting a little bit of watery cum at twelve. My cock was thin and skinny and my balls were thin and droopy but I had a few hairs. Anthony was one of the stronger kids in our grade, blond and a leader. He was the leader in playing Army. I was attracted to him but shy and scared. I am sure other boys had an unconscious desire for him, competing to be his "most loyal friend." Anthony had me suck him while he sat in a faux leather office chair so I would be kneeling on the floor while he looked at pictures. He liked to tell me to "turn around" so he could look at my naked backside when I was in the chair. I think Anthony might have gone farther if we weren't caught. Anthony had just cum and I had watery eyes from sucking him and some of his cum was smeared on my lips and face when his mom came into the office. We didn't hear her at all. Sucking him excited me and I always had an erection from sucking him. I was so scared that I would have peed myself if I wasn't hard. As it was, I was shaking and crying and Anthony was looking pretty scared too. After she went through the, "What do you boys think you're doing?" his mom told Anthony to go to his room and she told me to get dressed and leave. I did as best I could to get out as Anthony's mom waited. I could tell that she felt sorry for me crying but I also saw her disgust. She did tell my mother later and this confirmed what my parents suspected for years, my being a fey boy. It also got around the neighborhood that other boys shouldn't have me as a friend because I was "a bad influence!" I was teased and bullied, of course, and my life was miserable for two years until we moved. What do I think about it today? It still is embarrassing twenty years later. I am most mad at my family for their reaction but that would've happened eventually. I still think of Anthony and what we did. I wish we hadn't gotten caught." Al "I remember masturbating under the covers when I was a child before sleeping, it was a habit. I started getting what might be called small orgasms at eight. I would masturbate in the morning now too. I would pull my nightclothes up to masturbate in the morning so I could see. I got caught one morning with my erection out. I hid myself but I was punished by my aunt with a whipping to my penis and buttocks. I was watched like a hawk so I couldn't do it in the morning for a time. This made me very angry." Gavin "I was in the schoolyard long after school let out. I had taken me shorts down in front to look at me cock, why, I don't know. I was told on by another boy and got a righteous whipping. I didn't even know about wanking. I was a year away from any thinking about it." Michael "I got caught at the worst possible time – after my first wet dream and after the first time I masturbated. I was twelve and had received no information about sex, this was a long time ago – 1970. I was an innocent boy, I don't remember talking about sex with any other boys. I was maturing, growing in height and putting on weight. I had no dark pubic hair but my cock had grown to twice its size and my balls were three times bigger. I noticed this as I needed new clothes and got bigger briefs. My testicles had just the very beginnings of wispy blond hair. I had slipped my foreskin back to look at my glans out of curiosity more than I remember doing before. It was much more moist than I remembered which I found out of the ordinary. I remember all this because what happened was so sudden and it was burned into my memory. It was in winter and I had heavier blankets and warm pajamas. I was bundled up and warm in my bed. It was just about time for me to wake up, get out of bed, go to the lavatory, and perform my morning preparations for school. I had been having a dream of riding a horse bareback. (I was an experienced rider in real life) I moved my hips in exact time with the animal's canter. It was getting more rhythmic and pleasurable and I was quite pleased with my riding when I felt an intense need to urinate. I wasn't concerned, it seemed what I wanted to do in my dream. My urine began to pulse out over the horse's withers in a very satisfying manner. I woke up in a very pleasant state but then realized that I had wet my pajama bottoms. Thinking I had peed, I threw back the covers and saw a dark, wet spot over my penis. I unsnapped my pajamas and looked. I didn't see urine but a wet clear fluid. It was on my stomach and my foreskin was sticky. I slid my foreskin back and explored the viscosity of this fluid. It was pleasant to move my foreskin, my glans slid smoothly. I moved it back and forth. My penis swelled and stood up. The feeling was like in my dream. I moved my foreskin slowly, not like later frantic efforts. I felt something coming. I went on. The pulsing started again. I took a deep breath. My head went back. Moments passed in wonder. I held my semi-erect organ, looking intently at my wet and shiny glans. That's when my bedroom door opened and my mother was in the door to get me out of bed for school. She froze and I did too. I didn't know anything about sex in general or masturbation in particular but I knew holding my wet penis, pajama bottoms down, was not something I was supposed to be doing. She told me, sort of hysterical and flustered, to go clean up and get ready for school. I was ashamed and worried. I ate breakfast and went off to school ignorant and confused. When I got home, I was very, very self-conscious around my mom. My father said he wanted to talk to me after dinner. I was sure I was going to be punished. I was told that what I did was something that happens to boys and I should not do this often and to keep it private. I received an instructional booklet the next day and asked if I had any questions but I didn't. I tried not to do it too much but that lasted for only about a month or so. I did a few times a week and then I hit thirteen and started doing it every day. I was very careful about not being caught and never did again." Sam "Okay so I guess this is going to be one close call and one getting caught. I had started going to a new school and things are going well. I was 13 and quickly found a twelve-year-old my grade who was very fond of messing around. I never really thought of it back then but I couldn't have been his first though he was certainly mine. He was a very eager Bottom and seemed to know all about that. Anyway I was over at his house one day after school when his Mom said she just needed to run to the store to pick up a few things. We figured that gave us about an hour alone and did what most horny boys would do. We went to his room and started having sex. His mom must have been fast or we lost track of time because we heard her calling up the stairs to help her unload. The two of us got dressed as quick as possible and headed downstairs. He grabbed some groceries and I was about to grab the rest when his mom stopped me. You see he was kind of short and scrawny while I was tall and play a lot of sports. We were mixed matched pair. So she stopped me and quietly said it's fine that we wrestle, but I have to remember I'm much bigger than him and had to be careful. She must have heard the squeak in the bed and jumped to the wrong conclusion, thankfully. The time I actually got caught was with him too. We were on the phone with each other and this was before everyone had a cell phone so we were just using the house phone. Anyways were talking dirty or at least I'm trying too. I don't remember exactly what it was about but it was sexual when suddenly there's another voice on the line. "Fucking queers!" Yeah that was my big brother and I don't know how long you have been listening for. I hung up and ran to his room and we got into a fight. Not an arguing type, a punching type. He never told anyone. It just became another piece of ammo we both had against each other in case we ever have to go to war. Anyways, I moved again and lost contact with my little boyfriend. I guess we were never official but we definitely acted like it. My brother and I haven't talked in years. A lot of bad blood between us. As for me, I got 3 kids now and I have caught them on occasion, but I always either slip away unnoticed or just treat it like it's not a big deal. Though I know one of them has been "wrestling." Ryan "Thanks for all the posted stories about getting caught. I was caught a few times when I was younger. The first time was when I was around 8 years old. I was sleeping over at the next door neighbors house. My friend was a year younger than I was. After we had gone to bed in his room, we had set up our sleeping bags on the floor as he said he didn't want to sleep in his bed when I was there. We started fooling around after we had stripped down naked. It was dark so I could not see anything but we laid on top of our sleeping bags. I remember I took the lead, and asked if i could touch his pee pee. He said yes, so I started touching his little hard cock and balls. I had been masturbating since i was around 6 years old, so I wanted to get his cock hard and see if I could give him the same feeling I could give myself. I remember getting him hard, and I was rock hard, totally turned on even at that age. We were giggling and making a bit more noise than we thought. All of a sudden, the bedroom door opened and in came his very strict father. He turned the light on, and there we were, two naked boys on our backs with little hardons, and my hand still on his son's cock.. He told me what I was doing was disgusting and that I need to come with him. He picked me up naked, and then carried me and led me to his bedroom in the basement. (His wife was asleep upstairs, as they slept in separate rooms.) He put me in his bed with him while I was still naked and he was in pajamas and he then fell asleep. Unless I have lost memories, he did not touch me or anything, but it was very weird to be naked in a bed with an adult, and a scary one at that. I was scared all night. The next time was when I was around 15, and had just got home from school and was horny. I took my hard cock out of my pants and was screwing my pillow. I was really going for it. I have a very sensitive cock, so even the build up before cumming is so good. I was in kind of a push up position going gangbusters, when all of a sudden my 18 yr old brother came into my room to ask me something. My pants were up and I was on my stomach so he could not see anything but i was out of breath as well as he must of seen me in a humping motion when he came in. anyway, I pretended he just woke me up from a nap but the look on his face knew he thought otherwise! it was a very short conversation as he left pretty quick. Nothing was ever said about that later between him and me, like it never happened. The last time was when i was around 18 and in a airport washroom. I was horny and had my pants down, sitting on the toilet, and wanking. By then I had learned about edging, so i was really teasing myself close to cumming, then holding back, then bringing myself close to cumming again. It was when I was almost ready to cum, so horny when the stall door opened (I must of forgot to lock it or it was easy to pull open when locked), either way, this guy around 30 yrs old sees me with my hand touching my hard dick, my other hand massaging my balls. I must of looked mortified, as he looked at me like "Really? Here of all places?" kind of look. he then closed the door without saying anything and left. FHP, I just thought of one other time! I was 15 and sleeping over at my friends house. We had been fooling around for a few months by then. At that time just mutual masturbating. Anyway, this particular night, his mom was out and we had a party. There were his two sisters and their friends still there when my friend and I went into his room. We were really stoned and drunk. We were sitting on his bed when he kissed me for the first time. The booze, the dope, and plain horniness made me accept the kiss, and we then were all over each other, kissing, rubbing our cocks into each other. I remember our pants came down as we grinded into each other and were kissing away. This went on for at least 15 minutes. We continued playing around till we both came. At some stage I went home still drunk. The next morning my friend called me and said his sisters and their friends could hear us through the floor vents from the other room they were in! I asked what he told them. He said we were just wrestling. He said they didn't believe him. The next time i visited their house I was so scared. No one ever said anything, but I am sure they knew what we were really doing! Eric "I started masturbating at 10. I found this out myself. I was sticking my hand in my pants and fingering my penis. It felt good. It got hard and then I figured out that pulling my foreskin back and forth made it feel 10 times harder and a 100 times better. We had a back room in our old house that was the TV room and I used to go there after school and watch reruns if not outside playing with friends. I'd sit in a chair or on an old couch. I played with my cock and it wasn't long before I got to the point of orgasming. I rushed to get right home and masturbate before going out to play. I would get off in about 10 minutes start to finish, stroking for 3 or 4 minutes would get me off. I usually tried for 2 orgasms and it took me about 10 or 15 minutes to recharge. I could get 2 orgasms and then head out to play. I started to get a little juice around age 11. Because of this, I guess, I would take off my clothes and masturbate naked. I would masturbate quickly to get my first O, fast and hard sitting up in the chair. I wasn't in a rush for number 2 as my parents didn't get home for an hour or more. I would lie on the couch watching TV on and under a crocheted blanket and rock my leg(s) enjoying getting my cock hard again. I would then masturbate using my finger on my hole. I later got to using hand cream and sticking two and three fingers in. That was another reason I got naked. I loved this part and I had my legs up over my head when I did this part. Here is where I got caught. I went home and got naked. I jacked quick and got my first slightly wet come. I went over to the couch to recharge. I had taken the hand lotion and put it on a table which was behind the arm of the couch, lucky for me as it would have been suspicious. I was watching "Mr. Ed" and thinking about Mr. Ed and looking for any sign of his cock. I was naked, but under the blanket, and rocking my right leg back and forth to get it up for my second part of jacking. I was focused on the TV when I kind of felt a "presence." I looked up and my mom was in the door. Shit! I stopped moving my leg and I could tell my mom sort of knew what I was doing. She asked what I was doing with my clothes off and I told I was hot and took them off to watch TV. She said I should get dressed and go outside to play. She left and I got in my clothes in about 2 seconds. I hid the hand lotion under the couch, my mom didn't see it, thank God. Later she said I shouldn't be naked in the TV room and I got the message not to jack where I could be caught. I stuck to my room for naked jacking and only did a few quickies in the TV room after that." Bobby "I knew I was different/gay when I was nine. It had nothing to do with sex, which I knew little about and didn't want to think of anyway only knowing hetero role models, and everything to do with drama. I grew up in a small town; church, Cub Scouts, dutiful to dull but caring parents, so on and so forth. I had a flair for performing everyday tasks with a natural degree of theatricality. It didn't sit well with adults, especially teachers, who admonished me to "tone it down" and other tedious maxims. They knew and were politely intolerant. Strangely against stereotype most boys had no problem with me until age twelve or so, I had several macho type boys who were friends, I did gymnastics and was not unathletic. I had problems with a few girls, go figure! I would often perform skits and stage shows in my room with a pretend microphone and I began to evolve my stage presence with gestures a la Diana Ross. I would wear an oversize t-shirt of my dad's and perform as if I had a dress on. That should have been a clue! This, combined with my gymnastic talent, evolved into a type of grand ballet at age twelve. That is when I was maturing; growing arms and legs and something else too. So, I am in my bedroom, stark naked except for a scarf headband (!), I had a buzz cut and a headband if you can believe it, doing handstands and posturing, arms this way and that, torso curving – very Bob Fosse although I didn't know who he was then. I am admiring my form, in every way, when I notice "Little Bobby" getting longer and swinging about with my movements. I start posing to highlight my still bald cock and immature balls. I am getting worked up and I am breathing with my exertions and "Little Bobby" gets stiffer. I am at half mast or better and I am contorting to see my smooth ass and semi-excited package from my backside, in the most uninnocent way imaginable for a naïve young boy to be, when my dad opens my door and steps inside! Well! It is obvious to both of us what was going on, although it wasn't to me really. I had not masturbated up to this point in my life! My dad told me to get dressed and that I wasn't to do such things, et cetera, et cetera. I was terribly ashamed but still didn't think in sexual terms. I just thought that it was my theatrical personality that was the real problem. I did continue my posing in much more secretive manner for a short time. That ended when a boy named Marv asked me if I ever "jerked off." I didn't know what he was talking about. He informed me and demonstrated. Then, he instructed me. I was now acutely aware of the reason for my interest in my body and now I knew how to truly enjoy it. I masturbated while doing my naked ballet in my room (with a locked door!). Wow! I also had an intense friendship with Marv and another couple of boys that involved mutual masturbation. I had died and gone to heaven! I now knew why I enjoyed seeing my friends doing gymnastics. This bacchanalia ended when one stupid boy tattled about our activities. I am sure that, at least with Marv and maybe others, my sucking them off was in the offing. It became a scandal, like teenage boys don't masturbate together, and somehow I was blamed by their families and the town for the corruption and depravity of homosexual teenage sex. This started my ostracism until I left for college. That's the story!" Martin "I loved my older brother Alvaro. When he was 12 he called me into his room. He put his arm around me and said he wanted me to do something. He told me that another boy told him about cocksucking. He wanted me to do that for him. I got down on the rug next to his bed and he opened his shorts and I sucked him. He came in my mouth, just a little bit cause he was only 12. I liked it. I sucked him every day almost for almost two months. Our father caught us and he gave us both a beating right there. He beat Alvaro more cause he was older." Donnie "I got caught looking. We swam in an old quarry. We all wore our underwear. No skinny dipping. Should've because wet underwear doesn't hide much. I was ten and Peter was thirteen. He had what looked like a yam in the front of his wet shorts. I had not much. He saw me looking and asked if I wanted to see it. I said yes. He showed it to me and I was awed. I did suck him once that summer when we were there by ourselves." Nathan "I was caught by my much older brother, seventeen, when I was twelve. I liked to rub against my sheets when I was naked. I had just started masturbating. My brother came in and found me naked on top of my white sheets. "Are you playing dirty?" he asked. I said, "Uh huh," very calmly, not even lifting my head up. "Okay, have fun." He went out and closed the door. We never talked about it after." Frank "This happened when I was thirteen and I had been masturbating since I was ten. I did it, on average, twice a day. It was summer, probably on a Saturday, and I was up in my room and my mother was outside on the patio sunning herself, which she would do for an hours at a time, to get a tan. I could look out of my bedroom window and see the patio from three stories up. I decided that my mom would be busy for awhile and I could to jack off. I went into the small bathroom and decided to use Vaseline, in the medicine cabinet, which required some clean-up time afterwards. I lay flat on my stomach, completely naked, on top of the bathmat, just next to the tub. I had my right hand underneath me and I was pushing my erection in the palm of my Vaseline-covered hand pretending to fuck. I was at it on the cool tile floor for at least a few minutes and I was fully occupied enjoying the sensations of sliding my cock in the sticky goo when I heard my mother's voice near the open bathroom door. "What are you doing?" She had just come up the stairs and asked without thinking. It took her barely a second, I'm sure, to realize what I was doing. In the flash of realizing I had been caught I actually came up with an answer to her question. "I'm posing." My mother was cool enough to answer "Oh" and discreetly go away. I can't remember what I did after that. I guess I closed the bathroom door and cleaned up or, more likely, my mother went back outside and I finished my task. All these years later, I just remember the shock of being caught. My mother never mentioned this incident once, ever. I haven't been caught jacking off but this one time in my life." Mathias "I caught my older brother right after he finished jacking. He was in the living room. He had been watching something on cable, soft core porn most likely. I came downstairs and he was sitting on the couch, soccer jersey, socks, shorts at his ankles. He was looking at the fly of his underwear which were still up. It was obvious that he had nutted right in, or on, his Jockeys, they were soaked. I knew what it was, I was nutting too, now that I turned twelve. When I came downstairs, I stopped dead in my tracks. My jaw dropped. It took Peter a second to look up. He told me to get lost but he was pretty calm about it. Post-orgasmic relaxation, I guess. I didn't see his dick, he was already soft. I got along with my brother pretty well. He was a year older than me but we had separate rooms since we were like seven years old so we had private space to learn about jacking. He never caught me and I never got caught myself." Copyright 2018. All Rights Reserved.