Date: Sat, 1 Dec 2018 10:00:37 -0500 (EST) From: Five Hole Punch Subject: When I Was Caught Part Four When I Was Caught Part Four 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 Dan "I started masturbating for real when I was about 10 years old, near 11, I think. Of course, at first it was only some groping and squeezing of my boner because I had no clue about orgasms or sperm, so I would not finish what I was doing. Finally, one day I kept rubbing it longer than usual and I had my first orgasm. I was 12 and I squirted a little amount of clear semen. That was a turning point. I started to do it once or twice a day. As a kid I shared a room with my older brother, who is two years older,but we had never discussed masturbation, so I always tried to do it without him noticing. I would wait until he was asleep at night, or early in the morning at weekends and school holidays. But my favorite wank of the day was done after lunch. I would lock myself up in the bathroom and enjoy a slow wank before doing my homework. One day I had been rubbing it some in the morning. It was a weekend but it was somewhat late. My brother was up and about so I thought I would better get up and go have breakfast, but rubbing it just felt soooo good. I took the covers of and put my clothes back up. I was squeezing it some more through my pyjamas when my brother entered the room. I tried to cover fast and act as if nothing had really happened, but my brother knew what I was doing and laughed at me. Some days later, when I finished my after lunch wank he was grinning mischievously at me. He confronted me about doing it in the bathroom and that being the reason I took so long in there. He liked to make fun of me. Of course I denied it, but I don't think my brother believed me and had to be more careful about that from then on. Then, some years later, I was caught by my father. By then I was around seventeen I think and I finally had my own room. It was early in the morning in the summer holidays and I was awake unusually early. I think my father made some noise getting up to go to work. By then I used to sleep in my underwear, specially being summer. I was hard and horny, so I discarded my undies and started going for it, lazily. I had forgotten the day before I had taken the garage keys for something and I had not returned them to my father. So he had to retrieve them and, thinking I was asleep, he just opened the door quietly and entered my room. I covered quickly, but I'm sure he saw everything. He just stammered an apology,took the keys and left the room. It lasted no more than three seconds, but I was mortified." Bryce "I was sort of caught but it could have been worse. I had learned about masturbation from my babysitter when I was ten. He told me what to do, showed me, and jacked me. I jacked him too. We did this every time he came over for at least a year. He let me do forbidden things like smoke. I got caught doing that and punished by my parents. At twelve I didn't need a sitter although I was small for my age and looked at least a year younger. I had no pubes and I came just a little. My babysitter had a younger brother who was thirteen and he used to come over and check on me when my parents were out. They paid him something but he wasn't my babysitter, officially anyway. What he was was a horny teenager who had been fooling around with his older brother and his brother told Martin enough that Martin asked me if I wanted to do what I had done with his older brother. I was all for it. We jacked like I did before with his brother and we did a lot more. We sucked each other, mostly me sucking him and we actually humped butt crack and we did go all the way and fuck each other up the butt. Believe it or not it was mostly me fucking him even though my dick was not half his size. He had a nice cock with some dark pubes but he was big for me. We would fool around in the living room of my house and we had a velvety corduroy fabric set of chairs and a sofa. We were careful not to get any cum on the fabric but this one time things got too heated. Martin was fucking me from in back and my cock was rubbing the soft fabric of the sofa and with Martin's cock pounding my prostate, I came on the couch, right where it was most visible on the front edge. I tried to stop him but Martin couldn't hold back and I couldn't either. We cleaned it but there was definitely a stain. I said I spilled some food by accident and was punished as I wasn't supposed to eat in the living room. Not because of that but I think my parents suspected that things might be going on with Martin and he wasn't to come over any more when they were out. I also used to jack off looking at the computer and almost got caught in the act by my parents. It was only about two minutes after I finished a vigorous jack off session and my parents came through the door after being out of the house. I was thirteen and coming more and I had wiped my hand off on my underwear but the scent was in the air and I had a small wet spot that leaked through my nylon Adidas near the end of my dick. I got questioned but denied I was doing anything but there was evidence. My parents punished me for lying. I also lost my computer privileges when my parents weren't home as I hadn't time to delete history and got a big lecture on why looking at porn was shameful. I figured out how to get around parental controls on the computer within a few months." Erick "I was 12 so I had been jacking for awhile. I was just sitting on the couch watching TV and I guess I was casually fooling around with my dick. I usually jacked in my bedroom so I wasn't really going to jack off on the couch. Anyway, I was playing with it for whatever reason and I had an uncomfortable boner so I was waiting for it to go down and my mother came in and there wasn't any way to hide it. I was a tall kid and my dick was real long for 12, you would notice it easy. I was embarrassed as hell. And my mom hung around doing stuff in the living room! I tried to move my legs around to hide it. I couldn't get up and walk out so I just sat there for like 5 minutes. Not being caught exactly but my little brother saw me naked before a shower after I had jacked off and wasn't all the way soft. He gave it a good look. I was 13 and he was 6." Roger "I got waay caught when I was fourteen. I was in the Boy Scouts and some of us would jack together on Saturdays in each other's basements. We had like six guys once but usually it was two or three. There was one boy who lived near my street named Bucky. He was a year younger than me. He had dark hair, buzz cut, and dark brown eyes, chipmunk cheeks and buck teeth, hence the nickname. Totally Norman Rockwell. We ended up jacking more and more together, just us. Bucky would do sexy stuff like wiggle his ass and dance around, "act like a girl." I consciously wanted to fuck him and he wanted it too, but I don't think he knew what he wanted exactly. Finally, I just came out and said I wanted to try putting my dick in his ass and he didn't object. We had his picnic spread or comforter for the concrete floor and he kneeled and I greased him up with Vaseline. He had a nice fleshy bottom for an otherwise undeveloped twelve year old, it got me hard. He flinched with one finger in and really squirmed with two in. Bucky made noises and I told him to keep it down even though we were alone in his house. My dick was bigger and it took some time to get it in. Bucky got fucked and liked it. We did it again the next week. He got used to being fingered but my cock took some time to get in. I was in lust with him and he was too. We didn't get lovey dovey and kiss but I loved the feel of his body when I greased him up and held his back fucking him. Bucky liked my cock too. Around the sixth time we did this, we were both naked and I was two fingers in. Bucky had been talking loudly, complaining for me to slow down and making pained noises. We didn't hear the door to the basement open and his dad was on the stairs before we even noticed. "What the hell is going on?" We were naked on a blanket. I was hard and ready and his son had his ass greased. His dad lost it and screamed at Bucky to get up and get to his room, calling us "queers." Bucky was crying and sobbing and I was crying too from fear. I got dressed as fast as I could and his dad was saying I was "a queer" and "turned his son queer" and he was going to tell my parents, which he did. I got in trouble with my family and rumors followed me in high school. Bucky got beat by his dad and had to be supervised in his activities, no more Boy Scouts, and he had to go to church all the time. It messed him up in school and he was transferred to some religious school a year later. We never talked again and we looked the other way if we ran across each other as the memory was too painful." Alex "When I was a boy, I lived in an area that was farmland and completely flat. There was an irrigation canal that had some swampy land and a few scattered trees growing around it. Older boys used to go down there to do things you weren't supposed to do; smoke or sex. When I was little, I was afraid of what went on down there, I didn't know what it was but it was bad. Other little boys were afraid also. That changed around ten or eleven. Usually an older boy would ask you to go down there with him. Depending how scared you were and what you knew about masturbation and sex would determine whether or not you went. I think most every boy got down there by thirteen. I was eleven when I went. The other boy was thirteen. We hid behind a tree. He showed himself and told me to do the same. Then he played with me and I had to play with him. Then the bad thing I had heard about. I sucked him. He ejaculated, I didn't know about that, and I spit it out. He told me what it was and I would get to do it in a couple of years. I only did it with him once but I went with other boys many times. I took another boy there the first time when I was twelve. He was real naive. I did the same thing with him as the other boy did with me the first time. Sometimes we were "caught" behind a tree when other boys came down to do the same thing we were doing. It was fun to try to catch another couple behind a tree but sometimes fights broke out, it depended on the other guys. Sometimes you wanted privacy. Walking down there or walking back you were seen and the other guys knew what you were going to do or had already done. Once you saw a boy down there it made it easier to ask. Being seen the first time or so made most boys embarrassed. After going down there for a time you were the one snickering at the other boy's red faces." Lawrence "This happened 18 years ago. I caught my older brother jerking off on the couch. I actually heard him downstairs and I wasn't supposed to be home but I didn't stay at skating practice that day as it was too warm and the ice was a mess. I should describe my brother. Did you ever see "A Christmas Story?" My brother was a dead ringer for the red head bully. He had the hair, the crooked teeth, and the personality. He was a jerk and not very bright. I came downstairs and I saw him on the couch. He was looking at a magazine with small pictures of naked people like some kind of singles magazine before Tinder. My brother had his Jockeys and Levis down and his t-shirt pulled up. He had his cock in hand and was slowly jerking to the pictures. This is why the story is important to me. My brother was an athletic guy and was the jock type and he had the body for it. He was 13 when I saw him and I was attracted to him before in a weird younger brother hero-worship way even though he was an asshole. One look at his cock had me hot for him or I should say his type and honestly that big cock. I was 11 and had been playing with myself for a while. He had a big fat thick uncut cock and huge, to me, balls. He still had only a few pubes or because they were light they didn't show. I watched him jerk it for about 30 seconds and I guess he just caught me out of the corner of his eye and he went off. "What are you looking at?" Up went his Levis and he chased me upstairs and asked what I saw and I said nothing. He knew I saw enough and he knocked me down, gave me some punches and threatened me with extermination if I told, etc. I promised I wouldn't tell. He was mad enough at being caught to really kill me but he couldn't because our parents would find him out. I won't say I found out I was gay then. I didn't think like that until years later but looking back I can say it gave a focus to my jerk off fantasies. My brother's big cock and his muscle build had me thinking of jerking and having sex with a guy like my brother. I didn't catch him again and I wasn't ever caught and my brother liked me even less as he got older so there was definitely no sexual attraction that went the other way." George "I was lucky enough to live near the beach in a small community in New Jersey. We did have some tourists in the summer but the dunes were sufficiently deserted that we could go and play and be relatively free from any adult supervision; cops and beach patrol were limited. We had great games of war and king of the hill as little kids. We also had "forts" in isolated spots for isolated activities. Those activities were jerking off for most every boy and more than that for some. "Bumming" another guy was something I did with several boys. "Bumming" was rubbing your cock in the crack of the other guy's ass but some of us did full penetration. I did it that with two guys. One time I was caught I had gone into the dunes with the intention of jerking off. I was by myself, and I thought, alone. I was pretty much naked; I had taken off my shirt and shorts but not my Chucks. I was enjoying being naked and getting my cock going. I wasn't too far into jerking when around the edge of the dune came a beach cop! They looked for dope smoking teens. He was only about ten yards away and I think he was surprised at seeing me there jerking. I jumped up and grabbed my shorts and shirt and took off running. He shouted, "Hey, come back here," which was natural enough but pretty stupid. He started after me but I was able to get around the dune and I didn't stop running for about two minutes. I guess he quit. Years later I thought did the guy really want to catch a 12 year old kid and detain him for jerking off? Maybe. But, explain that in a police report. The other times getting caught was by other boys. We'd fish down by bridge pilings and we go around the back of the concrete to show dicks and jerk some. Getting caught wasn't that big of a deal by guys your age but it would be if the guys were older teens. It wasn't like anybody didn't know about going back there to piss, show dicks, etc." Ricky "My story is like a lot of guys, not caught doing it but caught with constant boners. I was a cute blond kid and shy so I didn't get in trouble much and I was thought of as a good kid. In sixth grade, all of a sudden, hormones hit and I had a boner every time I turned around. I still looked young and innocent but it seemed when I got up in class, half the time I had a hard on. I had a long dick for my short size. It really boned up hard and stuck out. I got called on by the teacher and I couldn't answer because I was trying to hide my boner. I was teased by classmates. I walked around with books in front of me or I wore a sweater around my waist to hide my crotch. The problem was I didn't learn to masturbate until a few months after the boners started. I even had a wet dream and didn't get it. How did I learn? I had a small dog that I loved and his nose and tongue gave me the answer! I was in my bedroom changing and my dog went for the scent. His sniffing and a lick or two to my cock head had me sprung instantly. I pushed my cock down and let him lick and sniff and I felt I had to do something so I rubbed my boner for about 30 seconds and shot a jet of clear come out. I fell back on my bed and my dog gave another lick and I jumped from the sensitivity. I experimented that night and over the next couple of days and the rest, as they say, is history. I became an instant expert at jacking off." Copyright 2018. All Rights Reserved.