Getting Caught

As a teenage boy I would mastubate pretty regularly, it was pretty much an every day occurrence. I was never very outgoing, I always hid my sexuality from everyone, never liked anyone knowing what I was into. I remember one day I was in taking a shower, my folks were out at the time, the shower was always a favorite place to "take care of things" because the clean up was so easy. It wasn't uncommon for me to take a long shower and I never locked the door, just out of habit. While I was in, my folks must have come home and I must have been in a bit longer than usual because my mom decided to check up on me to make sure everything was fine. Of course I never heard the door open.

I was all soaped up, rock hard, mid stroke and the next thing I saw was my mom looking at me. She caught me red handed and I could not have been more embarrassed. She just looked at me and smiled and asked what I was doing. Of course that was an instant hard on killer and I never did finish. Of course when I got out, I got the inevitable lecture about how I shouldn't be embarrassed and that's it's perfectly healthy normal and that everyone does it and that it's supposed to feel good. Of course coming from mom, that didn't really help make it less mortifying for me.

After some time had passed and I got over it, I began to think about and fantasize about what I would have done if she had offered to lend a hand. I know that sounds kind of sick and twisted, because it was after all, my mom. But even to this day as I look back on that incident and fantasize a little, as I was then I still can't help but be just a little bit turned on by the thought.