[Hornyinde]

My first time being caught might be a little different. I’m sure my parents knew I masturbated by all the time I spent up in my bedroom or bathroom, and because, well.... I was a teenage boy. But the first time being caught wasn’t by mom like a lot of boys (that would come later).

My dad had a bunch of playboy and penthouse magazines he had picked up on travels. My best friend and I used to look at them, mostly when no one was around the house. This was late 70’s so no internet. You had to try pretty hard to find nudes or else you were looking at underwear ads in catalogues.

He had spent the night over at my house some weekend, and we had been looking at a German one my dad got on a recent trip. There was one model I liked named Jutta. I wish I could find the pictorial again, I’ve tried. She was a brunette, fairly thin, with large firm tits, and of course a hairy pussy. One pic in particular was hot, laying on her back by a pool. After we went to sleep I had woken up, with her still on my mind. I snuck out of the room and downstairs to my dad’s study where he kept his magazines hidden. Not well enough it seemed.

So, there I was, pants down and my hard cock in hand, stroking for Jutta. You can imagine how much I liked her since I still remember her name 40 years later! As I was getting close, all of a sudden, around the corner (it had no door) comes my friend. Nothing I could do, I was totally caught. There was just enough light in the room for me to see the magazine, and what I was doing. It’s one of those things, everyone knows that everyone masturbates, but no one admitted it in then. I’m not sure why, it just wasn’t as openly discussed as now.

So there I am, hard cock in my hand. I stopped, but was still hard. To be young again when distractions didn’t bother you. He just stood there looking at me. I was trying to cover and he just said something like “I know what you’re doing, why stop?” I can’t remember exactly, but it was something that led me to keep going”. It didn’t take much more for me to have an orgasm. He then left, and I cleaned up before going back upstairs.

I was really embarrassed after as I went back in my room. He was on the other bed when I went in. Nobody said a word. The next morning I was worried and wanted to make sure he didn’t say anything to our friends or to people at school. It was a big deal then, or at least to me. He said he wouldn’t tell anyone and I don’t think he did.

There are other times I was seen masturbating, but that was the first time.