Masturbating with a Parent in the Room

[happystroker]

One summer my dad took a job and studio apartment in another town on the coast, and I went there with him the first summer. I was 12, and already heavily into masturbating when I went there. Then, I had no friends, nothing to do, and a beach full of almost naked girls a block from my door. I spent all day masturbating.

Come time for bed, I have one more (or two more) orgasms before falling to sleep. But my dad was a few feet away. I would ever so slightly pinch and squeeze and scratch my tip and just below the tip...and lay there with erections "edging" like this, until the wee hours of the night. I got used to never making a sound. (This has proved useful for masturbating on trains, buses, at malls and all kinds of places).

Another summer my mom and I took a trip across country to visit relatives, and we shared motel rooms along the way. I'd take a shower and be the last into bed, and stroke myself to at least one climax, all the way from California to Florida.

Any one else do this?

[Tazz41]

Only once, on a camping trip,in a p/u camper.I quietly masturbated laying on the floor while
they were on a bed just above me.

[raincoaster]

Well not out and out stroking in the same room. But I took several long car trips with my family when I was a kid, and we always stayed in motels along the way. Count me as another who got by just playing with the head of his cock under the covers with very little movement. You know, just squeezing the head rhythmically, tickling the underside, etc. In the mornings I would just masturbate in the shower. Never took long. I guess the principle when you are young is that the time it takes to cum expands or contracts according to time you have in which to cum. After a night of playing with my cock under the covers, seems like I could cum in the shower in just a minute or two.

[mddoug]

when I was in college, I went on a sailing trip with my folks in the bahamas. Just the three of us. At night, they'd go into the vee berth up front, and go to bed, and I'd sit out in the cockpit. After I was sure they were asleep, I'd strip naked in the cockpit, enjoy being nude out under the stars, and eventually I'd jack off before going in to sleep.

We had a big bunch of bahamian bananas (little bananas) on board. ONe night I took one, lubed it up with some honey, and did my ass with it while I jerked off in the cockpit.

[Filip]

When I think back to my teenage years it amazes me how bold I was about masturbating: Airline bathroom, out in the open on the farm, on the porch, etc. Sure I was scared about getting caught, but I guess I was much more desperate to get off. I did do it one time when my parents were in the room. We were staying in a motel. There was a wall between the bedroom and the entryway to the bathroom. There was a big mirror outside of the bathroom. At night I got up and stripped and jacked off in front of that mirror. There was no locked door to hide behind, anyone could have got up and walked around the corner.

[happystroker]

when I was in college, I went on a sailing trip ....and I'd sit out in the cockpit. After I was sure they were asleep, I'd strip naked in the cockpit, enjoy being nude out under the stars, and eventually I'd jack off before going in to sleep.

I had a friend in college who had a sailboat at the local harbor. He had sailed with his family since he was a baby and was totally comfortable at sea. Like many ocean sailors, his family also sailed in the nude. On warm summer nights he liked to go out naked on a calm sea and enjoy the shore lights flickering on the water and, if the mood struck him, masturbate.

He invited me out one night, with our clothes on. I must have passed the test, because the next time we went out he asked if I wanted to get naked. We sat in the cockpit talking and stroking in the dim light until very late. I went out with him several times, and it was so hugely erotic I would have a hard on as soon as I entered the gate of the harbor. We never touched, although we often rubbed up against each other. We were so close in the dark, bobbing cockpit we enjoyed every smell and sound and relished our hard maleness. He liked to tell me about women he was fucking...

After a sail we would go to a late-night restaurant, and I remember blushing at seeing his blue eyes and ruddy complexion, and being seen by others, after such an intimate time in the dark...

...sorry this has little to do with parents in the room, but I needed to share it!