by readvise » Thu May 15, 2008 10:32 am
Nearly got caught by my mother a number of times, and remember vividly the fear of being caught as she is not open at all about sex (can remember her turning off the television in embarrassment at passionate kissing scenes).
Certainly had her find stashes of pics on a number of occasions, which she got my father to burn (and she wouldn't speak to me for days after). Parents of teens please note - after each occasion, what I then acquired was stronger than what had been burnt. I wasn't conscious of this at the time, just realise looking back that that was happening. Should point out in fairness that my mother was a very good parent in just about every other way, and I know her parents told her practically zero about the facts of life, so not really her fault.
As a student got caught by a guy living in the same house as me, found that pretty embarrassing.
My girlfriend/future wife almost got caught by my father coming home early when we were students and were visiting - there we were, my girlfriend's feet somewhat in the vicinity of my ears - and suddenly a call from downstairs 'I'll be up in a minute, I've come home early to fix the door handle on the guest room'. Much panic ensued!
Also slept in the same room as each other at my future in-laws. Being good people (no, really!) we'd stuck to the no sex, separate beds rule - but in the morning my girlfriend suggested I hop into her bed for a quick cuddle before going down to breakfast (now, bear in mind I sleep naked ...) - and in walks her father, off early to work and coming to say goodbye. Well, my girlfriend swiftly kicked me out of bed as he came in, so I end up shaking hands with him with me completely naked ...
Which reminds me of another occasion with a 'no sex' rule - when we were living together before we got married, got invited to stay at my parents and had to agree not to 'do it' (yes, I know you're thinking do it quietly, but my wife can't really manage that when orgasming). The thing that amused us was the comment we got, 'I just don't want you doing that in my house' - obviously we didn't disillusion my mother by pointing out that we'd successfully used every room in the house bar their bedroom during our student years.
(This last was after a year or so of my refusing to go home as we were being offered separate rooms - boy was I a stubborn whatsit).
Must try to treat my son in a way where he finds this as little embarrassing as possible when he starts masturbating (plays with it a little already, but doesn't really know what he's doing yet).