Home from college and thought I was alone, I noticed my mom in my doorway just after I finished masturbating. Not sure how long she was there or what she saw. My question for moms, please detail how much have you seen, what were you think and how did you feel after seeing? If you have not seen, when and how did you know you son was masturbating? Thank you for being honest.
I'm not a mother, but I'm guessing that most mother's are smart enough to know that when their son is in his bedroom, alone and with the door closed that they should knock because he's doing one of 3 things, dressing/undressing, sleeping or masturbating!!! I was "caught" by my older sister and I think she burst into my room without knocking on purpose because she thought that she might embarrass me. It kinda backfired because she burst in right when I was shooting cum all over myself and she's the one that got embarrassed!!! Not sure how long she was there either. I was too involved in and distracted by my pleasure!!!!
My mom had 5 of us boys...me, #4. I couldn't imagine how much she had to put up with on our testosterone. One summer morning, I was maybe 15, I was splayed out on my bed, naked, just edging away as usual. We always slept with the door cracked since it was hot... I guess she was on one of her tirades and was going to roust me out of bed for the day to do nothing...like she had so much nothing to do, too... Any, she just tromps in, I barely see her out of the corner of my eye, she got in about a foot, turned on her heel and shut the door. Crap. Now what. So I said, what the hell, had a great finish and carried on with the day like nothing happened...of course she never said boo about it....I know it sure as hell never happened again tho
Masturbation was an open thing in my house growing up I would often mastubate watching TV etc even if there was people there, we also didn't close our bedroom doors much so you could often see other people mastubating in the house.
Must have been so nice growing up and living in a household that was so open and accepting of sexual matters and practices!!
It was I didn't realise till I was older how good it was, my cousins would be around playing with us as well it was only when I was a teen and me and friends were in group wank and we were talking I realised not everyone was so open
My house was quite the opposite!!! Sex was not discussed at all, we were reprimanded for masturbating and it was extremely frowned upon and we got yelled at for walking around in our underwear and immediately told to "cover up"!! Life was pretty much like this for all my neighborhood friends. I thought everyone lived like this, until on day a school friend asked if I wanted to stay over at his house for the weekend. I got my parents permission and agreed. He had 2 older brothers and 2 younger sisters. The first night at his house was "uneventful", but the shock and surprise of what was to come the next morning couldn't be imagined. I got up the next morning and had to pee. Needless to say I had the usual "morning wood". I walked to the bathroom, still half asleep. The door was open so I figured it was empty. I walked in, lifted the toilet seat and pulled out my erect cock to try and pee. All of a sudden I heard the shower curtain being pushed aside. To my shock and pleasant surprise, there stood my friend's mother, giving me a full view of her bare breasts and amazing bush. I turned red as a tomato. She had been taking a bath and I didn't even realize she was in there. She smiled and asked me to hand her a towel and told me to go ahead and finish what I was doing. I told her I was too embarrassed to finish and headed back to the bedroom. On my way back, I encountered the older of my friend's sisters walking down the hall to the bathroom topless and just wearing a pair of panties. We said good morning and she smiled because she could tell that I wasn't accustomed to this. I got back to the bedroom and told my friend what had happened. He said I shouldn't worry about it because his family does that all the time and they are afraid or ashamed to be naked around each other. After waiting a bit to make sure the bathroom was empty, I headed back down the hall again. This time, I was greeted by the younger of his 2 sisters walking back to her room completely naked. She smiled, said good morning and just kept walking like nothing happened. The weekend only got better from here!!! They weren't nude all the time, but everyone just walked around nude through the entire house whenever they felt like it!!! This was the first time that I realized that not all families were so adamantly against nudity. This was also when I realized how much I enjoyed being nude because I made sure that I visited or stayed at his house as often I could. I started running around his house nude, like everyone else and everyone treated it as if it was normal, because to them it was!!!
I was absolutely jealous!!!!! Granted his sisters were younger than us, but seeing them openly and shamelessly strutting around naked was fantastic. I would have given anything to see my older sisters naked. And seeing a full grown woman (his mother) naked was a dream come true. It took a couple visits before I stopped getting erections, but they were accepting of it and didn't chastise me or make fun of me. After all, there were 3 boys in the family, all in the midst of puberty and their father. The mother was the one who actually eased my fears and shame by telling me that getting an erection was natural and nothing to be ashamed of.
I used to get erections all the time when I was a kid even when people had always been naked about me
Walking around naked, let alone openly displaying an erection was a definitely no no and severely frowned upon in my household, even though I had no control of my adolescent body. That's why I was so shy and ashamed when I was at my friend's house. It was impossible to not get aroused with his sisters and mother walking around scantily clad, wearing only panties or completely nude. It was so comforting when his sister didn't make fun of me and accepted me. It was a huge relief, and very liberating when his mother took me aside and explained to me that it was a natural and normal reaction, which I had no control over under those circumstances and to not be shy, ashamed or feel guilty because of it!!!
Thank you all for responses. I'm sure most moms know their son(s) are masturbating. I sure moms would not intentionally walk in on them. In my situation, I was away at college for several months. When I came back, they had some family over for the week and my 7 year old cousin was staying in my room. Could not do anything that first week home. Mom was cleaning up after they left. Probably forgot I was home and came into my room. I thought everyone had left the house and I was alone. There I was laying naked on my bed, still hard, holding the base with three loads of cum on me from head to belly. That is when I saw her walking past my room. Not my proudest moment.
This is why I want to know how moms feel about this. I not sure what or if she saw anything. Most mom threads talk about walking in and leaving quietly or saying sorry and leaving. Nothing about how they felt or how they delt with it. Do moms know, when and how do they?
My mother was very religious and felt that masturbation was dirty and a sin. From my earliest memories and a very young age, my other was always yelling at me to stop "touching yourself down there". I developed a love for masturbation at a very early age. She was so embarrassed about sexual matters that she couldn't even use the correct or adult terminology. All through my life she would use euphemisms or pet names when referring to body parts. She would blush if anyone said the word penis. I know that she knew that I masturbated. I know that she had a fairly good idea when I was masturbating, but even though she hated the fact that I was doing it she wasn't brave enough to try and "catch" me. During puberty she was always telling me to stop spending so much time in my bedroom. This is when I developed my habit of going off into the woods and masturbating. I think she might have fainted if she walked in on me and saw me naked and saw my erect penis. I know she saw me naked thousands of times as a child, but seeing her teenage son naked would have been sacrilegious!! So, she had a pretty good idea when I was masturbating. She was married to a man who had a penis, so I'm pretty sure that she knew how I masturbated. She probably dealt with it by praying for me and trying to save my eternal soul from damnation!! If masturbation was gonna send me to Hell, I was more than happy to be damned!!!!
My mom was not to that point. My parents never talked about. EVER. Seeing your at 15 to 20 years old son with an erection is very different than when he is a child. I’m still hoping moms will talk about their experiences with this.
Yes, I'm sure that mothers are quite accustomed, not shy and not embarrassed at seeing their son's erect penis between when they are a baby and into there early school years. Once they get past the age of 8 or 9 I'm sure they greatly prefer not to see it and seeing their pubescent son with an erection is definite avoided at all costs. It would be very interesting to hear some examples of how mothers handle (no pun intended) a situation like that, where they accidentally caught their son masturbating and unexpectedly saw his erect penis!!
I hoping some moms will talk about their experiences when walking in, hearing or other ways they realized what their son was doing. I truly am interested in your experience and point of view.
Apparently, there aren't any mom's that are brave enough to tell everyone about how they "handled" the situation.....
When I was 14 or so my parents would not let me close the door to my room = no privacy whatsoever. I guess they thought we should all be open and transparent about sex and nudity but I don't think my mom was prepared for how frequently I was jerking off. I remember having a nice session for myself with a blanket from my bed covering my lap probably looking at a very softcore website (it didn't take much back then). Let's just say she walked in at just the right time when I was experiencing my relief... So you can imagine my mom coming down the hallway, stopping, leaning up against the doorway and 10 seconds later there's some splashes on the ground under the blanket. I was mortified! She looked down and her reaction was "seriously, on the floor... That's why I gave you tissues" I turned bright red of course. She was pretty casual about it from what I remember and asked if I was going out shopping and then told me to clean up and walked away.