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    Caught cock-handed

    Have been asked to share a time when I was caught masturbating... so here it is: 

    The only time I know for sure I’d been caught wanking was when a mate left me a note confirming what he’d witnessed!  At the time it happened (must be about 5 or 6 years ago now) I remember thinking he must have got quite an eyeful (so to speak!), but part of me also wondered if, through some trick of the light, he perhaps hadn’t seen anything at all.

    Bizarrely, back at Xmas I found the note he’d left after sorting the remnants of my old vinyl collection. In a way, it was quite horny reading it again, knowing my friend had witnessed me giving in to the demands of my penis! Anyway here’s what happened...

    My mate had recently divorced from his wife. It was all pretty acrimonious and he was clearly still pissed off with it all. He’d asked me to go drinking and stop over - I think to simply keep him company and distract him from his anger. So after a fairly long drinking session in his local, we got back to his flat at around 11.30.

    We carried on chatting & he seemed much more relaxed (well, more pissed really!)  He started telling me the one thing he missed, despite the anger over his divorce, was fucking his ex wife cos she was great in bed! He started going into a fair bit of detail, everything from her abilities to give good head, and how much she liked him fucking her arse, to how much he enjoyed getting off on her tits and cumming over them. I remember how all this had got me horny and in the mood for a wank.

    Anyway, we chatted til quite late before eventually calling it a night. After rearranging the living room, pushing the sofa up against the dining table to give me more room to spread out, I ended up crashing out with just a spare sleeping bag and pillow.

    As soon as he was in his bedroom, which connected off the living room, I stripped down to my boxers & laid out on the sofa with just the sleeping bag over me. After about five minutes, in the silence of the room, I remember hearing the unmistakable sound of my mate wanking himself off. He must have lasted about 5 mins cos it then quiet, by which time, coupled with what we’d been talking about earlier, I was truly fuck bone hard.

    So, I threw off the sleeping bag and started wanking. As well as enjoying my cock, I can still remember working a finger around my hole and becoming totally lost in the moment. I’ve no idea how long I lasted but eventually I found myself at the point of no return.

    Now comes the embarrassing bit.

    As I stopped to let my orgasm to kick in, I was suddenly aware of a light flooding across the sofa from the direction of Tim’s room - of course it was no good, I couldn’t stop, my orgasm took hold, and with my finger still buried in my arse, I felt the muscles contracting really powerfully with every shot of spunk, which, in the light from Tim’s room, I can remember seeing shooting in long ropes up and over the back of the sofa. I kind of just gave into it, like you do. I wasn’t too aware of where it was landing but I remember hearing it raining down on something hard, as well as hitting the back of the sofa.

    As I was shooting my load, I vaguely recall seeing a shadowy figure heading towards the kitchenette, then a tap running and the next thing the room was back in darkness and the last drips of cum were leaking out into my pubes as I zoned out and fell asleep. 

    When I woke up later in the morning, I found Tim had already left for work and I had the place to myself. I started thinking about the evening and remembered having had a wank and that it had been a pretty big load. Then I panicked because I suddenly remembered seeing the light from Tim’s bedroom shining across the sofa as I started jizzing. I couldn’t be sure if I’d dreamt it, if he’d been in the room at the same time, or if he had indeed seen anything. (Not much I could do now if he had...). Anyway, I got up and found a note on the dining table which certainly answered my concerns. You can read it here .

    And although I found him the records he wanted, the occasion of me spunking up all over his apartment, has never been mentioned since! 

     
      Posted on : Jan 25, 2019 | Comments (0)
     



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