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Feeling in a nostalgic mood today, remembering back when I was in my late teens/early twenties. I had a female friend from high school -- we weren't lovers at the time, but were close and spoke of all kinds of things. Among those things was her frustration that she had never seen a male masturbate and her boyfriend refused to "perform" for her so she could see.
So I volunteered myself as her "subject".
I drove to her house one afternoon when she was home alone, her mother and younger sister having gone for the day. We went upstairs to her bedroom where she sat on the bed and watched as I stripped naked, lay on the bed next to her, and began to play with myself.
Sitting next to me she watched every move as I got harder and harder and began to seriously work myself toward orgasm.
And then we heard the sound of a car in the driveway -- her mother and sister had returned home early. We could hear car doors opening and closing as I grabbed up my clothing and headed for the bathroom, my erect cock pointing the way, as she rushed downstairs to find and explanation for shy I was there and in the upstairs bathroom instead of the guest bath on the ground floor.
I got my cock down, got dressed, and managed to come downstairs and greet her mother and sister without seeming TOO embarrassed. Never did know what exactly they thought was going on, if anything. But I didn't hang around for long.
Eventually my friend and I got together again and I preformed for her, finishing with a satisfactory load shooting onto my stomach while she watched. but it was a pretty calm incident compared to that first, interrupted show.
So I volunteered myself as her "subject".
I drove to her house one afternoon when she was home alone, her mother and younger sister having gone for the day. We went upstairs to her bedroom where she sat on the bed and watched as I stripped naked, lay on the bed next to her, and began to play with myself.
Sitting next to me she watched every move as I got harder and harder and began to seriously work myself toward orgasm.
And then we heard the sound of a car in the driveway -- her mother and sister had returned home early. We could hear car doors opening and closing as I grabbed up my clothing and headed for the bathroom, my erect cock pointing the way, as she rushed downstairs to find and explanation for shy I was there and in the upstairs bathroom instead of the guest bath on the ground floor.
I got my cock down, got dressed, and managed to come downstairs and greet her mother and sister without seeming TOO embarrassed. Never did know what exactly they thought was going on, if anything. But I didn't hang around for long.
Eventually my friend and I got together again and I preformed for her, finishing with a satisfactory load shooting onto my stomach while she watched. but it was a pretty calm incident compared to that first, interrupted show.
70-79, M
