Reaction of parents to masturbation

My grandfather on the other hand, he had no problem spanking you if you had morning wood.

So he had no notion of involuntary physiological reactions that happen to parts of the human body? And none of that had ever ever happened to him during his whole life?

Or was he just looking for any ol' excuse to hand out a whuppin'?

Or was he just looking for any ol' excuse to hand out a whuppin'?

I think it was the latter. Although you act like religion has always been logical.

Although you act like religion has always been logical.

Me? That is the very last thing I will ever think logical.

When I was in high school my dad walked in on me masturbating, edging to be exact. I was just about to shoot after a long edging session when dad walked in on me. He stood around long enough to watch me shoot my load (I couldn't stop it at that point). I was scared to death but dad just laughed his ass off and told me to get cleaned up and come out to the yard to help him. That was awkward as hell. lol

When I was in high school my dad walked in on me masturbating, edging to be exact. I was just about to shoot after a long edging session when dad walked in on me. He stood around long enough to watch me shoot my load (I couldn't stop it at that point). I was scared to death but dad just laughed his ass off and told me to get cleaned up and come out to the yard to help him. That was awkward as hell. lol

That is a much more mature and less hypocritical/emotional reaction than a parent who gets all worked up. After all, I would never believe a parent who said they never masturbated when young.

Good for your dad.

When I was little, if I was caught doing something, one of them would ask the other if I was still playing with my penis.

I don't remember exactly, but I think at some point they explained to me that if I wanted to do it, it had to be in private and never in public.

At the beginning of adolescence, there were no more comments, although later on, they would see my bedsheets...

I was never actually caught doing it, although I came close. As it was, my parents sent me to a jerk of a psychologist for anxiety issues. I guarantee that he would have made a huge issue out of something that’s perfectly normal. Psychologists don’t understand reality.

Absolutely never mentioned by parents. Just do it and keep quite and don't make a mess

I was never actually caught doing it, although I came close. As it was, my parents sent me to a jerk of a psychologist for anxiety issues. I guarantee that he would have made a huge issue out of something that’s perfectly normal. Psychologists don’t understand reality.

@JJM And most of them do it too, and they'd be lieing if they said they didn't!

My step mother was very against masturbation and if I got caught I was disciplined with the belt. I had to be very careful about it

My parents were supportive and I think wanted to watch us masturbate. I was walked in on many times masturbating. I heard and saw my brothers masturbate as a regular thing. Sometimes we would do it together in secret we thought.

Whenever I sawn my parents stroken the bean or jerking off they seemed to be enjoying it.

I don't think my parents really had a problem with masturbation, like someone else mentioned on here I was walked in on many times growing up and I always kept a sheet or blanket close by since I had to be completely nude during it. nude just felt better. But they would walk in and just look for a min and walk out..sometimes I never knew how long they were there when my eyes were closed. I had seen dad a couple of times and mom as well when dad was on the road..When my younger brother started doing it I caught him a few times, I guess we seen it as just a natural thing that people do.

Bad Princess !! - a very nice comment, makes me laugh !! - many thanks for that !!

I was raised in a very religious family where touching yourself or masturbating was considered sinful and wrong. Because of that, I never explored it growing up. I didn’t start masturbating until I went to college—in fact, I had already had sex before I ever tried it on my own. Since then, it has become a regular part of my life. My husband has caught me a few times and actually enjoys watching me when I play with myself.

@Jewles1217 Never any self exploration?

@Jacana no maybe in the shower is all. Like I said it was very ingrained in to me then that you didn’t do that.

I'm realizing most of the posts in this thread about parents catching us masturbating, and my earlier post was about them finding out I was masturbating (since I was a very late bloomer, my pediatrician got me to admit in front of my mom at my sixteenth birthday exam that I had started masturbating to ejaculation a few months earlier). So here's the one time I was caught:

After the family practitioner surprised us all by not examining my brother and me in front of my mom about a year after that last pediatrician exam at 16 (they put me in my own room and my mom with my brother in a separate room), my mom was still trying to figure out whether what the pediatrician said was true -- that I'd not finish puberty until I was in college.

So since the doctor no longer was letting her see my development each year, she started finding excuses to come into the bathroom while I was showering -- aways supposedly looking for something.

But one of the first times she did this -- probably less than a month after that family practitioner exam where I was on my own with the doctor for the hernia check -- I had been masturbating in the shower when she came in. I had been in there longer than usual, so she probably knew what was going on. This time, instead of coming in to look for something, the excuse was that we were running late to be somewhere (again, I'm pretty sure it was a fake emergency we had to leave for, because I'd not have masturbated if I knew I needed to be somewhere on time). So she came in and said we were late, and to get out of the shower. I said I'd be out in a couple minutes, but she insisted right then. so I quickly rinsed off and turned off the water. I said I'd be ready to leave in 2 minutes, and she insisted I get out of the shower. As I stepped out, my little five-and-a-half-incher still pointing straight up at the ceiling, she was standing there holding my towel in one hand and my clean undies in the other. I reached for my towel, but she stepped back and said to hold on a second. She said the last time she saw my "peepee" pointing up like that was at the pediatrician on my 16th birthday. She said she thought it may have grown a little since then, and asked if I thought so. I said I guess so (she was right -- it was half an inch longer than a year earlier, but as long as it ever was going to get). Only then did she give me my towel.

I learned my lesson and stopped masturbating in the shower. I quickly realized that when she'd come in to the bathroom while I was showering, if I kept my back toward her, she'd keep "looking" for the thing until I finally faced her. From then on, when she would come in when I was showering, I would fairly quickly turn toward her until she saw my penis, at which point she'd usually "find" whatever thing she was fake-looking for, and leave. This indeed continued into college and even grad school when I'd come home for a break, so she finally got to see me at Tanner stage 5. She never saw my erection after 17, but if she had, she'd have seen it never got any longer, though it did get thicker until I was in college. I have no idea if she noticed the extra girth all those times she saw me flaccid in the shower into my early 20s.